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Chapter 227 Daluo Dizong

This huge palm print is almost as large as hundreds of miles, covering a large area of ​​space, and actually creating a terrible power of domain imprisonment.

Moreover, in the center of this huge palm print, there was a figure shrouded in black clothes, wearing a black mask, giving people an indescribable sense of mystery and weirdness.

Just look at the figure and it's like seeing the god of death.

This is a dark Shura from the Daluo Sect, specializing in the pursuit mission.

Back then, the ancestor Yunwu was chased by a dark Shura million miles away. If it weren't for the many trump cards, he would have been killed long ago.

Even so, he suffered severe injuries and could only hide in Yunlishan and did not dare to go out at all, just because he was afraid of revealing his breath. Dark Shura's tracking technique was unparalleled in the world.

Unexpectedly, I was so cautious that I still let the Dark Shura come to me.

At this moment, he almost felt the catastrophe.

He knew that this Dark Shura was only at the level of the median legend, but each Dark Shura was an assassination machine, with terrifying combat power, invincible at the same level, and could also fight beyond the level. What's more, the Dark Shura was born in the Daluo Sect, and his foundation was much better than that of the Yunwu Ancestor, so the combat power of the Yunwu Ancestor can only be considered ordinary in the median legend.

It can be said that he met Dark Shura of his same level and had no hope.

"how so?"

A strong despair emerged in the heart of the ancestor Yunwu.

Suddenly, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes and he looked at Chu Tianhe.

Chu Tianhe also felt the catastrophe, but he didn't know what was going on. He never thought that he would rise up and become a legend of destiny. He actually encountered such a thing, how unwilling he was!

"Tianhe, my teacher will create a chance to escape. Remember, you must live and live well. If you don't have enough strength, you must not be exposed. Also, if you have not reached the level of the Legend of Destiny, you must never touch that thing!"

The voice of the ancestor Yunwu became hoarse.

Chu Tianhe seemed to feel what the ancestor Yunwu wanted to do. Although he had always regarded the ancestor Yunwu as the step of his rise, he did not have much emotion when he said that, at this moment, he suddenly had a deep impulse in his heart. He nodded fiercely, "Teacher, don't worry, as long as I live one day, I must fulfill your wish. If it goes against it, the sky will hit five thunders and you will not die well!"

The ancestor Yunwu finally showed a hint of relief. Suddenly, he stomped his feet and the altar began to sink. It was not the altar sinking, but the entire valley was cracking. Then, terrible magma emerged from the ground, and with the support of a mysterious force, it soared into the sky, and was about to tear apart the terrible domain formed by the big palm print.

As for the remaining dozen disciples of the three major sects, they were instantly swallowed by magma and destroyed.

"Good opportunity!"

Wang Xuanyang didn't know that this was the best chance to escape.

When the big hand seal broke through the light shield of the formation, Wang Xuanyang sensed it, but he did not escape from the air immediately. He had a feeling that if he escaped from the air, he would definitely be caught by the terrible palm print.

Since you can't escape from the air, you can only go from the underground.

And the magma that emerges is the best way to escape.

Anyway, the defense of the Witch God Tower is amazing, even magma cannot destroy the Witch God Tower.

As for the fight between the mysterious Big Hand Seal and the Old Ancestor Yunwu, Wang Xuanyang could no longer care about it. It is important to escape now!

He was a little grateful to the mysterious powerful man who used the big palm print and destroyed the formation light cover.

The ancestor Yunwu could not worry about the escape of the Witch God Tower. Although the Witch God Tower was precious, it was not worth mentioning compared to the inheritance of the Muyun Fu Sect.

"Even if I die, I won't let you have a good life."

The ancestor Yunwu suddenly shot a strange talisman into Chu Tianhe's body. At the same time, a strange spiritual spring on the altar suddenly shrank and penetrated into Chu Tianhe's eyebrows. Then a strong light burst out from Chu Tianhe's body. This was the light transmitted, and it was a large shifting talisman.

A large shift talisman that is more advanced than a small shift talisman.

However, this great shift talisman seems to be about to break.

Obviously, this large shift talisman can only be used once.

He used this great shift talisman to escape several hunts of Dark Shura. Unfortunately, he could only use it for the last time. Moreover, even if he used it himself, he might not be able to escape the hunts of Dark Shura, so he left his hope to Chu Tianhe without hesitation.

In an instant, a light flashed and Chu Tianhe's figure disappeared.

The ancestor Yunwu laughed wildly, and his body suddenly exploded and turned into a terrifying column of light, accompanied by rolling magma, bombarding the huge palm prints in the sky.

This attack was like the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon were sinking.

The entire Yunli Mountain was shaking and collapsing with the valley as the center, and the rolling magma was venting out. After almost a few breaths, Yunli Mountain, which was originally surrounded by clouds and mist, was almost razed to the ground and turned into a sea of ​​magma. At this moment, countless creatures in Yunli Mountain suffered a catastrophe.

Hurry!

The huge palm print was also torn apart by the terrifying column of light. The figure standing in the palm of his palm covered in black shaking slightly, and the mask on his face was actually broken, revealing an extremely handsome face, but those eyes were cold and ruthless.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

He sprayed three mouthfuls of blood in a row, his handsome face turned pale, and the figures floating in the air were a little shaky.

Obviously, the desperate attack from the ancestor Yunwu also caused this Dark Shura to be seriously injured.

The powerful spiritual consciousness of Dark Shura spread out and covered tens of thousands of miles. Not only the earth in the sky, but even the depths of the ground, he did not find anything. The figure that teleported away, and the tower of the Witch God that entered the magma, were all gone, leaving no trace.

"The person sent away by the ancestor Yunwu must have taken away the key thing of the Muyun Fu Sect. Unfortunately, this old guy actually destroyed the spiritual law. Through the power of self-destruction and formations, he communicated with underground magma, injured me and destroyed my Shura realm, making it impossible for me to capture the breath of life of this person. It's a little trouble now. And the small tower seems to be a treasure, but forget it, it's more important to track down that thing."

His mission is not just to kill the ancestor Yunwu, but to the things that the ancestor Yunwu brought out.

That thing is so important, it is related to whether the Daluo Di Sect can be promoted to the Heavenly Level Sect.

It was that thing that caused Muyun Fu Sect to be destroyed.

The cold eyes of the Asura showed a hint of suspicion, and then shook his head, moved his body and disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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