Chapter 1197 Tianchi Festival(1/2)
boom!
The two spaces collided, and there was another roar.
At this moment, Zhao Yun clearly saw a small crack exploding in Kuang Yingjie's space.
After it was over, a wisp of black energy was seen emerging from the inside, controlled by Kuang Yingjie, and struck at the old man in black robe.
Um?
The old man in black robe, who was still studying thunder and lightning, gnawed at the alchemy furnace with his eyes lowered.
When he entered his eyes, he saw a wisp of strange black energy. He didn't know where it came from, but it had the power of destruction and was heading towards him. Even his eighth-level Taixu could not help but tremble in his soul.
"What a powerful force." Zhao Yun was shocked.
Click!
puff...!
The black energy was so powerful that it destroyed the alchemy furnace with one blow.
Then the blood suddenly appeared, and the old man in black robe was caught off guard. His head was beheaded on the spot. Even his life soul was severely damaged. Although it was not fatal on the spot, it was enough for him to drink a pot.
"Come again." Zhao Yunbeier regained his energy and wanted to give the old man in black robe a stabbing blow.
"Come on, sister, run." Kuang Yingjie shouted and was the first to escape.
The black energy was overbearing, but he only had one wisp, so he couldn't launch a second attack.
"You didn't tell me earlier."
Zhao Yun cursed and jumped out after him.
The black energy failed to kill the old man in black robes, and he only beat him half to death. After the other party calmed down, it was just a slap in the face to hit them both, so they didn't want to run away.
ah...!
Behind him, there was the scream of the old man in black robe.
The destructive power of the black energy, which still has its remaining power, has invaded his body. It cut off his head in the last moment, and destroyed his body in the next second. Only an illusory soul is left, trying its best to resist the destruction. If it weren't for his strong foundation,
, if it were not for the protection of his life weapon, he would have been killed long ago and turned into ashes.
Zhao Yun, who had escaped, looked back and saw that he was shocked and horrified.
As expected of the Overlord Divine Body, Kuang Yingjie’s trump card is indeed very powerful.
Speaking of Kuang Yingjie, that guy seems to have escaped far away after losing all his wealth.
"Your sister, where is the Flower of Memory?" Mr. Zhao chased after her.
"You haven't defeated me, why do you want the Flower of Memory?" Kuang Yingjie scolded.
Hey...!
Zhao Yundun became angry, and his speed and body skills increased sharply in an instant.
Since he was in a bad mood today, he had to beat that guy to death.
Kuang didn't take it seriously and ran away without looking back, not because he was afraid of Zhao Yun, but because he was afraid that if the old man in black robe slowed down and came to chase them both, it would be a dead end.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two of them were as bright as a flash of light, one after the other across the sky.
This pursuit... lasted three or two days.
Embarrassingly, Mr. Zhao failed to catch up with the guy and was thrown far away.
It's not his speed that can do it, it's Kuang Yingjie who uses special spells to increase his own speed. Naturally, he also has such spells, and there are quite a lot of them. But, are they all lying around in the eternal world? Why don't you take them while you look at them?
Not coming out.
It just so happened that it was getting bright.
Zhao Yun landed on a hilltop.
After chasing him here, there was no trace of Kuang Yingjie. He used his eyes to track the guy. Unfortunately, the same method seemed to be ineffective against Kuang Yingjie. He had already been noticed and the mark was erased.
"Where has it gone?"
Zhao Yun exhausted his vision and looked around.
As he watched, there were streaks of thunderous giants passing through the void above his head, either in Taixu realm or in Daoxu realm, or in a group of three or in a group of five, all rushing in one direction, as if rushing to reincarnate.
Zhao Yun also looked in that direction, and as far as he could see, there was a sea of immortal energy.
And these people were all heading towards that ocean of immortal energy, and the scene was so spectacular.
"Tianchi Holy Land?"
Zhao Yun muttered in his heart and took out the map from his pocket.
At a glance, combined with the terrain in all directions, it really is the Holy Land of Tianchi.
"Have you gone to the Holy Land?"
Zhao Yun murmured that he was sure that Kuang Yingjie had gone to Tianchi.
Without thinking much, he collected the map and followed the flow of people.
Looking from a distance, it is a fairy mountain, shrouded in rain and mist, just like a fairy covering the plain gauze, with a unique sense of mystery. The spouting splendor and flying fairy clouds outline a wonderful picture.
That is the Holy Land of Tianchi.
In the good morning hours, there are already crowds of people in front of the gate of the Holy Land Mountain. Most of them are powerful and well-known people. If you pick one out at random, they are not ordinary people, and there are basically powerful forces behind them.
"It's...not what I thought."
This is what Zhao Yun muttered when he fell.
He thought that there was a Tianchi hidden in the Holy Land. Now, at a glance, it seemed that there was a Holy Land hidden in the Tianchi. The entire Holy Land Fairy Mountain was hidden in the clouds and mist, ancient, vicissitudes and mysterious.
His mind was wandering as he watched, and suddenly there was a majestic momentum behind him.
The momentum was too strong and the attack was too fierce, causing him to lose his footing.
After looking at it, he realized that he was a strong man from the Heavenly King Sect. He saw the Holy Son of the Heavenly King, and there were two old men beside him. The python-robed quasi-immortal king was also among them. He was the one who wanted to destroy the Kuang Yingjie earlier.
"Is this restored?"
What Zhao Yun was looking at was the Holy Son of the King of Heaven. He had been paralyzed by Old Kuang for three days, but he was still alive and kicking in just three or two days. With this terrifying resilience, ordinary monsters in the human world could not compare.
Uh...!
The scene was so humbling.
Like Zhao Yun, there were quite a few people who were hit by the Heavenly King Sect's aura, and their faces didn't look very good.
However, the Heavenly King's sect is powerful and protected by a quasi-immortal king, so few people dare to provoke him.
While talking, several people passed by.
The strong man from the Wang Sect was fine for two days, but his eyes were cold and silent.
On the other hand, the Holy Son of the Heavenly King shook his folding fan rhythmically, as if he had stepped out of the shadows. However, no matter how he acted, he could not change the fact that he was defeated by Kuang Yingjie. When mentioning the Holy Son of the Heavenly King in the future, he would always mention this glory.
Deeds, take them out and talk about them.
Um?
When passing Zhao Yun, the Holy Son of Heaven subconsciously glanced sideways.
He still had the same feeling, this man's figure looked very familiar to him.
Mr. Zhao didn't look at it at all, he was covered tightly inside and out.
"Is the Heavenly King Sect amazing?"
There were many people who scolded me secretly, but they still followed her.
Zhao Yun remained discreet and blended into the crowd. He still held the invitation to the Tianchi event in his hand. Fortunately, it had not been placed in the Eternal Realm before. Otherwise, he would not even be able to enter the mountain gate.
Speaking of the mountain gate, from afar, I saw two rows of fairies in white, all disciples of Tianchi Holy Land, standing neatly outside the mountain gate, each with their clothes swaying, welcoming the guests.
In addition to them, there is also the Holy Maiden of Tianchi.
Sending a saint to greet him at the mountain gate shows the importance of the Holy Land.
Of course, this is also for the four sides. You must know that everyone who comes to participate in the grand event is not simple. Just like the Tianwang Sect, their background is not at all under the Holy Land, so naturally they cannot be neglected.
The others were fine, handed over their invitations and went in.
On the contrary, it was the Holy Son of the Heavenly King who was shaking his folding fan and chatting with the Holy Lady of Tianchi.
It's a pity that the Holy Maiden of Tianchi didn't seem to treat him well. She only smiled politely and then turned indifferent.
The Holy Son of Heaven is very embarrassed and disrespectful.
The strong men from the Heavenly King Sect who came with him were even more embarrassed.
"good."
The guests passing by were in a particularly happy mood.
To be continued...