Golden runes suddenly appeared on the surface of the magic plate of the female cultivator surnamed Xiao!
Its shape, as well as the terrifying spiritual power it contains, are clearly the gold seal script that is rumored to be more mysterious than the silver script.
This kind of spiritual writing, even high-level monks in the spiritual world, can only understand very few, but it is the writing of the immortal family.
As if she sensed Yang Qian's gaze, the woman surnamed Xiao smiled brightly at Yang Qian, and suddenly raised the Dharma dish in her hands high into the sky.
An incredible scene appeared!
Wrapped in golden light, the dharma plate began to spin in the air. A fist-sized golden ball of light appeared out of thin air in the center, and a burst of spiritual pressure shot up into the sky.
Clouds suddenly billowed in the sky nearby, and a strong wind suddenly began to blow.
Correspondingly, the thirty-six giant flags below emitted the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and countless light spots of different colors emerged nearby, condensing into the flags.
In an instant, all the banners and flags were ablaze with light. The next moment, there was a huge earthquake, and thirty-six dazzling beams of light, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, were released at the same time, and disappeared into the high-altitude clouds in a flash.
Suddenly, a deafening thunderbolt was heard from the dark clouds in the sky, and then a huge light array of more than a hundred feet slowly emerged from the dark clouds. The point at the center of the light array was actually aimed at the golden dharma disk below, and then suddenly A thin golden thread was sprayed out, and it was directly submerged into the golden light in the Dharma plate.
In an instant, the golden ball radiated brightly, like a bright golden sun. It flew into the sky, carrying endless power, and roared straight towards the center of the huge light array.
‘It’s done! ’
By now, Yang Qian was breathing rapidly, his chest was heaving violently, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. His mind was filled with the plot about the Tianpeng clan, his thoughts were flying, and he was thinking silently.
The actual power of this flag array is not described in detail in the original book, but it must be an ultra-long-distance teleportation array.
As for its destination, it is still unclear whether it can reach directly near the Tianpeng tribe like Han Li in the original work.
With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian frowned and turned his eyes again, looking at the female cultivator surnamed Xiao, with inexplicable and thoughtful look in his eyes.
The woman surnamed Xiao, who had been holding the Dharma plate with both hands, was sweating profusely at this moment. The sweat kept rolling down like broken beads, soaking her clothes. Her face was as pale as paper, without any blood, and her delicate body was crumbling, like a candle in the wind, and she looked extremely strange.
It seemed that it was extremely difficult for this woman to perform this magic circle, as if it took all her strength and concentration.
Buzz!
The golden ball of light was finally sucked into the center of the light array, and immediately merged into one, and the buzzing sound resounded throughout the world like a bell.
The light array, which was already astonishingly large, flashed with white light at this moment, like a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth. Its area increased several times, almost covering the entire sky, and shrouding the whole world in it.
The spiritual pressure emitted by the light array was as strong as the top of Mount Tai. Even Yang Qian swayed and felt an invisible force rushing towards his face. He couldn't help but retreat a few steps away. Only then did he stabilize his body and his eyelids flickered. He jumped and glanced over.
At the same time, two Yaksha kings thousands of miles away were in a gloomy cave. Suddenly, they seemed to feel something and looked at each other in surprise, their eyes full of surprise and alertness.
Without saying a word, their bodies swayed, and billowing black mist instantly surged around the two of them, and they disappeared into the void in an instant.
At this moment, the two rampant slaves rushed left and right in the Thunder Sword Formation, and finally roared twice, breaking through the obstacles of the heavy sword wires, and with a flash of blood, they rushed straight towards Yang Gan and the two of them like two bloody lightning bolts. The bloody light contained endless evil energy, which was frightening.
However, facing the two menacing slaves, Yang Qian looked calm and looked back with a smile. There was calmness and confidence in his smile, without any hint of panic.
goodbye!
Yang Qian opened his mouth slightly and made such a mouth shape, but did not make any sound.
The two rampant slaves were stunned for a moment, not knowing why, and their ferocious faces were full of doubts.
I saw.
The light array in the sky suddenly shined brightly, like a huge bright moon blooming with dazzling brilliance.
Immediately afterwards, two milky-white light pillars broke out of the formation like two roaring dragons. They disappeared in a flash and directly hit the two rampant slaves with the force of destroying the heaven and the earth.
The two gangsters, who seemed to be in great danger, suddenly disappeared without a trace in the white light like bubbles.
"Teleportation Circle!"
Yang Gan's eyes flashed, and he felt slightly happy. His eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could tell at a glance that the two rampant slaves were not killed, but were teleported to an unknown place at the moment when the white light was covering them. This kind of magical power cannot be inspired by ordinary monks.
The power of true spirit!
Thinking of this, Yang Gan's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the dazzling Dharma plate. He sighed slightly. This Dharma plate will become a dead thing later. It is just a disposable object. It was no longer worth his while.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, we..." The woman surnamed Xiao smiled proudly, her smile blooming like spring flowers, gorgeous and bright. She turned her head and was about to say something to Yang Qian, but her face suddenly changed. The smile instantly froze on her face, replaced by endless fear.
Suddenly, the spiritual light all over her body shone, turning into a startling rainbow, shooting straight towards the light array in the air like a shooting star.
Yang Gan's speed was no slower than that of the female cultivator surnamed Xiao. When he saw this scene, thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. He instantly understood that the combined-level Yasha King was coming soon, and a life-and-death crisis was right in front of him.
Yang Qian used his magic power without hesitation, and the purple energy around his body turned into a purple rainbow and followed the woman into the air, even faster than before.
At this moment, the two voids a hundred feet away suddenly began to fluctuate, as if boulders were thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
Suddenly, two huge figures flashed out, flapping their huge wings that covered the sky and the sun. They were as tall as mountains and exuded terrifying coercion, just in time to see what Yang Qian and the others were doing.
It’s the Yaksha King at the combined level!
"You dare, junior!" Two roars came out immediately, the sound shook the sky, like thunder exploding. One of the Yaksha kings opened his eyes wide, filled with rage, and punched out from afar. That punch seemed simple, but it contained endless coercion. The wind roared and the void trembled.
The other King Yaksha flashed blood in his hand, and a huge piece of light appeared out of thin air, slashing out with fierce killing intent. Wherever the piece of light passed, the space was cut with black cracks.
The woman surnamed Xiao, who was like lightning, had already plunged into the huge light array. Suddenly, the buzzing sound of the entire light array was several times louder, like the roar of thousands of thunders, deafening.
At the same time, violent spatial fluctuations appeared near the light array. The fluctuations were like the coercive force overflowing from the ancient immortal array, and it seemed that the spirit of the immortal spirit was flowing and surging in it.
The strange runes flicker on and off, as if the laws of heaven and earth are intertwined and manifested, and as if immortals and demons are wrestling in the dark, making this space like glass that is about to break, and may crack at any time.
Under the shroud of this huge light array, the space began to twist and deform, presenting a strange scene.
The twisted space was like a huge, ferocious mouth, trying to swallow everything in. It was clear that the teleportation of the magic circle was about to begin.
The flying swords that Yang Gan had originally set up in the Thunder Sword Formation flashed one after another the moment Ram Nu rushed out of the sword formation, and turned into three small swords. They turned into three streams of light and disappeared into Yang's body in a flash. dry body.
But at this moment, due to the distortion of space, the purple rainbow transformed by Yang Qian suddenly stopped, and his escape speed couldn't help but slow down by twice as much, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move.
‘Exactly as I expected, nothing that happened changed without changing the plot! ’
Regarding this scene, Yang Qian not only showed no sign of fear, but a strange color flashed across his face, and there seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in that expression.
However, before he could spread the newly refined wind and thunder wings on his back, the attack of one of the Yaksha kings was already in front of him like a violent storm.
Boom——
The power of a distant punch brought an overwhelming roar, turning into a huge green fist shadow and hitting directly under the light array. The shadow of the fist covered the sky and the sun, containing endless power. Yang Qian was enveloped in its power, just like a tiny ant in the strong wind and waves.
Yang Qian knew that if he didn't deal with the attack first, he wouldn't be able to escape. What's more, he had no idea of taking the first step from the beginning to the end. Immediately, his eyes condensed, he took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body surged like a torrent of river water.
"Go!" Yang Qian raised his hands together, flicked his ten fingers, and more than ten golden and silver light groups shot out instantly. Each light group contained amazing power, and the light was bright, like falling stars. Immediately afterwards, the newly refined pair of mysterious wings behind him flapped violently, and his whole person flashed on the spot, instantly turning into a blurry phantom and disappearing.
The next moment, Yang Qian appeared very close to the center of the light array, and with a sway, he submerged into it without hesitation.
At this moment, another streak of blood light also arrived first, like a streak of bloody lightning flashing upward, slashing at the corner of the huge light array with endless killing intent.
At the same time, those golden and silver light groups also hit the fist shadow with thunderous force.
When the two met, they instantly burst out with energy that destroyed the world and exploded at the same time.
A bloody light burst out, and when it was slashed down, such a huge light array rippled open. The runes on the light array flashed randomly, and the light flickered on and off, as if it would collapse at any time.
The other one made an earth-shattering noise, and suddenly a huge golden and silver thundercloud appeared.
The thundercloud was vast and boundless, covering a hundred feet in width, with electric snakes swimming in it and thunder roaring. With the appearance of thunderclouds, a hurricane suddenly rose into the sky, flying sand and rocks, and the sky and earth changed color. Transfer
In the blink of an eye, the hurricane submerged everything into it, forming a chaotic scene.
The space at the edge of the thundercloud fluctuated together, and the figures of the two Yaksha kings appeared again.
Faced with a huge power equivalent to a full blow from more than a dozen Void Refining monks, even with their supernatural powers, they had to avoid the edge for the time being. Their original plan to teleport directly and capture Yang Qian and the two from the light array had to be shelved for the time being.
Under the slight obstruction of thunderclouds, the light array in the air shone brightly and dazzlingly in the violent shaking. Then after a few wild flashes, the entire light array shattered inch by inch like broken glass and dissipated. It turned into little bits of spiritual light and disappeared into the void.
"Hmph!"
The two Yaksha kings snorted in unison, and together, their magic power surged like a stormy sea. In just a moment, the golden and silver thunderclouds were forcibly dispersed with shocking magical powers.
For a moment, the light scattered in all directions and the void trembled.
Then, their figures flashed and instantly appeared below the center of the light array. There, there was only a white magic plate with cracks on its surface, completely devoid of spiritual energy, just like an abandoned magic weapon, floating there alone.
The Immortal King's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force surged out and took the Dharma Disk into his hand. His face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with cold light, he looked at it carefully for a long time, and then threw it to the Wheel King without saying a word.
"There is a hint of true spiritual energy in it. It seems that we have underestimated these two human monks. They can actually have this magical power of teleporting over long distances out of thin air." After reading the Dharma plate, the Wheel-turning King frowned and sighed. tone. There was a bit of annoyance and unwillingness in that sigh.
"Even this king didn't think of this! Fortunately, my last blow also shook the teleportation circle. Whether they can really teleport away safely is still a matter of two people. Maybe they will fall into something on the way. In the space crack, he has disappeared from this world," Yaksha, named the Immortal King, said with a sneer. There was a stern look on his face, as if he didn't really care about the escape of Yang Qian and the others.
"That's all I can think of! However, the rampant slaves of you and me have been transported to nowhere, and it would be really troublesome to find them." Wheelrunner King frowned like a tight hemp rope, and his face was gloomy. , nodded slowly after a long while.
The Immortal King acted calmly about this. He clasped his hands on his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said casually: "It's nothing. You and I are not immature people. As long as we are not teleported to other continents, we will always be safe." I will find a way to find you and me on my own. But we must come up with a plan for the coalition we mentioned earlier, otherwise..."
Although the two Yaksha kings were initially surprised by the fact that Yang Qian and the two escaped from their hands, they soon forgot about it.
After all, for combined-level beings, there are even more important matters waiting for them to plan and make decisions.
At this moment, the two Yaksha kings were completely immersed in the attack on Tianyuan City. They were sometimes whispering to each other, sometimes lowering their heads in thought, with focused and solemn expressions.
The Yaksha tribe's army, which was thousands of miles away from them, was still advancing mightily toward Tianyuan City, where the human race was located.
The procession was like a long winding dragon, with banners covering the sun and a majestic momentum. All the Yasha tribesmen looked solemn and marched in neat steps. Wherever they passed, the earth trembled and dust filled the sky. (End of chapter)