Chapter 324 Under the Cold Abyss
"Uncle Master, follow me back to Beixuan Continent!"
The magic power of the Zi Mansion is like a mountain pressing down, but Lu Zhiwei refuses to admit defeat, and a bright and awe-inspiring righteousness bursts out from her whole body. The sharpness was unstoppable, and the spiritual sword split into countless sword shadows and rushed towards it, tearing apart countless strands of the torrent of mana.
“Little girl, you are worthy of teaching me how to behave.”
Xiao Yan’s eyes darkened slightly, and he slapped his palms violently. The power of the Zifu was unleashed, and the monstrous mana gathered to oppress him again. Down, as if life was endless, there was only a loud bang, and the sword shadow in the sky was abruptly broken into countless spiritual ripples. Lu Zhiwei groaned, as if she had been hit hard
At the same time, there was a soft buzz in the invisible cauldron.
Ye Zang flew out, without any hesitation, and immediately used the Great Demon Escape Technique to rush towards the distance. His figure was chaotic and twisted, and the void shook slightly.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan pierced through with his golden elixir magic eye, Zifu magic power rose under his feet, and used his escape method to chase after him at high speed.
Ye Zang used the Chaos Escape Technique and was instantly pulled out thousands of feet away. Without any chance to breathe, the scorching fire in the sky came almost within a breath. The temperature rose sharply, melting the heavy snow and hail in an instant, and the torrential rain howled. , accompanied by the roaring thunder, is breathtaking.
Xiao Yan came through the air and slapped him with a palm. The powerful Zifu magic power in his palm was suffocating.
Keng!
Ye Zang turned around and resisted with a sword. The cold sword power burst out. However, after a few breaths of confrontation, it was directly broken by its huge magic power and hit the Oath-Breaking Sword hard. The terrifying force spread, shaking Ye Zang's sword-holding arm to numbness. He raised his sword energy spirit sea to resist, and was blasted dozens of feet away by the residual power. The snowfield was mostly torn apart.
The mana of the Zi Mansion displayed by this person and that of Qingxu Hou of Huntian River are worlds apart. Before he even used the golden elixir, Ye Zang's scalp was numb due to the strong mana that suppressed him.
Even the slightly taller Hun Tianhou hesitated. You must know that Hun Tianhou has formed the Eight Marks Golden Pill, which is the third level. At first, Ye Zang and others spent a lot of effort. When Qiu Yunque succeeded in the sneak attack, they encircled and suppressed them for several days and nights before they were able to suppress them.
Why is there such a evil star in Jihanyuan?
Ye Zang's face turned pale, the divine veins of his feet burst out with spiritual power, and he used the Great Demon Escape to escape at extremely high speeds. He recovered a lot of spiritual power by refining the white striata, but if he used the Chaos Escape Technique so frequently, he might not be able to escape again after a few times. Bottoming out.
Xiao Yan squinted his eyes and used his golden elixir eyes to explore the space boundary. He caught Ye Zang's figure in the chaos and rushed away with his magic power.
As soon as Ye Zang emerged from the chaos, the old man in red robe was struck by a giant palm with monstrous magic power. The shaking heaven and earth spiritual energy flew over and the earth was torn apart. When they arrived, the surrounding Hanyuan was in chaos, and the heaven and earth were in chaos.
"Senior, what kind of grudge do I have against you to end up like this?" Ye Zang was very angry. The old man was about to step into the realm of Nascent Soul with half his foot. He was so persistent in chasing down a Immortal Bridge monk. It is said that he was originally a monk in Beixuanzhou. Even the Demon Sect of Tianmingzhou would not lose his identity like this. He would only come here unless there was a life-and-death feud. But before today, Ye Zang didn't even know the old man's last name. Don't know.
"What do you think of this young man's displeasure?" The old man in red robe waved his sleeves and raised his eyebrows.
Hearing this, Ye Zang used the Great Demon Escape Technique with a gloomy expression and rushed towards the sky.
This time we have reached the foot of the four sky-reaching giant peaks. There is no way to retreat from the land of hundreds of feet, so we have to go up and cross the Hanyuan Valley.
“Let’s see how long you can escape!”
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, watched with his golden elixir eyes, and used his magic power to chase after him.
Buzz!
The strong wind howled by Ye Zang's ears, the fierce cold current hit his face, and the dancing storm was like a roar of a dragon. The temperature around Hanyuan Valley was extremely cold, and even the hot breath he exhaled instantly turned into ice slag, which was biting. The cold wind reveals the bone marrow like a sharp knife, making people shiver all over.
After using the Great Demon Escape Technique several times, Ye Zang has already rushed to the top of the snow peak tens of thousands of feet.
It is extremely cold here, and the heavy snow covering the eyes makes it almost impossible to see clearly.
Four snowy peaks surrounded a dark and deep valley thousands of feet wide, and the ear-piercing roar of the demon roared out in the biting cold wind, making people's scalp numb.
"Boy, keep running away." The red-robed old man's feet were filled with hot flames, and he stepped into the air.
Xiao Yan looked at Ye Zang playfully with his sunken eyes. As he spoke, he raised his finger and pulled out a fiery red golden elixir. On top of the golden elixir, the eight-marked golden elixir floated slightly like a snake.
The golden elixir monk’s magical power and the intensity of the elixir all depend on the lines of the elixir.
The Eight Pattern Golden Pill is already proud of almost 90% of the monks in the world. The old man in front of him has achieved the third level of perfection again.
"To the extreme, kill the gods and conquer the spiritual sea. The Wuji Palace has trained many talented disciples over the years." Xiao Yan looked at Ye Zang with a cold voice.
"I am not a disciple of Wuji Palace. If you have a grudge against me, you are looking for the wrong person." Ye Zang put his hands over his hands and took out the Wuxiang Cauldron, concentrating.
Xiao Yan paused, looked Ye Zang up and down, and said, "I don't care whether you are a disciple of Wuji Palace or not. You will definitely be a big disaster in the future."
After that, Xiao Yan urged the golden elixir. , in an instant the eight pill lines swam slightly, and pill evil rolled in like a volcano erupting.
The internal temperature of this Dansha is extremely high. Even from a distance, Ye Zang can feel the scorching heat coming towards his face. Its temperature is comparable to the thousand-year-old earth fire used in forging spiritual weapons!
Ye Zang's face turned pale, and the Oath-Breaking Sword trembled out from his sleeve robe.
Within a breath, a hundred-foot-long sword glow emerged from the tip of the sword. The terrifying sword power eclipsed the sky and the earth. Then, the sword glow split into hundreds of rays. Ye Zang performed the Six Dingjun Styles in an instant.
The power of the sword is still rising, and the power of the sword in the supreme sword body is working together, and the killing energy of the white bone phenomenon is also coming at the same time.
Every ray of sword light is extremely sharp. This magical power may be the strongest power that Ye Zang can display now.
A hundred-foot-long sword rose in the air, pointing at the red-robed old man.
Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised at the power of the sword. It is extremely rare to be able to display such magical power in the realm of Immortal Bridge. When he was in his own state, he couldn't deal with it.
However, the gap in realm is an insurmountable gap. No matter how powerful the magical power of the Xianqiao monks is, there is a limit after all. Facing such a golden elixir monk, it was really hard for him to use his strength.
Hoo ho ho!
The red elixir like lava rolled in, almost covering the entire sky, and the cold air emanating from Hanyuan Valley was forcefully forced back.
Ye Zang gritted his teeth and pushed away hundreds of sword rays.
The Dansha and the sword light were intertwined. Ye Zang's Baichuan sword was extremely powerful, cutting off these hot Dansha one after another, and kept pressing towards Xiao Yan. The latter concentrated slightly, The Zifu opened wide at this moment.
A powerful torrent of mana surged out, and the Eight Patterns Golden Pill was stimulated to the extreme.
The elixir is like a centipede insect that is dead but not stiff. One level is broken open, and the next level immediately pounces on it, endlessly and endlessly!
Boom!
After a moment of confrontation, those pill demons were like giant hands. They raised their hands and forcibly broke Ye Zang's sword light. Ye Zang's sword energy and spiritual power were annihilated at this moment.
Ye Zangru was hit hard and his face turned pale. He was almost forced into the bottomless Hanyuan Valley by the remaining power. He stopped on the edge of the cliff. Ye Zang looked back in horror. In the dark Hanyuan Valley, the roar from the demon made people's scalp numb.
“Boy, it’s time for you to die.” Xiao Yan showed his yellowed teeth and smiled sinisterly. "Uncle Xiao!"
While he was talking, the sound of swords in the distance pierced the wind and snow.
Lu Zhiwei rushed towards him with a sword in hand, and stood in the air, looking at Xiao Yan with her beautiful eyes locked.
"Uncle, please speak clearly!"
"Little girl, your life is not difficult anymore, right?" Xiao Yan glanced over with a gloomy look and said attentively: " Don’t think I won’t kill you!”
"Even if it means death, Zhiwei must understand it!" Lu Zhiwei said in a sonorous tone, looking at the old man in red robe with trembling beautiful eyes, and said: "The Master Xiao in my impression is upright and hates evil as much as hatred. How could he be like this? Look, Uncle Master, what have you been through these years!”
“Stop pretending to be superior and teaching me a lesson!” Xiao Yan’s black hair danced wildly, and his red robe made a sound, and he shouted: "If you want to know, go and ask your master under the underworld!"
After saying that, Xiao Yan slapped it away with his palm, and the powerful Zifu magic power surged out.
Lu Zhiwei was horrified and hurriedly held her sword to resist. The magic power made her spiritual sword tremble, and the mouth of her slender hand was cracked and bleeding.
On the other hand, Ye Zang took the opportunity to use Escape and was about to walk away.
Xiao Yan had been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye. He immediately grabbed it and absorbed it. The spiritual power came like a mountain torrent. Ye Zang felt as if his back was carrying a mountain weighing tens of millions of kilograms. He was so suppressed that he could not move. His divine veins and acupuncture points were about to be disconnected. . He immediately used the Phaseless Cauldron and floated it on his back, and the pressure suddenly decreased a lot.
“Death!”
Seeing this, Xiao Yan pointed and a terrifying power came. The residual power of the spiritual power instantly tore a huge gap into a giant peak. , and came straight to Ye Zang's spiritual aperture.
Ye Zang immediately turned the Wuxiang Cauldron to resist, pushing his power to the extreme.
Keng!
It hit the Wuxiang Ding and made a thunderous explosion. This Wuxiang Ding is a thousand-year-old spiritual weapon. It will not be a problem to withstand several knocks from the Jindan Perfection cultivator, but Ye Zang behind it is. After being hit, the magic power that came out from the shock was also extremely powerful. Ye Zang turned pale and was sent flying a hundred feet away.
Below, the howling coldness of Hanyuan Valley rushed towards the face. The empty, dark, and depthless pit was as breathtaking as a black hole.
Ye Zang gritted his teeth, stepped on the void with one foot, and fell towards the Hanyuan Valley below, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a few breaths, but did not catch up. Demons are rampant in this cold abyss, and cold winds and hurricanes are attacking all the time. Not to mention the Yixianqiao monks, the Jindan monks who fell into it had a narrow escape, not to mention that Ye Zang's spiritual power had bottomed out and he was seriously injured.
Behind the scene, Lu Zhiwei, who was forced back by his spiritual power, came through the air with perseverance, a look of righteousness on her face.
"Uncle, come with me back to the mountain gate to plead guilty. It's not too late!"
"Plea to plead guilty?" Xiao Yan said with a gloomy face: "What crime do I have! Little girl, if you want to seek death, just Don’t blame me for not remembering our old feelings!”
After saying that, Xiao Yanzi’s mansion opened wide, and the powerful magic power surged out.
The magic power is like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, just like the huge waves in the sea, its power penetrates people. Lu Zhiwei gritted her silver teeth and swung out a series of afterimages from the spiritual sword in her hand. However, there was a gap between the spiritual power of the Shenzang monks and the magical power of the Zifu monks.
Facing the golden elixir cultivators with fewer elixir patterns and incomplete golden elixirs, Lu Zhiwei and Ye Zang still have a chance of winning.
However, this red-robed old man himself is a rare generation of genius, and his conduct after becoming an elixir is even more domineering and unparalleled. Not to mention them, not more than 10% of the golden elixir monks in the ten continents can fight with him.
“Girl Lu, feel the pain of the demon of Hanyuan Valley eroding your bones and eating your body!”
Xiao Yan’s eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes and he said with a slightly crazy expression.
Lu Zhiwei felt extremely discouraged when she saw the old Master Xiao like this. At that time, he was high-spirited and full of righteousness, and his family often went to him to teach Taoism. I don’t know when Xiao Yan disappeared from Beixuan Continent. Everyone was looking for him everywhere, but they didn’t expect him to come to Tianming Continent and end up like this. It’s really unbelievable.
If Master Yan knew about it, he would be extremely heartbroken.
A flood of mana hit Lu Zhiwei's body. The latter's pretty face turned pale and blood gushed from her mouth. Like a kite with broken strings, it fell towards Hanyuan Valley. This bottomless pit swallowed her body like the mouth of a wild beast.
The magic power dissipated, Xiao Yan’s robes rustled, and he stood on the cliff looking calmly at Hanyuan Valley.
After a while, he slightly fluttered his sleeves and ran towards a certain place with a gloomy face. That was the center of the Extreme Cold Peak, where Zhuang Fan and his group were fighting.
......
After falling in the endless darkness for a long time, Ye Zang was protected by the Wuxiang Cauldron.
There was a loud clang outside, and the cold current here was several times more intense than in the extreme cold place. Like a sharp sword, it struck Wuxiang Ding hard.
His spiritual power is almost dry now. If it were not for the Phaseless Cauldron covering his body, he would have been torn into pieces by the hurricane and cold current of Hanyuan Valley.
My head is dizzy and dizzy.
Ye Zang’s consciousness tightened, trying to stay awake.
In this Hanyuan Valley, there is not only this fierce cold current, the deepest part here is more than 100,000 feet, leading to the first level of the earth's abyss.
The sky is nine levels high, and the earth's veins are nine deep.
One is the blessed land of cave heaven where Daotai Zhenren lives, and the other is purgatory on earth where countless demons are rampant. They are like the yin and yang sides of heaven and earth, checking and balancing each other.
It is the aura emitted by those demons that makes it very difficult for Ye Zang, who is now dry of spiritual power, to resist.
Shen Yuanjiao was dragged down by the devil.
Once the earth's veins penetrate deep into the Nine Abyss, you can't just leave if you want, or stay if you want.
Bang!
Stepping hard on an ice layer, it seemed that he fell to a place to stay.
Ye Zang probably fell to a depth of more than 50,000 feet. The bottom of the Hanyuan Valley is sloping downward, and the deepest point is the terrestrial salamander abyss.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Zang sat up cross-legged in a daze. The Wuxiang Cauldron enveloped his body. He quickly took out the earthly treasure Bletilla and refined it to restore the endangered Shenzang Spirit Sea.
(End of this chapter)