Chapter 1195: It's All Fate!
Regardless of whether the other party is in the upper realm or a certain force in this realm, Zhao Yan can clearly feel that his current self is not the opponent of this ethereal spirit.
Although Zhao Yan at this moment can kill people beyond the level, in the category of emperor, he may not be invincible, let alone deal with the real honorable level.
Before that, that is, when Yan Shuxing was in the time, when Zhao Yan and Na Jianggu were fighting, they couldn't have the upper hand, and if they didn't have Xiaobai's help at that time, they might still be killed by Jianggu.
And Yao Qishan, who I saw later, is not necessarily an opponent herself. Now that a truly honorable powerhouse has appeared, Zhao Yan will naturally not arbitrarily seek death.
So, the moment Zhao Yan saw the void spirit, he had already made a decision and fled desperately.
The space-time shuttle is a small void flying magic weapon, and its individual is much smaller than the Star Battleship, and the difference between it and the Star Battleship is like the difference between a car and a train.
But the speed of the space-time shuttle is no slower than that of the Star Battleship, or even faster.
In the starry sky, the shuttle flashed like a streamer.
But even so, Zhao Yan still couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the void.
The distance between the two was very dead, and the ethereal spirit seemed to have an obsession, constantly chasing Zhao Yan's space-time shuttle.
"Okay, even if your realm is at the supreme level, I don't believe that your energy will never run out?" Zhao Yan said, and another handful of purple spirit crystals appeared in his hand.
That's right, the energy used in this space-time shuttle is purple spirit crystal, which shows how rich the great forces of these sacred star fields are, and the energy crystal to be consumed by a space-time shuttle used by Gong Yubin is purple spirit crystal.
You must know that even the battleships of the Heavenly Mandate Divine Palace are only the best spirit stones used.
Fortunately, Zhao Yan's body had run out of purple spirit crystals at all, otherwise, how could he escape from the pursuit of this void spirit.
But even so, Zhao Yan had no confidence that he would be able to escape.
Because Zhao Yan found that the void spirit had been able to keep pace with himself, but it didn't look like he was using all his strength.
"This is too fucking too much, isn't it, does Lao Tzu use a space-time shuttle?" Zhao Yan couldn't help but burst out foul.
However, Zhao Yan, who had just burst out of foul language, was stunned.
Because in front of him, another ethereal spirit appeared.
It's over, he doesn't necessarily have to deal with one ethereal spirit, and two of them appear this time, what should I do?
When the second ethereal spirit appeared, Zhao Yan immediately stopped, because there was no need to escape, under the outflanking of the two ethereal spirits, it was impossible for him to escape.
So, Zhao Yan simply took back the space-time shuttle directly, and was alone, suspended in the void, facing the two void spirits.
"Haha, you two, hello, are you interested in making friends?" Zhao Yan beckoned to the two void spirits and asked.
Naturally, the two ethereal spirits would not answer.
The so-called ethereal spirits are a very special kind of existence, they have spirits similar to soul bodies, they have simple spiritual intelligence, but they can't really communicate, and only some ethereal spirits with special means can control them.
And Zhao Yan's understanding of the ethereal spirit was almost zero, so he didn't know that the ethereal spirit could not communicate.
But he soon understood, because, by the time he had said this, the two ethereals had already begun to attack him.
Two very pure heaven and earth energies struck at him.
With that kind of energy output, Zhao Yan at this moment will definitely not be able to do it.
The emperor is the emperor, and the venerable is the venerable, which are two completely different concepts, and the most fundamental difference between them lies in the absorption and output of energy.
Zhao Yan is indeed able to fight beyond the level, but as the level increases, the level he can surpass becomes less and less, which is also inevitable.
Because the higher you improve, the greater the gap in strength between the various levels.
It's not that just because you're so talented that you can fight beyond a few levels, let alone fight beyond a single realm.
Seeing the two ethereal spirits attacking him at the same time, Zhao Yan's eyes widened, and he flashed without hesitation and appeared in the other direction.
But what he didn't expect was that when he had just appeared in another place, the attack of the two ethereals had already arrived.
The powerful attack of "Boom ......" and the powerful collision of Zhao Yan's powerful physical body released an incomparably powerful energy fluctuation.
And Zhao Yan's body, under this collision, flew directly out of a distance of hundreds of miles.
"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhao Yan's face immediately turned pale.
This is the first time, Zhao Yan has been ruthlessly crushed for the first time, and he has no backhand.
Even if he had a powerful and incomparable body, it was only in the realm of the emperor level, and at this moment, under the attack of the Venerables, especially the two Venerables, he really had no backhand.
However, this is far from over, the two void spirits also followed Zhao Yan at the moment he flew out, and when Zhao Yan vomited blood, they both shot again, and Zhao Yan was knocked away again.
"Poof......" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out hundreds of miles again.
"No, if you continue like this, you will definitely be killed, and these two guys can't communicate yet, and there is no room for negotiation. ”
"You have to find a way to escape!"
Zhao Yan had thought of entering the small world before, but he was facing a void spirit, or a high-level void spirit, and entering the small world by himself was tantamount to exposing the space portal of the small world to two void spirits, and when the time came, let alone himself, everyone in the small world would have to die.
The reason why Zhao Yan was able to enter and exit the small world at all times was because he controlled the empty mind portal of the small world.
It is said that it is a space portal, but it is actually a space crack, a link between the real world and the small world, and a space opening that the emperor who refined the small world at the beginning used the power of space to forcibly tear apart.
This kind of portal can still defend against strong people of the same level, but to defend against strong people of higher level than oneself is simply a fool's dream.
Especially the Void Spirit, the Void Spirit is an illusory existence, they are very sensitive to the Void Crack, if they feel the existence of the Void Crack, they will find it as soon as possible, and when Zhao Yan wants to escape, the chance will be even more slim.
"Do you want to give it a try with Xiaoxue?" Zhao Yan still thought of Xiaoxue.
Xiaoxue is the spirit of all spirits, also known as the spirit ancestor, and the void spirit is also a spirit, Xiaoxue should be able to restrain and control it, right?
But Zhao Yan didn't dare to take risks, Xiaoxue couldn't deter the two void spirits, so where did Xiaoxue still have a chance to continue to follow him?
The idea that just popped up was decisively denied by Zhao Yan.
In the process of flying, Zhao Yan decided that the next time he was attacked, he must forcibly change direction, so that the two voids could not find him at all.
However, at this moment, a starry sky battleship suddenly came from afar, and the two ethereal spirits immediately felt the existence of the starry sky battleship, so the two ethereal spirits listened for the time being, as if they were receiving some kind of command.
A moment later, they headed towards Zhao Yan and the Star Battleship respectively.
One went to chase Zhao Yan, and the other went in the direction of the Star Battleship.
Zhao Yan also saw the star battleship, but he couldn't tell which force the star battleship belonged to.
He didn't have the heart to care about this at the moment, and now that there was only one Void Spirit left chasing him, his chances of escaping doubled.
So, when the void spirit attacked him again, Zhao Yan directly used the power of the sword to cover his body, tried to hurt the void spirit, and then blessed him with the power of thunder and lightning, and escaped with all his might.
With a "zila" sound, the power of the sword really hurt the hand of the void spirit, and the void spirit had a momentary stagnation, and Zhao Yan escaped thousands of miles away with the help of the power of thunder and lightning.
And he didn't stop, running away in any direction.
I don't know how long it took for Zhao Yan to realize that there was no longer an ethereal spirit behind him.
"Did you finally escape?" Zhao Yan Lingzhi felt the surroundings, and then said with a long breath.
However, just after receiving this sentence, Zhao Yan felt a trace of palpitations again.
Because, at this moment, he is already in an extremely dark space.
To describe it as not seeing five fingers, he felt that it was too much.
Because there was not a trace of light here, even if he urged the Delusional Pupil, he might not be able to tell where this was?
"Where have I been?" Zhao Yan asked blankly.
Naturally, he was not answered.
So, he could only wander aimlessly, in a fixed direction.
I don't know how long he walked, but he suddenly felt an attraction in front of him, and he was sucking himself in little by little.
"Oh no, I can't seem to control my body anymore!" Zhao Yan shouted in horror.
He struggled, but to no avail, and he was sucked in.
Not only that, but after he felt that he had entered an involuntary space, his head began to swell, and his body seemed to be under unprecedented pressure, and gradually, he lost consciousness.
Zhao Yan, who was already seriously injured, was injured by this kind of soul at this time, so he naturally couldn't bear it and fell asleep.
On an official road, a horse-drawn carriage was moving forward rapidly, and the driver on the horse looked very anxious, and from time to time he looked behind him, as if he was fleeing.
From inside the carriage, a very nice woman's voice came: "Uncle Zhong, if you really can't escape, you can leave me behind and run for your life!"
"Miss, didn't you slap Uncle Zhong in the face with this? I am deeply grateful to Madame, how can I abandon you at this time, Miss, don't speak, you are not in good health, and this is coupled with the fatigue of the boat, you can maintain a strength, we will soon arrive in the Shendu, and when we arrive in the Shendu, we will be saved when we see the master!" said the coachman with a sincere and concerned face.
"Yes, hopefully!" the voice seemed to be a little uncertain, but also a little expectant.
The speeding carriage flashed past a place where a man covered in blood was lying in the grass by the side of the road, and his fingers moved slightly.
At this moment, the curtain on the window of the carriage was torn and lifted, and a beautiful face glanced towards the gap, and happened to see the figure covered in blood.
The beautiful woman couldn't help but cover her mouth, and she didn't take it lightly, but then she reacted and hurriedly shouted to the coachman: "Uncle Zhong, there seems to be an injured person there, should we save him!"
Uncle Zhong said helplessly: "Miss, we are all in danger of protecting ourselves, how can we still save people?"
"Uncle Zhong, if we don't meet it, forget it, since we have met it, let's go down and see, in case he is still saved, and we don't go down to save him, we missed the opportunity to save people in vain, wouldn't it be a pity?" the beauty persuaded.
"Oops, Miss......"
"Uncle Zhong, don't say it, anyway, you and I are also the ones who are going to suffer, and we can be regarded as sympathetic to him, so if we can lend a hand, let's help!" the woman said very stubbornly.
Uncle Zhong couldn't help it, as long as he turned the horse's head and rushed back.
The carriage soon came to the location of the blood-colored figure, and the woman stepped out of the carriage with the help of the coachman.
When he saw the blood-colored figure, he couldn't help but cover his mouth again and said, "Why is he so seriously injured? What kind of enemy would be so heavy-handed!"
The woman knew at a glance that this blood-colored figure was too badly injured, and there was no good place on her body.
Moreover, she can still feel that this blood-colored figure, the bones and meridians of the whole body are all broken, fortunately, the dantian and Zifu were not injured, in this case, there is still salvation!
"Uncle Zhong, turn him around, and I'll heal him!" the woman ordered.
"Miss, the person chasing us may be able to catch up soon, if you heal him here, I'm afraid it will be ......"
"Uncle Zhong is right, then help him into the carriage, and we will heal him in the carriage!" said the woman.
The coachman shook his head helplessly once, then turned Zhao Yan's body over, and prepared to help him into the carriage.
But the moment the figure was turned over, a handsome and unparalleled face appeared in front of the woman's eyes, which made the woman's face feel feverish, and she said, "It's really handsome!"
At the same time, the coachman couldn't help but praise: "What a handsome offspring!"
At this moment, that face was obviously Zhao Yan's face, but at this time, Zhao Yan was as if he was dead, his limbs were deformed, his meridians were broken, and he was like a wasted person.
What the hell happened to him? No one knows, even he doesn't know where he is at the moment, and he doesn't even know what happened to Fang Asheng, right?
After helping Zhao Yan into the carriage, the woman put a pill into Zhao Yan's mouth, and then reached out and stroked it all over Zhao Yan's body, and a pure power of heaven and earth soon began to nourish Zhao Yan's body.
"Chase, the carriage is ahead, don't let them enter the Divine Capital!" a fierce voice came from behind.
When the coachman heard this, he shook his head and said, "It's all fate!"