On Kunpeng's back, standing in the wind, it was actually Zhang Yunxian!

Zong Chao and the others were all taken aback!

"Zong Chao, you are really a good descendant of the saint!" Zhang Yunxian's cold voice fell from the sky to the ears of every member of the Bright Altar, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"Not only did you not obey the teachings of the saints, but you even pretended to be clever, using the Apocalypse to help you break the ban, and wanted to take the essence accumulated in the past thousand years as your own, hehe, what a good calculation and good means!"

Zhang Yunxian laughed angrily.

Zong Chao's face was very gloomy, how could he have imagined that things would evolve into such a situation?

Originally, I thought that the apocalypse who had not awakened was not much different from ordinary cultivators, and he lowered his posture and used a half-truth story to use him and use it, and when he became a saint, he didn't have to pay attention to the apocalypse himself.

But right now, the Apocalypse didn't know where to come up with such a divine beast, completely disrupting all his plans, how could this be good?

He thought to himself, even if he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy now, he was afraid that Zhang Yunxian might not necessarily let him go, right?

Just when Zong Chao's mind was entangled and hesitating, Zhang Yunxian suddenly felt a shaking under his feet, and when he looked down, Kunpeng was faintly showing signs of imminent collapse for some reason.

"Damn! At such a critical moment, you will drop the chain for me?" Zhang Yunxian suddenly became anxious, not understanding what was wrong with Kunpeng.

"City Lord, it's time!" Aunt Mei's spiritual thoughts resurfaced in Zhang Yunxian's mind again.

"What does it mean when the time comes?" Zhang Yunxian wondered for a moment, and then reacted instantly.

He suddenly remembered that every time he turned into spiritual power, that is, the objects made of spiritual power could not exist in the world for a long time, and according to the strength of the spiritual power owner, they all had a certain timeliness.

At present, this reincarnation city has identified itself as the master, so the length of existence of this Kunpeng formed by spiritual power is naturally determined by the cultivation of its own spiritual power.

In other words, the time for Kunpeng to transform this time has reached the limit point, and he will immediately re-transform into spiritual power and be classified into the city of reincarnation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yunxian no longer dared to hesitate.

"Aunt Mei, hurry up and open the city of reincarnation!"

He hurriedly sent out a spiritual thought.

Under the expressions of Zong Chao and the others, the Ding of Reincarnation quickly opened the two ancient city gates full of coercion, and Kunpeng finally couldn't support it anymore, and let out a long roar of "chirp~", turning into colorful spiritual power, and all of them were recalled by the City of Reincarnation.

"This ...... What is it?"

Zong Chao's shock was beyond measure, but what made him even more unexpected was still to come.

Zhang Yun idler was in mid-air, and shouted loudly: "Reincarnation, return!"

The bronze giant tripod, which was hundreds of zhang high, turned into a blue light in an instant, and it disappeared into his body in a flash.

"Altar Master, this Ding is really an artifact, can it actually be incorporated into the body of the Apocalypse?" Mo Shaotian's eyes were bigger than the copper bell, and he couldn't believe the scene he saw.

If there is any sect of cultivators in this world who are most adept at this kind of immortal method, it must be this group of people from the Altar of Light, and the divine techniques left by the Meng Ying Sage in their hands may be the only treasures on this planet that have not been lost due to historical discontinuity.

But even they had never seen such a miracle.

Isn't this a scene that only exists in myths and legends?

Zong Chao didn't hear what Mo Shaotian was saying at all, and all his thoughts fell on Zhang Yunxian, who was as unfathomable as a god in the air, along with the disappearing giant ding.

Is this the Apocalypse?

He suddenly felt that all the plans he had made were so ridiculous.

"Altar Master, the Apocalypse is about to escape!" Mo Shaotian saw Zhang Yunxian drawing a passing light curtain in the air, and hurriedly pushed a petrified Zong Chao, wanting to ask him what his group of people should do.

Zong Chao came back to his senses, and a thousand thoughts turned in his heart in an instant.

"Activate the ultimate prohibition of the enchantment, and the Apocalypse must not escape from our Altar of Light!" he commanded.

Zhang Yunxian was carrying a treasure, and he had also harvested the essence accumulated in this courtyard for thousands of years, once he was allowed to escape, Zong Chao didn't have to think about it to know what kind of consequences the Bright Altar would wait for.

That's the revenge of a saint!

The Apocalypse will become the only Sage realm on this planet!

"You must stop him, at all costs!" Zong Chao didn't dare to think about it anymore, he had to do his best to stop this from happening, "Kunpeng can't help him anymore, we must not give him any chance to breathe, we must not let him become a saint, otherwise we will all die!"

"Yes, altar master!" Everyone naturally understood the power of this, and they all raised their hands to use magic skills, preparing to intercept Zhang Yunxian separately.

"Listen to me, the enchantment ban of our altar was also laid down by the Sage himself back then, with the current ability of the Apocalypse, it is impossible to break out, everyone just needs to chase him in turn, don't let him have the slightest time to stop, and if he is tired, he must be tired and lie down!"

Zong Chao calmed down and analyzed it carefully, he felt that since Zhang Yunxian couldn't get out, all that was left was to do everything he could to make him have no time to absorb the essence of the Ding, and when he caught him in his hands, the odds were still on his side.

I have to say that his analysis is still very logical.

Zhang Yunxian's comprehension of the Divine Crossing Technique is of course not as good as that of the Bright God Altar, these members who have been practicing for hundreds of years, plus this itself is their own territory, it can be said that the geographical advantage and the people are on their side.

Even if Zhang Yunxian is an apocalypse and enjoys the benefits of time, the number of victories and defeats is still unknown.

Zhang Yunxian soon discovered this, no matter how he wore it, he couldn't get out of the enchantment of this Bright Altar, and every time he appeared for less than half a minute, a large number of altar members would definitely appear behind him.

Fighting is not the best choice, once he can't cut through the mess quickly in a short period of time, it will definitely attract more enemies, no matter how strong his combat power is, it is impossible to fight against the entire Bright God Altar on his own at present.

is just Zong Chao, and he is not sure of victory.

Therefore, he could only keep running aimlessly, and he really responded to Zong Chao's analysis, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

There is only one result of this, naturally his physical strength is consumed, and the original extraordinary recovery speed is obviously a drop in the bucket at the moment.

Zhang Yunxian was chased by everyone all the time, running for a whole day and a night, running almost every inch of the Altar of Light.

"Your sister's! Zong Chao, count yourself ruthless!" Although Zhang Yunxian can not eat, drink, or sleep, he really has no way to deal with his rapidly consuming physical strength.

"If this continues, I will really become the first demi-saint in history to be exhausted to death!" he laughed to himself.

In the pavilion of the small island in the middle of the lake, Zong Chao stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the lake in the distance with a solemn face.

The anxiety on Mo Shaotian's face really couldn't be hidden, he was like an ant on a hot pot, turning around in a hurry.

"Altar Master, it's almost time! If we continue to chase after this, I'm afraid that the Apocalypse will not die of exhaustion, and our people will fall first. ”

"Don't worry, what did Liu Tianlai say when he came to report just now?" Zong Chao asked rhetorically.

Mo Shaotian sighed, "Liu Tian said, the speed of the Apocalypse is obviously more than half slower than yesterday, and the distance crossed several times is less than a kilometer, but our people's physical strength is also very overdrawn, and it is still a little difficult to catch him!"

Zong Chao pondered for a moment, as if talking to himself: "It seems that the Apocalypse is really about to the limit!"

He suddenly raised his head, and said with a firm gaze: "Notify everyone in the altar to go out together, tell everyone, besiege without attacking!

Mo Shaotian took the order, drew a light curtain, and disappeared in place.

In the evening of the same day, Zong Chao finally waited for the message Mo Shaotian sent him.

"Altar Master! The Apocalypse is no longer able to run, trapped by us in the Altar Ruins!"

"Okay!" Zong Chao was excited, and slapped the stone table in the pavilion with a heavy slap.

He almost breathed and rushed to the spot.

In the dense crowd around them, there were thirty or forty torches, and the black ruins of the altar, against the backdrop of the constantly beating firelight, were particularly eerie and terrifying.

Zhang Yunxian was really tired and unhuman, his eyes couldn't open, if it weren't for the slight undulating movement of his chest with his back against the altar, Zong Chao would even doubt whether he had died of exhaustion.

"What my Zong Chao wants, I will definitely be able to get! Even if you are the Apocalypse?" Zong Chao looked at Zhang Yunxian from a distance and said.

Zhang Yunxian ignored him, and it seemed that he really had no strength at all.

"Don't speak, hehe, or if you hand over the bronze tripod, I might consider letting you go?"

"Altar master, can't let it go......" Liu Tian was halfway through his words, when he was suddenly pulled hard by Lu Wuya beside him, and suddenly stopped speaking.

Lu Wuya is a really smart person, and naturally understands that Zong Chao's words are just an expedient measure, and he has offended the Apocalypse to such an extent, with the cautious temperament of the altar master, how could he do such a stupid thing of returning to the mountain.

"Hoo ......"

Zhang Yunxian finally took a breath, "I knew it was like this...... It's better to fight vigorously...... Die...... Dead eyes ...... too"

"Haha, it's too late to regret it now, right? As long as you give me all the treasures in your body, I will never kill you!"

Zhang Yunxian suddenly laughed.

"Huh...... You...... It's true...... Want to?"

Zong Chao listened to Zhang Yunxian's inexplicable laughter, and couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

"What do you want to do?" he asked, furrowed.

Zhang Yunxian rubbed on the ground a few times with difficulty, barely sat up straight, tilted his head and looked at Zong Chao with a smile, and said: "The sect master is always so happy to hunt his heart, this problem is not very good!"

"Hehe, look at your half-dead virtue, what qualifications do you have to teach our altar master?" a man with a full beard on his face in the crowd smugly scolded.

Zhang Yunxian smiled even more presumptuously.

"Hahahaha, that's a good point! What qualifications do I have? Zong Chao is just a beast who is blind and accepted by the descendants of the saints, and I am a dignified apocalypse, just by virtue of this, he treats me as a dog, I can't even look down on him! Teach him a lesson? I don't want to exalt him like this!"

"You are presumptuous!" Mo Shaotian took a step, clenched his hands into fists, and his body turned into a meteor, attacking Zhang Yun idlely.

"Bang!"

After the loud noise, Mo Shaotian flew back upside down and fell in front of everyone's eyes amid everyone's exclamations, and Zhang Yunxian spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was obviously also heavily injured.

"Hehe, I'm the Apocalypse, how can you cats and dogs be casual*!"

Zong Chao gently helped Mo Shaotian up, touched his pulse, couldn't help but snort coldly, pointed at Zhang Yun and said sharply, "Do you think you can escape today?"

"Who said that I was going to escape?" Zhang Yunxian suddenly stood up, looked at Zong Chao with a smile and said, "Come on, Sect Altar Master, everything you want is in my hands, the essence, the divine ding, and the divine beasts!

After saying this, Zhang Yunxian opened his mouth and bit the index finger of his right hand in the stunned eyes of everyone, squeezed out a few drops of fingertip blood and smeared them on the altar behind him.

Zong Chao's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he exclaimed a little inwardly, "What do you want to do?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the black stone that Zhang Yunxian had just wiped with blood actually emitted a bright red luster.

"What's that? What did you do to the altar?" Zong Chao's heart became more and more uneasy, "Give it to me, stop him quickly! Don't let him touch the altar again!"

Although he didn't understand what the significance of Zhang Yunxian doing this, it was obvious that the altar had such a reaction, because they had tried so many methods before, but they had never seen it, could it be that Zhang Yunxian really had a way to feel this mysterious altar?

Zong Chao's heart was like a monstrous wave, and he was panicked. Whether it is Zhang Yunxian or the altar, it is a very important thing for him, he doesn't want to fight chickens and eggs, and finally end up with a bamboo basket and an empty ending.

"Quick, follow me, you must stop him!" Seeing that the red light emitted by the black stone was getting stronger and stronger, Zong Chao couldn't help but let out a hysterical roar.

"Hehe, the deceitful, the person who always deceives! The sect master, it's time for you to taste the good mood of making wedding clothes for others at the end of your hard work, let's say goodbye for a while! Goodbye!"

The bright red light instantly enveloped Zhang Yunxian's whole body, and he disappeared without a trace.

"No!" Seeing that a group of people under his command had not had time to touch the corner of Zhang Yunxian's clothes, he fled, Zong Chao rushed to the front in a frenzy, his fists were covered with white * divine light, and they smashed heavily on the bloodstained black stone like raindrops.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

"Come out to me! This is my altar, and everything in it is my ......."

Everyone looked at each other, they had never seen the altar master lose his mind so much.