The two of them didn't notice the change in the rear, and their bodies were extremely fast, and they finally arrived there. The pen and fun pavilion touched www.biquge.info palm, and there was actually a layer of shield, and Zhao Wuchang smiled and took out the disc again.

Airplanes.

The disc sprinkled soft light and wrapped the two of them into the shield, and the shield whispered, cracking a crack and swallowing the disc inside.

The soft light dissipated, and Zhao Wuchang stretched out his hand and then swept the falling disc around, and finally fixed it on an altar not far away.

On the altar, a shadow knelt down, her hair was shining with a hint of inspiration, and her body had a faint mist that made it slightly mysterious, her face was not very clear, but the edges and corners of her cheeks looked like a beauty.

Yang Yuanhao will not be an exception, before entering this place, he was curious about Qianying, why are there people worshipping here in this place?!

Under the gaze of the two of them, in the direction of the altar, Qianying seemed to have sensed it, and slowly turned her face, and the cheek gradually became clearer. Suddenly, when he saw Qianying's face, Yang Yuanhao was stunned.

"Brother and sister, ......" Suddenly, Zhao Wuchang pointed at the shadow and shouted.

For a while, Yang Yuanhao's face stiffened, and the girl's cheeks were also red.

Zhao Wuchang can open his mouth to call his younger siblings, there is only one person, the granddaughter of Venerable Feng, Sun Yingying.

The girl on the altar is none other than Sun Yingying! At this time, the peerless face was covered with redness, and there was a little anger in the big smart eyes, and the eyes were waiting for Zhao Wuchang, who was pointing at him.

"Hmph." The girl snorted, and an invisible ripple spread from her body, directly to Zhao Wuchang.

Bang!

Zhao Wuchang was startled, and hurriedly jumped up, and the ripples spread to a big tree in the distance, and in an instant, the big tree broke.

"What a strong force!" Yang Yuanhao's eyes widened, and in the ripples of Fang Cai, he sensed the power of the aura, which showed that the attack just now was only a means of the spirit body.

"Her spirit is even stronger! No wonder, the mist on the surface of the body is a vision condensed by spiritual energy! ”

Yang Yuanhao was surprised, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and the girl in front of him had a deeper understanding of the spirit body.

"Brother and sister, you are so ruthless, don't think that if you are a girl, I won't make a move." Zhao Wuchang jumped back, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted. "If I make a move, don't cry!"

On the other side, Sun Yingying bit her teeth lightly, and there was a glow between her eyebrows. Seeing this, Yang Yuanhao's figure moved in front of Zhao Wuchang, and the light on his forehead also lit up, meaning to shoot at any time.

Seeing this, Sun Yingying frowned slightly, snorted, got up and walked towards the center of the altar.

"Why are you stopping me?" Zhao Wuchang pouted, as if Yang Yuanhao had disturbed him to show his strength.

"We're no match for her." Yang Yuanhao removed the light on his forehead and turned his head to say quietly. "Although her ontological strength is only the peak of the spirit realm, her spiritual strength is probably already at the middle grade of the Imitation Master's mortal rank, and she can even barely exert the power of the upper grade."

The invisible words made Zhao Wuchang stunned, with an unbelievable look on his face, how old is that girl, fifteen or sixteen years old?! At such an age, you can exert the power of a mortal rank timmer?!

How can this not be amazing?!

Even if the fifteen-year-old Mortal Rank Pattern Copying Master is in his family, and even in any family or sect in the mainland, he is probably the key cultivation object!

After all, the youngest Mortal-Rank Pattern Copying Master in the history of the continent was only fourteen years old, and that person was the mysterious woman who was the first Saint-Rank Pattern Copying Master!

Zhao Wuchang was extremely surprised in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Sun Yingying's side. Suddenly, he froze.

"Huh? She's a person?! ”

Hearing this, Yang Yuanhao was so busy that he turned his head and looked for the girl's figure on the altar. For a moment, his brows furrowed.

The two of them flew to the altar and were taken aback, what kind of altar is this, it is completely like the ground of this piece of heaven and earth. The altar stretches as far as the eye can see, and the corners are infinitely spreading, and I don't know how big it is, and this is the center of it. On the altar, countless cumbersome sigils were depicted, and when I looked carefully at the place where the two of them were standing just now, I could see some sigils vaguely, but many of them had been erased from the friction of the road.

Yang Yuanhao's eyes moved, and he swept around the altar, and found that this altar turned out to be a magic circle, and it was very similar to the most difficult teleportation circle to arrange, and this kind of magic circle could not be arranged without the strength of the master of the copy.

Staring at the place where Sun Yingying disappeared just now, he sensed carefully, it turned out to be the eye of this teleportation array, and it can also be said that it is all of this array, once it is destroyed, then the entire teleportation array will become a pile of waste stones.

"Could it be?! The entire circle is half-destroyed, and only the eye of the array is available? Yang Yuanhao guessed, because he didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations in other parts of the circle, only the array of eyes......

"...... there," he said, pointing his finger at the eye of the array, and Zhao Wuchang's eyes also lit up with a dazzling golden light, and his gaze turned to the eye of the array.

"There's a small teleportation array." Zhao Wuchang put away the golden light and said.

Teleportation array?!

Yang Yuanhao frowned, if it was a teleportation array, Sun Yingying's strength would have been able to find out a long time ago, but why did she take so long to teleport, and she has been kneeling down, who is it?!

Although it was suspicion, it was still with Zhao Wuchang.

As the two stepped onto the Formation, a dark purple beam of light slowly rose from beneath their feet.

Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao's heart beat violently, and when he looked at Zhao Wuchang, he found that his expression was also unnatural. The two of them glanced at each other, and their bodies jumped out of the beam in a panic and jumped out of the array.

Rumble!

At the moment when the two of them retreated, the dark purple beam of light suddenly skyrocketed, directly hitting that piece of sky, and in an instant, the void cracked, and the black cracks of the Dao Dao appeared, and then slowly healed between the flow of essence and qi between heaven and earth.

"Goo."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yuanhao and the others couldn't help but drool.

If the two of them didn't dodge just now, then the two of them would be shattered in an instant, and the power to shatter the void was not something they could bear.

"This ...... What kind of teleportation array is this, it's clearly a peerless killing array! Cold sweat slid down Zhao Wuchang's cheeks, and his complexion was lost.

Yang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was even more suspicious in his heart, how did Sun Yingying disappear, is it related to her kneeling?

His brows seemed to shrink together, and there was a faint mark in the center of his eyebrows.

Zhao Wuchang was taken aback, is it going to appear again?!

Yang Yuanhao kept thinking about it, and his eyes kept sweeping around the altar, but he couldn't find any trace of Sun Yingying's disappearance.

"Tear the sky." He drank softly, his handprints slapped, and a huge white palm gradually emerged.

Tear the heavens!

Yang Yuanhao's strength has improved, and it is also a little easier for him to use the sky-tearing hand.

He snapped, pressed his palm down, and his sky-tearing hand also slapped down.

Bang!

Smoke and dust rose and gusts of wind swept up, blowing off the trees on all sides.

Put away the handprint, brushed away the smoke and dust, and looked again, and was suddenly surprised that there was no crack in the place where the heaven-tearing hand patted it!

Yang Yuanhao and the others both looked at the altar that was slapped down by the tearing hand, and their eyes were full of surprise.

For the Heaven Tearing Hand, the Fame of the Force Heavenly King, Yang Yuanhao has never doubted its power, although he can't use the full power of the Heaven Tearing Hand now, but after all, as a cultivator of the Venerable Body Realm, he will not be so inferior!

When Zhao Wuchang rolled up his sleeves and was about to bombard again, Yang Yuanhao stopped him.

"This is an altar left over from ancient times, its material is extremely hard, and it definitely has a certain mechanism."

He walked to the place where Sun Yingying knelt down, there was only one large rune and nothing special, he stomped on his feet, then looked up at the sky again, and finally suddenly turned to the top of a towering tree facing here.

The middle position of the towering tree was directly facing here, and there was a vague rune there, and the rune was exactly the same as the larger rune here, and Yang Yuanhao was stunned.

"Hmph." Yang Yuanhao snorted lightly, sat cross-legged on the rune, flicked his fingers, and pinched out a handprint.

In the distance, Zhao Wuchang Yang Yuanhao sat down and couldn't help but wonder, but he didn't ask, because he knew that the invisible did not do useless work.

On the rune, the glow between Yang Yuanhao's eyebrows flashed, and a luminous pocket figure drilled out, it had the general appearance of Yang Yuanhao, this was his spirit body.

The spirit appeared, floating in front of Yang Yuanhao's brow, with the same handprint on his small hand.

Airplanes.

The spirit body trembled, its mouth opened slightly, and a light spat out from its mouth, spraying towards the runes on the towering tree.

In an instant, the runes on the giant tree and Yang Yuanhao sitting down lit up at the same time, and they all shot out a ray of light. Two rays of light joined somewhere in the void, and from the corner where the two rays met, another ray of light shot downward.

The light gradually became larger in the process of shooting, and finally turned into a beam of light, which shot only a hundred steps away from where Yang Yuanhao was sitting.

Rumble!

The beam of light disappeared there, and the altar surface there was cracked, and a black void crack was slowly rising, finally freezing above the altar.

Looking at the black crack, Yang Yuanhao was stunned, this is, a teleportation array?!

At the same time as the black crack appeared, in the distance, the golden light in Zhao Wuchang's eyes brightened again.

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