Chapter 195: The Ten Princes
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In a mountain forest quite far away from Ling Baiya and them.
Su Ming looked at the reckless mountain forest with a somewhat ugly face, and there were blood stains appearing in the corners of his eyes, obviously using that kind of probing pupil technique.
"Can't find it?" Seeing his complexion, Wang Yang's heart sank.
Su Ming nodded and said, "She is too fast, she has already thrown us away from us, and I can't see it." ”
Wang Yang's face was indifferent, and he slammed his fist on the big tree in front of him, directly blasting it away, venting the anger in his heart.
This time, they thought that they had a mental calculation or not, so they exchanged their injuries for injuries to hurt Ling Tianji, this kind of opportunity, I am afraid it will be difficult to find it again in the future, but now, it is still to let Ling Tianjian run.
This will undoubtedly become a major problem for them.
Su Ming shook his head and said, "I can't control him now, let's let them leave their names on the imperial monument first." ”
He looked at the four figures behind him.
Wang Yang said lightly: "Are you sure you won't achieve those top pride in the Ancestral Void Continent?"
Behind Su Ming, among the four people, the delicate woman with long fiery red hair also laughed out loud when she heard this, and said, "Actually, you can try it yourself." ”
Between the words, he was full of provocation, and he was obviously not afraid of Wang Yang.
"What kind of characters can come out of a small Ancestral Void Continent?" spoke a tower-like young man, his body was strong, and on his body, faint lines of light appeared, and his face also showed a trace of disdain.
Wang Yang's expression was indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest anger because of their words, and said, "That's good, lest if you are killed, no one will collect your corpse." ”
After Wang Yang finished speaking, his body moved, and his feet soared into the sky.
The four proud sons of the Ninth True Realm had cold eyes and wanted to stop them, but they saw Su Ming wave his hand and stop them.
"The battle of words is meaningless, show it with action. ”
Su Ming looked at Wang Yang's figure and said lightly: "These top Tianjiao represent the spirit of the younger generation of the Ancestral Void Continent, as long as they are defeated, it will crush their hearts, and this time the creation of the Central Ancestral Land, they will naturally not dare to be greedy anymore." ”
"So..."
He smiled faintly at the four of them, and in the laughter, there was a sense of forest.
"Ancestral Void used to be a place where gods were created, but now it is in ruins, and the Ninth True Realm will eventually rise. ”
Shout!
A thunder and fire aura swept across the sky, and finally fell down on a mountain, and the light dissipated, revealing Ling Haochu's figure.
At this time, his face was a little gloomy, because after the day's rush, he kept inquiring about the news, but he still didn't get any information related to Ji.
This central ancestral land is too vast.
"It's too inefficient for such headless flies to find it. Ling Haochu frowned, wanting more information, obviously he had to go to the place where the crowd gathered.
"Along the way, the people in this area are all heading to the southwest, and it is said that there is a golden pond over there, which is full of golden light and extremely mysterious, and it is a top-notch creation manifestation. Ling Haochu's face was groaning.
"There will be a lot of pride there, it is a place where information gathers, and if you go there, you should be able to get the news of Gua. ”
Ling Hao's eyes flickered, and he no longer hesitated, and when the aura surged, he once again turned into thunder and fire and rose to the sky.
Half a day later.
A continuous mountain range appeared in Ling Haochu's field of vision, and above that mountain range, there was a thick fog all year round, so that people could not see the scene inside, and in the dense fog, there were hidden aura fluctuations, so that there was a dangerous aura in it.
It's just faint, through the boundless fog, it seems to be able to see, in the deepest part, there is a little mysterious golden light looming...
And at the edge of the mountain range, you can see countless lights and shadows constantly sweeping from all directions, and the battle is quite spectacular.
Obviously, the news of the creation of that "golden pool" has already spread.
Ling Haochu's figure fell directly towards the edge of the mountain range, and he also did not dare to fall into the dense fog, for fear of provoking unknown creatures.
The figure fell into the deep forest, and it was the periphery of the mountain range at this time, and many figures could be seen sweeping towards the mountain range, and he also followed it, stopping people from time to time to ask.
After some inquiry, there is a little bit of news, but most people only said that they had vaguely seen Wang Yang and others pursuing, but they didn't know the specific direction and location.
This made Ling Haochu's brows furrow deeper and deeper.
Ling Haochu's speed did not stop, and the surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and many beast roars could be heard in the distance, and there were faint violent aura fluctuations coming out.
Ling Hao swept out of the deep forest, and a flat ground appeared in front of him, but his steps suddenly stopped, because in front of him, a figure appeared at some point.
The figure, on the clothes, faintly had a sword-like pattern, and there was an extremely cold aura emanating from the body, making the air around it become cold.
Ling Haochu looked at this figure, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't speak, he wanted to turn and leave.
Laugh at!
However, just as he turned around, the figure raised his palm, and a burst of gray qi shot out from his sleeve, which actually made a steel sound with a sword roar, and swept away towards Ling Haochu like lightning.
Ling Haochu's backhand was a punch, the thunder fire aura surged, and the air was shocked, and the sword qi was shattered with one punch.
When the sword qi was shattered, Ling Haochu felt a cold aura invade his body, and even the flow of blood became slow, and his flesh and blood stiffened.
However, just as the gray aura was about to erode further, a blood-red aura roared and devoured it in one gulp.
"Huh?"
The figure let out a subtle startling sound.
Ling Haochu looked at him with a frown, and said, "Who are you?"
He didn't seem to know him, but the latter made a move as soon as they met, apparently coming at him.
The figure slowly turned around, and I saw that it was an ordinary-looking young man, but there was a different kind of resoluteness between his eyebrows, as if his entire body was like a sharp sword, ready to shoot out at any time.
He smiled softly and said slowly: "Zhao Guo, Yan Cangming." ”
"Cangming?" Ling Haochu was stunned, then looked at the sword he had been holding in his hand, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said, "Zhao Guo, the tenth prince?"
The young man stared at him with a blank expression.
Ling Haochu shrugged his shoulders and said, "The ten princes of the dignified Zhao Kingdom, the unparalleled sword path, what do you have nothing to do to stop me?" ”
The young man named Yan Cangming said lightly: "I used to owe Su Rihai a favor. ”
Ling Haochu suddenly realized that it was a helper invited by Su Rihai, this guy is really capable, and even a top arrogant son like the Ten Princes can be moved.
(End of chapter)