Chapter 63: Lone Peak: Hurricane's Blade
Sycamore Secret Realm, in the atrium.
As Wei Lanying's figure appeared as if it had changed shapes, a golden vortex appeared above the sky shrouded by the remnants.
Seeing this, Yang Zhenlong, who was outside the martial arts platform, hurriedly opened his mouth and asked, "Wei... Deputy Hall Master, I wonder if my sister is still awake? When will I be back?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhenlong seemed to recall that before, Deputy Hall Master Wei's fierce palm-like words were extremely respectful.
Wei Lanying, whose figure flashed in front of the throne, glanced at Yang Zhenlong and said softly, "Well, you don't have to worry. She's already been out of the illusion by me, but it should take a while before she returns! After all, with her strength, it will take a lot of effort to get rid of the phantom!"
"I think you should wait for a while!" he said that, he ignored Yang Zhenlong, and closed on the throne to recuperate.
"Yes, Deputy Hall Master Wei. ”
Seeing Wei Lanying say this, Yang Zhenlong, who still kept his hands raised and bowed, breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. After all, in today's martial arts exercise, the Yang family has already suffered serious losses. If Yang Meier said anything more about mistakes, he would really be alone.
Then, Yang Zhenlong respectfully retreated to his position and waited quietly.
In this way, after about a quarter of an hour, a blood-red mist appeared in the golden vortex in the firmament.
After a while, Yang Meier's blood-red figure like a bee saucer completely appeared at the entrance of the vortex cave. Looking at it, its graceful body was wrapped in blood-red armor, and the already white jade peak was even more towering under the armor.
And behind Yang Meier, the pair of light butterfly wings glowing red revealed a trace of soft charm in the blood.
Yang Mei'er, who was standing at the mouth of the whirlpool, glanced at it slightly, and flew towards where Yang Zhenlong was.
"Big brother, I'm back!"
Looking at Yang Meier, who was safe and sound, Yang Zhenlong couldn't help but respond with relief: "Well, it's good to come back, it's good to come back!"
With Yang Zhenlong's words, in a trance, the well-known underground overlord of Cangwu City seemed to have become an ordinary person, and his eyes were full of love.
has landed, Yang Meier, who hugged Yang Zhenlong, felt the changes in Yang Zhenlong, and couldn't help but say with a little self-blame: "It's all because I was accidentally confused by the phantom, and now I am not in danger, and I have even lost my qualifications." ”
Seeing this, Yang Zhenlong hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, don't worry, as long as the person is fine." ”
After some greetings, Yang Meier withdrew the power of silence around her. In an instant, a thick blood-colored mist rose from its body, enveloping it tightly. After a while, when the fog dissipated, Yang Mei'er had already returned to her usual appearance.
At this moment, Wei Lanying, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, quietly opened her eyes and said to everyone: "Since the three of the four heavenly paths have been completed, then I will make this last road faster." ”
As he spoke, he didn't wait for everyone to react, and the energy in his hands surged. A huge torrent of golden energy rose into the sky, slamming into the remnants of the sky.
"Boom!"
With a loud roar, the scene reflected in the remnants of the sky became clear in vain.
"Well, after all, it's a little old. However, it must be faster this way, and the beast in the next level should be slightly stronger. ”
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Huqiu Dragon Island, Lone Peak Heavenly Road.
Meng Ze's thin figure was climbing to the top of the mountain with difficulty between the steep peaks at the moment.
At the same time, the wind howling in the sky roared like a ferocious beast. And the gusts of wind that came in front of him were like invisible blades, leaving traces of blood spilling on Meng Ze's robe.
However, as the altitude continued to rise, the already fierce wind became more and more violent.
Feeling the pressure in the air around him, because the altitude continued to rise, and his breathing became more and more rapid, Meng Ze couldn't help but gasp and said: "Although this mountain peak is very high, this wind seems to be a little too much!"
As he spoke, Meng Ze couldn't help but stop his steps of climbing, and his eyes looked around carefully.
However, as Meng Ze's gaze scanned, the surroundings were as steep as ever, with steep stone peaks, and the sound of the wind roaring like a demon, and there was no trace of green and life on the rock wall.
After a while, Meng Ze shook his head and sighed slightly disappointed: "Hey, it's true that I'm thinking too much!
"If this was in Huaxia River City, I guess I would have entered an underground shelter long ago!"
While speaking, Meng Ze couldn't help but glance at it with interest, and the layer of red that shrouded in the skin revealed a trace of golden energy film, and then smiled softly: "However, now that I have entered the realm of disciples, I can still stand here." ”
"However, it is a little embarrassing!"
Then, Meng Ze looked at the wisps of blood spilling from under the clothes, and the original smiling face disappeared.
After pondering for a while, Meng Ze said softly: "It should be a little faster, after all, I have just arrived at the disciple realm not long ago." God knows how long this weather will last, and I don't know when I'll be able to pass the first level!"
As he spoke, Meng Ze continued to climb towards the top of the mountain, but the pace under his feet was a little faster than before.
After a long while, although Meng Ze felt that he had been walking for a long time, it was so close to the top of the mountain that it seemed that it would never be near or far.
"I'm going! What's going on, isn't it what Huaxia called 'ghosts hitting the wall'? But... It shouldn't be! What the hell can happen in a place where birds don't!"
Meng Ze, who stopped and stopped, couldn't help but take a closer look, hoping to find a way to go out to the top of the mountain from the surrounding environment.
"It's... It's nothing! but..."
"Boom!"
However, just as Meng Ze's face was full of doubts, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in the sky. Then I saw a gold and silver vortex appear in the sky.
"This is..."
When the thunder exploded in his ears, Meng Ze's already vigilant mood was instantly pinched up.
In an instant, the howling wind around the mountain peak where Meng Ze was located frantically swirled around the gold and silver vortex in the sky.
As the wind gathered at great speed, a sound full of excitement and arrogance came from the center of the whirlpool storm.
"Haha! It's... Energy! Surging energy!Boy, I finally don't have to use those yin tricks anymore!"
"Don't you want to reach the top of the mountain and pass through the heavenly path, as long as you can overcome me, then I will let you go!"
Feeling the sound coming from the whirlpool of the storm, he increased the force that enveloped him a little, and quietly placed a palm behind his back.
"Haha, boy, I'm not that good at the top of the lonely peak, so let's try my Hurricane Blade first!"
As he spoke, he saw that before the whirlpool, the wind that had not gathered and formed seemed to have become like it had spiritual intelligence, and it gathered wildly. In a matter of moments, a huge transparent wind blade was formed.
"Hurricane Blade - Slash!"
Seeing the Hurricane Blade suspended in the sky in front of him, Meng Ze couldn't help but say in shock: "I... Why is this thing so big! Can the uncle give me that boxing glove resist it!"
"And, recently... The old master has always asked me to cultivate soul power and fetal qi, and I am now... What a means of attack!"
As he spoke, Meng Ze's face became more and more sad.
But even so, the oncoming hurricane blade did not show the slightest sign of stopping, and seeing this, Meng Ze could only say helplessly: "Hey! There is an old saying in Huaxia that doesn't say, 'one goes through everything'! I hope that the things in the spiritual world can move a little!"
...... To be continued