Chapter 457, Outside Trends
With the passage of time, in the aura cover space supported by countless Wu powerhouses with aura, black has enveloped everything, becoming the main color of this space, and endless demonic qi is still appearing, adding a strong depressive aura to this space.
These breaths made many of the Wu Tribulation Realm powers feel very unhappy and very irritable, and the breaths of many of them were constantly flickering, and they felt that they could no longer control it.
Gradually, Zhang Heng also changed from the beginning of the laughter to a positive color, because the demon aura contained in the newly appeared black gas became stronger and stronger, and something had already come out.
After sensing that something had appeared, the Wu patriarch Wuyun shouted at everyone: "Be careful, the Lord is here." ”
After speaking, the dark clouds secretly gathered their aura and began to enter a state of preparation.
His words made everyone instantly rejoice.
Is it finally coming?
To be honest, they were in doubt at the moment, they didn't have much chance of winning.
Although they were all powerhouses of the Tribulation Realm, and there were more than sixty Wu powerhouses in the entire field, what they had to face was the extraterrestrial alien race that crisscrossed the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent 60,000 years ago, and the most uncomfortable thing was that that race also carried a higher level of power.
But at this moment, the matter of the demon clan's death was already doomed, and they could only choose to believe in Zhang Heng.
They could only drag the demon clan as much as possible and let Zhang Heng completely exterminate the demon clan.
It didn't take long for an eerie voice to come to mind.
"Hahaha, hahaha......"
"Sixty thousand years...... 60,000 years...... This seat is finally out again. ”
This voice carries the ultimate surprise and unwillingness, giving people a sense of palpitation.
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Outside, inside the Xuan Palace, on the small island that belongs to the Dan Pavilion, the pride of the Xuan Palace's Heavenly Pride Lady Miao Suyi has been staring at the space conjured up by the elders of the Dan Pavilion in the distance, and the scene shown on it is inside the palace of the Yan Kingdom.
The picture shows that Zhang Heng has been staying in the same aura cover with the Sword Saint apprentice Yan Xueqing for more than ten days.
This also made her very puzzled.
Zhang Heng counts...... Even if...... Really want to ...... Errands. Nor can it be...... It can last for more than ten days! Therefore, Miao Suyi guessed that Zhang Heng had probably already played cicada again and left the Imperial City of Yan Kingdom.
Although she really wanted to know where Zhang Heng had gone, after all, she was only a first-order cultivator in the Tianyuan Realm, and her spatial power was not too strong, and the Immortal Cultivation Continent was so big, with her own ability, it was impossible for her to find Zhang Heng in a short period of time.
As for her masters, the cultivation of cultivation at the moment, the alchemy of alchemy, and some people are simply sleeping and pretending to be dead, and no one cares about her at all, so she can only continue to stare here helplessly, with Zhang Heng's character, he will definitely come back.
In fact, Dan Chenzi, the master of the Dan Pavilion, and several other sixth-order alchemists knew that Zhang Heng had already left the Yan Kingdom, and had also gone to the Wu clan, a big family that had completely disappeared for nearly a thousand years, and following Zhang Heng's figure, they naturally knew where the Wu clan was, but out of politeness, they did not use the power of space to explore the Wu clan.
Moreover, the strength of the Wu tribe is no less than that of their Xuangong, and if there is a conflict at that time, it will not be easy to solve.
Therefore, they have been staring at the Imperial City of Yan Kingdom with the power of space, so that if something goes wrong with the Sword Saint apprentice, they can also help in time, as for the matter of the Wu clan, Zhang Heng should be able to solve it!
On the other side, in the Linglong Holy Land, in a luxuriously decorated and resplendent palace, the Linglong Holy Lord Qian Xunyue meditated and cultivated on the futon, originally her cultivation had reached the top of the world, and there was no need to cultivate again, however, since she changed the cultivation method, due to the disadvantages brought by the exercises, her cultivation had regressed a lot, so in order to have enough strength to deal with what was about to happen in the future, she had to hurry up and return to her peak state as soon as possible.
The most important thing is that Qian Xunyue guessed that if she continued to cultivate, her cultivation would not increase, but her strength would probably be much stronger than at her peak.
If she really has the strength to suppress everything, then she will be able to better protect the growth of Zhang Heng and Murong Qingxue.
As for Qian Muyun on the other side, she stared boredly into the distance, she didn't have so much mind to cultivate, anyway, she only broke through to the realm of tribulation three years ago, and it is impossible to improve her cultivation in a short period of time, besides, she is cultivating the world's first speed mental method, even if she meets a monk who can't win, she can run, so there is no need to waste time to cultivate.
After a long time, Qian Muyun finally retracted his expression, and then asked Qian Xunyue, who was meditating and cultivating on the side, "Sister, there has been no response for such a long time, do you think Zhang Heng's little brother will not work?"
Since Zhang Heng stepped into the Wu Lord, they have not used the power of space to investigate, after all, the Wu tribe is also a great family that has guarded the world for 60,000 years, if they have been peeping at others, it is naturally not polite.
"Yun'er, now, the Wu clan is in need of Zhang Heng, so Zhang Heng can definitely live comfortably in it, and there is no need to worry about it at all. Qian Xunyue didn't open her eyes, just replied casually, and continued her cultivation movements.
She hadn't cultivated for hundreds of years, so she was a little unaccustomed to it now.
At this time, Qian Muyun suddenly said solemnly: "Sister, should we help the Wu clan." ”
Hearing Qian Muyun's words, Qianqian Xunyue suddenly stopped moving, her expression flashed for a while, and then sighed lightly, "Yun'er, the strength of the Wu clan is stronger than we thought, they should be able to solve this problem." ”
"Moreover, isn't Zhang Heng also in the Wu tribe? With him, this matter should be easily resolved, we might as well take a look. ”
"Okay!" Qian Muyun didn't keep holding on to this topic, Qian Xunhuan was right, although the demon clan is strong, but the Wu clan is also not weak, and the most important thing is that now Zhang Heng is in the Wu clan, with Zhang Heng's help, the Wu clan will definitely be able to defeat the demon clan suppressed there.
There are a total of twelve supremes in the demon race, and one has been destroyed by Zhang Heng.
In the Linglong realm, Murong Qingxue, the innate spirit body, has been cultivating with her eyes closed, whether Zhang Heng is there or not, it seems that cultivation has become her only pleasure.
She was surrounded by all kinds of aura, which kept changing around her, forming all kinds of visions, and from a distance, it was very spectacular.
Running the exercises again, Murong Qingxue's heart, which had been indifferent, suddenly wavered.
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At this moment, in the Imperial City of Yan Kingdom, the Sword Saint apprentice Yan Xue Qingqiao, who had been sealing himself in with an aura cover, had a look of worry written on his face, Zhang Heng had been gone for more than ten days and had not returned.
She wasn't worried about what would happen to his father's body, after all, under Zhang Heng's treatment, Emperor Yan's breath was getting better every day, and now his pale face was still disguised by Emperor Yan himself.
She heard that the people of the Wu tribe have always been not easy to get along with, and maybe Zhang Heng will run into trouble with the Wu tribe.
Maybe Zhang Heng will be sold by the people of the Wu nationality to do some shady things.
After a long time, she retracted her expression and smiled lightly, even if Zhang Heng was really not clean, she wouldn't care, and besides, Zhang Heng was quite clever, so he shouldn't be bullied, right?
At this time, more and more people within the Wu clan gathered around the huge aura cover out of curiosity.
It was only at this moment that they realized that almost all of the clan elders were not outside.
In other words, all the elders could be within that large aura shield.
Thinking like this, they became more and more shocked, there were more than sixty elders of their Wu clan who had reached the Tribulation Realm, and now, more than sixty of the Tribulation Realm powerhouses had gathered together, and they also sent out an aura shield at the same time, thinking that they had encountered some thorny problems.
For a moment, I was worried, curious, confused, and puzzled. All kinds of emotions filled their bodies and minds, but their strength was low, and they couldn't forcibly break through the aura shield that many elders had made together, so they could only wait outside.
And within this aura hood, the oppressive atmosphere was brought to the extreme.
Although the standard line of the villain's appearance is a little funny, Zhang Heng also has to admit that that sentence contains the ultimate infiltrating atmosphere.
Just one sentence can make him feel this way, it seems that the strength of the things inside is not weak.
But no matter what, he has to see the things inside completely wiped out today, and the demon clan was deliberately released by him, in case it can't be solved, isn't it a game to get rid of?
Zhang Heng would never allow such a thing to happen.
All the elders of the Wu clan raised their aura and waited for it, and the things inside really appeared, which meant that next, they would usher in an extremely difficult battle.