Chapter Seventy-Three: Return to the Altar of Light!

|151Kanshu.com text|.| The sky is cloudless, the sun is high, because it is late autumn, the earth is yellow, so the sun is not particularly scorching, and the breeze is even mixed with the slightest chill.

In the distance, a small black dot quietly appeared, and then rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a snow-white tiger as strong as a hill, and on the white tiger's hairy, broad and soft back, there were more than a dozen figures standing or cross-legged.

The speed of the white tiger is very fast, like an efficient electric motor, which continues to maintain a speed of more than 100 per second.

Originally, on the way to the Altar of Light, it should have been Lei Chen's soul pet Blazing Thunder Tiger playing the role of a flying machine, but due to the existence of two quasi-god-level holy beasts, Yanwu and Water Butterfly, which made the Blazing Thunder Tiger directly turn into a soft-footed shrimp under the shroud of the terrible soul pressure on their bodies.

Obviously, among the soul pets of all the people on the scene, I am afraid that only Zhuo Tianzhao's soul pet, the Death Mantis, will not be affected by the breath of the White Tiger.

At this moment, in the camp of the Heavenly Soul Continent, it can be said that the camp is full of wounded soldiers, everyone has more or less some injuries, even Zhuo Tianzhao himself is no exception, especially Yu Wenyi, who is seriously injured, even under the continuous treatment of the Life Crystal and the healing elixir, I am afraid that it will not take a few months to recover to the peak state. Fortunately, this trip to the Altar of Light is a long way away, and it will take about a month or so, and with this time, the state of most people should be able to recover as before, otherwise if they are allowed to appear directly at the Altar of Light in such a stateZhuo Tianzhao could even imagine the sword wind killing that underbeaten face full of contempt and mockery.

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Time.Day by day.In the blink of an eye.More than half a month has passed.Zhuo Tianzhao and the others have finally entered the realm of the Altar of Light.And in this half a month.Except for Yu Wenyi.The injuries and soul power of the others have basically recovered as before.

During this period, Zhuo Tianzhao even deliberately let Shui Butterfly go around Shenlong City.As a result, just as Dark Moon had guessed before.The huge Shenlong City has long been empty.All the demons have been evacuated.

Far away, the majestic and majestic Altar of Light had once again been imprinted into Zhuo Tianzhao's eyes, but unlike the last time, this time, Sword Wind Killing had already appeared in the sky outside the castle with a group of high-level Altar of Light, as if he had known that they were coming.

But it's no wonder.With the withdrawal of the demon army from Shenlong City.Under the loss of the control of the Bright God Altar.A large number of spies naturally began to go out again.In addition, they traveled unabashedly and swaggeringly along the way.Even if they wanted not to be discovered.

Roar.

When there were still about five hundred meters left from the Sword Wind Killing Party, with Zhuo Tianzhao's order, Shui Die's huge body suddenly stopped, and two loud tiger roars suddenly roared out from his mouth.

In the distance, Jian Feng's face instantly fell into a turn of iron.Zhuo Tianzhao's hand was obviously giving him a horse.But while he was resentful in his heart, he couldn't help but be shocked by Zhuo Tianzhao's generosity.He really wondered.Zhuo Tianzhao's family.Did he open a divine beast cultivation field.Following the last death mantis, ice unicorn and light flame divine lion.this time.he actually brought a holy beast white tiger again.how could this not make him feel ashamed.

Although, this time the Heavenly Soul Continent came from far more than Zhuo Tianzhao, but there was always a premonition in Sword Wind Kill's heart, that is, this holy beast White Tiger was definitely inseparable from Zhuo Tianzhao.

"Sword Wind Kill, meet again." Just as Sword Wind Kill was still thinking nonsense, Zhuo Tianzhao had already smiled faintly and took the lead in saying hello.

"Hmph, Long Tianzhao, my Bright Altar is not your back garden, before coming over next time, please remember to send someone over to say hello, otherwise, it will make us very embarrassed." Sword Wind Snorted coldly, and there was obviously a deep hostility in his words. Say, what are you doing this time again?"

"I said Sword Wind Kill, is this the consistent attitude of your Altar of Light towards your benefactor?" Hearing this, Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help but sneer and shook his head.

"Benefactor." Sword Wind Kill sneered. I'm curious, when did you become the benefactor of our Altar of Light?"

"Isn't it?" Zhuo Tianzhao asked indifferently. If it weren't for us, would you still be living so happily at the Altar of Light?"

"Oh, so are we going to say thank you?" Unconsciously, the smile on Sword Wind Kill's face had become a little hideous.

"I don't have to thank you, I'm just ashamed of you." Zhuo Tianzhao waved his hand, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a sneering smile.

"What do you mean.." As soon as Zhuo Tianzhao said this, not only the sword wind killed, but even the other masters of the Bright God Altar also showed obvious displeasure on their faces.

"Have you forgotten the agreement I made with you when I first came to the Altar of Light half a year ago?" Facing the hostile gaze of the masters of the Bright God Altar, Zhuo Tianzhao still did not change his face. At the beginning, it was said that our Heavenly Soul Continent would come forward to disperse and contain part of the power of the Demon Race, and then your Bright Altar would take action to disrupt the hinterland of the Demon Race, but as a result, it was we who took the lead in breaking through the defense of the Demon Clan's Jade Soul Village, which greatly damaged their vitality.

"You ......"

"Young Master Long, don't say it so ugly, in fact, we also tried to disturb the hinterland of the demon clan according to the agreement, but the demon clan put a large number of masters in Shenlong City, and guarded the key point of our Bright God Altar, so that we didn't dare to act rashly." Hearing what Zhuo Tianzhao said, before the sword wind could speak, Feng Xuanyang, the Great Elder of the Bright Altar wearing a green shirt, had already taken the first step.

"Elder Feng, don't blame me for saying something ugly, don't you think everything you say is just an excuse?" Zhuo Tianzhao chuckled and said. Don't you know your own situation at the Altar of Light? In the face of a desperate situation, you still look forward and backward, and you don't even have the courage to give it a go. What is the difference between this and waiting for death? Don't you think that the reason why the Altar of Light has fallen to this point is because you lack a little blood?"

"This ......" Feng Xuanyang's face stiffened, and he was suddenly speechless by Zhuo Tianzhao's words.

"Long Tianzhao, who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to talk about here?" At this time, Sword Wind Kill's face showed madness, and his eyes were already revealing a thick killing intent." I'd advise you to shut up, and stop telling me any more gossip to confuse the public, or don't blame me for being unkind to you."

"Presumptuous." A thunderous shout suddenly resounded.On the back of the water butterfly, wearing a white shirt, with a resolute face, and with flowing blue hair, Yanwu swept out like lightning and came to the middle of the two people. What kind of thing are you, Ann dares to talk to my master like that."

"Yes." Feeling the beastly and tyrannical terrifying aura emanating from Yan Wu's body, Sword Wind Kill's brows furrowed slightly. Since it's a little minion, get out of here."

"Heh, what kind of bullshit Bright Lord, in his own yard, he is quite good at barking, but why is he willing to be a shrunken turtle when facing the demons." Yan Wu sneered sarcastically.

Behind the "......", hearing Yanwu's remarks, Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

Looking at it now, Zhuo Tianzhao felt that compared to Long Yuxiao, Yanwu's temperament seemed to be more similar to Sword Wind Killing, and the two of them were not only the same arrogant and arrogant, but they were also the kind of people who would be ridiculed to death as soon as they grasped each other's weaknesses.

"Look for death." The next moment, in the face of Yanwu's ridicule, Jian Feng Kill finally couldn't suppress the suppressed anger in his abdomen, especially when the other party still called Zhuo Tianzhao 'master'.

Laugh at.

The blue light on the soles of his feet flashed, and the sword wind killing figure disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared in front of Yan Wu like a ghost.

In the face of the sword wind kill, which was enough to split the entire mountain in half, Yan Wu didn't dodge, or when the sword wind kill rushed out, he didn't think about dodging, because as the body of the holy beast white tiger, he was the last thing he was afraid of, it was that others fought with him in close combat......

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