Chapter 689: Asking the Sky Void, Demon Void
Fear!
A life-threatening fear.
According to common sense, not to mention the northern realm, even in the central domain, there are very few strong people who can threaten Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng.
Moreover, it is life-threatening.
Escape!
Escape!
Although Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng were conceited, they were not stupid.
Zhao Chu, who stepped into the realm of the Floating City, was divided into four, and his momentum was obviously different, and he was close to heavenly selection.
In an instant, they made the most correct judgment.
It is necessary to escape from this floating realm, escape from the range of the Dao Pattern Arrow, and then do everything possible to wait for the Central Domain to come to help.
Although, they couldn't figure out why there were strong people like Shen Fusheng and Ku Yishu in the Northern Realm.
I can't figure out how much cultivation this Qingjiao Eleven has gotten to be so demonic.
The six Heavenly Chosen Dao patterns are terrifying when they say it.
didn't have time to think too much, Jiang Yijian's body had originally been overwhelmed by the dense black smoke swordsman, and at this time, a blazing pillar of light rose into the sky, like a long rainbow through the sun, breaking through the sky.
At the same time, a surging force that was inexhaustible directly swept away the coverage of all the black smoke swordsmen.
Magic weapon!
In Jiang Yijian's palm, he held a shrunken fishing rod.
At the same time, he continued to spray mouthfuls of blood on the small fishing rod, and his own face was losing weight at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
The eye sockets are collapsed and the face is sallow.
At this moment, Jiang Yijian burned 400 years of longevity, which was used to refine the life-saving magic weapon.
If you don't have a life and death crisis, you can't force it, who is willing to use Shouyuan to perform a magic weapon.
But there is nothing to be done.
Thundered!
The pillar of light pierced through countless black smoke swordsmen, rubbing fiercely against the barrier of the Ten Thousand Swords Realm.
It's a pity that today's Zhao Chu has broken through the Dao technique of Yuanying and 400 years of Shouyuan...... It's not enough.
Jiang Yijian's pupils were on fire, and in order to survive, he was hysterical.
400 years!
Another 400-year-old Shouyuan burned out, Jiang Yijian's flesh and blood seemed to have become fuel, and he was instantly emaciated like firewood, like a walking living skeleton.
The longevity of the infant can be more than 1,000.
But after natural selection, although the longevity will be extended, it is not endless, and it also needs to be practiced hard in order to be longer than the yuan baby.
The burning of an 800-year-old Shouyuan simply cost Jiang Yijian half his life.
It's not that he doesn't want to continue burning, but he no longer has the capital to burn.
The other side.
Ying Zhansheng's madness is no more stingy than Jiang Yijian.
He spared his life even more, and sacrificed the life-saving magic weapon early, and without thinking about it, it was 900 years of life.
The original burly body is skinny at the moment.
The hysteria of the two is not without effect.
After all, it was the bombardment of the incineration Shou Yuan, and cracks appeared in the barrier of the Ten Thousand Swords Realm in an instant.
On the bodies of Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng, a layer of terrifying flames burned, and the black smoke swordsman was like a moth to a fire, and he was burned as much as he went.
And above the sky, the four Zhao Chu's distractions were still bending their bows and full moon, and they were still accumulating strength.
After all, it is four patterns, how can it be so easy to bombard it.
But he seems to ...... There is no hurry.
......
Get out of trouble!
The oppressive force dissipated, and the heavens and the earth were clear.
Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng almost couldn't wait, so they fled into the distance.
It's fast, it's dead.
They were not stupid, and they did not try to kill Zhao Chu in vain.
There is no certainty, and there is no need to take risks.
They didn't even save Zhu Gengwei and Che Zhuang Xu, and the dead friends did not die in poverty.
Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng just wanted to delay time, wait for the influence of the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain to dissipate, and wait for the reinforcements from the Holy Land to arrive.
......
Meanwhile.
The battle of the Heavenly Sect Yuanying is also coming to an end.
The Yuanying battle spirit of the two holy lands has been broken, and the Heavenly Gift Sect is like a bamboo, and the momentum is the most high-spirited time.
Death!
This batch of Yuan Babies once again left behind a corpse.
Nie Chenxi and Qing Tianyi looked at the battlefield blankly, as if this was an illusion, as if this was a nightmare that should not exist at all.
Right!
This kind of cruel sight only exists in the Shura Hell.
Ying Zhansheng and Jiang Yijian, who were pressed and beaten by Zhao Chu alone, now escaped like dogs.
Zhu Gengwei was seriously injured by Shen Fusheng, and it was only a matter of time before he died.
Che Zhuangxu's situation is not much better, and Ku Yishu is steady and steady, and the latter can't even escape.
Why!
Qing Tianyi and Nie Chenxi didn't understand.
Is this the invincible holy place in their minds?
Is it the supreme power of the Lower Nine Heavens World?
You must know that the strength of these four people is to surpass Luo Guangliu and King Yue Luo.
Despair!
The Holy Land has always been a pillar of faith and support in the hearts of the two of them.
Now, that fiery faith, along with a withered corpse falling to the ground, has finally collapsed, and it has collapsed for thousands of miles.
......
Thundered!
Thundered!
Thundered!
The teleportation channel, once again, remembered the impatient vibration.
The Heavenly Gift Sect Yuanying took a deep breath.
This time, how many people will come.
But not afraid.
No matter how many people come, they will not be afraid again.
The people of the Northern Realm currently have blind confidence in miracles.
No one noticed.
In the corner of the battlefield, Fang Sanwan was stunned in place, his eyes were blank, and it had lasted for about a minute.
......
At this time, Li Jiuchuan and the others looked at Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng fleeing, and they still had some regrets in their hearts.
The speed of the two of them is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they have become two black dots in the sky.
No way.
Everyone wants to kill these two primordial babies, but a miracle is a miracle, and the reality must be faced.
Zhao Chu's ability to scare them away was already an incredible miracle.
Really expect Zhao Chu to kill the two Yuan Babies?
Impossible!
No one believed it, not even the people of the Heavenly Gift Sect, they didn't believe it at all.
Intimidate.
Yes, it's just intimidation.
......
"Eleven Disciples of the Green Tribulation, you wait for the old man to return. ”
At this moment, Jiang Yijian looked 50 years old, his gray hair was pale, like a dying old man.
The fleeting passage of Shou Yuan made it impossible for him to maintain his ageless appearance.
But the hatred in those pupils was like a dagger that had been quenched.
Ying Zhansheng was in a similar situation to him.
Perhaps, Ying Zhansheng hates Zhao Chu more than Jiang Yijian.
Being forced to flee by a Yuan Infant Realm is simply a great shame.
In the middle of the flight, he turned his head to look.
The battlefield of the City of No Regrets is shrinking more and more.
And Zhao Chu's four doppelgangers, because of the distance, shrank into four black dots the size of sesame seeds.
Shout!
However!
At this moment, a sharp beep suddenly sounded in the air.
It's like the devil's scream, it's creepy.
Shout!
Shout!
Shout!
Then, three more sounds came from the sky.
Flame!
The pitch-black flames, like the dragon's breath of the Hell Dragon, pierced straight towards the two of them.
Fast.
Ying Zhansheng and Jiang Yijian were creepy.
In an instant, the arrow burning with pitch-black flames had broken through the sky like the grin of a poisonous snake.
"How...... Possibly!"
Bang!
Jiang Yijian was dumbfounded, and he didn't have time to speak.
A black arrow pierced through his eyebrows.
Between the eyebrows, in the center of the skull.
It goes in from the back of the head and goes out from the forehead.
At first glance, it looks like a devil's horn, which is shocking.
There is the location of the brain, and there is also the core of the monk's divine power.
Jiang Yijian didn't feel much pain, but his thinking was irreversibly sloppy.
He turned his head stiffly.
In the last picture in his eyes, Jiang Yijian saw Ying Zhansheng not far away.
This hard-working temporary comrade-in-arms, not only his head was pierced by sharp arrows, but also his heart was pierced by arrows, the pitch-black flames were not very strong, and the mild black flames were like venom corroding, scorching the fat of the flesh, which was terrifying.
Before a thought fell, his vest was cold, and in the center of his heart, the last arrow pierced through his body at the same time.
"Eleven Disciples, you, you...... You're vicious!"
With the last breath, Jiang Yijian turned his head, he looked into the distance, full of hatred.
Originally, with the strength of heavenly selection, even if the body was shattered, he could still attach his divine soul to the Dao pattern, and barely escaped a wisp of divine thought, and in the future, he would find a monk to take it away, and he might even cultivate back to the realm of Yuan Ying.
But this Zhao Chu is vicious and ruthless.
He pierced the Divine Core in your skull first, and then shattered the Dao Heart.
In this way, the Heavenly Chosen Monk who was killed would be destroyed.
"Shit, shit!"
Jiang Yijian couldn't figure it out.
Zhao Chu's arrows, how can they be so accurate, so ruthless, they are simply not bad.
At this time, he saw a layer of black smoke floating on Ying Zhansheng's body.
Those black smoke eventually formed a strange swordsman phantom.
Black Smoky Swordsman.
That's right!
When he was on the run, there was still the breath of these black smoke swordsmen in his body, and he didn't have time to wipe them out.
It must be these black smoke breaths that made the Eleven Disciples of the Green Tribulation lock their positions.
Ying Zhansheng is already dead.
Before Jiang Yijian was dying, he thought of some rumors.
Legend has it that some of the great powers of the Yuan Realm, as long as their breath is locked, when they open their bows and shoot arrows, even if you escape across the realm, they will be directly pierced by a slim distance of thousands of miles.
This Zhao Chu's arrow, although it can't be crossed.
But this terrifying talent, sooner or later, will come to that point.
"It turns out that those black smoke swordsmen before were just leaving the mark of a curse. ”
"I shouldn't, muddy waters!"
Jiang Yijian knew that he regretted it.
Unfortunately, he also took his last breath.
Step by step, step by step.
Jiang Yijian finally saw the horror of the Blue Tribulation Holy Land.
......
Dead!
Above the sky, four pitch-black tracks, like four straight chains that were propped up, spanned the sky. The black flame was not extinguished, and the oppression in the sky was suffocating.
Everyone stiffened and turned their heads over.
Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng were still in a fleeing posture.
It's just that their natural selection breath is already cold.
The arrows came out of the body, and the aura of the Dao pattern was like the judgment of the devil, even if you were a natural choice, you would not be spared.
This is a force from heaven.
......
"I told you that I would kill you, and you would not be able to escape. ”
The four clones of Zhao Chu merged in an instant.
The Ten Thousand Swords Realm is Youyi Yu's proudest killing move, and it can be valued by one of the hall masters of the Ten Halls Demon Palace, how can it be mortal.
However, Zhao Chu was also in pain.
He had just broken through the Yuan Infant, and the True Yuan supported by the four Yuan Instruments dried up in an instant.
The fourth sword, in particular, almost missed the shot.
......
Thundered!
At this time, the battle between Shen Fusheng and Zhu Gengwei in the distance also came to an end.
Zhu Gengwei was smashed by Shen Fusheng's head, and his internal organs were completely shattered.
With Yuan Langtian's human emperor blood, Shen Fusheng finally beheaded this person.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shen Fusheng carried Zhu Gengwei's corpse and walked towards the Ten Thousand Sins Punishment Pillar.
The other side.
Ku Yishu carried Che Zhuang Xu's ankle, dragged his corpse, and was also walking towards the Ten Thousand Sins Punishment Pillar.
The two met unexpectedly and smiled at each other.
It's over.
According to the information obtained from the torture of Qing Tianyi and Nie Chenxi, only four Heavenly Choices participated in this invasion.
The two of them beheaded two, and Zhao Chu beheaded the remaining two.
Next, there are less than 5,000 yuan babies.
No worries.
The Heavenly Gift Sect has the chance to win, and they are only afraid that there are too few Yuan Babies from the Central Domain.
Under the pillar of ten thousand crimes, there is the Xuanhuang Confession Seal.
As long as these two Heavenly Chosen corpses touch the Xuanhuang Dao Seal, the last wisp of their remnant soul will appear in the treasure seal, waiting to be refined.
Moreover, Zhu Gengwei and Che Zhuang Xu are different from Luo Guangliu.
The two of them are the natural choice of the Dao pattern level, and the Dao pattern they condensed may be two per person.
Within the treasure seal, Luo Guangliu and King Yue Luo finally stopped roaring.
Despair.
The two lonely ghosts have completely despaired.
......
Central domain.
The countless Yuanying disciples of the two holy lands were eager to try, and they couldn't wait.
In their fantasies, the senior brother who had descended to the Northern Realm before was already burning and looting at the moment, and he had already eaten up the meat, and probably only had some soup and water left.
The more anxious hair of the Yuan Baby.
They were afraid that they would be too late to even drink the soup.
Although the monks of the exile realm are barren, the poor mountains and bad waters may also have pearls covered with dust.
This time, it was a complete bloodbath, and who knows what treasures could be found.
"Don't be crowded, and don't be in a hurry. ”
"This cross-border channel is expanding. This time, it can accommodate 400 people to cross at the same time. ”
"The next time it opens, maybe 800 to 1,000 people. ”
Jichi Holy Land, a senior brother who maintained order smiled.
The further back you go, the more people can be accommodated when the cross-border passage is stretched out.
Linlu Holy Land.
"Don't worry, wait three more times at most, and all the primordial babies can descend to the Northern Realm. ”
"It's not a small place, you can kill it. ”
"Have you listened to the three senior brothers Miao Zhonghe, Ma Luchun and Lu Shenggu tell that the monks in the Northern Realm are not strong, but the women are very spiritual. ”
A primordial infant was beside the teleportation array, sneering while maintaining order.
"Haha, senior brother, don't worry, when you grab the beauty, you must leave one for you, let you ravage it wantonly, haha!"
A primordial infant who was about to step into the teleportation array smiled obscenely.
"Counting on you, the daylilies are cold?"
"I have already entrusted the first batch of senior brothers to arrest most of the female monks, how can this kind of good thing be missed, haha!"
The infant smiled contemptuously.
"Forward-looking, far-sighted, senior brother deserves to be a senior brother. ”
There was another compliment, and 400 Yuan Babies scrambled to jump into the teleportation array.
......
"Damn, we've been banished back, and we're not allowed to go to the Northern Realm this time. ”
Next to the teleportation array in another place in the Linlu Holy Land, there were three core disciples with dark faces.
Miao Zhonghe looked at the cross-border teleportation array leading to the Northern Realm from afar, and his teeth ached.
"It's a pity, I just set my sights on that beauty named Tang Duanying, and I just made a careful plan, but I didn't have a chance to implement it. ”
"I hope she won't be tortured to death, and when I have a chance to come back to the Northern Realm!"
Ma Luchun's face was full of regret.
"The ten realms of the outer axis ring, today is holding a 100-year battle for the heavens and voids, Linlu Holy Land is invited to go, we are sent by the master, don't delay the business. ”
Although Lu Shenggu also coveted the appearance of those female monks in the Northern Realm, he did not dare to waste time.
Subsequently, the three of them reluctantly stepped on the teleportation array to the outer shaft ring.
It's a boring task.
The distribution of spiritual power of the Earth Dome Star is centered on the central domain and radiates in all directions. The farther away, the thinner the spiritual power true element became, until the exile realm, which was dry and barren.
The eight voids closest to the axis are the inner axis rings, which are occupied by the eight realms and have not changed for 8,000 years.
And the outer shaft ring, there is also a piece of void, called the Heavenly Void.
The Heavenly Void is actually in the gap between the inner shaft ring, which is the closest junction between the inner shaft ring and the outer shaft ring, and the spiritual power true element contained in it is close to the inner shaft ring.
It is said that here, there is also an opportunity to ask the yuan.
Therefore, every 100 years, the top ten realms of the outer shaft ring will hold a brutal competition for the ownership of the Heavenly Void.
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The Lower Nine Heavens World is like an invisible sea.
In fact, the various realms are more like enclosed islands that can be moved.
Everyone wants to be close to the axis.
The inner shaft ring, there is a half-step to ask the strong man.
The monk of the outer shaft ring, red-eyed and jealous.
Therefore, the Heavenly Void is the void that the major realms of the outer axis ring must fight for, and everyone wants to locate the realm there.
The last 100-year occupant is...... Magic Skyspace.