Chapter 43: The Four Tribulations of Scattered Immortals
"Uncle Shi! Yang Sect Master! How did you end up like this?! I'm not convinced! Zuo Hanlin struggled to dodge the attacks of many magic weapons and shouted hard towards the depths of the back mountain.
What responded to him was a divine consciousness attack without a trace, and the moment Zuo Hanlin froze in the air, all kinds of magic weapons were powerful, knocking him directly to the ground and blasting into the earth.
With a "boom", Zuo Hanlin suddenly burst out of the ground, the meridians of his whole body were retrograde, and more and more red blood appeared on his bare skin. The spiritual power was surging wildly, and the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles was converging towards him. He was so angry that he knew that he would not be able to escape death today, so he reversed the Zhou Tiandan Ding Duel, and a series of crackling explosions came from the acupoints in his body, and his spiritual power roared endlessly in the meridians like a flood beast.
His aura suddenly burst out, impacting the surrounding storms, mountains and rocks flying sideways, and for a while, the magic weapons of more than thirty elders could not get close to him. He actually broke through the bottleneck of many years and entered the Mahayana period at once.
In the wind, a huge dark cloud quickly formed, runes surging in the clouds, and a huge black palm fell from the sky, slapping towards Zuo Hanlin, above the giant palm, the palm lines were clear, and the five fingers were like mountains.
Under the invisible coercion, the more than thirty elders of the Imperial Sword Volley were slammed to the ground, and the bones of their whole bodies clicked, as if they were about to be crushed into pulp in the next moment.
"Hahahaha! It turns out that you have fallen into the devil's path! Zuo Hanlin looked up to the sky and laughed, struggling to drum up his cultivation to resist the coercion of the giant palm, "My dear uncle, how could you be tainted by lust by the unparalleled demonic genius back then?" Wake up! Teacher! ”
Zuo Hanlin took out a tripod-shaped magic weapon, which rose in the wind, and sprinkled a transparent light curtain to envelop him.
"Yuqing Lingbaozun, should turn into Xuanyuan Shi, catastrophe and mercy chi, Daqian Manna Gate......" his mouth quickly recited the Tianzun exorcism spell, with a "edict" out, the center of the dark cloud sprinkled with sun, moon and bright runes, a transparent fairy sword pierced through the dark clouds, and suddenly stabbed down, the target was the place where Yang Zhongcang retreated in the depths of the back mountain.
"Hey, hey, hey! That's how you repay Uncle Shi?! I tried my best to save you several times, but it turned out to be a white-eyed wolf! Sure enough, human nature is cold! That's it! I will send you to see the dead master today! ”
Yang Zhongcang suddenly jumped up from the retreat, his face haunted by the dark demonic energy was full of hideousness, and he didn't know whether he was angry at Zuo Hanlin's "thin affection", or if he was at war with heaven and man in his heart. I saw him wave his big hand, and the dark clouds quickly obscured the sun and moon brilliance and the brilliant runes, and the momentum of the transparent fairy sword was actually blocked by the demonic qi.
His speed was as fast as teleportation, and he came to Zuo Hanlin in three or two steps, clenched his fist with one hand, and saw that the surrounding demonic qi was boiling, turning into a Wanjun hammer and slamming into Zuo Hanlin, the speed was extremely fast.
"Stop!" Hou Yi's voice came from afar, and two Gang Lei fists flashing with thunder smashed into Yang Zhongcang's head like lightning. Hou Yi had long seen that Zuo Hanlin was not a treacherous person, and he also knew that he did not hesitate to offend his fellow masters for Yin San'er, so in a hurry, he brazenly took action to save Zuo Hanlin.
With a bitter smile on his face, Zuo Hanlin took a deep look at Yang Zhongcang and closed his eyes. What flashed in front of him was the handsome and handsome Yang Zhongcang who took his hand, walked on that familiar street, and bought him the coveted rock sugar gourd. At that moment, he was happy, the world was warm, and Uncle Shi was kind......
"Who?" Hou Yi suddenly found that a terrifying divine sense locked on him, and the next moment he saw a multicolored flying sword crushing all the way with a monstrous murderous aura, and a deep ravine was plowed out of the ground by the sword qi.
At this time, he had two ways to go, one was to take back the Ganglei fist gloves to resist the colorful flying sword, and the other was not to recall the fist gloves and try to avoid the flying sword assassination.
Hou Yi did not hesitate, but urged the body method to quickly circle around. Ganglei fist gloves still killed Yang Zhongcang.
Yang Zhongcang also noticed the horror of the Ganglei fist gloves, but he was standing in front of Zuo Hanlin, there was reluctance in his eyes, but the big hand with awe-inspiring demonic energy still slapped Zuo Hanlin's heart.
With a loud bang, Zuo Hanlin, who was as round as a balloon, was directly shot out, and more than thirty elders nearby were also affected, and eight or nine elders who couldn't dodge were instantly shattered, and the rest were all hit hard. A huge sinkhole appeared on the ground, and a spring gushed out of the pit.
And Zuo Hanlin, who was facing Yang Zhongcang's shocking palm, was nowhere to be seen. Even Hou Yi, a big master, didn't see where Zuo Hanlin was photographed.
The colorful flying sword did not delay for half a minute, and came straight to Hou Yi, who was already full of indignation, and Hou Yi, who was already full of indignation, was suddenly furious, and the Ganglei fist gauntlet was connected to the thousands of thunder lights in the dark clouds, instantly blasting Yang Zhongcang into a mass of scattered demonic energy. In the pitch-black demonic aura, one by one, the demons with hideous faces and bloody bones suddenly pounced on the more than twenty elders who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, but they were reduced to nothing by the electric light burst from the Ganglei fist gloves.
At the same time, a huge ape phantom appeared behind him, and the phantom slapped at the colorful flying sword, and the time and space within a radius of a hundred zhang suddenly froze, and the agile flying sword flew under the giant palm like a moth to the fire.
"Demon, dare?" An angry roar sounded from under the earth, and the blood light on the colorful flying sword flowed, breaking through the spatial barrier, and came to Hou Yi's body in an instant, stabbing Hou Yi's heart with a monstrous murderous aura.
A set of silver shining armor appeared on Hou Yi's body, which was given by Zero One in the cave mansion.
Although the armor was extremely protective, the multicolored flying sword that had been urged to the extreme still pierced into the armor for an inch before stopping.
"Scattered immortals? Who are you? The earth suddenly cracked, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy stepped on the rapidly rising ground and came to Hou Yi, who was carefully looking at him. He is the hidden trump card of the original holy path, a complete cultivation madman, and likes to live alone, he has rarely left the original holy path since he was born, so he doesn't know Hou Yi at all.
"I'm your ancestor!" Hou Yi wanted to shoot a waste flying sword, but the flying sword couldn't slip and flew back to the young man's side.
Hou Yi's Ganglei boxing gloves were galloping, with thunder and lightning directly hitting the back of the young man's heart and back of the head.
"It's useless! You have at most one Second Tribulation Scattered Immortal, how can you stop me from this Four Tribulation Scattered Immortal? The young man raised his hand slightly, and the Ganglei fist gloves were fixed behind him, and then with a wave of his hand, the Ganglei fist gloves smashed into Hou Yi's head, chest and abdomen.
The Scattered Immortal Tribulation is once in a hundred years, and each time it is more violent and deadly. Although Hou Yi, the Second Tribulation Scattered Immortal, only survived two Heavenly Tribulations less than the young man, the difference in strength was a world of difference. Hou Yi didn't even understand how he controlled his Ganglei fist, and he was attacked by his most proud magic weapon.
The body of the scattered immortal is the condensation of the aura of heaven and earth, although there is no more important thing in the body structure, but the yuan infant is still very fragile.
Hou Yi felt the attack of the Ganglei fist glove through the silver armor and pointed directly at Yuan Ying, and suddenly felt that the power in his body was uncontrollably turbulent. He no longer hesitated, took out a yellowed ancient talisman, and shook his hand at the seemingly harmless young man.
The talisman bloomed brightly, and a conch-like shield shrouded the boy in it, and even the colorful flying sword struggled to pierce the conch's protection, and the young man's figure changed, and countless teenagers appeared in all directions of the shield at the same time, either punching or kicking, or holding the talisman, or holding the sword. However, all his attacks only left ripples on the shield, which remained indestructible.
Hou Yi was long gone, and the demon clan soldiers and beast tide armies who were fighting all over the mountains also retreated quickly, quickly moving away from the sphere of influence of the original holy path.
After a stick of incense, the shield slowly dissipated, and the young man slowly approached the many elders and asked softly, "Where is the Hall Master of the Iron Wing Hall?" ”
Most of the elders looked confused, they had never heard of the Iron Wing Hall at all.
"Senior, Zhao Ji, the hall master of the Iron Wing Hall, should be in Qianshan at this moment!" An elder dressed in blue replied softly.