Chapter 208: White Moon Palace
After a wave of the huge stone hand, Dongfang Zimo was directly shot away, emitting a dazzling green glow.
The strange stone was stunned for a moment, and found that it was just an afterimage.
And not far away, Dongfang Zimo looked down at the strange stone with a cold sweat on his face, and with a grip of his five fingers, the thunder ring on his fingertips flashed with a light, and a thunderball composed of thunder blasted away.
The strange stone also noticed Dongfang Zimo's actions, and with a loud roar, countless gravels on his body formed a stone shield in front of him.
The thunderball slammed into the stone shield and burst out repeatedly.
The strange rock suddenly slammed into the ground, shaking a large number of stones into the air.
Dongfang Zimo pinched resolutely, and hundreds of cyan long swords flew out, smashing all these stones, and swarming towards the strange stones, each time they slashed at the strange stones, there was a metal-like collision sound.
After a while, no matter how the Qingyun Sword slashed, it couldn't hurt the strange stones, and each sword could only leave shallow sword marks.
The strange stone seemed to be enraged by these flying swords, and with a roar, a powerful aura directly shook all the surrounding flying swords out, and a large number of stone cones flew out of the body.
Even if Dongfang Zimo was on guard, he couldn't help but be shocked back a few steps by that breath, and seeing that the Qingyun Sword couldn't cause damage to it, Dongfang Zimo directly put it away.
With a slap of the storage bag, a pitch-black long sword revealing a terrifying aura was held in his hand, and at the same time, the Heavenly God Law condensed out.
Under the howl of ghosts and wolves, the Thousand Souls Blade and the Heavenly God Law Unleashed two sword qi that could not be underestimated.
The stone cone was reduced to nothing under these two sword qi, and even the stone shield was shattered under these two sword qi.
There was a rumbling sound of the mountain rock collapsing, and two deep sword marks were cut out of the strange stone, and countless broken stones rolled down from the body.
The strange stone let out a low sound of fear, and after being threatened, the strange stone immediately did not dare to stay and directly turned into a ball of light and broke through the air. Dongfang Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, this strange stone was solid, and the ancient magic weapon could not pose a threat to it at all, only the Tongtian Spirit Treasure could fight.
Dongfang Zimo's gaze fell on Tianbao in the distance, and he was relieved to see that he was not affected and continued to absorb the blood spirit fruit in his body.
Dongfang Zimo's figure flashed into the air, protecting Tianbao in the dark.
A few days later.
The vision in this place gradually dissipated, and Tianbao also successfully inhaled all the blood spirit fruits.
When Dongfang Zimo glanced at it, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Tianbao had directly broken through two realms in a row, and he was already a late stage of Jindan's cultivation.
Not only that, Tianbao's appearance has also undergone some changes, his body is much taller than before, his horns are also more mature, and a team of dragon whiskers are melodious and fluttering, flying towards Dongfang Zimo with high spirits.
"It can be regarded as not insulting the 10,000-year-old blood spirit fruit." Dongfang Zimo patted Tianbao's head and said with satisfaction.
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Thousands of miles away, in a forest full of autumn leaves, a man in a robe with dark red blood stains was leaning against a big tree, his eyes closed.
The man had handsome facial features, thick eyebrows and a high nose bridge, and a solemn look, which was the dust that had been injured by Dongfang Zimo with the Thousand Souls Blade before.
Since escaping, Yang Chen has stayed here to heal his injuries until now, but because there is no elixir on his body, the recovery time has also been greatly improved, and he still looks weak in breath.
I don't know how long later, a light and pleasant woman's voice came in surprise.
"Senior Brother Yang Chen?"
Yang Chen, who was sitting under the big tree, suddenly opened his eyes and angrily probed to the source of the sound.
"Damn! I didn't even know anyone was approaching. Yang Chen secretly shouted in annoyance, and suddenly raised his sword.
"It's really Senior Brother Yang Chen!" I saw a graceful woman in a purple and blue dress flying over, looking at Yang Chen in surprise.
"Huh? Who are you? Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, only feeling that this person was inexplicably familiar, and he actually knew his body.
"It seems that I haven't seen you for many years, Senior Brother Yang Chen is afraid that even I have forgotten about it, but do you still remember the purple cloud of the Yang Sect of the Hechuan Clan, the Lianqi Hall?" The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at Yang Chen expectantly.
"River Young...... Ziyun ......" Yang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he used Zhihai to search for the original memory of this physical body, and after a while, the corners of Yang Chen's mouth rose to reveal a sneer.
"It turned out to be Senior Sister Ziyun, I haven't seen Senior Brother for many years, and I almost can't recognize you." Yang Chen said with a face full of shame.
"Don't talk about senior brother, even I almost don't recognize you, huh? What's the matter with the injuries on your body? And what about Senior Brother Dongfang? Ziyun swept it down with his divine sense, and found that the aura of the dust was extremely weak, but he was stunned and couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.
"It's not a secret, since I separated from Senior Brother Dongfang, I still don't know his whereabouts, as for the injuries on my body, I ran into the enemy and was accidentally seriously injured." Yang Chen was relieved when he found out that the other party was only a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, and pressed his own cultivation into a late-stage Jindan stage.
"I see, I happen to have some elixirs here to help your injuries." Ziyun Dai frowned and summoned a jade bottle and handed it to Yang Chen.
"Then thank you, junior sister, I just need a healing pill urgently." Yang Chen's eyes showed a look of greed, and he swept the jade bottle over.
Seeing this, Ziyun suddenly kept looking at Yang Chen with a suspicious face.
"What's wrong, junior sister?" Yang Chen seemed to sense that the other party's expression was wrong, and said with a slightly restrained face.
"It's nothing, I just feel that Senior Brother has changed a little bit over the years, and even Ziyun can't see through Senior Brother's cultivation realm at the moment." Ziyun realized that there was a bit of a gaffe and hurriedly found a topic.
The junior sister laughed, how can anyone not change, it's just a matter of time. As for my realm at the moment, I have cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, but I just have a treasure on my body that shields my divine sense, and it is normal for my junior sister not to see it. Yang Chen said indifferently.
"Late Jindan! Ziyun congratulates Senior Brother in advance, it is only a matter of time before the Yuan Infant is condensed. Ziyun's eyes showed a hint of envy.
"Then I'll borrow your good words. But haven't you always been in the Yang clan in Hechuan, why did you come to such a place? Yang Chen stared at Ziyun in surprise.
"As early as when the two senior brothers left the sect, Ziyun also defected to my aunt." Ziyun chuckled.
"Oh? It seems that your aunt is also a primordial infant monk, right? In Yang Chen's memory, Ziyun's background has always been a mystery, but he also vaguely knows that this woman has the support of a strong man behind her, but she doesn't know where the strong man comes from.
"Of course, my aunt broke through the Yuan Infant a hundred years ago, and now she is serving as the elder of the White Moon Palace, I see that my senior brother's vitality is greatly injured, so it is better to let my aunt help you recover from your injuries."