Chapter 108: Mutation and Regeneration

Lan Yuandao worried: "This person is so murderous, I don't know ...... alliance leader"

"There must be no problem with the combat power of the alliance leader to challenge the next level!"

"That's not necessarily! The main cultivation of the alliance is not weak, and the combat power is extremely high, but after all, the experience is less, and it is inevitable to suffer when encountering such a murderer!"

As soon as Lao Yaquan's words fell, Lu Yuanjia also interjected and said, "Definitely not! The hundreds of monks who were intercepted by the alliance leader outside the Changshan Pass two months ago must not think so!"

Lao Yaquan, Lao Yajian, and Lan Yuandao shut up together.

With Zhang Yan, who knows the etiquette and does not oppress people with his identity, he has more contact, and he can't help but make people forget that he is still a peerless murderer who guards the mountain pass and kills all directions, creating hundreds of dead souls in one day and night!

Thinking of the names of the masters who fell in the mountain pass that day, the four of them shuddered almost at the same time, and each thought: "I almost forgot that our alliance leader is also a peerless murderer!

Looking at the back of the young man with his clothes flying in the air in front of him, and the light silver light in the circle, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The calm and peaceful aura around Zhang Yan's body became unfathomable in their eyes.

The golden-robed young man with the tiger tail tied to his waist is becoming stronger and stronger.

The murderous spirit is monstrous, and the mountains and seas are overwhelming.

Zhang Yan on the other side did not show anything, but it made people feel that the momentum was not weak at all. The two are on par, on par!

When the momentum accumulation reached its peak, the golden-robed young man suddenly moved.

A strange-shaped long knife appeared in his hand, and the tiger-tailed youth took a step forward, raised his hand to show the knife, and slashed it from afar.

The white light flashed, illuminating people who couldn't open their eyes.

The waves emptied and the wind surged.

The air between the two was evacuated by him with a single sword, and the sharp knife qi shot towards Zhang Yan at high speed along the vacuum between the two.

The "red oblique" that had been standing still in Zhang Yan's hand spiraled and flew up, pulling a long spiral-shaped trajectory around his body.

The eight people watching the battle here only saw a few flashes of sword light and sword qi, and the red and white swords in the air in front of them collided with each other, colliding from time to time, making the sound of sword clashing, and nothing else could be seen clearly. I only felt that the sword wind and sword qi were fierce and fierce, hundreds of zhang away, and I still had to avoid its edge from time to time to dodge the aftermath of the battle between the two.

"Such an age! Such a cultivation! Such a combat power!!"

The clothes were flying in the fierce wind, Rao Hongxi straightened up and sighed. His face was not sad or happy, and he didn't know what to think.

The height of the battle between the two was already very close to the clouds that filled the sky of the small space.

From time to time, the true element and the blade pierced through the light below the clouds, burrowed into the clouds, and swooped down.

After a few intersperses, the steady brilliance of the glass-like light under the clouds suddenly became flickering.

The sky was thundering, and the thick thunder pillars were staggered and falling. Falling to the ground, the landslides cracked, the plants and trees burned, and the light of the fire burned from several places at the same time.

Below the clouds, the faint glow that had always existed, although not bright enough, that continued to provide light to the small space, suddenly became dim.

The light is almost completely gone.

In the small space, the brightness that seemed to be in the rainy weather suddenly became extremely dim.

In the blink of an eye, the light and darkness changed again, like a light bulb when the voltage is unstable, the light and darkness flicker and flicker. It wasn't until dozens of breaths had passed that it stabilized.

The clear glow of the glass beneath the clouds no longer flickered, and the brightness was only half of its original brightness.

The brilliance is sprinkled again, and the surrounding scenery seems to change from a dim day to a bright moon in the sky, a brighter night.

"Brother Zhao, what's going on with this situation right now?" Li Fazu looked at the ghost shadow Zhao Ying and asked, "Didn't you say that the celestial phenomena in this space change every fifteen days, why now?"

Zhao Ying shook his head and said, "Brother doesn't know ......."

Rao Hongxi, the "Chaotic Star Sword" on the side, made a thoughtful look: "I have an idea." There are many reasons for the formation of small spaces. At present, it seems that the Xiaohan Palace is the most important place in this space, and now there are unknown changes, and it may be ...... with the Tianhou Palace."

Only hearing the words "Tianhou Palace", Kuang Yucheng, the "mad mastiff" next to him, couldn't wait, jumped out of the crowd and roared angrily: "Kang Gunian, Xu Wanshu! What the hell are you doing in Tianhou Palace?"

After the situation evolved into a head-to-head between Zhang Yan and the golden-robed man, the remaining Tianhou Palace people, led by Kang Gunian, regrouped and formed a continuous formation, with Kuang, Li and others across the battlefield and looking at each other from a distance.

"This is Brother Kuang, a rabid dog with a small name in Liuhuahe, right?" Hearing Kuang Yucheng's accusation, the silver-robed monk who appeared at the end immediately stepped out of the crowd and said: "The way of space is unfathomable, and this small space is difficult to say stable. How can it change and bite our Tianhou Palace?"

Bo Youwei's name was originally a humble phrase, and it was used to describe others with irony. As the saying goes, "nine dogs out of a mastiff", dogs and mastiffs are their own family, so the taste is completely wrong!

Kuang Yucheng jumped like thunder, shouting and scolding across the central battlefield, but he had no intention of bypassing it.

Xu Wanshu looked at him from afar and sneered again and again.

The air crackled and crackled like branches.

The faces of the people present couldn't help but change.

"Hahaha, I see! I understand!" The ghost shadow Zhao Ying stretched out his hand to the silver-robed monk, and laughed loudly: "You still say that it has nothing to do with your Tianhou Palace?

"I don't know how this change happened, but now, this defensive formation is the basis for the existence of a small space! If you know the correct way to enter and exit, it is just that, forcibly breaking the formation is tantamount to killing yourself!"

Xu Wanshu's face squirmed, and his expression changed drastically.

Kang Gunian, who was hidden in the big array, also appeared and said, "Third brother, I'm afraid there is really a problem here!"

As he was talking, there was another turmoil in the space, and even the two people who were fighting were alarmed.

The white light and red qi converged, and above the central sky, the golden-robed monk with a tiger's tail tied to his waist went to the east, and Zhang Yan went west. One silver and one gold, the two separated and returned to their own camps.

"What's going on, are there still people who continue to break the formation?" the golden-robed monk asked.

Xu Wanshu had a panic on his face, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "No, after the Lord leaves, I will arrange for Lei Laosi to go back and take people to guard over there, but there is no move to break the formation!"

"How ...... that?"

"Please baby, show up!" heard a few conversations between the two of them, looking at the increasingly frequent cracks around them. Zhang Yan didn't want to listen anymore, and called urgently: "Little assistant, can you see what's going on around you?"

The tiny flames in the depths of the sea swayed gently, giving him the feeling that he was like a cute thing that had been awakened from his sleep, yawning and stretching his waist. There was an extra purple line in the middle of the ice blue, and although it had not fully recovered, the little assistant became vivid again.

Zhang Yan frowned, and said in his heart: "I have always opened the 'True Vision', and I have asked you to come out and make so many scenes......"

"Dididi!"

A red warning suddenly appeared on the virtual screen, and a rapid alarm sounded: "The space around the host is extremely unstable, it is recommended to leave immediately!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

With the prompt sound, three skeleton patterns pop up, changing from small to large, occupying the entire field of vision.

Since the crossing, the little assistant has generally been quite reliable. Never before had he been given such a serious warning while he was awake.

Zhang Yan panicked slightly, turned his head to Lan Yuandao and asked, "How did you get out before?"

Lan Yuandao was stunned and replied: "The exits in and out of the small space appear randomly, but there are also slight rules to follow. Going out of it, usually from the place where the lake fell into the void, it flies into the clouds, and in a quarter or two, it always hits an open passage. It's the same with coming in from the outside, there are a few places where the space passage opens more frequently. ”

Zhang Yan nodded and asked in his heart, "How long is there left!"

"Ten ......"

"Damn!"

Zhang Yan suddenly let out a shout of anger and threw a sentence to everyone: "The collapse of space is close at hand, we can't delay, everyone should flee for their lives!"

Ignoring the surprised eyes of Li Fazu, Lan Yuandao and others, he soared into the sky, and rushed towards the lake and the clouds above the void place.

“...... It's urgent, and there's not much time left. Collecting information for prediction ......"

"Countdown starts now: 37, 36......"

It was as if the system froze, and after several breaths, the full sentence appeared.

I can't care about being teased by the assistant again, and I don't feel relieved in my heart. "Ten" and "37" seem to be several times worse, but they are actually not much worse when counting down.

In a dark cloud, spatial cracks appeared and disappeared like lightning, and there were dangerous red signs everywhere.

“28、27......”

The countdown is getting closer and closer to the end, but there is still no stable space passage that allows people to go out.

"Little Helper ......"

"The space is close to collapse, it is in an extremely unstable state, and the possibility of a stable passage to the outside world is very small, it is recommended to prepare for the collapse of the space!"

This is followed by a long list of recommendations.

"OOXX" Zhang Yan scolded angrily.

The physical body tears the space, this is an act that the world legends will only do if they are at the level of the True Monarch and the Demon Lord. Passing through the space crack, a real person without a space magic weapon to protect himself is also a "death" word!

"How can I prepare?"

complained so much, the movements were not slow at all, and he still followed the advice of the little assistant, clasped his hands on his knees, and formed himself into a sphere in the air.

After a little hesitation, he took out a two-foot-sized bronze disc from the storage bag that originally belonged to him, inserted his left palm into the center of the disc bulge, and cast it into a handle in the shape of a three-headed tiger striking at each other, concave outward, blocking the front of his body.

In the real field of vision, the glow is shining in a thousand ways, and the golden flowers are sprayed.

If there was anything in his hand that could resist the power of the spatial tear, then there was only this ninth-order top-grade dinggai!

If you don't need it, forget it. If it's just a little bit, and the things that can be resisted are still kept in the storage bag, wouldn't it be stuffed to death?

After he stopped moving, the flames in the depths of the sea expanded, turning the invisible into tangible, expanding into a thin film, enveloping Zhang Yan's body.

This is the root of his indeed.

"I hope the little assistant will be as powerful as ever!" secretly prayed in his heart, and the countdown had come to an end.