Chapter 263: Feng Baopu
This psychic demon wood was obtained by He Jiangxiu at the Penglai auction meeting. The Eternal Cloud Sea Fruit was born from this demon tree, and it is a great treasure among the demon clan.
Originally, He Jiangxiu thought that the subtlety of the psychic demon wood was only to produce all kinds of rare fruits, but he didn't expect that the psychic demon wood could also devour the power of space.
The slender psychic demon wood branches flew out along He Jiangxiu's arms, and the branches spread into the cracked space-time, piercing the last layer of parallel space.
"It's finally through!" He Jiangxiu shouted, his body swept away, and the eternal sword qi flashed under his feet, and he leaped into the spatial crack in one step.
Seeing this, Murong Shaobai and Zhou Zi immediately followed closely, and they all turned into a flowing wind and drilled into the spatial passage.
With the Xuan Turtle as a guide, He Jiangxiu didn't have to worry that they would get lost in the space passage, and moreover, the psychic demon wood that had absorbed the power of space seemed to have fully comprehended the way of space, dancing in front of He Jiangxiu, as if he Jiang Xiu and others were guiding the way.
Whoosh!
Three white streamers, within a few breaths, came out of the spatial passage and came to another time and space.
The sky is still full of yellow sand, the moon and stars are sparse, and there is a heat wave flowing in the air.
"We, or in the Xiqi Desert?" asked Murong Shaobai.
He Jiangxiu looked around, opened his delusional eyes, and then nodded and said, "It should be." The breath flowing in the air here is exactly the same as the breath of the Xiqi Desert. β
"The question now is, where are we in the Xiqi Desert?" Zhou Ziping asked coldly.
"Look, what is that?" He Jiangxiu raised his head suddenly, only to see that where the yellow sand storm was raging in front of him, a large-scale temple appeared, flashing with a faint golden light, which had been obscured by the yellow sand storm before, so that everyone did not notice it.
The yellow sand storm gradually dispersed to both sides, and this Golden Light Temple was completely exposed in front of He Jiangxiu and the others.
At this time, the copper-yellow key in He Jiangxiu's hand suddenly shone with a golden light exactly the same as that of the temple, trembling slightly, and letting out a mournful roar.
This copper-yellow key is the treasure house key that Panwu Immortal Venerable gave to He Jiangxiu.
"The temple in front of us should be the treasure trove we are looking for. He Jiangxiu said softly, although his voice was very soft, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his tone.
Zhou Ziping paused and asked, "This temple is the treasure house left behind by Panwu Immortal Venerable?" β
"Let's go, let's break this temple first!" He Jiangxiu said in a low voice, "Panwu Immortal Venerable left this treasure house, and there must have been many formations arranged, although we have the key to open the treasure house, we still have to be more careful." βγ
"Hmm. Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping responded, and immediately, the three of them turned into three streamers of light and quickly rushed towards the temple.
"Hahaha!"
However, just as He Jiangxiu and the three of them were about to approach the temple, there was a sudden sound of wild laughter in the distant sky, and then, He Jiangxiu saw that three bright cold rays broke through the sky like starlight.
"Not good!" He Jiangxiu exclaimed, opened his delusional eyes, and spread his divine sense, even when he found out the origin of those three cold rays.
He Jiangxiu shouted: "Run, it's Feng Baopu!"
Although He Jiangxiu and Feng Baopu have hatred for one day and two places, three rivers and four seas, he also knows the strength of his side. Facing the menacing Feng Baopu, He Jiangxiu naturally did not dare to face his edge.
Feng Baopu of the Qianyuan realm was already an existence that had stepped into the realm of the void at this time. A medium-grade imperial weapon flying sword hung obliquely around his waist, and a strong sword aura gushed out from his body.
"He Jiangxiu, I really didn't expect that you didn't die!" Feng Baopu shouted, and in the blink of an eye, he flew in front of He Jiangxiu, and landed with Xuan Xuan and Fan Chen.
At this time, Xuan Xuan and Fan Chen didn't know what adventures they had got, and the breath exuding from their bodies was incomparably fierce and majestic. It's as if you're about to break through to the Qianyuan realm right away.
"He Jiangxiu, will you return my treasure to me first?" Feng Baopu said with a smile, and slowly walked towards He Jiangxiu, and the strong spiritual coercion was released from his body, suppressing the audience.
Even Zhou Ziping, who is in the realm of heaven and man, does not have any temper in front of Feng Baopu.
Zhou Ziping is in Lingyunmen, he is a middle character, not Feng Baopu's person, but he doesn't want to offend Feng Baopu. After all, now Feng Baopu is the number one true disciple in the Lingyun Sect, and his power is monstrous and hot, if anyone provokes him, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat.
Therefore, Zhou Ziping was sandwiched between He Jiangxiu and Feng Baopu, in a dilemma, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
"Brother Zhou, I know your difficulties, this Feng Baopu, I'll deal with it. He Jiangxiu immediately rushed in front of Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping, running the Eternal Mystic Method, secretly resisting Feng Baopu's spiritual coercion.
He Jiangxiu said sonorously: "Between you and me, it is a personal grudge, but it is not about Murong Shaobai and Zhou Ziping. β
"Haha!" Feng Baopu looked at He Jiangxiu's mouse playfully, and laughed again: "That's right, it is indeed a personal grudge between you and me. However, these two people are also going to die!"
"Feng Baopu!" He Jiangxiu said viciously, "Do you know the rules of the sect? β
The Blood Cave is a forbidden place in the Lingyun Gate, and it is a place built by the Lingyun Gate to punish the disciples who make mistakes. In the blood cave, there are countless devils and monsters, and it is said that in the deepest part of the blood cave, there is an old monster in the realm of the void sky.
Even if a master of the Qianyuan realm is thrown into a blood cave, he will end up dead and alive.
Feng Baopu sneered, and said faintly, his tone was like a grim reaper, and his footsteps were also approaching He Jiangxiu step by step: "It's really a joke." If you can kill Feng Qian, I can't kill you? This kind of bullshit thing like a door rule is useless in front of me. β
"If you want to kill me, even if you come to take my life, why do you still have trouble with Zhou Ziping and Murong Shaobai?" He Jiangxiu asked coldly, watching Feng Baopu walk in front of him, he didn't flinch.
Face Feng Baopu. Rao is Feng Baopu has already exploded his spiritual coercion to the extreme, and he has mobilized all his strength to suppress He Jiangxiu's body, He Jiangxiu is still just a righteous appearance, and he will never retreat.
However, in fact, in He Jiangxiu's body, the Eternal Mystic Law had also been operated to the extreme. The Eternal Immortal Ding and the Hongmeng Divine Diagram spewed out a steady stream of chaotic power, all over He Jiangxiu's body.
The psychic demon wood has also returned to the Eternal Immortal Ding. But perhaps because it devoured a large amount of spatial power, the psychic demon wood did not fall silent, but danced its branches again and again, spitting out the spatial power that had been absorbed before.
The spatial power spit out by the psychic demon wood lost its furious and restlessness, and became as gentle and elegant as flowing water, slowly flowing in He Jiangxiu's meridians, nourishing every inch of meridians and every trick in He Jiangxiu's body.
When the power of space was instilled into He Jiangxiu's body, He Jiangxiu even had an urge to comprehend the way of space. Of course, it's just impulsive.
If it weren't for the Xuan Turtle, if He Jiangxiu was given ten or eight years, he might not be able to comprehend the way of space in Emperor Yingwu.
Feng Baopu looked coldly at He Jiangxiu's righteous appearance, and said with a mocking smile: "Since you are already dying, I might as well tell you! Zhou Ziping, Murong Shaobai, I know that there are the Zhou family and the Murong family standing behind you, and they are very powerful. However, what I, Feng Baopu, want to deal with is a big family like you! The first step for me to seize the position of the sect leader is to annex the two of you and plunder the wealth of your family. So, both of you, sooner or later, you're going to die!"
"Feng Baopu, do you want to be unfavorable to my Zhou family?" Zhou Ziping said coldly, "You are really daydreaming! My ancestor of the Zhou family, but in the Void Heaven Realm, you are not an opponent." If you kill me, be careful that my ancestor will crush you directly. β
"It's naΓ―ve. Feng Baopu shook his head and said, "Actually, you also have some good luck. This temple behind me is indeed the treasure left behind by Panwu Immortal Venerable. It contains the mantle inheritance of Panwu Immortal Venerable, and after a while, I will solve you, and then I can enter it, get the power of Panwu Immortal Venerable, and advance to the Void Heaven realm, what kind of ancestor are you, how can you be my opponent?"
"What wishful thinking. He Jiangxiu sneered and said, "Just by you, you still want to covet the position of the sect?" Feng Baopu, who will kill the deer, it is not yet known!"
"He Jiangxiu, you are too rampant. However, now this is the Xiqi Desert, there are no Daoists who have sneaked away, there are no Lingyun immortals, you don't have any reliance, and you still talk wildly?" Feng Baopu frowned and scolded: "Go to death! My patience is gone!"
Rumble!
Feng Baopu said, and raised his hand to be a sword. The medium-grade imperial weapon hanging from his waist shot out.
The medium-grade imperial weapon lived up to its name, and as soon as it was urged, it burst out with divine power that He Jiangxiu had never seen, and the sword light was full of light, and it was extremely fast.
Even before He Jiangxiu could react, the flying sword had already stabbed He Jiangxiu in the chest.
Bang!
The white sword light pierced He Jiangxiu's protective qi in an instant, and then shattered the eternal armor covering He Jiangxiu's body.
"Die!" Feng Baopu roared, as if he wanted to express his anger and resentment towards He Jiangxiu at this time.
Feng Baopu's long sword directly stabbed He Jiangxiu's chest, and the sword body rolled to shatter He Jiangxiu's heart.
However, just when Feng Baopu's eyes flashed a touch of fierceness and showed a smug look, Feng Baopu's flying sword actually stopped abruptly and could no longer advance an inch.
The dozens of branches of the psychic demon wood wrapped around He Jiangxiu's heart, forcibly blocking the flying sword and strangling.