Chapter 122

Even if this kid is a little weird, the leader of their operation this time is Zhao Tianlan, who is at the ninth level of condensation, and it should be foolproof. It can be seen that the strength shown by the inexplicable battle between these two people, the two sides really want to fight, it seems that the Zhao family may not be able to take advantage of much.

These......

Zhao Tianlan also knew it in his heart.

But he has already appeared with a large number of people, if he stops, how will he mix in his own family in the future?

"Don't worry, there will be an injury when the two tigers fight, let them continue to fight. ”

However, Zhao Tianlan couldn't imagine what kind of disaster his decision just now would bring to him......

"The third type, the hungry tiger pounces on the sheep!"

Zhao Tianlan noticed something unusual.

Although the power of Ye Reverse Scale's move was indeed stronger than just now, and it had reached the power of the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, the name of this move always felt like it was given casually.

"Third Style, Chiba Soul Torture Palm!"

For some reason, everyone was inexplicably relieved when they heard that the name of Ye Chenfeng's move had changed.

However, before they could take this breath, the three views of the Zhao family were more severely tested.

"Fourth type, black tiger digging out of the heart!"

"Fourth Style, Chiba • Life Defeat Dog Palm!"

"The fifth, fifth, tiger tail swing!"

"Fifth Style, Chiba Family Broken Palm!"

"Six Styles, Like a Tiger with Wings......"

"Sixth Style, Chiba • Moral Decline Palm!"

"Seven, seven styles...... Tiger Falls on the Plains!"

"Seventh Style, Chiba • Lost Heavenly Conscience Palm!"

"Tiger, tiger and tiger!"

"Eighth type, Chiba is embarrassed as a traitor!"

"Tiger, fox, fake tiger...... No, tiger poison doesn't eat children!"

"Ninth Style, Chiba Extremely Vicious Palm!"

"Tenth Formula...... I can't make it up! You give me enough to stop, bastard!"

"Oh, it's worthy of Brother Reverse Scale, the name of the strongest move is so unique, it's really daunting! In this case, I can only use my life's cultivation to make a supreme strong style, which is the greatest respect for you! Chiba ......"

"Nima, can you kid not mention these two words!"

"Miserable! absolute! people! Huan! palm!"

Ye was defeated again.

It wasn't that he lost to Ye Chenfeng's cultivation, nor was it his moves, but that he was defeated at his lower limit......

Although the battle between him and Ye Chenfeng was originally acting, he wanted to use the aura that escaped between the two sides to attract the attention of the enemy, and then let the others take the opportunity to approach the entrance of the secret realm, and enter directly once they had the opportunity.

Although Ye Zhilan's plan to make Ye Chenfeng look at him failed at the beginning, the others were not stupid, seeing the two of them fighting for so long as if they were playing for a long time, they should have reacted and retreated.

But Ye Zhilan made a lot of calculations, and he didn't expect that she would one day be mentally polluted by her own people......

Is this a peak duel or an idiom solitaire?

How did you say such a shameful move, and your face didn't change, and all the four-word words you used were full of negative energy?

The lower limit of this product is too low!

Ye Yanfeng suddenly realized one thing, he may have been wrong to blame Ye Chenfeng all along, he was definitely just a simple second ancestor, although he had realized this before, but today he really realized that Ye Chenfeng must be burdened with a very heavy past, otherwise, how could a young master of the Ye family, who had no worries about food and clothing, and was rich in cultivation resources to make people jealous, become so neurotic?

There must be something that suppressed his childhood, right, otherwise such a serious matter, why did he have so much fun, and it seemed that he was still deeply involved in the play?

But these are no longer important, after this scene, it is not only he who has been traumatized mentally, but also the Zhao family......

"Enough!"

Zhao Tianlan, who couldn't bear it, finally made a move, and directly used all his strength, and the aura of the ninth layer of condensation qi was very huge, as if a big river was rolling in, directly washing the two of them away.

He didn't perform any mysterious spells, nor did he use moves, but just used his strong aura to shake the two of them, making them each vomit blood, and after hitting the ground, he continued to slide for more than ten meters.

This is the strength of the ninth layer of condensation, and in the face of the monks below the fifth layer of condensation, he doesn't bother to make serious moves at all. Only monks at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Condensation Stage are qualified to let him perform moves. And this kind of cultivation to the two of them, in front of Zhao Tianlan, at best, they are just two biting ants.

But he would never have thought that with his cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, he would actually be calculated by two ants.

His appearance is almost equivalent to the extreme move of the two of them at the same time, but for him, this is not unbearable. However, the moment of real contact, Zhao Tianlan suddenly found that the scenery in front of him had changed!

When he got up from the ground dizzy, he found that the ...... in front of him

It's bloody!

A red moon was in the sky overhead, and a big river blocked the way in front of him, making Zhao Tianlan quickly realize that he had come to a strange space at some point.

As far as the eye can see, there seems to be an infinite blood mist around it, and it is hazy and dim. And he himself was unexpectedly in a sea of flowers, incompatible with the strange scenery around him.

"What the hell is this place!"

Zhao Tianlan was shocked, and directly sacrificed the magic weapon to his body, but found that he seemed to have become a mortal, and there was no aura in the meridians.

"Hallucination, this must be an illusion, I was still in Daqing Mountain a moment ago, how could I have come here in an instant? And I can't even remember how I came here!"

His eyes were much firmer, what other powerful illusion could a monk at the second layer of condensation unleash?

He's here today to see where the boundaries of this illusion are!

After making up his mind, Zhao Tianlan immediately took action, but after walking for a while, he felt that something was wrong.

The surrounding scenery is not static, but like a real world, and all you see is unrepeated. But that's only second, he always felt ...... Someone is following behind you!

"Who!"

Behind him was empty, only intermittent red flowers.

"Wait, this flower...... Why does it look familiar?"

He remembered that he had seen in the family texts that the blood-red flower was called Manju Sahua. The river is dim, the banks are in full bloom, and the sky is full of blood moons...... When all this was connected, Zhao Tianlan's head "buzzed".

......

At the same time, the real world.

The monks of the Zhao family didn't know what happened to Zhao Tianlan, they only knew that the moment he intervened to stop the two of them, they didn't know why they stayed where they were, turning a deaf ear to the calls of others, as if they had fallen into some evil spell.