Chapter 967: Purple Death Is Not Dead
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Zhang Yan stared at the two Sun Moon Sect disciples in front of him with a cold face, and said in an indifferent tone: "The luck of the two of you is not bad, you can actually encounter the 'Mystery Fragment'. ”
Upanishads fragments?
Hearing Zhang Yan's words, whether it was Hu Lin or Zhang Ping, their pupils couldn't help but shrink, and their expressions became a little sluggish.
After a moment, Hu Lin was the first to come back to his senses, staring at the delicate box embedded in the roof of the cave in the middle of the cave for the first time, and muttered, "What do you mean...... The treasure stored in that delicate box is a 'mystical fragment'?"
"Whether or not there are 'Upanishad fragments' in it is none of your business. ”
In the face of Hu Lin's inquiry, Zhang Yan continued to speak, his voice was as calm as ever, extremely empty, and did not contain any feelings.
"Why?"
Zhang Ping, who had just come back to his senses, asked subconsciously in a daze.
"Because...... Dead people, don't need to know so much. ”
Zhang Yan spoke calmly again, and when the words just fell, his whole person moved, only to see his hands suddenly raised, his arms bent back, and his back trembled.
His arms and back were drawn into a strong bow.
The trembling back, more like a bowstring that has been drawn, trembles slightly, ready to shoot the arrows against it.
"Don't be ashamed!"
Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Zhang Ping came to his senses completely, while Hu Lin sneered, and the rolling yuan force on his body swept up, and the 'artistic conception' followed him like a shadow.
Call!
Immediately after, in his hand, a three-foot Qingfeng soon appeared, which was the 'Second Grade Spirit Sword' he was carrying.
Shout!
Hu Lin's eyes were cold, he turned into a blast wind, and killed Zhang Yan with a sword, without mercy.
Above the void, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, converging into more than six hundred ancient horned dragon phantoms, and they pounced towards Zhang Yan with their teeth and claws, menacing.
Transform the virtual realm!
The artistic conception of the double high-level sword!
This is Hu Lin's true strength as the first person of the contemporary youth generation of the Sun and Moon Sect.
Airplanes!
And at the moment when Hu Lin made a move, Zhang Ping also came back to his senses, and a 'second-grade spirit knife' appeared out of thin air in his hand, the yuan force was raging, and the 'artistic conception' was integrated into it.
Without any hesitation, he and Hu Lin joined forces to kill Zhang Yan together.
The Ancient Horned Dragon Phantom above the void above Zhang Ping's head had a total of more than five hundred, just one hundred fewer than Hu Lin.
Transform the virtual realm!
The artistic conception of a high-level knife!
Zhang Ping, the second person in the contemporary youth generation of the Sun and Moon Sect, is only below Hu Lin in strength.
Hu Lin and Zhang Ping's figures swept out, sword by sword, and killed Zhang Yan, directly taking the vital point, without mercy.
With his hands in his palms and his arms pulled back, it looked like Zhang Yan forming a strong bow, his back trembled slightly, and wisps of blue flames appeared around the second-grade spirit weapon gloves on his hands.
The coexistence of scorching heat and cold breath, the combination of contradictions, caused the air flow to be squeezed for a while, and involuntarily set off a slight explosion of air, one after another, endlessly.
Wow!
Just when the second-grade spirit sword and second-grade spirit sword in the hands of Hu Lin and Zhang Ping were killing Zhang Yan, the turbulent power of heaven and earth above the void above Zhang Yan's head finally converged into a vision of heaven and earth.
Nine hundred and seventy-eight Ancient Horned Dragon Phantoms hovered and fell, ready to attack, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.
"No!!"
Hu Lin and Zhang Ping, who were originally full of confidence and thought that they could kill Zhang Yan, changed color when they saw the vision of heaven and earth appearing in the void above Zhang Yan's head, and Zhang Ping shouted in horror.
Boom! Boom!
At the moment when Hu Lin and Zhang Ping's faces changed drastically and Zhang Ping was shocked, Zhang Yan finally moved.
I saw that his arms, which were like a strong bow, shook, his back stopped trembling, and the surging blue flames in his two palms quickly swept out, shrouding down towards Hu Lin and Zhang Ping, meeting the menacing attacks of the two.
Hu Lin and Zhang Ping are the strongest.
Even if it was Hu Lin, with all his strength, his strength was only comparable to the strength of more than six hundred ancient horned dragons.
This bit of power was destroyed by the power of Zhang Yan's more than 900 ancient horned dragons, and the result was predictable.
Bang!
In a flash of lightning, Hu Lin and the two were killed by Zhang Yan without accident.
After the two were killed, their corpses flew out unabated, hitting the cave wall in the distance like arrows from the string, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Since then, the disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect who entered the 'Martial Emperor's Secret Vault' have all been wiped out.
After killing Hu Lin and the others, Zhang Yan stepped into the air at will like a nobody, and took down the delicate box that followed the roof of the cave in the middle of the cave.
He didn't rush to open the box.
His gaze, some of which were ghostly, involuntarily fell on the cave floor mixed with the hundreds of 'Water Artistic Conception Fragments' in the rubble blocks.
"In my previous experience...... The 'Mystery Fragment' inside this box should be the 'Mystery Fragment of Water'. ”
Thinking of this, Zhang Yan's breathing became rapid.
The shards of the mystery of fire, useless to him.
The fragment of the mystery of water, but it is of great significance to him, and he will use it to comprehend the 'mystery of water' in the future.
After all, after cultivating, he easily condensed 'water' into 'ice', and even transformed 'ice' into 'water'.
For him, comprehending the artistic conception and mystery of water is equivalent to comprehending the artistic conception and mystery of ice.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yan opened the delicate box.
Almost at the moment when the box was opened, Zhang Yan's eyes couldn't help but stare.
A fragment glowing with aqua blue appeared in front of his eyes.
"Congratulations, young man...... This 'Eightfold Emperor Realm Water Mystery Fragment' is yours. ”
At the same time, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came into Zhang Yan's ears, carrying an extremely frightening penetrating power, and it was transmitted far away.
"Not good!"
Hearing the voice, Zhang Yan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, hurriedly flew out, and left the cave as soon as possible.
With the lesson of the last time, he did not dare to take any more risks.
Last time, he finally got a 'Fragment of the Mystery of Fire', but because of Feng Tianwu's appearance, it fell into Feng Tianwu's hands.
As the saying goes, 'eat a trench and grow a wisdom', in order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, Zhang Yan slipped away as soon as possible!
Whoosh!
Just when Zhang Yan was leaving, two ghost-like figures appeared in the cave at the same time.
Looking at the 'fragments of the artistic conception of water' everywhere, the two frowned in unison.
"The 'Fragment of the Mysteries of Water' in your hands?"
Immediately afterwards, the two looked at each other tacitly and said in unison.
The two of them took a deep look at each other again, and then they left separately to find the person who had obtained the 'Nine Emperor Realm Water Mystery Fragment'.
Emperor Wu's Secret Collection, inside a cave.
Call!
A figure like purple lightning quickly swept into the cave, carefully looking left and right, not letting go of any details, as if looking for something.
The owner of the figure is none other than 'Duan Lingtian'!
After breaking through to the 'Void Realm Dual' on that day, more than ten days have passed.
During this period of time, Duan Lingtian held two 'Artistic Conception Fragments' in his hands and comprehended two 'Artistic Conceptions' at the same time, and at the same time, he searched in all directions in a carpet manner, intending to find the person who had obtained the 'Three-Colored Fruit'.
"Now, even if I find the man...... He's probably already ingested two spirit fruits. ”
After searching the cave for a while and confirming that nothing had been found, Duan Ling Tian flew away and entered another cave.
Duan Lingtian looked for the caves one by one, and he was very patient.
Soon, Duan Ling Tian swept into a relatively remote cave and began to search around again, not letting go of any corner.
In an inconspicuous corner on the top of this cave, in a small dark cave, a young man in white was sitting cross-legged, cultivating quietly.
"Purple Death Boy, you and this Duan Ling Tian are really close to each other!"
Suddenly, a gloomy, hoarse, and old voice sounded in the young man in white's mind, causing him to wake up from his cultivation for the first time.
"Duan Lingtian?!"
The young man in white was none other than 'Purple Death', and after hearing the voice in his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes in the darkness, and he chose to devour people.
Duan Lingtian, this name, he is naturally not unfamiliar.
From the original Qinglin Imperial Kingdom to the present, that person is like his mortal enemy, no matter where he goes, no matter what height he stands at, the other party will appear in front of him.
Not only that, but in repeated confrontations with the other party, he fell into the disadvantage every time, which made him extremely aggrieved.
Originally, there was a strong man's 'remnant soul' possessed, and he had great power, but he was restrained by a stone tablet in the other party's hand, which made him almost crazy!
"Duan Lingtian, it's really you!"
Sitting in the small cave in the dark, Zi Yan's gaze fell on the purple figure in the cave outside for the first time, and his eyes were full of violence.
"Huh?"
Almost at the moment when Zi Yan stared at Duan Ling Tian, Duan Ling Tian frowned, and he had a feeling of being spied on.
At the same time, he jerked his head up and looked into the remote corner on the side of the cave roof.
A pitch-black hole to accommodate a person in and out appeared before his eyes.
Just as Duan Ling Tian was about to use his spiritual power to probe inside, he found that inside the cave, a white figure suddenly swept out, slowly falling, and appeared in front of his eyes.
"Purple Death!"
Seeing the white-clothed young man in front of him, Duan Lingtian's pupils shrank, and he was a little frightened, "You...... You're not dead?!"
The current Duan Lingtian was extremely shocked in his heart.
On that day, when he first entered the 'Martial Emperor's Vault', Zi Yan attacked him on that high platform, and both fell into the 'Bottomless Abyss' with him, and fought against him in the Bottomless Abyss.
In that battle, he used the power of a thousand ancient horned dragons to defeat the power of Purple Death's eight hundred and seventy-eight ancient horned dragons, and almost killed Purple Death.
When Zi Yan took out the 'fragments' that had been lost outside the Demon Sealing Tablet and plunged into the bottomless abyss with his strength, Duan Ling Tian thought that he would definitely die.
Who knows, not only did Zi Yan not die, but he also appeared here, in front of his eyes!