After a few days in a row, Yang Zhao had already gained a lot, and at this moment, an edict from far away from the sky had finally arrived.

As he expected, Yunluan's Ethereal Palace was indeed attacked by the rest of the forces, but because of the effective countermeasures, those sneak attackers were very passive.

At this point, the matter has become clear, Yun Luan is also a little helpless, with their current strength, it is difficult to retreat, it is difficult to retreat, it is difficult to move when entering the polar regions, and the shape has become a little urgent.

But Yang Zhao felt that it was worth it.

After completing the illusion of a false escape, everyone continued to jump and change the way of escape, and went thousands of miles away from the extreme to the extreme, and then swaggered to appear, rushing towards the polar region, as for whether those spies would eventually be fooled, it was not their concern.

At a glance, the polar scenery is boundless and has a magnificent style, but if you see too much, it will be quite monotonous.

A large amount of debris and ice particles are carried in the wind, dancing wildly in the air, chaotic as the current situation in the polar regions.

Yang Zhao frowned, and followed closely behind Yun Luan and the jumper, also avoiding the chaotic battle in the rear.

This is already the seventh fight he has seen since he entered the polar sun circle.

And the most incredible thing is that these brawls are all conflicts between the outer demons, more precisely, they should be the conflicts within the various forces of the outer demons.

It was only at this time that Yang Zhao understood the origin of what Yun Luan and Dark Night said that the shape was very bad.

Judging from what I have seen and heard in the past half day, there seems to be an anxious and fierce atmosphere among the various forces of the demons outside the heavens, like a surging crater. Maybe just a small pebble thrown into it could lead to an unprecedented explosion.

Such a demon force is no longer like an organization with rules, but more like a bandit den!

Moreover, Yang Zhao's increasingly clear head, after a period of combing, has found out some of the key points.

One of the more basic ones is that some power alliances adopt the management method of tightening on the outside and loosening on the inside.

Except for the person in charge of specific matters, who is an elite selected from among the members of the various alliances and is subject to strict control, the rest of the functions. It's all blurry. It's just that relying on the amazing strength and power of the heads of each palace, they forcibly suppressed it.

Originally, these people in the palace were all masters who swept the snow in front of the door and cultivated for many years. I also have a law that adapts to the times in my heart.

With the huge cultivation resources provided by the Alliance. between them. It can also generate some basic order on its own.

But these self-formed orders, after all, are still fragile.

When the alliance is developing rapidly, some contradictions can be covered up with various benefits. But as the polar journey began, these contradictions inevitably came to light one by one.

And the impact of exposure has now formed such a peculiar scene.

In their spare time, the people in the palaces fought to snatch elixirs and tricks, and repay grievances, but if foreign enemies attacked, those palace masters ascended to the top and shouted, and they roared and formed a group, unanimous to the outside world.

This kind of chaos has the appearance of a dharma, even in the cultivation realm, it is extremely rare.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of breaking the air in the distance started again.

Yang Zhao sighed, and was about to hide his figure, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a black light passing through the oblique front.

There is blood in this black light, obviously the magic weapon that this person is guarding must be contaminated with the spirit and blood, refining with the special forbidden method of the outer world, when it passes by, the sound of breaking the air is like a thousand ghosts crying, poignant and piercing, it is really the most typical extraterrestrial style.

The person who drove the magic weapon did not have the consciousness of being a wicked person, his face was panicked, his eyes were scattered, and he only cared about the imperial weapon and ran wildly, but he didn't see Yang Zhao and the others who were still standing in front of him.

Yang Zhao looked dumbfounded and smiled, if it was just a matter of Heavenly Demon Realms such as Jumpie and Yunluan, even this kind of half-bucket of water Earth Demon Realm came out to mix, wouldn't it be the way to die?

Just as he was about to make a move, his eyes suddenly flashed with light.

Yang Zhao was taken aback, and when he stared at it, he saw a long rainbow running through the sky, which came first from several miles away, twisted in the black light, and blood rain flew in mid-air.

Yang Zhao and Lianyi glanced at each other, and the hand on the hilt of the sword was also taken down.

At this time, the person in the flight also let out a scream, and in the scream, his body was forcibly blasted away in front of Yang Zhao, and it bounced downward, just blocking between everyone.

What a spicy hand!

"This is!" Yang Zhao secretly shouted, Zhen Yuan also adjusted, and as soon as his body folded, he retreated behind the jumper and Yun Luan.

Just thinking about it, a person appeared in the distance.

The flying sword that slashed the enemy several miles away was like a bird flying over the nest, and the voiced sound of the sheath was faintly heard by Yang Zhao here.

It's just that this person's speed is fast, and Yun Luan's reaction is also amazing, just when this person is about to come, her delicate body turns in a direction and crashes towards this person's flying sword, and the speed has increased tenfold!

This person's eyes were cold, and he turned sideways to let go, and Yun Luan's soaring momentum was also paused.

He didn't seem to care that Yun Luan would take his life, but as long as he looked at his red eyes, he knew that this person seemed to have other means, who knew what the consequences would be if he got it?

After such a pause, Yun Luan didn't seem to be able to keep up with the rhythm, so he could only watch as this person pulled out the long sword in his hand and stabbed it towards her chest.

At this moment, the jumper raised his palm violently and shouted angrily: "Duh!"

Looking at the person's appearance again, it seemed that he wanted to kill Yun Luan first and then fight back desperately, Lian Yi secretly scolded "I don't know whether to live or die", but he also did his best and flew over there.

It was only twenty feet away from that side, and the palms of both sides were already colliding together.

Yang Zhao seemed to have seen the tragic situation of this person's seven orifices splashing blood, but when he saw that the jumper frowned, his figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.

But the next moment, he felt that he might be dazzled, and a pair of palms as white as jade came out of the man's palm, and at the moment when the dress met the person's palm, it suddenly appeared between the two palms.

Centered on the place where the man was lying, the land in a radius of seven or eight zhang turned into a swamp-like mudflat, and all the plants and trees within the range withered and collapsed in an instant.

And this qiē is born in silence.

The man spat out blood, but his body quickly melted into the soil beneath him.

On the ground, Yun Luan's face showed an extremely strange expression, and at the same time, her delicate body shook in midair, rolled again, and opened up a distance before stopping.

"Shadow puppet?" Yun Luan blurted out instantly, and the jumpsuit immediately thought of some legendary shadow demon's life-saving magic weapon.

Previously, Yun Luan thought that this was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems that a puppet who can block the blow of the jumpsuit is not an exaggeration.

But the question is, can the shadow golem block the first blow of the jumpsuit, but can it also block the second blow?

As soon as this thought flashed, the dressing eyes swept over, and glanced at her, Yun Luan's brows furrowed slightly, and he flicked his fingers, and his aura was dazzling, just hitting the dark energy that the clothes waved.

Where the two sides clashed, the earth and rocks burst apart, and there was a heavy and muffled explosion in the air.

The man screamed, and flipped up from the place where his strength had been exchanged, and his face was really bleeding and miserable. (To be continued......)