029 Shengxian Ling

Someone shouted in the hall, and the voice was lengthened many times. The iron guards who rushed out hit the magic weapons in their hands one after another. Yang Zifan fell down alone as if he hadn't seen it.

A circle of cyan airflow came out of the body, and all the iron guards fell to the ground under the action of this circle of airflow. Yang Zifan's toes were a little more empty, and his body turned into a circle of blue smoke and rushed into the hall.

Chu Huaitian was shocked and shouted, "Use the Tianhe fan quickly."

The Tianhe fan flies from the side of the dragon chair, and there are big rivers and mountains above the fan. A gust of wind rushed over the painting, and the river rushed out with huge waves from the fan.

Yang Zifan's understanding of everything in the world has reached a new level. He understands where the root of all things is. As long as he moves one of them, everything will change qualitatively, but the power needed to move that point is completely determined by the degree of this thing. The greater the power required for things The larger the quantity, if you want to touch everything, you don't know how much power you need to have than everything. This is almost possible but impossible.

The Tianhe fan in front of him is just a water spell. If he wants to break it, it's easy for him to have three-leaf flowers.

"Break." With a light drink, the torrent of the Tianhe fan splashed everywhere and disappeared. Yang Zifan put his hand on his chest and fell into the hall.

Everyone was stunned.

Chu Huaitian sat down on the dragon chair, holding an ancient sandalwood box tightly in his hand.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Zifan put his hand behind his back and said slowly, "Only take advantage of Yin and Yang to see the cold jade."

"Huh... don't think... who do you think you are."

Yang Zifan raised his hand, and the people in the hall turned pale with fear. They thought he was going to do it, but they didn't expect him to just play the dust on the monk's clothes.

"Of course, the boy is a common man, but Master Kongbei said that the thing should be kept by the boy, so..."

"One school... a school of nonsense... Master Kongbei had already ascended to the Buddhist world thousands of years ago. How could you... meet him?" A bold minister in the hall said boldly.

Yang Zifan looked at him sideways, and the afterglow of the sunset leaked in from the carved window on the side, which happened to shine on his face, making the nine-leaf lotus pattern on his forehead extremely eye-catching. The minister looked at the lotus pattern and suddenly remembered the rumors of various moon demons and took a few steps back.

"I only ask whether to give or not." Yang Zifan didn't want to have a fierce verbal fight with them, so he directly threw a choice.

"Yang Zifan, I'll kill you." At this time, a murderous atmosphere suddenly came from the hall, and Yang Zifan quickly raised his finger to his side.

"Ding." The crisp sound of the sword echoed in the hall, and the man behind the murderous spirit could no longer take a step forward. Yang Zifan's heart trembled when he saw this man.

"Shuo Bing."

Behind him, Lu Qi and Mu Han stared at themselves with hatred.

"Return my father's life..." Lu Qi and Mu Han followed closely and rushed to him unaware of life.

Yang Zifan knew that he was ashamed of killing their relatives, but this was not the time when he was entangled with them. He slapped out three palms in a row, and each palm rolled up the vitality around his body and turned into invisible energy. With the power of his three leaves, how could the three of them resist it?

"Pa, Pa, Pa" three muffled sounds.

Lu Qi, Mu Han and Shuo Bing fainted on the ground.

Yang Zifan turned around again and saw that the dragon chair was empty. There was no trace of Chu Huaitian. He grabbed a minister beside him and threatened, "Chu Huai, my God, go, say it quickly."

The man was so timid that his face was as pale as earth. He pointed to the side of the hall and couldn't speak for a long time. Yang Zifan looked sideways at the rest of the people, all pointing to the side door with pale faces. Yang Zifan left them and chased them out. Although Chu Huaitian's cultivation was low, his escape was really good.

Yang Zifan, who rushed out of the side door, chased all the way along the corridor. After almost a while, he saw Chu Huaitian's figure and shouted, "Chu Huaitian, stop."

Chu Huaitian was shocked and waved his hand, and the only iron guards behind him swarmed out. Yang Zifan dodged and put them all down and grabbed Chu Huaitian's dragon robe.

One of them was in the sky and one on the edge of the corridor. Chu Huaitian didn't know where his strength came from. Suddenly, he jumped to the edge of the corridor. Yang Zifan was caught off guard and watched Chu Huaitian's arm stagger with him. He turned around in a hurry. Chu Huaitian's body was red and turned into a meteor to escape to the north.

That direction is not elsewhere, but the place where Cang Longzi and Di Shitian duel.

Yang Zifan quickly flew up and came out of the "ding" formula. The red light on Chu Huaitian's body flashed twice, and he escaped from the broken formula and rushed into the territory of the Wuxiang Tower in the blink of an eye. He secretly said that it was bad. The emperor Shitian and Canglongzi in the Wuxiang Tower fought fiercely. There was only one way to escape from Chu Huaitian. If he died, Yinyang and Lengyu would naturally be lost his whereabouts, and the empty sorrow master could not do what he handed over to him.

"Boom." At this time, two more Zhenyuan collided together and turned into a large aperture to connect things. Yang Zifan secretly said that it was not easy to quickly release Zhenyuan to protect his body and protect himself with his hands. The aperture passed through and collided with Zhenyuan on his body, almost overturning him from the air.

When the aperture dissipated, Yang Zifan was able to see things again, and his heart was still in shock just now. The power of the aftershocks was still the same. If he really met him, he was afraid that he would not have much chance of winning. For a moment, he had a new understanding of the cultivation of Emperor Shitian and Canglongzi, and quickly used the word "moving" to move.

There is a mess outside the Wuxiang Tower. If it weren't for some broken bricks and tiles on the ground, I'm afraid no one would recognize that this was the place where the empty tragic master threw himself into the tower. Above the sky, Emperor Shitian held a flute in his hand, and the dragonzi held the seal in one hand. Presumably, he had just had a fierce fight and was still in the process of adjustment.

Di Shitian blushed and said angrily, "I didn't expect you to be the body of Yuanyang."

Cang Longzi sneered and said, "I see how your Tianyan Feiqi can do with me."

The real Yuan Daliang on the two people rushed together again. Any magic weapon with the cultivation of the two is no longer useful. Emperor Shitian used the flute as the instrument, and the Cang Longzi used his hand as the weapon. The two collided and handed over. Zhenyuan splashed everywhere. It was not a competition in tricks, but completely the foundation of the cultivation. The vitality around him was large. The light of the film turned into their own real elements and collided with each other and disappeared. I don't know how many tricks and tricks have been changed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zifan was not in the mood to watch the duel between the two peerless masters. He believed that Cang Longzi could defeat Emperor Shitian. The only thing he had to do was to take the yin and yang cold jade from Chu Huaitian.

He released his spiritual senses, and with the turbulent vitality around him, how could he escape his search with Chu Huaitian's cultivation. Yang Zifan's spirit moved, and his body suddenly appeared under a broken wall in the west, grabbing Chu Huaitian, who was shrinking in the corner.

Chu Huaitian was pulled up, and his face had already looked like dust. There was no ordinary imperial power.

"Man, let me go!"

Yang Zifan smiled at him and said, "You can let me go, but where is the yin and Yang Lengyu? Hand it over quickly."

Chu Huaitian was very scared and stretched out his hand to point behind him. Yang Zifan was overjoyed, but he didn't expect him to be so knowledgeable. Just as he was about to look up, Chu Huaitian suddenly laughed crazily.

"Haha...haha...haha"

Yang Zifan didn't know why and scolded, "What are you laughing at?"

Chu Huaitian did not answer, and his eyes were a little vicious, and he still laughed loudly. Just when Yang Zifan didn't know what was going on, a large area of blood red suddenly appeared on Chu Huaitian's body. The power was extremely powerful and unexpected, which overturned Yang Zifan to the ground.

When Yang Zifan flew up, he only saw Chu Huaitian holding a palm-sized token in his hand. The token looked like jade, but it was as bright as water beads. When the wind blew, he could even see waves rolling on the token.

Yang Zifan's heart trembled and said, "Is this Yin and Yang cold jade?"

Chu Huaitian said viciously, "I will take back today's humiliation a hundred times." He raised the token. The token shook in his hand and waved a circle of ripples, widening around at a hurried speed. At that speed, Yang Zifan subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked at it. The ripples floated out of the token, as if it had come to some kind of successive effect.

After the token, the whole sky also began to shake. First, there was an extremely slow vibration. As the number of vibrations increased, the vibration became faster and faster. Yang Zifan's heart was also affected by the vibration. The faster it jumped, the spiritual sense in his brain began to beat uneasily, as if something terrible was going to happen. Born.

He was shocked.

"The immortal order is a powerful token that can summon immortals to go down to earth."

Suddenly remembered what Si Nanxiao said when he came to the empty city for the first time. For a while, I took a breath of cold air. What happened on Penglai Fairy Island is still vivid today. If such a person appeared here, he and Cang Longzi would never live. Thinking of this, how could Yang Zifan let Chu Huaitian use the order to ascend to immortality?

The most powerful word of the formula. Under the application of his whole body, his spiritual sense broke a crack in the air. Along the way, even the air condensed, as if an ice column extended to Chu Huaitian. Chu Huaitian had never seen such a powerful formula, and there was no way to avoid it. After reading the formula, you will bump into him.

"Tianyan is addicted to killing." With a shout, it sounded beside Yang Zifan and Chu Huaitian, and a large area of red Zhenyuan poured down.

Cut into the "icicle". Yang Zifan's brain was shocked, and a sharp pain spread all over his body, but he knew that he could not let go at this time. He gritted his teeth and almost emptied the spiritual consciousness in his body. Jiuye Qinglian's heart also felt Yang Zifan's crisis quickly turned in the purple mansion, and encouraged the spirit of Qinglian again at the fastest speed. The strange meridians implicated by spiritual consciousness turn into spiritual consciousness.

"Icicle" gradually pushes away Tianyan Feiqi under the influence of spirituality and green lotus qi. Just when Yang Zifan thought he could force Tianyan to calm down Chu Huaitian.

The evil shadow of Tianyan came again, and a huge force rushed from behind him. Yang Zifan lowered his head and looked at the blood-stained piccolo in disbelief.

He never thought that Emperor Shitian could split up. He turned his head and looked back and saw the ferocious smile of Emperor Shitian.

"Little guy..."