Chapter 131 Seven-Star compass

Zhuo Yuhan unfolded the light skill of the shadow of the bamboo, and kept passing through this mountain road. For the current Zhuo Yuhan, the shadow of Cangzhu, the consumption speed of true qi can be roughly the same as the throughput. Along the way, the latter's body is sometimes like Cangzhu facing the wind, sometimes like Cangzhu folding his waist, and his body flashes a few feet away.

"Yan, did you know from the beginning that the divine fire in the ruins was a fierce flame, so you asked me to get the black lotus?"

"Hmm! The evil spirit from the abyss can be clearly felt in the scripture. As for Black Lotus, I didn't expect you to have such luck. It may also be that the fierce flame has already healed everything, and the divine fire has only been collected by the predestined person. So many people passed by the pool, and no one paid attention to the black lotus. This is fate and luck.

There seems to be no monster in this mountain range. Zhuo Yuhan has been on the road for an hour. Except for some tigers and lions, he has not encountered any trouble. However, with his current strength, ordinary monsters are also looking for their own death.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a huge roar came into Zhuo Yuhan's ear, and then a faint ripple swept over, and the surrounding trees swayed, and Zhuo Yuhan felt a little tingling on his face.

"This is sword spirit. What a fierce sword spirit can affect such a distance. Since the sword spirit, it means that someone is fighting. Yan, do you want to follow him to have a look? Zhuo Yuhan stopped, touched his tingling face, thought for a moment, and said in his heart.

"Whatever! But you'd better hide your body so as not to cause some trouble. You are in enough trouble now." Yan replied lazily.

"Hmm! The scripture devours the power of thunder, and it seems that it can hide its breath. Zhuo Yu's cold thoughts moved, and the holy scriptures in Dantian sent out a golden light, and then an invisible force wrapped Zhuo Yuhan in it, isolating all breath of life.

After doing everything well, Zhuo Yuhan unfolded his body and quickly swept forward. The further forward, the sharp sword spirit became more and more obvious. The fine sword spirit scattered and knocked down the leaves. Some birds had no time to flash and were also pierced by the sword spirit. Zhuo Yu's soul in Hanmei's heart moved, and an aura was released, and the sword spirit that swept over was isolated by the aura.

"Qi Zangfeng, you are so bold. Aren't you afraid that you will bring disaster to your sect if you do this?"

Zhuo Yuhan lurks behind a huge momentum, surrounded by thick shrubs. Looking around, there was a mess in front of me, surrounded by crisscrossing ravines, and pieces of trees fell to the ground in a mess. There stood a woman in white and a man in black.

At this time, both of them stopped fighting. The woman in white was tall and beautiful, with long blue silk hanging on her shoulders. She was dressed in white and snow, and a white crown above her head exuded a majestic atmosphere.

From Zhuo Yuhan's perspective, you can see the side of the woman in white. With Zhuo Yuhan's amazing eyesight, you can see that the woman's glowing face is shining under the refraction of the sun, with ice clouds and a straight nose. If her shoulders are cut, her chest is upright and the curve is perfect.

The woman holds a transparent sword in her hand, which is covered with white swords, which looks very sharp. At this moment, the woman's cold and angry voice came out. Although her voice was indifferent, it was still very pleasant.

"Hey, Murong Bingyun, do you think I will let you go back? When you become my man, are you still willing to kill me?" The man in black was straight, and his whole body exuded a fierce momentum, like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the sky.

"Qi Zangfeng, if you know each other, get out of here immediately. I can know that nothing has happened today. Otherwise, your demon sect will definitely be razed to the ground, and the chickens and dogs will not be left.

When the woman in white heard the words, her body trembled slightly, and immediately raised her hand with a straight sword. The transparent sword said to the man in black in a fierce voice.

"Murong Bingyun? Demon Sect? Is this person from the royal family? The surname is Murong, not princesses are princes and nobles like princesses. Qi Zangfeng of this demon evil sect is also bold. In the kingdom of Yan, he insults the members of the royal family, but he wants to kill the family!"

When Zhuo Yuhan, who was lurking in the dark, heard the words, he thought secretly. Murong is the national surname of the Great Yan Kingdom. The whole Great Yan Kingdom, Murong is a relative of the king. In the Great Yan Kingdom, that is, the Murong family, who offended the royal family, violated the heavenly rule. The crown fell and became angry, that is, to kill the nine clans and kill the ancestors.

"The Demon Sect seems to be a first-class force in the Great Yan Kingdom, which is longer and stronger than the Purple Sect. Moreover, Moshazong practiced magic martial arts, which has always been unacceptable to the right path. The fair existence of the Demon Lord in the Great Yan Kingdom also shows the strength of the latter, and even the royal family is a little afraid. It seems that there is a good show to watch.

Zhuo Yuhan also learned about some of the forces of the Great Yan Kingdom from Han's mouth. Moshazong is the first-class force in the Great Yan Kingdom, the existence of hegemony. Zhuo Yuhan remained calm and continued to look at it.

"Murong Bingyun, since I took great pains to deceive you here, I will naturally not return without success. Your resistance is just in vain. I am three grades higher than you. Be obedient to me, otherwise, don't blame me for not knowing how to pity Xiang and cherish jade.

Qi Zangfeng, a man in black, didn't care about Murong Bingyun's threat. He turned his hand and carried the long knife on his shoulder and smiled coldly at Murong Bingyun.

"It's better to be broken than broken than complete. Even if you die, I will pull your back. "Stars are going against the palm!"

Murong Bingyun shouted delicately, with a determined look on his face. With a slap of his jade hand, a huge palm patted Qi Zangfeng fiercely.

"I see that you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears. In front of me, you can't even die. Magic Shadow Thousand Magic Palms. Qi Zangfeng sneered and turned his hand and hit a black palm.

Zhuo Yuhan hid and shook his head secretly and whispered, "Sooner or later, Murong Bingyun will be defeated. The sky is getting late, causing the rise between heaven and earth, and the decline of yang qi. It is really the strongest moment for people in the devil's way.

Zhuo Yuhan can clearly see the crown shining on their heads. Murong Bingyun is just a second-grade Dujue, while Qi Zangfeng is the cultivation of the fifth-grade Dujue. Magic skills have innate restraint during the day when Yang is strong, but at night it is like a fish in water.

"Hmm! Yes, the girl's defeat is inevitable. Yu Han, do you want to save him? The hero saved the beauty. It can't be said that the girl made a promise as soon as she was moved. I can feel the blessing of royal luck in the queen. Compared with the descendants of the royal family, it is much easier for you to revenge. Yan instigated with some bad intentions.

"Uh... Yan, you know I'm not that kind of person. I will never rely on anyone for revenge. He is a master of Dujue. Do I take action? Shall I die? Let's take a look! Maybe there will be miracles."

Zhuo Yuhan rolled his eyes when he heard the words. Yan's words made him really disagree. He shook his head and continued to pay attention to the battlefield.

As Zhuo Yuhan said, Murong Bingyun did gradually show the trend of defeat. His beautiful hair was scattered and his forehead was fragrant and sweaty, but every time he thought that his clear and jade body would be stained by the beast in front of him, Murong Bingyun was disgusted and uncomfortable. He kept gritting his teeth and insisted on attacking, and the Taiyuan Dan in his body was burning. Burn.

Murong Bingyun's side is full of momentum, but Qi Zangfeng is not weak, as powerful as a tiger, with ease. The burning Taiyuan Dan in his body turned into a strong black demon spirit. The magic spirit rolled, the magic power swinged, palms, and the sword spirit was crisscrossed and extremely fierce.

"Qi Zangfeng, since you are obsessed with it, don't blame me. Seven-star compass!"

Murong Bingyun clenched his lips and suddenly took out a milky compass from his arms. The compass fluttered in the wind and turned into five or six feet in size, like a grinding disc. In the middle of the compass, seven shining star rays formed a continuous momentum. Murong Bingyun hit the vast Taiyuan Dan from the air, and the seven-star compass immediately rotated. Come on, seven stars, the stars twinkle, and a vast power of stars swept out, returning the pressure of Qi Zangfeng's evil spirit.

"The seven-star compass?! Humph, I didn't expect you to have such a treasure. However, it still can't change your fate. The devil gourd, the devil goes to the sky, wrapping the universe.