Chapter 192 Huangquan

The faces of the nine elders changed: "How is that possible? The fist and sword spirit also need to be emitted from the body. That boy was so far away just now, why did his fist reach above our heads in a blink of an eye?

How did they know that Zhao Jingtian had the ability to leave the fist in the air and send it out when needed it. The Tiangang fire net that was broken by the nine elders just now was the source of Zhao Jingtian's fist.

Within no time to think about it, the nine elders joined hands to set up a sword defense array. Layers of light came from their sword body, connected into an impenetrable sword light blocking the top of their heads.

The fiery fist released by Zhao Jingtian's move of meteor fire rain hit the sword light little by little. Although it did not break the light, it also made the layer of light shake like a water wave. The nine elders with this layer of light were flushed, their physical strength was sharply overdrawn, and blood hung at the corners of their mouths. But they dare not let go. As long as any of them let go and wait for them to be burned to ashes.

Compared with the embarrassed nine elders, Zhao Jingtian did not feel any overdraft. Seeing that the nine people were already the end of the strong crossbow, Zhao Jingtian rushed forward, moved quickly and rushed towards the nine people.

The nine elders knew that Zhao Jingtian had been killed, but they could only watch him come to him.

The shadow of a fist has been reflected in the eyes of the elder closest to Zhao Jingtian. The elder screamed and quickly closed his eyes in fear.

Just as Zhao Jingtian's fist was about to touch the elder's head, he suddenly stopped his hand and quickly retreated back to Ning Lingxi and Lanheng.

Zhao Jingtian grabbed the sky, and the meteor firestorm above the sky also stopped attacking. Only then did the nine elders gasp and look at Zhao Jingtian in shock.

This boy is really terrible! He killed one of the ten elders with the fire power of the same level. If he wanted just now, the remaining nine elders had been poisoned by him. Zhao Jingtian's fear has penetrated into the hearts of the nine elders, and they don't have the courage to revenge now.

What they couldn't figure out was why Zhao Jingtian suddenly stopped. No matter how you look at it, Zhao Jingtian doesn't look like that kind of person.

Two shadows fell from the sky and suspended in mid-air. Everyone unconsciously looked at the sky. Who else could those two be besides Ling Yunxiao and Liu Yangqing?

Liu Yangqing held his sword at Zhao Jingtian and looked very polite: "Thank you for your mercy and retaining my strength of Qinglanzong."

Zhao Jingtian raised the corners of his mouth: "I just don't want to get into trouble anymore. After I go to Huangquan in Xuantian Kingdom, I will naturally return to the Holy Kingdom. I hope the predecessors of Xuantian will not be embarrassed.

Although Zhao Jingtian's words were polite, his tone did not seem to pay attention to Liu Yangqing at all. Even if Liu Yangqing's surviving swordsmen are unhappy, what can they do?

More than 1,000 swordsmen were killed by them, leaving only a hundred people left, and they lost miserably!

After this battle, Liu Yangqing finally believed Ling Yunxiao's words: This boy can't be provoked. What's more, he and Ling Yunxiao also found that the bird around Zhao Jingtian was not a good stubble.

Therefore, Liu Yangqing did not care much about Zhao Jingtian's disrespect: "I, Liu Yangqing, promise you that our Qinglan Sect will never bother you again, including your brother Zhang Yan."

Zhao Jingtian smiled and hugged his fist and said, "Thank you, Elder Liu. In this case, the younger generation will leave."

Ling Lanheng followed Zhao Jingtian and quickly left Shunzhou City. When he was about to see his father, he looked back at the sky suspended by his father and muttered, "Father, I will definitely break out of the sky by my own strength!"

Liu Yangqing received the news that Zhao Jingtian started to kill in Shunzhou, so he gathered hundreds of swordsmen with the ten elders and a group of disciples in the sect. But I didn't expect that the ending would be like this. Liu Yang looked at Shunzhou like a human slaughterhouse, and a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart.

What if it's a cultivation? Ling Yunxiao alone can't fight by himself. Now he still has to show his goodwill to a descendant. Liu Yangqing's face is lost.

"Well, Qinglanzong will fade out of the world." Liu Yangqing was disheartened and passed the position of leader to his son Liu Bin, who has lived in seclusion since then.

After this battle, Zhao Jingtian and others became famous and went south all the way. Basically, they didn't meet any blind people who dared to provoke them, but it was smooth.

Half a month later, they finally found the legendary Huangquan.

The poor blue falls into the yellow spring, and there are two fierce places in the mysterious kingdom of heaven. Compared with a green lake, the yellow spring looks like a dim yellow space from afar. The sky is yellow, the earth is yellow, and even all the scenery inside is yellow.

Far away, Zhao Jingtian and the five people heard the sound of running water. Looking closer, everyone took a breath of cold air: What a big yellow *-colored waterfall!

More than 20 meters wide yellow * soil water washed down from a high place where there is no top. The water splashed to the bottom of the waterfall, and the waves can reach dozens of meters!

The turbulent water really looks like pouring directly down from the sky, like a huge yellow cloth hanging on the wall of the mountain.

"Huangquan, it really lives up to its name!" Zhao Jingtian couldn't help sighing, "I just don't know where the water came from."

Yu Wenchan blinked her eyes and looked up at the high water source: "Mayb, it was a fairy who accidentally knocked over his wine pot."

Ning Lingxi smiled and said, "Xiaochan is so imaginative. Maybe it's true."

Zhang Yan and Ling Lanheng did not talk. They were thinking about how to enter the yellow spring. In terms of physical strength alone, probably no one can withstand the impact of the water of Huangquan except Zhao Jingtian.

According to the clues they got, if they want to go to the core of Huangquan, they must cross this terrible waterfall.

"Sw~" Garuda jumped off Zhao Jingtian's shoulder and made a long cry, turning his body into its original state. It flapped its wings and nodded to the head of the crowd.

Several people were stunned: "What is it talking about?"

Yu Wenchan spit out bubbles: "A Luo said that she is willing to take us up to see what's going on."

"I can't ask for it!" Zhao Jingtian turned over and jumped on Garuda's wide back, and several people followed one after another.

Seeing everyone sitting firmly, Garuda waved his wings and rose to the sky and went straight to the sky.

Everyone only felt the wind blowing in their ears, and the scenery around them fell desperately, and they couldn't help but feel dizzy. Several people quickly closed their eyes until everything around them became smooth, and then slowly opened their eyes.

It's just a few breaths, and Garuda has flown to a height of thousands of meters. Even if a few people have extraordinary cultivation, looking down from such a high place, they still can't help feeling dizzy. In addition, the higher the sky, the thinner the air. For a while, five people had dizziness with different symptoms.

Of course, Zhao Jingtian used the blood taboo to adjust it and calmed down at the earliest.

Without disturbing other people's adjustment, Zhao Jingtian looked down from the top first.

At this time, Zhao Jingtian finally found out where the water from the waterfall came from.

At the top of the mountain, a vast yellow lake was opened, and the water flowed out of the gap to form the waterfall.

This yellow water lake is the real yellow spring!

And how did the water source of this Yellow Water Lake come from? Even if its area is large enough to shine on the waterfall, it has already flowed away. Moreover, if the flowing water rushes into the lake below, how can the lake below not skyrocket? Where did the extra yellow water go?

Thinking of these headaches, Zhao Jingtian tried his best to shake his head to wake himself up. Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

It seems that it is impossible to enter from here. Zhao Jingtian said to Garuda, "Let's go back below."

Several people just recovered and were lowered by Garuda and fainted for most of the day.

Not seeing everyone's awkward appearance, Zhao Jingtian fell into meditation: "Do you directly use the strength of the body to rush in? Maybe even my body can withstand the impact of water hundreds of meters high!"