A thousand miles away from Chengyuan Gorge, Luo Canghai was riding a thirty-meter-long white python towards the gorge. Wu Huanchen and Qi Niangzi followed behind him.
The three of them suddenly heard the rumbling echoes, and they could not help but slow down a little.
Wu Huanchen listened attentively and asked in astonishment, "Is it a landslide somewhere? Why is there such a huge commotion? "
The East Flower Sect's sword duel in Chengyuan Gorge had set up an illusory formation to prevent shocking the world. Outsiders couldn't see what was going on inside.
However, Zhang Yan's move this time might have been due to his immense mana, but it disrupted the Qi of heaven and earth, causing the illusory formation to dissipate for a moment.
However, this gap was enough for the three of them to see what was going on inside.
Wu Huanchen's mouth was agape as he saw a large yellow hand slowly withdrawing in the air. He said in disbelief, "Yellow Dragon Capturing Hand?"
He was a cultivator of the Eastern Sea, and he knew that this Taoist technique was the true legacy of the Clear Feather Sect. Only the four great disciples under Wise Master Tao could learn it. Now that it had suddenly appeared here, he thought about it and concluded that only Zhang Yan could do it.
Cold sweat broke out on his back. He knew that Zhang Yan's abilities were astonishing, but to transform the Yellow Dragon Palm into the size of a mountain, it looked like it could topple mountains and topple mountains. How dense was his mana? Even a second layer Yuanying cultivator might not be able to match up to him.
He shuddered at the thought of having to fight for the decree with such a savage person.
Wu Huanchen immediately thought of retreating. He was afraid that Luo Canghai's expression would change Just Now, so he sneaked a few glances and saw that Luo Canghai was startled for a moment. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Luo Canghai did not notice him. In his heart, he began to plan even faster.
Although Qi Niangzi was also shocked by the Xuan Huang Giant Hand, there were many people with profound skills in the gorge at the moment. It was hard to tell which Elder had made the move and was protecting his own disciple. Therefore, he did not think too much about it.
While Luo Canghai knew of Zhang Yan's past accomplishments, the Yellow Dragon Palm was not his trump card. It was only used to restrain others and was not valued.
That day, the two of them fought. Zhang Yan also did not use this dao technique, so he did not connect it to him.
What's more, under the guidance of his Senior Brother, Lu Junyang, he had already refined the Four Symbols Profound Shuttle to the Initial Success Level. He wasn't afraid of anyone in the same generation as him, so he naturally wouldn't take this matter seriously. After the initial shock, he calmed his mind.
He lifted his foot and stomped on the ground. He stomped hard on the white python's back and said, "You lazy thing, what are you doing here? Hurry up and leave! "
The white python cried out in pain, stirred up the waves, and swam away.
Wu Huanchen and Lady Qi looked at each other. They didn't say a word and used their escape techniques to follow.
Within the Chengyuan Gorge, the yellow fog had already slowly receded. Only after it had completely receded did everyone once again see the clear sky for thousands of miles.
It was already early in the morning. The mist dispersed, and the river became clear. The morning sun hung in the sky, and ten thousand rays of golden light broke through the haze and sprinkled down. Many of the cultivators in the Chengyuan Gorge felt as if they had been separated from a lifetime.
Following that, many people came back to their senses, but their faces were pale. They shouted loudly and retreated from the depths of the mountain ridges like the tide.
Just Now, Zhang Yan's palm had scared many people out of their wits. If this strike had hit the wrong place, under the area covered by the large hand, no one would have been able to escape. They would only have ended up with their bodies crushed.
It was also the first time that Zhang Yan had used his transcendence energy like this. Just Now, Nie Gui and Tong Yingyuan had displayed their might, and the divine abilities and dao techniques that they had displayed had caused people to gasp in admiration. However, under this competition of the purest transcendence energy, they paled in comparison.
The yellow smoke retracted bit by bit, falling into the high clouds above. That talisman also landed in front of Zhang Yan. With a light lift of his hand, he caught the talisman decree.
His eyes flashed slightly. Just Now, he had purposely slowly recalled the talisman decree, but no one had come to fight him for it.
This action had already tested that the Devil Sect disciples did not want to clash with him now.
Glancing at the talisman decree, he put it into his sleeve.
He pondered for a moment. This was the second talisman decree that he had brought. Now that the Yaoyin Clan's talisman decree had not been sent down, if he could obtain it, he would have three in his hands. This would probably attract the attention of many people.
Before going to the Extreme Sky, he did not have the leisure to tangle with others, nor did he want others to see all of his methods. Therefore, if there was a change, he could only use a thunderous method to kill all the people spying on him in a short period of time to intimidate them.
At this moment, Zhou Huang frowned and said, "If this person stays, he will definitely be a calamity to our Zhou Clan. We must find a way to eliminate him."
At this moment, he already felt that his previous deduction was not very accurate. Zhang Yan had repeatedly shown his extraordinariness. He carefully thought about it. Not to mention the juniors of his sect, even if he were to face this person, he might not be able to win for sure. This conclusion made him restless, and he wanted to immediately rush out and eliminate him.
Zhou Qingyun was silent for a moment and said softly, "Even if he has some ability, but …"
However, Zhou Huang interrupted her and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about this. Right now, we have a great opportunity. Just listen to my instructions later."
Feng Haiyang watched as the shocking giant hand retreated. He looked in the direction of Yaoyin Peak for a moment before looking back at Wu Hancheng, the cultivator surnamed Yu, and Yang Bi. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, I believe none of you are willing to abandon the talisman decree. Then, we can only compete."
On the surface, Wu Hancheng's expression was normal, but in his heart, he was annoyed and regretful.
Previously, when he fought against Gao Ruowang, he was defeated and had no face to fight again. Fortunately, this time, his junior brother from the same sect who came with him had a good temperament and had no intention of fighting with him, so he was able to fight again.
However, who knew that he would meet such a powerful person again? He wanted to escape, but he could not bring himself to do so right now.
He thought to himself, 'This person is a second Yuanying cultivator, and with three clouds above him, how can I fight him? I'll just fight for a few rounds and go back with some face. '
When he thought of this, he steeled his heart and shook his body. Gradually, the illusory image of a golden-armored celestial being that was about a hundred feet tall appeared. It held a whip and a pearl, looking extremely mighty. As soon as it appeared, it merged with him and in an instant, it condensed into a solid body. The celestial opened its eyes and shouted, "Demon, see how I subdue you!"
Feng Haiyang looked over and smiled. "I've long heard that Pingdu Sect's dharma spirit is strange. It has unfathomable abilities, so I came to try it. "
He flicked his sleeves. From the churning netherworld spring below their feet, hundreds of demons flew out like locusts, crying and pouncing towards the three of them. Most of them flew towards Wu Hancheng.
The cultivator with the surname Yu was from Huanzhen Temple, and he had fought with the six demon sects many times. He knew how powerful these demons were, so he did not dare to fight them head-on. He immediately retreated. He flicked his hand, and hundreds of lightning talismans were shot out, landing in the group of demons. They rumbled and exploded.
At the same time, he opened up a jade scroll, and a ray of auspicious light surrounded his body. Then, he used a protective treasure light to protect himself tightly.
Even so, he was still worried. He took out a cloud and stepped on it. He turned into a rainbow and flew to a higher place, only then did he feel slightly more at ease.
Yang Bi's expression was solemn, and he did not say a word. He raised his hand and shot out dozens of sharp sword gleams. He killed the hundreds of demons that flew over.
In just a moment, the scattered black clouds were about to gather again. His eyes flashed, and he swung out dozens of sword gleams. He did this a few times. When the hundreds of demons appeared again, he counted carefully. There were already one or two less.
He thought to himself, "It's not impossible to kill this thing."
At this moment, on the peak of Yaoyin Clan, Zhang Boyan came to Zhang Yan's side. He took a few glances and sneered, "That Yang Bi is just wasting his mana. How can this' Illusionary Yin Water of Ten Thousand Spirits' be broken so easily? The demons only need to roll one round in there, and not a single one will be missing. Unless my martial nephew is killed, there's no way to get rid of it. "
Zhang Yan nodded. He had heard about this technique from Zhang Boyan before.
The 'Illusionary Yin Water of Ten Thousand Spirits' was one of the most powerful techniques of the Netherworld Spring Sect. This water could contain a total of nine thousand demons, and it was known as the 'Illusionary Yin Water'.
This technique could only be practiced by Yuanying cultivators. In the beginning, the cultivator could only refine three thousand demons, and they could be controlled to eat human flesh and blood, devour vital essence, and nourish the water of tribulation.
Although there were a lot of demons, it was not difficult to kill them. Ordinary profound techniques and thunder techniques could kill them.
When the cultivator reached the second level of Yuanying, he could refine another three thousand demons. At this point, the demons had already gained some intelligence. After being released, they could absorb demonic Qi to nourish themselves. If one couldn't kill them in one hit, they would gather again, and they were extremely difficult to deal with.
In the second level, the Netherworld River was still restricted by the cultivator's mana, so it was not too difficult to deal with.
However, if one went further, he could refine another three thousand demons. These demons were in the realm of existence and non-existence, real and illusory, illusory and real at the same time. As long as the water of tribulation did not dry up, there would be no life or death.
At this point, even if the cultivator was killed, the water of tribulation would still exist. Unless one refined it with great mana, it could not be completely removed.
This demonic technique was extremely difficult to cultivate. There were only a few people in the Netherworld Spring Sect who had successfully cultivated it.
Now that Guanfeng Haiyang had the cultivation of the second level of Yuanying, it was obvious that he had cultivated the demons to the second level. It seemed like it was easy for him to fight one against three. If his cultivation improved and he became a cultivator of the third level of Yuanying, his strength would be even more shocking.
While Zhang Yan and Zhang Boyan were talking, Wu Hancheng was already in danger. However, he did not escape at the first moment, and he did not have any powerful escape techniques, so he was immediately bitten by hundreds of demons that he could not kill.
These demons did not let go once they were bitten. In a flash, they were all over his body. They kept biting and devouring his vital essence.
Although the Jin family's Immortal General did not have flesh and blood, he still needed the support of his mana. After a while, he gradually faded, as if he was going to disappear.
Wu Hancheng was terrified. If his external spirit was gone, he would not be able to survive. Therefore, he shouted, "I am willing to admit …"
He wanted to admit defeat, but before he could finish his sentence, Spirit Sovereign Cheng Huo had already completely collapsed. Hundreds of demons roared and swarmed toward him. His neck was bitten by countless demons, and he instantly let out a shrill and miserable howl.
Wu Hancheng's face was filled with despair. Before he lost his consciousness, he squeezed out all the energy he had left and waved his hand at Feng Hai Hai to shoot out a shining spirit light.
It was a sword in the shape of a snake. This treasure flew extremely fast. As soon as it was thrown out, it lit up the sky and pierced through the air.
However, when it was only a thousand feet away from Feng Haiyang, he smiled faintly and the tribulation water under his feet gushed out like a tide.
The moment the treasure came into contact with the tribulation water, it seemed to be corroded by filth. In an instant, the spiritual light dimmed and it shook. After being hit by the water a few more times, it was full of holes. It was a tragic sight. However, it seemed like the owner's stubbornness was still there. In the end, the sword persisted and flew to Feng Haiyang. He glanced at it and casually waved his sleeve, dispersing it in the atmosphere.
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