Wild boar

Chapter 508
When Zhu Zishan crashed through Ziyun Pavilion and flew nearly half a mile toward the western foot of Ziyun Mountain, two red escaping lights suddenly rose in the valley twenty miles away.

Qin Zhenyang looked at the dazzling light twenty miles away and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Jindan monks often use surging magic power to activate the escape light in order to increase their flight speed, making the escape light appear magnificent and abnormal, there is no need for this guy to do this. He can completely hide the escape light and sneak away quietly, and maybe even more capable Escaped from the two of them.

What is his purpose in doing this?
Qin Zhenyang rolled his eyes and already had a plan in his mind.

"Junior Brother Huang... I'll just go after Na Si. You go and destroy White Castle. You can also search for souls and learn about that guy's background."

"I will definitely live up to my trust!" Huang Zongtian said with a stern face.

Qin Zhenyang's cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir is more than enough to kill a monk who has just entered the Golden Elixir. What's more, Huang Zongtian is not as fast as Qin Zhenyang. Instead of both of them being led around by that guy, it would be better for one person to take the lead. Huanglong.

As the saying goes, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple.

After the White Castle master killed Shi Junyue, he turned into a magnificent escape light and fled with great fanfare. The purpose of erupting such a conspicuous escape light must be to attract hatred and protect the many weak disciples of White Castle.

"Hmph! You want to sacrifice yourself for others, but I won't let you do it." Qin Zhenyang snorted coldly, and the true sun fire that had not yet fully matured wrapped around his body, turning him into a dazzling giant fireball. The mana in the middle stage of the golden elixir was consumed recklessly, and Qin Zhenyang's flying speed increased again and again.

Qin Zhenyang, who was flying away with all his strength, almost turned into a dazzling meteor.

It took a dozen breaths to rush across the distance of one mile.

If the integration of man and sword of a divine sword cultivator is like a galloping horse, then the full-strength flight of Master Jindan is like a roc spreading its wings.

Qin Zhenyang's dazzling light can even be seen by ordinary villagers in Luoyan Village dozens of miles away.

Of course, what they saw was not a person, but a small sun piercing the sky.

After Qin Zhenyang accelerated with all his strength, Huang Zongtian was left far behind.

See this scene.

Instead, Huang Zongtian slowed down his escape.

Escape at full power is extremely mana-consuming. His next task is not to chase people, but to destroy all the gates of White Castle. Naturally, he has to save mana. After all, the mountain-suppressing spiritual beast that has just survived the thunder tribulation has not yet appeared. .

Huang Zongtian turned into a streak of red light and flew directly towards the hillside of Baibao City.

There was no one on the top of the mountain for a long time. Those younger disciples with weak cultivation hid at the foot of the mountain immediately after the two Jindan monks started fighting. The disciples of Baibao spread out very widely. Huang Zongtian’s spiritual consciousness was detected in the Only about thirty or forty people were found scattered on the hillside, and all of them were in the Qi training period.

Huang Zongtian frowned. After several provocations, this small sect seemed to be empty.

How can such an empty sect deserve protection?

Although Huang Zongtian was a little confused, he still fell to the ground.

In front of Huang Zongtian's eyes was the wreckage of Yunzhou. There were at least ten White Castle disciples hidden in the wreckage. It could be said that it was the most densely distributed place of Qi training disciples in the entire White Castle.

When Huang Zongtian, the golden elixir master, landed on the ground, more than a dozen minor Qi practitioners in the wreckage of the Yunzhou noticed it.

"Run!" A third-generation disciple of White Castle yelled, and the others dispersed.

Huang Zongtian was about to kill with a flick of his fly whisk.

Exactly at this time.

Huang Zongtian felt a chill in his heart.

I saw a woman in black stepping out of the wreckage of the cloud boat.

She had a fair face, good looks, and a long back. She smiled at Huang Zongtian, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

Huang Zongtian's eyes widened. This woman's powerful aura was actually at the Golden Core stage. Moreover, this woman had been hiding in the Yunzhou, so she must have used an extremely concealed formation.

This is an ambush!

Although Huang Zongtian was frightened and angry, he did not panic. He spread out his spiritual thoughts and his eyes wandered around. He wanted to find out if there were any hidden mechanisms within a few hundred meters of radius...

"No need to look, it's enough to kill you and me." After Yue Mo finished speaking, he raised his right hand.

The palm of his right hand was split open, and a dark red evil sword slowly opened the palm.

"Zole!"

Huang Zongtian flicked his fly whisk.A golden token changed from small to large and flew out, carrying a surging spiritual light and hitting Yue Mo.

at the same time.

Huang Zongtian stood on tiptoe, preparing to distance himself from the woman in front of him and exchange magic weapons and spells. If he lost, he would run away.

Battles between Jindan monks are like this. The two sides usually distance themselves tacitly, and then attack magic weapons and spells, slowly testing to see the quality of the other party.

After more than a dozen rounds of back-and-forth between the two sides, and roughly knowing each other's strengths, both sides will consider continuing to fight, running away, or giving up and making peace.

After all, it is not easy to cultivate to the golden elixir realm.

At this level, almost no one will work as hard as those in the rivers and lakes, or in other words, the monks who work as hard as those in the rivers and lakes will not reach the golden elixir stage at all, and they will not know where to die long ago.

Therefore, after some testing in the world of immortality, two Golden Core monks found that both sides were equally powerful and that the risks of fighting were much higher than the benefits, so they would often give up on their own initiative.

As the saying goes, if you hurt the enemy a hundred, you will lose eight thousand.

Unless the opponent is bullying the weak and the other party has no ability to fight back, it is impossible for the golden elixir monk who has matured to fight to the death.

The dark red flying sword completely broke through Yue Mo's palm.

The evil-killing sword came out, and the color of heaven and earth changed.

The monstrous hostility rose to the sky.

Huang Zongtian, who was about to retreat and distance himself, was struck by Xie Yi's violent anger, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

This bitch!

How dare you ambush me!

How can I relieve the hatred in my heart if I don't crush him to pieces and raise them to ashes? ?
After these three thoughts came out, Huang Zongtian became so violent that his body and soul were completely beyond the control of reason. He wanted to cut this woman into pieces immediately!
Huang Zongtian suddenly rushed forward...

Boom.

Huang Zongtian's natal magic weapon, the Red Fire Token, collided with the dark red Evil Killing Sword.

The evil-killing sword is at least equivalent to the quality of the late-stage golden elixir magic weapon.

Although Huang Zongtian has been practicing for fifty years more than Shi Junyue, who has been in and out of the golden elixir, he is still only at the early stage of the golden elixir. Although his natal magic weapon has been refined for many years, it still has not improved in essence.

The two magic weapons collided, the Red Fire Token was knocked away, and the spiritual light above the magic weapons dimmed.

The magic weapon of life is connected with heart and blood.

Huang Zongtian calmed down immediately after receiving this heavy blow.

The red light in his eyes faded, and reason regained control of his body.

Too bad it's too late...

The Evil-Destroying Sword easily broke through the defense of his magical robe, and the thick sword tip directly penetrated his magical body.

The terrifying and evil power devoured his body and soul.

This magic sword was actually absorbing his blood essence and devouring his cultivation.

Huang Zongtian's body trembled uncontrollably, and his clear eyes looked at Yue Mo, his pupils full of pleading.

200 years of hard training...

He couldn't just die inexplicably.

But the next second his reason was swallowed up by madness, his eyes were red, and there was not much mana left in his body. He did not think of self-destructing the golden elixir, but scratched it with his weak hands...

At this time, Yue Mo was still nearly 100 meters away from him, so it was impossible to catch him...

But Huang Zongtian has lost his mind. He holds a giant sword on his chest and desperately walks step by step in the direction of Yue Mo...

Nothing beats hitting an egg against a stone.

(End of this chapter)