Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 734 Ao Zhantian Enters

What Feng Bamian and Xiao Ba didn't expect was that Ao Zhantian, who hadn't shown up for a long time, would come here, and the sound of banging on the door was Ao Zhantian's usual style.

"Ao Zhantian, as Shangguan Xiaoyao's mortal enemy, what are you doing here!" Feng Bamian directly stated his position and shouted from the second floor to the ground.

Ao Zhantian turned around, looked at Feng Bamian who was full of impatience, and glanced at the group tent here from time to time.

"I want to find Shangguan Xiaoyao, where is he!" Ao Zhantian clenched the handle of the knife tightly, his knuckles turned white and he gritted his teeth and asked. "Did the Nether Lord kill him!"

"You're crazy, how did Shangguan Xiaoyao have the ability to kill the Nether Lord?" Feng Bamian looked at Ao Zhantian in surprise, not understanding why this person suddenly said such a sentence. "If you avenge the Nether Lord first, then mobilize the monks in the Nether Holy Land to prepare to fight Wuya Wusheng, that's what you should do, instead of gritting your teeth and doing this kind of useless work with us here quarrel!"

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Shangguan Xiaoyao, how could Lord Shengzun die so easily! He must have framed the Nether Lord with tricks! It must be the case, and the Supreme Zen Master was also murdered by him. You guys, why don't you take revenge on these guys, Shengzun They are accomplices in the death of your lord!" Ao Zhantian yelled at him, grabbing a disciple from Nether Holy Land in a panic. "This guy is the sworn enemy of my Nether Holy Land! Why are you so obedient? You are still not the strongest monks of my Nether Holy Land!"

After all, Ao Zhantian's noisy noise completely interrupted the work in the tent group. Everyone was watching Ao Zhantian's crazy appearance, and the monks who kept grabbing the Nether Holy Land in the crowd were caught by these monks. Open, no one is willing to respect him anymore.

"Ao Zhantian, do you want to pollute your master's name!" Just when Ao Zhantian was making trouble like crazy, a group of saints walked over mightily, and the leader of the real dragon shouted angrily. "Even though Holy Lord Nether committed evil many times, he still hasn't insulted the Last Holy Land at all. What are you doing to discredit the Holy Land?"

The moment he saw the True Dragon Sage, Ao Zhantian's face was full of endless anger, and he waved his Yuanli Blade and directly slashed at the True Dragon Sage.

"Stop, junior!" However, this attack was still too frivolous for the saints, and it was easily blocked by the Tianchan saint with a wave.

Celestial Master Tian Chan teleported directly to Ao Zhantian's face, and slapped him with a gale, blowing towards Ao Zhantian.On the spot, he fanned him unconscious and fell to the ground.

"Okay! They are all ruthless people, so let's try it out. I want to see if you have the ability to stop my revenge!" After a while, Ao Zhancai got up from the ground with blood on his face. , as if with a determined look, he turned around and flew away.

Seeing this, Emperor Jiuyang directly floated into the air, chasing forward and shouting: "Stop him! He's going to rescue Wuya Wusheng!"

Emperor Yu took a few monks from the Emperor Realm, flew out of the crowd, and went straight after Emperor Jiuyang and Ao Zhantian.

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Shangguan Xiaoyao regained consciousness, and then realized that he had entered a strange space, which looked like a bookstore, but was filled with countless intertwined lines, and even the scrolls were filled with white, gray and black. The interweave shines.

"This is the long river of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong?" The wooden floor under his feet would vibrate every time Shangguan Xiaoyao took a step, and the three-color lines on the ground were constantly changing under Shangguan Xiaoyao's disturbance. "What are these lines, I can feel the interference of these lines... quite huge."

When Shangguan Xiaoyao looked down at his feet, he realized that he also had these things on his body, and it had a huge impact on the flow of his energy.

"These books seem to be just notes, and they don't seem to have any effect on me?" Shangguan Xiaoyao flipped through these books one by one, but didn't feel any mystery hidden in them. "It looks like I'm going to keep going, this corridor seems to have no end."

Ever since the hallucination of the cold corridors he encountered when he entered the Tianyin Holy Land, Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a wave of fear of these corridors, as if the only thing in the world that could restrain him was these corridors.

"Where did Yin Zhiyao and the others go?" Shangguan Xiaoyao suddenly realized something. Every time he entered the secret realm with his friends, he would always be disturbed by various factors, and everyone would be distracted by the rules. "No, I can't continue to act alone, I must find Yin Zhiyao and the others!"

Then he dropped the book in his hand, and Shangguan Xiaoyao mobilized his energy and was about to jump forward.

"Plop." Shangguan Xiaoyao's feet flew into the air, but Yuan Li didn't respond at all, his body lost his balance in midair and fell to his knees on the spot.

When he stood up again, he spat out a mouthful of blood: "The weird lines here have such a profound impact on my Yuanli!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao's body was severely injured by the damage caused by the fluctuation of Yuan Force. He pulled out Xiaoyao's sword and pestle on the ground, and with great difficulty propped himself up to wipe off the blood at the corner of his mouth.At this time, he found that there was an overturned bamboo slip scattered beside him, and the simple and simple characters engraved on it seemed to be teaching some ancient exercises.

"What is this?!" Just by reciting a few words silently, Shangguan Xiaoyao already felt that his life was passing by rapidly, as if something was absorbing his time somewhere. "No, the lost time has increased my realm?"

At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao had already reached the threshold of the sixth level of the Holy Land, but at the same time he also clearly felt that his lifespan had been significantly reduced.

"Put it away first, I have to find someone else, this kind of exercise can't be practiced by me alone!" He rolled up his hands and put them in his arms, Shangguan Xiaoyao walked forward again, learning the lesson He no longer used any elemental power, and moved at a high speed with pure physical power.

But not long after setting off, Shangguan Xiaoyao ran into trouble again.

"Damn it." Stepping over a roll of bamboo slips, Shangguan Xiaoyao found himself back where he fell. "If I remember correctly, there was a wall behind me when I first entered. Why did it become like this?"

When Shangguan Xiaoyao decided to go in the opposite direction, he turned around and met the bookcase: "Is this telling me that I must go forward?"

"Tsk, I really ran into a ghost this time." This time Shangguan Xiaoyao held a piece of silk thread in his hand, nailed it to the ground with a soul sword, and walked forward with one hand leading the other end. When I returned to the original point again, I found that the soul sword was still in place, but the silk thread on it disappeared.

Looking behind him, Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the bookcase that fit perfectly at the end of the silk thread he was holding, and didn't know what to say.

"It seems that this method will not work." Shangguan Xiaoyao stepped forward and drew out the sword of soul, holding a weapon in each hand and rushing forward.

However, after going through various methods, Shangguan Xiaoyao still stayed in the same place, completely unable to find the way to leave here.

"Could it be this ancient scroll?" Shangguan Xiaoyao scattered the soul sword that was already in a state of disappearing and appearing now and then, put the Xiaoyao sword into its sheath, and leaned over to look at the ancient scroll that made him lose time.

"The Spring and Autumn Shenzong Secret Volume Xiahua Dongzhuo?" Shangguan Xiaoyao slowly read the name at the beginning of the bamboo slip. "Didn't the people of Spring and Autumn Shenzong think about the consequences of disposing of such extremely dense scrolls everywhere? If ordinary disciples in the sect were to read them one by one, wouldn't the entire sect be destroyed?"

The complaints belong to the complaints, now Shangguan Xiaoyao can clearly see the fluctuations from this secret scroll, if he doesn't comprehend the secret scroll here, then he may never be able to get out from here.

"Then the first chapter, Xia Hua's Boundless Lily..."

When Shangguan Xiaoyao saw it for the first time, his eyes were already attracted by its burning youth, and he couldn't help but chant.

For a moment, all the bamboo slips on the bookcase in the corridor were resonated by Shangguan Xiaoyao's attraction, and all the ancient books were also clattering in the sound of Shangguan Xiaoyao's chanting.

Breeze was injected into the originally closed and quiet corridor, and with Shangguan Xiaoyao's intense or gentle chanting, the wind blowing from time to time, constantly disturbing the environment around Shangguan Xiaoyao, as if there were thousands of voices in the air calling for Shangguan Happy, trying to prevent him from continuing to read.

"It's gone here?" Just after reading the last sentence, Shangguan Xiaoyao found that the bamboo slips came to an abrupt end. "Huh? My voice?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao noticed that his voice had become slightly hoarse, and he couldn't help touching his Adam's apple subconsciously: "My hand?"

When Shangguan Xiaoyao touched his Adam's apple, he realized that a layer of dead skin had formed on his hands: "How old am I now?"

The Xiaoyao sword was unsheathed, and Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the spine of the sword, and saw the wrinkles on his forehead and the long hair that was almost reaching his waist.

"噗." Shangguan Xiaoyao grabbed back with his big hand, and simply cut off the cumbersome half-grey hair directly at the neck. "This secret method is really vicious."

Now that he had finished reading all the secret techniques, Shangguan Xiaoyao simply put it into the ring, patted the dust on his body and stood up.

"The peak of the sixth level of the Holy Realm!" Shangguan Xiaoyao suddenly noticed that his Yuanli cultivation base had unknowingly reached the next realm, and this realm was already natural, without any sense of false highness caused by a quick success . "The lifespan can be replenished after entering the God Realm. After this realm is improved, going to fight Wuya Wusheng will definitely increase the winning rate!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao woke up from the improvement of his realm, and when he raised his eyes, he found that the bookcase behind him had disappeared.

"Here is the staircase going down?" When the bookcase disappeared, Shangguan Xiaoyao found a huge gap between the two bookcases. When he walked through, he saw that the entire corridor was a round corridor, and this staircase was in the Right in the center of the hallway.

"What height is this?!" Below, the savage wind blows from the canyon-like floor.

(End of this chapter)