Nine Sun Dragon God

Chapter 140

Wu Zhenxie didn't speak anymore, still with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, then he looked away, straightened his body, and looked at the ice wall.

On the azure blue ice wall, the frost is dazzling, reflecting a charming luster.

The cold wind howled, extremely fierce, and people kept rising and falling.

"The fairy stopped!!"

Suddenly, there was a strange noise from the crowd.

On the vast ice wall, Tang Xinqi was dressed in a light red dress. After several breaths of ascension, an inscription left by a monk was greeted above her head!

This word broke through the ice wall about a foot wide, and the cold wind was blowing around, and the air flow was twisted with the naked eye.

Tang Xinqi's eyes flashed, her chest rose and fell, her feet lightly tapped the void, and with a whirring sound, her body floated into the stone carving, and she immediately sat cross-legged in meditation to regain her vitality.

"That height... is 390 feet!!"

A monk on the ground saw the ranking on the ice wall and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Ten years ago, the Daozi of the Sacred Martial Sect left his name at a height of [-] zhang, but now... Could it be that a fairy can surpass him?!"

"It probably won't work! The fairy has already entered the stone carving, and it should be the time of exhaustion at this moment."

……

"This girl...is unusual now..."

The white-haired old man sighed, his eyes fixed on Tang Xinqi, who was meditating with her eyes closed inside the stone carving, and after a while, she kneaded her white beard and frowned in thought, her brows seemed to be squeezed into the word "Chuan".

"I said old man Lingluo, you still can't forget what happened back then?"

The red-robed boy was complaining about Wu Zhenxie. At this time, he turned his eyes and noticed the change in the ranking on the cliff in the distance. After hearing Lingluo's soliloquy, he turned his head and teased, and also looked at the ice wall. Tang Xinqi in the upper stone carving had doubts in the depths of her eyes.

"For more than 1000 years, no one will know about his descendants..."

Wu Zhenxie said.

Ling Luo paused for a moment, said nothing, still staring at the wall of ice crystals.

At this moment, on the cliff.

Xiao Yun's figure has jumped over nine hundred feet, and he continued to soar calmly.

Above him, there are less than a hundred monks who are still ascending.

At 980 feet, next to a palm-sized stone carving, a young man was hanging on the ice crystal, and he was exhausted at the moment.

He firmly grasped the crack of the stone carving with one hand, his face flushed, and he was looking down.

"Finally someone is here, help me break through a thousand feet!"

Zhao Su's eyes showed joy, and he couldn't help laughing.

He spotted the figure flying up, and when he was about to fly over 980 feet, he jumped up suddenly, and threw his hands forward: "Take me to fly over a thousand feet, and I will reward you with 30 yuan crystals..."

The cultivator who flew past Zhao Su was Xiao Yun. He noticed Zhao Su's joyful jumping forward, about to hug his legs, and immediately frowned and moved away.

"You...you actually!!"

Zhao Su was shocked. He didn't expect the monk in front of him to be indifferent to the 30 yuan crystal!

He jumped into the air, turned around hastily, immediately surged with vitality, and hastily carved the word "Su" on the ice wall from the air.

At the moment of falling into the air, Zhao Su flicked his fingers, and an invisible wave went straight to Xiao Yun. He shouted in grief and indignation: "Four brothers, teach this person for me..."

In the air, the cold wind howled.

Xiao Yun's eyes froze, and he glanced at Zhao Su who had fallen into the air. He felt a wave of energy coming, but there was no violent fluctuation, and it was only lightly imprinted on his body.

After the divine sense was swept away, Xiao Yun didn't care too much, and didn't deal with it immediately, but continued to ascend.

"Hateful... this person ruined my once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in five years!!"

After landing, Zhao Su spat, grinned and cursed fiercely, staring at the sky.

At this moment, there are not many monks who are still ascending, and there are dense numbers of people who have landed everywhere.

"Who is that person?! His ranking has risen so sharply!"

There was an exclamation from among the monks, and a blue light flashed quickly, constantly suppressing the name on the top of the head, very quickly.

"It's just a blur of light. It seems that this person is coming to Hanyuan for the first time."

"Is that from Xianzong or from the ancient country?"

……

This change immediately attracted the attention of some people, especially the participants who lost at around a thousand feet.

They knew in their hearts that when they soared above the cliffs of the cold abyss, every thousand feet of altitude would bring about a terrifying change in the cold air!

But the man on the ice wall was just the opposite, he soared up silently before he reached a thousand feet, and once he passed the height of a thousand feet, his body skills improved even faster, as if he was not afraid of the bitter cold wind.

……

One thousand one hundred feet...

One thousand three hundred feet...

Fifteen hundred feet! !
This ray of light is exactly Xiao Yun's ranking projected by the ice wall!

He rushed over [-] zhang and [-] zhang, and now he is rushing to a height of [-] zhang at extreme speed!
At a distance of [-] zhang, there are three youths, each sitting cross-legged in a stone carving, closing their eyes to restore their vitality.

They are the royal family of Zhao State.

Zhao Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and said angrily: "The person who bullies the sixth brother is here!"

In a stone carving in the distance next to him, a young man stood up, walked out of the stone carving, looked down coldly, and said: "This man is so rampant, he dares to defy me, Prince Zhao! Just kill him..."

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, above the heads of Zhao Yang and Zhao Teng, at a height of almost two thousand feet, a suspicious voice came.

"This person...seems to be a member of Yan Guojun's family..."

Zhao Hao said solemnly, he recalled the time when he went to Gu Yan.

"What are you afraid of his Jun's family?! It doesn't matter if you kill him!"

As soon as Zhao Teng finished speaking, his cultivation exploded at this moment, causing runes to condense out of his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, they suddenly condensed into a flying sword of crystal light.

As he slashed with his fingers, a gust of wind blew up around the stone carving, and the light flashed rapidly, heading straight for Xiao Yun's head!

Xiao Yun was galloping up, but he saw a flying sword of crystal light slashing towards him. For a moment of doubt, his eyes showed a bright light at this moment, and he also raised his hand to meet him.

call!
A punch shattered the crystal light, Xiao Yun's eyes were like lightning, he took a deep breath, his body speed accelerated again, and he rushed towards Zhao Teng.

The moment he rushed out, the hurricane behind him swelled, and a more powerful cold air descended, forming a world of ripples and swirls.

……

"Interesting, there are people who don't have long eyes and dare to deal with the ancient Zhao royal family? Hehe..."

The boy in red saw the change at the top of the ice wall, put his sleeves in his hands, and sneered.

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of Wu Zhenxie who was on the side, and he also cast his gaze, concentrating on Xiao Yun's white figure.

Between the frosty cliffs, inside the stone carvings.

Tang Xinqi's body trembled slightly as she sat cross-legged, feeling the sudden change in the surrounding cold, and immediately opened her eyes.

boom!
Zhao Teng's figure flickered, and he stepped out directly. The stone carving behind him immediately exploded, falling into countless ice crystals.

But the moment he set off, Zhao Yang's eyes flashed, and his cultivation level continued, and green lights continued to manifest out of thin air, condensing in the runes in his palm.

With the rotation of the cyan rune, the evil spirit was strong, Zhao Yang quickly made a tactic, snorted coldly, pushed the rune into the void, and pressed it towards Xiao Yun.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao on the top looked as usual without any hesitation, and opened his mouth to spit out a black awn.

Under the flickering black light, it immediately turned into a ten-foot net, and quickly fell down!

In the distance, the boy in red was startled, quite surprised, and murmured: "Binding the demon net?"

"But it's not the original body, otherwise this junior wouldn't dare to take it out... I remember that when Mr. Zhao went to the Eastern Desolation God Sea to catch the black dragon, he borrowed it from Dandong Shangxian. It is rumored that the real demon-binding net was Dandong's real person who drew 72 dragons. The ribs were refined by the Heavenly God Furnace, the most treasured treasure in the Eastern Wasteland, and this product is just a mere imitation..."

The boy in red was startled, then smiled.

boom! !

Xiao Yun went straight up to the sky, with the vitality surging out of his body, he raised his hand and made a big dragon-elephant handprint, which collided with Zhao Teng's punch fiercely, causing the cold mist around him to collapse and the vortex to explode.

The two took a step back while hanging in the air.

At the moment of stepping back, the blue light rune that Zhao Yang cast immediately blasted, condensing a mass of majestic energy.

Xiao Yun took a step forward, and ripples immediately appeared under his feet.

With a move of his right hand, the surrounding cold air surged, quickly condensed, and instantly turned into a small ice sword, glowing with dazzling crystal light.

With a finger of his right hand, the little sword of ice rushed directly, and the sword energy howled, piercing through layers of fog, and under the sprint, went straight to the rune blasted by Zhao Yang.

At the moment of impact, the blue light faded, and the ice sword shattered! !
(End of this chapter)