Ping Yijian continued to approach, and the ferocious smile on his face continued to grow in Wandong's eyes. It felt like watching the scythe of death slowly approaching me. This feeling was even more terrifying than death itself.
A drop of cold sweat slowly slid from Wandong's forehead to the tip of Wandong's nose, then fell from the tip of his nose and shattered to pieces on the ground. Faced with such a situation, I am afraid that no one can remain calm.
The soft feeling slowly reached Wandong's arms from his fingers, and then continued to his shoulders, body, and lower body.
The Law of the Cloud is gradually disintegrating the momentum that Elder Hai has exerted on him through continuous operation. It's just that all of this is very secret, so secret that even Elder Hai can't detect it. Perhaps it can be said that from the moment Elder Hai used his aura to cover Wan Dong, he already regarded him as a dead person and ignored him. But no matter what, this is Wandong's chance, his only chance.
"You little bastard, if you dare to steal my son's things, I will shave you alive bit by bit!"
Ping Yijian's eyes turned red because they were filled with bloodthirsty aura. It was hard to imagine that these eyes actually belonged to humans, and were more terrifying than that beast.
Yin Sha Jue, Wan Dong felt a little curious about such a technique.
"Go to hell!" Still three feet away from Wan Dong, the long sword in Ping Yijian's hand suddenly burst out with a green light and stabbed Wan Dong's arm.
Obviously Ping Yijian didn't want to kill Wandong with just one sword. He really wanted to scratch Wandong alive.
The green sword light, with a cold breath, pierced Wandong's skin and sent bursts of stinging pain. It was like a stimulus. The law of clouds that was originally running slowly in Wandong's body suddenly accelerated, The control over the body instantly returned to Wandong's hands.
"Hmph... Ping Yijian, is this all you have?"
The corner of Wandong's mouth suddenly twitched, and his voice was filled with ice. His body, which was originally stiff and unable to move, made a sharp bow, and the flat edge of the sword immediately missed the point and slid against Wandong's body.
"What!?"
Ping Yijian obviously didn't expect that Wandong, who was trapped by Elder Hai's momentum, could still move. He couldn't help but let out a strange scream, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.
Like the first-line disciples of other families, Ping Yijian was really cared for too much.
Avoiding Ping Yijian's sword force, Wan Dong's figure immediately swayed, and with a wisp of breeze, he floated strangely behind Ping Yijian. With the blade of his palm like a knife, he went straight to the back of Ping Yijian. If this palm was struck by him, Ping Yijian's cultivation would be completely ruined.
"How dare you, Shuzi!?"
Seeing that Ping Yijian was about to be defeated in Wandong's hand, Elder Hai's loud shout was like thunder, hitting the air. Wan Dong's mind suddenly trembled, and his palm filled with Dao Qi was like a punctured ball, quickly losing its edge.
Wan Dong couldn't help but sigh in his heart. After all, he was a strong man in the divine realm. He couldn't bear even a loud shout.
If he gathered his strength and used his palm again at this time, it would obviously be too late. Wan Dong didn't have to look back to know that Elder Hai was definitely heading towards him at full speed. The aura that burst out from Elder Hai was getting stronger and stronger, until it was so strong that even the Law of the Clouds could not do anything about it.
Wan Dong gritted his steel teeth and shouted loudly, "Ping Yijian, watch me hit your weak point!"
After drinking, Wandong's fingers began to touch Ping Yijian's body at an alarming speed. Ping Yijian felt as if he was struck by lightning. He opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, and his figure immediately softened.
Wandong stretched out his hand to fish it out, picked up Ping Yijian like a torn sack, and threw it behind him without looking at it. At the same time, the True Wind Steps unfolded under his feet, and the law of wind in his body was operating to the extreme. His whole body turned into a cloud of smoke and ran forward.
"Little bastard!"
Elder Hai had just caught up behind Wan Dong, and before he had time to take action, he saw Ping Yijian being thrown towards him by Wandong. It was a critical point and he was vomiting blood. Elder Hai was extremely nervous at this time and cursed angrily. He had no choice but to let Wandong go and reach out to catch Ping Yijian.
"Elder Hai, save me...save me, I don't want to die!"
Ping Yijian was hit by Wandong in the fatal point, and was so frightened that his soul flew away. Elder Chonghai was in a hurry and cried for help.
Elder Hai caught Ping Yijian and immediately began to examine him carefully. Before the examination was completed, Elder Hai's face was covered with overwhelming anger. Looking up at the direction Wandong was escaping from, his eyes were about to burst into flames.
"Elder Hai, I... can I still be saved?" Seeing Elder Hai's unkind expression, Ping Yijian became even more nervous and asked Na Na with a trembling voice.
Elder Hai snorted heavily and said with annoyance, "We have all been fooled by that little thief, and you have no problem at all!"
"That's good, that's good... Haha..." When he heard that he would not die, Ping Yijian slapped his chest and laughed. He looked like a girl.
Elder Hai's face suddenly sank, and he said with a hint of anger in his voice, "I really don't know what your father is thinking. Our Ping family has so many unique skills, but he just let you practice Yin Sha Jue."
"Roar!!!"
As soon as Elder Hai finished speaking, he heard the roar of Di Zhulong. Looking back, he saw that the rampaging Di Zhulong had almost doubled his combat power. In the blink of an eye, there were two more Heikes in the Tiange realm. The master was seriously injured and his life and death were unknown. Even the leader of the powerful Shen Dao realm is in danger.
Elder Hai's expression became more and more gloomy, and his figure suddenly grew taller. He soared into the sky like a dragon, and a ball of light that was like the scorching sun burst out from the palms of both hands at the same time, making people unable to open their eyes. The Earth Candle Dragon blasted past.
The two light balls landed on Dizhulong's body and immediately opened two blood holes the size of a washbasin in its body. Di Zhulong was severely injured, and his thick body rolled back and forth on the ground in great pain. Another strong man in the divine way seized the right opportunity, condensed all his Tao Qi into the palm of his right hand, and hit Di Zhulong hard. on top of the faucet.
The candle dragon then let out a mournful cry and died.
"Hoo~~~" The powerful man in the Shinto realm who finally killed Di Zhulong and was besieged by Di Zhulong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, flew to the front of Elder Hai, and asked with surprise on his face. "Brother, we have been careful and used the method of boiling frogs in cold water to deal with the Zhulong, just to prevent it from going berserk, but in the end, why did it go berserk?"
When the other party asked, Pinghai's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be murderous. He gritted his teeth and said, "That's because the Zhuyin Flower was taken away!"
"What? Brother, didn't you tell us that we must wait until we kill the Earthly Zhulong before we get the Zhuyin Flower? Why..."
"Hmph... Do you think I took the Zhuyin Flower?"
"Ah?! Could it be..." As soon as Pinghai said this, Pingchuan suddenly took a breath of cold air, his face full of shock and disbelief.
"I don't know where a brat appeared from, and he stole the Zhuyin Flower." Ping Yijian also said with an indignant look.
"Brat?"
When Ping Yijian said this, Pingchuan's face became even more confused. At first, he thought some peerless master had come, and then he took away the Zhuyinhua in front of Pinghai, but it turned out to be a brat. How could Pingchuan believe this
Seeing Pingchuan's face, Pinghai knew what he was thinking, and said in a deep voice, "Although that boy is young, he is not simple at all. Not to mention his magical and mysterious body skills, he is only an elementary level cultivator of Xuanhen." It’s incredible that he can resist my momentum. I suspect that this kid is most likely from one of the three major first-class families.”
"A disciple of a first-grade family!"
As soon as Pinghai said these words, not only Pingchuan, but also Ping Yijian couldn't help but gasp.
"But it shouldn't be. How come people from the three major first-class families come to the Eternal Wasteland for a trial? Do they take it seriously?"
Since the opening of the Eternal Wasteland, it has always been valued by the six second-grade families. It can be said that this Eternal Wasteland is almost monopolized by them. The disciples of the Yipin family have never appeared here before.
Pinghai frowned and said, "I find it strange too! But this kid will always appear again in the future, so there will naturally be a way to figure out his origins."
Ping Yijian said with an annoyed look on his face, "Then let's just forget about it? The Zhuyin Flower blooms only once in nine thousand years. Without it, how can I break through to the Heavenly Grid Realm?"
Pinghai shook his head and said, "Without the Zhuyin Flower, wouldn't there still be the Earthly Zhulong? Take its elixir and go back and ask Ping Wuniang to refine a Tiange Dan for you. Although the effect is not nearly as good, it must be good." It allows you to break through the Heavenly Grid Realm.”
"I don't care who this kid is, if I meet him next time, I will kill him with my own hands!"
There was no other way at the moment. No matter how unwilling Ping Yijian was, he had to admit it and said bitterly.
Pinghai glanced at him and said solemnly: "I would advise you, next time you meet that kid, you'd better stay away from him. Although he is only at the elementary level of Earth Chakra, with your cultivation level , can’t kill him.”
"Elder Hai, why do you want to enhance other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"
"Hmph! I'm doing this for your own good!" After saying this, Ping Hai was too lazy to talk to Ping Yijian and said: "Take out the core of the Earth Candle Dragon, and let's continue to the west. There should be a few good ones there. Immortal grass can enhance the effectiveness of Tiange Dan.”
The six second-grade families, every time the Eternal Wasteland is opened, they will send people to search everywhere for information on the distribution of fairy beasts and heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Although the records are not as detailed as the records of the Eternal Wasteland, the accumulation over decades is also Quite impressive.
The Taira family headed west, while Wandong swept eastward like a strong wind.
Facing the pursuit of a powerful person in the Shinto realm, it is no exaggeration to escape no matter how far you go. In the blink of an eye, Wandong had already traveled fifty or sixty miles, but he still did not dare to slack off. Under the law of wind, the breeze sweeping between heaven and earth became his spy, constantly conveying information from all sides to him... (To be continued)