The old man in yellow robe looked at the silver sword light, his expression condensed, and then a spiritual light appeared in front of him. The yellow light wrapped a shield, but this ordinary-looking shield was made of a piece of wooden material.
But it was much more powerful than any spiritual weapon, because this shield was made from a tree trunk on his body. Seeing that Luo Yunzhan's offensive was about to hit, the old man in yellow robe immediately took out this shield, Across the body.
A dull roar sounded, and the old man in yellow robe stepped back dozens of steps, with a gloomy expression on his face, because even he could not bear the force. Although it seemed that he had resisted the sword, several times A sharp sword energy had penetrated into his body, but he remained motionless.
This Zhao Jiuge offensive was enough to threaten him, and the situation was much worse than he imagined, because Zhao Jiuge did not just step into the Mahayana realm like other monks, and the realm was unstable, but directly showed the ability of sword cultivation Domineering and fierce in killing.
And Zhao Jiuge was also staring directly at the shield in the hand of the old man in yellow robe, and now he suddenly realized that it is no wonder that the magic weapons used by everyone in the entire Spirit-Eating Tribe are all made of wood, and most of them are refined from the materials of this holy tree. , after all, the real body of a monk who has reached the Mahayana realm is already very strong, so the material is so powerful.
Zhao Jiuge grinned and used another sword, Yue Wu Xinghe. Zhao Jiuge, who had gained some confidence in his heart, this time was no longer targeting the yellow-robed old man alone, but directly wanted to break through the Xumi. Fantasy.
A steady stream of sword energy continued to condense in the sky, and a cold silver moon rose in the distance, dotted with many stars.
Zhao Jiuge held back his strength in his heart, and then he directly bombarded them all. The stars in the sky shrouded the old man in yellow robe, firstly to deal with him, so as to delay time, and secondly to see if he could use this opportunity to seriously injure the old man in yellow robe.
In the distance, the eyes of the Flying Centipede and the Overlord Spirit Flower were shining. As long as Zhao Jiuge could break through this Sumeru illusion, the two of them would go out together!
But how could the old man in yellow robe be willing to let Zhao Jiuge succeed so easily, and the anger in his heart was not necessarily less than that of Zhao Jiuge. After all, he had not made a move for many years. Looking at Zhao Jiuge's aggressive look, the old man in yellow robe did not mind taking action. Otherwise, he would really be bullied to death by Zhao Jiuge.
I had always been able to restrain myself before. After all, as soon as I took action, I would accelerate the loss of longevity in my body. Now it seems that I don't care about that much at all.
Shouting in a low voice, the yellow light in front of the old man in yellow robe became more intense, and the world suddenly became much gloomier. A gray-white vortex also fell from the sky and landed between Zhao Jiuge and the old man in yellow robe.
The stars that had been condensing and falling from far away, after touching the strange vision, were like mud cows entering the sea. There was no movement in an instant and disappeared without a trace. The swirling light and movement were getting louder and louder.
The cold silver moon has already bombarded the sky, as if it is about to break the shackles of heaven and earth, and the action of the old man in yellow robe is naturally not finished yet. The yellow light continues to fill the air, criss-crossing, forming a cage, and is about to break the shackles of the world. The silver moon is trapped.
Seeing that the attack on the yellow-robed old man was blocked, Zhao Jiuge naturally would not let the attack that broke through the world be affected. So when he saw that the yellow light formed a cage that had not completely exploded in power, Zhao Jiuge snorted coldly and struck directly with his sword.
Having reached the Mahayana realm, the power of immortal weapons can now be fully unleashed. This is also Zhao Jiuge's advantage. There are probably only a handful of immortal weapons like him in the entire world.
When Zhao Jiuge reached the Mahayana realm, the spirits of several immortal weapons were at home like a fish in water. Zhao Jiuge's understatement of the sword was far beyond what he could compare to when he was in the Daoyuan realm.
"Boom."
The sound of breaking wind flew quickly, directly surpassing the cold silver moon, and bombarded the cage with great force. The yellow halo was even broken in half by a sword, and fell towards both sides.
The cold silver moon followed right behind, as if the sword energy was opening a path, taking advantage of the gap, it bombarded the sky of Sumeru Illusion.
The whole world seemed to be silent for a short time at this moment. It was unusually quiet, and then a violent roaring sound erupted, and everything seemed to be shaking.
The movement this time was even greater than the testing movement when Zhao Jiuge was just exiled, and in an instant, the entire world became very unstable and a little chaotic, indicating that at least the current offensive was still effective.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge smiled proudly. He didn't mind using a few more swords. As long as it was effective, Zhao Jiuge didn't have to worry about it. The roaring sound filled the sky and the earth. Zhao Jiuge hurriedly moved towards the young man in the distance and the transformed human form. The fat man shouted, "If you want to go out, why don't you come over here quickly?"
Zhao Jiuge naturally had no feelings for the two of them and had no obligation to help them. He was just happy to think that taking them out would bring a lot of trouble to the Spirit-Eating Clan, and he felt deeply for the Spirit-Eating Tribe. The hatred of the clan is not small, and if you want to blame it, it is for attacking Bai Qingqing. If Bai Qingqing hadn't been rescued yet, and he was a little bit jealous, I'm afraid his actions would be much crazier than now.
Hearing Zhao Jiuge's words, the young man and the fat man were immediately overjoyed. Regardless of the two Mahayana realms fighting each other, the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, and they came directly and quickly in the direction of Zhao Jiuge. They looked like they were afraid that Zhao Jiuge would not care about them if they took one step at night. left.
The man in yellow robe had a gloomy expression on his face. He looked at the movements around him and felt the conditions of the world. He remained silent. If he hadn't been alive for too long and his life span was short, and he was restricted in every way, there would be no room for Zhao Jiuge's arrogance.
If he really wants to let him go, even if he can't do anything to Zhao Jiuge, it is definitely not the junior Zhao Jiuge who can do whatever he wants. Even so, Huangpao has no panic, because he has already arranged for the spirit-eating tribe to be behind him. The three elders went to arrange it. Even if he was allowed to leave the Xumi Illusion, the three elders of the Spirit-Eating Tribe were waiting for him outside.
Thinking of this, the yellow-robed old man's movements softened even more. In this case, let Zhao Jiuge come out of this Sumeru illusion to deal with him, so as not to consume his own longevity in his Sumeru illusion.
The yellow-robed old man's mind moved, and suddenly a wave appeared in the distant sky. It looked like this Sumeru illusion could not withstand Zhao Jiuge's offensive, and a gap had been created.
Zhao Jiuge had a smile on his face and did not look at the old man in yellow robe in the distance. Anyway, when he saw that the old man in yellow robe seemed to have given up resistance, there was no threat for the time being. Then Zhao Jiuge waved his sleeves and took the young man and the fat man with him immediately. It rolled the two of them and flew directly into the sky, rushing towards the sky.
The old man in yellow robe was behind him and took a deep look at the backs of several people. A cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Perhaps they thought they were free after leaving the shackles of this world, but this was the beginning of death.
soon. The old man in yellow robe disappeared. After all, it was a thing condensed by the holy tree with its spiritual consciousness, and he was naturally waiting for Zhao Jiuge to appear in the Spirit-Eating Clan.
"Leave the Mahayana monks to me later. Kill the rest of the Spirit-Eating Clan as many as you can."
On the way away, Zhao Jiuge said lightly that he already understood the basic situation of the Spirit-Eating Clan, so he naturally knew the cultivation of the three elders of the Spirit-Eating Clan. With the immortal weapon in hand, Zhao Jiuge also dared to fight. As for other things, it won't be a big problem to leave it to the two of them.
After all, the two of them are aliens, and their strength is not as simple as the realm, so there should be no problem in the Mahayana realm. If they had not been bound in the Sumeru illusion for so many years, I am afraid that the two of them could have improved a little more.
The fat man immediately laughed and nodded when he heard this. After all, he had been waiting for this day for a long time, and now he finally got his wish and was able to vent his anger. The young man next to him also nodded, but he and the fat man had different personalities, so he was still a little worried. The fat man insists that a revenge must be avenged immediately, but he feels that a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years.
Soon, the turbulent place had arrived. The three of them did not say anything. Anyway, they were thankful to God for being able to go out. If Zhao Jiuge had not appeared, I am afraid that the fate of the two of them would have been death in the end. In this Sumeru illusion.
Stepping into the turbulent space, a distortion and darkness immediately appeared around him, but this feeling did not last long, and the scenery in front of him changed.
The surrounding sky has become much bluer, unlike in the Sumeru fantasy world, which is full of twilight energy. The most important thing is that the spiritual power that has been suppressed has finally lost its restraint and poured into the body continuously.
"Ah, I'm finally free." The fat man looked up to the sky and shouted excitedly. Although the young man beside him didn't make such a big movement, his expression was also very excited. After all, he had been exiled for hundreds of years and now he is finally See the light of day again.
Only Zhao Jiuge was not so excited, because as soon as he appeared, he had already felt the three powerful auras that made him somewhat depressed, and this did not include the holy tree.
Seemingly feeling the solemn look on Zhao Jiuge's expression, the fat man and the young man also began to calm down their emotions and then followed Zhao Jiuge's gaze and immediately turned pale. What Zhao Jiuge felt, they also felt.
In the sky above the Soul Eaters, the two sides stood in the air, looking at each other from a distance. It was obvious that the Soul Eaters had made all preparations. Zhao Jiuge looked at the three people opposite, an old man in gold robes with white hair, and a man in black robes with a gloomy face. Looking at him, there was also a strong middle-aged man in a white robe, looking at him Zhao Jiuge with an unfriendly expression.
There is no need for Zhao Jiuge to think too much. Zhao Jiuge also knows that these are the only three Mahayana realm elders of the Spirit-Eating Clan now. It is said that when the Spirit-Eating Clan was at its peak, there were seven elders. Fortunately, they have declined a little now.
The three elders of the Spirit-Eating Tribe were in a semi-surrounded posture. Behind them, there were dozens of figures. Although their auras were not as good as theirs, they were still very powerful. They were obviously some advanced monks of the Spirit-Eating Tribe. The hands of these figures They all have the same wooden sign, uniform clothing, and the characteristic style of the spirit-eating tribe.
With the appearance of Zhao Jiuge, the air became much more depressing, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. (To be continued)