Just when Yun Taixu and their swords were about to touch Han Yu, the scene suddenly changed dramatically, and they appeared in a strange world. The world was surrounded by a flowing light curtain, like a water curtain.
"Mind the world?"
Yun Taixu exclaimed.
Han Yu appeared and looked at him meaningfully.
"You are a master of the late Wu Sheng, you are not Han Yu?" Yun Taixu was so frightened that he kept going backwards.
Han Yu slapped and fanned out.
"bang bang bang..."
The thoughts of the three exploded in an instant, turning into a light rain and dissipating.
When Han Yu returned to reality, the three of them were already lying in front of him.
"Roar!"
The white dragon let out an excited shout and rushed out of Han Yu's dantian, looking at Yun Taixu, his eyes lit up. With a sharp inhalation, a bloodline source qi rushed out of Yun Taixu's body and was absorbed by the white dragon happily.
Then the white dragon began to bloom with terrifying white brilliance, and a painful scream came out of its mouth, its body cracked, and it gradually changed shape.
In the end, the white dragon turned into another Yun Taixu and got all the memories of Yun Taixu.
"Is there a master dressed as a young disciple and come in to kill me?" Han Yu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he got the message from the white dragon.
Yun Taixu, who turned into a white dragon, took off Yun Taixu's clothes and put it on, and carried Yun Taixu's cyan sword on his back.
Han Yu quietly waited for the black hole to feed back, but the result disappointed him, and the black hole remained silent.
Han Yu glanced at the sky and couldn't help frowning. Heaven's Dao suppression was too terrifying, and even black holes couldn't feed him back through. From this point of view, if he wants to go further, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.
Han Yu sighed secretly, and pulled out the bloodline source Qi of the other two, letting the purple dragon devour them. The purple dragon had already reached the brink of resurrection, but because the dragon qi that it spit out had less than 100% blessing on Han Yu's combat power, it didn't have the basic conditions for resurrection. Raising his hand and destroying the three bodies, Han Yu took the white dragon back into his body and moved on.
Before the jade tablet outside, the masters of Yuxu Holy Palace went crazy. The names of the three people in Yuxu Holy Palace disappeared from the jade tablet together, which is simply unreal, and many people couldn't help rubbing their eyes.
"These three are all masters of the fifth level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint. Who can kill the three at the same time? Don't give them a chance to use the life-saving charm? Who has such great ability?"
"Han Yu? Kendo One? Ling Zun... Who is it?"
Yuxu Holy Palace can't think of who it is, and neither can anyone else.
Ling Xiaohan and other experts in the Supreme Holy Land frowned, and three died at the same time, which was really unusual.
"Even if it's Ling Zun, it's difficult to kill three people with one blow at the same time. Unless it is a sneak attack, but he doesn't need to do it. Is it Kendo One? Kendo One and Yuxu Holy Palace have no grievances and no enmity, why do they want to? Do this? The only one who can start is Han Yu, but does Han Yu have the ability?" Ling Xiaohan's thoughts were spinning rapidly.
Time continued to advance, and suddenly, another person's name disappeared from the jade tablet.
This person is a master of the sixth level of Lotus Transformation in the middle stage of the Martial Saint. He is one of the people who disguised himself and prepared to assassinate Han Yu.
"How is that possible? Could it be that other sects also sent masters in disguise?" Yun Daoyuan, the master of the Yuxu Holy Palace, was excited.
However, he had a ghost in his heart and dared not express his guesses.
"Boy, I said that the Ten Thousand Clan Conference will definitely break your mouth!"
"Snapped!"
A loud slap sounded, and half of Meng Zuisheng's mouth was tattered in an instant, and he fell to the ground and coughed up blood.
"Devil, you'd better kill me, otherwise I won't let you go." Meng Zuisheng roared.
In the middle of Wu Sheng's mid-term, he was not the enemy of the unity of the magic sect master. Quietly took out the life-saving talisman and prepared to escape.
"Bang!"
The magician master stepped on it with one foot, and Meng Zuisheng's hand exploded.
The demon man squatted down and picked up the life-saving talisman, and said with a sneer, "The life-saving talisman can't save you either!"
After he finished speaking, he stepped on Meng Zuisheng's mouth and smashed Meng Zuisheng's entire mouth.
"Devil, my boss will never spare you!" Meng Zuisheng roared in a vague voice.
"Your boss? Han Yu? How long he will live is unknown, do you still count on him?" The man said, stepping on Meng Zuisheng's heart, slowly pushing Meng Zuisheng's body Heart burst.
"Do you regret that you didn't enjoy life before? Don't worry, I won't let you die too soon, I'll let you enjoy the pain!"
The man stepped on Meng Zuisheng's left knee and slowly crushed Meng Zuisheng's knee.
"Kill me if you want!" Meng Zuisheng shouted, now death is a relief for him.
"Hey..." The man let out a gloomy laugh. Halfway through the laugh, it stopped abruptly, his head exploded like a watermelon, and his body fell straight.
"Shh!"
A figure disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of Meng Zuisheng in an instant.
"Boss..." Meng Zuisheng exclaimed in surprise.
Han Yu squatted down and helped Meng Zuisheng up, and vitality poured into Meng Zuisheng's body to help him heal his injuries.
"Boss, I knew you would definitely come." Meng Zuisheng suddenly hugged Han Yu and burst into tears.
Han Yu was suddenly speechless, and laughed and scolded: "A big man, why are you crying?"
Han Yu pushed Meng Zuisheng away and quickly refined a few medicinal herbs to heal his wounds. After Meng Zuisheng had almost recovered, he said, "Heal yourself, and I will help you protect the law."
"Boom rumble..."
Suddenly, there was a terrifying sound in all directions, a terrible collapse appeared in the void, and a boxy mask appeared, covering Han Yu and Meng Zuisheng.
"What's going on?" Meng Zuisheng was taken aback.
"Recover with peace of mind." Han Yu said lightly.
Meng Zuisheng glanced around, nodded and calmed down.
Four figures appeared around and slowly walked towards Han Yu. One of them was an old man named Ren.
"The four masters of the seventh level of Lotus Transformation in the middle of the Martial Sage are here." Han Yu smiled lightly.
Of these four people, two are from the Yuxu Holy Palace, and two are from the Demon Sect. After Han Yu got Yun Taixu's memory, he did a little trick to attract four people to show up, but he didn't expect the four to come very quickly.
"Han Yu, this space has been blocked by us. Even if you have a life-saving talisman, you can't escape to heaven. Obediently hand over that thing, this old man will let you die happily!" The old man surnamed Ren shouted with a sullen face.
"Since I have to die if I hand it over, why should I hand it over?" Han Yu said with a faint smile, his eyes swept over the four of them meaningfully.
"Brother Ren, don't talk nonsense with him. When I refine his soul, he will naturally hand over your things." An old man from the Demon Sect smiled cruelly.