Yang Junshan still chose to take the risk and return to Kunlun Star Palace.
It's not just because his business in the Little Seven Star Domain has already reached a certain scale, it's not entirely because of the astral longboat in the hinterland of Maowu Mountain.
More importantly, everything he prepares here is to gain the upper hand in the game of all forces when the Jiutian World disintegrates in the near future, at least for himself and the Yang family. Win a foundational place to settle down in the starry sky world.
Therefore, this return trip is imperative for Yang Junshan, at least he must divert Murong Qingtian's attention away from the Xiaoqixingxing domain.
After Yang Junshan entered the Kunlun Star Palace, his whereabouts had become cautious.
However, when approaching the Little Seven Star Territory, the trap was still exposed.
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-"
When Yang Junshan took out the confluence bell that was heavily sealed by him from the stored magic weapon, his face had turned extremely ugly. He never thought that under such circumstances, Murong Qingtian's magic weapon could still be with him. There is induction.
In a hurry, Yang Junshan didn't even have time to destroy the magic weapon. He could only use up enough strength to throw it deep into the starry sky, and then turned around and ran away.
I was careless, I was really careless, I didn’t expect that my whereabouts would be exposed in this way!
And the moment Yang Junshan turned around to escape, there was a majestic aura in the starry sky that passed through the layers of void barriers and landed in this star field, and soon caught the person who was flying towards the depths of the starry sky. The trajectory of the converging bell.
"Well, look what this is, I've found my lost magic weapon!"
A long and deep voice slowly came from the starry sky, and said calmly: "But has the little golden immortal who killed our sect Tang Protector in the White Tiger Secret Realm appeared?"
As soon as the invisible aura came into contact with the Heliu Bell in the starry sky, the magic weapon of the Heliu Sect leader slowly came to a standstill in the starry sky, and even turned around and chased Yang Junshan at a faster speed in the direction in which he was escaping. .
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-"
Yang Junshan had already fled for tens or hundreds of miles, but the ringing of the Heliu Bell still sounded clearly in his ears.
"Why are you running away? This sect master has no intention of doing anything to you. On the contrary, as long as you agree to join our sect, how about I let you take over the position of protector of Tang Ruoqing? After all, a person who has become a saint in the flesh Little Golden Immortal is still extremely rare in the world of stars. This sect leader is really a bit shy and reluctant to kill you!"
Yang Junshan held his breath and concentrated. The breadth of his spiritual consciousness could only be considered to be above average among the golden immortals of the same level. However, when it came to the condensed quality of his spiritual consciousness, it was second to none even among formation mages.
Previously, Yang Junshan had just escaped in a hurry and failed to take precautions, so he was almost taken advantage of by Heliu Ling. However, once he concentrated his mind and the leader of the Heliu Sect tried to repeat his old tricks, it would be difficult to affect Yang Junshan in the slightest.
Yang Junshan ignored the temptation of the confluence sect leader's bell and just ran away. With all his strength, the canoe opened a long flame tail under his feet. Looking from a distance in the starry sky, it was a full ten miles away.
"Hey, he deserves to be the first person to become a saint in the starry sky world in thousands of years. He does have some skills."
Yang Junshan's reaction obviously surprised Murong Qingtian, but it seemed that that was the end of it.
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-"
The confluence bell suddenly appeared in the starry sky
It stagnated, and then began to shake continuously. As the sound waves rippled layer by layer, the surrounding void began to ripple with layers of space ripples like ripples on the water's surface.
Although Yang Junshan never looked back, the movements of Heliu Ling could not hide from his perception. Seeing this, not only did he not relax at all, but his flight speed became faster and faster.
The immortal essence all over the body overflowed layer by layer, pouring into the flying magic weapon canoe at the feet, so that the immortal essence was so rich that it accumulated around the body and looked like a layer of sticky ** from a distance. .
At this time, the distance between Heliu Ling and Yang Junshan was almost hundreds or even thousands of miles away. If it were not for the magical power of pupil magic, it would be impossible for an ordinary immortal to see Yang Junshan's escaping light from such a long distance. Not easy either.
However, as the frequency of the converging bell's shaking became faster and faster, the ringing became more and more urgent. Under the influence of the sound waves, the surrounding starry sky was filled with layers of space ripples, and the scope of the ripples became wider and wider. The meteorites and stars around the starry sky began to turn into powder, until the surrounding starry sky began to shatter layer by layer, and a space portal began to gradually take shape.
Suddenly, a bronze arm stretched out from behind the dark space portal and grabbed the ringing merger bell.
The ringing of the confluence bell stopped abruptly, and the space portal behind it was slowly but firmly expanding until the entire space portal was completely enough for an adult's body to enter and exit.
A middle-aged monk with a medium build, a slightly hunched back, and sparse hair on his head that made his forehead appear extra wide appeared from behind the space portal.
The moment this person appeared in the starry sky, he looked accurately in the direction of Yang Junshan's escape, as if he accurately captured Yang Junshan's whereabouts thousands of miles away in the starry sky dotted only by starlight.
This person is none other than the leader of the Confluence Sect, Da Luo Jinxian Murong Qingtian.
Murong Qingtian, who appeared here, did not immediately chase Yang Junshan in the direction of escape. Instead, he looked at the Heliu Bell in his hand.
But I saw him gently shaking the Heliu Bell in his hand, and then gently blowing on the magic weapon. I heard a slight "crackling" sound mixed with the ringing, and several small... The aura runes emerged from the surface of the magic weapon, then exploded into pieces of fragmented aura, slowly disappearing in the starry sky.
After the aura runes on the surface of the Convergence Bell shattered, whether it was an illusion or not, the sound produced by the Convergence Bell's vibration seemed to become much lighter and more pleasant.
"Hey, my magic weapon can also be easily sealed?"
Murong Qingtian let out a contemptuous sneer, and with a flip of his hand, this high-grade Taoist artifact disappeared from his sleeve.
When he turned around and looked in the direction where Yang Junshan was escaping, he chuckled again: "This kid ran away pretty fast!"