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Chapter 1698 The Cruel Shangguan Tianhong

Rumble!
The void suddenly exploded, and Zhao Wei fell from the void with a panicked expression.

His spirit ghost and refining corpse were killed, and his magical powers were weakened a lot. Facing the No. 1 Shangguan Tianhong in the Tianlan world, he was no match at all.

With a pinch of Zhao Yanfa's formula, the black light on his body was radiated, and there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves, including women's cries, children's screams, and old people's shouts.

He turned into hundreds of black lights and walked through the air, each with a different direction.

"If you escape, the old man's name will be written upside down."

Shangguan Tianhong's face turned cold, and he pinched the magic formula, countless red runes emerged from the surface of the nine small red mirrors, and thousands of slender red lights shot out, lasing away in all directions.

The dense red light pierced through hundreds of black lights, and only a scream was heard. One of the black lights showed the figure of Zhao Wei. His face was pale, his chest was dripping with blood, and the blood flowed continuously, looking very embarrassed.

As soon as Zhao Wei showed up, the space above his head fluctuated, and a huge golden hand more than a hundred feet in size emerged out of thin air. The big golden hand was wrapped in a large golden flame, emitting an astonishingly high temperature.

The big golden hand took the shot with the momentum of a thunderbolt, and hit Zhao Yan accurately.

Zhao Yan let out a miserable cry, and was burned to ashes by a large golden flame.

Shangguan Tianhong frowned, his eyes were full of confusion, it is not so easy to kill a cultivator of Huashen.

At this moment, a black light lit up in the void behind him, and Zhao Yan suddenly appeared, his face was pale, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

He knew that he couldn't run away, and he didn't want to submit to Tianlan Realm, even if he died, he would still disgust Shangguan Tianhong.

Zhao Ji's body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Shangguan Tianhong's body surface shone with golden light.

Rumble!
There was only a deafening roar, and a huge black sun suddenly appeared high in the sky, covering a large area.

A powerful air wave spread in all directions. A dozen hills were shattered by the air wave. Countless flying sand and rocks splashed in all directions.

After five breaths, the black scorching sun dissipated, Shangguan Tianhong's body was covered with a golden curtain of light, and his expression was indifferent.

With a pinch of his magic formula, the golden light curtain turned into a pale golden jade lock and landed on his chest. The surface of the golden jade lock was engraved with the pattern of a miniature unicorn, and the aura was compelling.

The Tongtian Lingbao Jinlin lock, a magic weapon for defense, is made of 3-year-old Jinlin wood as the main material and refined with thousands of materials.

Except for the three dangerous places, Tianlan Sect scoured all the known secrets and forbidden places in Tianlan Realm, took away all the spiritual wood, minerals, and monster bones inside, and refined them into magic weapons one by one.

Shangguan Tianhong is the number one master of Tianlan Sect. He has three pieces of Tongtian Lingbao, one for attack, one for defense, and one for flying. Tianlan Sect dominates the Tianlan world. He is the first advocate and the biggest beneficiary.

"A little bit of backbone, I would rather die than surrender, that old snake may not have this backbone."

Shangguan Tianhong's face turned cold, and he sneered.

The old snake in his mouth refers to the blue and white ancestor.

There was a dazzling flame on his back, and a pair of five-foot-large red wings appeared. The surface of the wings was filled with a large amount of red flames and a gust of wind. After a huge explosion sounded, Shangguan Tianhong disappeared. up.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, in a vast and boundless blue grassland, Jinyue Jianzun stood on a low soil slope, frowning.

Hundreds of cyan scales were scattered on the ground, and there were more than a dozen thick and long grooves, which looked like what was left by a giant python. There was a long snake skin on the ground.

A red light lit up in the void, the void fluctuated together, and Shangguan Tianhong appeared.

"Junior Brother Jin, that old snake has escaped?"

Shangguan Tianhong frowned and asked.

"She performed some kind of special secret technique, similar to a golden cicada escaping its shell, and she escaped."

Sword Master Jin Yue said truthfully.

"Chasing, I don't believe it, she can run faster than me."

Shangguan Tianhong had a murderous look on his face.

Sword Master Jin Yue hesitated for a moment, then frowned and said: "Senior brother Shangguan, I think the main thing is to recruit security, and the second is to clean up! If they drive them into a hurry, if they start killing, our losses will not be small."

Tian Lanzong's mountain gate simply can't accommodate millions of monks, even if it is assigned to several important sub-helms, it can't bear so many people. Many disciples stay behind some unimportant sub-helms, so that they can speed up their cultivation.

"Hmph, I have ordered all the disciples to move to the main altar, regardless of the small details. Those who disobey the order will have to die. Donglijie thinks that sending some high-ranking monks to Tianlanjie can threaten us? Humph, I hate it the most. It’s about being threatened.”

Shangguan Tianhong's tone was cold, the blue and white patriarch's body was a fifth-order demon python, and her corpse could be used to refine a Heaven-reaching Lingbao, he would not let the blue and white patriarch go.

The wings on his back were bright red, and he flapped hard, and his whole body turned into little flames and disappeared.

Sword Master Jin Yue sighed, turned into a golden rainbow, and flew towards the sky.

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Tianfeng Mountains.

A steep peak, the top of which is a vast manor.

In a quiet small courtyard with green tiles, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were sitting on stone benches, and a tall and thin man in blue shirt stood in front of them. The man in blue shirt looked nervous.

The man in the green shirt was named Chen Mingjiang, and he had three layers of alchemy. Tian Lanzong abandoned most of the sub-rudders, and a large number of disciples moved to the main altar, leaving a lot of spiritual veins and sub-rudders. Chen Jiang took his wife and children to occupy a sub-rudder , the euphemistic name is guarding the property of the sect, but it is actually for cultivation.

The monks of the Tianlan Sect were originally scattered in various places, but now they are gathered in one place. If you think about it, you will know that the supply of spiritual energy must be insufficient.

The spiritual pulse of the rudder in the Tianfeng Mountains is only the third-rank low-grade, which is not eye-catching. There are no special resources for cultivating immortals in the Tianfeng Mountains. Chen Jiang has been practicing here with his wife and children for decades, and has been safe and sound. I still met a monk from Donglijie.

"Senior, you have searched for the soul of this junior. This junior is indeed not lying, so please give me your hand and spare this junior's life. If it's really impossible, let this junior's children be spared!"

Chen Jiang begged bitterly.

Wang Changsheng has already figured out their location. They are located in the southeast of Tianlan Realm, which is very large. It is very difficult for them to find other tribesmen. After all, it has been so many years, imprints and other things He couldn't sense it for a long time. He ran around and was easily caught by the monks of Tianlan sect.

Now he wants to find a place where the aura of heaven and earth is relatively abundant, and retreat to impact the stage of transforming gods.

The stage of transforming into gods is the decisive force, and it is also the force to turn the situation around. Tian Lanzong's transfer of disciples to the main altar just gave Wang Changsheng a chance.

"We can let your family of four go. It is also a good thing for you to lead us and do something for us."

Wang Changsheng's tone was full of temptation. He needed Chen Jiang's help to deceive the entrance of a sub-rudder, pretending to be a monk of knot formation, and live in that part of the rudder, where he would hit the stage of transforming gods. The monks from Donglijie who were looking for were right under their noses, and they asked the monks from Tianlanzong to protect themselves.

"Yes, senior."

Chen Jiang had no right to refuse at all, so he honestly agreed.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan changed direction, and they followed Chen Jiang and his wife to another place to take the helm.

(End of this chapter)