Yan Xiangyu's consciousness swept through everything around him and soon discovered something strange about the stone tablet.
She reached out to touch the stone monument. The moment her fingertips touched the stone monument, a strong repulsive force came and pushed her away a dozen feet.
Yan Xiangyu stepped hard on the ground before she could stop herself. At this time, she looked at the stone tablet again, with a solemn look on her eyebrows.
You must know that she is in the pill-forming stage, and the repulsive force erupted from the stone tablet can push her away. It is conceivable that this stone tablet is absolutely extraordinary.
She concentrated her consciousness and explored the stone tablet again.
However, before her consciousness could get close, she felt an overwhelming invisible force sweeping through the consciousness released towards her, forcing her consciousness back into the sea of consciousness.
After repeated attempts, Yan Xiangyu already had some guesses about the stone tablet.
Generally, ancient ruins, such as this stone tablet, contain great opportunities.
And since he was rejected by the stone tablet, he was obviously not qualified for this opportunity.
In this way, Yan Xiangyu was relieved.
Just when she was about to leave, there was a sudden explosion in the sky.
The next moment, five figures rushed into the sky and fought together.
Among those five people, one of them was clearly the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect wearing a green-faced fang mask.
He was currently being surrounded by four people.
The four people were divided into two men and two women. They wore different clothes, but it was not difficult to see how extraordinary their clothes were because of the shining light on their clothes.
One of the young men in a fiery red robe is really eye-catching.
His aura of forming a pill was as bright as the sun, shining in the sky. He was holding a five-color feather fan. As he waved it, flames of various colors flew out from the feather fan and enveloped the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult.
Facing the shroud of flames of all colors, the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Religion seemed to be quite afraid, and did not dare to confront it head-on. He could only explode the black energy around him in order to extinguish the flames.
However, when the young man in red robe saw this situation, he sneered at the corner of his mouth: "You want to extinguish the flames of my five-fire phoenix feather fan, are you too naive!"
His Five Fire Phoenix Feather Fan takes the five elements of true fire and carries it with phoenix feathers. How can it be so easy to extinguish it!
But the next moment, the young man in red robe could no longer laugh.
I saw that the black energy wielded by the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult completely extinguished the five elements of true fire that enveloped it.
Seeing this scene, the young man in red robe suddenly turned gloomy.
Just at this moment, a burst of laughter came: "Zhu Hao, isn't your fan very powerful? How come the five elements of real fire it emits is extinguished all of a sudden?"
The man who spoke was a man nine feet tall, with muscles all over his body that could make his entire robe bulge.
This man's head was shining brightly, and he was smiling with a "hehe" look, which made Zhu Hao even more annoyed.
"Hmph! Wang Yue, if you have the ability, go ahead!" Zhu Hao snorted coldly.
"I'll do it, I'll do it. Don't take advantage of me to take the credit when I seriously injured this guy!"
The big Wang Yue twisted his arms, clasped his fists and said something to the others, then waved his fists and rushed towards the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult.
He took one step and was already in front of the envoy of the All Gods Sect.
Immediately, he raised his hand and punched out.
The majestic energy and blood condensed into the shadow of a fist, turned into a long dragon of energy and blood, and went straight to the chest of the divine envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect.
At this moment, the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect also punched him.
The majestic black energy condensed into a black dragon and collided with the long dragon of energy and blood.
boom--
With a loud noise, the long dragon of energy and blood collapsed. The black dragon formed by black energy roared and slammed into Wang Yue's chest.
Seeing this situation, Wang Yue's complexion changed drastically. He directly encouraged the energy and blood in his body, and his body suddenly swelled up again, like a hill.
The black energy dragon hit his body and blasted him away.
Wang Yue rolled several times in the air before standing still.
Just when he stabilized his body, a sarcastic laughter came: "Wang Yue, don't you Ancient Spirit Sect claim to be invincible in the same realm in the flesh? How come you can even get a divine envoy of the Dangan level from the Ten Thousand Gods Sect?" If you don’t come down, will you still be invincible at the same level?”
"You!" When Wang Yue heard this, he was about to have a fit, but was interrupted by someone.
"Alright everyone, if we fight alone, we will not be the opponent of this divine envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Religion. We can only work together. Let's work together to capture this divine envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Religion first!"
The person who spoke was a woman in a purple skirt with eyebrows like crescent moons, eyes like clear pools, a beautiful nose, cherry lips, an oval face, and ice-cold muscles.
She was holding an ancient mirror filled with purple light. There seemed to be a purple sun hidden in the mirror, making people dare not look at the surface of the ancient mirror easily.
As soon as she said this, Wang Yue immediately echoed: "Junior Sister Ziyue is right, we should join forces to fight the enemy now!"
After that, he looked at another woman in a white dress with a cold temperament, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Junior sister Luo, you think so!"
Seeing that Wang Yue ignored him, Zhu Hao was immediately angry.
However, the woman in the white dress with a cold temperament did not respond to Wang Yue's words. She just stood in the void holding the sword indifferently, staring at the divine envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult with a pair of cold moon-like eyes.
Wang Yue was not angry when he received no response. He knew the character of Luo Qingshuang, the true disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
It is said that even in the Divine Sword Sect, Luo Qingshuang rarely communicates with others. She has a cold and aloof temperament, like a cold white lotus, which can only be viewed from a distance, but cannot be approached.
At this moment, Luo Qingshuang's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly stretched out her hand to grab a sword from the void, and slashed it out with a wave of her hand.
The cold sword energy shot out instantly and turned into thousands of sword shadows in the air, directly blocking the way that the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect wanted to escape.
"Everyone, without further ado, let's do it!"
Seeing this situation, Ziyue said hello, raised her hand and threw the ancient mirror in her hand.
The next moment, the ancient mirror magnified from the air, and a round of purple sun rose from the mirror, emitting streams of purple fire, and rolled towards the envoy of the Pantheon Sect who wanted to escape.
Wang Yue and Zhu Hao also took action without hesitation.
Zhu Hao waved the five-fire phoenix feather fan in his hand again, and the five-color five-element real fire came out from the fan. Together with the purple fire projected in the mirror, it rolled towards the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult.
Wang Yue took one step forward, and his figure suddenly increased by ten feet. Then, he heard a loud shout: "Carry the mountain!"
The next moment, a big mountain appeared on his back, and he lifted it up with one hand and ran towards the envoy of the All Gods Religion.
Under such an offensive, several people were almost certain that the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult would be killed on the spot.
However, at this moment, Luo Qingshuang, who had always been cold and calm, frowned slightly.
She noticed something strange about the envoy of the Pantheon Cult.
I saw the envoy of the Ten Thousand Gods Religion suddenly took off the green-faced fang mask on his face and threw it into the air.
"Please God!"
A dull, hoarse voice came from the mouth of the envoy of the All Gods Cult.
The next moment, a complex and unpleasant sound of chanting bytes was heard.
"No, he wants to ask God, stop him quickly!"
Wang Yue's expression changed suddenly, he shouted loudly, and he was about to rush forward and smash the green-faced fang mask.
However, even if they were aware of it, their actions were too late and could not be stopped at all.
Seeing the green-faced fanged mask frozen in mid-air, it was about to undergo a change.
boom!
A big hand descended from the sky and smashed the mask into pieces.
(End of chapter)
