"Master Changkong, I didn't expect it to be you. During the war between good and evil, I heard that you encountered Master Huang Ye and his body was destroyed. The soul fire you left behind became weak and could no longer transmit messages. Since you are not dead, you should contact us as soon as possible. Yes, it won’t take tens of thousands of years to reunite with the physical body.”
Master Yanhun flew directly in front of Zhang Changkong and spoke directly.
Zhang Changkong smiled. When he accepted the inheritance of the real person realm, it was Master Yanhun who received him. At that time, he was still a novice in the real person realm, and Master Yanhun was the boss.
Meeting again at this moment, Zhang Changkong's mentality has changed. Master Yanhun is like a shooting star in his life. He can occasionally remember it but there is no need to pay special attention to it.
Yanhun Zhenren was not famous in the war between good and evil, and his strength was not much stronger. Zhang Changkong looked at him with a scolding tone. Apparently he thought that he was "age" older than Zhang Changkong. Zhang Changkong was in the real person realm. He is also an unknown person, so he should be considered strong.
Seeing that Master Yanhun had started the inheritance for him, he didn't care.
However, Zhang Changkong naturally wouldn't explain anything.
He smiled again and said, "Master Yanhun, I came here this time because I want to use the teleportation array of Taiyu Sect and visit Taiyi Mountain."
The distance between the human race's sanctuaries and the sanctuaries varies. The closest ones are like the Sanqing Sanctuary. It takes a little longer for the real person to fly there by himself.
It may take decades to fly through various deserts and other no-man's land.
Therefore, there are basically teleportation arrays between true domains.
"Taiyi Holy Mountain?"
Master Yanhun frowned: "Although the Ten Thousand Years Saint Realm inheritance has recently relaxed the restrictions and only requires mana, it still requires one hundred thousand mana."
Obviously, Master Yanhun does not believe that Zhang Changkong has 100,000 magic powers.
"Okay, I just want to use the teleportation array, there is no need to say anything more to you."
Zhang Changkong said calmly: "Take me to the teleportation array."
Although Zhang Changkong feels that his attitude is very good, it is obvious that Yanhun Zhenren is also a serious demon cultivator, and he does not tolerate others being arrogant in front of him, especially Zhang Changkong, who is considered by him to "know the basics" and is inferior to him in terms of attitude.
Demonic cultivators are all about decisiveness, and they will never say a word if they want to take action.
As soon as Yanhun Zhenren thought about it, a radius of one kilometer turned into a black and red space.
It's not that the range of Yan Hun Zhenren's spells is small, it doesn't mean that this spell is weak in power. On the contrary, using a spell is like encircling an area, which just shows the master Yan Hun's control of power.
In an instant, Zhang Changkong not only felt a burst of heat in his body, but also felt a burning sensation in his spiritual consciousness, and his perception of the outside world felt like the world was in chaos.
Obviously Yanhun Zhenren used the law of hallucination or space confusion.
Then Zhang Changkong felt that his protective shield was bombarded by thousands of artillery fires in less than a second. In this second, Zhang Changkong used dozens of layers of defensive shields and was shattered one after another.
Of course, a single spell with a law cannot hurt Zhang Changkong.
As for the sneak attack-like attacks of Master Yanhun, Zhang Changkong didn't care. The master's consciousness was extremely sharp. If Zhang Changkong was willing, even if he couldn't attack at the same time, it wouldn't be too slow.
As for why Yan Hun Zhenren was allowed to use magic to attack him, it was just Zhang Changkong's own reserve as a strong man, and it was definitely not some messy concern such as taking action later and doing justice.
Today, Zhang Changkong really wants to kill someone. Even if his enemy is the only descendant of the True Immortal, he cannot make him hesitate. He has never known what it means to worry about the future.
After noticing the fireball, attacks like black smoke billowing magma pillars came from all directions.
Although you can hide, it's not necessary.
When the magma pillar-like attack hit Zhang Changkong, Zhang Changkong also took action.
An invisible wave emanated from Zhang Changkong's body.
"boom!"
The red space that was originally filled with flames shrank from the middle like paper, and twisted cracks appeared around Zhang Changkong. Everything seemed to be sucked away by a vacuum cleaner, and it was like a flying airplane suddenly opening the window to absorb the surroundings. everything.
In an instant, all magma, flames, and even air were sucked into the center of the storm created by Zhang Changkong and crushed into dust. Only Yanhun Zhenren, a few hundred meters away, was stabilizing his body.
Before Yan Hun Zhenren issued the next spell, Zhang Changkong thought in his mind, and a new twisted storm formed with Yan Hun Zhenren as the center.
Yanhun Zhenren was like a stone entering a crusher, rolling crazily.
The endless pressure was squeezing towards the body of Master Yanhun, and the black cracks were like the mouth of a blood plate, and they were "biting" towards Master Yanhun crazily.
Those black cracks are naturally not space cracks. Zhang Changkong cannot easily create space cracks with magic. The thing that looks like a space crack is a magic space created by Zhang Changkong, which is called a gravity singularity by Zhang Changkong.
Seeing that the body of the real Yanhun was about to be crushed.
Suddenly, two lines, one red and one black, intertwined like chromosomes appeared around Yanhun Zhenren, winding and twisting, and a river estimated to be more than 20,000 meters long and 1,000 meters wide appeared in the air.
The two rivers flow in opposite directions. One is flowing with flaming magma, as if rushing downwards, and the other is flowing with black mud with bursts of black smoke, as if rolling upwards. Both ends of the two rivers are connected to the void, with no beginning or end.
The two rivers easily broke through Zhang Changkong's spell and freed the real Yanhun.
Zhang Changkong looked at the real weapon released by Master Yanhun and thought it was like "elevator clockwork" or "cargo conveyor belt".
Zhang Changkong glanced at the real weapon that circled the river around him, and was about to release the real two-day scale.
Although the five real artifacts are integrated into the simulated wonders of heaven and earth, they do not disappear. They can still be separated from the wonders of heaven and earth when necessary.
Suddenly his consciousness flashed and he did not release the real weapon.
At the same time, the real rivers around him that were about to wrap around and swallow him stopped. Two strange rivers were less than fifty meters away from Zhang Changkong's body.
Zhang Changkong naturally did not believe that Yanhun Zhenren had "martial virtues", but that he was fully confident that he would not be injured. Although the two rivers were filled with cold winds and rolling heat waves, Zhang Changkong was in a state of ice and fire.
It turned out that another real person from Taiyu Sect flew out to stop the fight.
Soon, the leader of Taiyu Sect flew between Zhang Changkong and Yan Hun Zhenren.
At this moment, Zhang Changkong looked calm.
Master Yanhun's eyes were filled with fire and his face was ugly. He immediately put away the real weapon and flew away without saying a word.
The reasons and reasons for the fight between real people are all fictitious. Unless the saint comes forward, otherwise it will have no meaning at all.
Obviously, Master Jinshui didn't bother to care about anything. After chatting with Zhang Changkong for a few words, he took Zhang Changkong and flew to Taiyu Sect.
