But he saw a bright red light glowing from where Lu Jingyuan was. A heat wave penetrated from the ice, and a red beam of light reflected from inside, shooting straight into the sky. Weird and inexplicable.
There was a loud "rumbling" sound, deafening, and the giant ice sealing Lu Jingyuan exploded from the inside out.
Confusion appeared on everyone's faces, and no one knew what was going on. They all cast curious glances, wanting to find out.
The giant ice exploded, and suddenly, cold air surged around, and a wall of white air rose into the sky, which also blocked everyone's prying eyes.
Tang Heng, who was about to leave, also stopped. To his surprise, even the mental waves he released to explore could not glimpse the information inside the white wall.
He is the ancestor of Tangjiabao, a strong man in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and one of the few top-level beings in Western Chu. He can't even see the white Qi wall of the Shushan disciples. How come such a slap in the face doesn't make him suspicious?
"Does this kid have any magic weapon in his body?"
Tang Heng couldn't resist the temptation when he thought of magic weapons, even though he had lived for more than two hundred years. He stopped and looked up.
How could a white wall of energy arranged by a person who had just entered the Earth Spirit Realm stop a strong Heavenly Spirit Realm man? The divine light in his eyes could not stop flickering as he adjusted his mental frequency to the highest level. In the vast whiteness, Lu Jingyuan's figure was vaguely seen, with a strong aura surrounding his body, and a blood-red aura curling up. Very strange.
Tang Heng was slightly shocked, but soon returned to normal. Lu Jingyuan was just entering the Earth Spirit Realm for the first time, how could he have such great abilities?
Thinking of this, his eyes released purple light, turning into two light arrows and shooting towards the white wall. Two completely different forces collided, causing bursts of explosions. As the ground shook, Tang Heng's power was bounced away.
At the same time, the white air wall also cracked. Within the white air wall, Lu Jingyuan raised his head and chest. The blood-red eyes in his eyes were as if he were possessed by a demon, which was very scary.
When everyone in Tangjiabao saw it, they were all shocked and frightened. Tang Heng remained calm, looked at Lu Jingyuan, and said, "I don't care what disputes you have with Tangjiabao, and I don't want to know what you are doing here. As long as I am here, you can't even think about being arrogant here."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes flashed with green light, strange winds began to rise, and long winds struck Lu Jingyuan from left to right. The long wind stirred like a tornado, gradually getting closer.
The red light in Lu Jingyuan's eyes shone brightly, and a layer of red shrouded Lu Jingyuan's body. The red light barrier suddenly opened, isolating the tornado that hit in front of him. At the same time, a powerful aura was released, and as he shouted, it turned into a sharp sword energy, flying out and piercing Tang Heng's eyebrows.
As the sword energy approached, a rare trace of surprise appeared on Tang Heng's face, but it quickly disappeared. With a wave of his hand, strange winds blew up, and three wind blades shot towards the sword energy. Two wind blades, one in front and one behind, intercepted the sword energy. At the same time, the third wind blade shot towards Lu Jingyuan.
"Rumble--"
The explosion sounded, and the wind blade broke through the solid defensive air wall and directly bombarded Lu Jingyuan. Suddenly, he was bleeding profusely and lying on the ground.
Looking at the loser on the ground, Tang Heng had a disdainful smile on his face and snorted: "You dare to show off your skills in front of me even if you are a small earth spirit. It's really a big deal in front of Gong Gong - you don't know your ability!"
After he finished speaking, a light flashed in his eyes, and the wind blade struck Lu Jingyuan again. I will send him to the West.
It was too late to say that, but soon, Lu Jingyuan's sky spirit cap flashed red. Suddenly, a red figure appeared in the void three feet above his head. Very strange.
As the red figure appeared, red light enveloped his head. Protect Lu Jingyuan.
The wind blade hit the red light wall hard again, and a deafening explosion followed. Unlike last time, the red phosphorus wall was not broken. On the contrary, the wind blade was shattered by the rebound force of the air wall.
Tang Heng was shocked, his face looked very ugly. Although he didn't use his true power with the wind blade just now, it was still more than enough to deal with the monks in the Earth Spirit Realm.
Unexpectedly, it was shattered by the rebound force of the air wall. The person who suddenly appeared is really not low in cultivation.
"Who are you? When did you come to my Tangjia Fort!" The eldest son shouted at the red figure with the air of the fort master.
The red figure stood proudly, indifferently paying attention to the eldest son's questions. The red figure is Mu Yizhi's soul body. Neither human nor ghost, just standing in the void. He is a strong man in Yunhuang, so naturally he doesn't even bother to raise his eyebrows towards ordinary people like the eldest son.
Lu Jingyuan stood up slowly, took care of his injuries, and glanced at the red figure behind him. He was not surprised, but nodded as if he saw an acquaintance.
Seeing that the powerful aura surrounding the other party was not weaker than his own, Tang Heng's heart sank and he was on guard.
When the eldest son saw that Mu Yizhi ignored his questions, he was already so angry that he seemed to have found an outlet and was about to explode.
Tang Heng flicked his hand and used a gentle force to grab the eldest son like a chicken and threw him on the tiger leather chair beside him. In his opinion, if the eldest son rushes forward, he will die in vain. Currently facing a powerful enemy, there is no time to explain.
The eldest son sat quietly on the tiger leather chair, with an aggrieved look on his face. Patriarch Tang had never given him a good look since he appeared, and now he was looking down upon him in front of outsiders, adding fuel to the fire. He was the master of Tangjiabao, so how could he endure such humiliation? However, his cultivation is too weak and he cannot shake the person in front of him at all, so he can only keep this account silently in his heart.
How could Tang Heng know about Xiao Jiujiu in the eldest son's heart? He sent the opponent out of the field with the intention of keeping him safe, and there was no malicious intent. But I don't want to make others feel resentful.
At this moment, with the enemy facing him, he couldn't care about that anymore. Just listen to what he said to Mu Yi: "Where are you the strong man? Why do you come to my Tangjia Fort?"
As he spoke, his eyes condensed, releasing powerful pressure. Suddenly the wind surged, and the strong winds rushed one after another, attacking Mu Yizhi.
Indifferently, Mu Yi stood with his hands behind his back. Unexpectedly, the wind hit me, so I just clenched my loose palms. In an instant, a layer of red light shrouded it again, preventing the strong wind from blowing in.
He raised his head and glanced at Tang Heng, a golden light flashed across his eyes. Immediately, golden thunder and lightning in the sky passed through the heavy clouds, fell straight down, and hit Tang Heng.
Feeling that danger was approaching, Tang Heng hurriedly moved his figure to one side to avoid the lightning bombardment. The lightning struck Tangjiabao Square and split a giant stone statue in half from the middle.
When Tang Heng saw it, he couldn't help being shocked and angry. The stone statue that was chopped off was carefully carved by the sect when he was promoted to the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Today was destroyed in the hands of this man, how could he not be furious. Even so, he still suppressed the impulse in his heart. This person's cultivation level is much higher than his. Acting recklessly will only bring disaster to the sect.
Looking at Mu Yi's Niwan Palace attentively, he saw a hazy layer of aura covering it. No matter how hard he tried, he could not tell the depth of the opponent's cultivation. His eyebrows sank, trying to see clearly the cultivation level of the plague god in front of him, but he failed to do so. He could only roughly estimate that he was much higher than him.
Just then he saw that Mu Yizhi could trigger thunder from the sky just by raising his eyes. This power was so terrifying that Tang Heng was ashamed of himself. I secretly decided not to offend him easily. He had no choice but to put on a smile on his face and said: "My dear friend, why do you need to be so angry? It's easy to discuss things, and it's easy to discuss. Being angry is very harmful to the body."
When Mu Yizhi saw that the opponent could not win against him, he turned around with a smile on his face, said "hehe" twice in a funny voice, and said: "I just took in a disciple named Lu Jingyuan. He complained to me and said: 'There is someone Bullying him with the strength of the crowd!' I didn't want to care about such trivial matters at first, but I waited a hundred years to accept a young disciple like him, so naturally I treat him as a treasure. If I get angry with him, I'm afraid I have to wait another few hundred years. I reluctantly came out to see who is bullying my disciple without opening his eyes? Now stand up obediently, I can still be merciful and won't beat him to death! At most, I'll beat him He cannot take care of himself."
This was said very humorously, but every word contained murderous intent.
Tang Heng put on a smile and hurriedly explained: "It must be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
"Haha!" With two sneers, Lu Jingyuan turned around, looked at Tang Heng, and said: "Why didn't you say it was a misunderstanding just now? But now you say it was a misunderstanding? You are so quick to fall out. ah!"
If he hadn't taken a moment, he would have died countless times under Tang Heng's powerful offensive. How could he let go of this hatred so easily.
His old face turned red. After all, Tang Heng was a strong man in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, with his own dignity and pride. How could you not be angry when you were reprimanded in front of someone like this? If the eldest son dared to speak so rudely in front of him, he would have sent him to heaven long ago. But at this time, it is a matter of life and death for Tangjiabao, so we cannot act hastily.
Lu Jingyuan seemed to have no intention of stopping, and said again:
"Is it just a misunderstanding to beat me like this?"
Lu Jingyuan was so angry that he couldn't control his mouth for a moment and started swearing.
"shut up!"
Seeing how rude he was, Tang Heng could no longer control his emotions and couldn't help scolding him. At the same time, he pushed out his right hand, and a powerful white wind blade struck at Lu Jingyuan with the power to cut off Huashan Mountain.
The dignity of the strong cannot be trampled upon by others. Under Lu Jingyuan's barrage of curses, Tang Heng finally broke out.
Lu Jingyuan closed his eyes as he saw the wind blade coming towards him with majesty like a violent wave. He couldn't resist the full blow from a strong man in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.
"Be bold!"
With a loud shout, Mu Yizhi's eyes glowed with golden light, and there seemed to be the sound of dragon roaring high in the sky. A golden lightning bolt shot straight down from the dark clouds, looking towards Tangjiabao.
The huge wind blade hit the red air wall, and the explosion went straight into the sky. Immediately afterwards, a long golden dragon, carrying the terrifying power of heaven, fell from the clouds and hit Tang Heng on the forehead.
Feeling the power of thunder and lightning approaching, Tang Heng quickly withdrew his attack, formed a defensive finger seal with his hands, and recited the mantra. Suddenly, green light enveloped the top of his head. Facing the bombardment of rolling thunder.
Seeing that their ancestor was in danger, everyone in Tangjiabao couldn't help but feel anxious. The top strong men are the backbone of the sect. Without the protection of the top strong men, the sect can only end up with a tragic fate of being at the mercy of others.
"The enemy is powerful, activate the sect's defense formation quickly!"
The enemy was guarding the sky thunder, and Tang Heng used secret techniques to send messages to everyone in Tangjiabao. For a moment, Tang Yunting was seen sitting cross-legged, chanting mantras in his mouth, making seals with his hands, and pointing towards the sky. A ray of green light rose into the sky.
Everyone behind them painted gourds in the same way, shooting green light into the sky, forming a beautiful totem over Tangjiabao.
When the totem first appeared, it couldn't rotate and looked strange. In an instant, the sky became dark, the earth trembled, and a golden barrier covered the sky above Tangjiabao, like a thick protective film. The figures of Lu Jingyuan and Mu Yizhi had disappeared into the territory of Tangjiabao, and were moved to the bamboo forest thirty miles away by the powerful power of the formation.
The sect's defensive formation is activated by the collective efforts of everyone. Even if he is as strong as Mu Yizhi, he cannot resist the sect's defensive formation by himself.
Seeing that he was out of danger, Lu Jingyuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in his heart finally let go. He felt tired coming from all directions, grabbing him tightly, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.
