Without caring much, Zhou Yang sacrificed a trumpet-shaped defensive magic weapon while plundering rapidly.
This treasure originally belonged to the Lord Qisu. When he was caught in the light of the devil, he was attacked by the God Emperor Agni. He had no choice but to sacrifice this middle-grade defensive divine treasure.
But when he finally escaped, he had to abandon this treasure and it was acquired by the God Emperor.
The God Emperor became his soul slave, and this treasure naturally belonged to him.
But the middle-grade divine treasure is the standard for the God-controlling realm. As a mid-stage virtual god, it is very difficult to use and consumes a lot of divine power. He even did not dare to use it when he was transcending the tribulation.
However, in order to kill him, the other party actually sacrificed a middle-grade divine treasure, which was no longer needed at this time.
Most of his divine power was drained away in an instant, and his face immediately became extremely pale.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, Zhou Yang was shaken and flew backwards.
Zhou Yang didn't care about anything else, and immediately held two seventh-grade divine stones in his hands, quickly restoring the divine power in his body.
"Qisu Old Ghost's mid-level defensive magic treasure!" The strong man in the distance looked surprised. He never expected that this kid would have the magic treasure of the best master in the world in Hezhou.
As the top combat power in the Holy Continent of Light, he naturally knows something about the powerful men of the same level in Hezhou.
Not only the opponent himself, but also the techniques he practiced and the magical treasures he used were all clearly discovered through the intelligence agency.
The sneak attack just failed, and he had already lost the chance to win by surprise, so he did not take action again.
The Emperor of Fire was originally following Zhou Yang, and the sneak attack just now was extremely fast, so he flew high into the sky at this time.
But because Zhou Yang had collected the middle-grade divine treasure, even though he knew what was happening, he did not take any action at this time.
"Hmph, are you the Martial God of the Dark Continent?" Zhou Yang stood high in the sky, took back the divine treasure, and asked coldly.
"Oh? You actually recognize me!" The man faced Zhou Yang from afar, and saw the God Emperor emerging from the ground, and his face was even more surprised.
The person who launched the sneak attack was none other than the third strong man in darkness who had been separated from Fengrong Fengjing, his Taoist name was Wuling Shenjun.
However, after a moment, his expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but asked sharply: "You, what happened to the two princes?"
It is impossible for this boy to know him. The Emperor of Fire has just appeared and has no chance to tell his identity. So now there is only one explanation. Fengrong Fengjing and Fengrong Fengjing have both fallen into their hands.
"Those two dead ghosts were not killed by us, but were buried in the underground tomb." Zhou Yang had just been attacked by a sneak attack. He was in a very bad mood and his words were even more disrespectful.
"Bold Zhou Yang, don't forget who you are!" Lord Wu Ling scolded.
Zhou Huaiyuan was from the Guangming Holy Dynasty, and Zhou Yang was his son, so his status was naturally lower.
"Hmph, old ghost Wu Ling, since you know my identity, why do you still want to kill me!" Zhou Yang snorted coldly, his eyes like lightning.
"Tell me quickly, what happened to the two princes? Is it related to you two?" Wu Ling Shenjun was very shameless and changed the subject in an instant.
"Old ghost, no one who wants to kill me will survive. Come on!"
Zhou Yang stopped talking nonsense with him and struck him with a divine attack. At the same time, he raised his hand and threw the Chang Geng Divine Spear to the God Emperor, and gave the order to kill him.
The God Emperor held his mid-grade divine treasure and rushed directly towards the Martial God Lord.
"You!" The spirit of the Martial God Lord was stagnant, but he recovered in a moment, but his face was a little pale.
Zhou Yang's spiritual attack did not work because the old guy possessed a spiritual defensive treasure.
Although it didn't work, it still disturbed his mind and his reaction was slightly slower.
However, with this stunned effort, the middle-grade divine treasure of the Emperor of Fire God was sacrificed. Under the terrifying pressure, a dazzling dazzling spear light arrived in front of him in an instant.
"Boom!" The huge spear light exploded with a bang. Although Wu Ling tried his best to use the secret technique of extreme speed, he was still submerged in a ball of light with a radius of several hundred feet.
A blow from a mid-grade divine treasure would not even dare to be received by those in the God-Conquering Realm, let alone those in the Virtual God Realm.
The dazzling white light emitted by the explosion made both Zhou Yang and the God Emperor subconsciously close their eyes.
However, when he opened it again, he saw an embarrassed figure staggering out of the ball of light, and then fled into the distance without thinking.
"Mid-grade defensive divine treasure!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and disappeared instantly.
"You!" Wu Ling, who was running away, suddenly flew backwards, blood spurting from his mouth.
Just when he wanted to stabilize his body, he secretly thought that it was not good, and without thinking, he used the mid-level defensive divine treasure again.
"Boom!" The huge light group exploded horribly again, and Wu Ling was at the center of the explosion.
A moment later, the martial spirit with a tattered body appeared again. A small green figure quickly sprang out from its heavenly spirit cap, and then the light shone brightly. In an instant, it was twenty thousand miles away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But it was at the moment of life and death that Wu Ling's soul left the body and performed a secret technique that greatly damaged the soul's power. Only then did he save his life.
The God Emperor of Fire turned pale and was unable to use the mid-level divine treasure again.
"Damn it!" Zhou Yang yelled angrily. His spatial magical power was also limited by distance, and he couldn't catch up at this time.
If Lord Wu Ling escapes back to the Dark Continent, his father Zhou Huaiyuan's situation will be very bad.
So even though Zhou Yang got two mid-level divine treasures, plus a star battleship, two god-level warships, and a large amount of god-level materials, he was not happy at all.
Although the battle didn't last long, the two violent explosions alarmed many big monsters in the forest, especially dozens of seventh-level high-level flying monsters, which were rushing toward Zhou Yang and the others.
"Let's go!" Zhou Yang didn't dare to stop. With the light rising, he flew away high into the distance.
Although there were god-level restrictions in the air here, he didn't have to worry as Mu Zifeng, whose soul power had greatly increased, was there.
Breaking the restriction in the air, two rays of light pierced the sky like meteors and flew toward a mountain range millions of miles away.
"No, you have to turn around or enter the starry sky!" Mu Zifeng suddenly said.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yang was surprised.
"There is a powerful aura coming out of that mountain range." Mu Zifeng said solemnly.
"The Great God Realm, or the eighth-level Demon King!" Zhou Yang was horrified.
"Almost, we have to turn!" Mu Zifeng said.
Zhou Yang always paid great attention to Mu Zifeng's reminders, and after hearing the words, he flew high into the sky.
Since he was freed from the restrictions of the forest, his escape skills were fully developed at this time. In addition, he understood the artistic conception of the wind, and his escape speed increased by another three points.
"Hurry up and escape from the strong wind layer of this continent, and we will be safe!" Mu Zifeng shouted urgently.
He is so anxious, which means there must be a royal god or an eighth-level demon in the mountains.
Zhou Yang also risked his life and flew into the void with the Emperor of Fire.
However, the speed of two flying monsters was beyond imagination, and one of them had already caught up with Zhou Yang.
This flying monster is huge in size, with a long mouth like a knife, gray and black feathers, and its wings are spread out, and it is more than twenty feet long.
"Hmph!" Zhou Yang snorted coldly, and turned around to use the second style of Taibai's Thirteen Cuts.
