"Senior, you want to go in person?" Zeng Yongjiang was startled. Cang Xiong's voice was heavy: "It's about that person, I have to go there in person." Then he asked Zeng Yongjiang to wait for his news, took a step forward, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
After a while, Cang Xiong appeared above the Soul Beast Forest. Since hiding his aura was useless, he simply didn't hide his aura and headed towards the abyss of hell.
At this moment, all the disciples and all the soul beasts in the soul beast forest felt the powerful and prison-like aura coming from the Cang Xiong, and they were all terrified.
Countless soul beasts were lying on the ground, not daring to move. Even if it is one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand years, the soul beast will not dare to make any changes.
Cang Xiong came to the abyss of hell. When he came to the abyss of hell, he couldn't help but feel nervous. However, when he saw the scene in the abyss of hell that was destroyed beyond recognition, he couldn't help but froze.
He dodged and came to the bottom of the Hell Abyss. He saw that the entire Hell Abyss was riddled with holes, the terrifying pits were densely packed, and there were countless cliffs and rocks falling from the ground with no end in sight.
He was amazed. When he came somewhere, he touched the ground and saw that it was full of blood. It was actually the blood of the Lord of the Abyss!
The Lord of the Abyss was actually injured, and seriously injured! Who is it, who hurt the Lord of the Abyss? He kept flying forward, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.
When he flew around in a circle and returned to the same place again, his eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty, and his heart was shocked, puzzled, and confused.
The Lord of the Abyss was seriously injured. I wonder if he escaped or died? However, he couldn't feel any breath of the one who fought against the Lord of the Abyss.
Cang Xiong searched around again, but could not find any aura of the other person. In the end, he could only come out of the abyss of hell, and then find a few hundred thousand year soul beasts, and wanted to ask something from those hundred thousand year soul beasts, but those hundred thousand year soul beasts all had the same look on their faces. Horrified, he shook his head and said he didn't know.
Helpless, Cang Xiong could only leave and return to Cang Shen Mansion.
"Senior, how are you?" Zeng Yongjiang came up to greet him and asked quickly. Cang Xiong shook his head: "The Lord of the Abyss is seriously injured, and his life and death are unknown."
"What!" Zeng Yongjiang's expression changed drastically.
"And the Lord of the Abyss is most likely dead." Cang Xiong's face was solemn. Zeng Yongjiang was even more shocked inside.
The Lord of the Abyss was killed, which was a major event in Cangshen Continent.
"In the opinion of the seniors, who would be responsible?" Zeng Yongjiang asked indifferently after a long time. Cang Xiong frowned: "I can't think of it." Zeng Yongjiang's mouth went dry: "Why did the other party kill the Lord of the Abyss?" Suddenly, his mind flashed, and he thought of a possibility, and his face changed: "Did he want to unite hundreds of people? Ten-thousand-year soul ring?" Cang Xiong denied, "It's not easy to condense a million-year soul ring. No one's martial soul can withstand the energy of a million-year soul beast, not to mention that the Lord of the Abyss is close to two million years old! "While Zeng Yongjiang and Cang Xiong were talking about the Lord of the Abyss, Yang Xiaotian drove the Abyss spaceship to the place of salvation in Foyuan.
The Abyss Spaceship flies extremely fast and smoothly. There is no bumpy feeling inside the ship. Yang Xiaotian is more and more satisfied with the Abyss Spaceship.
However, the only fly in the ointment is that a true god-level spaceship requires high-grade spiritual stones to drive it, and the number of high-grade spiritual stones required for each day of flight is an astonishing number. At the end of the day, more than a hundred high-grade spiritual stones are needed.
You must know that when Yang Xiaotian went to the capital of the Shenlong Empire to purchase Qinglong Mansion, he only spent a dozen high-grade spiritual stones.
One day's flight is equivalent to spending ten Qinglong mansions. Of course, for Yang Xiaotian's current worth, this high-grade spiritual stone is nothing.
Just the high-quality spiritual stones in the space rings of the Lord of the Abyss and those dozen gods could not be consumed by him even after flying for a thousand years.
After stepping into the Land of Redemption, Yang Xiaotian put away the spaceship and flew in the sky with the Demon Ancestor. After entering the Land of Redemption, I saw only barren mountains and rivers everywhere, and the space exuded a foul smell, with no life at all. This was a bit like the bad land that Yang Xiaotian entered before.
It's just that the environment is harsher than the Badlands. And there was fighting and blood everywhere. Broken limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere.
The place of redemption is worse than Yang Xiaotian imagined. Just as Yang Xiaotian and the Heaven-Destroying Demon Ancestor were flying forward, suddenly, a faint cry for help came from the front.
Yang Xiaotian and the two sped up. When they arrived, they saw hundreds of corpses lying on the ground. The blood had not yet dried. They had obviously just been killed. The weak cry for help was made by a little girl, about the same age as Yang Xiaotian's sister.
Yang Xiaotian came to the little girl, only to find that her heart had been pierced. Just when he was about to rescue her, the little girl had already died.
Yang Xiaotian sighed deeply, and then put the little girl's body down. Just when Yang Xiaotian was about to check on the others, suddenly, a sound broke through the air in the distance, and a large group of young men and women wearing the uniforms of Foyuan College students were seen flying through the air.
There were a lot of people, more than a hundred people. Every year, Foyuan College organizes students to come to the Land of Salvation to practice, and these students are the ones who come to practice.
After these people arrived, their expressions changed when they saw the hundreds of people who died tragically at the scene. Everyone came forward to check the situation.
One of the students suddenly said angrily to Yang Xiaotian: "Boy, how did these people die?" From his tone, it seemed that he suspected that these people were killed by Yang Xiaotian and the Demon Ancestor.
Yang Xiaotian glanced at the other party indifferently and did not answer.
"Wearing a mask with a ghost head and full of devilish aura, it's not a good thing at first glance." Another student pointed at the Demon Ancestor: "Maybe they killed these people!" Yang Xiaotian glanced at the two of them coldly: "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I also said that these people might have been killed by people from your Foyuan College." As soon as Yang Xiaotian's words came out, the expressions of the teachers and students present at Foyuan College changed and they all became angry. .
"How dare you desecrate our Foyuan Academy!" The student who spoke first couldn't help but became furious. He swung his sword and stabbed Yang Xiaotian.
With one strike of the sword, the Buddha's light flourished. Faintly, a shadow of Buddha appeared. This is the signature sword technique of Foyuan Academy, the Buddha Sword.
The Buddha Sword is one of the top supreme magical powers of Foyuan Academy, and only the core disciples who have been specially trained can have the opportunity to learn it.
However, Yang Xiaotian didn't look at it and punched out directly. When he punched out, a blood dragon roared and flew out.
boom! The blood dragon directly blasted away the opponent's sword energy, causing the Buddha's shadow to burst like a bubble. The student from Foyuan College was blown away like a broken leaf. When he landed, he saw a deep blood mark of a dragon's head printed on his chest.
All the teachers and students of Foyuan College were shocked.
"Dragon Blood Fist!" One of the teachers from Foyuan Academy glared at Yang Xiaotian: "Tell me, who are you, Dragon Blood Demon Lord!" Yang Xiaotian glanced at him and said, "I am your grandfather's grandfather!"
