Phew~
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. Zhang Qing flew out and hit the edge of the dark world. He could feel the massive amount of earth, stone and gravel when he reached out and touched it.
The giant Buddha stood between Zhang Qing and Yan Fengjue, but as Zhang Qing was blown away, without the support of his magic power, the giant Buddha also slowly dissipated.
Yan Fengjue took a deep look at Zhang Qing, his eyes even more murderous.
The giant sword circled and returned to Yan Fengjue's feet, but at the next moment, it fell towards Zhang Qingzhan again with a heavy force.
Zhang Yuxian flew over, but was driven away by huge force. Yan Fengjue's desire to kill Zhang Qing at this moment was far greater than Zhang Yuxian's.
"If such a person grows up, wouldn't he be able to resist the opening of Tianmen at the limit of Golden Lotus?"
There was deep fear in his heart, and his powerful Taoist heart and centuries-old city allowed him to turn this fear into murderous intent.
Characters who are destined to die must not wait for long nights and many dreams.
The giant sword approached again, but this dream was already long enough.
A trace of red light seeped out from between the dusty gravels. In a short period of time, these red lights dispelled all the darkness.
The flame spread again, but not in the usual way. It was upside down. One of the two parallel lines suddenly changed direction.
The sudden change once again caused Chenshan to lose its power, and the next moment, all the surrounding gravel, soil and rocks disappeared, replaced by an endless, snow-white sky.
All kinds of golden lotuses that were originally suppressed by Yan Feng's magic appeared in the sky. Many people were covered in blood and their breath was weak and weak.
The sudden change in the environment made everyone feel a little uncomfortable, but they reacted immediately. Those who had the upper hand continued to attack with all their strength, while those who resisted finally found an opportunity and began to slowly fight back.
In that dark world, the commotion was not between Yan Fengjue and Zhang Qing and Zhang Yuxian.
A trace of confusion flashed in Yan Fengjue's eyes. He could feel that his spell did not disappear, but appeared at his feet.
Looking down, the originally illusory earth turned solid, and they stood in the real sky.
"This is... an upside-down world." In an instant, he understood everything.
This world is the world in the scroll, and after they entered, Zhang Shenling used his own magic to peak everything, making everyone look like they were standing upside down.
It's just that there were no up, down, or four directions in the world at that time, so no one felt anything. Anyway, everyone was standing on their heads, which meant that no one was standing on their heads, right?
But in fact, there is a line between the upside down and normal world.
That line was the only stroke that the immortal wrote in the center of this blank scroll.
The world was divided into two parts, upper and lower. Before, all of them were in one half of the world, and now, they were in the other half.
"Part of my power has been taken away." Yan Fengjue thought a lot. They appeared in the real 'sky' of the picture scroll world, and the moment they passed that line, something was inside each of them. Stripped.
It's like a toll, but such a toll seems too deadly.
Because the Zhang Shenling suspended above his head had already flown towards him, and the flame spear in his hand contained the power to lock his energy and spirit.
There was no way to dodge this shot, and... it couldn't be blocked.
At the desperate moment, Yan Fengjue made his decision. He burned his golden lotus and blasted into the void in front of him with unique power.
The huge gravity gave the void an outline, and the force that originally hit the cotton turned to fall on the metal. As for the attack of the Golden Lotus Jiukai Realm, such a 'metal' obviously couldn't block it.
The broken void also represents the gradual dissipation of the vitality of Yan Feng Jue's fatal blow.
"Escape! Get the clan members out of here." With a roar, Yan Fengjue waved his hand to grab the six immortal monks and threw them directly towards the broken gap.
"Run away!" He only had time to roar before the flaming spear from the distance had already arrived, piercing his head straight and making his boiling golden lotus dim.
"You can't - just kill me like this!" With a low roar, Yan Fengjue reached out and held the flame spear. The golden flame ignited his whole body, and then...
"boom!!!"
The entire picture scroll world is in turmoil, and cracks appear on the edge of the world. Even the changed picture scroll world becomes fragile at this moment, as if anyone can tear it open.
Zhang Shenling flew out. The desperate state of his body left him without much strength to maintain the scroll world. In his hand, he held the half of the body tightly and he threw it to the ground below.
The land that was originally condensed by magic now began to have several mountain peaks, but the surface was bare without any vegetation.
The head of the family dies...
A piece of heavy news was captured by all the golden lotuses of the Yan family in the impact wave. Naturally, they also saw the last scene of the family leader with their spiritual consciousness.
They understood that the head of the family had failed and made a choice.
"Haha, if that's the case, then let me wait to die bravely!" One person's eyes were calm, but he resolutely lit up his golden lotus. Under the roar, even the monks of the Zhang family were stunned when they defended themselves in time.
"We must buy time for Zhaodu and the others!" A Yan family member planted golden lotus said loudly, and then rushed towards Zhang Junye and others, lighting his own golden lotus.
"The longer the time goes, the more clan members will be able to escape!"
"The family can still make a comeback, but we can only help them get here." One person laughed, and the golden lotus burned in the void above his head.
He was murmuring, regretting in the power of self-destruction.
"It's a pity that I can't see the birth of you two little guys. Your father is not here, so you have to grow up well..."
"I, the heir of the Yan family, cannot be extinguished in our hands!" With horrified eyes, an old man in the middle stage of the Golden Lotus cultivation stage crazily attacked Zhang Shenxun, and then ignited the Golden Lotus in the ultimate sublimation.
"Thousands of years later, my Yan family will return again!!!" The illusive soul lingered, and he saw the shocked battlefield outside through the cracks in the scroll, with guilt in his eyes.
"Children, we lost. I'm sorry, but we also got you killed..."
Jin Lian, several immortals of the Yan family, rushed to the clan's territory to take away the family's fire as quickly as possible, and the monks of the Yan family who stayed on the battlefield of Chilang Gorge were naturally abandoned.
"Run away, if only a few of you can escape..."
Outside, countless people on the battlefield burst into tears and shouted in despair: "Ancestor!"
"You two men, you can fight to the death without losing the grace of our Yan family, and you can live in exile without losing the grace of the Yan family. Why should you be afraid of this?" The appearance of one person was captured by the outside world, and then there was another deafening roar.
"Kill! Avenge the ancestors!" On the battlefield of the foundation-building monks, there were people from the Yan family who were furious. They no longer cared about defense and tore apart the Zhang family's defense, trying to bring even more disastrous consequences to the family before they died. Loss.
Some people chose to leave the battlefield out of fear, which not only caused chaos in the battlefield, but also relieved a lot of pressure on the Zhang family.
The moment Yan Fengjue died, the war was gradually shifting towards the Zhang family, and that was all the Yan family could do.
Break out in despair, kill more enemies, or prepare to flee here and survive?
Most people can make the most appropriate choice based on their past experiences.
There is no good or bad on this battlefield. There are only monks who are fighting to survive in the human world in order to ascend to immortality. They stand on the side of their family and where they stand.
This is the source of their traces in heaven and earth, and they do not have to be controlled by any external factors.
In the sky, Zhang Shenling's scroll couldn't hold it anymore after all. From the huge cracks, a kind of golden lotus flew out.
Their surname is not Yan, they are relatives of the Yan family. There are not many of them, but at this moment, they do not intend to be buried with the Yan family.
Perhaps it's not because they don't want to, but because as relatives growing golden lotus, they have too many responsibilities behind them.
In this world where mortals turn into immortals, no one has ever said that it would be easier to become an immortal than to become an immortal in this mortal world.
