"The Taoist sect has retreated?"
After hearing the news, Yu Ruhai said in surprise: "Oh my god, brother, you are really powerful. With a little trick, you retreated from the Taoist army!"
Of all the people in the hall, only Cao Hairong and a few others were as happy as Yu Ruhai because the Dao Sect had retreated. Luo Yinxiao, Xie Wang, Gui Xuzi and others all had solemn expressions. Yu Hualong stood up straight and solemnly said: "Excuse me, please continue. Take charge of the Yin Yang Sect."
"Brother, where are you going?" Yu Ruohai asked in surprise.
Glancing at the second strongest man of the Yin Yang Sect, Chen Xinqijun's face showed something strange, and he sighed: "Brother Ruhai, you are really... upright..."
"We are of the same mind." Luo Yinxiao frowned and looked, while Yu Ruihai said blankly: "What do you mean?"
At this time, Yu Hualong had already walked out of the palace, turned into a escaping light and flew away. Gui Xuzi sighed softly: "The Daomen withdraws its troops, and the twenty or so Tianjie Qikong will take action. They will definitely go to round up Shi Chi as soon as possible." Shang, Sect Master Yu is here to save people."
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"Huh? The Taoist sect has withdrawn its troops?" Shichi Shangjian frowned slightly as he looked at the news in the jade slip.
At this time, he was in a ruins. There were more than a dozen corpses lying around, all of them with shriveled bodies, completely eroded by the power of death, killing their vitality and dying.
Scratching his head, Shi Chishang couldn't remember how many Taoist sects he had killed. This was the most ruthless killing he had ever done since he started practicing, but he didn't have the slightest regret or worry.
In order to destroy the Yin Yang Sect, the Taoist sects came out in full force. The sects he slaughtered all sent people to attack the Yin Yang Sect. Since they were enemies, there was no need to kill innocent people.
But now that the Taoist sect has withdrawn, those Heavenly Tribulation Stages must have come to encircle and suppress him. Although Shi Chishang is invincible to the eleventh level, he is still far inferior to the Heavenly Tribulation Stages.
Thinking of this, Shi Chishang didn't dare to stay any longer. He stretched out his wings behind him, and it was shocking to see that more than thirty souls were imprisoned on them. Not only were they burned by the soul-killing calamity flames, but they were also being continuously extracted by the wings of time and space. .
With a flutter of his wings, Shi Chi Shang soared into the sky, turning his soul path to converge his aura, turning into an imperceptible gleam of light and heading east.
Now that dozens of Taoist disciples from the Heavenly Tribulation Period are heading north to surround and suppress him, he will not be stupid enough to directly attack them. Instead, he plans to head east to the sea first, and then take a detour back to Jiaxing.
With the speed of the Space-Time Wing, within a quarter of an hour, the sea to the east was already visible in the distance.
But when he was only three or four kilometers away from the sea, Shi Chishang felt a slight pain in his eyebrows. The Tianyan Disk vibrated silently and gave an early warning. A strong sense of panic also spread throughout his mind, causing him to suddenly stop moving forward.
Uh-huh! Almost at the same time he stopped, a mist and smoke quietly flashed a few meters in front of him, like a long cloud, and in the blink of an eye, it had filled up the gap between Shi Chi Shang and the sea.
"not good!"
Seeing the illusory mist with strong pressure from that calamity, Shi Chishang's scalp became numb, and his magic wings buzzed up behind him, like two sharp swords thrusting straight into the void. In an instant, his body faded and disappeared into the void, following the elusive time. On the line, a swallow flew back, turned around and ran away easily.
"Want to leave?"
Amidst the contemptuous laughter, the figure of True Lord Yunhuan appeared in the vast illusory fog. He did not move, he just sneered and watched a sword light as blazing as the sun falling from the sky, blocking Shi Chi Shang. Before retreating, the Yang energy spurts out thinly and the flames flow endlessly.
The headmaster of Luofu Mountain, Zhenjun Yunhuan, is blocking the way!
Later, Di Fan, the master of Longhu Mountain, descended from the sky with a sword!
Being caught between the two great tribulations, Shi Chishang felt like a clay figure being hit by two huge tides. His body was twisted and his soul light was overflowing. If he didn't have the Soul Dao to consolidate his foundation at all times, he would have been unable to survive. The true form cannot be maintained.
The space-time magic wings that were originally connected to the void were also forced out by the powerful spiritual consciousness of the two great tribulations, and they were reluctantly gathered at Shi Chi Shang's side, trying their best to resist the impact of the spiritual consciousness like the violent waves of the mountains and seas.
Clenching his steel teeth, Shi Chishang recited the "Soul Evolution" method silently in his heart. His soul power surged and he struggled desperately to break free from this pinch.
"You still have the strength to resist?" Seeing this scene, Zhenjun Yunhuan's pupils shrank slightly, his sleeves raised, he flicked his fingers forward, and with a clang, his energy was as strong as a rainbow, cracking the space along the way, holding him A circular blade that looks like a ring but not a ring will cause death when it shoots straight.
The ring blade went away so quickly that before the remaining image in Shi Chishang's pupils dissipated, the blade had already reached his neck.
With a pop, Shi Chishang's head slipped down, but before it could fall, the head had already decomposed into wisps of brilliant soul light, quietly flowing through the sky and reintegrating into the body.
After decapitating him with one blow, True Lord Yunhuan raised his white eyebrows slightly and sneered: "You can hide very quickly!"
At this time, Shi Chishang's headless body suddenly softened rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into infinite soul light that condensed and condensed into a point of light, breaking free from the pressure of the two great tribulation periods and heading south. The face flew away.
Shi Chishang's move was so sudden that Zhenjun Yunhuan and Di Fan, two powerful men from the Heavenly Tribulation, managed to escape without checking. Di Fan reacted, sneered, and held up the Heavenly Thunder Sword in his hand. In an instant, tens of thousands of thunderbolts surrounded his body, transforming into sword energy and thunderous sounds, and chased after him.
Zhenjun Yunhuan smiled and raised his hand, putting away the vast sea of fog that shrouded the place, and then stepped out with a step. The person flashed like a mirror and quietly flashed thousands of meters away, following Di Fan and chasing Shi Chishang.
At this time, Shi Chishang's body transformed into a speck of light, and the space-time magic wings shattered the space in front of him with all his strength. He used the three systems of time, light, and darkness to increase his speed. After several flashes, he had swept away tens of thousands of meters. Far.
At this moment, Shi Chishang's condition was really not good.
His current body is the true form of his soul body. To put it bluntly, it is an energy body. The head just cut off by Zhenjun Yunhuan's ring blade is nothing.
However, the problem is that along with the ring blade comes the Heavenly Tribulation Power belonging to True Monarch Yunhuan. Even if the Mirror Soul Seal gathers all ten spells to fight against it, it cannot stop the devastating offensive of the Heavenly Tribulation Power. Until now, his soul has been riddled with holes by the force of the Heavenly Tribulation, and even his true spirit has been eroded.
Hearing thunder roaring in the sky behind him, Shi Chi Shang's true spirit trembled, and he used all his strength to control his soul body to fly forward. However, there was the power of the Heavenly Tribulation raging inside, and the pressure of Di Fan's spiritual consciousness outside. Even if he tried to escape with all his strength, His speed was only six-tenths of Di Fan's, but within a moment, Di Fan had caught up with him from behind and swept him down with a sword.
Holding the sword in the air, Di Fan looked at Shi Chishang, who was slowly returning to his human form, with a sneer on his lips: "You are really the strongest ghost form I have ever seen, and you can actually shrink your soul body to this. Big or small, if I hadn't made great progress recently, I might not even be able to catch up with you."
On the ground, Shi Chishang, who had been struck by another sword, could no longer gather his soul power. He could only let the soul light expand and slowly return to his human form.
Hearing Di Fan's laughter, Shi Chishang raised his head with all his strength and said with a smile: "Does the senior plan to let the junior go?"
"Of course it's impossible!" Di Fan said proudly, "In order to kill your true form, more than twenty fellow Heavenly Tribulation Daoists from our Taoist sect joined forces to seal off the world. Even if you fall here, you are proud enough!"
"Are you proud enough?" Shi Chishang tried his best and finally turned over, facing Di Fan and True Lord Yun Huan who had just chased him. His eyes suddenly widened and he shouted, "Proud of you MMP!"
Di Fan was startled when Leng Buding cursed him, but Zhenjun Yunhuan laughed angrily: "Is that why you show your ugly face like this when you are desperate?"
"No! I'm just trying to attract your attention."
A sneer sounded from behind, Di Fan looked back in shock, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower back, but a sword blade filled with yin and yang energy suddenly penetrated his waist.
Leng Buding heard someone talking behind him, and Zhenjun Yunhuan was also extremely horrified, but he was much smarter. Without looking back, he directly pulled out his sleeve with his backhand, and the phantom light filled the world like a tide, trying to turn the people behind him into an illusion.
Unexpectedly, as soon as True Lord Yunhuan swept it out with one sleeve, the millions of phantom lights seemed to hit a clear and cool wall, and were bounced back. On the contrary, True Lord Yunhuan was caught off guard and fell into his own spell. In the illusion of law.
Poof! The sword blade that had just penetrated Di Fan's waist was suddenly drawn out, and Yu Hualong held it with a horizontal slash, directly cutting off the head of True Monarch Yun Huan. The Yin and Yang Soul Realm buzzed out, covering his corpse, and then the Yin and Yang Qi circulated. As if there was an imbalance between life and death, the body of this powerful man in the late stage of the Heavenly Tribulation was in chaos and disorder, and exploded with a bang.
"The fish turns into a dragon!"
The spirit of True Monarch Yunhuan had just flown out of his head, and happened to see his body being destroyed. Unconsciously, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared: "You dare to sneak attack on me?"
Seeing True Lord Yunhuan speaking incoherently in anger, Yu Hualong smiled disdainfully. The underworld weapon Yin-Yang Mirror that had just bounced back the phantom light quietly rose above the head. The yin and yang in the frame were flowing, black and white intertwined, and the bright mirror light shone in all directions. The Yin and Yang Soul Realm not only made True Monarch Yunhuan's soul feel like it was stuck in a quagmire, but also caused the wounds on Di Fan's waist and abdomen to remain yin and yang, constantly disrupting Di Fan's inner Dao power.
Seeing the fish transforming into a dragon and suppressing two great catastrophes with the power of one person, a soft sigh suddenly came from the clouds, and then a sword fell from the sky, gracefully like a dragon swimming in the sky, twisting, twisting, and then again. If you look closely, you will find that you have already arrived in front of the fish transformed into a dragon.
Seeing the agile and unparalleled sword, Yu Hualong's eyes showed some ripples, but without saying anything, he raised the Yin Yang Sword in his hand and lightly touched the Xiaoyaoxuan Zhenzong Pseudo Immortal Sword.
In an instant, the Taiyuan Sword and the Yin Yang Sword clashed with endless air waves, and the aftermath was raging, turning into endless blade power impacting and cutting everything around. True Lord Yunhuan only had one soul, and it was difficult to prevent the two from fighting. In the aftermath, everyone was cut into pieces by thousands of blades countless times, howling miserably, leaving only a weak true spirit, which fled away in embarrassment.
Di Fan was better, but still not bad. The protective shield he barely managed to escape was riddled with holes, and he escaped thousands of meters away in embarrassment.
On the contrary, Shi Chi Shang was on the ground, and seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately used the method of the mountains, and escaped deep into the ground, escaping in time and not being affected by the aftermath.
Above the sky, Yu Hualong and Ye Qianshui separated from each other after a brief fight with their swords. They each retreated a hundred meters and faced each other at a distance.
The two of them, Yu Hualong was dressed in black, and Ye Qianshui was dressed in white robes. They both held swords. The yin and yang energy of black and white met with the vast white haze of Tao Yun, each flowing and rising.
