Two days later.
The magnificent scenery of Tianduan Grand Canyon is spread out in front of you like a picture scroll. The majestic canyon cliffs tower into the clouds, and the clouds and mist surround them, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity.
A huge floating boat came slowly. The outer wall of the floating boat shone with a faint spiritual light. It was majestic and majestic.
On both sides of the floating boat, dozens of guards were strong and strong, wearing uniform armor, carrying long swords on their backs, and looking alert.
Behind them, hundreds of golden-winged rocs fluttered their wings and followed. The golden light shone and screams came one after another. They were huge in size, and their wings dropped like golden waterfalls. Every time they flapped, they set off a gust of wind.
The team was vast and powerful.
Suddenly, a huge pillar of fire erupted from the depths of the Tianduan Grand Canyon, like a fire dragon rising into the sky and shooting directly towards the "Tianque Immortal Boat".
The pillar of fire instantly cut through the sky, and the blazing flames filled the air, causing the surrounding temperature to rise suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, a huge hammer and a mace fell from the sky, carrying the power of destroying the world and smashing into the "Tianque Immortal Boat".
These two huge weapons exuded a rich black energy, carrying an evil aura, and were about to smash the fairy boat into pieces.
Facing this sudden attack, the magic circle on the "Tianque Immortal Boat" instantly lit up.
The magic formations around the boat were like bright stars, blooming with dazzling light. They intertwined into a solid light curtain, firmly protecting the fairy boat.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The continuous loud noise was deafening, as if the sky was shattering.
Flames flew everywhere, and each spark was like a meteor streaking across the sky, scorching the surrounding air and distorting it.
The splashing flames affected several golden-winged rocs. These divine rocs were burned by the flames, making croaking screams as they struggled to escape from the sea of fire.
At this moment, the entire sky seemed to be swallowed up by blazing flames. The red firelight illuminated every inch of space, as if the end of the world was coming, and the terrifying pressure filled the air, making people feel heart-stopping.
Suddenly, a crisp sound spread in all directions, and the illusion spell broke apart under the powerful attack. The simulated team figures disappeared, revealing the real scene.
The ten warriors fell like autumn leaves one after another under the impact of the huge air wave. The 10 people struggled hard to stabilize their bodies, but they could not resist the huge shock wave.
The magic circle on the "Tianque Immortal Boat" gradually dimmed under the continuous attacks, and finally collapsed completely. The shattering of the magic circle caused the fairy boat to lose its protection and was completely exposed to the enemy's attack.
At this moment, another pillar of fire rose into the sky and hit the "Tianque Immortal Boat" accurately. The fairy boat shook a few times under this devastating impact, and then began to fall rapidly.
Nangong Che immediately exploded his vitality, developed his Qi machine, and with a wave of his big hand, he instantly wrapped up the 10 fallen warriors. He stamped his feet hard in the air, and the air under his feet suddenly exploded, like an invisible thrust, pushing his whole body upward. High in the sky, he cut through the sky like a shooting star, carrying all the warriors with him and flying away.
A moment later, a mysterious man in black robe jumped into the sky from the Grand Canyon, his movements were vigorous and swift, but Nangong Che had long since disappeared into the sky.
The man in black robe has a rough and heroic appearance. His face seems to have been tempered by countless winds and frosts, forming strong lines. His eyebrows are thick and powerful, like two blades.
He stared at the fallen golden-winged rocs, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes. He sneered and said, "Illusion spell? Humph, I was fooled."
"Helian Tulan, don't worry, they can't escape."
In the Grand Canyon, three more people flew up in the air.
A young man with purple eyes, wearing green clothes, standing with his hands behind his back.
A giant-like man holding a mace.
There was also a short man playing with a hammer.
The man in Tsing Yi did not feel angry or disappointed because of the failed ambush, and quietly analyzed the situation: "We have dispatched enough people this time. With only two earth-level cultivators, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Nangong Yu will definitely Belongs to us." His tone was full of confidence, as if everything was in his calculations.
The short man frowned slightly and asked, "Are you sure there are no other hidden earth-level cultivators in the team?" He was obviously more cautious and did not let go of any possible variables.
The man in green nodded, pointed to his purple eyes, and said: "Believe in my purple-pupil magic eye, it has never made a mistake. Besides, even if there is an 'earth-level' cultivator hiding in it, with our deployment and strength , and it can ensure that everything is foolproof." There was a strong confidence in the voice.
Helian Tulan looked at the direction in which Nangong Che disappeared and said solemnly: "Are we going to chase him?"
The man in green shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, we can just wait in front."
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The sun gradually set, and the afterglow lasted for a long time in the sky, turning the high sky into a golden color. Eventually, the afterglow of the setting sun was slowly replaced by night, and the sky gradually darkened.
The maids and servants were a little afraid of changing the route. Their cultivation was shallow and they didn't know how to control the air. If they encountered danger, they would only die.
Nalan Junyu said: "Calculating the time, Mr. Nangong should have arrived at the Grand Canyon. I must have known whether there is an ambush."
Nangong Yunfei said calmly: "With Nangong Che's speed, he can arrive early tomorrow morning at the latest, and he may meet us tonight at the earliest."
The two were chatting when suddenly, Nangong Yunfei's expression moved slightly, and his keen sense captured a subtle fluctuation of vitality.
This wave came from a distance. Although it was weak, it was clearly discernible to an expert like Nangong Yunfei. He looked towards the source of the energy wave, a trace of vigilance flashing in his eyes.
In the dark night, a figure flew over quickly. It was Nangong Che. He said in a deep voice: "There is an ambush in the Grand Canyon, and the "Tianque Immortal Boat" has been destroyed."
Sure enough, there was an ambush.
Nalan Junyu's expression changed slightly, he suddenly looked at Nangong Che, and said: "Thanks to Mr. Nangong's alertness, he judged the ambush in advance and allowed us to avoid the disaster."
The order was quickly conveyed, "Everyone, cheer up and expand the patrol area by hundreds of miles."
Nangong Yu, who was sleeping, was awakened by the sudden noise.
The maids also woke up and gathered by the window to watch.
"What's going on with all this noise at night?"
Nangong Yu's heart tightened, and a trace of uneasiness arose. She quickly lifted off the thin blanket on her body, rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked out, and asked, "What's wrong?"
A maid came over and said: "Master Nangong is back. It is said that he was ambushed in the Grand Canyon and the "Tianque Immortal Boat" was destroyed."
A servant at the back added in a serious tone: "Yes, if Lord Nangong hadn't changed the route in time, our entire army would have been wiped out today. It's really scary to think about it."
Nangong Yu was startled, and fear surged up like a tide. She knew very well that her secret had been leaked, otherwise no one would have come to rob the bride with such precision.
She wrapped the thin blanket tightly around her body, hugged her shoulders, and shivered slightly.
The trembling was not only because of the cold, but also because of the fear in my heart.
In the 'Yunyi Qingzhou', Nangong Che summoned all cultivators above the yellow rank for a meeting.
The cultivators entered the Zhongcang one after another, while Zhang Mo quietly found a corner to stand. His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.
Nangong Che sat cross-legged on a soft cushion, drinking tea, and introduced the situation: "There are three enemies who attacked the 'Tianque Immortal Boat', two of them are at the 8th level of the Xuan level, and the other is a strong person at the Earth level.
This earth-level powerhouse is a fire cultivator. The color of his flames is crimson with a hint of black. He is quite powerful and has a seventh-level earth-level cultivation. If I fight against him, even if I can win, I will lose miserably. "
He paused and continued: "None of these three people are cultivators from Dongsheng Kingdom."
Nangong Che is not a person who talks a lot. After introducing the situation concisely and concisely, he gave a comparison of the strengths between himself and the other party.
Then, he fell into silence.
The atmosphere in the warehouse was a bit depressing, and the cultivators were all thinking about how to deal with this sudden attack.
A cultivator of the 9th level of the Mysterious Order, named Dou Fang, slowly spoke at this moment: "If I guessed correctly, the Earth-level fire-type strongman should be Helian Tulan of the Xuanhuo Sect, and he uses a mace. The one with the hammer is probably the Demon Fang from the Demon Sect, and the one with the hammer is probably Du Ye from the Xichang Sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the warehouse.
Although these three major forces, Xuanhuo Sect, Xichang Sect and Demon Sect, are all evil heretics, they rarely cooperated before, but now there is a big alliance. This is undoubtedly a big news for everyone present.
"It seems that they have been planning this operation for a long time." Some people couldn't help but sigh.
In addition, the team's flight route is confidential. Logically speaking, it is impossible for people from the three religions to set up an ambush in advance.
unless?
Unless there is a traitor!
In addition, the Xuanhuo Sect is far away in the Xichang Kingdom and the Demon Sect is in the Beihai Kingdom. They usually do not go deep into the Dongsheng Kingdom. It is really puzzling that they are willing to take risks this time.
What's more, these evil heretics have never been interested in righteous family marriages, and their goals are often more utilitarian and practical.
So, why did they choose to take action at this time?
Zhang Mo muttered in his heart, this Nangong Yu is not simple, there must be something inside.
Zhang Mo closed his eyes and looked inside his Niwan Palace. There was still a thick and mysterious white fog there, like an endless maze, full of unknowns, and I called out with respect in my heart: "Your Majesty the Emperor."
"Your Majesty," there was no reply.
But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to call: "Your Majesty, I am performing a mission, which seems to be very dangerous. If I encounter an enemy that is difficult for me to deal with, can the Emperor help me?"
In the Niwan Palace, the white mist dispersed, and Zhang Mo was surprised by the sight. There was actually a towering tree. Yes, it was indeed a towering tree. The red-haired Emperor Xuanming lay under the tree, as if sleeping. Wake up and say: "Yes"
Zhang Mo was overjoyed instantly and thanked: "Thank you, Emperor."
Emperor Xuanming nodded slightly, his voice hoarse and deep: "Your recent practice is pretty good. Your improvement in realm will be helpful to me."
"That kid must work harder to practice."
Emperor Xuanming stopped talking. With a wave of his hand, Niwan Palace was covered by white mist again, and the towering tree also disappeared.
After Zhang Mo communicated with Emperor Xuanming in Yuanshen, he slowly opened his eyes and finally felt much more at ease in his heart.
Hearing this word, Zhang Mo was instantly overjoyed, and he quickly thanked: "Thank you, Emperor."
After communicating with Emperor Xuanming's soul, Zhang Mo felt much more at ease.
