Xia Zhanhong is now short of gold in the five elements. The spirit of the weapon also reminded him that if the five elements cannot gather together, it will affect his promotion to the inner spirit! If he wants to supplement the five elements, he must find a place where the aura of the gold is gathered.

However, the gathering place of the five elements aura is not easy to find. Even if you find it occasionally, it may not be the golden aura.

Now seeing the young man from Wanjian Pavilion using the breath of gold walking, Xia Zhanhong immediately started to think: "Wanjian Pavilion is mainly swords, maybe you know where the aura of gold walking is gathered..."

The moment Xia Zhanhong's thinking was turned on, the young man from Wanjian Pavilion had already launched the attack first.

"Sword gall, rise!" The young man shouted loudly, and a white sword shadow rushed out between his eyebrows and sank over his head.

More than two hundred disciples behind him, like him, each of them had a sword rushing out from the middle of his eyebrows, emitting all kinds of light.

"The Heavenly Sword is the ultimate kill, destroy!" The last word "Destroy" fell, and the young man rushed forward, the sword gallbladder buzzed, and the ripples spread outward.

The other disciples of Wanjian Pavilion followed the young people, and the sword galls above their heads also rippled outwards.

In a time faster than the blink of an eye, the ripples of the sword gall connected to each other and floated like the water surface.

"Buzz~" The frequency of the sword gall vibrated suddenly, and various bright lights rushed towards the four directions.

"Tong~" The crisp sword sounded through the void, and the entire space seemed to be tangible, juliè vibrated, and sharp breaths rushed from far to near, from Xia Zhanhong in all directions.

In an instant, countless highlights appeared in Xia Zhanhong's pupils, which quickly enlarged. The huge long sword, a hundred meters long, pierced through the void, covering the sky and slashing the space.

Standing in the air, Xia Zhanhong couldn't help but feel moved. The power of this Heavenly Sword Killing Formation was indeed beyond his expectations, and it was much more sophisticated than the Yellow Sand Formation of the Divine Sword just now.

"So high attack power, the boundless sword light surrounds all directions. Even if I use space to move, I can't avoid it... Wanjian Pavilion has a set. They are not hurt at all in this sword light. Could it be that it is related to the breath of Jinxing!"

As the thought flew, Xia Zhanhong moved his hands, and his slender fingers formed countless prints in an instant.

"Consolidation!" Xia Zhanhong's hands suddenly spread out, and dense runes appeared in the sword light...

The solid formation is a middle-grade formation at the ground level, which is more than one level higher than the seal formation. Three months ago, when Xia Zhanhong used book pages to find out this formation, he was ecstatic and gave high hopes for this formation.

The Yellow Sand Formation before has verified the role of the solid formation. At this time, facing this boundless sword light, Xia Zhanhong was also confident that he would hold it.

"Bang!" Xia Zhanhong's spreading hands closed inward and patted them together.

In the gap of the sword light, the rune light flashed. The whole space fǎngfo was grabbed by a big hand. It seemed as if time had stopped passing and everything was not moving in an instant. The sword light, more than 200 people from Wanjian Pavilion, and all the young people were fixed in place.

Xia Zhanhong smiled at the corner of his mouth, shook his left palm, and held the Seven Star Spear in his hand. The purple starlight shone.

Shaking the spear, Xia Zhanhong rushed forward and headed straight for the young man. Sword lights shattered under the starlight, and in the dense sword lights. A passage quickly stretched forward and pointed at the young man.

After a moment, Xia Zhanhong arrived opposite the young man, stopped and tapped the young man's throat with a spear in his hand.

The young man's face was ashamed at this time, and the Ten Thousand Swords Killing Formation was fixed, and he had no help.

"Disper the formation!" Xia Zhanhong spoke lightly, his arm retracted, and the spear retracted the space in his palm.

The young man felt the confinement of his body loosens. He looked at Xia Zhanhong deeply, sighed decadently, waved his hand to disperse the formation, and the sword light slowly disappeared, and the sword gall entered his forehead.

"What do you want, tell me!" After watching Xia Zhanhong for a while, the young man spoke slowly reluctantly. The other party did not kill him with one blow, and he knew that the other party must have the conditions.

"You used the golden breath to activate the sword gall just now?" Xia Zhanhong asked.

He frowned slightly, and the young man's expression was a little confused. He pondered for a moment before nodding.

Xia Zhanhong curled a smile on his lips and said softly: "Tell me the wèizhi where the golden breath gathers, I won't kill you!"

"Yeah!" The young man raised his eyebrows and his expression changed constantly. After a while, he sneered at Xia Zhanhong: "The place where the golden shop gathers is an important place in the Wanjian Pavilion, and it is protected by the inner spirit master. Do you dare to go?"

Xia Zhanhong smiled and said, "You should have a good position in Wanjian Pavilion. I think you should have a way to let me enter!"

The young man's eyes shrank and his face showed a hesitation.

"I don't have much time! If you don't give me the answer within three breaths..."

"Give it to you!" The young man looked at him and raised his hand to throw a sword light.

Xia Zhanhong reached out to take it and saw a sword-shaped token with a pavilion carved with misty clouds and three words written below.

"With this, you can enter the place where the breath of gold is gathered?" Xia Zhanhong asked with a smile.

"If you don't believe me, I can't do anything!" said the young man coldly.

"Okay!" Xia Zhanhong nodded, put away the token, and said, "I will invite several forces to go with you. If you don't keep your promise, you will push you to take responsibility..."

The young man's breathing suddenly tightened, and an extremely unnatural look flashed in his eyes. He said stiffly: "What do you want to do at that time... can we leave?"

Xia Zhanhong nodded with a smile and waved his hand to remove the formation.

The young man escaped from death and relaxed in one breath, showing a look of gratitude. Then he didn't dare to look at Xia Zhanhong, waved his hand to greet his subordinates, and flew hurriedly outside the Great Wilderness Holy Land.

When the people from Wanjian Pavilion walked away, Xia Zhanhong turned his head, looked at the people from the Daqian Dynasty in the distance, and took a step forward.

Before coming to the crowd, Xia Zhanhong's eyes slowly swept across the nervous expressions and finally stopped on the prince.

At this time, the prince's face was full of wrinkles, his face was gray, and there was no trace of blood. His head was gray and gray. A seriously ill old man would die at any time. However, his turbid eyes were staring at Xia Zhanhong with an extremely gloomy look.

"I didn't expect that you didn't run away!" Xia Zhanhong narrowed his eyes and sneered.

As Xia Zhanhong said this, the warriors of the Daqian Dynasty involuntarily moved to the middle, blocking the prince even more tightly.

"Burning life, I can't survive! Why do I run away? I'll give you a chance to catch a cat and a mouse and play with me?" The prince touched the corner of his mouth, and then ordered his subordinates: "Do it all!"

"Prince!"

"Does go!"

Wow, the crowd separated, the prince walked slowly to Xia Zhanhong step by step and shouted: "Don't you want to kill me? Come on, do it! Ahem..."

The prince juliè coughed twice and vomited blood.

Xia Zhanhong looked at everything in front of him coldly and said lightly: "You are outside the Great Wilderness Holy Land. You have made me sleep for sixty years with one palm. I thought I could die. It's not that easy... If you want to die, you can tell me the specific strength of the Dakan Dynasty!"

"You dream!" The prince suddenly shouted loudly: "Xia Zhanhong, don't think that if you get the opportunity in the Great Wilderness Holy Land, you will definitely win if your strength is greatly improved. Compared with my dynasty, you are still far from being apart... You don't know, the five major forces in Dongshengzhou have joined forces again and have started a war with the Cangqiu Mountains..."

"Well! Empress Qingqiu has started fighting with the five major forces..." Xia Zhanhong frowned slightly.

"Do you know why the war started? It was the great demon royal family who was with you who left Cangqiong Mountain... Qingqiu moved the entire Dongshengzhou to find her!"

"Ling'er is running away!" Xia Zhanhong was stunned, feeling that his heart was suddenly pulled.

At this moment, two rays of light suddenly burst out from the prince's turbid eyes. He moved forward in one step, and his whole body expanded rapidly as if it was blown by air.

At this moment, he was not as weak as he looked a little weak. His breath was swelling, his body surface blew, and his face was roaring with a ferocious look: "Xia Zhanhong, see if you still have the chance to use space movement, you can die with me!"

The two were too close to each other. As the roared, the prince had already bumped into Xia Zhanhong's face.

"You want to explode yourself, you're delusional! Consolidation!" Xia Zhanhong's hands swung instantly, and a delicate rune suddenly appeared. The prince's body rushed forward and suddenly stopped.

"What kind of formation do you... how..." The prince stared at Xia Zhanhong, revealing an incredible look.

"The middle-grade formation of the earth level not only imprisons the body, but also imprisons and true energy! It is impossible for you to self-destruct!" Xia Zhanhong said with a sneer.

"Xia Zhanhong, a good method! However, your solid formation cannot confine your soul. If you want to get news from me, you are also delusional!"

"Yes!" Xia Zhanhong raised his eyebrows and pointed forward.

But just as he took action, a flame suddenly ejaculated from the prince's eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

"Hahahaha... Xia Zhanhong, even though I am dead, you don't feel good. That great demon royal family must have been captured long ago and their essence and blood have been extracted..."

The sound became smaller and smaller, and finally the prince's head thumped and shattered.

As soon as the prince died, the other warriors no longer had the courage to face Xia Zhanhong and turned around and fled.

Xia Zhanhong did not chase and kill everyone from the Dagan Dynasty. First, they were not the main characters, so they knew that they must be limited. Second, more than 200 people fled, and even if he used space to move, he would have to spend some time.

The most important thing is that his heart is full of Ling'er's news, and he can hear that what the prince said is not false.

"There hasn't been news of me for 64 years, and Ling'er still doesn't know what she is anxious about, so she came out to find me regardless of everything..." Thinking of this, Xia Zhanhong couldn't help but feel a fluctuation in his mind.

"When I came out of the desperate situation of Tianmen, Ling'er and I fled all the way, and the colorful clothes looked at Ling'er's essence and blood! Now the news of Ling'er's outing spread all over the world, wouldn't she be very dangerous..."

Thinking of this, Xia Zhanhong could no longer stay: "No, I have to leave the Great Wilderness Holy Land to find Ling'er..."

With a raised hand, Xia Zhanhong took away the space ring on the prince's body, turned around and used the space movement, and rushed out of the Great Wilderness Holy Land. (To be continued...)
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