"Did he have encountered any trouble?" Yang Chen frowned.
"Impossible, it is impossible for ordinary people to forcefully break into the Immortal Palace of Creation. Moreover, even if someone can break into the Immortal Palace of Creation, he can mobilize the formation of the Immortal Palace of Creation to trap the enemy." Taotao's eyes flashed, and he was ruthless.
The spirit of the Immortal Palace of Creation has full confidence.
"Little Taozi, do you know where the weapon spirit might be?" Yang Chen asked.
"He is most likely to be in the main hall of the Immortal Palace of Creation! Let's go to the main hall now!" Taotao controlled the pen of Creation and flew into the depths of the woods.
The Creation Pen didn't fly out for long, and a sneer suddenly came from the woods: "I didn't expect you to come to the Creation Immortal Palace too!"
Yang Chen's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at the place where the sound came. Four people came from the woods.
These four people are actually from Jiugong Pavilion. The person in charge is Xue Li. The three people behind are a middle-aged man, an old man in gray, and a young man. The young man is the direct descendant of Jiugong Pavilion. Xue
Li’s younger brother Xue Cang!
"Young Master, this person stole our ore and injured many of our disciples." Behind Xue Li, the old man in gray suddenly spoke.
Hearing the old man in gray, Yang Chen's heart moved. This old man should be the master of the Jiugong Pavilion's disciples in the valley.
Obviously, after Yang Chen snatched the ore, the people in Jiugong Pavilion were always resentful and hated Yang Chen very much.
"Old sir, what you said just now is wrong." Yang Chen smiled and said, "Whoever has the ability can get it. How can you say it is from your Jiugong Pavilion?"
"Hmph, we have known where there is ore, but it's too late." The old man snorted coldly.
"Hehe, since you're late, the ore is not from your Jiugong Pavilion." Yang Chen said with a smile.
Xue Li suddenly laughed when he heard this. He looked at Yang Chen's sitting down on the fortune pen and said, "Just just now, whoever has the ability can get ore. I'm right?"
"That's right!" Yang Chen looked at Xue Li and nodded with a smile.
"Now I like the pen you sat down. If I have more ability than you, can I steal it?" Xue Li smiled indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen's eyes flashed.
Suddenly, Xue Li took a quick step forward, took action like lightning, and grabbed the Creation Pen. His speed was too fast, and Yang Chen didn't react at all.
But the Brush of Creation reacted, and the Brush of Creation flew out and shot towards Xue Li's palm, with the pen shining horizontally.
"The Emperor's top-grade overlord!" Xue Li's eyes flashed, his hand suddenly shrank back, and he took a few steps back.
But the speed of the Creation Pen was too fast, and it caught up in an instant. The pen tip turned sharply and stabbed Xue Li in the throat.
"Hmph!" Xue Li snorted coldly, instead of continuing to retreat, he poked his finger at the pen of creation, and flames wrapped around his fingertips, protecting his fingers.
Touch! The Brush of Creation pierced Xue Li's fingers, stirring up sparks. Xue Li took three steps back, and the Brush of Creation was also shocked to fly back several meters.
"Good boy, you actually dare to attack my eldest son and seek death!" The old man behind Xue Li suddenly flew past Xue Li and slapped Yang Chen with a palm.
Yang Chen snorted coldly, and the light flashed between his eyebrows. Hong Tianling suddenly appeared. Hong Tianling took a lightning strike and went up with a palm. Touch! The two palms collided, and the airflow swept across all directions. The surrounding trees were shattered and turned into powder.
Hong Tianling and the old man took a few steps back at the same time, but the two of them were evenly matched.
"The innate Taoist spirit of the Emperor's realm!" On the Jiugong Pavilion, the middle-aged man who had not spoken, had a flash of eyes.
A congenital Taoist spirit in the domineering realm is very attractive to the Taoist pattern master. This middle-aged man is a Taoist pattern master, and he is a congenital Taoist pattern master. However, the strength of the innate Taoist spirit he refined is not
Very strong, only comparable to the Domineering Saint.
Seeing Hong Tianling, the middle-aged man's eyes showed heat. He flipped his palm and a golden needle appeared in his hand. The golden needle was in his hand. The middle-aged man took a big step forward and stabbed Hong Tianling with a needle. There were curses floating around the golden needle.
print.
"Innate Daopaku!" Hong Tianling's face changed slightly, he opened his mouth and squirted, and the curse seals flew out, turning into flying swords, and slashed on the golden needle.
Touch! The golden needle and the flying sword collided, and the flying sword collapsed and turned into countless curse seals.
"Leave the innate Taoist Spirit to me!" The middle-aged man glanced at the old man and jumped at Hong Tianling.
"Long Chiyang, don't worry, I won't snatch it from you." The old man smiled and turned around and rushed towards Yang Chen.
Yang Chen's eyebrows flashed again, and a sapling flew out. The sapling suddenly became bigger and turned into a thousand-foot tree, standing in front of the old man.
The old man laughed strangely, took off the bent bow from behind, bent the bow and shot arrows, whisper! A burning feather arrow shot at the spiritual divine wood.
Tens of millions of vines flew out of the hole on the body of the spiritual divine wood. The vines twisted into one and shot on the feather arrow. Fight! The feather arrows collided with the vines, and the vines turned into powder, and the feather arrows followed.
Crush.
Suddenly, the spiritual divine tree shrank and turned into a tree man. The tree man held a vine in his hand and whipped at the old man with a brush.
The old man sneered and bent his bow and shot the arrow again. The feather arrow flew out and shot on the vines. The vines and feather arrows turned into powder at the same time.
Suddenly, the ground under the feet of the Spiritual Divine Wood sank, and then the Spiritual Divine Wood drilled into the ground. The old man's eyes flashed and turned into a ray of light, drilling into the ground. The ground kept shaking, and the two people actually started a war below.
At the same time, on the ground, Xue Li's younger brother Xue Cang suddenly took off the bent bow behind him and shot an arrow at Yang Chen, which brought sparks wherever the arrow passed.
The moment the feather arrow flew over, the Emperor Python suddenly sent a message to Yang Chen: "Master, let me go out and kill him!"
"No, I can do it myself! Just go and help Mr. Hong." As he said that, Yang Chen's eyebrows flashed, the Emperor's python flew out, twisting his body that was more than a thousand feet long, and flew towards Hong Tianling and Long Chi.
The direction of Yang's fight.
At the same time, Yang Chen had merged with the power of slaves such as Garuluo, Taixu Tianlong. After integrating the power of slaves, Yang Chen suddenly rose up and turned into a golden giant thousands of feet tall, with the dazzling golden light, like the sun.
After transforming, Yang Chen punched him, and the feather arrow shot at him was broken by him and turned into powder.
"This is..." Xue Cang's pupils shrank and he looked at Yang Chen in disbelief.
Just when Xue Cang was shocked, Yang Chen had already rushed towards him with a meteor, and punched him with a punch. The momentum was imposing. Before the punch reached, the pressure had already shaken Xue Cang back a few steps.
Xue Cang's face changed drastically, he retreated quickly, and at the same time he pulled the bow and shot the arrow, and seven arrows were shot one after another, continuously on Yang Chen's fist.
Bang bang bang bang...
Yang Chen shattered seven arrows with one punch, and continued to hit Xue Cang. Xue Cang gritted his teeth suddenly, stepped back, and appeared dozens of meters away.
Touch! Yang Chen punched the ground, the earth shook, sand and stones splashed, and a huge deep pit suddenly appeared.
This punch was shocking. Xue Li, who was fighting with the Creation Pen, turned to look at Yang Chen, his face full of shock.
Suddenly, another "rumbling" sound came from afar. Xue Li turned around and saw that Long Chiyang fell to the ground, and a deep pit was smashed into the ground.
The Emperor Python hovered in the air, looking down at Long Chiyang in the deep pit. Hong Tianling had turned into a giant with a curse seal that was more than a thousand feet high, and also stood in the sky, looking down at Long Chiyang.
Seeing the Emperor Python, Xue Li's face showed unprecedented solemnity. The Emperor Python is the Nine-changing Emperor, and is even more a wild beast with unparalleled combat power. No wonder he was shocked.
Suddenly, the ground torn apart, and two figures flashed out. They were actually the spiritual divine wood and the old man who entered the ground not long ago.
Several holes appeared on the old man's arm, and bleeding continued, but soon, his wounds healed automatically.
There were also many arrow injuries on the body of the Spiritual Divine Wood, but it was obvious that the old man's injuries were worse.
"Do you still want to steal my stuff now?" Yang Chen suddenly looked at Xue Li and smiled faintly.
Xue Li's face changed slightly. With the Emperor Python here, the four of them were not Yang Chen's opponent at all. However, he was the eldest master of Jiugong Pavilion, so how could he have no trump cards in his hand? Of course, he would not have been forced to do so unless he had to.
Those who will expose all their strengths, the purpose of their trip is to obtain the Immortal Palace of Creation.
Thinking of this, Xue Li looked at Xue Cang, Long Chiyang and others, and said word by word: "Let's go!"
As he said that, he had turned around and walked into the depths of the woods. Xue Cang glanced at Yang Chen and followed, and the old man and Long Chiyang followed closely behind.
After Xue Li and others left, the Biao of Creation flew to Yang Chen. Taotao flashed out and sat cross-legged on the Biao of Creation. He took a deep breath and said to Yang Chen: "Xiao Chen, thank you very much!"
"Why do you want me to let them go?" Yang Chen looked at Taotao in confusion.
It turned out that when Xue Li left just now, Taotao suddenly sent a message to Yang Chen, asking Yang Chen not to deal with Xue Li and others. Otherwise, how could Yang Chen let Xue Li and others leave easily?
"Xiao Chenzi, you probably don't know that my master is actually from Jiugong Pavilion!" Taotao took a deep breath.
Yang Chen's face changed. After a long time, he frowned and asked, "Since your master is from Jiugong Pavilion, why don't they know you?"
"They are just juniors from Jiugong Pavilion and have never seen me. What's more, my master and I have never returned to Jiugong Pavilion, and they have no chance to see us." Taotao explained.
"Since your master is from Jiugong Pavilion, why don't you go back to Jiugong Pavilion?" Yang Chen was curious.
"You probably don't know that my master could not practice before. It was precisely because of this reason that he was abandoned by Jiugong Pavilion." Taotao sneered: "You don't know how much grievances my master had suffered back then, the entire Jiugong Pavilion was the same."