Bang! The mountain peak finally touched the light curtain. The weight of a mountain may not be enough to break the restriction in front of him, but of course it is impossible for Yuwen Zhouyuan to be smashed down like this. In that fierce swing, he will be all over his body.
All the mana was poured into it.
Rubbles fell like rain, and the vitality of the five elements of heaven and earth also swarmed over like thousands of streams returning to their clan. Perhaps this formation can really block Zhenjun's later immortal cultivators, but Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation level can far exceed Zhenjun's.
With one blow, the mask cracked and flew away.
A bottomless hole appeared in sight, and the entire mountain peak was completely destroyed. The gravel filled with spiritual power killed and injured countless monks.
The remaining ones also completely collapsed, with no will to resist at all, and turned into various colors of frightening rainbows, and the birds and beasts dispersed.
"Want to run? It's too late!" A trace of ridicule appeared at the corner of Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth. This place is located deep in the sea, and the water energy is extremely rich. He raised his right hand, and countless ice blades and ice arrows appeared in his sight.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." the sound of piercing the air reached the ears, mixed with screams one after another, but in the blink of an eye, 90% of the monks died.
Different from just entering the true king stage, after entering the late stage of true king, Yuwen Zhouyuan has become very proficient in controlling the vitality of heaven and earth. Although his magic power is now suppressed to the peak of his true self, it only suppresses what he can use.
Mana has no effect on realm, state of mind, or spells at all.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his head and scanned with his spiritual consciousness. On the entire Plague Dragon Island, there were only three fish that slipped through the net, and they had already escaped dozens of miles away.
Those three people were the three late-stage True Master monks with the highest level of cultivation.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't care, and immediately locked one of them with his spiritual consciousness, and then with green light all over his body, he chased after him at lightning speed.
There was a look of fear on the face of the big man with a beard. The once prosperous Plague Dragon Island had now turned into a ghost land of Shura. The enemy was much stronger than imagined.
He has no intention of going to Mingyuan Island for help now. Even if he finds four uncles, if Plague Dragon Island is massacred and wiped out, as a survivor, he will definitely be involved.
Thinking about Venerable Jiaowen's methods, the big man with a sharp beard shuddered. Instead of staying here, he might as well live happily as a casual cultivator.
The thought in my mind turned, and the bearded man's escape became faster and faster. I wonder if he can escape from the clutches this time?
As soon as he thought of this, a sharp sound of breaking through the air reached his ears, and then with a flash of green light, Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared strangely in front of him.
The big man with the beard was so frightened that his face turned green and his lips were white, but he bit his teeth and slapped the back of his head violently, and the silver magic weapon flew out of his mouth immediately.
"I don't know whether to live or die." When his opponent reached this point and still wanted to resist, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know whether to call him brave or stupid.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his right hand, and a sword energy shot out from his fingertips and penetrated between the big man's eyebrows. Then his actions suddenly stopped.
His belly bulged like a rubber ball, and then a "bang" sound reached his ears, and his whole body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and even Nascent Soul had no chance to escape.
And Yuwen Zhouyuan is already more than ten miles away. A mere monk in the late stage of True Master can solve the problem with one strike. Yuwen Zhouyuan is not worried at all whether the other party will slip through the net. With his strength, he still has this confidence.
land.
The enchanting woman also tried her best to escape, with a depressed look on her face. This time, she really had to steal the chicken but lose the rice. Originally, she was not a disciple of Lord Jiaowen, but a demonic monk.
It was only half a year before I joined the Plague Dragon Island to enjoy the cool air.
God knew that something like this would happen. Lord Jiaowen went on a long trip, and someone came to bully him.
The woman didn't want to die, but she just wanted to escape from the hands of the Zhenjun cultivator. The chance was really slim. A trace of hesitation flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she became determined again.
I saw the magic tricks in her hands changing constantly, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
It seemed that she was planning to use some secret technique, but at this moment, there was a wave in front of her, and Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared strangely in her sight.
The woman was dumbfounded by Yuwen Zhouyuan's sudden appearance, but she also knew that there was no chance to escape. Whether she lived or died was decided by the other person's thoughts.
"Senior, please be merciful. As long as you spare my life, I am willing to be your slave and maidservant and serve you all my life. No matter what my senior gives me, this little girl will never dare to refuse." She said, coquettishly.
, the whole person's temperament also looks extremely charming.
Not to mention that this woman has some beauty and a good figure. Doing this is indeed a big temptation for ordinary immortal cultivators.
However, Yu Wen Zhouyuan had a dull look on his face and sneered: "You dare to show off here if you are a vulgar fan. What do you think I, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, am?"
Before he finished speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his sleeves and a ray of fiery red light flew out.
The woman had no time to hide, so she could only reluctantly throw out a shield, and then the red light enveloped her and turned her into a ball of fire.
Of course it's not the Chaos Heavenly Fire. How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?
This was just an attack spell sent by Yuwen Zhouyuan, but it was no small matter. Within a few breaths, the woman's shield was removed, and then she didn't even have time to beg for mercy. The whole person was reduced to a ball of ashes under the fierce flames.
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Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed, now there is only one fish left that slipped through the net.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't intend to let him go. He came here intending to kill him all.
The thought in his mind turned, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned into a frightening rainbow again, and chased after him like a locked person.
The silver-haired old man was undoubtedly the one with the highest level of cultivation among the three. He was already thousands of miles away at this moment, but it was still in vain. Soon Yuwen Zhouyuan was chasing after him from behind.
"Who are you? Do we on Plague Dragon Island have any grudge against you? If you do this, you won't be afraid that the ancestor will know..." The old man gritted his teeth and said word by word. Among the late cultivators of the True Master, he is
Even though he is a strong man, he has no chance of winning against those who are cultivating immortals at the True Lord Stage. What should he do?
"Hmph, stop threatening me with that old monster. One day, I will extract that old guy's soul and refine it." Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly.
"Your surname is Yuwen. Aren't you afraid that our ancestor will take revenge on you?"
"Oh, I didn't expect you to know me, anyway, in that case, there is no need to be a fool." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile, then raised his right hand and fired out a few sword energy.
The old man was shocked. He knew he was outmatched, but he was unwilling to sit still and wait for death. He waved his hands like wheels, one by one, and then the aura flashed wildly, forming a light curtain together.
"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes. Such a defensive magic weapon had never been seen before. With this thought in his mind, the sword energy was already slashed down.
A "chi" sound reached his ears, and the spiritual light on the shield flashed wildly, but the first sword energy was actually blocked.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his eyebrows, but the remaining sword energy fell one after another.
A muffled sound reached his ears. No matter how extraordinary the old man was, he was only a true master cultivator after all. He couldn't resist it. The light barrier was broken, and the treasure turned into ordinary iron. Without protection, he was easily separated by random swords.
The body fell.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his finger slightly, and with a flash of fire, the man turned into nothingness, as if he had never appeared in this world.
The enemies had all been beheaded, but Yuwen Zhouyuan was not busy going back to count the treasures. Instead, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked straight ahead.
Soon several rays of escaping light appeared in the line of sight, and those rays of escaping light were like lightning, flying towards this side together.
"Hmph, it's faster than originally expected!" Yuwen Zhouyuan muttered to himself, and then he didn't do anything, just waiting on the spot with his hands behind his back.
Soon, those frightening rainbows came to the eyes, the light converged, and the four figures emerged quite clearly.
There were two men and two women. The one on the left was an old man and an old woman. They looked to be in their seventies or eighties, and their backs were hunched. However, when they raised their heads, their eyes were shining brightly. The terrifying spiritual pressure was eye-catching. Under the intimidation of Xi,
For several miles around, Lianhai became calm.
The one on the right seems to be a young couple, both in their early twenties. The woman is handsome and the man is handsome, like a golden couple.
However, the strength of the cultivators has nothing to do with their appearance. Although the four of them are old and young, they are all cultivators in the late stage of Zhenjun.
Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a little surprised in his heart. The cultivation level of these four people was slightly higher than what he had originally expected. But it didn't matter. So what about the later monks of Zhenjun. Yuwen Zhouyuan still looked indifferent, with his hands upside down.
I made it clear that I didn't take the other person seriously.
Now that the matter has been done, what is there to say? What about the arrogance? Anyway, the relationship between myself and Lord Jiaowen has now reached a point where they will fight to the death.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's attitude really calmed the four of them. As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, you won't do porcelain work. Ordinary immortal cultivators at the peak of the True Lord, although their strength is amazing, how can they dare to be so arrogant in front of the four of them?
situation.
If the other party dares to do this, he must be relying on him.
After receiving the Wanli Talisman from his disciples, several people were shocked and angry. Lord Jiaowen's reputation spread far and wide. For tens of thousands of years, no one dared to stroke a tiger's beard. Even a mere true king dared to block a car and run away.
When Tai Sui comes to stir up trouble, what else is it if he isn't tired of living?
They left the table in the middle and hurriedly left from Mingyuan Island. The four of them hurried back. The ancestor went on a long trip. There were only a group of true masters and below cultivators at home. Although they were protected by formations, they could not stop them.
It’s really hard to say whether he can stop a True Lord Stage cultivator.
If anything goes wrong, with Venerable Jiaowen's temper, none of the four of them will get good results.
Originally, their hearts were full of resentment, and they wanted to catch the ungrateful guy and extract his soul. However, the other party's arrogant attitude made them worry a lot.
I muttered to myself in private, but no matter what, I can't just let it go, things must come to an end.
The thoughts in their minds turned, and the four of them exchanged glances, and then the old man-looking immortal cultivator emerged from the crowd. Although he looked kind and kind-hearted, he spoke with hatred and anger: "Who are you?
How dare you come to our Plague Dragon Island to provoke us?"