The power of this explosion, coupled with the counter-shock force of this step, Yang Ji suddenly flew to high altitudes and depths again under impossible circumstances like a kite...
"Yang Ji, catch it!"
An anxious roar came from above, and then Yang Ji saw a hanging golden rope of unknown material.
"Hey!——"
The young crane crows, and the moment Yang Ji grabs the rope, the wind blows, and a strong force pulls Yang Ji to fly upward.
"Duan Gang!..."
Yang Ji looked up in disbelief, and finally saw clearly who had saved him by hanging the golden rope between the electric light and stone fire: in mid-air, a crane that looked significantly smaller in size and with less lustrous feathers fluttered out.
With his wings spread out, a burly disciple of the Iron Crown Sect stood above him, holding the other end of the golden rope in his hand and pulling it upwards with all his strength.
——This person is actually Duan Gang!
And that crane was actually the crane that Duan just bought from a small town that was not ready for riding.
It took some time for Yang Ji to return to the sect, but Duan Gang left the sect early before Yang Ji returned. No one knows where he went.
The New Year is approaching, and Duan Gang shows no signs of appearing.
Yang Ji never expected that Duan Gang would return to the sect at this time. Moreover, he happened to rush over and appear here.
The most surprising thing is that Yang Ji clearly remembers that when he first bought it, Duan Gang's crane could not seat one person. But now, like other cranes in the sect, it can actually carry weight while flying.
People.
"Hey!——"
The crane screamed, flapped its wings vigorously, drew an arc in the sky, lifted Yang Ji up, and rose directly to an altitude of more than sixty feet.
At this time, the power of the bird is shown. The horizontal distance of 60 feet is nothing at all. It can be overtaken by someone in an instant.
But the vertical distance of more than sixty feet is sometimes a qualitative change between life and death.
…
"Buzz!"
At this moment, Yang Ji's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt a strong sense of danger coming from underneath him.
"Want to leave? Have you asked me?——"
boom!
The ground roared, and the evil prince stepped hard. The ground cracked and shattered instantly. The evil prince soared into the sky like a cannonball.
"Die!"
The evil prince shook his hands and punched hard.
With a roar, the majestic dark blood covered the sky and the earth, and suddenly turned into a ferocious-looking black dragon that covered the sky and the sun. It had clear scales and lifelike armor. It roared fiercely and raised countless afterimages. The stream of light was like lightning.
Chase after Yang Ji.
"What's this?"
Duan Gang stood in the sky and watched carefully. He was so shocked that his hair stood on end and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He had never seen such martial arts before. Compared with this giant dragon, the crane he stepped on was simply
Like a little chicken.
"Xiaoyu, hurry up!"
Without having time to think about it, Duan Gang grabbed the golden rope in his hand and shook it suddenly. He lifted Yang Jilian with the rope more than ten feet high and put it away with all his strength.
"Roar!"
The black dragon roared. Yang Ji was pulled up more than ten feet. The black dragon danced its four claws, folded in the air, drew an arc, and actually chased him upwards.
"!!!"
Yang Ji was shocked. This was the first time he had seen this unique skill for targeting birds and high-altitude targets.
Birds that can carry warriors are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and are very rare. For example, the cranes in the Iron Crown Sect were raised by "Elder Crane" from childhood with Dali Dan. It took a long time to cultivate them before they could carry people.
Such birds take a lot of energy and time. However, almost all sects put their efforts into cultivating such birds.
Since ancient times, good and evil have not coexisted. There has always been friction between evil disciples and sect disciples, and they know a lot about each other.
The evil lineage obviously anticipated this method of the righteous sect and created this powerful martial arts.
The black dragon's lightning shot came, and life and death were only a matter of seconds. In the flash of lightning, Yang Ji suddenly felt a fighting spirit in his heart.
Although he had previously believed that he would die and gave up resistance, Duan Gang's appearance suddenly gave Yang Ji hope of escape, and his whole person was on fire again.
"boom!"
Yang Ji grabbed the gold rope as thick as his finger, wrapped it around it, and suddenly shook hard, following the trajectory of the gold rope, his body rolled sideways and rolled upwards.
"The immortal changes his shadow!"
The moment the black dragon caught him, Yang Ji's body swayed and suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
This is not the first time that Yang Ji has used "Immortal Shadow Changing" in the air, but it is the first time that Yang Ji has changed the position of "Shadow Changing" to the vertical direction.
"Immortal Shadow Changing" is a unique skill of horizontal movement, but Yang Ji used the golden rope that Duan Gang hung down to change into a vertical position.
A slight mistake can lead to a mistake of a thousand miles.
Yang Ji's "Immortal Shadow Changing" move was so sudden that even the evil prince had not foreseen it. Hearing a boom, Yang Ji narrowly avoided the huge black attack by a hair's breadth.
A bump.
"boom!"
Duan Gang cooperated from above and pulled the golden rope, finally pulling Yang Ji onto the crane's back.
"Walk!"
Duan Gang screamed and sweat broke out. He had experienced many things, but never once was this thrilling.
"Hey!——"
The crane flapped its wings and flew vertically upward with the support of the airflow. It was originally seventy or eighty feet high from the ground. In a short time, it had flown to a height of more than ninety feet. With another flap, it rose directly to the sky.
Beyond the distance of a hundred feet.
The ferocious black dragon followed, but after reaching about a hundred feet, it finally tried its best to dissipate and reached its limit. With a bang, it exploded into countless black smoke and set off a wave of air that surged into the sky.
"call!"
The air wave hit from below, causing the two people and a crane to fly diagonally in the air, almost falling.
Bang, at the same time as the black dragon dissipated, the evil prince also slowly fell to the ground.
"Who is that pervert?"
Duan Gang sat down on the crane, his eyes scanning below, with a lingering fear on his face. He had never encountered such a powerful person.
"Don't talk about this now. This person will tell you later. Let your Xiaoyu rise a little higher first."
Yang Jidao.
A "Wuzong" level strong man has too many unfathomable abilities. No one knows if he has any other means besides this black dragon?
"Yes! This guy is indeed too dangerous!"
Duan Gang nodded repeatedly, with a fearful look on his face.
To save others, he almost saved himself. Naturally, such a terrifying person should be kept as far away as possible.
"Xiao Yu. Hurry up, fly higher, fly higher."
Duan Gang patted the crane's neck and urged him repeatedly. The relationship between humans and animals seemed very close.
"call!"
The air around me roared, and the cold wind blew on my face like a knife.
Taking advantage of the time when Duan Gang's pet "Xiaoyu" was flapping its wings and rising, Yang Ji took a look below. His eyes wandered across the ground, and Yang Ji finally saw the person who was helping him with the archery.
"Senior Brother Pan!"
In the distance, there was a hill that was not too high, with desolate grass, and a stubborn rock that was as tall as two people stood in the grass. When Yang Ji saw Pan Chen, he led a few people and stood on the big rock.
He still had the bow on his back.
This arrow has an extremely long distance, great power, and the timing is just right, so wonderful. It is definitely not something ordinary people can do. But with Pan Chen's strength, it is more than enough.
"Senior Brother Pan, leave quickly!——"
Yang Ji was extremely anxious, but he didn't even dare to shout loudly for fear of attracting the attention of the evil prince and hastening Pan Chen's death.
At this moment, among the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect, including the Iron Sword Sect, Jiugong Sect, Beishan Sect, Tongyi Sect... only Yang Ji and Su Hong escaped. They were temporarily out of danger.
The others were like prey in a deer park, all within the hunting range of the "Evil Prince". The entire army was wiped out, and a few escaped, all at the whim of the "Evil Prince".
But Yang Ji could only watch at this time and could do nothing.
Taking the evil prince around the rocky area beneath the mountain peak, Yang Ji had done his best to delay time and give others a chance to escape.
Now, Yang Ji was covered in blood. His internal organs were injured, and coupled with the fierce battle before, he was now powerless and couldn't do anything to help them.
"Let's go, let's go quickly!——"
A disciple of the sect who was hiding in the grass and thought he would not be discovered discovered that the evil prince was escaping towards him. He couldn't help but scream and ran away!
"boom!"
With a scream, this sect disciple had just escaped a few dozen feet when he was caught up by the evil prince from behind. Without saying a word, he was chopped into pieces.
Bang bang bang!
The "Ghost Dragon Bridge" rumbled through the underground, chasing people to the north. One by one, disciples of the sect were caught up and hunted down one by one.
"Let's go, let's go quickly!——"
Yang Ji finally couldn't help shouting.
On the ground, the evil prince was covered in black smoke, as if he heard Yang Ji's voice. He stopped and looked up, with a sneer in his eyes.
Yang Ji's heart was bleeding, he knew that the evil prince's behavior was just for him to see.
"boom!"
Another sect disciple fell to the ground screaming...
People were panicked, and all the disciples ran away.
In front of the name of a "Wuzong", whether he is a master of the Blood Furnace Realm or the "elder brother" of "Little Zhou Tian", they are all so fragile.
Wherever "Ghost Dragon Bridge" passes, no disciple is the enemy of Yihe.
Seeing that there was no one to stop him, the area within dozens of miles turned into a slaughterhouse of Shura. Suddenly——
"You evildoer, you dare to act wildly in our Iron Crown Sect!——"
Thunder rolled, and an old and powerful voice suddenly came from the clouds.
boom!
Like a meteorite falling, a burly body suddenly flew down from the sky, like an eagle, and pounced on the evil prince.
"boom!"
The fists and palms met, and there was an earth-shaking loud noise. Black and red waves of blood splashed dozens of feet high. The billowing smoke filled the air and enveloped the bodies of the two people.
Before Yang Ji could react, he heard a burst of exclamation:
"Junior Brother Yang, Junior Brother Duan, look there quickly! -"
Amidst the whirring of its wings, the crane from before came closer. The Iron Crown Sect disciple that Yang Ji glanced at stood side by side with Su Hong, with a flat palm stretched out, pointing at the person behind him.
direction.
Following his finger, Yang Ji looked back and was immediately excited. There was a cold wind in front of him, and there were dense clouds, and in the direction of Tieguan Mountain. Cranes were as white as snow, with iron feathers fluttering, flying towards the sky and the earth.
Come.
"Hahaha, great, it's finally here."
Duan Gang stood on the crane, covering his eyebrows with his hands, and looked at the road ahead with joy.
A "Wuzong"-level evil master appeared near the Iron Crown Sect, and the one he killed was a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect. For such a long time, it was impossible for the Iron Crown Sect to not react.
Although they arrived a little late, looking at the posture, the Iron Crown Sect might have mobilized in full force and sent all the cranes over to save the people.
"Very good."
Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, his body swayed, but he almost fell down.
"Yang Ji, are you okay?"
Duan Gang was taken aback and quickly grabbed Yang Ji.
"fine."
Yang Ji shook his head: "I just lost too much blood."
He originally thought that he had escaped the evil prince's attack and would be safe. But now it seems that the result is not as easy as it seems.
Although he survived, Yang Ji also lost two-fifths of the blood in his body. Losing so much blood at once would be unbearable even for a "warrior".
"Yang Ji, how about I take you back first?"
Duan Gang looked at Yang Ji in blood-clothed clothes and said worriedly.
"Oh, don't worry about me. I can still hold on."
Yang Ji waved his hand and said calmly, rejecting Duan Gang's kindness.
At this moment, an excited exclamation came from the ground, attracting the attention of the two people:
"Elder Xing!"
"It's Elder Xing who's here!——"
…
Yang Ji looked down from the clouds and saw that the ground collapsed, fragmented and destroyed, and all the grass, rocks, and ground collapsed.
And right in the center of this ground, two figures, one black and one white, were fighting fiercely.
The figure who fought fiercely with the evil prince had white hair and beard, but was fierce and mighty. He was the "Elder Xing" of the Iron Crown Sect who had a relationship with Yang Ji.
Elder Xing's moves were wide open and closed, and the scorching blood energy was so powerful that he was inextricable from the fight with the evil prince.
Boom boom!
The blood energy of the two people burst out, and when they collided together, they made a steel-like roar that made their teeth ache.
Both of them were strong men at the Wuzong level, and every move they made had the power to collapse mountains and crack mountains. The air waves from the explosion even shocked Yang Ji and others, making the two of them extremely frightened.
"what is that?"
Duan Gang suddenly opened his eyes wide and pointed behind the evil prince on the earth. There, black smoke billowed into the sky, but in the black smoke, there was a blur of golden-red light bursting out, and the black smoke was billowing.
, it seems to be something, but because it is far away, I can't see it clearly.
Yang Ji Dingqing looked at it, and through the billowing evil black smoke, he could vaguely see that it was a large golden-red cauldron. The gold in the cauldron was red, and its aura was powerful, seeming to contain endless destructive power.
A flash of light flashed across his mind, and Yang Ji finally understood what it was.
"Essence and Blood Copper Furnace..."
Yang Ji blurted out, feeling deeply shocked in his heart.
He has always heard that the "Wuzong" level strong men have "Bronze Essence and Blood Furnace" in their bodies, which has infinite power and is much more powerful than the "Blood Furnace" of many warriors.
The "Blood Essence Bronze Furnace" is the "source of power" of Wuzong and the "pool of immortal saints". It is also inherited from generation to generation by human beings. The higher-level power contained in the blood will not emerge easily.
Owning the "Essence and Blood Bronze Furnace" is like stepping into the long road to becoming a Martial Saint. As long as you practice diligently, you can expect to become a Saint in the future.
The evil prince sacrificed the "Essence and Blood Bronze Furnace", which was clearly a manifestation of his skill reaching its peak.
"The evil prince offered sacrifices to the bronze furnace of essence and blood. Where is the elder..."
Yang Ji turned his eyes and subconsciously looked at the burly, fierce and powerful "Elder Xing". Sure enough, there was a roar, golden light flashed behind Elder Xing, and another noble and simple "Essence and Blood Bronze Furnace" faintly emerged...
…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of the explosion was earth-shattering, and the billowing smoke and dust rose dozens of feet high. The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and the area within a hundred feet to the left and right turned into the center of a storm...
"Whoosh!——"
A huge crane spread its wings with graceful posture, and flew past Yang Ji and Duan Gang not far away. On the back of the crane, an Iron Crown sect stood proudly. While Elder Xing was fighting with the evil prince,
With a swish, a curve was drawn in the air, and it fell towards a hill in the distance.
Yang Ji followed him and saw an excited and cheering sect disciple on a hill in the distance. "Saved", all his movements interpreted these three words.
"call!--"
The cold wind howled, and in just a blink of an eye, the crane lifted up from the ground carrying the disciple.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, the cranes flew out from behind Yang Ji like sharp arrows, spread out, and flew into the vast void in front of them.
Every time a crane falls, a moment later, a disciple of the sect will be saved and fly up.
The scene is very spectacular...
"Great, at least there won't be any more casualties."
Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief and felt happy in his heart.
Until this moment, everyone was truly out of danger.
This is not just the first time I have seen Yang Ji, the crane in the sect, he has become accustomed to it after seeing it many times.
Except for flying with these birds when doing tasks, at other times, Yang Ji regarded these birds more as decorations like flowers, trees, pools, pavilions, and incense burners, with almost no special attention.
It was only at this time that the preciousness of these cranes was realized.
Each crane represents a life that has been saved. Without these cranes, even if Elder Xing is present, the situation may be unimaginable.
"A powerful pill is really not expensive."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Elder Crane has been feeding these cranes "Dali Pill" since they were young. Many people have criticized it and think it is a waste. But the elder likes it and no one dares to do it.
But at this moment, Yang Ji believed that everyone was convinced. (To be continued...)