It was quiet all around, and the rustle of the wind through the trees was all the sounds in this world Fan Yang cautiously approached the palace, went around to the main entrance from the side, carefully picked the latch in the door with his halberd, and then pushed the door open.
When the door opened to both sides, there was a very harsh "creak".
Fan Yang took a long breath, ready for the attack.
But there was silence inside the gate, and there was no sound.
He dodged into the door, and a large space appeared in front of him.
The wind blows the door, constantly slapping on the door frame, making a "clang" sound.
The world inside the gate flickered and darkened.
But Fan Yang saw the huge teleportation circle in the middle of the main hall at a glance.
The circle is almost complete, and under the flickering light, it presents a feeling of brilliance.
Fan Yang knew that this was what the Broken Ethereal Spirit Crystal would look like in the sun.
Fan Yang hardly made a second consideration, and Zhang Hanguo completely became an accomplice of the Star Palace.
He hurriedly turned around and shot out of the door.
He is not a young monk who has been carried away by hatred, since there is a teleportation circle of the Star Palace here, then the battle cultivation of the Star Palace must have been stationed here.
Although he is a cultivator of the top grade of Yuan Ying, in front of the powerful Star Palace, he is as small as a bedbug.
When he stopped in the middle of the yard, he was ready to leave in the light.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far away, "I advise you to go and see the ore veins that break through the Ethereal Spirit Crystal, and you won't go to see the Taixu Golden Crystal."
If you don't go to the road of life, you just go to a point of no return.
I can't be blamed for that. ” Two points of escape flashed in mid-air, just stuck in Fan Yang's flying line.
Fan Yang turned around to take a look, only to see Zhou Quan walking behind him unhurriedly.
With a smile on his face that he was winning.
"You may not be able to stop me."
Fan Yang took two steps back, and there was an extra halberd in his hand.
"Bang, bang" twice, and two more monks landed on Fan Yang's side, ten zhang away from him, and their cultivation was of the highest grade in Jindan.
Fan Yang noticed that there were a lot of battle cultivators holding crossbows on the walls of the imperial city.
The tip of the crossbow emitted a chilling glow of stars, which made people shudder.
"If I hadn't been confident in killing you, would I have let you enter the palace so easily," Zhou Quan said with a smile, "To be honest, that teleportation circle has been completed.
Even if you bring the information to Taibai Peak, it will be too late.
The moment you stepped into the palace, I still wanted to let you live, but after that kick, you had only one way to die. ” Fan Yang's face was like frost, and the short halberd in his hand flickered, turning into a white lightning bolt that stabbed at Zhou Quan.
Zhou Quan hurriedly swung his flying sword to block the halberd.
A puff of sparks flew and Fan Yang cut behind Zhou Quan.
He held out his hand, and a burst of flame erupted from his palm.
Zhou Quan felt his back burn and hurriedly jumped forward.
Somewhat slowly, the armor behind him was burned open a large hole, revealing brown and black skin.
Zhou Quan was furious, and the long sword in his hand turned into three sword rays and slashed towards Fan Yang.
But his cultivation is one realm different from Fan Yang's.
It is very difficult to win against Fan Yang alone.
Fan Yang dodged the opponent's attack like a tanuki and dodged into the air.
The two monks who were hovering in mid-air were holding Changge in their hands and released two rays of lightning towards Fan Yang.
Fan Yang couldn't dodge, and punched out with his left hand, and a burning flame turned into a tiger, facing the lightning.
This blow not only defused the opponent's attack, but also instantly engulfed the two monks who were not weak in cultivation.
Fan Yang turned around and removed the seal on his arm, revealing the fiery red dragon pattern.
He aimed at the palace, it was a punch.
The dragon pattern came to life in an instant, and the fierce flames quickly gathered in everything, and a fire dragon shook its head and tail, rushing towards the roof of the palace.
In terms of the level of the fire dragon technique alone, Fan Yang's fire dragon technique has reached the highest level.
This blow is all with all its might, so the power is huge.
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The coercion of Huanghuang caused the monks around the imperial city to jump off the walls one after another, looking for a place to hide.
Zhou Quan was ordered to guard the magic circle, so naturally he didn't dare to escape from the formation, so he had to bite the bullet.
The two magic tricks were played, and he sacrificed dozens of ice crystal shields in a row, plus two medium-grade vajra talismans.
Fan Yang in mid-air snorted softly, his left hand exerted force, and countless fiery red aura swirled rapidly around him, and at the same time, the color of the dragon pattern on his arm became more and more ruddy, as if dripping blood.
The golden fire dragon instantly engulfed Zhou Quan.
The defense line constructed by dozens of ice crystal shields and two medium-grade vajra talismans was weakened under the attack of Fan Yang's pure top-level fire technique.
The fire dragon rushed towards the palace in a hurry.
Seeing that the main hall was about to be burned to the ruins along with the magic circle, an old man with a thin body and white skin appeared in front of the huge body of the fire dragon.
Fan Yang didn't look at it, but when he saw this person, he immediately poured blood into his pupils.
This old man is none other than the Bright Guard who killed his brother.
At this moment, Guangmingwei stretched out his hands, and a dark blue cold air the size of a goose egg condensed in his hands.
The fire dragon rushed to the old man's approach and stopped suddenly.
It seemed that he was quite afraid of the cold air in the old man's hand that was bubbling with a trace of blue mist.
The blazing flames melted the old man's white mask little by little, and a bloodless face was gradually revealed.
The bright guard jerked forward with both hands, and the small ball of cold condensed air shot into the fire dragon's mouth.
The fire dragon roared in grief.
Then, from this moment on, the fire dragon's body actually began to glow with a faint blue light.
Streams of blue light shot out from the fire dragon's body.
Fan Yang had a pained expression on his face.
His fire dragon technique was different from the ordinary fire dragon technique, and this fire dragon could be said to be connected to his divine thoughts.
Although the power is great, once it is damaged, the divine mind will inevitably be damaged.
The dragon's twisted body gradually stagnated, and starting from the dragon's head, the dragon's body was gradually covered with a layer of hoarfrost.
The entire dragon was frozen in ice, like a frozen insect falling weakly on the bluestone ground of the imperial city, stirring up a cloud of ice chips.
The dragon's body fell into countless segments, and Fan Yang felt that his divine thoughts seemed to be torn into countless segments.
An irrepressible pain spread through his sea of consciousness.
Guangming Wei's ugly face turned to Fan Yang, and Mu Ran's expression carried an aura of death.
Fan Yang didn't care about the splitting headache, and hurriedly drove the retreat to the north.
Naturally, Guangmingwei couldn't let him go.
I saw the old man stretch out two fingers, and a cloud of blue water vapor gathered between the two fingers.
He suddenly poked forward, and an ice crystal pierced out of his fingertips, shooting towards the cloud of light that Fan Yang turned into.
Fan Yang's escape was not slow, but Guangwei's ice crystals were faster.
Fan Yang only felt that his right chest swished, as if it had been pierced by an extremely cold object, and then there was an extremely strong feeling of pain.
He could feel something warm coming out of his right chest.
Fan Yang sealed the acupuncture points on his chest while gritting his teeth and controlling the light.
At this moment, only when you leave here alive can everything you do be meaningful.
Now he finally understands why Zhuge Jingyu must be in Qianlong for a few days of special training.
How to inform the Heavenly Dome Sect of what happened here became more important than Fan Yang's life.
Guangmingwei obviously didn't expect that Fan Yang, who had been hit hard, was actually flying faster before.
He rode away and chased all the way.
Fan Yang could feel a powerful spiritual pressure coming behind him, and he understood that the person who was chasing after him was the enemy who killed his brother.
But in the face of the absolute strength of the enemy, he only has the right to escape.
The harder he tried to speed up, the more the wound on his chest bleed.
Soon the blood stained his entire chest red.
Fan Yang's head felt a moment of chaos.
Guangmingwei and Fan Yang flew out of the hundred and ten miles in a blink of an eye.
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As he flew, he shot out some ice crystals.
Most of them were dodged by Fan Yang, but many of them left wounds on him.
In front of a small mountain beam, dozens of well-trained Star Palace Battle Cultivators suddenly emerged from the dense forest.
Fan Yang was taken aback.
It seems that the teleportation array has already teleported over a lot of battle repairs.
But Taibai Feng's people are still in the dark, which highlights the importance of their own intelligence.
If the Star Palace is teleported, then Taibai Feng's fate will be no different from that of the Breath Palace.
This group of battle cultivators quickly formed a battle net in the sky, wanting to intercept Fan Yang, who was covered in blood.
Fan Yang wiped the blood from his face, his left hand held the halberd tightly, and a stream of spiritual yuan poured into the halberd, and the halberd was shrouded in a layer of crimson light, like a flame.
A ray of light pierced.
A battle cultivator was separated from it, blood spilled, and stumps fell to the ground.
Dozens of battle cultivators swarmed up, and the cold glow brought up by dozens of scimitars swept towards Fan Yang.
Fan Yang dodged a sword, dodged several sideways, and dodged the rest of the sword in an unbelievable arc.
As he rushed to the edge of the crowd, there was a pain in his back.
Fan Yang understood that he had been stabbed.
The halberd swept, and a halberd shredded a battle cultivator who stood in the way.
Fan Yang rushed through the battle net, was stabbed twice, and his divine sense was severely damaged, and the injuries on his body in this battle were not serious.
He urged the light to flee to the north.
Dozens of Zhan Xiu surrounded and intercepted him, but he was far behind.
As the blood from the wound flowed more and more, Fan Yang felt a blur of consciousness.
The world ahead became blurry, and the skyline grew murky.
He could not tell where the heavens were, where the earth, where the trees were, and where the mountains were.
Only with a stubborn manipulation of the light forward.
The sound of fighting behind him gradually subsided, and he knew that he had thrown off that group of battle cultivators.
However, the cultivation of that Guangming Guard is much higher than his own, so it should not be so easy to get rid of.
Fan Yang's heart was uneasy, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.
He hurriedly groped for a healing pill from the Naxu Ring and stuffed it into his mouth.
The whole body suddenly felt warm, and the spiritual veins in the body gradually resumed operation. aa2705221: