Chapter 1377: Intrigue

In addition to the Night Demon Sword, there was also a hint of unpredictable taste in the eyes of the instant Saint Child.
He skimmed past Yang Lie lightly, and then closed his eyes slightly, as if babbling, "If you have a chance, catch that person alive."
"Yes."
Although the other two members of the Instant Clan didn't understand, they had an instinctive obedience to the Son of Instant, so they took their orders without hesitation.
Only for a moment, Shengzi himself knew that he felt from Yang Lie a wave of volatility that originated from the moment of clan!
That wave of volatility was quite hidden, and it would be difficult to detect if his cultivation had not reached the half-step emperor's realm.
More importantly--
He discovered that the hidden meaning of Yang Lie's volatility seemed to be deeper on the basis of the instant clan!
He has a strong hunch that if Yang Lie and him are both in the realm of half-step emperor, if the two sides also use the same means to fight against each other, he will definitely lose to Yang Lie's hands!
Therefore, he was more curious about Yang Lie's hidden secrets.
To a certain extent, it is even as attractive to him as the activation of the holy realm in the battlefield of the king realm.
However, for an instant, Shengzi had a deep heart. Apart from instructing the two people around him, he never leaked it, nor did anyone know that he had a covetous heart for Yang Lie and his party.
"clank!"
When it was, there were waves in the sky again, and bunches of formations with a width of several meters rose up in the sky, like a flood dragon that had been cultivating for countless years, with enough energy to tear the earth in its body.
These majestic formations rushed frantically into the remaining three entrances.
In an instant, the weak point entrance was completely opened, and four bright portals were suspended in the air.
"Haha! My Demon Blade Domain is one step ahead, goodbye everyone in the royal battlefield!"
The Night Demon Sword didn't panic, it took off until this moment, and stepped into the weak point portal.
"go."
The next action was Huangquanyu three people, Meng Chao took the lead, followed by "Huangquan Son" and another female tribe.
His purpose is the purest, that is to go to the activated holy realm in the battlefield of the king realm. He is confident that as long as he obtains a strong enough activating holy realm for his cultivation, his cultivation level can go further.
Even after the retreat and digestion, it is possible to directly step into the second peak of the Imperial Saint Realm and become an existence comparable to giants such as King Xieming and First Demon Lord.
Silently, the three Saint Sons quickly entered it and disappeared quickly.
"Let's go in too!"
Yang Lie nodded slightly towards the two women, and stepped in first.
The second daughter of Wu Sisi naturally had no opinion, and followed him and entered the battlefield of the king's realm.
This scene fell in the eyes of the warriors who were on the sidelines, and it really caused a sense of shock that was extremely stunned.
The warriors who can enter the Hunyuan selection, even if their strength is slightly inferior, are themselves the most intelligent generation.
Therefore, they clearly noticed that among the group of people at the north entrance, Yang Lie was surprisingly headed!
Whether it was the girl who had a powerful and incomparable martial arts true intent, or the woman who was covered in black veil, she was willing to obey him!
How could this little white face have such a good life?
...
The scene in the battlefield of King Realm is slightly different from the imagination before entering
Although it was boundless inside, it was not completely filled with Asura's fighting spirit.
Looking up, with Yang Lie as the center, there is still a thin heaven and earth aura in an area about a few hundred miles around.
Although that aura is not enough to support the strong to advance to a higher level, it is not difficult to maintain the strength of the warrior without falling too much.
"It seems that this is also a sect secret realm?"
Yang Lie stared intently, and there were many collapsed buildings around. They have different shapes, but without exception, they are all built with extremely rare materials.
It's a pity, perhaps because of disrepair for a long time, or perhaps because of the fierce fighting that year, these buildings have lost most of their spirituality, and only a glimmer of glory in their heyday can be seen.
"There is a fight there!"
Suddenly, Yi has no time to point to the depths of the secret sect.
Following the reputation, Yang Lie also felt that two powerful auras were fighting.
If there is no perception error, the master of these two auras will not be inferior to the peak of the holy realm. In other words, they are all powerful people at the level equivalent to Yijian.
Moreover, one of them is clearly the Great Asura, while the other has a clear wave of power belonging to the human warrior.
"Could it be that there are still strong humans surviving here?"
Wu Sisi was surprised and authentic.
"Let's go and see."
Yang Lie didn't say much, but flew straight to the source of the fluctuation.
Naturally, he did not leave because of the aura of the two battles, but according to the instructions of perception-the battlefield seems to be leading to the core area of ​​the king's battlefield!
No matter what, if you want to find Meng Lichen smoothly, you must go to this core area.
As a result, his figure flickered, and his figure spread out in an instant, and he had already crossed dozens of miles between the lightning and the fire.
...
"Haha! Old fellow, you will be honest with your hands. There is only one seedling left in the sect. What's the point of your stubborn resistance?"
The opponent who played against each other was a great Shura who was more than two feet tall.
His appearance is very similar to that of human beings, except that there are more sycamore leaves on his forehead.
While sending out bunches of cotton-like white light from the palm of his palm, he quickly wrapped around his opponent, while uttering a persuasive voice: "As long as you take refuge in us, and promise to give away all the treasures of your sect, and those sitting Take out the body of the strong man. I, Wutong Great Asura will protect you from death."
"Dreaming, even if the old man is smashed to pieces, he will never send the corpses of the fellow apprentice brothers to your beasts!"
The old man on the opposite side blushed and looked extremely angry.
From their few conversations, it can be seen that this old man turned out to be a survivor of this sect. Moreover, he has mastered all the treasures in the sect.
The Wutong Great Shura on the opposite side may not care too much about other treasures in the sect, such as martial arts, Taoism and so on.
However, there is one thing in this sect that makes him covet, that is the body of a dead strong man!
At the beginning, those strong sects knew they were invincible, and they became the nourishment for the Great Asura in order to prevent their bodies after death. Therefore, they chose to seal themselves and hide their bodies in the "space gap".
And this space gap, if there is no accurate positioning, even if the strength reaches the peak of the Imperial Saint Realm, it will be difficult to find.
The red-faced old man clearly grasped the positioning of the space gap, but his temper was cold and hard, even if he was dead, he was unwilling to explain.
"Then you go to die!"
Wutong Great Asura was angered by it, and the lines in his eyebrows rapidly expanded and contracted, and thousands of tens of thousands of arrays changed in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, a leaf made up of countless lines rose into the sky and shot towards the red-faced old man on the opposite side.
When the leaves passed, the void was like solidified grease, and a clear crack was cut through it. The crack continued to expand and quickly spread away.
"The old man fights with you!"
The red-faced old man let out a desperate roar.
He put his palms up, holding the energy of his whole body, and patted out in front of him heavily.
Soon, a piece of platinum light burst out from between his palms, like a tsunami, and the tide is raging.
"Boom!"
Countless air explosions sounded, as if tens of thousands of tons of nuclear bombs exploded, and big mushroom clouds rose into the sky, rendering the sky a misty color.
With the two fighting as the center, a tyrannical qi burst back.
The red-faced old man couldn't resist at first, he just persisted for less than a moment, and his whole body was like a broken purple kite, flying upside down in the air, and a big mouthful of blood could not help but spray out.
Looking at Wutong Great Asura again, although he has retreated a few steps, he feels that he has not been seriously injured, and his energy is still surging.
At this moment, the seriously injured red-haired old man saw the three of Yang Lie.
A flash of joy flashed in his eyes: "The three fellows, the old man is the elder Long Yuexuan, who is responsible for the inheritance of the martial arts of the sect. However, he is not good at practicing and cannot avenge the sect! However, the sect inheritance cannot be cut off from my hands! "
"I implore the three colleagues to quickly take my sect inheritance and leave here! If there is a chance in the future, please find suitable places for my sect and continue the inheritance!
While talking, he struggled to fly to Yang Lie's direction.
At the same time, in his hands, there is still a ball of silver light. Inside, there are faintly flying martial arts runes with endless hatred. Obviously, this is the inheritance he said.
Yang Lie was also shocked, showing a firm expression on his face.
He quickly greeted the old man and shouted: "Senior, although you can rest assured, but there is a certain tone of Yang, you must not let Long Yuexuan break the inheritance."
call out! call out!
At the same time, the energy of the two envoys rushed toward each other without hesitation, and it was thousands of feet in a blink of an eye.
Seeing that they were about to meet, the red-haired old man couldn't help showing a sneer in the depths of his eyes.
In contrast, Yang Lie still has a gentle and pure face, just like a newcomer.
Qianzhang, Baizhang, Tenzhang
The two parties were close at hand, and they were about to meet in a blink of an eye. The red-haired old man swept away all the disguise, and his face showed an extremely stern look.
"boom!"
The red-haired old man's triumphant expression on his face had not had time to dissipate, but was replaced by an expression of incomparable consternation and fear.
He looked hard at his chest--
There, a palm carrying the force of a thousand-junks, slapped his chest heavily.
That frenzied force ran down, and instantly twisted his internal organs to shreds. At the same time, even his soul and energy were shattered by the abrupt earthquake.
"puff."
The red-haired old man fell down on the spot, silent.
His strength was already inferior to Yang Lie. What's more, stealing chickens just now didn't make a loss, and trying to calculate that Yang Lie failed to succeed, instead he was hit by Yang Lie's head with a heavy palm, which was naturally even more unbearable.