Chapter 702 Heavenly Immortality Qi
The fog was endless, Zhang Laozu led Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan and ran wildly.
However, after the three of them ran for a long time, they suddenly found that they were still spinning in circles.
"Ancestor, this seems to be the Mist Xuanyin Formation!" Zhang Junjie suddenly said, his eyes scanning the surging fog in all directions.
Old Ancestor Zhang was stunned. He had never heard of this formation before.
Zhang Fan said: "This is a partial formation collected from the third floor of our family's Hidden Gong Pavilion. It is usually formed naturally."
Zhang Laozu suddenly realized, looked at Zhang Fan and Zhang Junjie, smiled happily, and said: "Old Ancestor, I had expected today's predicament, so I asked you two to compete in practicing the skills on the third floor of the Hidden Gong Pavilion. I saw Come on, use it now!”
"Ancestor is wise!" Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan said in unison.
Old Ancestor Zhang had a happy smile on his face.
"Okay, now my ancestor will give you a chance to show off and break this foggy Xuanyin Formation for us."
Zhang Junjie was about to take action when Zhang Fan suddenly said: "Brother Jie, my little brother is here, just watch from the side!"
After saying that, he made a sudden move, clicked his fingers quickly, and emitted the light of the Five Elements Divine Thunder.
Boom boom boom.
There was a roar in the fog, and the sky suddenly lit up.
"The formation is broken, Xiaofan, you are the best! My ancestor did not love you in vain!!"
"No! Ancestor, Brother Jie is the best, and I am second!"
"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!"
Old Ancestor Zhang picked up Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan and rushed away quickly.
On the road, the living dead rushed towards them, and the three of them attacked with all their strength, unstoppable.
"Ouch——"
An extremely strong pressure came, carrying a sinister aura. A tall figure walked out of the mist. Its blood-red eyes stared at the three of them. There were blood stains on the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that the previous group of people suffered a big loss from it. .
"A powerful living dead!" Old Ancestor Zhang was shocked and waved the shroud in his hand.
boom!
With a loud noise, the giant-level living dead was blown away and exploded in the void.
Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan's eyes gleamed.
Patriarch Zhang didn't waste any time, and the two brilliant men followed him closely and rushed through the foggy swamp in one breath.
Then, there was another stretch of white bone ridge stretching as far as the eye can see.
As soon as the three people stepped in, countless dead creatures stood up and roared towards the three people.
Among them, there are more terrifying fluctuations emanating from the clouds, as if another great evil is awakening.
"Follow me!"
The shroud in Zhang Laozu's hand took effect, suddenly grew in size and turned into a curtain, pulling Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan to stand on it and rush past.
Rumble.
Wherever it passed, countless dead creatures were cut and turned into fragments.
This shroud is the shroud of Changshengtian, with a strong evil spirit and murderous intention. It is Zhang Laozu's secret method and the greatest confidence for him to dare to come here.
suddenly!
As soon as the sky darkened, a huge skeletal palm struck down, turning the sky into a black hole.
Ancestor Zhang's shroud glowed brightly and he charged forward.
But his palm was indestructible and he knocked it down forcefully.
boom.
The three of Old Ancestor Zhang were beaten away.
Half of Zhang Laozu's body exploded, Zhang Junjie's body was chapped, and Zhang Fan was broken at the waist.
The three of them were extremely miserable. They quickly repaired their bodies and fled in a hurry.
This is a dangerous and terrifying escape.
The shroud in Old Ancestor Zhang's hand is no longer useful.
At the same moment, a violent explosion was heard in the distance.
It turned out that two big bulls from the Hehuan Sect were running away with a group of Taoists. They were also being chased by terrifying death creatures. There were originally about ten Taoists, but now there were only five left, and the two big bulls were all injured.
The three of Old Ancestor Zhang saw each other, and the other party also saw Old Ancestor Zhang.
"Ah, it's you, Zhang Tuzi! You're not dead, and you're still here."
Next to the two great men of the Hehuan Sect, the Taoist who was leading the way recognized Patriarch Zhang and exclaimed.
130,000 years ago, he, Patriarch Zhang and a group of Taoists followed the Qingcha Da Niu to pursue powerful enemies and accidentally entered this place.
He thought that everyone else was dead except him, and he didn't expect to meet Patriarch Zhang today.
The old Zhang Baldy!
Patriarch Zhang snorted coldly. No one has called him Zhang Baldzi for 130,000 years. This is a shameful title!
"Wu Xiangzhang, go!"
He struck out with a palm from the air.
Then without looking back he waved the shroud, rolled up Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan, and quickly fled away.
After all, the shroud is something related to the Immortal Heaven, and its power is unimaginable.
The two great men of the Hehuan Sect sneered and led a group of Taoists in pursuit.
The yellowed old map in Zhang Laozu's hand came into play.
He turned left and right, shuttled through the Bone Mountains, rushed out with difficulty, and came to a new place.
In front of me, there is a huge blood-colored flesh wall, which is constantly squirming. It is tens of thousands high and long, vertical and horizontal, and wide, with no end in sight.
This is the flesh and blood of an unknown creature. It has been dead for who knows how many years, but its flesh and blood has not withered and is still standing on the earth.
You can clearly see blood vessels as thick as giant tree branches, criss-crossing in the flesh.
However, with such a large piece of flesh and blood, one can imagine the aura of blood and sinister death.
The mist in the distance is formed by the dispersion of evil spirits.
Old Ancestor Zhang's eyes scanned the flesh-and-blood wall, and finally he suddenly looked at one of the blood vessels and shouted, "Follow me."
Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan followed immediately.
The three of them jumped up and approached a blood vessel.
On that blood vessel, there was an undetectable tear.
“That’s where we entered back then.”
Old Ancestor Zhang said, taking out a magic sword of law, and in an instant, he struck out with the hand speed of Old Ancestor Yu Wen in the Holy Land of Singles, and the knife shadow became a film.
boom
With a sound, the blood vessel burst, and blood spurted out like a tsunami.
"Enter!"
Patriarch Zhang roared loudly, and was the first to face the gushing blood upstream, rushing into the blood vessels.
Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan rushed in.
This blood vessel is thick, as thick as an ancient tree that ten people could hug together. Walking through it, it looks like a blood-colored passage with countless branches inside.
The blood in his veins was up to his waist, rushing like a big river, making a rumbling sound.
"hiss!"
Suddenly, a harsh cry came out, and an ugly creature jumped up from the blood river, carrying a bloody shadow, and rushed towards the three of them.
This creature is like a cockroach or a centipede, ferocious and terrifying, with fangs and bloody knives.
"cut!"
Ancestor Zhang slashed out with his sword and killed the blood creature.
But in an instant, countless bubbles appeared in the blood river in the blood vessel channel, and blood shadow creatures rushed out one after another, roaring and biting.
Ancestor Zhang danced his sword into a screen of light, and Zhang Junjie's fist glowed and struck continuously, causing the blood river to tremble.
Zhang Fan also took action, killing numerous blood shadow creatures.
They killed as they went.
There are so many of these blood shadow creatures that they can be killed endlessly. At a glance, the entire blood vessel channel is filled with such creatures.
And gradually, more powerful blood shadow creatures appeared, with terrifying auras, heading straight towards the strongest Ancestor Zhang.
"boom!"
With just one blow, Old Ancestor Zhang was knocked into a bifurcated passage. In an instant, a fierce battle broke out in that bifurcated passage.
"Ancestor!"
Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan screamed, but before and after the passage, two more powerful blood shadow creatures rushed towards them. The two hurriedly ran away. During the fight, they each escaped into a bifurcated passage.
Zhang Junjie fled frantically and kept moving along the bifurcated blood vessels. He didn't know where the road led. Anyway, he would run wherever there was a road.
Behind him, the blood shadow creature exuded the aura of the peak of the Taixu Realm. It was not a powerful creature, but it was far beyond his reach.
I don’t know how long I had been running away or where I had fled, but the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Zhang Junjie glanced around and found that the blood in the blood vessel channel he was in had dried up, and even the blood vessel walls were cracked, like a spider web.
Through the gap, he saw a faint light piercing through.
He looked around, but his perception was suppressed so much that he couldn't find Old Ancestor Zhang, nor Zhang Fan's aura.
"It seems that I have to fight alone, but fortunately, the father of the sacred monument is here!"
Zhang Junjie thought of the power of his father, and immediately became more confident.
He walked along the dry blood vessel channel, getting narrower and narrower, and could no longer move forward. Looking at the cracked blood vessel wall, he gritted his teeth and punched wildly, trying to blast a way out.
Only then did he realize that his fist seemed to be extremely hard. The blood vessel wall he hit made a sound of iron, but his fist did not hurt at all.
However, the blood vessel wall seemed to be broken at any time, but under his full bombardment, it remained unbreakable.
"Please ask the father of the monument to take action!"
Zhang Junjie sensed the monument in his mind.
In the space of the sacred monument, Liu Fan controlled the sacred monument to fly out. With one blow, the blood vessel wall suddenly burst and turned into powder, leaving a big hole.
Zhang Junjie bared his teeth and said, "Dad Shenbei is so violent, but I like it!"
He used a secret technique to put the monument into his mind, but found that the monument did not move at all. Instead, it flickered and rushed out of the blood vessel hole.
Zhang Junjie hurriedly followed.
At this time, the scene in front of him shocked him.
This was a place similar to a cliff in the clouds, and he was standing halfway up the cliff.
Looking up, you can see the vast clouds and mist. Looking down, you can see the bottomless abyss below. Looking straight up, you can see a huge blood-colored island floating in the void.
On the bloody island, streams of immortality energy were flying one after another, like snowflakes and ribbons, countless of them, turning the sky above the entire blood-colored island into clouds of immortality energy.
"What a great opportunity. I, Zhang Junjie, am Zhang Changsheng of the old Zhang family!"
Zhang Junjie danced excitedly.
In the space of the sacred monument.
Ancestor Liu Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were shocked, excited and surprised.
His strength is profound and he can see farther and more clearly.
This is no bloody island, but the heart of an unknown creature!
This heart is so big that it has a radius of one hundred thousand miles. There are many flesh and blood bumps on it, and it looks like rolling mountains.
In the heart, some places have treasures soaring into the sky, which are obviously good things, but some places are filled with black energy and evil spirits, which is obviously a place of great evil.
But the ancestor Liu Fan didn't pay attention to this. His eyes were firmly fixed on the golden cloud in the center of the huge heart.
This golden cloud looks like the glazed divine gold book shattered into mist. It is very sacred. Among the many immortal auras, it is as noble as an emperor.
"The energy of heavenly immortality!!"
Liu Fan was excited, his eyes as bright as the sun.