Chapter 225 The Falling Sun Boat
Chapter 225 The Falling Sunboat
"How do you know about the ancient tomb of King Lu?"
Ding Yuan's body trembled, his face was full of fear.
"If you want people to not know, unless you do nothing."
Zhang Yuan laughed, and there was a lot of chill in his words, "Do you think you did it cleanly? You didn't kill all the four cultivators who explored the ancient tomb with you."
Ding Yuan recalled the past, his eyes were full of doubts, "How is it possible? They were all poisoned by the hallucinations, they were insane, and they blew up their golden pills in the formation!"
Everyone knows that a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm who blew himself up on the Golden Core should not be able to survive.
Zhang Yuan stared at him, "Really? But there is a cultivator whose golden core has been broken by you before, and the broken golden core has no power to explode, not to mention that he has practiced the body."
"ah……"
Ding Yuan was stunned.
"Back then you explored the ancient tomb of King Lu with four cultivators, but you got the inheritance of Gongshuban by yourself, and all four of them were killed by you. You are cruel enough. After you got the inheritance of Gongshuban, far away Fleeing 500,000 miles to the Qingyuan Mountains at the corner of Dongsheng Prefecture, do you think you'll be fine?"
Zhang Yuan's voice was cold and his words were cruel, "The person who didn't want to escape met us, and after being tricked by us to get the news, he came here on purpose, so that you have nowhere to hide! We spent three years looking for you, I waited for you for another twenty years, now, this debt should be paid back."
Ding Yuan's face turned white and red, and he asked in a daze, "Who are you?"
A lot of arrogance floated on Zhang Yuan's face, and he looked at the sky with cold eyes, "Tianliu Sect! Heavenly flow is endless, and it will last forever. Only I, Tianliu, deserve to have the inheritance of Gongshuban!"
"Tianliuzong..."
Ding Yuan was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, "So you took Qingxiafang City because of me?"
Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, "It's not for you, it's for inheritance! Come with me honestly, stop talking nonsense!"
"So what if I don't leave? The inheritance is in my hands, and you can still kill me. If you force me again, I will explode the golden core, so that you will get nothing, and you will die with me!"
Ding Yuan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if he had already given up.
"Haha, self-explosive golden core?"
There was deep disdain in Zhang Yuan's eyes, "A person like you who is afraid of death will blow up your golden core? It's ridiculous, so you explode? You are really stupid for trying to drag me into the water. It's true that you are so close to the golden core. Nascent Soul Realm cultivators will also suffer a lot of damage, and even their bodies may perish, but how can I be unprepared when I come to you?"
He raised his right hand, and a small bronze-colored tower appeared in his hand.
The fifth-tier high-grade magic weapon, the Canopy Pagoda, has five floors, a square seat and a golden roof, surrounded by mysterious runes, surrounded by green smoke and wind and clouds, but there is no trace of spiritual power.
"You think you can hurt me?"
With contempt on his face, Zhang Yuan looked at Ding Yuan coldly, "If you don't want to die, follow me."
Looking at the floating pagoda in the dim light, Ding Yuan's clenched fists slowly loosened, like a deflated ball, his whole body deflated.
He thought for a while, then suddenly shouted, "The Tianliu Sect is going to destroy five of our sects, help!"
This is also a good calculation. After all, this is the territory of the five Heyin sects in the Qingyuan Mountains. The Tianliu Sect has an agreement with the five sects and will not invade. It is completely unreasonable to come here. The cultivator shouted some, which might make Zhang Yuan feel apprehensive.
The Mie Heyin faction, who was still in high spirits before, thought of the benefits of the Heyin faction once he was threatened.
Zhang Yuan didn't expect it, and before he could stop it, Ding Yuan's suffocated shout, through his spiritual power, spread for tens of miles in an instant, and was heard everywhere.
The cultivators of the two sects who were fighting fiercely were a little stunned.
"What, the Tianliu Sect is here too?"
"Are they here to save us? Or are they here to help the Yunjian faction?"
"Are they here to help us? Or are they here to fish in troubled waters?"
For a while, many battles stopped, but several golden core cultivators of the Yunjian faction recognized Ding Yuan's voice. They were afraid that something might happen to the Vajra Puppet. It was accumulated by the Yunjian faction for nearly a hundred years, and they must not be lost. He quickly gave up the battle situation at hand, and rushed towards Gu Guangfeng.
However, there were a few battles that not only did not stop, but became more and more intense.
Shao Nongyue's face was covered in blood, her former elegance was nowhere to be found, and she fended off Ge Li's attack in a panic. Ge Li was still expressionless, and the sword in his hand became more ruthless. Every move seemed to be a desperate fight In this move, the rapid rain sword intent was vividly displayed.
In just a dozen or so breaths, Shao Nongyue hit several swords and fled in a panic.
Ge Li chased after him and changed from defensive to offensive.
In the air, Shen Wen confronted Du Ze with a determined face, and no one showed signs of leaving.
But tens of miles away, a golden flying boat was flying desperately towards Lengwu Mountain.
"what happened?"
"Why didn't he chase after?"
In Yang Zhou, several cultivators were very puzzled.
Yun Li wiped the sweat off his face, recovered a little from the extreme tension, and panted slightly, "I don't know either. Fortunately, I almost got chased."
Just now they got off Tianzhu Peak and used the high speed of the fourth-order magic weapon Yangzhou to rush out of the encirclement, but they didn't go far before they met Qiu Hongliang, the golden core elder of the Yunjian sect.
When Qiu Hongliang saw the flying boat, he immediately chased it with three pulse consolidating practitioners.
They had discussed before that they could not let a Heyin Sect disciple escape. Every Heyin Sect disciple might carry important resources of the Heyin Sect, and after escaping, it would be inevitable to raise tigers. They must be captured or killed. .
Although Yangzhou is fast, the man who controls Yangzhou is only Yunli, who has just entered the Pulse Condensation Realm, and cannot exert the best effect of the magic weapon. No matter how he manipulates it, it is difficult to escape Qiu Hongliang's pursuit.
In less than a few tens of breaths, he will be overtaken.
When Yunli was about to give up, Qiu Hongliang suddenly stopped and stopped chasing.
This made them very surprised, but also very grateful.
Zhou Shu's expression froze slightly, "No matter what the reason is, I finally have a chance now, and there are three pulse condensing practitioners, so it should be easy to get rid of."
"Um."
Yun Li nodded, and poured a small amount of spiritual power into Yangzhou, "It will be there in a while."
Snapped!
As soon as the words fell, a loud noise suddenly came from outside Yangzhou.
A forceful blow hit the Yang Zhou, and the inside of the boat spun suddenly. All the disciples were stunned, and they didn't know what happened, and Yun Li could no longer control the Yang Zhou.
Yangzhou was opened a gap, spinning in the air, falling continuously.
Not far away, Qiu Hongliang held a weird long sword in his hand, and ordered the three cultivators around him, "You three, go and take down the people in this flying boat, and I'll go see what's going on over there!" thing."
Youfeng Yajian, double the power of the fourth-order magic weapon, knocked down Yang Zhou with one blow.
Qiu Hongliang quickly flew to Gu Guangfeng. Although he was quite dissatisfied with Ding Yuan, he still had to rush when he heard Ding Yuan's cry for help.
Ding Yuan is extremely important to the Yunjian faction, and nothing should happen to him.
The three pulse condensing practitioners nodded repeatedly and flew towards the falling sun boat.
They held their favorite magic weapons in their hands, with indifferent expressions.