Volume 4 Taiqing Sect Five Hundred and Sixty Two 3 Great True Pills

At the same time, somewhere in the Hall of Fantasy Palace, which was dozens of feet in size, another fierce battle was going on.

At a glance, the entire hall is filled with mountains of blue stick shadows, stacked one on top of another, as endless as a vast ocean.

The source of all this is the shadow of a man whose whole body is wrapped in blue light hanging in mid-air above the hall.

This man, who is thirty years old, holds a blue spiritual stick in his expressionless hands, and seems to be dancing casually in a ball, while the shadow of the huge stick below seems to follow his dance rhythmically. Fickle.

At the same time, two human figures were suddenly among the surging stick shadows below. They were flashing and moving, desperately urging the spiritual weapons in their hands, trying their best to resist the waves.

One of them was a rather tall young man with purple eyes flashing. If Liu Ming were here, he would be able to recognize him at a glance as Zang Xuan, a young man from a foreign race.

His whole body was surrounded by a layer of earth-yellow light curtain that looked like substance, but the light curtain seemed to have suffered many blows from sticks and showed signs of instability. In the other hand, he held an earth-yellow round shield that was as tall as a person. It was crisscrossed with several deep stick marks, and there were several dense cracks around it, but fortunately it had not broken immediately. .

But seeing where Zang Xuan's purple eyes swept across, the roaring stick figure suddenly slowed down slightly, and then, as his stature became shorter, he barely managed to avoid it.

But at the next moment, the shadow of the stick on the other side had arrived. Zangxuan couldn't avoid it, so he had to block it with the round shield in his hand.

A series of muffled sounds of "bang" and "bang" came.

Three deep stick marks suddenly appeared on the yellow round shield, and several cracks extended to both ends.

Seeing this, Zangxuan couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Although the humanoid phantom beast in front of him is only in the middle stage of liquid condensation, its strength is obviously far inferior to that of ordinary crystal condensation in the early stage. And the round shield weapon in his hand was obviously no longer able to withstand a few such attacks.

And once he loses the protection of the round shield, the consequences will be even more disastrous, but at the moment, there seems to be no other way.

And under the shadow of the stick in the sky. He relies on his strong cultivation base. He barely had the strength to parry, but he couldn't even think about counterattacking. And getting out of trouble is also beyond our reach.

Fighting alongside him on the other side was a short, fat young man with green eyes and wearing a green robe, but his situation at this moment was worse than Zangxuan.

It was even worse.

But he saw that his body was already covered with scars, and his left arm was hanging weakly to one side, unable to move at all.

There was already a hint of despair in this man's eyes. If it weren't for the low-grade pitch-black ghost sword in his right hand and the top-quality soft armor he wore in his body, he would have died under the whirling shadow of the stick. On the spot.

Suddenly, he raised the pitch-black ghost sword in his hand, and there were several pitch-black swords that were several feet long. It flew out with the sound of "chichi" breaking through the air, cutting off most of the blue stick shadows coming towards it, but there were still a few stick shadows pouring in from the gaps in the sword light.

The short and fat young man shouted loudly, his eyes flashing with green light. His body suddenly turned like a gyro, obviously trying to use his body in soft armor to catch the stick figure in front of him.

"Bang" sound!

As soon as the body of the short and fat young man touched the stick shadow, a sudden flash of green light submerged the blue stick shadow. After the green light converged again, the blue stick shadow disappeared without a trace.

The pudgy young man's face suddenly turned pale. It was obvious that even with the protection of soft armor, the shadow of the stick would still have a big impact on him.

After another half a cup of tea, the earthy yellow light curtain that enveloped Zangxuan became a little lighter, already showing a sense of crumbling, and the round shield in his hand was on the verge of breaking.

The short and fat young man's face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood was secreted from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured. The despair in his eyes was replaced by a kind of madness at this moment, and the dark ghost sword in his hand was aimless. A series of random cuts made him look even more miserable.

At this moment, the young man above the hall seemed to have lost his patience. His eyes flashed blue, and his figure blurred before disappearing from where he was.

Immediately afterwards, the giant wave-like stick shadows from all directions below suddenly changed in momentum, and suddenly rolled towards the center with a density several times greater than before, with a roaring sound.

Before the stick shadow could hit them, an invisible force appeared in the void around them, which felt like it would crush the two of them into flesh.

The sounds of "bang" and "bang" came one after another.

In the huge waves, the young man's figure suddenly turned into a dozen phantoms as he swayed, looming, and the blue stick shadow hit the two yellow and green figures like raindrops.

In an instant, Zang Xuan and the two received countless blows, and their bodies were beaten so hard that they were suspended in the air and unable to fall.

After a few breaths, the stick shadow in the sky suddenly retracted and turned into a long blue stick again, flying back to the expressionless young shadow's hands.

"Boom" and "boom" twice!

Zang Xuan and the short, fat young man, who had been beaten almost out of shape, fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the body-protecting light curtain on Zangxuan's body had long disappeared, and the earth-yellow round shield that originally protected his body was shattered and disappeared.

Although he struggled to protect the vital parts of his body during the blow just now, an unknown number of bones in his body have been broken at this moment. Deep depressions can be clearly seen everywhere, and his body is completely unable to move at all. .

The pudgy young man on the side was in even worse condition. A big hole had been stabbed in his chest, and the internal organs inside seemed to have been smashed to pieces. The vitality exuded was extremely weak.

As soon as the two bodies landed on the ground, two green rays of light emerged from their arms. As soon as the light flashed, their bodies disappeared from the hall in an instant, leaving behind various colored beads on the ground. There are more than three hundred.

The young man's shadow just made a move with one hand, and all the beads flashed towards him.

…

On the wasteland outside the Blue Dome Fantasy Palace, there is still a sea of ​​people at this moment, and the number of people is much larger than when it was opened.

At this moment, two green light groups suddenly lit up in the air in an open space outside the palace. After the light dissipated, two figures, one purple and one green, appeared and fell straight down.

Surprisingly, it was Zang Xuan and the pudgy young man who had just gone through a tough battle.

The moment Zangxuan was teleported, he seemed to regain some clarity. During the fall, he opened his eyes with difficulty. After opening his mouth and spitting out another mouthful of blood, he found that he had been teleported out of the Blue Dome Fantasy Palace, with a face on his face. He suddenly showed a look of joy, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", his neck tilted and he fainted again.

The short, fat young man who fell next to him finally lost his last ray of life at the moment he hit the ground. He lay motionless in a pool of blood, looking like he could no longer die.

"Isn't this... this person the first person to enter the Blue Dome Fantasy Palace on the first day?"

"That short, fat man seems to be an inner disciple of the Five Ghost Sect in Beiliang Mountain!"

"Tsk, tsk, it looks really dangerous inside. He was beaten like this. He's probably going to be crippled even if he doesn't die."

Among the onlookers, some people immediately recognized Zang Xuan and the short and fat young man. Some people who could not pass the colorful stairs before but were still unwilling to leave began to gloat.

Just when everyone was talking about it, a little green light lit up on the arms of Zangxuan and Xuan. In a flash, they flew away like meteors across the sky into the distance.

"It's a fragment of the Blue Dome Sky Mirror!"

Someone immediately exclaimed, and those who moved quickly jumped into the air and started to chase after him.

Everyone's attention was immediately diverted from Zang Xuan and the others.

However, at this moment, after several muffled "bang" sounds, three huge auras appeared out of thin air in the sky, and then three escaping lights flashed from the nearby void, including a green rainbow and a black aura. After a blur, each of them quickly caught up with a fragment of the Blue Dome Sky Mirror.

The third wave of white light caught nothing because it was a little slower.

The next moment, a wave of water ripples appeared in the void. After a period of distortion and blur, three figures emerged out of thin air at the same time, presenting a triangular confrontation.

One of them was a green-faced man who looked like a zombie, with a stiff face and long dry hair hanging casually on his shoulders.

The other person was a boy who looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old. He had red lips and white teeth and was dressed in a gray robe. He was clearly the Haoyue boy from Cuiyun Peak of Taiqing Sect.

Both of them were holding dull, ancient lenses in their hands, and they were looking at each other coldly.

As for the third person who had his hands behind his back, it was the white-haired old man from the Qianhui Merchant Alliance who had appeared at the auction in Changyangfang City.

People who originally wanted to chase the fragments, but when they saw such a formation, they immediately fell back to where they were in anger. .

The noisy crowd nearby also looked at each other in confusion.

"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Haoyue from Taiqing Sect and Dean Dai from Haoran Academy are here. Ruan is disrespectful." The white-haired old man failed to grab the fragment of the Blue Dome Sky Mirror, but he didn't show much annoyance on his face. Apparently, He was very good at nourishing qi and said with a smile towards the two of them.

The boy Haoyue and the green-faced man glanced at each other, with a trace of fear flashing in their eyes, but they did not want to be rude and each returned a salute to the white-haired old man.

"Fellow Daoist Ruan is also here. Could it be that he is also here for the Blue Dome Fantasy Palace?" Haoyue Boy said.

"Whoever came here at this time is not here for the Blue Dome Fantasy Palace. Could it be that they came all the way here to join in the fun?" Before the white-haired old man could speak, the green-faced man sneered.

"That's what Fellow Daoist Dai said, but I don't know who spent eight million spirit stones to buy a piece of Xuan Qingshi twenty years ago in Xuanyuan City, and was still happy for a long time. At that time, this person naturally couldn't just be regarded as a Just joining in the fun." Boy Haoyue was not angry when he heard this, but said with a hehe.

(Oh my god, the fourth update is finally done!)

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