Chapter 690: Purple Gold Energy Moves, Lightning Strikes Tyrant Sun Grass

The speed of the ancient flying boat was very fast. In seven days, Yang Che arrived outside the ‘Sword Buried Valley’.

Looking down from the sky, this valley looked like a long and narrow valley split by an axe, with mottled broken swords everywhere.

With his full consciousness, Yang Che immediately sensed two powerful auras deep in the valley that even made him feel palpitations.

This trip was for the ‘Shadow Thorn Vine’, so Yang Che naturally could not disturb the powerful existence deep in the canyon.

With the ‘Nameless Breathing Technique’ in hand, Yang Che deliberately waited until nightfall, and then used the Hidden Art to sneak into the valley.

After entering the valley, Yang Che released the ‘Yunyun Marten’.

The Shadow Thorn Vine, as recorded in the Xuantian Pharmacopoeia, is a spiritual medicine with thorns all over its body and two vines.

The two vines grow separately, and one vine is like the shadow of the other vine, as if transparent, always behind the other vine.

After Yang Che poured the information of the ‘Shadow Thorn Vine’ into the mind of the Cloud Marten, the snow-white Cloud Marten moved like a white light, darting in the valley at a very fast speed.

Yang Che followed closely behind, moving quickly towards the direction of the deep valley.

After passing through thick fog and cliffs, there seemed to be a faint yellow light looming in front of him.

Yang Che swept his consciousness and found that on the cliffs of the canyon, there were one after another strange huge stone statues.

The creatures carved on the stone statues included humans, beasts, monsters, demons, and ghosts. All of them had hideous faces, and there was an extra ‘vertical eye’ between their eyebrows.

The faint yellow light was emitted from these ‘vertical eyes’.

Yang Che's eyes sank slightly, and his powerful spiritual sense spread out. He scanned carefully one by one, and he found that these stone statues all had four arms, six arms, and eight arms, and some held long swords in their hands, and some were holding strange hand gestures.

When the cloud marten arrived here, it seemed to sense great fear, turned around and jumped onto Yang Che's shoulder, and stopped moving forward.

Yang Che touched the cloud marten, signaling it not to be afraid.

After observing for a while, Yang Che found that it was no longer possible to teleport here, so he raised his feet and continued to move forward, trying to pass through this strange place with stone statues.

Suddenly, the eyeballs on one of the stone statues actually turned, and then the arm of the creature on the stone statue moved, and a "sword light" instantly slashed towards Yang Che's chest.

With a "ding" sound.

A diamond-shaped black shield immediately emerged, just blocking the sword light.

Demon Shadow Shield!

Yang Che did not look back and continued to move forward.

More and more stone statues on the cliff began to roll their eyes, and dense ‘sword beams’ flew out from the long swords on their arms and slashed at Yang Che.

The speed of the magic shadow shield was extremely fast, getting faster and faster, and finally covered Yang Che's whole body with a ‘hum’.

The dense ‘sword beams’ slashed on the magic shadow shield, making a continuous and harsh sound of ‘clang clang clang’.

These sword beams could not penetrate Yang Che's magic shadow shield defense.

Just as Yang Che was about to walk out of this land of stone statues, the ‘vertical eyes’ of one of the stone statues suddenly made a ‘click’ sound, as if it had cracked, and then a dazzling blood-red beam of light flew out and shot directly at Yang Che's heart.

The power of this beam of light was so strong that it was infinitely close to the blow of a cultivator in the early stage of fusion!

Yang Che was suddenly shocked, and he immediately turned his body and stepped aside, without any hesitation, and gushed out nearly a thousand pseudo-chaotic forces, shining on the beam of light, and punched it.

Chaos Fist!

The dazzling blood-red light column just hit the strange vortex that appeared at the fist.

Then, the blood-red light column disappeared into the vortex immediately like a drop in the ocean.

Yang Che swallowed the light column into his body.

Xuantian Kuangyan and Jiuxin Leiyan were about to step forward to help Yang Che swallow and refine it, but the next moment, they both retreated.

Just as Yang Che was awed, a half-foot-long purple-gold gas about the thickness of a hemp rope suddenly rushed out from the middle dantian, and instantly spread out and wrapped the blood-red light column.

In an instant, the blood-red light column was directly swallowed up by the purple-gold gas.

Then the purple-gold gas returned to the middle dantian, suspended above the danhai and remained motionless.

Yang Che was shocked.

Just a moment ago, when the purple-gold gas swallowed the blood-red light column, he almost felt that the flesh and blood of his whole body seemed to be melted by an inexplicable force at that moment.

"What exactly is this purple-gold energy?"

Yang Che clearly remembered that this energy was a piece of wrinkled rag in the storage bag when King Fuchen was undergoing the tribulation. After being tempered by purple sky thunder, the mysterious energy gushed out from it.

Yang Che could not control this energy.

He had tried it before, but no matter what kind of power he used in his body, he could not control this energy at all.

Only the 'pseudo-chaos power' that combined the properties of dark thunder seemed to be barely feasible as long as the amount was large enough.

But there were less than ten thousand pseudo-chaos powers left in his body now. Even if all of them were used, he could only barely control this energy.

While thinking, another 'vertical eye' at the center of the stone statue's eyebrows cracked with a click.

This time, a green light column flew out from it, also shooting straight at Yang Che's heart.

Yang Che had no time to think about it, so he could only consume nearly a thousand pseudo-chaos powers again, and a chaos fist suddenly smashed at the green light column!

After the strange vortex that appeared at the fist swallowed up the green light column, the light column was swallowed into Yang Che's body.

As expected, the half-foot-long purple-gold gas immediately swallowed up the green light column.

At the same time, Yang Che took out a "transmission array talisman" and crushed it.

While his body was covered by the light, Yang Che heard the sound of the vertical eye between the eyebrows of one of the stone statues cracking...

The next moment, Yang Che disappeared.

When he reappeared, he found himself teleported to a green valley as bright as day.

Arcs of lightning flashed across the sky from time to time.

In front of him, the sound of thunder rumbled intermittently.

Yang Che swept his spiritual sense and immediately ran as fast as an arrow, and soon arrived in front of a stone cliff in the valley.

A few hundred feet away, right in front of the stone cliff, two huge mountain walls gathered and squeezed to form a "slit of sky", in which thunder struck from time to time, lightning and thunder.

Jumping over the stone cliff, Yang Che came to the entrance of the "slit of sky".

After a while, he found that dozens of thunders as thick as arms would strike from above this "slit of sky" every once in a while.

Where the thunder fell, there was almost no grass, revealing a large area of ​​black stone pits that were almost "straight" after being struck by lightning.

Suddenly, Yang Che's pupils shrank slightly.

Looking closely, he saw that in the cracks of these dark stone pits, there were actually some "little grasses" with a faint purple-silver light, growing tenaciously.

These little grasses, about 70% the thickness of a little finger, all came out of the cracks in the stone. Every time the thunder struck them, the faint purple-silver light would increase a little.

Many of the "little grasses" had purple and silver lines all over their bodies, shining brightly.

"This is... Thunder-struck Tyrant Sun Grass!"

Yang Che thought of the seven most precious spiritual medicines recorded in the "Xuantian Pharmacopoeia", and immediately recognized that the purple-silver grasses in front of him were one of them, the "Thunder-struck Tyrant Sun Grass"!