Chapter 707 Zhao Heng Returns

Faced with the mysterious energy that suddenly appeared and blocked the short spear.

Everyone present was surprised.

The next moment, everyone seemed to notice something and looked up at the same time.

In the void, a green flying boat was suspended at some point.

On the flying boat, a young man in green clothes and handsome appearance, with jade belts and robes fluttering in the wind, looked like a banished immortal.

At this time, the young man's eyes were shining, and there was a powerful aura of power without anger.

"Late stage of the second realm of innateness!"

Sensing the energy fluctuations on the young man, the four men in black were all surprised.

"Who are you?"

There was no need for the young man to answer, when he saw the figure on the flying boat clearly.

Mu Xuan, with a dull look in his eyes, and the broken-armed swordsman exclaimed at the same time.

"Xiao Heng!"

"Junior brother!"

At this moment, the Holy Yuan Empress, who had just escaped from the gates of hell, could not help but tremble her pupils and slightly open her mouth when she saw this figure. The original strong imperial aura on her body disappeared at this moment.

Her eyes went from dull to shock and disbelief, and then to excitement, surprise, and splendor...

Everything seemed silent, but it was like thunder in the ears.

At this moment, the young man in the void also suppressed his inner throbbing and looked deeply at the Empress.

Then he looked at Mu Xuan and the one-armed man.

"Master, senior brother!"

"Junior brother, why are you back? Where have you been all these years?" Senior brother Qi Hongyuan couldn't help asking.

"Senior brother, I will tell you in detail after sending these guys away."

At this moment, the four men in black experienced a brief surprise and attacked again.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng's eyes were more brilliant, and golden light floated in front of him.

The mighty power of divine consciousness instantly condensed into four kinds of weapons, "swords, spears, swords and halberds", and turned into four streams of light rushing towards the four people.

The four weapons have their own spirituality, and they launched a sharp attack and fought fiercely with the four people.

"Boom boom boom...!"

The golden light flashed in the void, and the air waves rolled. Zhao Heng blocked the attack of the four people with his own strength.

Seeing this scene, Mu Xuan, Qi Hongyuan and others, who were already excited because of Zhao Heng's return, were even more shocked.

"What secret technique did the junior brother use? It's so powerful." Qi Hongyuan was amazed.

Mu Xuan narrowed his eyes and pondered.

"This should be the secret technique of spiritual consciousness! I have read in ancient books that outside the Southern Region, there are practitioners who specialize in spiritual consciousness.

With the power of spiritual consciousness, they can perform powerful secret techniques, which are even as powerful as Xuanqi, and are called "divine masters".

Your junior brother's spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, and his combat power is no less than that of my master."

At this time, the four powerful warriors in the Return to Origin Realm tried their best to break through Zhao Heng's spiritual consciousness, but they were unable to do so.

Even the two warriors in the late Return to Origin Realm, who used various sharp methods, were dissolved by the divine weapons in front of them, as if they were facing an enemy with unfathomable strength.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng's eyes flickered, and he flicked his fingers towards the ground again.

"Swoosh...!"

A golden light shot down from his fingertips, directly rushing towards the ground of the palace, and instantly pierced through the eyebrows of a black-clothed man in the Ascension Realm, and wiped out the Yuanshen in the divine platform.

Then, the golden light did not dissipate, but shuttled through the battlefield like a golden lightning.

"Swish, swish, swish...!"

In a flash, more than a dozen black-clothed men fell.

Seeing that the opponent's means were so strange and powerful, the four black-clothed masters in the Return to Origin Realm in the void suddenly changed their faces and finally dared not fight again.

"Retreat...!"

The next moment, the four took the lead, sacrificed the various escape magic tools and talismans that had been prepared long ago, turned around and fled outside the palace.

A group of black-clothed men, except for the fallen people, disappeared in a flash.

"Master, do you want me to lead people to chase them!"

At this time, Qi Hongyuan took the initiative to volunteer.

Mu Xuan shook her head and said, "No need, don't chase the desperate enemy.

Besides, don't we already know the identities of these people?"

After saying that, Mu Xuan couldn't help but look back again.

When she looked at the young man in the void, who was restrained by the divine light and had an extraordinary demeanor, her eyes were dazed.

She was even a little unsure whether the young man in front of her was really her disciple who had disappeared for several years.

At this time, the Holy Yuan Empress was also floating in the void, quietly looking at the figure, without saying a word.

It seemed that as long as she said a word, the figure in front of her, which was engraved in her heart, would disappear, waking up from a dream.

And below the palace, those Tiantian Realm warriors all looked at Zhao Heng in shock, and dared not speak for a while.

The world fell into a strange silence.

Zhao Heng had expected this kind of scene, and knew that the next one would be another "truth or answer" session.

"Master, Senior Brother... Your Majesty the Empress, this is not the place to talk, how about we talk somewhere else?"

Zhao Heng took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence.

Hearing his familiar voice, the Empress' beautiful eyes trembled, and she looked at Zhao Heng again, and then maintained the majesty of the emperor and ordered others.

"You clean up the battlefield in the palace and wake up the guards and palace maids."

"Senior Mu, Fellow Daoist Qi." The Empress paused and looked at Zhao Heng.

"Mr. Zhao, let's go to the main hall to discuss matters."

"Okay!" Zhao Heng nodded, and immediately followed a few people to fly to the main palace.

During this process, Zhao Heng glanced towards the north of the imperial city.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and a hint of fierce murderous intent bloomed.

...

At the same time, in the north of Shengyuan City, a hundred miles away in a barren mountain range.

A group of people who fled in panic gathered from all directions. They were the group of black-clothed people who attacked the imperial city at night.

The leader was the four black-clothed people who were in the Guiyuan realm.

Everyone gathered in a valley to discuss something.

"Damn it, we were about to successfully kill the Shengyuan Empress, but we didn't expect a troublemaker to show up halfway."

"That guy is so strong that he can stop the four of us by himself, and even find time to kill more than a dozen Tiantian realm cultivators. I feel like he hasn't used his full strength yet.

When did such a powerful person appear among my righteous cultivators, and he is also a strong man who specializes in spiritual consciousness."

Everyone was shocked and puzzled.

A black-clothed man seemed to have thought of something.

"I remember that Mu Xuan's eldest disciple Qi Hongyuan called that person "little junior brother". He seems to be a disciple of Mu Xuan, and must be from Yuhua Sect."

"Yuhua Sect? The current Yuhua Sect is not as strong as before. There is only an old ancestor to support it. It can still cultivate such a capable person. Could it be that they have hidden some tricks?"

When everyone was talking about it.

A black-clothed man in the late Guiyuan realm interrupted and said, "Don't guess, everyone, go back and report first.

Report everything that happened in the imperial city this time, especially the situation of the mysterious young man, and there will be a response plan."

After that, the black-clothed man summoned a ship, and everyone boarded the ship and waited for the ship to slowly rise to the sky.

"Everyone, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a familiar cold voice sounded in the void above everyone's head.

A group of black-clothed people were shocked and looked up suddenly.

In the clear night sky, there was no human figure, only a long sword condensed by divine consciousness with a faint golden luster.

"This breath...hiss! It's the divine consciousness of that person!"

"Didn't he stay in Shengyuan City and didn't chase us?"

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

Everyone subconsciously looked to the south. It was a hundred miles away from Shengyuan City.

Even for a peak powerhouse in the second realm of innateness, it would be impossible to transmit power so far.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a trick of that person pretending to be a ghost. How can a mere sword condensed by divine consciousness do anything to us?"

The late Guiyuan realm cultivator was full of confidence and drove the ship into the void.

Seeing this, the long sword vibrated and a playful voice came out.

"In this case, I will send you off."

The next moment, in the horrified eyes of the black-clothed people.

The golden sword suddenly chopped down.

The world changed dramatically!

The surging golden blade energy filled with destructive power poured down, instantly submerging them and the ship...

After a while, the mountain returned to calm.

Only a chaotic and twisted void with cracks all over it, which was gradually recovering, and a gradually dissipating golden blade light, remained...