Chapter 523: Finally Entering Qian Heaven! Taking Great Yang For Himself! (4)
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“If you want to fight, I’ll accompany you.” Qi Qingchan raised her eyebrows.
“Looks like Fellow Daoist Qi’s Divine Power has increased greatly in recent years. I’m a little itchy.” The long-bearded old man’s gaze was filled with ill intentions.
“What? Brother Murong and Elder Li want to weigh whether I’ve improved over the years?” Cao Mengxuan took a step forward in midair.
Murong Hua and Li Shuang felt a terrifying aura coming at them, and their expressions changed.
The two of them were even more afraid of Cao Mengxuan.
Although they could definitely defeat Cao Mengxuan if they joined forces, w.a.n.g Tengyun, whose strength was not much different, was beside him.
Furthermore, Qi Qingchan’s Sword Dao cultivation was not weak. She had no chance of winning in a two-on-three battle.
“I hope you won’t have any other excuses when he comes out of the Qian Heaven Palace.” Murong Hua snorted.
“Han Zhao joined forces with the three little b*tches of the Lian family to kill the Second Elder of my Corpse Soul Valley. I must extract his soul and refine it so that he can never reincarnate!” Li Shuang said coldly.
When Cao Mengxuan heard this, he looked at Qi Qingchan.
Qi Qingchan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, “I won’t interfere in this matter again.”
“I hope so.” Murong Hua took the lead and left.
After the Qian Heaven Palace closed, the partic.i.p.ating cultivators would appear south of the Central Prefecture. He wanted to go there and wait. As long as Han Zhao came out, he would immediately kill him and take back the Murong family’s white tiger bloodline.
“Goodbye.” Li Shuang glanced at the Heavenly Profound Sect that had already activated the mountain-protecting array below and flew towards the Central Prefecture.
She had to kill Han Zhao first to show the Corpse Soul Valley’s att.i.tude. At that time, the Heavenly Profound Sect would naturally send the three little s.l.u.ts of the Lian family up.
Let them spend their last moments in fear.
“What a pity. I still wanted to get some lightning roc true blood. I didn’t expect to be late.” w.a.n.g Tengyun looked down and left the field reluctantly.
“Qingchan, even if Han Zhao is willing to join the Cao family now, he will definitely die. You can’t protect him.” Cao Mengxuan sighed. Qi Qingchan did not say a word and left on her flying sword.
On the other side.
After Han Zhao was sucked into the Qian Heaven Palace, he felt the world spin.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was standing at the top of a mountain. There was a circular array foundation like an altar under his feet.
There was also a translucent restriction outside the array foundation that restricted Han Zhao’s freedom.
The surrounding clouds were ethereal, like a paradise on earth.
As far as the eye could see, there was a mountain every tens of meters. There was the same array foundation on it, and there was a person standing in the array.
There were a total of 72 peaks, corresponding to the 72 people partic.i.p.ating in the trial.
However, the fog was lingering and could isolate divine sense and Dharma power, so Han Zhao could not see who was inside.
Han Zhao looked up and saw a towering Heavenly Palace at the top. It was the inner hall of the Qian Heaven Palace.
The place he was at was the outer hall.
Han Zhao closed his eyes to rest and recover his Dharma power. After an unknown period of time, a familiar voice sounded beside him.
“Junior Martial Brother Han!”
“Brother Han!”
Han Zhao looked to his left first and saw that the fog had dissipated at some point. Standing on the array foundation dozens of meters away was Qi
Yuntian.
On his right was Qi Xuanming. After not seeing him for many years, he was already at the Perfected Seven Fiend realm.
“Senior Brother Qi, Brother Xuanming.” Han Zhao cupped his hands at the two of them.
“Pop e’ As he spoke, the restriction outside the array foundation disappeared without a trace like a bubble bursting.
However, a new restriction fell from the Heavenly Palace, forming an isolation s.p.a.ce.
At the same time, a golden bottle with mysterious patterns flew out of the Heavenly Palace.
This was the incarnation of the Qian Heaven Great Yang Pot, it could last for at most two months.
This bottle could be used to collect “Qian Heaven Essence Qi” and “Outer World Mystic Flower”.
Only 18 would appear in each trial. Everyone would fight for it with their own abilities.
This restriction light screen could only accommodate four people at a time, but as long as the same person was not dead, they could repeatedly enter.
For those who did not manage to s.n.a.t.c.h the small bottle, how much ‘Qian Heaven Essence Qi” they could obtain after entering the inner hall completely depended on their luck.
In any case, without the small bottle, it was definitely impossible to obtain the Outer World Mystic Flower.
As the first small bottle flew out, a refined man in a green robe flew up.
This person was actually a pure martial artist. Moreover, he could fly without using a Spirit Artifact.
“Two Revolution.” Han Zhao felt a faint Dharma power fluctuation in his body. If the other party changed cultivation again, he would be a Three Revolution Pseudo Divine Power realm martial artist.
“Yu Chongxiao! ”
Someone immediately called out this person’s name.
The son-in-law of the Cao family, Yu Chongxiao.
“The first Great Yang Bottle is mine. Does anyone have any objections?” Yu
Chongxiao placed his hands behind his back and looked down at the crowd.
Many descendants of aristocratic families looked at the python-robed young man on the southern peak. This person was Cao Mengxuan’s direct disciple, Cao Xuan.
After entering the inner hall of the Qian Heaven Palace, there was no limit to the number of people fighting.
Cao Xuan, Cao Wuyu, and Yu Chongxiao of the Cao family were ranked in the top ten of the 72 people. The three of them were enough to fight more than ten disciples of aristocratic families.
Therefore, ordinary aristocratic families would give the Cao family face,
Of course, not everyone.
“A mere martial artist dares to fight to be the leader of everyone!”
Jiang Yan, a descendant of the State of Qi’s royal family, flew up. He held a long staff pseudo-divine weapon in his hand and suddenly swung it at Yu Chongxiao.
Yu Chongxiao’s expression was normal as he suddenly formed a hand seal with his right hand.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Lightning flickered in his palm, and a hand seal condensed from lightning landed.
“Divine Firmament Seal?! Jiang Yan’s expression changed drastically. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
The lightning handprint struck the long rod in Jiang Yan’s hand.
“Ah!” Jiang Yan’s protective black snake instantly dissipated by more than half. He screamed and flew out of the restriction.
“He actually mastered the most difficult lightning technique of the Heavenly Saint Sect’s ultimate technique?!”
The disciples of the aristocratic families present were shocked.
Lightning techniques were the nemesis of divine weapons, especially the lightning techniques of the Heavenly Saint Sect.
This time, no one from the divine weapon families dared to attack again.
Although the descendants of the spirit beast aristocratic family were not afraid of lightning techniques, they were also afraid that Yu Chongxiao had other trump cards and did not want to face such a powerful enemy.
In any case, there were still 17 Great Yang Bottles left. There would definitely be soft persimmons.
“No one?” A hint of disappointment flashed across Yu Chongxiao’s eyes. He grabbed the Great Yang Bottle in front of him and flew out of the restriction, returning to the mountain peak.
After a while, the second Great Yang Bottle landed.
A white-haired young man transformed into a ferocious white tiger and soared into the sky, flying into the restriction.
“Han Zhao, you killed my cousin Murong Qi. Come and die!”
“Brother Murong, let me help you!” At this moment, a middle-aged man surrounded by black gas and with the faint shadow of a demon behind him flew into the restriction.
Han Zhao did not say a word. Golden light flashed around his body.
In the next second, he entered the restriction.
With another flash, he appeared above the white tiger’s head and slapped down.
“Oh no!” Murong Cheng felt a majestic force attack him. His body tightened as if his body was imprisoned and he could not dodge at all.
“Roar!” The white tiger that had transformed into his body roared at the sky. It opened its b.l.o.o.d.y mouth and spat out a ball of condensed innate Sharp Metal Qi.
However, this innate Sharp Metal Qi that was enough to cut through low-grade Spirit Artifacts was forcefully pressed back into Murong Chengs mouth by Han Zhao’s palm.
Scratch! Scratch!
The white tiger that Murong Cheng had transformed into let out a shrill roar before being torn into pieces by the innate Sharp Metal Qi.
Han Zhao waved his sleeve and absorbed Murong Chengs white tiger blood essence into his body.
Clang!
The Severing Karma Saber flew out of the Mystic Spirit War Case.
It turned into a golden saber beam and faced the Corpse Soul Valley disciples attacking from behind.
This golden saber beam was like a rainbow that pierced through the sun. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The demon phantom behind the Corpse Soul Valley disciple pounced. Before his body could demonize, his movements stopped abruptly.
Crack!
A disciple of an aristocratic family behind him had just flown into the restriction when he was struck by the saber beam that pierced through his body. Even the middle-grade pseudo-divine weapon in his body was split into two.
“What?!”
From the moment Han Zhao entered the restriction to killing the three bloodline awakeners of the Murong family, the ninth-level Snake-level high-grade Pseudo-Divine Weapon Master of the Corpse Soul Valley, and the other eighth-level Snake-level middle-grade Pseudo-Divine Weapon Master, the entire process took less than a breath.
One palm, one saber.
At this moment, Han Zhao reached out and caught the Great Yang Bottle that had just fallen.
He looked around.
Other than a few people, no one dared to look at him. The rest were terrified. However, after Han Zhao caught the Great Yang Bottle, he did not leave the restriction. Instead, he threw it to Qi Xuanming.
After that, the third Great Yang Bottle landed. He reached out to catch it and threw it to Qi Yuntian.
Still, no one dared to compete with him.
However, after he caught the fourth Great Yang Bottle, he still hadn’t left.
“No way? Could it be that he wants to…” An ominous feeling arose in the hearts of the descendants of the aristocratic families present..