However, before Zhang Zhicheng could fly too far, he was severely knocked back to the sky above Changxiong Island by an airship.
Zhang Zhicheng's eyes were gloomy, and he rolled up the Supreme Sun Sword in his hand. The blade's rays, like the scorching sun, poured out like falling rain, sweeping in all the airships in front.
A majestic figure swept out of the airship, and countless halberd shadows were seen pouring out, blocking all the terrifying sword light.
Zhang Zhicheng looked at this figure, secretly thinking that something was wrong, and immediately flew away.
The majestic figure that appeared was none other than the Emperor Ling who was chasing after him.
Whoosh!
The airship was extremely fast and blocked Zhang Zhicheng's path.
"Death to me!"
Zhang Zhicheng's eyes were ferocious, he raised the Supreme Sun Sword above his head and slashed it down.
The shadow of the knife, like a knife cutting through the water, suddenly cut across the airship, and then the sword light, which was much larger than the airship, flew out horizontally and stood heavily on the airship.
Rumble!
The moment the sword light struck the spaceship, a young man in white clothes stepped out slowly. His eyes were solemn and his whole body was surrounded by rich purple energy.
I saw that he was holding the Purple Galaxy Divine Sword in his right hand, and the purple sword transformed from the seventh level of Taoism in his left hand, surrounded by the Beginningless Magic Golden Sword.
The terrifying sword energy, carrying seven levels of Dao intention, slashed out suddenly, turning into a supreme sword light that spanned the sky like a sky bridge.
Rumble!
There was an earth-shattering collision, and many collapse cracks appeared in the surrounding starry sky, which looked extremely terrifying.
It's a pity that although the sword light is powerful, it is still weaker than the sword light in the end.
I saw the sword light shattering into countless fragments, but the sword light was still rushing towards Zhuo Wen with great force.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities. You are just ascending to the sky, and you still want to stand in front of me. You are simply seeking death!"
Zhang Zhicheng grinned, his smile full of sarcasm. In his opinion, Zhuo Wen would definitely die under this knife.
However, the curvature of the corners of Zhang Zhicheng's mouth only lasted for a moment, and then completely stiffened.
I saw Zhuo Wen calmly taking out a crystal clear ice lotus from the spiritual ring. Then he violently threw the ice lotus out, and a chill that was enough to freeze the entire starry sky surged out.
The sword light was extremely fast and hit the ice lotus heavily. Immediately under his dumbfounded gaze, the rainbow-like sword light was frozen into a crescent-shaped ice cube.
Click!
The crescent-shaped ice shattered instantly, and then Zhuo Wen, holding two swords, jumped out among the countless ice fragments and flew in front of Zhang Zhicheng at an extremely fast speed. He used his two swords unceremoniously.
"The Sword Art of Destruction".
"The sword dragon cuts the sky!"
Zhuo Wen stabbed out the purple sword with both hands, and the sword energy soared into the sky, intertwined with each other, and condensed into two giant purple dragons that shook the world and wept like ghosts and gods.
These two giant dragons were constantly intertwined, and with the momentum of the two dragons swallowing pearls, they surrounded Zhang Zhicheng's entire body.
"break!"
Zhang Zhicheng quickly slashed out several swords, and the sword lights intertwined, as if three days of sky had reached the sky, instantly shattering the two giant purple dragons.
"die!"
Zhang Zhicheng jumped out and rushed straight towards Zhuo Wen. This time he completely had murderous intentions towards Zhuo Wen. After killing him, he immediately ran away.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wen stood there, not hiding at all, and the mocking look on his lips became more intense.
Zhang Zhicheng regained his consciousness and heard the violent sound of breaking through the air behind him. He immediately thought of Emperor Ling and his expression changed slightly.
After hesitating for a while, Zhang Zhicheng finally gave up on Zhuo Wen and turned towards Di Ling.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and his swords were slashed out again. Two huge phantoms of the territory appeared in the void, and they fell heavily, making Zhang Zhicheng's figure sink.
Poof!
Zhang Zhicheng was caught off guard and struck a blow. Emperor Ling just caught the opportunity and swept his halberd, with a sharp edge, through Zhang Zhicheng's chest.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhicheng was quick to act in a hurry and avoided the critical point in time. Otherwise, this blow could have seriously injured him.
Zhang Zhicheng took out a scroll from the spiritual ring, opened it instantly, bit it open with his thumb, and pressed his fingerprint on the scroll.
Then Zhang Zhicheng's momentum suddenly surged, reaching the level of Xutian Baden. Then he broke free from the restraint of Emperor Ling and rushed towards Zhuo Wen with red eyes.
"You little bastard, you have stopped me again and again. If I don't kill you today, I will take your last name!"
Zhang Zhicheng's voice was full of resentment and horror, and he obviously really hated Zhuo Wen.
"It's so fast!"
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, and Zhang Zhicheng, like a ghost, flew in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant, and then the Supreme Sun Sword stabbed into Zhuo Wen's chest, and blood spurted out.
"Die! Die!"
Zhang Zhicheng laughed ferociously, as if he was crazy, and the Supreme Sun Sword sank directly into Zhuo Wen's body.
However, when he wanted to pull out the Supreme Sun Knife and add another blow, he found that Zhuo Wen had grasped the handle of the knife, and then a huge and terrifying consciousness poured into the depths of his eyebrows.
"Soul kill!"
Zhuo Wen suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Zhicheng, his eyes filled with dizzying light.
Zhang Zhicheng felt a splitting headache. The consciousness that Zhuo Wen had just extended into his soul space was like countless sharp hidden weapons, stirring his soul and making his mind blurry. He involuntarily loosened his grip on the soul.
The right hand of the Shang Yao Sun Sword.
Zhuo Wen held up his bleeding body, his face pale, while Zhuo Wen in black was summoned by him and punched Zhang Zhicheng hard on the body.
Zhang Zhicheng was in a state of unconsciousness and defenseless. He grunted and retreated violently.
"Emperor Ling, take him down!"
At this moment, Emperor Ling had arrived, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand suddenly pierced Zhang Zhicheng's back heart, passing through the heart, and then suddenly lifted Zhang Zhicheng into the air, like a mutton skewer, skewered on Fang Tian's painted halberd.
On top of the halberd.
At the same time, Emperor Ling quickly formed hand seals with both hands. The terrifying power, like invisible shackles, bound Zhang Zhicheng's entire body, making it difficult for him to move at all.
"Master, what do you do with this piece of wisdom?"
When Emperor Ling came to Zhuo Wen, Fang Tian swung his halberd and threw Zhang Zhicheng to the ground, making him kneel in front of Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen had already pulled out the Supreme Sun Sword from his chest. At the same time, he took a drop of Tianyu Starry Sky Essence, and the injuries on his body were completely recovered.
He silently looked at Zhang Zhicheng who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and said coldly: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Zhang Zhicheng was kneeling on the ground, his mind had regained consciousness. He just lowered his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't know how to speak.
On the other hand, countless disciples on and off Changxiong Island were dumbfounded.
Just now, Zhang Zhicheng's battle with Zhuo Wen and Di Ling took place over Changxiong Island.
The monks in Changxiong Island saw the whole battle clearly, especially when they saw Zhang Zhicheng kneeling in front of Zhuo Wen, the whole Changxiong Island was in an uproar.
Zhang Zhicheng is the master of their Changxiong Island, and a terrifying powerhouse who has reached the peak of Xutian. Now he is kneeling in front of a young man in white in full view of everyone. How can this scene not be shocking to them?
Zhang Zhicheng was trembling all over, and he felt the threat of death.
Especially when he noticed that Zhuo Wen actually had the essence of the sky in his body, he knew that he was really wrong this time and he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
"Let me live, I am willing to sacrifice the Canglan Secret Realm!" Zhang Zhicheng crawled on the ground and said tremblingly.
It was not easy for him to reach the seventh peak of Xutian in cultivation. He didn't want his hundreds of thousands of years of hard training to be ruined like this. He still had a long lifespan, so he didn't want to perish like this.
"Canglan Secret Realm?"
Zhuo Wen looked at Di Ling in confusion, and the latter respectfully explained the secret realm of Canglan.
"Oh? It turns out that in the Canglan Secret Realm, you can improve your understanding and speed up your cultivation. Isn't that the same effect as the Fire Spirit Juice?" Zhuo Wen said in surprise.
The fire spirit juice in his body was basically given to the Long family, although the fire spirit juice has a very good effect on increasing understanding.
But the effect on Xutian monks is very small, of course it is not completely ineffective, but the amount of fire spirit juice required to improve understanding is many times more than that of True God monks.
"There are different approaches but the same effect, but the effect of Canglan Secret Realm is much better than that of Fire Spirit Juice! Because this Canglan Secret Realm is not only for people below Xu Tian, Xu Tian monks can also greatly improve their understanding and cultivation speed in it.
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"It can be said that Canglan Secret Realm is very famous in the far west. Many Xutian monks covet Canglan Secret Realm. If Zhang Zhicheng was not strong enough, Canglan Secret Realm would have been taken away by others.
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Di Ling explained patiently.
"I see!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes became intense and he looked at Zhang Zhicheng and said: "Hand over Canglan Secret Realm!"
Zhang Zhicheng showed hesitation and said: "You must swear to heaven that after I hand over the Canglan Secret Realm, you will let me live."
"Then the Canglan Secret Realm should be with you. As long as I kill you, I can still get the Canglan Secret Realm. Why should I bother to do this?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Zhang Zhicheng's face was stiff and pale. He hesitated for a moment and finally handed over the Canglan Secret Realm.
Zhuo Wen looked at the green vortex floating in front of him, and he knew that this vortex was the entrance to Canglan Secret Realm.
"You go in first!"
Zhuo Wen looked at Zhang Zhicheng and said.
Zhang Zhicheng's eyes were full of helplessness, and he had no choice but to follow Zhuo Wen's instructions and enter the Canglan Secret Realm.
Zhuo Wen and Di Ling followed closely behind and submerged into the green vortex.
This is a strange space, surrounded by green mist and nothing else.
The moment Zhuo Wen entered this space, he felt relaxed and happy, as if all his internal organs had been washed by the green mist, and his whole body felt refreshed.
And here, Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that his soul had become much stronger, his mind was much clearer, and his ethereal understanding had also been improved invisibly.