In the desert of death, a strange chase drama is taking place.
At the front, a man in black robes was as anxious as a meteor, shooting out of the desert at the speed of chasing the wind and the moon; less than ten thousand miles behind, a flash of yellow and green light was chasing after him.
Less than a thousand miles behind, a group of powerful men with terrifying auras had their eyes gleaming, and their souls locked on the flying treasure in front of them in desperate pursuit.
Zhong Zihao's expression changed drastically when he discovered this situation. He was probably going to get into a big disaster this time. If he got the treasure that these people were jealous of, he would never have peace from now on.
He knew very well that none of the powerful people at the rear had a simple identity. They were the core figures in the major divine courts. If the power behind them was activated, although the Taixu Realm was huge, there would probably be no room for them.
As soon as he thought of this, he tore out his empty hand and drew it out repeatedly. His figure shuttled through the turbulent flow of space more than ten times, and the distance between him and the mysterious treasure was 20,000 miles away.
After his cultivation greatly improved, he also brought this low-level secret skill to its extreme, and now he can travel thousands of miles in one trip.
Of course, for a truly strong person, this distance is completely negligible, so Zhong Zihao usually doesn't bother to use it.
It's just that the current situation is weird, and it would be a good thing to keep a little more distance. Maybe after this trouble, the treasure will stop chasing me?
But the result obviously disappointed him. After the distance was increased, the connection between the two parties did not decrease, but the chaos beads in the soul consciousness trembled more and more violently.
In desperation, Zhong Zihao continued to tear apart the void... until he was fifty thousand miles away.
At such a distance, no matter with the naked eye or soul power, it is impossible for the strong men of the major forces to detect themselves, which is a little more psychological comfort.
Zhong Zihao's speed did not slow down and he continued to fly out of the desert. During the process, his mind was racing at high speed, thinking of ways to escape the situation.
No one noticed that their every move had been watched by a white-haired young man.
The white-haired young man is naturally Shang Xingyun. At this moment, he is hiding thousands of miles high in the sky, with a faint smile on his face, looking at everything below with interest.
"A bunch of idiots dare to take advantage of me in the Taichu Realm. I'll deal with you later...Forget it, you are the people of the major divine courts after all. Let you suffer a little to relieve the tightness in your chest."
"Haha, it's strange for the boy named Zhong. He can't be tempted by a divine object like the Taichu Realm that even all the gods and kings are jealous of. Who told you that you are the person chosen by me? I will help you in a moment."
"Oh yes, you seem to want to kill that Yechen, I will create opportunities for you."
"However, there are indeed many secrets in your boy's body. In the Taixu Realm after the death of the Lord of Space, there are too few people who can master the magical power of space."
"Of course, this young master will not be surprised. Otherwise, how could you be the person whose fate is unpredictable according to Master?"
"Hey, let me go to the front to decorate it first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Xingyun covered a thousand miles with one step, and disappeared without a trace after a few steps.
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One night passed and the sky was twilight. Zhong Zihao finally emerged from the desert of death and could smell the fresh scent of vegetation.
But he didn't dare to stay at all, because the mysterious treasure he sensed was only less than 20,000 miles away from him. What was even more helpless was that until now, he had not been able to think of a way to escape.
"No matter what, since there is no way to avoid it, let's have a showdown of blood and fire. Even if I die, I will drag a few people along with me to be buried with him!"
Zhong Zihao's eyes gradually became firm, and his aura of overlooking all living things rose up, and he looked for a canyon and swept away.
Behind, a group of strong men were almost so angry that they vomited blood. They chased him all night long. Except for Ye Chen, no one in this group even touched the skin of the treasure.
This treasure is really strange. It keeps moving at this speed, but as long as someone grabs it with magical powers, it can dodge on its own, which is quite spiritual.
Not only that, it can also adjust the time flow rate within a certain range at any time, which can always make the strong ones miss.
However, the more this happens, the more determined everyone is to obtain the treasure.
During the flight, everyone also discovered something. It seemed that Cang Yihan and Yu Yunshang, who destroyed the Shenting, did not follow. Did they just give up on the robbery?
Jun Luochen, Yun Mu, Gu Song and other five powerful men in the seventh step of the Heaven Realm looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
But soon, these doubts were thrown out of the window. Without a strong competitor, wouldn't everyone's chances be greater?
Finally, the boundless desert of death disappeared.
All the strong men were overjoyed. There were no obstacles in the desert, and there was nothing they could do to get the treasure. But when they went outside, whether they entered the jungle or the mountains, the movement of the treasure would be affected.
At that time, it is the best time for everyone to take action.
"Everyone, I believe you have all seen that this kind of magical object is very weird. It is too scary for us to catch it alone. We might as well put aside our prejudices first and work together to subdue it. As for its final ownership, everyone will depend on their own abilities."
During the flyby, Lone Song sent a message to several people to suggest something.
Of course, he only conveyed messages to a few strong men in the seventh step of the Heavenly Realm. The rest, except for Ye Chen from the same camp, didn't care at all.
"Okay!" Yun Mu answered first with a gloomy face.
"I have no objection!" Jun Luochen followed closely.
"That's it!"
"Hey, everyone has his own way, I like it!"
While several people were answering, a giant peak appeared in front of them. The treasure that shone with yellow and green light shook slightly and actually passed through it without shattering the giant peak.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect this thing to have such magical effects. They really didn't know if the method they thought of before was still feasible?
"Buzz..."
In a daze, everyone seemed to have passed through a barrier at the same time. This barrier could not be detected by either eyes or soul power, and it actually escaped the perception of a group of powerful people at the peak of the Celestial Realm.
After everyone reacted, they were in unspeakable pain.
"Where is this?"
In the sky and earth where yellow sand was flying, there were fierce hurricanes sweeping across the sky. Jun Luochen looked at such a familiar scene and was horrified in his heart. He screamed: "How could I suddenly return to the desert of death!"
"Ouch...roar!"
In a deep mountain where the energy of heaven and earth was raging, Lone Pine looked at the ferocious beasts flying from all directions. Each one exuded an extremely terrifying aura, and opened its ferocious mouth, and instantly launched a group attack on him.
"How could it be like this...killing!"
Lone Song was furious, and with a flash of silver light, he sacrificed his magic weapon and began an earth-shattering killing spree.
Yun Mu was teleported to an abyss filled with corrosive mist. The gloomy environment made him roar hysterically...
Almost everyone was individually teleported to a certain corner of the Ancient Oni Tomb.