Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters get out of trouble
Zi Ling, Fire Ling and Ice Ling came out of seclusion, and they all made major breakthroughs. At this moment, they were all in the realm of spiritual connection, and everyone was happy and excited.
This scene made Ye Hanfeng a little uncomfortable. He thought that in the past few years, he had practiced hard in seclusion and had made great progress in strength, and he would no longer be at the bottom of the team.
Unexpectedly, the cultivation levels of a few special creatures surpassed him in an instant, and now the gap is even wider.
Zhong Zihao had expected the breakthrough of the Fire Spirit and the Ice Spirit, but the fact that the Purple Spirit could also obtain such an improvement puzzled him.
On this day, all the senior officials of the Yinsha clan gathered together, and even thousands of clan members gathered around, and everyone showed a look of reluctance. Because today, they wanted to see off Zhong Zihao and others.
"Sister, please don't leave, Tongtong can't bear to leave you."
A seven or eight-year-old girl held Zi Ling's arm and swayed reluctantly.
In the past few days after leaving seclusion, Zi Ling mingled with the children of the Yin Sha tribe and asked them to call her "eldest sister". This scene made Huo Ling Bing Ling touch her forehead with her hand, and her status turned out to be the same as that of a little kid?
Unexpectedly, within a few days, these children could not bear to part with their new playmates.
"You have to be good. My eldest sister went out to find something fun for you. Next time she comes, she will bring it to you. Everyone has a share."
"real?"
"Of course it's true. How could eldest sister lie to you?"
"Yeah!"
Huo Ling and Ice Ling looked at each other. At this moment, they had a rare agreement and felt that it was necessary to give the eldest sister a good argument.
On the other side, the old woman who had been hiding in the cave had straightened her body, her face was a little brighter, and she looked at Zhong Zihao affectionately: "Little brother, it doesn't matter if you can't get out, come back and work with us to find a solution."
"Okay!" Zhong Zihao chuckled.
"Sir, I know you are eager to break through in your cultivation. If you successfully escape, you can go to the Luoxia Stream in Wujitian. You may be able to gain something." Meng Ye said solemnly.
"Luoxia Stream!"
Zhong Zihao's heart moved. The other party would never mention this place without a chance, so he asked doubtfully: "What's there?"
"According to the ancient records left by the Yinsha clan, five thousand years ago, Luoxia Stream was a holy place to comprehend the power of origin. Human warriors all liked to go there to break through to the realm of gods."
Mengye explained: "I just don't know if Luoxia Stream has the same effect as before after five thousand years."
"I remember!"
Zhong Zihao wrote down the name and looked at the other person gratefully.
Immediately, he said goodbye to several clan elders one by one. Everyone was not only reluctant to leave, but also looking forward to it. They all hoped that Zhong Zihao could become stronger as soon as possible, destroy the resentful spirit in his ancestor's amputated hand, and let the Yinsha clan see the light of day again!
"Master, we are waiting for you to come back and lead us to conquer the world!"
Behind them, eight towering men stood on one knee, clasping their fists and shouting.
"Okay, everyone, take care!"
Zhong Zihao nodded heavily, feeling a warmth that he hadn't experienced in many years.
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At the exit of the Cursed Land, Zhong Zihao, Ye Hanfeng and Zi Ling gathered together, suspended in the void, and did not look back until a long time passed.
"Okay, follow my instructions and return to the Netherworld. Fire Spirit will take action with me." Zhong Zihao said to several people.
"Brother, I shouldn't be afraid of soul attacks. I heard that existences like souls are naturally afraid of the power of thunder and lightning." Zi Ling wanted to stay and help.
"Master, if necessary, call me to take action at any time!" Bing Ling also said.
Only Ye Hanfeng remained silent and clenched his hands, secretly hating that he was too weak to help at such a critical moment.
"Go ahead, I will call you out if necessary!"
Zhong Zihao raised his hand, and the black flame demon sword jumped into his palm again.
Zi Ling wanted to say something else, but was pulled by Ye Hanfeng and returned to the Netherworld with Bing Ling.
"Master, I am ready and can take action at any time!"
Huo Ling looked forward. He was not laughing at this moment, his face was solemn.
"Walk!"
The two looked at each other, and the majestic power slowly bloomed, turning into two streams of light and shooting out.
As expected, the strong evil aura and the force of suction came at the same time. The speed of the two of them suddenly dropped sharply, and they felt like they were stuck in a quagmire. They were well prepared and their eyes were calm, but their methods of coping were completely different.
"suck!"
As before, Zhong Zihao transformed into a black hole and sucked all the evil spirits around him into his body.
"Burn it for me!"
Fire Spirit put his hands together and pulled together, and a wall of white fire suddenly condensed, burning the extremely rich evil spirit as if it was about to ignite the void.
"Poxu!"
Zhong Zihao knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he took action decisively. All the evil energy he had breathed into his body exploded, the black flame demon sword flew out, and the majestic pressure swept across the world.
At the same time he shouted: "Fire Spirit!"
The fire spirit understood, and a power surged that made people shocked. This time, there were purple, black, and white flames. In Zhong Zihao's view, that kind of power seemed to be far different from what Feng Qi left behind.
The difference between Feng Yan and Feng Yan is not very big.
The sea of fire had just covered the sky, and the evil spirit mixed with resentment had already invaded the sea of soul consciousness.
"Hahaha, I am different, I ignore soul attacks!"
The fire spirit looked up to the sky and laughed, using the sea of fire to push back the sucking force, and the two men's figures were temporarily stagnant.
When Zhong Zihao woke up, his joy had not fully bloomed yet, and his brows were already slightly wrinkled.
Although the two of them were not pulled back to the cursed land by the suction force due to the help of the sea of fire, the power of the fire spirit alone seemed to be enough to compete with them, and they had no energy left to fly forward.
Since Huo Ling can't do it, we can only take him away by ourselves.
However, just as this thought arose, the soul attack struck into his mind again.
After repeating this process, although Zhong Zihao had the help of the Chaos Bead and was not afraid of the danger of his life, the two of them could not move at all, and they were locked in a stalemate with the attack and suction of the resentful spirit in mid-air.
At this moment, he was extremely anxious. The fire spirit that exploded with all its strength would not last long. When the latter's power was exhausted, the two of them would still return to the cursed land.
"Get out of here!"
Suddenly, a young voice sounded from the front, and a petite figure in a purple dress suddenly appeared. Immediately, countless purple thunderbolts as thick as arms fell from the sky, knocking back the soul attack that came again.
"Boom...poof!"
Amidst the thunder, Zi Ling's face instantly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the air.
It turned out that this girl had been paying attention to the situation outside, and when she saw that the two of them could not escape, she rushed out of the Netherworld on her own despite Zhong Zihao's instructions.
"Purple Spirit!"
Zhong Zihao's eyes were splitting. The person who helped them this time was actually the girl he had always regarded as his little sister.
His body flashed out in an instant to catch the purple spirit, and with his other hand he picked up the fire spirit, increasing his speed to the extreme and shooting out.
After flying a few miles, I felt that all the restraints were gone, and I suddenly raised my empty hand, and the three figures disappeared without a trace.
[PS: Today’s update is over. I originally planned to write three chapters, but ended up staying up all night without moving a single word. I was revising the layout of the first 50 chapters...]