The armored man was a little panicked. He stepped slightly with his legs and wanted to fly up, hoping to use the height difference to escape the attack range of the saint's hand.
But in the end, he found that he had been firmly fixed by the black flame's palm, and he couldn't even straighten his slightly bent legs, let alone fly into the air.
After noticing this change, his expression finally lost its previous futility. He hurriedly took out a yellow leather scroll from his backpack, rubbed his hands together, and tried to activate it to save his life.
Chu Yang reacted very quickly. The moment the light flashed in the opponent's hand, he had already noticed something abnormal. Before the yellow scroll appeared, the Sun Dagger in Chu Yang's hand disappeared directly and turned into Manjushahua.
[Universal bullet? Frost bullet]
At the moment when the opponent's hands were about to rub together, a jet-black bullet flew out of the muzzle of Manshu Shahua's gun and landed on the armored man's right arm.
The next moment, from the bullet hole on his right arm, a frosty white ice mist instantly rolled over his whole body, and together with the yellow leather scroll that the opponent was holding tightly in both hands, they were completely enveloped by this frosty white ice mist.
, turned into a white ice sculpture.
At this time, the black flame palm under his feet had fully erupted. The blazing black flames brought a terrifying breath of destruction. He suddenly held it directly. A moment later, a sizzling burning sound was faintly heard.
Then, there was the scream of the armored man.
In the Resurrection Hall at the rear, Shinhwa Beichen brought Shinhwa March out of the door of the Resurrection Hall with confidence, because not long ago, he received a message from his teacher. Out of his trust in his teacher, he led him without hesitation.
He followed his younger brother out of the Resurrection Hall.
In Resurrection Square, Shinhwa Beichen and Shinhwa March's originally smiling expressions turned extremely ugly the next moment. Hearing the screams from his teacher in the sky, Shinhwa Beichen looked horrified. He never expected that his teacher would actually
He is no match for this saint. You must know that his teacher has been in the realm of legend for hundreds of years and has reached the peak of legend decades ago.
He had been preparing for the king's realm for decades before, and now everything was ready. It could be said that he had already half-stepped into the realm of king. However, he never thought that he was not the one who had just entered the legend.
Rivals of the Saints.
Shinhwa Beichen's face was livid. He turned his head and glanced at Shinhwa Sanyue beside him. A bit of regret flashed through his heart. If he had known that the saint was so strong, how could he have allowed his younger brother to provoke this fierce tiger?
But now it's too late to wake up. Looking at this posture in the sky, the saint seems to have no intention of stopping. His teacher has half-stepped into the gate of the underworld. Now Shinhwa Beichen can only pray secretly in his heart,
Pray that the three king-level ancestors from Purple Thunder City can intervene to stop it.
Otherwise, his legendary peak teacher would definitely die, and without the background of the armored man, Shinhwa Beichen's body trembled, and he could imagine how he would be played to death by Shinhwa Wushuang.
In the sky, Chu Yang looked at the raging black flames in front of him. He was quite happy in his heart that he had defeated a peak legend without even using his legendary talent. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
But before the arc could fully bloom, his face suddenly stiffened, and an indescribable aura acted on him. Chu Yang's body floating in the sky trembled a little, and after staggering for a few minutes, he barely stabilized his figure.
He suddenly raised his head and looked higher into the sky. He saw that just above the Purple Thunder City, boundless clouds and mist were gathering crazily. In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth, which were clear and bright just a moment ago, suddenly turned pitch black.
After the dark clouds and mist in the sky condensed to a certain extent, they finally stopped gathering. Amidst the lightning and thunder, a terrifying black vortex appeared directly from the clouds and mist.
This vortex is so dark that you can't see what's inside it. You only know that it is made up of endless dark clouds. Even the occasional flashes of lightning can't capture the appearance of its interior.
It is like a bottomless abyss, and like a ferocious beast that wants to choose people and devour them, causing the residents of Purple Thunder City below to feel boundless fear in their hearts.
Even Chu Yang felt a little trembling in his heart when he suddenly saw this scene.
And this tremor was exactly the same as when I encountered the terrifying giant hand covering the sky in the red stone ruins.
He murmured to himself: "It won't really be the same as that time, and a big gas hand will be poked out from this whirlpool, right? The King Realm of Purple Thunder City is too pretentious, if you want to stop it, just stop it
Come on, why are you having such a big fight? Do you want to save face and suffer the consequences? Or are you bullying me because I haven't seen the market?"
"you………?"
After Chu Yang's muttering came out, the female voice in his heart suddenly made an angry voice. After Chu Yang heard it, he immediately said:
"What's the matter, sister?"
The female voice's response came soon after. There was a bit of breathlessness and urgency in her tone, as if she was dealing with something at hand.
"I want to tell you something. You must remember it. Go back to Flame Castle immediately, and then send it back to Red Stone City immediately. Quick!"
Chu Yang frowned. He had never heard the female voice in his body be so eager. The other party had always given Chu Yang the impression of being slow and unhurried, as if everything was under control.
Even after the serious cross-border backlash two years ago, the other party was extremely calm afterwards, and was even in the mood to joke with Chu Yang, but today, Chu Yang heard something unusual in his tone.
Without any hesitation, he directly canceled the Saint's Hand, and then rushed towards the Zi Lei Teleportation Square on the side.
Shinhwa Beichen below saw Chu Yang suddenly turning around and leaving without killing the armored man. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time, he suddenly turned his head and shouted to Shinhwa Sanyue beside him:
"I will be your squad leader from now on. Now you only have one last chance to be resurrected. Don't provoke anyone, especially the moonlight in the lotus pond. Otherwise, if you die, don't blame me for not avenging you. Go ahead.
Go back to the Shinhwa station!"
This time Shinhwa March was not dissatisfied. This time he was really frightened by Chu Yang. He looked up at Chu Yang's leaving figure. There was no resentment in his eyes anymore, but only deep fear.
After flying away at the fastest speed, Chu Yang quickly arrived at the Purple Thunder City teleportation array. He stepped into the teleportation array without hesitation, and then clicked to set the coordinates told to him by the female voice in his body.
After paying a lot of doomsday coins, the light of the teleportation array lit up, and Chu Yang's figure gradually disappeared into the teleportation array.
The moment Chu Yang teleported away, a terrifying hand of black mist slowly poked out from the dark whirlpool in the sky, and then struck hard at the Purple Thunder City below.