“Brother — —” Yang Junxiu cried out in shock.
held a hand to his chest, but there was not a single drop of blood flowing out of the wound. The aura around his body had indeed disappeared quickly, so he only had enough time to smile, and then, he fell down from the sky.
It was not because Yang Hua had blocked the fatal blow for Yang Junxiu at the last moment, but because of the mysterious smile that appeared on’s face when he fell from the sky.
However, even if there was danger, he had to finish off this White Tiger first!
But just as the King was about to make his move, Yang Junxiu, who was standing right in front of him, suddenly turned and fled!
Just such a short period of time was enough for Yang Junxiu to complete the most crucial part of the White Tiger Reincarnation Secret Technique.
After absorbing all the essence and blood essence of her body, her primordial spirit, which was still half a step away from advancing into the fairyland, completed the Pure Yang Transformation quickly. Furthermore, because she had inherited the White Tiger’s highest level body forging, her gigantic essence and energy was still left intact. Even while Yang Junxiu was running away, she continued to turn into a immortal elemental energy and raise her cultivation in the Primordial Immortal.
No matter how amazing Yang Junxiu’s secret technique was, to be able to save him when her body had failed to become a saint and was on the verge of collapsing, to be able to raise his cultivation level and maintain it at the Primordial Immortal, that was already a miracle.
At most, Celestial Sovereign had only bought Yang Junxiemporary chance to escape. In fact, even now, she was still in danger of losing her life at any moment.
With a flash, his speed was so fast that it was hard for people to catch a glimpse of him. In the blink of an eye, he had once again caught up to Yang Junxiu from behind.
Seeing that Yang Junxiu was doomed, not only did whose body had gradually stabilized, she did not continue to flee. Instead, she turned around abruptly, and went face to face with the Rotary King who had caught up to him.
Although the Revolving King did not expect Yang Junxiu to still have the guts to do that, it was only because she knew that she could not escape death and counterattacked.
Aesult, the Revolving King’s hands did not hesitate at all. A short Divine Needle instantly flew out, aimed straight for Yang Junxiu’s chest.
With that finishing blow, as well as Yang Junshan’s avatar helping you withstand the attack, who could save you now?
However, just as the Revolving King’s cruel smile was hanging on his face, he was shocked senseless by Yang Junxiu’s loud howl, which was filled with bloodlust, and his original smile froze on his face.
“Aooouuu ~ ~ ~”
Yang Junxiu gave up on absorbing the remaining essence and blood from the demon body, and instead turned the purest form of blood essence into a blood fiend, using this sound to spray out.
The White Tiger was born to restrain the Ghost Cultivators race. Otherwise, the Ghost Cultivators clan wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble to try and destroy the White Tiger bloodline.
At most, Yang Junxiu would only be a White Tiger Demonic Cultivator who had just advanced to Primordial Immortal.
And the King of Cycle, on the other hand, was a veteran Golden Immortal who had achieved Golden Body Wonderland that spanned hundreds to thousands of years.
But so what?
When the Revolving King bore the brunt of the attack and was sprayed by Yang Junxiu’s bloody essence onto her face, White Tiger’s natural restraining power towards the Ghost Cultivators caused the Golden Immortal to be momentarily at a loss. The Immortal Needle that was aimed at Yang Junxiu’s chest immediately seemed to have been drunk, as it brushed past Yang Junxiu’s body and pierced the air.
Yang Junxiu calmly retreated, but in reality, if she had stayed behind, she would have at least pushed her cultivation all the way to the peak of Primordial Immortal.
Everything was for the sake of preserving his life!
However, after being thwarted so many times, how could the Revolving King just let it go? Instead, he became even angrier!
“Yang Junxiu!”
The Revolving King’s low roar was like a volcano about to erupt, brewing with boundless anger.
No matter how powerful the White Tiger’s life’s blood fiend was, the gap between Yang Junshan and the Revolving King was still too big. Even if the King was caught off guard, it wouldn’t take long for him to completely get rid of the restraining power.
However, things happened again and again, but they could not be repeated again and again!
After failing to kill Yang Junxiu with an absolute advantage, if there was still a third or fourth chance, it would be unjustifiable.
This time, Revolving King was too lazy to use the Ghost Clan’s Concealment Technique anymore. He had absolute confidence and power, so even if it was in a head-on fight, he could still kill Yang Junxiu in one hit. Not to mention that the speed of the King would be even faster, so fast that Yang Junxiu wouldn’t be able to react!
And in fact, Yang Junxiu also did not give any more reactions!
As the distance between the two shortened, Revolving King saw that Yang Junxiu stood there motionlessly, her expression abnormally calm.
[Is he finally resigned to his fate?]
That’s not right!
In that seemingly calm expression, Yang Junxiu’s eyes flashed with endless ridicule!
The ghost clan’s sense of danger was the best in the universe!
In an instant, the Revolving King sensed that a great danger had arrived.
But so what?
There were some dangers that even if one could sense them, or even sense them an instant in advance, there was no way to avoid them!
However, the King of Wheels was still the King of Wheels after all. Not only did he sense the arrival of danger, he also sensed the source of danger!
When the space on both sides around him started to look like two walls, not only was it impossible for him to escape, but it was also pressing towards the center. When the Rotating Wheel King suddenly turned his head to the right rear, a tall figure could vaguely be seen in the depths of the dark yellow Source Sea of Clouds.
Vaguely, the Revolving King saw that the person only stretched out his hand and pinched the air, instantly crushing the body of the King. Blood and chunks of flesh spread in the air like a flat plane, and in the middle were the bones and the small fragments of the immortal equipment.
When the Revolving King’s final consciousness vanished, what remained in his mind was only that tall figure and that pair of unfathomable eyes on his face.
“Yang …” “Big Luo …”
As the King’s consciousness sank into darkness, the world became silent.
… ….
Just at that moment, in the Tuo Wu Shan, Zhong Kui who was imprisoning Bao Yuer and Zhong Jiu, who was preparing to come into contact with the Immortal Soul barrier the moment Yang Junxiu fell, suddenly had a feeling, followed by a terrifying shock.
Amidst Bao Yuer and Zhong Jiu’s astonished and confused gazes, Zhong Kui looked at the two of them with a complicated expression. Soon after, the two undead ghost s felt something flash before their eyes and they completely lost track of Zhong Kui.
It was only at this moment that Zhong Jiu and the others realized that the restrictive barrier that bound their bodies had already disappeared without them knowing when it had happened.
“What should we do?” Zhong Jiu was momentarily at a loss.
Bao Yuer, however, did not say a word as she headed towards the western mountains to the north.
“Sigh… You, forget it, wait for me! ” Zhong Jiu immediately followed.
… ….
Somewhere deep in the ocean is a mystery.
A great being who seemed to have been here since time immemorial suddenly moved his tightly shut eyes and a distant voice came out from his mouth, “I’ve found you!”
In the originally silent and desolate void, a subtle ripple suddenly appeared somewhere else. It was quickly fleeing in the direction of this ancient existence, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if it had escaped thousands of kilometers away.
“Hehe …”
A light laugh came from this ancient existence’s mouth. He slowly raised his hand. It seemed to be a normal action, but it seemed to be accompanied by a boundless charm. Then he extended his finger, but there was no trace of momentum behind it.
However, when the finger suddenly stopped in the air, the spatial ripple that was rapidly retreating disappeared withourace, as if all that had just happened did not exist. This ancient existence merely raised his hand in boredom.
… ….
In the skies of the western mountains, Yang Junshan had returned!
“Flee …” “Run away…”
It was unknown which Great Divine Cultivator among the Source Sea of Clouds let out a shout, causing the existences gathered in and around the Western Mountain to immediately scatter.
This person was an existence that was comparable to Great Luo Wonderland!
He knew about Yang Junshan’s legendary strength, but didn’t know about his current cultivation.
Even the Reincarnation King of the ten ghost ancestors, an existence that was as experienced as a Golden Immortal was actually crushed to death by Yang Junshan without any resistance!
… …. He had been crushed to death!
Although he did not know much about Yang Junshan, but the strength Yang Junshan had displayed on the spot had scared him away!
However, only by participating in the siege of Western Mountain’s Madame Yang would the Golden Immortal know what kind of great fear they were facing!
Great Luo Wonderland!
The Golden Immortal level existences had all understood the final waves of consciousness emitted by the Revolving King when he was on the verge of death!
Yang Junshan had already crossed the threshold of what seemed likeavenly moat, and become a true Great Net Golden Immortal!
Without even seeing Yang Junshan take a step, he had already appeared beside Yang Junxiu.
“Brother, don’t let them go!”
Yang Junxiu looked at Yang Junshan with an unusually calm expression.
There was no fear after escaping from death, no joy after meeting Yang Junshan, only pure killing intent.
“I know!”
Yang Junshan nodded heavily, and pressed his hand down in the air. The surrounding dark yellow origin energy instantly turned into a barrier around Yang Junxiu like a swallow returning to its nest.
It was as if Yang Junxiu also had an extraordinary amount of confidence in her promise, to the point where Yang Junxiu didn’t urge him to stay that long. It was just that Peng Ruo sat in the air with no one around him, and started to stabilize his life so that he could barely step into the Primordial Immortal Realm.
