C312 Dreaming reunion

When Yi Yan arrived at the Weapons Sect encampment, he couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief when he saw that the Nine Palace Mountain Suppressing Formation was still intact in front of him. In the end, he didn't come too late.

The relaxed Yi Yan slightly paused for a moment, his hands continuously moved, forming hand seals one after another, just as he was about to descend towards the Nine Palace Mountain Suppressing Formation.

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Suddenly, Yi Yan stopped his movements, because, before he could release his technique, the array in front of him had already opened by itself, and a group of people walked out.

Looking up, Yi Yan was suddenly stunned. He stared fixedly in front of him, and didn't even realize that the hand sign he was holding had dissipated.

Because, the ones walking at the very front was not Xie Yunlei, nor was it Shangguan Hong and Du Gang, but their family which they hadn't seen since they had flown to the Four Realms.

It was only when the group of people walked to their front that Yi Yan finally reacted, his eyes revealing surprise and joy.

But before he could say anything, Ouyang Qian had already stepped forward and tightly hugged him.

 "Yan'er!" All these years have been hard on you! "

Ouyang Qian, who had long known about Yi Yan's experiences after ascending, caressed his son's face and tears rolled down his cheeks.

As for Yi Yang and the others, they were watching them while laughing. Mu Yao had even stealthily turned his head and wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes.

Yi Yan allowed his mother to embrace him. He extended his right hand and lightly patted Ouyang Qian's back, consoling her in a soft voice, "Mom, I'm fine now, right? You don't have to worry. "

At this time, Ouyang Qian realized that she had lost control of herself and quickly wiped away the tears on her face.

Yi Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and went up to meet his father and grandmother one by one., who was about to kneel and kowtow after waving his hand to stop his excited expression, supported Ouyang Qian with one hand and Mu Yao with the other, heading towards the Lingxiao Pavilion.

They had not seen each other for thousands of years, and there was too much to say between them.

Wu Zhuo was an immortal in the early stages of Luo Tian Immortal, so his Chaotic Realm was pretty good as well.

Unfortunately, his luck was really too bad. More than ten thousand years ago, when his cultivation was still in the late stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, he was caught by a Demon Lord, and was restricted in his soul by the Demon Lord named Lu Yuan, and was forced to do something for him.

In this chaotic world where there was no order and where strength spoke no words, forcing others to become slaves was not a surprising thing.

It was just that most of these slaves were low level immortals with strength in the Heavenly Immortal and Golden Immortal realms. After their cultivation broke through to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, most of the restrictions would be lifted and they would join any organizations that tried to capture them.

However, this couldn't be blamed on Demon Lord Lu Yuan, and could only be blamed on Wu Zhuo himself.

Because he possessed a very rare and special ability — — Brewing Immortal Wine, and it just so happened that Lu Yuan Demon Lord was a man who was addicted to alcohol, so Wu Zhuo was Wu Zhuo's "slave".

He had worn this hat for over ten thousand years, and judging from the current situation, it was very likely that he would need to continue wearing it.

At this moment, Wu Zhuo was wandering alone in the depths of the Chaotic Realm, in a place that belonged to Chen Yi's Star Domain. He was muttering curses as he searched through every planet, hoping to find the medicinal ingredients needed to brew a Celestial Wine as soon as possible and leave this damned place that annoyed him.

Suddenly, Wu Zhuo, who was looking around from atop a Desolation Planet, stared fixedly at a corner at the foot of the mountain on his right, an ecstatic expression appearing on his face.

 Heavenly Soul Grass!

It was the Sky Soul Grass!

In the four realms, the vast majority of medicinal herbs could only bring out the greatest effect after being refined into a pill. If one took it directly, they would not even be able to absorb ten percent of the medicinal efficacy.

However, there was an exception to everything, and the Heavenly Spirit Grass was an exception to the list of medicinal ingredients!

This kind of top grade medicine not only can be directly consumed without any danger, it can also be used to over 80% effectiveness!

More importantly, it was used to heal the soul injuries, and it was also very effective for the restrictions on the soul!

Which is to say, if he could consume a stalk of Heavenly Soul Grass, Wu Zhuo would have a chance of escaping the control of Lu Yuan Demon Lord and regaining his freedom!

But how could this not make Wu Zhuo go wild with joy?

Wu Zhuo's throat moved slightly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face flushed red, his eyes unblinking as he stared at the Heavenly Soul Grass that was about to mature, its entire body emitting a faint purple light, and walked towards it as though he was possessed.

At this time, in Wu Zhuo's eyes, other than the Heavenly Soul Grass, everything else, including a pair of oily green eyes that was hidden in a cave not too far away from the Heavenly Soul Grass, had already disappeared.

Wu Zhuo walked very slowly, as if each step he took made him feel more at ease. He was even more convinced that the freedom he longed for for for more than ten thousand years was not a dream, but an existence that he could truly touch.

However, even if his speed was slow, the distance between Wu Zhuo and the Sky Soul Grass was always limited.

After two hours, Wu Zhuo finally arrived at a place that was only about ten meters away from the Heavenly Soul Grass.

Once again, he took another step forward. Holding his breath, Wu Zhuo stretched out his trembling right hand towards the Sky Soul Grass.

At this moment, the Heavenly Spirit Grass was his only hope for freedom.

Just as Wu Zhuo's hands were about to touch the Sky Soul Grass, a sudden change occurred!

Accompanied by a wave of fishy wind, a huge black shadow jumped out from the cave behind the Sky Soul Grass. A sharp claw that seemed to be able to pierce through steel swept across the Sky Soul Grass, and ruthlessly clawed at the top of Wu Zhuo's head.

 Not good!

The moment the foul wind hit his face, he broke out in a cold sweat. Crap!

How could he, an immortal who spent all his time dealing with all kinds of medicinal plants, forget about it? As long as it was a rare medicinal plant, the special aura it emitted could attract all kinds of demon beasts.

This thought flashed across Wu Zhuo's mind, but he did not stop moving. The moment the black figure pounced towards him, he suddenly stopped moving, his right foot fiercely stomped on the ground and flew backwards, barely dodging the attack of the sharp claw.

After the missed attack, the black shadow hesitated for a moment. After Wu Zhuo retreated far away, it didn't pursue him. Instead, it slightly lowered its body and unceasingly let out a "wu wu" sound.

The low roar seemed to be warning the human to leave this place quickly.

At this time, Wu Zhuo finally had the chance to size up the black figure that had ruined his plans.

It was good that he didn't look. But this time, Wu Zhuo's heart suddenly thumped loudly.

A: How is this a demon beast with intelligence?

It was clearly a fierce beast that had yet to open its wisdom!

After stopping in front of the Heavenly Soul Grass, the blurry shadow became clear. It looked like a cheetah, with a length of about six meters, from head to toe, it was more than three meters tall, its pitch black fur stood up like steel needles. Its blood-red eyes emitted a fierce light, staring straight at Wu Zhuo and paying attention to his every action.

 Black Wind Leopard!

Wu Zhuo groaned on the inside. The Black Wind Leopard in front of him was obviously already in its maturation phase, and its strength was no weaker than his.

However, Heavenly Soul Grass was Wu Zhuo's hope of regaining his freedom, so he did not cower in the slightest. Instead, he secretly made up his mind to take it as soon as possible.

His gaze swept past the Black Wind Leopard's enormous figure and stopped on the Heavenly Soul Grass for a few seconds. Wu Zhuo expressionlessly took out his own flying sword, summoning his Immortal Armor and put it on.

Perhaps it was for the safety of Wu Zhuo when he went out to search for brewing materials, Lu Yuan Demon Lord gave him a High Ranked Immortal Sword and a Middle Ranked Immortal Armor to raise his strength.

These two Immortal Artifact were what Wu Zhuo was most relying on right now.

His footsteps slowly shifted, and Wu Zhuo circled around half a kilometer away from the Black Wind Leopard, arriving at its side.

Obviously, he didn't want the Heavenly Soul Grass to be destroyed by the aftermath of his battle with the Black Wind Leopard.

The Black Wind Leopard seemed to have the same thought. Just as Wu Zhuo landed on the ground, the Black Wind Leopard's powerful hind leg suddenly stomped on the ground, and its entire body soared into the air, pouncing fiercely towards Wu Zhuo. It also wanted to choose the location of the battlefield as far away from the Heavenly Soul Grass as possible.

At the same time Black Wind Leopard pounced forward, Wu Zhuo's figure quickly retreated, hoping to increase the distance between him and Black Wind Leopard. He knew that in terms of close combat, he was far from being a match for Black Wind Leopard.

Unfortunately, the Black Wind Leopard's strength was not one bit inferior to Wu Zhuo's, and its speed was even a little bit faster. When Wu Zhuo had just retreated less than five kilometers, the Black Wind Leopard's huge figure had already caught up, and extended its right claw as it smashed towards Wu Zhuo.

At this moment, Wu Zhuo was retreating at full speed because he didn't have any extra immortal elemental energy to change his direction.

At this critical moment, a ruthless glint flashed across Wu Zhuo's eyes. He raised the Immortal Sword in his right hand and moved it towards the Black Wind Leopard's right claw.

 "Chi..."

"Bam!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering flesh rang out from the point of contact between the right claw of the Black Wind Leopard and Wu Zhuo's Immortal Sword. Blocked by the huge recoil, the Black Wind Leopard's speed instantly slowed down.

Wu Zhuo, who had been forced to fight Black Wind Leopard at close range, was in an even worse situation. His body, which had already flown backwards, could no longer control itself, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, his body instantly lost control. With a speed that was several times faster than before, he crashed into a mountain wall behind him.

As the mountain shook, Wu Zhuo's entire being was deeply buried by the rocks that fell from the sky.

Shaking its head, the Black Wind Leopard seemed very satisfied with the result of killing Wu Zhuo with one blow. It ignored the bleeding right claw and turned around, walking back towards the Sky Soul Grass.

In this chaotic world where there was no order and where strength spoke no words, forcing others to become slaves was not a surprising thing.

The sound once again attracted the attention of the Black Wind Leopard.

He couldn't help but look behind him. The Black Wind Leopard was surprised to discover that the "little reptile" was buried under the rubble.

At this moment, he had already rushed out from the rubble and was suspended in midair with a cold expression. The Immortal Sword in his hand that caused him so much damage was aimed at him and the milky white light was also becoming brighter and brighter.

 "Go to hell!"

Wu Zhuo's eyes spewed fire as he poured all the Immortal Elemental Energy in his body into the Immortal Sword. When the Immortal Sword's light reached its brightest, he suddenly shook his hand and fiercely stabbed the Immortal Sword into the Black Wind Leopard on the ground.

The Black Wind Leopard instinctively realized that this strike was different from the one it executed just now. With its strength, it would definitely not be able to face the strike head on, or else it would inevitably be heavily injured.

The instant it realized this, the Black Wind Leopard suddenly moved. Instead of advancing, it retreated, opening its bloody mouth, showing off its fangs that flickered with a cold light, and fiercely rushing towards Wu Zhuo, who temporarily did not have a weapon in hand.

However, before he could even take a few steps, Wu Zhuo's Immortal Sword had already ruthlessly pierced into its original position, blasting a huge pit that was hundreds of meters deep.

After a short period of silence, the ground suddenly began to shake violently once again. A deep, bottomless gully extended from the ground, extending thousands of miles away, and the Black Wind Leopard, who was running at full speed, was caught off guard as well. Together with the Heavenly Soul Grass that it had guarded for many years, it fell deeply into the ground.

As he watched all of this with his mouth wide open, Wu Zhuo's brain couldn't wrap its head around it for a moment.

God!

Even a Immortal Lord Ranker might not be able to create such an effect!

However, Wu Zhuo's question was quickly answered.

At the center of the crack in the ground, an extremely thick surge of Myriad Spirit Qi suddenly soared into the sky, accompanied by a dazzling golden light.