Chapter 342

Boom!

Click!

Thunder billowed. Over the altar, the burning flame suddenly burst out a hot and strong light that day, just like the golden black of a round of explosion. The light was shining brightly, up and down the world, nearly a hundred miles away!

The blue shirt old man holding the fire in his palm tightened his eyes, his body trembled violently, and then roared like a shell hitting the altar from the air!

"Zhiya ~ Ka!".

The whole altar was completely cracked, boulders were flying, and sawdust was vertical and horizontal, mixed with runaway aura, forming an energy turbulence within a radius of 500 feet.

When the aura turbulence stopped, the hard stones and ancient spirit wood that had flown into the air suddenly turned into smoke and dust and disappeared!

The old man looked up at the sky with cold eyes. At this time, the sky disaster flame formed a vast light wave, which spread rapidly and far away at a height of hundreds of feet in a plane.

As the energy fluctuation disappeared, the colorful light like auspicious clouds drifted away with the wind and the rain poured down, which soon cooled the hot breath in the air.

"Grandpa!".

"Wuji, divine medicine, I have seen my ancestor!".

Elder Shenyao and elder Wuji quickly flew from the dark night, approached and bowed to the old man in blue.

"Is it all right to sacrifice the temple and the ancient tomb of the ancestors?".

"Don't worry, these two places are intact.".

The old man in blue looked cold and turned to look at the night in the distance.

On the earth, in addition to the remaining rubble, there are only huge footprints on the ground that are four feet long. The footprints are deep in the ground. Every interval is ten feet away!

"Hum!".

The old man sent out a strong low hum in his nostrils. With a sudden move, a long sword emitting green light appeared out of thin air and was held in the palm of his hand by the old man.

As soon as this sword comes out, the surrounding space immediately distorts and vibrates, and there are faint signs of tearing!

When the magic medicine and Wuji behind them saw the green sword, their eyes shrank at the same time, and their faces were shocked!

This sword is called counter Jie. It is a powerful quasi artifact!

Old man Lan Shan has never been born against Jie for hundreds of years since he became the ancestor of Chu.

Now the old ancestor even offered a sacrifice against Jie, and both of them were surprised! I don't know what grandpa is going to do!?

"The war spirit is out of control. Never let it leave alive! This sword is the end!".

The old man in blue shirt looked gloomy. A essence flowed out of his palm and poured into the anti Jie sword. When he stood up, the anti Jie sword sent out a bright sword spirit, and then turned into a dark green sword shadow seven feet long and three feet wide. He separated from the sword body, flew into the distant darkness, and chased down in the direction where the huge footprints on the ground disappeared.

Dozens of miles away, the powerful fighting spirit is still running forward, and has gradually escaped from the core area of Chu's ancestral land.

Lin Yue and Chu ling'er lie on the shoulders of Zhan Ling and feel the roaring wind in their ears. This Zhan Ling takes one step, which is ten feet. Its great body is full of wild energy. Lin Yue estimates that even if he guards the sword, he can barely catch up with this speed!

"Bang bang!".

Zhan Ling's action shook the surrounding buildings. The small buildings on both sides shook everywhere. If the quality was a little worse, they would collapse.

"Woo ~".

Behind him, a sharp roar broke the air suddenly!

Lin Yue looked back, and then saw a little green light and shadow from a distance. The light and shadow was like a dragon in the dark. Passing through the sky, there would be powerful energy turbulence around and burst out lightning!

"Warspirit, speed up!".

Lin Yue's eyes shrank suddenly and felt a destructive force coming from the green light. Although the force was not fierce, the pressure on Lin Yue was also very profound, which made his soul tremble and his hands and feet cold!

"Roar!".

Zhan Ling was instructed by Lin Yue. He roared up to the sky and suddenly accelerated his speed. Lin Yue felt a strong vigorous wind blowing from the head, and the vigorous wind blew on his cheeks. Even his strong physique made his skin numb!

Lin Yue held Chu ling'er in his arms and blocked the strong vigorous wind for her. He looked at the rear and stared at the green shadow that came quickly!

The green electricity galloped and split the darkness. Although it delayed the time to catch up, the two continued to approach!

At present, Lin Yue can't catch up with the speed of the fighting spirit even if he is chased by the imperial sword, but the green electric shock comes and keeps getting closer to the fighting spirit, which shows that the speed of the green shadow flying is much faster than Lin Yue!

"Woo ~".

The green shadow was deep and soon caught up with a thousand feet away!

At this time, within the vision of the pupil of Lin Yue Shura, he had clearly seen that it was a sword shadow!

The green sword spirit is bright and deep, just like the color of endless forest plants in the deep spring season!

In the sword Qi, there is a supreme killing intention!

The killing machine overflows from the shadow of the sword, and the excited surrounding space is like a living water wave, constantly rolling!

"There is no magic weapon entity! This is a sword spirit!".

Lin Yue was even more frightened. In the shadow of the green sword, he was impressively composed of a sword spirit, but there was no body of the spirit sword!

"It's a wusheng attack!".

A god cultivator can release Zhenyuan to form sword Qi by cultivating divine power and nature. The deeper the cultivation is, the higher the martial arts level is, the farther Zhenyuan is away from the body and the greater the power is!

However, sword Qi is only the energy form of Zhenyuan after all. Once it leaves the body for too long, it will disappear!

Generally speaking, even the realm of Emperor Wu, or even the realm of Emperor Wu, can only be from one cup of tea to ten cups of tea outside the body!

In the realm of Wu Sheng, the cultivation of nature is close to perfection, and the understanding of divine power and Taoism is profound, which can be said to be even Mahayana.

The sword Qi sent by a few martial saints can leave the body for far more than the limit of Emperor Wu, up to about one meal!

Now the green sword shadow chased from the rear has lasted for a cup of tea, and the flight distance has exceeded tens of miles. The energy is still complete and has not lost much, which shows that it was sent by the martial saint!

"It must have been the ancestor of Chu's ancestral land! This old bastard, why didn't the sky robbery flame kill him!".

Lin Yue chewed his teeth and scolded. Looking at the rapid approach from a distance, there was only 800 feet of green sword left. He felt his scalp numb and cursed the old guy secretly. It was really cruel!

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Ling rushed out for dozens of miles, and the green sword shadow had chased 400 feet behind him! The powerful sword intention and killing machine can be traced back, and there is a trend to cover the war spirit gradually!

"Warspirit man! Can you speed up any more!?" Lin Yue knew that once he was shrouded by the killing machine emitted by the sword, the warspirit potential would be greatly affected, and the speed would probably slow down. At that time, he would be finished directly!

"Roar!".

Zhan Ling roared with heavy breathing. Lin Yue felt that the big muscle under him was shrinking. His towering body suddenly shook and became shorter!

"I'll go!".

Lin Yue was almost thrown off by Zhan Ling, and hurriedly grabbed the convex corner of Zhan Ling's shoulder armor. The ancient and clumsy clothes of Zhan Ling were quite distinctive. There were two feet long folds on both shoulders, just for Lin Yue to grasp.

"Dong!".

Zhan Ling stretched his arms forward and directly supported the ground. Then he stepped on his legs with force, and his feet made a dull roar. Then the whole huge body jumped up, flew hundreds of feet, and roared over a forest!

"Hoo ~", the strong cold wind mixed with raindrops hit Lin Yue, making a crisp sound, and Lin Yue's skin turned red!

When Lin Yue covered his cheek and isolated the wind and rain, he found that the war spirit under him had returned to the most primitive beast running posture!