Chapter 207： 207 Dust Settled (Xie Immortal Flying Meteor Leader

Chapter 207 207 Dust Settled (Xie Immortal Flying Meteor Leader)

The whistling wind kept blowing behind him, and the clothes fluttered.

The huge black ruler in Tie Shura's hand was almost deformed by him.

He was running fast.

The houses on both sides of Hushan Town were quickly left behind by him.

The flow of people and horses on the official roads also became more and more sparse with the distance.

Suddenly, he turned left, rushed down the official road, and crashed into the vast and endless grassland.

On the prairie plain with withered yellow grass leaves, there are only groups of antelope and elk walking slowly with their heads down.

The weeds, which are half a person tall, are constantly shaking with the wind and making waves.

Tie Shura ran wildly, constantly breaking through passages in the weeds.

‘Yuxu Palace!! The group of Daoists have not completely split up at all! They lied to everyone outside! '

Tie Shura once came from that era.

He knew very well that in that era, the rise of the gods, the strong contending for hegemony, and every hegemony-level power had powerful gods sitting behind them.

As for Taoism, at that time, it was divided into two branches because of differences in philosophy and worship of gods.

One Yuxu Palace and one Tianbao Palace.

After that, the two teams kept fighting each other and fighting each other.

Then experienced internal chaos. The power of Taoism is weak, and there is no strength in ten, and it can only be attached to the Lingting after all.

Afterwards, Lingting swept across all directions, and all of them had the full support of Daoism, Zhenyi Sect, and Buddhism.

Only in this way can a great cause be achieved so quickly.

I originally thought that the faction of Yuxu Palace had more brutal ideas, but it has long since disappeared in the long river of history because of the great unification.

Unexpectedly, it was quietly unified by the current Taoist leader.

During this short moment, during which he ran away with all his might, Tie Xiuluo thought a lot.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the water behind Daoism was as deep as Buddhism.

Before everyone thought about it, thinking that Daoism had long since lost its former strength, but they did not expect

Poof!

Suddenly, Tie Xiuluo stopped, and cold sweat seeped out of his face.

He looked around.

Behind us is Hushan Town!

It was exactly the same as when he just turned down the official road.

But the problem is, he has obviously left the officialdom for a few minutes!

Such a long time, enough for him to run at least two miles!

Why.

Why is he still here! ? ? Behind him is less than a hundred meters away from Hushan Town?

Tie Xiuluo stopped abruptly, and a chill rose from his heart.

He looked around carefully, checking his surroundings constantly.

There was silence around him, and people could still be seen in Hushan Town behind him, but no one even cast a single glance in this direction.

"This is... Mist!?"

His voice was suppressed, and his muscles were tightly tensed, ready to deal with attacks from any angle at any time.

He suddenly understood that entering the legendary mist of Yuxu Palace meant that no matter how he escaped, he would never be able to escape.

It cannot be seen from the outside, but everything will actually happen here.

"It seems you know a lot."

A cold voice came from the side.

Ming Yuan did not know when, he was already standing side by side with him, looking at the distant sky.

The clouds in the sky are like ladders, the setting sun is falling, and the breeze is like a furnace. Just standing still can feel the bursts of summer.

"Can you let me go?"

Tie Xiuluo doesn't want to die, he has lived for so many years, but he hasn't enjoyed enough life, so he doesn't want to die here so inexplicably.

"What do you think?" Ming Yuan raised his hand, with traces of blood still remaining on the fingertips.

"Ha ha."

Tie Shura finally gave up his illusions, holding the metal black ruler with both hands.

"It seems that Monk Hongyan has died in your hands, since that is the case."

Hiss.

In an instant, his whole body swelled and swelled, his muscles became bigger, his skin showed prominent blood vessels and blue veins, and his whole body grew by a small circle.

A ferocious roar like a sea beast roared out of his mouth.

In an instant, he jumped up, his body was already a circle bigger than Ming Yuan, holding a black ruler in his hand, and hit him head on.

The black ruler cut through the air, bringing out white air waves and screams, and crashed down.

Boom! !

Amid the howling sound, the black ruler was blocked by a sharp finger covered with silver scales.

Ming Yuan stared at him indifferently.

"Jade Sea Dragon God?"

Boom!

Flick with your fingertips.

Amidst the loud noise, Tie Xiuluo suddenly flew upside down as if hit by a train, hit the ground hard, and rolled out of potholes of various sizes.

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, everything is false."

Ming Yuan slowly walked forward.

Shua!

Once again, Tie Shura rose from the ground and turned into a white line to charge again.

He roared angrily, holding the black ruler and striking towards Ming Yuan like a storm.

Every strike of his is already a terrifying power far beyond the ninth rank, and the speed is even more astonishing. Every move is the pinnacle level of the internal law super rank.

But that's the offense.

The black ruler that was almost waved into a phantom.

In front of Ming Yuan, it was like a baby waving a toy, blocked one by one by his extended index finger.

Dangdangdangdang's impact was like rain hitting plantains, endlessly.

Ming Yuan stood indifferently in the middle, allowing the opponent to attack from all directions.

No matter what tricks, no matter what angle, he is just one finger from the beginning to the end.

The sparks generated by the little impact slowly drifted down around him. Coupled with his still neat black robes, he has a stern face.

If there were no weeds affected by the turmoil, perhaps this would be a pretty beautiful picture.

but.

Ming Yuan paused suddenly, and flung his hand casually.

Boom!

There was an explosion, and a figure flew far away following his flick.

Tie Shura was like a rag, he threw it heavily and hit the ground.

But the pain of falling was insignificant to him. The key point was that the spiritual meridians in his body that he relied on for survival were undergoing weird changes at this moment.

"You!?" Tie Xiuluo struggled to get up and run away.

But he was too weak to move.

All the spiritual channels in his body trembled spontaneously like a convulsion at this time, and began to rebel.

All the thin silver metal wires moved from his body one after another, and drilled out from under the skin. Like running water.

These lines run along the ground and climb up to the boots of Taoist Mingyuan, changing color, clinging, and blending into it.

And at the moment when these lines were completely disappeared, Iron Shura on the ground gradually lost his voice.

At this time, Hushan Town, around Baixin Restaurant.

Those subordinates of Tie Xiuluo who were in ambush also began to be surrounded by groups of people in different clothes, quietly attacked and took them away.

These are just the subordinates of ordinary masters, and they have no way to fight against the hidden power inside the Taoism.

In a blink of an eye, they were ruled out in sevens and eighties.

The very few remaining, even if they were not eliminated, panicked and fled.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang slowly came to Baixin Building, looked up at the messy windows on the floor, and frowned.

He didn't go in right away.

From the very beginning, he was very clear about the bunch of reasons given by Master Chongxuan, a bunch of reasons about his aptitude.

are actually fake.

He is not a fool after all, and he came back to his senses in a blink of an eye.

Especially after verifying the actual situation of many disciples in the sect, it became clearer that Chongxuan was just fooling him back then.

So, he already knew what his literary skills were like in the sect.

And such qualifications can leave Tianbao Palace at will.

"Uncle Mingyuan?" Suddenly, he turned around and looked at a figure not far behind him.

The man's face was cold, he was dressed in a black Taoist robe, and he was obviously Ming Yuan who had been following him before.

Ming Yuan nodded slightly at him, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Rongfang watched him leave without speaking.

He didn't know what this nod meant, but he knew very well that Ming Yuan was most likely the expert sent here to protect him.

This is also one of the reasons why he dared to go out alone.

Flicking his sleeves, he strode towards Baixin Restaurant.

There are sparse diners inside, some are constantly drinking, some are talking softly, and some are eating simple dishes alone.

Some people brought maids and servants, and set up a table with big fish and meat.

Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang asked Xiaoer himself, and then walked towards the flying room on the third floor.

Poof.

Suddenly, a slender woman who was hurrying down the stairs seemed to have tripped and fell towards him.

Zhang Rongfang dodged subconsciously, but unexpectedly the other party reached out and stuffed something into his hand.

He looked down and saw that it was a long strip wrapped in gray cloth, about the size of a finger.

Zhang Rongfang was about to throw away something, but suddenly a golden light flashed in front of his eyes.

That's the Yu Talisman of the Golden Wing Tower!

He stopped, and when he went to look at the other party again, he was nowhere to be seen.

Standing on the stairs, he paused and hid the thing in his sleeve.

"Hurry up, don't go and get out of the way!" The rest of the guests came from behind them impatiently.

Zhang Rongfang remained calm and continued to step up.

But that thing aroused his curiosity.

He is not afraid of poison, and he wears special gloves on his hands to prevent toxins that come into contact with the skin on the surface.

That thing was also wrapped in cloth, apparently to prevent others from discovering it.

The woman also used the Yu Talisman of the Golden Wing Building to lower her vigilance.

Following the sound of footsteps, Zhang Rong was quickly led to the Feitian room on the third floor.

Pushing open the door, it was empty and there was nothing there.

Zhang Rongfang didn't take it seriously. After entering, he found a seat and sat down.

Let Xiaoer serve some food and wine.

He started to eat slowly.

Close the door.

He just took out the thing he just got and put it on the table.

Tear off the wrapped gray cloth, and inside is a black metal key with gold thread patterns.

There is another line of writing on the cloth strip.

The handwriting is beautiful and neat, and the size ratio is almost the same.

‘From now on, only believe in yourself. Don't be afraid.'

"This handwriting." Zhang Rongfang frowned. Now that he has broken through the Super Grade, his memory is much better than before.

I recognized it at a glance, it seemed to be the handwriting of the goddess Tongzhang.

Picking up the key again, he examined it carefully, only to find that the gold thread on the key seemed to be drawing a fine map.

On the pitch-black surface of the key, golden lines meander and flow, and there is an obvious red spot on one side.

Seeing this, Zhang Rongfang suddenly remembered a decryption method that he had seen in the Golden Wing Building.

(end of this chapter)