1546: C1546 Rotating Wheel Wang Lu Da Luo Xian Yang continued

C1546 Rotating Wheel Wang Lu Da Luo Xian Yang continued

"Bro!" Yang Junxiu cried out in alarm.

Immortal Yang Hua held his hand to his chest, but there was not a single drop of blood flowing from the wound. However, the aura around him was indeed disappearing quickly, and he only had enough time to show an indescribable smile on his face, before falling down from the sky.

The Revolving King tightly frowned, not because Immortal Yang Hua blocked the fatal blow for Yang Junxiu at the last moment, but because of the mysterious smile that appeared on Immortal Yang Hua's face before he fell from the sky.

However, even if there was danger, he had to finish off this White Tiger first!

However, just as the King was about to make his move, Yang Junxiu, who was standing right in front of him, suddenly turned around and ran away!

Such a short period of time was enough for Yang Junxiu to complete the most crucial part of the secret technique, White Tiger Reincarnation.

After absorbing all the essence and blood essence that his body had condensed, his primordial spirit, which was still half a step away from advancing to the Immortal Realm, completed the Pure Yang Transformation. After absorbing all the essence and blood essence that his body had condensed, his primordial spirit, which was half a step away from advancing to the Immortal Realm, quickly completed the Pure Yang Transformation.

No matter how amazing Yang Junxiu's secret technique was, it was already amazing enough that it could save him when her fleshly body was on the verge of falling down to the Saint Ruler's Saint realm, and also allow him to advance to the Immortal Soul Stage.

At most, celestial sovereign Yang Hua only managed to give Yang Junxiu a temporary chance to escape. In fact, even now, she was still in danger of losing her life at any time.

"Humph!" The rotating wheel Wang Jun snorted coldly. His figure flashed, his speed was so fast that it was hard for people to catch a glimpse of him. In a blink of an eye, he had already caught up with Yang Junxiu.

Seeing that Yang Junxiu was doomed, Yang Junxiu didn't continue to flee. Instead, she turned around and faced the Wheel King who had caught up to him.

Although the Revolving King didn't expect Yang Junxiu to still have the courage to do so, but it was only because she knew she couldn't escape death that she counterattacked.

Therefore, the Revolving King didn't hesitate in the slightest. He shot out a short immortal weapon thorn, aiming straight for Yang Junxiu's chest.

[That killing blow and Yang Junshan's avatar helped you defend against it. Who can save you now?

However, just as the cruel smile hung on his face, Yang Junxiu's loud, blood-filled roar made his head spin. The smile that had been plastered on his face froze in place.

"Aooouuu ~ ~ ~"

Yang Junxiu gave up on absorbing the remaining demon body essence. Instead, she turned the purest essence into a blood fiend and spat it out from her mouth.

The White Tiger clan was born with the ability to restrain the Ghost Cultivator clan. Otherwise, the Ghost Cultivator clan wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to kill off the White Tiger clan's bloodline.

Even Yang Junxiu was only a White Tiger Demonic Cultivator who had just advanced to the Immortal Soul Stage.

On the other hand, the Revolving King was a veteran Golden Immortal who had attained the Golden Body Immortal Realm for hundreds to thousands of years.

But so what?

When the Revolving King took the lead and Yang Junxiu spat out a mouthful of blood on her face, the White Tiger clan's natural restraining power towards the spectral cultivators still made the Golden Immortal feel at a loss. Even the Immortal Needle pierced towards Yang Junxiu's chest as if it was drunk from alcohol, passing by Yang Junxiu's side and stabbing into the air.

Yang Junxiu calmly retreated. In reality, if she had kept her original blood essence, it would have been enough for her to push her cultivation all the way to the peak of the Immortal Soul Stage. But now, it was all wasted.

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 blood fiend of the White Tiger's life was, the difference between Yang Junshan and the King of Cycle was too great. Even if the King of Cycle was caught off guard, it wouldn't take long for it to completely escape the restraining effect of the sacred art.

However, things happened again and again, but they could not be repeated again and again!

After having defeated Yang Junxiu with her overwhelming advantage, if there was still a third or fourth chance for him to do so, it would be unjustifiable.

This time, the King of Wheels was too lazy to use the Ghost Clan's stealth technique. He had absolute confidence and strength, even if it was in a head-on battle, he would still be able to kill Yang Junxiu in one hit. Not to mention, this way, the King of Reincarnation's speed would be even faster, so fast that Yang Junxiu wouldn't be able to react in time!

In fact, Yang Junxiu didn't react at all!

As the distance between the two shortened, the King of Cycle even saw Yang Junxiu standing there motionlessly, her expression abnormally calm.

[Is he finally resigned to his fate?]

That's not right!

Yang Junxiu looked calm, but her eyes were shining 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 preventing him from escaping, but pressing towards the center, the Rotary King suddenly turned his head to the right and a tall figure could be seen in the depths of the dark yellow origin 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 …, Da Luo …"

As the King's consciousness sank into darkness, the world became silent.

At that very moment, Zhong Kui, who was imprisoning Yu'er and Zhong Jiu in the Crooked Martial Mountain and was preparing to touch the soul seal the moment Yang Junxiu died, suddenly felt something, followed by a terrifying shock.

Bao`er and Zhong Jiu looked on in shock. Zhong Kui glanced at them with a complicated expression on his face. Soon after, the two Undead Spirits saw a flash in front of them and lost all traces of Zhong Kui.

Only then did Zhong Jiu and Bao`er realize that the restriction that had bound them and stopped them from moving had disappeared of its own accord.

"What should we do?" Zhong Jiu was momentarily at a loss.

Bao Yu'er, on the other hand, didn't say a word. She leaped and headed towards the western mountains to the north.

"Ai …" You, forget it, wait for me! " Zhong Jiu quickly 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.

"Haha …"

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 without a trace, as if all that had just happened did not exist. This ancient existence merely raised his hand in boredom.

In the sky above the western mountains, Yang Junshan had returned!

"Flee … Flee …"

Within the sea of origin clouds, it was unknown which great ability expert had shouted out. The existences that were originally gathering in the air above the western mountains, whether they were light or dark, immediately scattered like birds and beasts.2

He was an existence comparable to the Great Luo Immortal Realm!

He knew about Yang Junshan's legendary strength, but didn't know about his current cultivation level.

Even the Reincarnation King of the ten ghost ancestors, a veteran Golden Immortal, was crushed by Yang Junshan without any resistance!

He had been crushed to death!

Although he didn't know much about Yang Junshan, he was scared off by the power he showed on the spot!

However, only by participating in the siege of the Western Mountain Yang Clan would the Golden Immortal know what kind of great fear they were facing!

The Great Luo Immortal Realm!

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 crossed the natural barrier and become a true Golden Immortal of the Great Firmament!

Yang Jun didn't even take a step forward. Instead, he appeared right beside Yang Junxiu.

"Brother, don't let them go!"

Yang Junxiu looked at Yang Junshan calmly.

There was no fear of escaping from death, nor was there the joy of meeting Yang Junshan. There was only pure killing intent.

"I know!"

Yang Junshan nodded his head heavily and pressed his hand in the air. The dark yellow source energy around him immediately turned into a protective screen around Yang Junxiu like a swallow returning to its nest.

It seemed that Yang Junxiu had an extraordinary confidence in Yang Junshan's promise. Yang Junxiu didn't even bother to urge him, but Peng Ruo just sat in the void with no one around, barely able to step into the Immortal Soul Stage.

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