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Chapter 331: Moment of Crisis
Just when Yang Zaitian lifted up the blue protective shield, he was in Tingchao Pavilion in the backyard of the Taiji Gate station thirty miles away.

This is the residence arranged by Yang Tiande for YangMeng.

At this moment, YangMeng was quietly sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, repeating his daily homework, consolidating his newly broken cultivation base.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he suddenly felt that the protective jade pendant he refined for his grandfather Yang Zaitian had been triggered, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Didn't Second Grandpa say that Grandpa is rushing towards Taiji Gate? It stands to reason that he should have reached the boundary of Wuliang Mountain, how could he be attacked? Could it be said that he was attacked in Wuliang Mountain?"

Thinking of this, YangMeng pinched two seals in his hands, and the incomparably huge power of the primordial spirit continuously extended towards the boundless world around him, extending...

With the Taiji Gate's residence as the center, all movements within a radius of fifty miles were clearly imprinted into YangMeng's mind, but they did not affect his state of mind at all.

Suddenly, YangMeng opened his eyes, and a sharp and cold blue light shot out from his eyes. The next moment, he had disappeared in Tingchao Pavilion, standing in the sky under the deep night sky, looking at the boundless Shanxi north direction.

……

The edge of Scarlet Maple Ridge is empty.

Seeing that his blow missed, Situ Ying's eyes instantly became extremely red.

"How is it possible, how is it possible? How could it be useless?" Situ Ying roared furiously, while dancing her right leg in the void.

"Boom!"

Just when Yang Zaitian was still thinking about what happened two weeks ago, another dragon's tail flicked over in the blank space.

This time the dragon's tail attack was quick and fast, and there was no way to speak of it.

But Yang Zaitian is not worried, because the blue eggshell outside his body has not disappeared. According to Yang Zaitian's thinking, the same bombardment, dozens of times, may break its defense.

Sure enough, just as he expected, this dragon tail touched the blue eggshell outside Yang Zaitian's body, just like it was the first time, the eggshell just flew out without hurting at all. Yang Zaitian inside.

"Rumble..."

Ten consecutive strokes of the dragon's tail failed.

The old monk Yinkong, who had been carefully paying attention to the surrounding situation, was trembling with fright when he saw the continuous dragon tail whipping, but when he looked at the blue eggshell outside Yang Zaitian's body, his eyes froze. green.

This is too Nima powerful!That was an attack comparable to that of the Foundation Establishment period, and it was actually defended, more than once.This is a thousand times stronger than the amulet he refined back then.

"Damn it, damn it! How did this happen? Well, since I can't kill you, then I'll kill that fat monk Yinkong first!" Outside the formation, Situ Ying with red eyes gave Yang Zaitian a venomous look, The target turned to Yinkong.

Although he really wants Yang Zaitian to die, but now he is not sure about breaking the protective cover outside Yang Zaitian's body, so he can only change his target.

"Old monk, let's take the knife on you first!" Licking his lips, Situ Ying let out a grin, popped his right leg, and threw out a horizontal whip.

At the same time, the dragon's tail reappeared in the formation, but this time it was not thrown at Yang Zaitian, but at the unsuspecting old monk Yinkong.

This time Yinkong couldn't dodge it, and the dragon's tail was drawn directly on Yinkong's rather round belly.

There was no stagnation at all, just like a kite with a broken string, Yin Kong's body was thrown hundreds of meters away. Although it was a big formation, it also had its own rules inside. The area inside the big formation was not the same as the area outside. It is the same, but the distance is quite different, so this blow also made Yin Kong fall back hundreds of meters.

Fortunately, when the dragon tail attacked in front of Yinkong, he hastily activated the sect's secret art of non-inheritance, not moving the vajra body, making his whole body as hard as fine steel, otherwise, it would have made the whole body as hard as steel. He confessed.

"How could this be? These two guys are only in the third heaven realm. With the power of the big formation, it should be easy to deal with them! Why aren't they dead yet?"

Several attacks have not been effective, and Situ Ying has already been upset, and his body is full of evil spirits.

"The hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable. Even if I try to lose my vitality, I will kill Yang Zaitian!" Situ Ying struggled for a while before making a decision.

His hands turned into claws, and then he stomped his feet on the void, and his whole body shot up. A golden air flow broke through the resistance of the air in an instant, and transformed into the shape of dragon claws around Situ Ying, blatantly attacking Situ Ying. Grab it in the void.

"Dragon Claw in the air, now!"

Situ Ying roared, and the moment his hands were grasped in the void, his fingers shook, the space was directly torn, and cracks were formed continuously, and the headwinds of the turbulent flow of time and space kept gushing out. shirt, grinning.

Just after Situ Ying outside the formation completed this series of actions, a sudden change occurred in the formation.

Two huge dragon claws appeared out of nowhere. This time was different from the previous ones. The dragon claws turned out to be golden yellow, and around the sharp claw tips were filled with space cracks like strands of hair. power.

Yang Zaitian and Yin Kong who were trapped in the formation were taken aback, they had never heard of such a move.

But Dragon Claw obviously won't give them a chance to escape. It's okay for Yang Zaitian to say, after all, his body is firmly protected by a layer of egg shells. Yinkong's side is a little bit hard, and his body is no longer enough. With support, cast the Immovable Vajra Body again.

What's more, this time's attack is much stronger than the previous few times. Even if Yinkong's immovable vajra body can be used again, it will definitely not be able to stop this time's bombardment.

The two golden three-toed dragon claws grabbed the air, getting closer and closer, and the violent air explosion made the monk's robe on Yinkong's body flutter.

"Senior, quickly come to my side!" Yang Zaitian naturally didn't want Yin Kong to die, after all, Yin Kong suffered from his own indiscriminate disaster this time, if he died, Yang Zaitian would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Yinkong's face twitched, he shook his head, and said: "Amitabha! In God, I have lived for more than 120 years, and I have lived enough. Since God wants to take my life away today, let me go to bliss. !"

After finishing speaking, the old monk simply sat cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and chanted the mantra of the past life: "Namo Amitabhaye, Dotagaduoye, Dodiyata, Amitabha Povi, Amiriduo, Sitam Povi..."

It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also good. Yin Kong has been a monk of swearing all his life, and now he is dying, but he is gentle once!
Outside the big formation, Situ Ying showed a ferocious smile on his face. His right hand suddenly clawed down, and at the same time he said: "Since you want to die, then this sect will fulfill you! Hmph, Amitabha? The Buddha didn't dare Take you! Die!"

With majestic power, the dragon claw ruthlessly grabbed towards Yinkong like a meteor falling at a high speed.

"Crack!"

There was a soft sound, but the expected scene of splashing blood and flying bones did not appear.

Because at the moment when the dragon's claw was about to fall, Yang Zaitian urged the true energy in his body to appear under the dragon's claw, blocked Yinkong's body, and forcibly withstood the blow.

And the cyan eggshell that guarded Yang Zaitian's body did not disgrace its mission, and withstood the bombardment of the dragon's claws, but similarly, there were traces of cracks on the eggshell, although it was not obvious, but I believe that with a few more such bombardments, the eggshell will be broken.

"Ahem!" In order to prevent the egg shell from falling, Yang Zaitian withstood the force of the throwing, his chest felt like he had been hit by a hammer, and he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

"Zaitian, you..." Yinkong opened his eyes and looked at Yang Zaitian in front of him with a complicated expression.

Yang Zaitian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Yin Kong behind him, and said: "Senior, this time you have been implicated by me, if you die here, Zaitian will never feel at ease! "

"Oh!" Yin Kong sighed, but did not speak.

"Hahaha, Yang Zaitian, you are quite affectionate, but you seem to have forgotten that this time, this sect used two paws! The old thief Yinkong is bald, let this sect die!"

Situ Ying, who was outside the formation, was not surprised but delighted when he saw this scene. The golden dragon claw that was grabbing Yang Zaitian turned a corner in mid-air and attacked Yin Kong from behind.

When Yang Zaitian realized something was wrong, the Dragon Claw had already attacked Yin Kong's back, and in a hurry, Yang Zaitian slammed into Yin Kong directly with the blue eggshell on top.

Yin Kong, who already had the will to die, was a little stunned, not understanding what Yang Zaitian was going to do.

"puff!"

Blood splattered, although Yang Zaitian knocked Yinkong out, but after all, the speed of the dragon claw was too fast, after all, one of the toes of the claw scratched Yinkong's thigh, bringing up a large pile of flesh and blood.

Immediately, the bright red blood rolled out from Yinkong's wound as if he didn't want money.

"Hiss!" Yin Kong, who had a large piece of flesh and blood torn from his thigh, gasped, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't groan in pain.

"Senior!" Yang Zaitian was startled, flew to Yin Kong's side, and raised his hand to hit the acupuncture points on the injured part of his thigh, but now he was covered with an eggshell, so he couldn't do anything at all.

"Hahaha, next time, I will let you all die!" Situ Ying laughed wildly, raising his hand to strike again.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort, like rolling thunder, suddenly came from the edge of the clear night sky.

Then there was a group of cyan clouds, floating rapidly from the edge of the sky. On top of the clouds stood a slightly thin young man in casual clothes.

Around the young man was a short knife that was only a foot long. There were countless surges of fresh air on the short knife, hanging down from it, forming thick rolling blue clouds at the bottom of his feet. People are timid.

(End of this chapter)