Master of the Heavens

Chapter 23 Yang Ling's Distress
In the Daozong ruins, a figure was constantly shuttling over the palace, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the naked eye could not catch it.

The figure was Yang Yuxi who came out of the assessment place. For convenience, he deliberately asked Yang Ling to leave first to find the Yang family members.

And he was going to go to the Treasure Pavilion to have a look, what did Taoist Taiyi leave behind?
Yang Yuxi's spiritual consciousness covered tens of thousands of miles, and during this period, no abnormalities were found.

After all, he is the master of the ruins now, and nothing in the ruins can escape his eyes.

Locked on by his consciousness, he soon discovered the Treasure Pavilion not far from him.

As soon as he moved his footsteps, his figure suddenly accelerated, and he disappeared in an instant. When Yang Yuxi reappeared, he had already arrived at the door of Zangbao Pavilion.

As far as he could see, a vast and huge gate stood in front of him. He stepped forward and entered the gate of the Treasure Pavilion that had opened automatically!
What caught his eyes were panacea, treasures of heaven and earth, and various weapons piled up into hills. Yang Yuxi's eyes widened and his breathing became short of breath.

He was also polite, raised his hand, and put all these treasures into the system space.

In an instant, poverty was successfully lifted.

[Items]: Qiming Xuanmen Pill*10, Seven Treasures Returning Soul Pill*10, Nine Turns Returning Soul Pill*10, Golden Body Eternal Art, Immortality Art, Blue Falling Yellow Spring Art, Burning Sun Sutra...

Looking at the system items full of treasures, Yang Yuxi smiled all over his face.

Then he continued to walk deep into the Treasure Pavilion.Along the way, Yang Yuxi obtained more and more natural treasures.

There are more than 30 pieces of the best Taoist artifacts alone, and there are as many as 10,000+ pieces of scattered spiritual weapons and treasures.

Next, Yang Yuxi received all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion into the system space, and then left the Treasure Pavilion without looking back.

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At the same time, outside a certain palace in the ruins, the members of the Yang family and the disciples of the Taichu Sect leaned back together, their faces were pale, their aura fluctuated, and their eyes were vigilant.

A large formation around them was propped up by them, and a purple mask enveloped them.

On the outside of the mask, He Yi, the holy son of Hunyuan Holy Land, is besieging them with his disciples, his eyes are cold and sharp, his hands are moving non-stop, and all kinds of supernatural powers are beckoning towards the purple mask.

The powerful attack power made the purple mask unable to bear it, and it made a violent sound, and every impact of supernatural powers would consume some of the spiritual energy in the bodies of everyone in the formation.

In addition, the Hunyuan Holy Land disciples were surrounded by people from the Blood Holy Land, so they didn't even have a chance to rest, so there was no way to replenish the consumed aura.

If this continues, they may not wait for the purple mask to be broken, and they will also be forced to stop the formation because the spiritual energy in their bodies is exhausted.

"Damn it, He Yi, do you want to make your Hunyuan Holy Land an enemy of our Yang Family and the Taichu Sect?"

Feeling the less and less aura in his body, a member of the Yang family shouted with a cold voice and angry eyes.

"Humph."

He Yi snorted coldly, and said with a sinister smile: "Since the young patriarch of your Yang family wants me to deal with him together with Blood Sacred, then don't blame us for being rude. This is what he asked for, so you can't blame me!"

Speaking of this, He Yi deliberately paused, and said with a sly smile: "Besides, this ruin is so big and dangerous, and you will be killed here without anyone noticing, who would suspect us .”

"Have you been prepared?"

Hearing this, everyone in the formation seemed to suddenly realize.

"Hahaha, what do you think?"

He Yi laughed wildly, not only did not refute, but also frankly admitted that in his heart, the people in the formation in front of him were already dead.

After He Yi failed the third pass of the assessment, he immediately found the people in the Blood Sacred Land, and then told them about the killing of the Blood Sacred Son.

Only then can the people from the Holy Land of Blood ambush the Taichu Sect and the Yang family here, as long as they get rid of these people.

If they find another chance to besiege Yang Ling, even if they can't kill Yang Yuxi, He Yi will let him taste the pain of his brother being killed.

"Damn it, if the young patriarch and Mr. Ling are here, all of you from the Holy Land of Hunyuan and the Holy Land of Blood will die this time."

The people in the formation said harshly, but they also knew that the Daozong ruins were so big that Yang Yuxi and Yang Ling couldn't figure out where they were now.

And now the aura in their bodies is almost exhausted, and it can't be replenished. It seems that they are really dead this time.

Hearing this, He Yi laughed out loud, and said frantically, "Yes, Yang Yuxi, I am not his opponent, but Yang Ling, don't say he can't come here now, even if he came here, we are so There are many people, so it is not necessarily afraid of him."

But at this moment, a dazzling sword light that covered half of the sky suddenly emerged, and a sword energy traversed the sky, like the mighty might of heaven, cutting over from the distant sky.

The terrifying power shook the void, and a huge hideous crack was cut out in the surrounding space.

Puff puff!
Several disciples of the Hunyuan Holy Land had no time to dodge, or even react, and their bodies were cut off by a sword, and even their spirits and souls completely collapsed under this sword.

After the sword light dissipated, a young man stood in the void and appeared in front of everyone.

Eyes moved slightly, Yang Ling's eyes fell on He Yi indifferently, and said indifferently: "I'm here, I just want to see how you guys are going to kill me?"

"Yang Ling!"

When he saw Yang Ling, He Yi thought that they could besiege and kill each other, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Yang Ling's face was calm, and he looked at He Yi and the others on the ground calmly. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Hey, Yang Ling, I didn't expect you to actually come, so today is your death date, even if you are extremely talented and powerful, you will eventually die like this, hahaha!"

Thinking that such a talented and peerless evildoer would die in his own hands, and the most important thing was that he was still Yang Yuxi's younger brother, He Yi couldn't help laughing wildly anymore.

Swish!
Another ray of sword light slashed out, Yang Ling held the long sword in his hand, the sword intent soared to the sky all over his body, and the brilliant sword energy soared to the sky.

Seeing this powerful sword, He Yi sneered, and waved his hand, and the blood-sacred disciples behind him quickly shot.

All of a sudden, figures appeared in front of He Yi, and terrifying aura erupted from these figures, the void was collapsing, and the earth was sinking.

At this moment, the huge aura of dozens of air-defending realms soared into the sky, like a turbulent sea, the situation changed, and an unimaginable pressure pressed on everyone's hearts.

The moment these figures shot together, the moment the coercion far beyond the mortal realm was released, everyone in the formation was in despair.

With power beyond the Transcendent Realm, who can resist it?
(End of this chapter)