Supplement the second half of chapter 70
However, Ye Yuntian was also very good, even if he was shocked back, the magic trick in his hand did not let go, and he insisted on maintaining his aura without moving. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The rest of the powerhouses also rushed over at the moment when Ye Yuntian spoke, but after seeing him being shaken away, they stopped their bodies one by one.
"Ye Daoyou, what's going on?!" Li Murong said coldly.
Ye Yuntian smiled bitterly and said slowly: "It seems that we can't enter, so we can only let our respective disciples in!"
Everyone was startled, but soon regained their composure, and they took out the communication tokens one after another, and the light flashed one after another, and one message after another spread out, obviously summoning their disciples to come over.
In an instant, a ray of light flew out, and they came to the side of the strong people one after another, their aura was strong, and they were all monks of the Returning Yuan Realm.
"Go!" "Go!" The strong men gave an order, and hundreds of Guiyuan Realm masters rushed forward to the Sword Gate, this time a male disciple under Wu Jianlong's seat was the first to rush over there, and he was trying to rush into it, but he didn't expect that just touching the slightest light emitted by the Sword Gate, he was shocked back by a huge force, how great the force of rushing over, how strong the power of the counterattack was, making him spit out a mouthful of blood, if it wasn't for the fellow disciples who followed behind him to stop him in time, I am afraid that he would fly farther away.
The rest of the monks who had not been able to hold back were also bounced back, blood spitting wildly, and the exclamations were heard one after another.
"Ye Daoyou, what the hell is going on?!" said a strong man in a bad tone.
Ye Yuntian didn't pay attention to this person, but instead pinched the tricks with a serious face, flew out one after another and fell into the aura, re-stabilizing the slightly turbulent sword gate.
"Hmph!" The strong man just now snorted coldly, not bothering Ye Yuntian with his words.
After a long while, Ye Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and suddenly moved his eyes to sweep the three thousand rune masters below, and with a flick of his long sleeves, a piece of light sprinkled down, covering a rune master below, and in his panic, the light rolled up and he flew up, and in an instant, he went to the front of the sword gate and threw it in.
"Hoo ......"
Surprisingly, this talisman master disappeared into the sword gate without hindrance, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Everyone was stunned, but Ye Yuntian was greatly surprised, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, as soon as the magic formula in his hand changed, a small piece of flags below lit up one after another, and they were colorful.
The banner in Han Feng's hand also burst out with brilliant light at this time, and as soon as he wrapped it, the dark power surged, and it actually flew up, the speed exceeded the speed of sound, and the sound of a sonic boom continued to sound behind him, and he rushed into the sword gate in the blink of an eye. In the moment of isolation from the outside world, he seemed to hear the angry voices of the strong men, and all kinds of light shone on the spot, and there was a kind of chaos.
But when he passed through a film of light like a curtain of water, everything disappeared, the sky and the earth became hazy, he seemed to be passing through invisible walls, I don't know how long later, a hot wind blew on his face, he woke up, and his eyes became bright and transparent.
He was lying on a sandy ground at some point, and there were three basin-sized suns in the sky, emitting a scorching light, and the air was slightly deformed, and bursts of strange colorful light shone in bursts.
Han Feng hurriedly stood up, looked left and right, it turned out that he was in a vast desert at this moment, his soul power was released, there was no green within a thousand zhang, his eyes looked into the distance, and he also couldn't see any oasis or anything like that, except for sand or sand, but the magic was that the aura here was extremely abundant, much stronger than the outer gate area of the three-leaf gate, almost comparable to the inner gate area of the Guiyun Sect.
At this moment, the flag he was still holding in his hand suddenly lit up, and an idea seeped into his palm and came to his mind, and Ye Yuntian's voice sounded: "Little guys, this Ye Yuntian, one of the ancestors of the Sanye Sect." Being able to hear this remnant message from this seat means that you have not yet fallen. The world you came into, if this seat is not wrong in speculation, it should be a small world left over from the Jianyun Villa that somehow perished hundreds of thousands of years ago, and it is a world dedicated to cultivating elixirs, but presumably after so many years, some elixirs have long since withered and disappeared, and the elixirs that can be bred will also become big medicines, your task is to find the following kinds of big medicines, this is the list!"
Ye Yuntian's message paused, and suddenly a list appeared in Han Feng's mind, all of them were the names of elixirs, some elixirs actually had three-dimensional images, and even its roots and branches were extremely clear, as if they had seen it with their own eyes, but most of the elixirs only had one name and some descriptions plus a floor plan, which could only be identified by the general form.
"Whoever is able to pick a great medicine plant, after three months from this seat, will guide you out, and it will definitely be rewarded! Ensure that you can all step into the Guiyuan Realm and even the Jiedan Realm one by one!" Ye Yuntian's voice sounded again, and then it disappeared completely, and the banner also became dim again, as if it had completely consumed its power.
Han Feng's eyes flashed, he slowly put away the flag, thought for a while, chose a direction, and ran straight forward, he had to take one step at a time now.
This desert is really big, Han Feng has traveled for more than ten miles, and he has not seen a single figure or green leaf, let alone any elixir, which makes him start to doubt Ye Yuntian's words a little. Under such a scorching heat, in order to resist the heat wave, he consumed a lot of true qi, even if there was plenty of spiritual energy here, and he could absorb and turn into some true qi, but he couldn't make ends meet.
At this moment, when he crossed a sand dune, an oasis appeared on the left side in front of him, Han Feng was suddenly overjoyed, and couldn't help but speed up his pace and run over there, but unfortunately, when he went there, there was still a desert in all directions, it turned out to be a mirage, and the heat wave transpired to cause air deformation, and the illusory scene formed by refracting light.
Han Feng was greatly disappointed, and was about to leave, his face suddenly changed, and the whole person jumped up suddenly, wiped his hand towards his waist, and took out a three-grade talisman. At the same time, the sand below exploded, blowing up a cloud of sand and dust, and a cold light shot in.
Han Feng immediately urged the talisman in his hand, and when the talisman light surged, a fireball roared down, shattering this cold light, and rushing down with a bang, blasting the sand particles on the ground again, scattering and splashing, but only revealing potholes, and no foreign objects were seen.
Han Feng's eyes froze, and his soul power was instantly released, enveloping a thousand zhang square, covering even the things within ten zhang of the ground, raising his eyebrows, taking out a wind talisman and sticking it to his body, the breeze came quickly, wrapping him and flying to the right quickly, flying three or four hundred zhang in a few breaths, and saw from a distance that there was something squirming rapidly under the sand surface, and the sand particles spread out to both sides, it kept running forward, the speed was very fast, and it ran out more than 100 zhang in a few breaths, no less than the speed of Han Feng's running on foot.