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In the slit of void.

"Huhuhu~~~"

The dimensional winds are extremely fierce, and their sharpness is almost close to the attack unleashed by the Hunyuan Sacred Artifact.

Swish, brush, brush!

A majestic man wearing dark black armor and holding a red divine halberd was walking quickly in the void.

"Pfft!"

He kept going deep into the slit of the void, trying to find the aura of the [Eastern Emperor Bell]. However, a silent dimensional wind suddenly passed through his arm.

"Oops."

He groaned and felt a sting in his arm.

Looking down, he saw that the dimensional wind had cut off his entire arm.

At this time, blood shot out from his wound and scattered in the void, drop by drop, like snowflakes.

"hateful."

"How many times has this happened?"

Yang Zhan glanced at his broken arm, endured the severe pain, and quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a bright green pill, and swallowed it.

"Chi chi chi~~"

Soon, the wound where he broke his arm began to heal.

The severed bones and muscles began to grow back quickly like a plant sprouting.

However, this process of rebirth of a severed limb was so painful that even though Yang Zhan was determined, he couldn't help but sweat profusely.

"Fortunately, I wore the holy armor given by Yuanzu. Otherwise, if my body was cut in half, it would not be so easy to recover." Yang Zhan lowered his head and glanced at the mysterious armor on his body. There were countless clear marks on it.

of scratches.

These are the traces left behind by those dimensional gangang winds.

"The deeper you go into this void slit, the greater the power of the dimensional Gangfeng. This is all affected by the pressure of the [East Emperor Bell]." Before Yang Zhan came, the ancestor of the Yang family warned him not to force it.

If you want to collect the [Donghuang Bell], you can't do it with brute force.

Because this is a divine treasure.

Even if the ancestors of the Yang family came in person, they might not even be able to see the Donghuang Bell without enough opportunities.

All he can do is try his luck.

"Is this my limit?"

Feeling the dimensional wind in front of him becoming more and more fierce, Yang Zhan felt anxious and did not dare to move forward.

"Buzz~~"

At the same time, the [Holy Eye of Destruction of Delusion] at the center of his eyebrows slowly opened.

A golden vertical pupil shoots out wisps of brilliant brilliance towards the front.

Under the [Breaking Holy Eyes], he could clearly see that there were countless cracks in the void in the distance.

These cracks disappeared in a flash and were quickly repaired by the laws of space.

However, not long after, more cracks appeared densely like spider webs.

Yang Zhandang

It is clear that these cracks are all because the dimensional wind is too sharp, cutting through the space as it flashes past.

If he flew in in his current state, he would probably end up being cut into countless pieces by these dimensional winds... By then, not even the holy armor on his body would be able to protect him.

"It seems that I can't make it through."

Yang Zhan walked around in a large circle, trying to find a place where the dimensional force wind was slightly weaker and pass through this area.

However, after flying for a long time, he finally discovered that the path he chose at the beginning was already the place where the dimensional gang wind was weakest. In the remaining areas, the density and intensity of the dimensional gang wind were stronger than the last.

He even had doubts that even if their ancestors of the Yang family came, they might not be able to pass this killing formation.

"Chirp——"

At this time, a high-pitched bird song erupted tens of millions of miles away.

Yang Zhan may not be able to detect the movement tens of millions of miles away in other places. But this slit in the void is so quiet that even if the dimensional wind blows by, it is almost silent.

Therefore, in an instant, he noticed the movement tens of millions of miles away.

"Huh?"

"A three-legged golden crow?"

At this time, Yang Zhan's [Destroying Holy Eyes] was still open. With a glance, he immediately saw the movement tens of millions of miles away.

There, there was a three-legged golden crow whose body was burning with the sun's divine fire, slowly waving its wings.

However, like him, the three-legged golden crow seemed to be in trouble.

On its body, the aura of flames was cut back and forth by the wind from another dimension, the divine fire on its surface exploded in clusters, and its life essence dropped violently.

"cut."

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhan couldn't help but sneer and said: "I thought someone had found a way to break through the barrier set by the [Donghuang Bell]. It turned out to be a silver-like pewter spear head, and he was here to try his luck."

Yang Zhan was startled when he saw the three-legged Golden Crow appear.

Because, he remembered that the original owner of [Eastern Emperor Bell] seemed to be a three-legged golden crow. Maybe [Eastern Emperor Bell] would give this three-legged golden crow some face, allowing it to pass through the outside world without any obstacles.

Dimensional Gangfeng Killing Formation.

But now, he could not help but feel relieved when he saw that the Three-legged Golden Crow was performing so poorly, even worse than him.

really!

Donghuang Bell, a gifted spiritual treasure, is very proud of its nature. If you deliberately catch a three-legged golden crow to seek advantage, I am afraid it will only be counterproductive and make the weapon spirit of Donghuang Bell furious.

"Huh?"

"Wait a minute, this purple-haired woman..."

Although Yang Zhan was disdainful, he never underestimated this "comrade". At this time, he used his eyesight and tried his best to see clearly who the monk on the back of the three-legged golden crow was.

However, not long after, he was surprised to find that this purple-haired woman looked somewhat familiar.

"Isn't this person the little girl who was with Yang Yunfan? What's her name, Yanran? Yes, Sikong Yanran!" Yang Zhan had a very good memory. Although he only had a glimpse of Sikong Yanran's appearance and attire from a distance, he

I recalled it in an instant.

"Sikong Yanran should be the daughter of Si Kongyong, the dean of the branch of Emperor Yao's Academy in Chiyan Prefecture in ancient Yuzhou. She is Yang Yunfan's nominal teacher, but actually Yang Yunfan's little lover."

"However, she is only in the Tiangang realm and has a cultivation level like that of an ant. How can she drive the three-legged golden crow of the Qiankun realm to the burial place of the Creation Spiritual Treasure?"

Countless questions arose in Yang Zhan's mind.

For a moment, he realized that Sikong Yanran's identity might be fake.

The real Sikong Yanran may have died a long time ago, and this woman took her place, lurking beside Yang Yunfan, and she must have something up her sleeve.

"Um?"

"This healing spirit pattern... seems to be a unique method of the Witch Clan?"

At this time, Yang Zhan saw that the purple-haired woman tapped her fingers, and strange blood lines condensed in the air and landed on the wound of the three-legged golden crow. Soon, the wound surged out.

A strong life essence.

At this time, Yang Zhan couldn't help but change his color.

"The legacy of the Wu clan also has thoughts about the Donghuang Bell?"

"I remember that the fight between the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan was very fierce in the ancient times. The Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan and countless great witches, the 360 ​​Demon Kings of the Monster Clan, as well as Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, all

Each other will die at each other's hands."

"The hatred between these two clans can be said to be as deep as the sea."

"The descendants of the Wu clan brought the three-legged golden crow to the burial place of Donghuang Bell. What do they want to do?"

Yang Zhan's heart was filled with questions.

However, he can be sure that no matter what the descendants of the Wu clan do, they will never see the [East Emperor Bell], let alone conquer it.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Yang Zhan's mind like lightning. He suddenly understood something. He stared at the void in the distance and said solemnly: "She is not here for the [East Emperor Bell]. She

, should be here to find the [blood of the ancestral witch]."

Donghuang Taiyi used the power of the [Donghuang Bell] to kill the ancestral witch head-on. The blood of the ancestral witch naturally remained on the Donghuang Bell.

The blood of the ancestral witch is meaningless to other people.

However, for the Wu Clan, it is crucial.

If an ordinary witch clan wants to be promoted to a great witch, he needs the blood of a great witch as an introduction.

As for the Great Witch, if he wants to be promoted to the Ancestral Witch, he needs the [Blood of the Ancestral Witch] as an introduction.

"This purple-haired woman must be a great witch!" Yang Zhan made an instant judgment in his mind.

The Great Witch is the Holy Order.
Chapter completed!