Chapter four hundred and eight waiting for you
"Hurry up, the Tongtian Gate is about to be closed!" Another silver-armored man shouted softly and rushed towards the space channel. At this time, the funnel-shaped space channel was indeed slowly shrinking and was about to disappear completely.
Two silver armored men were about to pull Zhao Yao and disappear into the space channel, and a figure rushed towards him with colorful light. The extreme speed surprised both silver armored men. One of the silver armored men was really angry and scolded coldly: "Terrible boy!" His right foot kicked out towards Han Yun who was rushing towards him like a meteor.
Pang~
"Ah!" The silver-armored man screamed in pain, and a yellow-purple flame ignited on his thighs. The silver-armored armor was burned slowly. Han Yun was shocked when he saw that the spirit fire could not burn the other party's armor. Who were these two people? But at this time, he couldn't help but think too much. The spirit fire turned and burned towards the two silver lights tied to Zhao Yao.
"You dare to hurt my armor, you are seeking death by yourself!" The silver-armored man was completely angry, and a dazzling silver light shot out from the fingers of his clenched fists. Zhao Yao couldn't help but be shocked and shouted sternly: "Stop!"
The silver armored man was furious, and he was willing to listen to Zhao Yao's instructions and punched him in the air.
With a muffled sound mixed with the sound of fractures, Han Yun smashed towards the sea like a meteorite.
"Han Yun..." Zhao Yao exclaimed in pain, and his aura suddenly burst out. He fought to the death and actually broke the silver light rolled around him. His eyes were full of hatred, and he slapped the silver man with one palm. The silver man did not dodge or dodge, and he took Zhao Yao's palm, and his chest collapsed, but he seemed to be fine. The silver light in his hand lit up, forming a light ball to cover Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao tried hard to rush the light shield, but she couldn't shake it at all. She could only watch Han Yun fall to the sea surface. Two tears slid down her cheeks and shouted with all her strength: "Han Yun, Zhao Yao is waiting in the original place, must come...come...come...!"
Buzz ~
The funnel-shaped space channel completely contracted into a little starlight. The starlight suddenly flashed violently a few times, turning from white light to green light, which buzzed out and rushed towards the sea surface. When Han Yun was about to fall to the sea surface, it hit the middle of his eyebrows.
Pang~
With a loud bang, Han Yun, who had fallen down at a rapid speed, sank into the sea hundreds of meters, and then slowly sank to a deeper place. The thunder clouds in the sky have disappeared, the sky is spotless, and the endless sea is still blue and endless.
Time passes silently, perhaps decades have passed, or maybe hundreds of years. People are shining with white hair, but it is just a blink of an eye. The endless sea water is still undulating and still endless blue. The vicissitudes of time will not dye it with white frost on its temples.
A sea ship more than 30 meters long was driving rapidly to the west, dragging a clear belt on the sea surface. On the deck were more than 20 cultivators, everyone looked listless and worried, and the atmosphere was very dull and depressed. The two cultivators guarding outside the cabin had the highest cultivation level, at the middle stage of foundation building, and at the age of forty or fifty.
At this time, a girl in pink walked out of the cabin. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old and looked pink and cute. Her body looked like a corn that had just been sucked. Her chest was slightly raised with two outlines. Her watery eyes, her nose was as bright as a horn, and her mouth was bright red, and her whole body was filled with infinite youthful vitality. However, the girl had beautiful eyebrows, her eyes were filled with worry, and she looked depressed.
"Yiyi, how is the injury of the senior brother of the sect?" The two cultivators guarding outside the cabin door asked hurriedly when they saw the girl coming out. The girl in pink named Yiyi raised her head, and Shui Lingling glanced at the two of them, and said sadly: "Dad's meridians were damaged by shock, and it would probably take several years to fully recover. My mother is treating her injuries!"
The two middle-aged cultivators looked at each other, and a faint light flashed in each other's eyes. The girl in pink did not notice their abnormalities. She walked to the edge of the strings of the boat in a depressed mood, staring at the blue sea water in a daze, and her little face looked very affectionate.
"Junior Sister Yiyi, how is the injury of the head of the sect?" A 17 or 18-year-old boy came over and asked with concern. The girl in pink did not turn around, but still leaned on the side of the boat and looked at the sea water in a daze. Seeing this, the boy clenched his fists and said fiercely: "The old demon Red Refining is really hateful. He has occupied our place and killed so many of our fellow disciples. I, Yun Li, will definitely let him pay for his blood debts!" The face with a little childishness turned red, but it didn't seem to have any lethality.
Wu Yiyi finally turned her head and glanced at the boy. The boy hurriedly raised his chest and said boldly: "Junior Sister Yiyi, I believe I can do it!"
Wu Yiyi nodded without comment, turned her head to look at the sea. Although she was still young, she understood that this was undoubtedly impossible. The cultivation level of the Red Refining Old Demon in the middle stage of the Golden Pill of the Red Refining Old Demon was not his opponent. Yun Li could not even beat him at the fifth level of Qi Refining, let alone the Red Refining Old Demon. Moreover, with his qualifications, it is unlikely to reach the Golden Pill stage. It is just a fantasy of the Red Refining Old Demon in the air.
Yun Li was overjoyed when he saw Wu Yiyi uttering, and the male hormone soared rapidly. He leaned against Wu Yiyi's ship's side and shouted: "Junior sister Yiyi, don't worry, after I formed the golden elixir, I will go back, beat the Chilian Sect to the point of falling flowers and water, and take back Wudao!"
Wu Yiyi frowned slightly, turned her head to look at Yun Li, and said lightly, "Senior Brother Yun, can I let me calm down?" Since this big change, she has become taciturn and a taciturn person who was originally lively. The little girl of fifteen or sixteen looks much more mature.
Yun Li ate a soft nail, her tender face turned red with embarrassment, and she said embarrassedly: "Then Yun Li won't bother her junior sister!"
After saying that, he stepped back with great boringness. The other brothers on the deck all gloatly looked at him with ridiculous gaze. Wu Yiyi was so beautiful and cute that she was naturally the object of her peers' pursuit. At this time, seeing Yun Li eating a nail in Wu Yiyi's place, these brothers naturally threw a "sarcasm" without hesitation.
Wu Yiyi did not notice the open and secret struggle between these fellow disciples. She just looked at the sea silently and suddenly saw a colorful light appearing on the sea not far away, which seemed so conspicuous on the blue sea. Wu Yiyi stood up straight and looked at the colorful light in surprise. A figure could be seen vaguely in the light.
Pang!
Wu Yiyi released a third-level flying mount and flew towards the colorful light. The others were stunned and rushed to the boat to see what happened. Seeing this, the two middle-aged cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building hurriedly sacrificed their magic weapons and chased them.
Chapter completed!