Lord of the Desert

Chapter 504: Pagoda Prison
"It wasn't this outrageous before."

Hu Lumen replied solemnly, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"It's unusual. Zi Wuchang's reaction this time is particularly intense."

"What reaction, what do you mean?"

Hong Fan stared at him and asked.

"It's hard to explain in one sentence, and there's no point in saying this now."

Hu Lumen shook his head.

The sound of mountains collapsing and the earth splitting arrived at this moment, tearing the eardrums of the two people fiercely and domineeringly, leaving behind a long buzzing background noise.

"What do we do?"

Jia Yuchen's loud shout was heard from halfway up the hill.

They did not retreat down the slope, but followed - in the face of a crisis, the makeshift team was far from being able to follow orders.

Hong Fan glanced around blankly in the direction of the voice, unable to give an answer.

Above the red dome, the atmosphere was being torn into plasma ribbons tens of thousands of kilometers long by gravity, with blue and purple scales flashing everywhere from ionized bursts, like a glowing giant python winding into deep space.

The earth shook.

The rubble on the edge of the hill fell extremely slowly.

Everyone rushed forward as fast as they could.

"Hong Zishou, what should we do?!"

Jia Yuchen shouted.

"Wait a little longer, don't be impatient!"

Hong Fan stood on the top of the cliff facing the wind, using his sword-like eyes to force the others to shut up, and unknowingly he had put on sand armor.

Wind is no longer wind, it should be more accurately described as macroscopic movement of the atmosphere.

In the east, the rain clouds that were originally suspended in the low altitude gathered toward the source of gravity, rising into a jagged cloud wall tens of kilometers high, accompanied by continuous forked ground flashes inside.

"What is that, a dragon?"

Someone pointed at the waves of silver light that were sweeping up into the sky from a very high place and asked in a low voice.

“That’s the rain.”

Hong Fan's voice was deeper and hoarser than ever before.

"The unstable magnetism prevents precipitation from falling, but instead it sprays toward another planet in a parabola."

The dramatic changes in atmospheric thickness have been transmitted to the surface.

Twenty miles to the west, a majestic tornado about a mile wide was like a wandering fountain, peeling off the skin of the earth wherever it passed.

At the edge of the rotating airflow, Hong Fan clearly saw five-colored light flashing in the air, accompanied by several blurry human figures.

"Someone?"

He hesitated.

"Thirty-one people were sucked up."

Hu Lumen narrowed his eyes and focused, the purple birthmark on his left cheek was distorted and hideous.

Everyone was surprised and suspicious when they heard this.

No third person in the team could see clearly what the two men were talking about.

"The light just now was the characteristic of the activation of the Five Elements Biochemical Codex. That was the Konghou Ye family's team."

Hu Lumen answered with certainty.

The Ye family is a celestial family and is considered one of the most threatening imaginary enemies in this mission.

But no one thought they could survive being sucked into such a storm.

"That means we have one less opponent..."

Lai Huazang said, trying to laugh but unable to do so.

The geological activity in the distant forest has temporarily subsided.

A herd of tens of thousands of beasts rushed out of the forest and ran towards the east for their lives.

"Let's go east."

Hong Fan made up his mind and issued an order.

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The butterfly was about a foot long, flapping its dark blue wings almost silently as it landed on the pure black fleshy leaves.

Four fleshy eyeballs rotated in their sockets, and the two in front locked onto the six-legged lizard beast one meter away.

The butterfly suddenly leaped, splashing large pieces of scales and powder. The three petals of its tubular mouthparts opened and closed, and its dense inverted teeth bit its prey tightly.

Then, before he could swallow, he was beheaded by a sand knife.

The star-shaped pupils in the insect's eyes dilated.

"Avoid it, it's poisonous."

Hong Fan pushed aside the black leaves that were soaking up the light, and glanced at the shadow of a huge tree in the distance behind the forest tops - the outline could be seen clearly even from dozens of miles away, and the tree was at least seven or eight hundred meters high.

The team advanced in an arrow-like pattern through the dense forest and soon made new discoveries.

"The fire was made of chopped wood, and there were prints of booted feet, probably about twenty people, but I couldn't tell where they were."

Xu Ziang reported, his eyes bloodshot and full of excitement.

"The fire was out in less than half an hour, and they are not far from us."

"Rest for a quarter of an hour and get ready for battle."

Hong Fan nodded, his eyes sweeping over the blue-blooded biological tissue splattered on the branches.

He had seen similar scenes many times in the past few days - as the atmosphere found a new balance from the chaos, parts of living things would occasionally fall from the dissipating convection winds.

In three days, they traveled at least a thousand miles eastward. On the way, one person died from a surprise attack by a flying beast and another from a poisonous creature. The bodies were buried on the spot.

Ten minutes later, Hong Fan, who was dozing with his eyes closed, was awakened by the earthquake.

He leaped to the top of the tree next to him in two steps and looked for the source of the rumbling sound.

Outside the forest, cracks in the earth and lava gushing out like pus and blood can be seen everywhere for hundreds of miles.

Even more terrifying are some ochre-gray folded and arched lines.

According to the discussion with Hu Lumen yesterday, it was probably a kilometer-sized worm creature that was forced out of the ground by geological movement.

A herd of flying beasts glided over the forest tops, making dull sounds as they broke through the air.

Soon after, Hong Fan sensed the fluctuation of innate spiritual energy.

"Four miles away, there are two lines of gold and earth."

He turned his head and looked down, and saw Hu Lumen who was looking up at the same time.

"It's from the Prison Palace. Break camp and set off!"

Half an incense stick later, four miles away.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground disintegrated into the leaves of the forest.

With Hongfan as the center, the elite troops of the Zhangwu Academy spread out on both wings, swords drawn.

Beyond the bushes, an eight-meter-long flying beast was hanging diagonally on a tree branch, its fleshy wings bent back, its head broken off on the ground, oozing blue blood, its star-shaped eyeballs still moving.

Around it, there were several long knives with broken edges stuck in the ground.

Nineteen men in full armor were standing or sitting, looking coldly at the newcomers.

"You are from the Prison Palace, right? Do you have the Divine Evil Canon?"

Hong Fan asked directly, his eyes scanning like arrows without any concealment.

According to information from the Hanzhou Martial Arts Academy, the board engraved with the martial arts code is two feet tall and cannot be folded, so it is not easy to hide.

"Whether he is here or not, what does it have to do with you?"

A man in his forties answered.

There was a new two-inch cut on his forehead, and he was carrying a bloated corpse on his back, staring at him with a staring look - the corpse had a similar face to the man carrying it, but was missing one hand.

"I have never seen a Prison Palace disciple who dares to speak to me like this before."

Xu Ziang sneered.

The leader of the nineteen people glanced at the red cloud silk robe on him, and then looked at Hong Fan's purple robe.

"So you are the Purple Ribbon Cavalry. No wonder you dare to follow me. But this is outside. Your leather suit won't work well here."

This man was extremely strong with broad shoulders and back, and he wore a jade pendant with the emblem of the Prison Palace on his waist, and his arrogance was evident in his words.

"You only answer whether I am there or not."

Hong Fan repeated calmly.

The other party smiled when he heard this, took a step forward and kicked out the long sword, the blood stuck on the sword turned into blue mist. A buzzing sound suddenly arose.

Hong Fan tilted his head.

The long knife was driven into the tree close to his face.

Zi Wuchang is not like Dahua. No one will know about all the looting and killing he has done here, and there is no other deterrent except violence.

Because of this, everyone's nerves have been tense.

The word "kill" came from someone's mouth.

The battlefield was like firewood poured with oil, burning fiercely in an instant.

Eleven crossbow bolts were interlaced with seven hand darts, followed by several thrown scabbards.

Jia Yuchen rushed to the front in a series of quick steps, first kicking the mud and then slashing, hitting the opponent's steel wrist guard.

Sparks burst and drag.

On both wings, Lai Huazang and Xu Ziang, one holding a double sword and the other holding a soft whip, rushed into the enemy group.

Among the crowd, only Hu Lumen stood there without moving, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Aren't you going to come?"

Hong Fan looked to his side.

"I'm a guide, not a very good fighter."

Hu Lumen waved his hand.

"That's fine."

Hong Fan sneered, turned around and swung out the Fiery Wave.

The blazing fire essence was so fast that it was difficult to discern, it pushed out horizontally, igniting the grass on the ground along the way.

But this line of fire quickly died out five meters away from the enemy camp.

"Some means."

Hong Fan had already known about the "Pagoda Prison Code".

His true Qi is stubborn, strong and extremely aggressive. When he is in the Strength Realm, he is good at invading the meridians, wedging into the acupuncture points and blocking the true energy pathways. When he is in the Qi Realm, he can even create a boundary in the air to suppress the circulation of the innate spiritual energy.

The blazing fire essence retracted.

Hong Fan leaped up lightly and smashed his opponent's arm with his right palm like smashing a monument.

The two top-level martial arts essences collided head-on, blowing away the rotten mud and broken leaves within several feet.

The disciple of Zhenyue Palace turned around to relieve the force, and threw a punch with his backhand, but was blocked by a single palm.

At the moment of collision, blazing fire essence burst out in a spiral along his limbs, and invisible fire wind shattered his sleeves into ashes all the way down to his shoulders and armpits.

"What a powerful fire essence!"

The other party took a big step back and looked at his burned arm, but he did not panic.

After two rounds of fighting, he already knew that the innate four-combination cultivation level of the Purple Ribbon Tiqi in front of him was one level lower than his own.

The seven-step cage was fully opened, and the rock and soil under Hong Fan's boots melted into golden red.

"Pagoda Prison!"

The disciples of the Prison Palace formed seals at this time, and powerful energy spread out from their bodies, calming all the heat currents around them in an instant.

"Ok?"

Hong Fan frowned slightly, realizing that it was becoming extremely difficult to mobilize the spiritual energy outside the body. The consumption of his true energy increased dramatically the moment it left the body a little further away.

"how?"

The other party thought he had the upper hand and curled his lips.

"The elder of a certain prison palace is Gu Zhiyong, the man who carries the Taiyue Mountain on his shoulders. Your fire element cultivation is quite impressive, so it must be Li Zhengxin, the Flame Blade, who is here in person?"

Li Zhengxin is a veteran purple-strip master in the martial arts academy.

Hong Fan shook his head silently.

As the tenth on the list of geniuses, his combat power is no longer based on fire or sand, or a certain killing method - everyone who has fought with Chixing knows that his suppression power is all-round and has no shortcomings.

"When it comes to playing with fire, Yan Feng admits that he is not as good as me."

Hong Fan simply gave up the killing method and continued to attack with punches and hard attacks.

The reason why "The Pagoda Prison Code" dares to seal the innate spiritual energy is that the pagoda has excellent defensive capabilities.

Gu Zhiyong's boxing stance was solid, and although he was not injured by the attacks from both sides, he was beaten back step by step.

"Are you from a noble family?"

After several rounds of close combat, he didn't expect that he would be out of breath first.

Height, body shape, cultivation, skills...

Apart from dragon blood, Gu Zhiyong could not think of any reason why his strength and endurance were inferior to those of humans.

"How can a noble family be willing to be ordered around by the martial arts academy?"

He spun around and kicked the beast's severed head, spilling blue blood that splattered on the surface of the forest, producing a hissing sound and smoke.

Hong Fan did not retreat but advanced, raised his hand and pulled up the sand mist, wrapping up and suppressing all the blood beads.

The prison barrier is still there.

Although the sand fog cannot last long, it is enough to reveal one's identity.

"Sand and Fire Dual Cultivation..."

As soon as Gu Zhiyong uttered the word, he saw the sand wall collapse. Behind it came a giant in golden armor, about ten feet tall, wielding a giant axe as long as his body.

He rolled back suddenly and saw the black Jianmu that could be hugged by a man was broken into two pieces neatly, and the roar spread like a tide.

"It turns out to be the Blazing Star?!"

Gu Zhiyong exclaimed.

At this point, he still couldn't figure out why Hong Fan was so strong, but just because the opponent was Chixing Hong Fan, it was natural for him to be the weak one.

Hong Fan did not reply, and swung his axe left and right, with nothing in front of him able to stop him.

In the distance, the sound of flesh wings breaking through the air gathered in large numbers and approached rapidly.

"It seems unlucky today."

Gu Zhiyong became more and more afraid to fight, and ordered his men to retreat temporarily.

"Hong Zishou, why don't we each deal with the beasts first and then fight again another day?"

He is in his prime and has a promising future. He is the most courageous and diligent young elder in the Zhenyue Palace, and also a martial arts tyrant in the east of Hanzhou.

His courage and confidence in personally leading the team into Zi Wu Chang were clear evidence of this.

It was the first time for the dozen or so disciples of the Prison Palace present to see Elder Gu avoid the spotlight, but they had no objection.

Chu Jiange retreated and Tie Mo died in front of the Blazing Star. Would it be shameful for us to hide from them?

"Too late."

Hong Fan shook his head and motioned for his attendants to stay away from him.

The first flying beast has arrived.

It was small in size, and it blew across the forest roof like a vicious wind and landed on the horizontal branches, shaking the black wood and making saliva drip between its teeth.

"Hong Zishou doesn't even care about his subordinates?"

Gu Zhiyong looked unhappy and felt regretful.

I just heard that Hong Fan caused a big fuss in Guzhou at the end of last year, and then had a fight with the Third Prince's faction after the New Year. How come I met him again in Zi Wuchang in February?

Damn it, doesn’t that old man Guan approve fake ones? !

"No, neither you nor they can leave."

Hong Fan made a conclusion.

More flying beasts have arrived, and dull roars are coming from all directions. They shuttle back and forth in the dense forest, making people's hair stand on end.

The sand armor deformed, and six gun barrels were supported behind the shoulders.

The people in Zhenyue Palace and even the people in Hanzhou Martial Arts Academy had never used firearms, so they naturally couldn't understand what this trick was.

But there were people who were interested in explaining it for them.

"This is the famous 'God of Fire' in Shengzhou. He is recognized as the most powerful Yuanci killing method in our academy. There are not many opportunities to see him in person."

Hu Lumen, who had been watching for a while, crossed his arms and said, "our institute" was obviously referring to the Supervisory Institute.

"When you are about to die, watch carefully..."

He smiled slightly, and the blue-purple birthmark on his left cheek was illuminated by the firelight.

(End of this chapter)