Xianhong Road

Chapter 781 Peerless Danger

Lingding Xianfeng, the seventh level.

"I didn't expect 'Wu Shuang' to be in crisis. This must be the layout of 'Wu Zun'. I'm afraid it's too late now."

Yang Fan's heart was full of anxiety, and his thoughts were flying.

"How far is the Huang Wuhou family from the Immortal Dao Sect?"

Yang Fan asked Huang Fu.

"The two are both in the 'Tianwu Prefecture', both located in the north-central position, about 5000 million miles apart."

Huang Fu said without thinking.

As a descendant of the Huang Wu family, he naturally has the right to speak.

"5000 miles?" Yang Fan's heart turned cold. Although the flight speed is extremely impressive after reaching the stage of transformation, such a long distance cannot be reached in a day and a half.

At this moment, even if there is the existence of the third level of Tongtian, it will not be able to quench the near thirst.

"Although the distance is a bit far, I once heard in the family that there is a teleportation array leading to the "Immortal Dao Sect" in the 'Wuhou Castle'. In Daqin, there should be teleportation arrays between these big forces. , but it’s not easy to use on weekdays.”

"Teleportation array?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

"However, as Yaoshi Yang is an honorary elder in the sect, he should be qualified to use this teleportation array."

Huang Fu was not sure.

"Since there is such a teleportation array, maybe it's still in time."

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, his body made a "whoosh", cut through the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Fu, Bai Ze and the others broke out in a cold sweat. The speed was too terrifying, and their spiritual sense couldn't keep up.

……

In front of Wuhou Castle.

Eight unscathed corpses fell from mid-air, without even a single trace of wound or blood.

thump!thump!thump……

Before they died, they still had anger and killing intent on their faces, and they didn't expect death at all.

Only the white-haired old man, who was listed as the great cultivator of Huashen, had horror, fear, and deep helplessness in his eyes.

Maybe he saw clearly and understood the truth of the matter, but he had already lost his life.

huh~~~
Dressed in snow-white clothes, without wind, he still stood where he was, with his hands behind his back.

No one saw Wushuang make a shot.

It even gave people the illusion that he didn't do anything at all, but that the eight people were overbearing, moths flew into the flame, and killed themselves.

At this moment, the ancient castle of Marquis Wu, where hundreds of thousands of monks gathered, was empty and silent.

... There was a dead silence, only the heartbeats of countless monks remained.

Wushuang is still Wushuang, without any changes, but all the monks in Wuhou Castle seem to be shrouded in an invisible shadow.

Watching the battle on the castle, there is also a beautiful and simple girl, slim and graceful, with a pretty face like snow.

The people around her looked at her in awe and admiration, and they all knew her identity.

This pretty girl with a snowy face is Huang Yuyang, the personal female disciple adopted by the current "Huang Wuhou" since childhood.

Even though he didn't inherit the bloodline, Huang Yuyang's talent in martial arts, and even his aptitude for cultivating immortals, was superior to Qin's.

In 600 years, she was promoted to the great cultivator of Huashen, eclipsing countless children of the declining Huang Wuhou family.

If she didn't have the blood of the Wuhou family and was born as a woman, she might be the next heir of the Wuhou family.

At this moment, Huang Yuyang, the daughter of a generation of Tianjiao, with a jade face as dead ashes, a bead of sweat slipped from her forehead, looked at Wushuang hundreds of miles away, her eyes were actually horrified.

A pair of delicate hands, propped on the battlements, trembled slightly, showing the fear and anxiety in her heart.

"Miss Huang... This person is also a martial artist, a swordsman in martial arts, his level of cultivation is at the late stage of transforming gods, but he can kill the same level in an instant, this is simply not human."

Beside Huang Yuyang was a middle-aged man in black clothes, with panic in his voice.

Even if it kills the mid-stage metaphysics of the digitized god in an instant, it is shocking to the world.However, there is a huge gap between the levels of the God Transformation Stage, and the existence of some kings of the same level can also do this.

However, in Wushuang's mind, he was killed together with the great cultivator of Jiehua God.

With such strength, it is completely comparable to the supernatural powerhouse! ! !
"No, the 'sword attack' he launched!! In fact, Uncle Huang has already fought against him..."

Huang Yuyang's voice trembled slightly, trying to calm herself down, but under the gaze of the man in white clothes a hundred miles away, she didn't even have the courage to do it.

"Sword attack?"

"Using the profound meaning of the Supreme Sword Dao, directly rushing to the soul level, Uncle Huang fought against him in the spiritual world, but he lost, and he has no power to resist..."

On Huang Yuyang's fair face, a teardrop fell.

The rest of the uninformed people couldn't help but suddenly wondered whether these corpses didn't have any scars. It turned out that the spirit and will had been annihilated, and the death couldn't be more thorough.

"So, the great cultivator of Huashen still has a chance to compete with him..."

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi gritted his teeth, "Let's go together and try to consume some of his soul power."

The two looked at each other, showing a look of death, and slowly flew from the castle to Wushuang.

"stop--"

At this moment, an old voice that shook the mountain came from the void.

As the old voice resounded, the phantom flickered, and an old silver-haired old man in cloth robes appeared in front of the two of them.

"Master!!" Huang Yuyang leaned forward and said.

"Master Wuhou!!"

In the entire Wuhou Castle, tens of thousands of monks bowed down to the ground in awe.

"Meet Marquis Wu!!"

The blood in the castle was boiling, and countless monks were excited and worshiped.

The sound of kneeling and saluting shocked the sky.

In the field of vision, the silver-haired old man had wrinkled face, bare feet, and withered and yellow skin, giving him an old man who was about to enter his twilight.

This is an old man who is about to reach the end of his life, and his every move shows his age and weakness.

Unbelievable, he is Huang Wuhou today.

Wushuang glanced at him, turned and left.

Gone, he's gone! !
Did he admit defeat! !
"Hahaha... this kid is scared!!"

"Lord Marquis Wu is truly a god-man, a single aura scares this kid into defeat without a fight."

……

But only Huang Yuyang, Xuanyi middle-aged and others were stunned at first, and when they saw the pity and unbearable flash in Wushuang's eyes before he left, they suddenly felt a sense of humiliation in their hearts.

Humiliation, grief and indignation.

It's not that the opponent doesn't fight, but that he doesn't bother to bully an old man in his twilight years.

While being insulted and indignant, they couldn't help but feel admiration.

"Fellow Daoist Wushuang, please stay!!" Huang Wuhou's old voice came.

Wushuang paused.

"Marquis Wu's dignity cannot be insulted, let alone let it be trampled and underestimated in my hands, even if I pay the price of my life..."

Huang Wuhou's voice was sad and tearful.

At this moment, in Wuhou Castle, countless monks wept.

"Master..." Huang Yuyang's eyes were red.

"You are a respectable opponent. Regardless of victory or defeat, Wushuang respects your Wuhou clan."

Wushuang finally turned around. In his eyes, Huang Wuhou was no longer an old man, but a truly respectable opponent.

"Fellow Daoist Wushuang, are you too confident? In today's battle, I think I won't lose."

Huang Wuhou's body suddenly glowed with infinite brilliance, and a majestic momentum like a turbulent wave swept across the world.

At this moment, it seemed to see a warrior who was invincible among thousands of troops.

Boom~~~~
Suddenly, there was a loud noise within a radius of ten thousand miles, and an invisible spiritual power came into being with Huang Wuhou's will.

Huang Wuhou's figure seemed to be magnified thousands of times, dominating the void for thousands of miles, with a lifetime of martial arts will, he exerted a blow to shock the sky.

"God... Void... Realm... Realm!!"

Wushuang was finally moved, his eyes showing shock.

puff! ! !
He staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Heart hurt.

"The Realm of God Void!! Master Wuhou has stepped into the Realm of God Void, it's incredible!!!"

There was cheering in Wuhou Castle.

Even Huang Yuyang was pleasantly surprised: "When did the master step into the realm of the gods? Wuhou of all generations, as long as he stepped into the realm of the gods, he would be a great achievement. Coupled with the power of the blood, he can be proud of the Great Qin!!! "

"The information is wrong, but this is better..." The little surprise in Wushuang's eyes was replaced by excitement.

In the Great Qin Dynasty, most of the [-] princes had inherited bloodlines and secret skills, and at least they had entered the late stage of transforming gods, and they were several times stronger than the same level of transforming gods.

And princes who can step into the realm of the void can basically be invincible.

"Let's fight!!!"

Wushuang's eyes are as deep as the night sky, and there is a faint but real "sword" faintly visible, as if separated by a layer of time and space reincarnation.

The sword shadow flashed, Huang Wuhou froze and fell from midair.

"That was the trick just now..."

Huang Yuyang and other people watching the battle showed nervous expressions, and their hearts rose to their throats.

In the spiritual world, maybe a few breaths have passed, or maybe a whole life has been experienced.

But, in reality, only for a moment.

puff! !

Huang Wuhou let out a muffled snort, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his mind was traumatized.

But Wushuang was not much better, panting slightly, his face pale, obviously exhausted.

"Your realm profound meaning is even more advanced than the Marquis Wu's unique knowledge that I have passed down for countless years, but it's a pity that the huge gap between the realm of Shenxu and the later stage of transformation is bigger than you imagined..."

Thousands of rays of light that cannot be seen directly bloomed from Huang Wuhou's body, thousands of miles of void, and endless majestic power condensed in this world.

Wushuang's figure appeared thin and small.

Just like Yang Fan's powerlessness in the face of the supernatural power back then, Wushuang at this moment is not much better.

The realm of Shenxu is at a commanding height, the existence closest to the third-order existence of Tongtian.

"The next move is one of the strongest secret skills passed down from generation to generation by my Marquis Wu family, 'disillusionment of the sky'!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the tens of thousands of brilliant lights controlled by the realm of the gods swept across the world like a waterfall, impacting the void for thousands of miles, piercing and annihilating everything.

At that moment, looking down from Taixu, the dazzling brilliance revealed a spot of light on the land of billions of miles in Tianwu Prefecture.

In the Daqin Xiuxian Realm, all the existences who have reached the realm of the gods, all of a sudden have a feeling and look in that direction.

"Only use this trick..."

Wushuang's body became dim, but a half-cut sword appeared in his hand.

This broken sword is exactly the same as the one Yang Fan used to kill Sanyou old demon.

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