The time-traveling villain wants to escape from Feng Aotian's Shura Field

If it weren't for the Golden Crow Banner protecting Changsun Youyou and Li Mohai in the distance, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure.

Blood Shura walked towards Qin Yangjun step by step.

Looking at the two golden dragons surrounding Qin Yangjun, Xue Shura's mouth curled up slightly.

"Interesting. One is a virtual dragon made of spiritual power, while the other is a real dragon soul. Could this be the opportunity you got in the deep sea dragon tomb? Well, after I kill you, these will all be mine!"

Xue Shura clenched the spear in his hand, and the blood-colored spiritual power gathered in his hand like a whirlpool. The ghost behind him also burst out.

Release terrifying spiritual power.

Boom!

There was a sonic explosion in the air, and Blood Shura rushed out instantly, turning into a huge blood wolf and biting Qin Yangjun instantly.

However, just at the moment when Blood Shura rushed to Qin Yangjun.

A small dark clock suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The moment Xiao Zhong appeared, a strong breath of death instantly swept over Xue Shura's whole body. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt that he was locked by something horrible.

Just one look at the small clock made his soul begin to tremble violently.

Fear, deep-rooted fear invaded his brain, and his body wanted to drive him to flee, but the distance was too close, and he couldn't hide at all...

Chapter 129 Unexpected Changes

Ding! ! ! ! !

A clear bell suddenly rang.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to fall into darkness, and the sound of bells filled with a strong breath of death suddenly spread out.

The sound of the bell was like a hurricane, quickly penetrating Xue Shura's body. Xue Shura didn't even have time to resist, and his eyes lost their luster in an instant.

His entire aura, like a candle being blown out, disappeared the moment the sound of the bell penetrated his body.

After the bell rang, Blood Shura fell to the ground, and before he landed, his body turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

With the demise of Blood Shura, the black lotus that blocked the sky also disintegrated in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, in a hall in Shura Valley, a huge golden soul lamp suddenly went out.

The man in charge of the soul lamp was horrified. He even rubbed his eyes. After making sure that the soul lamp was indeed extinguished, he crawled out of the hall.

In just a dozen or so breaths, four rays of rainbow light burst out from Shura Valley...

At the foot of the Blood Spirit Cliff, Qin Yangjun's situation was not much better at this time.

Qin Yangjun could feel that the moment he activated the Ghost Bell, the power of the Golden Crow in his blood and the deathly aura began to collide with each other.

An indescribable pain rushed to his forehead.

Qin Yangjun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead. The golden veins of the Dragon Elephant Fighting Sky Technique appeared and disappeared on his body. Two auras, one gold and one black, entangled in his body.

Qin Yangjun could feel that his body and soul were being torn apart by the two forces of yin and yang. If his physical strength had not reached the level of the first level of tribulation, he would probably have exploded and died by now.

Qin Yangjun didn't know how long he could hold on, as these two forces didn't seem to show any signs of dying out.

Ming was also trying his best to restrain his strength, but the same problem still existed as before, Qin Yangjun's cultivation was too low.

It was just a child swinging the axe, and now he has hurt himself. He is lucky that he didn't die instantly.

Even if Ming restrained 80% of his strength, the remaining 20% ​​would be enough to kill Qin Yangjun.

As the pain intensified, Qin Yangjun's consciousness began to gradually blur.

In a trance, he seemed to see the two figures in his dream again, a man and a woman, dressed in luxurious clothes and surrounded by royal aura.

Qin Yangjun found himself still in swaddling clothes.

This time there were two more people around them.

They were still a man and a woman, not very old, but one could inexplicably feel a sense of closeness between them through blood.

The little boy spoke first:

"Is this my little brother? He's so small. Haha - he looks so comfortable in this swaddling clothes... I'm so sleepy."

The little boy was drowsy and looked tired.

The little girl next to her blinked her big eyes.

"Hmm - it's wrinkled and ugly..."

However, before the little girl could finish her words, she suddenly hesitated for a moment. At this moment, her entire aura changed and became extremely dangerous.

"Hehe... What a little guy, is this my little brother? I brought you a present!!"

A huge long worm was suddenly pulled out by her little hands, and the surrounding area was in chaos in an instant.

I don't know if it's because of these memories, but Qin Yangjun actually felt that the pain in his body was gradually fading away...

Qin Yangjun suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

What Qin Yangjun didn't know was that the two golden dragons surrounding him actually began to circle around him on their own.

The two forces in Qin Yangjun's body were also being drawn away by the two golden dragons.

The originally turbulent spiritual power was gradually suppressed.

At the same time, the body of the golden dragon, which had absorbed the yin and yang forces, began to change gradually.

One was surrounded by white light, as if it had transformed into a sun shining upon all time, faintly exuding a sense of sacredness, while the other was surrounded by black air, as if it had transformed into a black dragon, with a boundless yin energy emanating from its body.

"This is......"

The situation of the two dragons made Ming a little surprised. Then he seemed to remember something and muttered to himself:

"I almost forgot, he has the Great Evolution Immortal Body... his magic is evolved on its own... it's really as exaggerated as recorded in the ancient books, no wonder this physique is called the ultimate body..."

As Ming finished speaking, the black and white dragons completely calmed the two forces in Qin Yangjun's body, and then sank into Qin Yangjun's body on their own.

The severe pain that penetrated deep into his soul also disappeared, and Qin Yangjun fell directly to the ground from mid-air.

The Golden Crow Banner that protected Li Mohai and Changsun Youyou also entered Qin Yangjun's body on its own.

At the same time, Li Mohai was staring at the place where Qin Yangjun fell in a daze with a look of astonishment.

Just now he was awakened by the aftermath of the battle, and as soon as he woke up he saw and heard the sound of the bell that penetrated deep into his soul.

Then he saw the Blood Shura falling to the ground and turning into ashes.

At this moment, he was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

Blood Shura actually died like this?

He did not see the Ghost Bell, but he was sure that this was Qin Yangjun's hidden method.

It seems that I made the right decision to find him, otherwise he would really have died here.

But he knew that once Blood Shura died, Shura Palace would definitely receive the news. If they didn't leave quickly, they would really die here.

So he wanted to prop himself up and stand up, but unfortunately, although he blocked the Blood Shura's shot with his magic weapon, he still suffered serious injuries. At least several ribs were broken and his body was also corroded by the Blood Shura's blood energy.

Even if he returned to Holy Spirit Mountain, he could not get out of bed for ten days or eight months.

But God was kind to him. Just when he was anxious to get up and take Qin Yangjun and Changsun Youyou away, a ray of white rainbow light streaked across the sky and turned into the appearance of Zhao Li.

At this time, Zhao Li looked a little disheveled, with wounds of varying sizes on his body, all oozing blood, but fortunately, none of the wounds were fatal.

After noticing that the Blood Shura's aura had disappeared, he was also stunned.

"Uncle Zhao, stop looking. Xue Shura is already dead. Come on, take us away first."

"Dead...dead?"

Zhao Li's face was full of disbelief.

The Overlord Sect has a close relationship with the Holy Spirit Mountain, and Li Mohai cannot die here.

And Qin Yangjun is Mu Xianxian's younger brother. If Qin Yangjun dies here, Mu Xianxian might first kill him in Shura Palace and then go to their Holy Spirit Mountain to hold him accountable.

They were not afraid before, but now Mu Xianxian has broken through to the ninth level of tribulation. A cultivator of this level of cultivation can stir up the situation in the two continents.

So Qin Yangjun couldn't die here either, at least not before him.

However, what Li Mohai said was something he did not expect.

The Demon Blood Black Lotus in the Blood Shura's hand could at least restore his strength to the third level of Dao Tribulation when the black lotus entered his body. Even when he was in his most victorious period, he was no match for him.

And now, Li Mohai told him that Xue Shura was dead?

Chapter 130 Rewards Received

Zhao Li stood there in a daze, his heart already filled with turmoil.

Seeing Zhao Li in a daze, Li Mohai was angry and anxious. It was such a late hour and he was still in a daze.

He covered his chest, held on to his body, and shouted with all his might.

"Uncle Zhao!!! Don't be in a daze!!! We won't be able to leave once the people from Shura Palace arrive!!!"

Because he spoke too quickly, Li Mohai pulled the wound and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again.

"Ohhhhh!!! So good so good!!"

Zhao Li's thoughts were called back, and he immediately threw out a small boat in his hand, which expanded instantly.

He used his spiritual power to lift Li Mohai and Changsun Youyou onto the fairy boat.

"Qin Yangjun...Qin Yangjun is still down there...hurry..."

After saying that, Li Mohai fainted again, and Zhao Li found Qin Yangjun among a pile of rubble and bones.

However, just when he was about to touch Qin Yangjun, a dragon roar suddenly sounded from Qin Yangjun's body.

Two terrifying pressures descended suddenly, and even he, a cultivator who was undergoing tribulation, was staggered by the pressure.

"Long Wei?! But...what are the black and white ones?"

Zhao Li frowned. He had felt this breath before. Hundreds of years ago, he had also gone down to the deep-sea dragon tomb and felt the pressure above the dragon energy.

But the Qin Yangjun in front of him is clearly a human being, why does he have the pressure of the dragon clan on him? Is this what happened to him in the deep-sea dragon tomb?

But what are these two black and white auras?

He soon thought of a possibility.

Perhaps this is a special method left to him by his sister Mu Xianxian.

The more Zhao Li thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. It was well known that Mu Xianxian cared deeply about his younger brother, and his younger brother had shown his talent in the past two years.

Mu Xianxian must know that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

Therefore, it is extremely normal to leave a backup plan for her.

If this power came to Mu Xianxian, it would be extremely normal for her to feel fearful.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qin Yangjun, and the original aura also disappeared.

This also made him feel relieved. Fortunately it had subsided, otherwise he would have to break it forcibly, and then it might cause some harm to Qin Yangjun, which was not what he wanted to see.

Then he sent Qin Yangjun onto the immortal boat.

After everyone was sent onto the fairy boat, Zhao Li drove the fairy boat.

A formation appeared above the immortal boat, and a huge space rift suddenly opened. The immortal boat then turned into a beam of light and drilled into the rift.

Not long after the immortal boat flew away, four rays of light descended on the wooden bridge at the entrance of the desolate tomb.

It transformed into four people, three of them were wearing armor and one was wearing a gold and black robe.

These people were filled with murderous aura, and the one wearing a golden and black robe had the most murderous aura. He stood in the front and seemed to be the leader of the three people.

And the moment their figures appeared, the temperature around them seemed to drop by several degrees.

After the four people arrived at the wooden bridge, they did not rush into the desolate tomb.

They looked at the endless wasteland and no one took a step forward.

About a dozen breaths later, a gust of wind blew from the direction of the desolate grave. This wind was different from the ordinary wind. It was unusually hot and carried a rotten smell.

Wherever the wind blew, the flowers and plants on the ground withered in an instant.