Martial Mythology

Indistinct and indistinct without years.

There is still an end to the long journey.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Yu and his party arrived in Dayu Realm.

The huge manned flying shuttle docked outside Dayu's realm.

Zhang Yu and the others went to download the shuttle, and then Wu Yong controlled the shuttle to become the size of a finger, and handed it to Zhang Yu respectfully: "My lord, I have erased the brand of will on the shuttle, you can use it at any time." Refining."

"Okay, just let me borrow it temporarily." Zhang Yu nodded, took the shuttle, and the Creator's will instantly imprinted it and refined it.

With a thought, the shuttle submerged into his body in an instant, as if it had merged with the creator's will.

Shang Yu stared ahead, where the Dayu Realm was located.

After wandering outside for so long, I finally returned to this familiar hometown, but unfortunately, things are different.

"Let's go." Zhang Yu took the lead, directly crossing the vast river of time in the Dayu Realm and entering its interior.

Compared with the Abandoned Heaven Realm, the Dayu Realm is very small, even much smaller than the Longevity Realm. Zhang Yu's thoughts can perceive the entire Dayu Realm.

Without Shang Yu and Wu Yong leading the way, Zhang Yu sensed the location of Dayu Zong. The figures of several people flickered in the sky, and soon came to the sky above Dayu Zong.

"Zhao Xing." Zhang Yu's voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone in Dayu Sect, "Come out!"

In the main hall of Dayu Sect Master, Zhao Xing was talking about something with a six-star Hun Master, when he suddenly heard this voice, he couldn't help but frown, and instantly released his mind to perceive the situation in the sky, but his mind seemed to hit an iron plate , to a certain position, there is no way to move on, and it is impossible to detect the specific situation.

Everyone in Dayu Sect raised their heads and looked at the sky.

"It's Elder Wu Yong! And, and... Shang Yu! Why are they together?" Everyone recognized Wu Yong and Shang Yu immediately.

"Elder Wu Yong directly captured Shang Yu?"

"How did he find Shang Yu?"

"Who are those people next to them?"

"The badge of the seven-star chastener...that person is actually the seven-star chastener!"

"The other two are also six-star mud masters!"

Seeing the badge of the seven-star controller of the Hun being worn by Zhang Yu, everyone in the Dayu Sect was a little flustered.

Zhao Xing walked out from the main hall of Dayu Sect Master, and scolded: "How can you be so flustered when you encounter something?"

Everyone didn't dare to say anything at once.

With a cold snort, Zhao Xing raised his head and looked at the sky. When he saw Zhang Yu, he was obviously stunned: "It's him!"

The face of the six-star Hun Master next to him also changed slightly: "Why is he back!"

Seeing Wu Yong, Shang Yu and others beside Zhang Yu, Zhao Xing's heart sank, and he had a bad premonition.

However, on the surface, he was still calm and calm, and his voice also gave off a calm feeling: "Da Yu Zong Zhao Xing, I have met you!"

Zhao Xing was not surprised to see that Zhang Yu was wearing the badge of the Seven-Star Controller of the Hun. He only thought that Zhang Yu deliberately hid the badge of the Seven-Star Controller for some special reason.

Zhang Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhao Xing, so he turned his palms, palms down, and pressed down on Zhao Xing.

Suddenly, a huge palm phantom appeared in the sky, and the terrifying power of creation made countless people below suffocate!

"Danger!"

"Run away!"

"Quick, get out of the way!"

Everyone in Dayu Sect, who was already panicked, fled in a panic.

Zhao Xing's complexion changed, and he immediately knew that his calculations had been revealed. Facing the terrifying palm that fell from the sky, Zhao Xing instantly burst into a powerful aura. The aura is weaker than any seven-star controller Zhang Yu has ever seen, but it definitely meets the standard of a seven-star controller. pass.

Zhang Yu was not surprised at all, because when he just sensed Zhao Xing's position, he sensed Zhao Xing's cultivation level. This guy, in the short time he left, was actually promoted to the seven-star Hun Master.

When he met Zhao Xing before, Zhao Xing's breath was obviously not so strong!

Facing Zhao Xing's resistance, Zhang Yu remained expressionless, and his palms were still pressed down. The terrifying oppressive force caused the entire land to bear an unbearable force, and quickly collapsed, as if being crushed by a mountain.

Zhang Yu didn't use his full strength, otherwise, the entire Dayu Realm would be destroyed, but even so, that power was not something a seven-star Hun Master could easily contend with.

"Boom!"

The huge phantom shadow of the palm covered Zhao Xing's head, pressing Zhao Xing's whole body directly into the ground, the surrounding ground shook, countless buildings collapsed, and cracks appeared on the ground, and the source of many cracks was It was a huge palm print. In the center of the palm print, the ground collapsed and sank dozens of feet.

"No, you can't kill me!" Zhao Xing yelled out from the ground, covered in blood.

Zhang Yu was a little surprised: "He didn't die."

Although he had restrained most of his strength just now, he was not something a seven-star mud master could contend with.

"Father, father!" At this moment, Zhao De came running from afar and shouted in panic, "Father, are you alright?"

Zhao Xing spat out a mouthful of blood, disregarding his own miserable image, he said with a grim face, "I have received the inheritance of an ancient and powerful man, and I am also guarded by the spirit of the tomb of death. If you kill me, you will definitely suffer from the spirit of the tomb of death." There is no place for you to die!" At this time, it is meaningless to quibble, and it is not as effective as direct threats.

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Aura of death?"

He looked at Wu Yong and the others, and asked, "Is there really such a thing?"

Both Shang Yu and Wu Yong shook their heads: "I don't know either."

On the contrary, the taciturn Yan Wu said: "I have heard similar things. It is rumored that after some ancient powers fall, their obsessions will not dissipate, and the aura of the dead tomb will also change. Those who get its inheritance will also accept it. Controlled by their obsession, they lose half of their freedom and become puppets, but they are different from real puppets because they still have their own consciousness... and once they are killed, they will be invaded by the air of the tomb. "

He glanced at Zhao Xing, and then said: "Master failed to kill him with one palm just now, presumably because he only endured half of the power of good fortune, and the other half of the power of good fortune should be held by the ancient powerful The thought bears. This person...should not have lied."

"Unexpectedly, you have such a chance." Zhang Yu looked at Zhao Xing in surprise.

"It's chance, it's also bad luck." Yan Wu said: "Because from the moment he accepted the inheritance, he is no longer him. His consciousness is no longer pure, but more like a puppet with a certain degree of freedom. Half of it is He himself, the other half, is the obsession of ancient power."

"You think I dare not kill you just because you are guarded by the aura of death?" Zhang Yu used the Fortune Prison to imprison Zhao Xing directly. Zhao De on the other side was not spared, and was imprisoned in the same creation space. Nei, "I want to see, how much threat can this deadly tomb pose to me?"

While speaking, he increased the power of good fortune, causing the entire space of good fortune to shrink continuously.

Zhao Xing didn't expect that Zhang Yu would be so stupid that he wouldn't even be afraid of death!

"You can't kill me! The aura of the grave is definitely not something you, a seven-star chasing master can bear!" Zhao Xing shouted: "It is the aura of the tomb formed after the fall of a top seven-star chasing chaste, and There has been a mutation, and the threat is not under the aura of death formed by the fall of the Eight-Star Hun Master! Kill me, and you will die too!"

In the face of Zhao Xing's crazy roar, Zhang Yu was indifferent, and the speed of the ever-shrinking creation space remained unabated.

"Father, father, save me!" Zhao De panicked.

"Shut up!" Zhao Xing yelled at Zhao De, he couldn't protect himself now, how could he have the time to talk to Zhao De?

He didn't know which muscle Zhang Yu made a mistake. He would rather bear such danger than put him to death. He only knew that if he didn't think about it, he would really die here. At that time, even if Zhang Yu Yu was invaded by the spirit of the tomb and ended up miserable, and he couldn't survive.

"Wait, don't kill me, I can tell you a secret, a secret about the Nine-Star Tomb!" Zhao Xing had no choice but to show his last hole card. He believed that this hole card could definitely save his life .

He thought that when he said this, Zhang Yu would definitely stop, because no one could resist the secret of the Nine Star Tomb!

But what made him unbelievable was that Zhang Yu didn't seem to have heard his words. The creation space continued to shrink, and in a few seconds at most, they would completely crush their father and son to death in it. It is not something that the seven-star muddy master can have.

At this moment, Zhao Xing could no longer maintain his composure. He said urgently: "I swear, everything I said is true! I really know a secret about the Nine Star Tomb!" The imminence and threat of death , making Zhao Xing completely panicked, "Alpheus! I know the coordinates and entry method of Alpheus's tomb! Spare me, spare me, and I will tell... ah!"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, Zhao Xing's body was completely annihilated and turned into nothingness.

Even before Zhao Xing was annihilated, Zhao De had turned into fly ash.

"Huh..." Zhang Yu picked out his ears, "It's finally quiet."

At this time, a strange mysterious energy like the filth of nothingness broke away from the creation space and went straight to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu hummed, but the hum was like thunder, and the invisible fluctuations swept over the flying strange energy. In an instant, the strange energy that seemed to have self-consciousness instantly dissipated and annihilated.

"Is this the spirit of the dead grave?" Zhang Yu was thoughtful, "It's a bit like the filth of nothingness, but it doesn't have the wisdom of the filth of nothingness, nor is it immune to the power of good fortune..."

In contrast, although the threat of the filth of nothingness is far less than that of the air of the dead grave, it has the wisdom of a higher intelligent creature and can be immune to various forms of damage, making it even more difficult to deal with.

"My lord." Yan Wu was silent for a while, and asked, "Why didn't you listen to him?"

Zhang Yu smiled faintly: "Nine-Star Tomb, you may not believe me if I tell you. Personally, I'm really not interested."

Do not believe?

Seeing that Zhang Yu killed Zhao Xing and his son without hesitation, and did not give Zhao Xing a chance to speak, they had to believe it if they didn't believe it.

Perhaps, in this confusion, some people really don't care about the Jiuxing Tomb.