The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

With a thought, he quickly flew over.

At the boundary between the mist and the stone forest.

Yan Changhong sprinted all the way!

She tightly clutched the incense burner in her hand.

The incense burner was a divine treasure with a built-in space. Fragrance filled the air and it was filled with rich vitality.

Moreover, there was a brand fluctuation in the incense burner.

“Yan Changhong! Put Mu Canghai down and I’ll spare your life!”The one who caught up was Shan Xiong, the second-ranked disciple of the red leaf branch!

Yan Changhong held the incense burner tightly. His eyes were filled with grief and indignation. “You guys are audacious! How dare you attack your fellow disciples! After you get out of here, report back to the Pavilion Master. You guys will be in big trouble!”

Shan Xiong sneered and chased after them. “That depends on which fellow disciple we attack. If it’s the culprit of the heavenly dry star tribulation that year who eliminated you guys, the rest of the pavilion members will only clap their hands in Joy!”

Yan Changhong was extremely sad.

Back in the Jian Xuan Sea area, it might not have been obvious.

But participating in the adventure showed just how much the Jian Xuan Sea area was discriminated against.

When the two of them entered the dream ancient altar, not a single star pavilion member was willing to form a team with them.

Even if they did not have a team of world paragons at the Overlord level, they still tactfully declined to follow Mu Canghai, the Silver Overlord.

Now that they were being chased by the Red Leaf Pavilion, they didn’t have any help.

If it was in the past, the Red Leaf Pavilion and the Sword Pavilion didn’t have any grudges. Even if they didn’t want to interact with the sword pavilion, they wouldn’t be chasing after them as if they were enemies.

The reason was because of that Su Yu!

The white snow sword found Mu Canghai and ordered him to find Su Yu, but Mu Canghai rejected it.

Unexpectedly, the white snow sword took advantage of Mu Canghai’s carelessness and heavily injured him!

Mu Canghai came to the dream ancient altar and searched for all kinds of treasures in the world. He had no intention of ranking.

Thus, he never took away a person’s brand from the beginning to the end.

One could imagine that this sword not only injured her, but also threatened her right to continue exploring.

Right now, she was recuperating in the incense burner, and it was all thanks to Yan Changhong that she managed to escape.

Yan Changhong was not stupid. She planned to escape into the mist.

As long as they entered and used the mist to shield their senses, they had an 80% chance of escaping.

Unfortunately, Shan Xiong and the others saw through her plan and quickly chased after her.

Seeing that Yan Changhong was about to escape into the mist, they were still stopped.

Five figures surrounded Yan Changhong.

Shan Xiong sneered, “At the same time, there’s a big difference between bronze overlords. If you want to escape from me, Shan Xiong, you’re still too young!”

Yan Changhong hugged the incense burner tightly and screeched, “Do you really want to fight to the death?”

Shan Xiong crossed his arms in front of his chest and laughed, “Brothers, what did you hear her say? Fight to the death? It really scared me to death!”

Immediately, the five of them burst into laughter.

“A life and death struggle?”

“Hehe, the people from the Sword Pavilion branch are as laughable and pathetic as always. They don’t even consider their own weight.”

“Come, don’t make a move. Let Me Try. Let me see if my net is enough to hold her back!”

The last to speak was the fourth ranked disciple of the red leaf branch, Zhao Wuwei.

He was still brooding over the fact that he had been swept off the mountain peak by Xue Yu’s sword.

Who was Xue Yu’s subordinate? Everyone knew very well!

They spared no effort in hunting down Mu Canghai and Yan Changhong, both because of the orders of the white snow sword and their own selfish motives.

The humiliation they had suffered at Xue Yu’s hands was returned to Mu Canghai!

Zhao Wuwei took out a flute and played it on the spot.

It was a celestial tune that was intoxicating.

Yan Changhong’s eyes were blurred, revealing a dreamy look.

Zhao Wuwei smiled faintly, and the celestial tune on the flute suddenly tightened. Strands of sound merged with divine power to form a note, stabbing towards Yan Changhong’s head.

Yan Changhong was caught off guard and immediately covered her head and screamed.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Wuwei’s flute flew out like a sword.

With a shuttle, the flute shot toward Yan Changhong’s neck.

For her, who didn’t have any extra marks, this sword was enough to completely eliminate Yan Changhong.

However, unexpectedly.

When the flute was about to Pierce Yan Changhong’s head, she bit the tip of her tongue and woke herself up with a sharp pain.

At the critical moment, Yan Changhong formed a seal with her left hand and cast a powerful divine spell.

“Iron Horse Ice River!”

There seemed to be thousands of soldiers and horses riding on the ice-cold River.

The loud boom created an extremely intense spatial vibration.

The flute, which was just a few feet away, trembled slightly and was held by Yan Changhong with one hand.

The divine weapon was taken away. Zhao Wuwei turned pale with fright and hurriedly cast a defensive divine art.

As he hurriedly cast it, divine power gathered around his body to form a huge turtle. It crouched on the ground like a Black Hill.

It looked extremely defensive.

When the sound wave attacked, the huge turtle also trembled.

Deep within, Zhao Wuwei could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, dying his clothes white.

Zhao Wuwei wiped the divine blood from the corner of his mouth. His expression was filled with shame and anger. “So that’s it! Next, it’s my turn!”

Yan Changhong sneered. “Who told you it’s over?”

Eh? Zhao Wuwei’s heart skipped a beat.

However, he heard Yan Changhong say in a low voice, “Explode!”

Buzz --

The sound wave that had penetrated into the turtle’s body was like a piece of music entering its most passionate moment.

As soon as he said that, the sound wave inside the turtle suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been compressed to the extreme!

A world-shaking sonic boom instantly shattered the turtle.

Zhao Wuwei was the first to be shaken until his life was in danger.

The ancient dream altar sensed his life-and-death danger and sent a wave of energy to protect him. Then, he was teleported away.

Yan changhong rubbed his sore forehead and sneered, “It seems that this fish thinks too highly of itself. Before the net is broken, the fish is dead!”

“Fourth!”The other four shouted.

Obviously, Yan Changhong’s strength was out of their expectations.

“B * Tch! How dare you interrupt fourth’s opportunity!”A burly man who was full of vulgarities rushed out in anger.

He was the third-ranked Zhao Liang, and his strength was one level higher than Zhao Wuwei’s.

They were both bronze overlords, but Zhao Liang had the absolute advantage in the sparring between the two.

“Ptui! Your People’s fates are fates, but ours aren’t?”Yan Changhong scoffed. “Bring it on! I’ve said it before, we’ll fight to the death today!”

“Scram!”Zhao Liang cursed angrily. His voice was like a loud bell, and it was extremely shocking.

“Nine-layered Buddha Fist!”Zhao Liang’s legs were wide open, and he ran like a giant elephant, causing the ground to rumble.

A blood-red Buddha Pagoda appeared in front of him. It was nine stories tall, and each story was made of countless corpses.

Although it was just an illusion, it had the power of a physical object!

Yan Changhong narrowed his eyes and cast “Iron Horse Ice River”again!

The powerful sound wave swept over and shook the pagoda, tearing several hideous cracks.

“Explode!”

When the sound wave reached its peak, the sound wave exploded!

Zhao Liang was not afraid at all. He laughed angrily, “Little B * Tch, I’ll let you have a taste of the true essence of the nine-layered Buddha Fist!”

Before the sonic boom could shatter the pagoda, the body of the pagoda broke apart on its own.

A round of palm prints appeared on each level. There were a total of nine levels.

From low to high, the higher the level, the more astonishing the divine might contained in the palm force.

Bang --

The first palm strike instantly shattered half of the huge impact brought about by the sonic boom.

Bang --

Bang --

The second and third palm strikes continued to weaken.

When the fourth palm print was struck out, the sonic boom was completely flattened.

The fifth palm print did not have any obstruction as it struck towards Yan Changhong through the air.

“A leaf obstructs my vision!”Yan Changhong waved out a leaf.

The leaf expanded in the air, becoming ten million Zhang in size, blocking in front of him.

With a muffled sound, the leaf was struck, and an extremely deep brand appeared on the leaf.

With this, it was the sixth palm.

The leaf was pierced through with a pop, turning into a broken fallen leaf that withered.

The seventh palm struck out with an even more magnificent momentum.

Yan Changhong couldn’t block it, and she used all the divine power in her body to be tough.

Wa --

The divine power in her body was shattered on the spot, and her delicate body immediately flew backwards.

She was still in the air, and the eighth palm hit her!

Puchi --

Yan Changhong’s entire body was covered in injuries, and cracks appeared on the surface of her body. She had suffered extreme injuries!

Zhao Liang smiled coldly. “Goodbye, Vice Pavilion Master Yan!”

Hong --

The ninth palm had finally struck.

With a single palm strike, Yan Changhong would definitely be eliminated, without any exceptions.

In Yan Changhong’s eyes, the Golden Palm imprint grew larger and larger, quickly covering the world in front of her.

She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and endured the pain that was about to come.

Bang --

The heavy sound of flesh fell into her ears, but the pain that Yan Changhong had imagined did not come.

Opening her eyes, she saw a weak, old figure occupying her eyes.

It was Mu Canghai!

Her entire body was covered in milky-white divine blood that flowed endlessly.

The divine power in her body was even more lacking to the extreme!

She stood there as if a gust of wind could blow him to the ground.

“Pavilion Master!”Yan Changhong was shocked. “Your injuries...”

What moved her was that Mu Canghai used his physical body to block the ninth palm.

The already heavy injuries were even heavier.

The milky-white divine blood was like a meandering stream, flowing down her arm continuously.

She couldn’t hold on for too long!

Mu Canghai’s face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He cupped his fists at Shan Xiong and Zhao Liang. “The younger generation is awesome! I plead with the two of you for mercy. Can We stop here?”

When Zhao Liang saw that Mu Canghai had personally made a move, he instinctively felt fearful.

After all, she was a silver overlord.

However, Mu Canghai had pleaded for mercy the moment he appeared. Zhao Liang had just calmed down.

Even with such serious injuries, he could still easily take care of the other party.

Zhao Liang laughed coldly. “That’s it? Mu Canghai, do you think you have the right to say such things now?”

He licked his lips in excitement. “Speaking of which, I have never fought with a silver overlord before. If Pavilion Master MU is willing to satisfy my little wish, I can consider letting you guys off!”

Yan changhong rebuked angrily, “Shameless! If you have the ability, wait for Pavilion Master Mu to recover before you fight! How shameless is it to fight with her now?”

Zhao Liang had a strange smile on his face, “HMPH, whether you are willing or not, it’s up to you guys!”

“Forget it, let’s fight then,”mu Canghai said indifferently.

Under the command of Dan Xiong’s gaze, Zhao Liang immediately attacked.

It was another form of the “Nine-layered Buddha fist”!

Mu Canghai took a deep breath and formed a seal with both of his hands. A weak light like a fluorescent bug flew out from his fingertips.

In the end, the seemingly weak firefly actually burned the nine-layered Buddha Fist to Ashes in an instant!

Zhao Liang’s scalp went numb and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

Shan Xiong’s pupils constricted as he shouted anxiously, “Come back quickly! That’s the heartless corpse fire!”