The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 266: Yellow Turban Warriors and the Chase

Although the spiritual power of the heaven and earth in the secret realm was shackled, so that when fighting, it lacked the grandeur and power of the world, and instead was mostly close combat or close fighting.

But it doesn’t mean that the people and monsters who grew up here are weak.

Judging from their realm, they are at least Jindan masters, or even middle to late stage masters.

Their lives have undergone a qualitative change, and their souls, five senses, spiritual perception, and lifespan have all undergone transformation.

Under normal circumstances, the Black Wind King is someone who keeps his eyes and ears open, so there is no way he would not notice this sneak attack.

But this was a real chaotic battle, so much so that his attention was divided and he could no longer take care of anything else.

As a result, with just one blow, a bloody hole was opened on his body and even his heart was injured. A large amount of blood gushed out like a fountain with the floodgates opened.

But, how could the king of Black Wind Mountain, one of the three giants of the demon race, die so easily?

Looking down at the blood hole, the bear monster's expression changed from confusion to pain, then to rage, to madness. He was surrounded by black wind, which became ten times more violent. As it cut through the air, it brought about a continuous scream.

The black wind wrapped him up and carried him away from the battlefield, and he landed with a loud bang hundreds of feet away.

A pair of black bear paws stretched out from the black wind, and with a casual pinch, they grabbed a part of the black wind in their hands.

Then, he pressed the black wind hard onto his wound.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Amidst the suppressed roars, when he looked up again, the Black Wind King's eyes were bloodshot, and veins on his head and face were bulging.

Looking at his wound again, it was originally only as thick as a little finger, but it was filled with black wind and turned into a blood hole the size of a baby's fist. It was transparent from front to back, and was filled with black wind, supporting the beating of his heart.

Obviously, this method was extremely costly and painful, but there was no doubt that the wound was blocked.

Looking up again, the Black Wind King no longer paid attention to Chu Zhou, or even the chaotic fight, but looked at the ten land immortals.

Seeing that their auras were connected as if they were one, he didn't care at all. Instead, he bared his teeth and revealed bloodthirsty rage.

"You are seeking death!"

The team of ten people turned around, and the old ancestor Xuan Yue was at the front. She seemed to be dressed coolly and looked like a queen, but she was swearing.

"You damn bear monster, you disgusting thing with black hair all over your body, how dare you force me to drink your dirty blood.

I want you to die, not only you, but also your bear den. I counted eight bear cubs and three mother bears.

Don't worry, I will break their necks one by one, peel off their skin, tear their bones, and eat their flesh!"

It was obvious that Patriarch Xuan Yue hated the Black Wind King so much that the words he spoke sounded like the most vicious curse. The bear monster gritted his teeth and raised his hand to wave!
Then, a raging wind blade flew out from the surrounding black wind, spanning dozens of feet, intending to cut the ten people in half.

But the old ancestor Xuan Yue was no pushover either. He raised his hand and pointed, and a cold Xuan Yue stirred the air and entangled with the wind blade.

The Black Wind King waved his hand again, and three black winds quickly formed and swept over.

The formation of ten people turned again, and the high-spirited man stood at the arrow position. With a roar, the image of a nine-headed lion appeared, and he bit down and broke the black wind into pieces.

In just a moment, the bear monster was already close, raised its hand and slapped down with such force and speed that ripples appeared in the air.

But even so, he only felt his eyes blur, and the nine-headed lion had disappeared, replaced by the ancestor of the Ba Zong who was standing in front.

The Overlord's true form appeared outside his body. The general in majestic armor raised his head full of murderous intent and smashed out with the Overlord Tripod in his hand.

At this moment, the two sides fought fiercely, without any hesitation or mercy, they just used all their means to fight to the death!!!
You have to admit that this group of land immortals have extraordinary means. Individually, they are far inferior to the Black Wind King, but under the strange combination of formations, they really act like one person.

They have not yet adapted to the environment inside the cave. After all, this short period of time cannot compare to the countless years of exploration and accumulation of the human and demon races.

But, there were ten of them!

The ten people united and, with the help of some means, connected their inner energy and souls, so that they could forcefully activate their signature moves in the most direct and stupid way.

If I have to describe it, it is that there is no skill, it is just brute force!

Not to mention the bear monster, at this moment he only wanted to kill these outsiders, and he must kill them all.

Otherwise, he would not be able to quell the wrath of the Black Wind King!

Their fight had already moved away from the main battlefield, and even directly destroyed a section of the wall and penetrated into a palace.

After a while, the palace began to crumble and it looked like it would not last long.

On the other side, the bear monster's experience also frightened everyone. Anyone who was hit by that attack just now would have been hard to dodge.

At this time, everyone seemed to have calmed down a bit, and they separated almost instinctively. It was no longer a melee between several parties, but a one-on-one fight.

Dong Huang faced Chu Zhou again, and this time, he played his trump card.

It was the same blood and qi wolf smoke, but he mixed it with magic power, forming a madly rotating golden bell outside his body. The surface of the golden bell was covered with blood lines, outlining a series of strange patterns.

All attacks that cannot break the blood-patterned golden bell will not be able to hurt him. This golden bell can even dissipate force, rebound, and even shock the soul.

His body is like a golden bell, and each of his punches has the power to break mountains and cliffs. From time to time, he also uses a wrestling or throwing technique, which is really hard to defend against.

It’s a pity that the person he met was Chu Zhou!
In terms of boxing, application of qi and blood, and experience in close combat, Chu Zhou is not as good as him. However, in terms of the application of strength, Chu Zhou, who has studied it hard, is far better than him!

At the beginning, Chu Zhou suffered some losses, but after becoming familiar with Dong Huang's methods, his whole body strength was unified and flawless, so he no longer cared about his wrestling and throwing techniques.

Then he used the Nine Moves of Wandering Dragon to its full potential, his fists and palms falling like raindrops, beating Dong Huang to the ground, roaring in anger, but unable to do anything.

And Baidi once again faced the King of Smoke and Clouds.

Speaking of Bai Di, he actually has quite good skills. In this world, anyone who can use sword energy must have great magical powers and special skills.

Otherwise, under the constraints of the heaven and earth and the spiritual power being consumed, the sword energy would not be able to leave the body.

But Bai Di's sword energy is not only able to leave his body, but also has various changes. It can be as tortuous as desired, changeable, as sharp as a rainbow, and unparalleled.

In the modern world, perhaps any innate warrior has this ability, but here, it is an incredible killing technique.

But King Yanxia is not like other monsters. He is a monster made of clouds and mist. He is invisible and intangible. He is not afraid of being cut or chopped. He can disperse his body at any time and condense at any time.

Bai Di fought with him. He was not afraid at the beginning. The sword flashed everywhere, making the fog monster cautious.

But as his magic power was depleted, the sword energy was no longer available at will, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

Chu Zhou saw it, without wasting any words, he used the move "Raging Dragon Overturning the River", first throwing Dong Huang out, then changing his body shape to meet King Yanxia.

This time, Chu Zhou came prepared. He made a few hand gestures and raised his hand, and one yuan of heavy water was suspended in his palm.

When this magical power was used, it showed its extraordinary qualities. The space around him was distorted, and the body of King Yanxia was pulled to be somewhat unstable.

Upon seeing this, Baidi said nothing, turned around with his sword in hand, and went to meet Donghuang.

Even though they are old rivals, after so many years, they are familiar with each other's background.

When the golden bell and the sword energy collide, the sound of a huge bell continues to spread!

At this moment, Dong Huang finally had time to ask his own questions. His voice was covered by the sound of the bell, but it rang in Bai Di's ears: "Bai Di, why did you help him? Why?"

"Because he made me a promise!"

"What kind of promise could make His Majesty the White Emperor so devoted?"

"He promised to give the human race a chance to escape, and I believed him. So, no matter what he wants to do, I will help him!"

"What did you say?"

At this moment, Dong Huang was stunned, so much so that his reaction was half a beat slow. When the sword energy reached his body, he showed blood veins and golden bells. There was a ding-ling sound, and Dong Huang had a bloody wound on his body, but he didn't care at all, but asked again: "Bai Di, don't lie to me?"

"We've known each other for hundreds of years, and you think I'm lying to you?"

"Then why do you believe him? Aren't you afraid that he is deceiving you? Isn't it even more ridiculous to pin your hopes on the pity of others?"

"Donghuang, you still don't understand!"

The sword in Baidi's hand kept dancing, and the sword light cut indiscriminately, forcing Donghuang to use all his strength to activate the blood-patterned golden bell.

But his voice still rang in Dong Huang's ears: "This world is like a cage, you and I are both trapped beasts in it.

So what if we let you capture Chu Zhou? Do you think we can break the cage with our strength?

impossible!

If there really is a chance, our ancestors would have done it thousands of years ago, so it’s better to let these outsiders give it a try!
If he succeeds, our human race will have a chance. Even if we have to pay a price later, we already have a way out.

If he fails, it will just be another failure case in the past tense, and we have to learn to accept it!"

Baidi's voice became more and more firm, so much so that Donghuang seemed to be lost in thought.

Finally, it is Baidi's summary: "In this hopeless world, isn't it good to give yourself a little hope?"

With just this sentence, Donghuang completely gave up the attack, and Baidi no longer urged his sword energy, but just breathed deeply in an attempt to restore his own magic power.

But before they could rest for a moment, they heard rumbling footsteps again.

The footsteps were so heavy and so orderly, coming from all directions, bringing with them an unparalleled oppression.

Bai Di couldn't help but look around, and then his face changed drastically. He looked up at Dong Huang, their eyes met, and they uttered four words almost in unison.

"Yellow Turban Warrior!!!"

On the other hand, Chu Zhou was somewhat happy because he had finally found a way to deal with King Yanxia.

But his happiness only lasted for a moment, as it was interrupted by the Yellow Turban strongmen who appeared from all directions.

At this time, the "Yellow Turban Warriors" were all furious, as if they wanted to eat people. Their muscles were swollen as if they were inflated, and the word "Force" on their bodies was shining brightly. They also had various weapons in their hands.

Most of them are chains and shackles, some are fishing nets and ropes, and a very small number of them are holding wooden sticks as tall as a person!
Obviously, their "procedures" dictate that they cannot kill people, and their weapons are mainly used for grappling, but the aura they reveal is not weak at all!

There is almost no one below the Jindan level, and there is even a leader who has exceeded the Jindan level.

Most importantly, there are so many of them!

There are already more than ten people who have arrived, and in the distance, there are yellow figures running towards them.

Seeing everyone looking at him, the leading Yellow Turban warrior said almost word by word: "How dare you destroy the Spring and Autumn Palace?"

As far as the eye can see, the area outside the observatory is already in a mess.

Broken tiles, collapsed walls, tilted flowers and plants, and a palace that looked like ruins...

All of this shows how fierce the six-party war was and how excessive their actions were!
"I will throw you into the deepest dungeon, where you will never see the light of day again!"

"Catch them!"

The leader's roar was still ringing in their ears when a group of Yellow Turban warriors rushed forward, throwing out all kinds of magical weapons in their hands, and they were not going to let anyone go!
King Yanxia ran the fastest, and he was almost swept away by the wind. The cloud actually looked a little panic-stricken.

But there were the most fishing nets and chains directed at him, and each of them was glowing with the light that only magic power could bring.

King Yanxia drifted and dodged at his limit and avoided quite a few, but more Yellow Turban warriors arrived, and the fishing nets they threw out were like flower buds blooming in the sky, covering everything!
Finally, there was something that King Yanxia could not avoid. He was covered by a fishing net. It seemed that the gaps in the fishing net were large, but the fog monster was unable to escape.

As a result, the two sides started to compete with each other, like tug-of-war. King Yanxia was very strong, and he dragged the yellow-turbaned strongman forward.

But there was not just one Yellow Turban strongman, so the other Yellow Turban strongmen came to help, dragging King Yunxia to the ground little by little.

At this time, King Yanxia also knew that the situation was dangerous, and he actually showed a red color, as if he was burning. He directly broke the light of the fishing net magic weapon and burned out large holes.

Only then did he manage to escape and flee into the distance.

But the Yellow Turban warrior had no intention of giving up, and more and more people were chasing him.

On the other side, a chain like a long snake bound Chu Zhou.

But before Chu Zhou could make a move, a sword had already blocked him in the middle.

Amid the clanging sounds, Baidi stood in front of him and quickly said to him, "Run! Find a direction and run!"

"As long as we leave the Spring and Autumn Palace, these Yellow Turban warriors will stop chasing us! Hurry..."

Chu Zhou's expression slightly changed, and he suddenly attacked. The heavy water on his fist rotated and directly knocked away a pair of shackles that were attacking him.

With a loud 'bang', the shackles even broke directly, causing the Yellow Turban warrior who was chasing him to fly out like a kite with a broken string.

He grabbed Baidi, flashed away, and fled.

On the side, Donghuang, who had originally escaped, actually changed direction and chased after him.

On the other side, the ten fighting land immortals and the Black Wind King also stopped. They had no choice but to stop as they were almost surrounded by the Yellow Turban warriors.

The two sides became angry and fought without regard for anything, destroying the most buildings and attracting the most Yellow Turban warriors.

But when a group of Yellow Turban strongmen attacked them, they really couldn't fight any longer. They almost collapsed at the first blow and started to flee immediately.

The bear monster directly created the largest black wind tornado, which continued to spread outward. Although the tornado was eventually broken up, he also fled rapidly wrapped in a ball of black wind.

The immortals on land showed the advantage of numbers. They turned their formation, with the ancestor of the Ji family taking the lead, showing the Nine Dragons Dharma Image, and pulling everyone else to fly.

The attacks of the Yellow Turban warriors were all repelled by others, and they fled quickly.

As a result, the chaotic situation among the six parties turned into everyone fleeing in an instant.

The place below the astronomical platform became quiet, except for the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors who did not leave and instead looked up.

Above, a female fairy who had walked out of the painting was looking down at the leader of the Yellow Turban warriors. Their eyes met, as if they had already had a conversation of thousands of words.

Finally, the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors looked in the direction Chu Zhou left, then turned back and said, "Jia Yi, are you sure it's him?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"No, that's not the case. It's just that his strength is too weak. Not to mention being an immortal, he's not even at the Nascent Soul stage.

Why did the Heavenly Court send such a person to take over this world?"

"You ask me, how should I know? Besides, this is not something you and I should consider!"

"That's right! But the problem is, the rules are here, and there's nothing I can do."

"What did I ask you to do??? I was just telling you the current situation!"

The fairy looked into the distance and seemed to see the fleeing figure: "All we can do is wait, wait for the outcome of everything, and wait for a bright future!"

"Yes, even we, the emotionless puppet soldiers, are almost driven crazy by this shackled world!"

“Just hope, that’s really our hope!!!”

"Yes, it will definitely be!"

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