Chapter 250: The shackles of life, exchange life for life

The hidden art of the boy in white can actually escape the search of the supreme divine realm. This can be said to be the first time Ziyun encountered such a situation. However, when he wanted to investigate the strength of the boy in white, the black mist that could withstand the temptation of his spiritual sense appeared on the surface of the boy in white, he knew that this should be the most powerful talented skill of the God Remnant clan, which can hide his spiritual sense. In other words, as long as the tribes of the God Remnant clan can practice some hidden combat skills that can hide their bodies, the tribes of the God Remnant clan can completely disappear from the enemy's vision and the visit of the divine sense, completely hiding. Only when the tribes of the God Remnant clan appear can their existence be found. But in this case, if these tribes of the tribes of the God Remnant clan have enough wisdom, at least as long as they are not idiots, they will never show themselves outside for too long.

The young man in white is not an idiot. Although he is arrogant, he knows how he should fight. When the young man in white appears, he will hide again regardless of whether he hits or not, so that Wang Long cannot catch his own. In this way, even if the young man in white is not as powerful as Wang Long, his ability to rely on his God's Hidden Talent Skills can prevent Wang Long from catching himself. Since he can't catch himself, he cannot kill himself. As long as he keeps using the hidden skills of the God and constantly attacking Wang Long, the young man in white has now occupied an unbeaten state. What a powerful talented combat skill.

Ziyun couldn't help but sigh. If he fought with this young man in white, with his current strength, he might be able to defeat this young man in white unless he used a large-scale attack holy skill. However, as long as his holy skill could not kill the young man in white, he could only use the Wanbao Tower to trap the young man in white. However, if he wanted to kill the young man in white, as long as the young man in white kept using the hidden skills of the gods, even if he was in his home court, he could not find the young man in white. Perhaps he could only starve the young man in white to death. Ziyun felt that his thoughts were a bit evil, and starving to death was really too evil. After all, this young man in white was also a member of the surviving tribe of the gods.

According to the young man in white, the power of the gods is simply an unparalleled existence in the world. Even the Donghuang Temple is not even taken seriously. The Donghuang Temple, an existence that exists in the legend, is enough to make a fact a legend. There are not many people in the world who can know that the Donghuang Temple exists. Even for these big families and people in the holy land, there are very few people who know that the Donghuang Temple knows. This young man in white is young, and at a young age, he actually knows the existence of the Donghuang Temple. It is conceivable that this mysterious family has a great foundation. Without a powerful foundation, it is impossible to know the existence of the Donghuang Temple.

Wang Long is worthy of being the young master of the Tianquan family, and his strength is extraordinary. Although he is only twenty-seven or eight years old, his strength has reached the realm of the Seven-Star Lord. Without the fragments of the Eastern Wilderness Sutra and the help of the devil fruit, he can reach the realm of the Seven-Star Lord at this age. This is also a top genius. Wang Long began to be attacked by the boy in white because he had never seen such a skill. However, when Wang Long began to realize how powerful the boy in white was, Wang Long began to defend with all his strength. Only when he was sure of being able to win, Wang Long would counterattack. During the rest of the time, Wang Long took a completely let go.

When Wang Long took the defense, although Wang Long looked very embarrassed, Zi Yun could see that Wang Long's seemingly ridiculous actions blocked all the attack directions of the boy in white. In other words, no matter which direction the boy in white attacked, Wang Long could easily block the attack of the boy in white. This defense technique, even the old servant of the boy in white could nod. Of course, there were some people who couldn't understand that when those small families saw that Wang Long, the young master of the Tianquan family, was so embarrassed to defend in front of a child's attack, they all looked contemptuous. They thought that such people could be the young master of the Tianquan family, because this person had a good life experience. If he was also born in the direct family of the Tianquan family, he could not say that he could also become the young master of the Tianquan family.

The boy in white failed to attack several times and his mood gradually became a little impatient. After all, in the imagination of the boy in white, he had the ability to quickly kill the young master of the Tianquan family with his talent and skills. When an enemy could not find him, when he would disappear into the void with one attack every time, there was no reason to lose. Even if his current strength was not Wang Long's opponent, but with his talent and skills, the boy in white thought that even if he could not win, he could still hurt Wang Long. But now, just at the beginning, the boy in white could cause some minor damage to Wang Long. When Wang Long consciously defended, his attack seemed to be in Wang Long's consciousness. No matter how he adjusted his attack direction, Wang Long seemed to be able to block it. This made the boy in white very annoyed and felt very annoyed.

In the next few attacks, the boy in white even forgot that he should have hidden himself immediately. Wang Long seized the opportunity, shouted loudly, slapped his palm and hit the chest of the boy in white. If the boy in white had not reacted quickly, he immediately concealed again, and this palm could kill the boy in white. However, although Wang Long's attack did not kill the boy in white, it also injured the boy in white. From the dull hum, it could be heard that this palm swept the boy in white and hurt the boy in white. Wang Long was mature after all. After hitting the boy in white, he immediately took a defensive attitude and did not earn any merits. This made the boy in white grit his teeth.

Ziyun couldn't help but admire Wang Long. At this age, he was so mature that he did not give up his defensive posture just because he had been in a defensive posture. Most people would not do such a mind. With this mind, Wang Long became the young master of the Tianquan family not just because of his bloodline. Without strong strength and without such a mind, the Tianquan family would not let a mediocre young master of the Tianquan family become such a huge figure. Therefore, if Wang Long became the patriarch of the Tianquan family in the future, the Tianquan family could at least maintain its current strength, and would not have caused the strength of the Tianquan family to be hit by the change of the patriarch.

The boy in white wiped his injured shoulder, gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Long with a calm face, thinking quickly in his heart, how should he injure Wang Long? After all, he seemed to have suffered a great loss now. He could not let Wang Long go like this. He must let Wang Long be punished for this attack, so that he could soothe the anger in the boy in white. However, the boy in white felt helpless because when Wang Long defended like this, he could not find a chance to attack Wang Long, and there was no chance at all. This made the boy in white feel helpless and angry. This should not appear in the current situation. According to the boy in white imagined, he should be chasing Wang Long and killing him, instead of now he was like a flea, jumping back and forth, and even lying on the ground, wanting to attack Wang Long's lower body.

Although others cannot see their current state or their figure, the boy in white still felt his face heat up. Is he looking down on himself? He even looked down on himself? How can others be able to look down on himself? The anger in the boy in white became hotter and hotter, and he finally stopped worrying about too many things. The boy in white roared and rushed towards Wang Long. A layer of black fog appeared on the surface of his body, his eyes were red, as if he was a demon god, rushing towards Wang Long regardless of everything, and a faint evil smile floated on the corner of his mouth, full of indifference and bloodthirsty.

The old servant in the white-clothed boy was shocked when he saw that the white-clothed boy did this and said in horror: "Young Master, no, you will be backfired, stop quickly."

Before the old servant in the white-clothed boy finished speaking, the young man in white had already rushed to Wang Long. Now, it was too late for the old servant in the white-clothed boy to say anything. The old servant's face turned pale in an instant, and Wang Long looked puzzled. He wondered what skills the young man in white-clothed boy was playing now. Could it be another talented skill?

"Go to die." The boy in white laughed wildly. The black fog on the surface of his body seemed to have his own spiritual sense. After the boy in white shouted, he quickly took off the boy in white and condensed into a spear, and then rushed towards Wang Long's body, making him feel deafening and evil spirited, which made Wang Long's face change. He did not dare to take risks with his body. His body quickly floated back, trying to avoid such evil attack from the boy in white. However, this black spear seemed to have his own eyes. No matter how Wang Long dodged, no matter where Wang Long hid, the spear could find the location of Wang Long and rush towards Wang Long.

Wang Long tried several defense methods one after another, but could not stop the attack of the black spear. Mu Di, Wang Long shouted coldly, and a long sword emitting purple light appeared in his hand. He no longer dodged. His eyes showed resoluteness and indifference, and his body was like lightning, rushing towards the boy in white.

The boy in white even stood there without hiding, his face was as bloody as he emitted an evil light, his mouth raised, and he looked at the dragon rushing towards him with a sneer and a god-like king.

"boom."

The attack of the boy in white was faster. The black spear did not have any idea of ​​returning to the savior because of Wang Long's sudden attack on the boy in white. It still followed Wang Long quickly and attacked Wang Long desperately. When the black spear attacked Wang Long's body, the spear failed and entered Wang Long's body. Wang Long's body seemed to be still for a moment. The next moment, Wang Long's eyes shot out cold lights, and the purple sword that was originally stuck in the air fell down and knocked the boy in white away.

The boy in white was like a kite with a broken string. His body scattered a little blood drop, dripping on the ground, falling into a little bloody flower.

"Huh." The boy in white was seriously injured and fell to the ground, but his face showed a crazy smile. Looking at the Wang Long, who was now surrounded by black mist, said with a crazy smile: "What if you hurt me? You have been attacked by my "life-seeking shackles". Even if you don't die, you will become disabled. Haha, it's so refreshing, so refreshing."

Wang Long seemed to have not heard the voice of the boy in white. His whole body was like a sculpture, his eyes were dull, floating in the air, and his body emitted purple lights. Obviously, Wang Long was fighting with all his strength against the "life-seeking shackles" issued by the boy in white. He was like a walking corpse. The children of the Tianquan family couldn't help but shout when they saw Wang Long's current situation. They went forward and wanted to carry Wang Long back to Kunshan. If Wang Long died here, they would not have a good result.

Wang Hai pointed to the young man in white lying on the ground and shouted loudly: "I killed this boy, he was the young master who hurt ours."

The other family children of the Tianquan family who did not squeeze to Wang Long immediately rushed towards the white-clothed boy in anger, wanting to kill the white-clothed boy. Even if Wang Long had a few shortcomings, they could give the family an explanation. Wang Hai even led the way in advance. If Wang Hai had not returned to Kunshan and found Wang Long, Wang Long would not have been attacked like this. Wang Hai can say that if Wang Long really died or was ruined, Wang Hai would definitely be punished by the elders of the family. This punishment just thought about it, which made Wang Hai tremble all over.

The old servant of the young man in white finally moved. In just a flash, he had already arrived at the side of the young man in white. He helped the young man in white up, then hugged the young man in white, left the restaurant, disappeared without a trace.

Ziyun frowned and stood up to chase the three slaves. Although the boy in white was unable to track down the position of the boy in white when he used the hidden skill, now that the boy in white was seriously injured, he could not escape his investigation.

Wang Hai looked at the young man in white and the old servant leaving in a daze, roared, venting his unwillingness, turned to Wang Long, looking forward to him, hoping that this pride of heaven could create miracles at this time and be freed from this hateful "sacred shackles".

It seemed as if God had heard Wang Hai's prayer. The children of the Tianquan family with their hands on Wang Long screamed in horror. The "life-seeking shackles" that had originally lingered on Wang Long actually looked from Wang Long towards the children of the Tianquan family.

Soon, all the "life-seeking shackles" on Wang Long's body disappeared, and the children of the Tianquan family, who were wrapped in the "life-seeking shackles", quickly died in screams.

Wang Long was still floating in the air, looking indifferently at the direction where the boy in white left, and his eyes burst into cold lights.

"Exchange life for life." Wang Hai looked at the Wang Long floating in the air, like a god, and cold sweat emerged from his back, and he looked down and dared not look again.

Ziyun used the supreme divine realm and discovered the way the young man in white and the old servant was moving towards Kunshan. Ziyun was surprised that the young man in white and the old servant was moving towards Kunshan. Ziyun thought to himself, don’t these two people want to live anymore? They dared to move towards Kunshan, the old nest of the Tianquan family. This is the place where the most powerful absolute strongest man in the Tianquan family is. These two people dared to move towards Kunshan. I wonder if these two people were beaten idiots or if they had something else to do.

Could it be that the two of them wanted to defeat the entire Tianquan family? This is simply impossible, but now it seems that these two people want to turn the impossible into a possible thing. Judging from what happened just now, neither of them is an idiot. Since they dare to move towards Kunshan, they must have their own plans. Since they dare to go to Kunshan after almost killing the young master of the Tianquan family, they still want to go to Kunshan, and they must have what they want to get.

Ziyun suddenly shook and felt two powerful auras soaring from Kunshan. Ziyun immediately took back his supreme divine realm. The power of these two auras exceeded Ziyun's imagination. This must be a powerful aura that only strong people in the Nine Heavens realm can emit. Even strong people in the Eight Destroyed Emperor Realm cannot emit such a powerful aura.

Putting away the Supreme Divine Realm, Ziyun and Sannu continued to move forward according to the originally recorded route of the young man in white and the old servant. Even if they were unable to determine where they were, they could still sense where their destination was from the route they were moving forward.

The two auras that soared into the sky flashed in just a flash and disappeared without a trace. Ziyun did not stay too much and rushed towards the direction of the young man in white and the old servant.

The temperature in the sky became hotter and hotter, as if it was putting Ziyun in the sea of ​​fire. Ziyun frowned. The situation ahead must have exceeded Ziyun's imagination. Obviously, the weather could not change so quickly, and it was impossible for it to suddenly turn from the spring just now to such a hot summer weather.
Chapter completed!