Zhao Ziyi followed behind several cultivators and overheard countless reports, becoming increasingly alarmed with each one he heard.
These Golden Core stage cultivators all came from the same faction.
They knew of the existence of the Tianyan Continent.
However, the cultivators of the Tianyan Continent are their targets.
Zhao Ziyi was furious, but he could only suppress his anger to avoid alerting the enemy.
He followed the five men for two hours, and then they stopped in front of a lake.
Zhao Ziyi moved a little further away, carefully crouching on a treetop. The treasure-hunting eye in his palm also folded its wings.
Looks like we've found the place.
There might be treasures or Song Chen near this lake.
Time passed by, bit by bit.
Sudden!
The calm surface of the lake was broken.
Ripples spread rapidly across the water's surface.
The water surface began to ripple.
"Gurgle gurgle~"
Huge bubbles churned on the lake's surface before bursting.
The next moment, several figures emerged from the water.
A flash of swords and shadows, accompanied by several bursts of flame, exploded on the water's surface.
Zhao Ziyi was overjoyed; it was Song Chen!
He's still alive!
He even advanced to the Golden Core stage!
At this moment, Song Chen was fighting three opponents at once and was not at a disadvantage.
He pulled out a large number of talismans with his right hand, and with a flick of his fingers, the talismans burned to ashes, and countless flames burst forth, instantly burning towards the enemy.
Song Chen frowned. Where did these Golden Core cultivators come from?
Each and every one of them possessed the cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage.
Moreover, they possess profound cultivation, numerous magical treasures, and even their cultivation techniques differ from those of the Immortal River Garden.
A cultivator in blue robes, surrounded by flowing silver water, held a longbow made of flowing water. With a flick of his sleeve, water instantly sprang from the lake beneath his feet, condensing into three arrows.
"Arrow that Breaks the Ice!"
Three water arrows, arranged in a triangular shape, headed straight for Song Chen.
With a loud "boom".
The flowing arrows collided with the fire talisman.
Water and fire are incompatible.
Countless white steam bursts and rises above the lake surface.
In the blink of an eye, the group exchanged blows several times.
Song Chen blocked all of their attacks.
"Hmph, I don't believe you still have talismans!"
These monks showed no sign of stopping their attack.
But Song Chen sneered. If he didn't run now, when would he?
He finally managed to crawl out of the water.
I don't want to be surrounded and dragged to my death here.
He flicked his fingertips, and more than a dozen talismans appeared again.
The talisman was instantly activated, and dozens of flames blasted towards the cultivators.
Then, Song Chen quickly changed direction, riding on a banana leaf, and flew towards the shore without stopping at all.
The next second.
Song Chen paused in his steps.
He saw familiar faces on the shore.
"Song Chen, we meet again. I didn't expect you to also have a Flame Talisman."
"Quickly feed it to my red lion, let it have a good meal!"
A burst of laughter rang out, and five cultivators flew to the lake, gazing at Song Chen from afar.
At this moment, there were eight Golden Core stage cultivators on the lake.
They surrounded Song Chen, only a hundred meters away, blocking all escape routes.
At this point, it's too late to run away unless he uses the teleportation spell again.
As Song Chen burned with rage, he became increasingly calm.
He gripped his flying sword tightly and asked in a deep voice:
"Who exactly are you?"
The swordsman dressed in red looked at Song Chen with increasing admiration.
"My name is Ran Hongzhu, and I am a sword cultivator from the Tianyi Sect."
"Now you are doomed. Kneel down and beg me to cultivate with you, and I will save your life."
The monk riding the red lion said with great interest:
"I am Liu Shiyue, the Beast Tamer of the Tianyi Sect."
"I've set my sights on your queen bee. Hand her over, and I'll spare your life."
Song Chen gripped the flying sword tightly, somewhat shocked.
How did Liu Shiyue know that he had a queen bee?
Liu Shiyue chuckled softly:
"Don't be surprised. With your limited knowledge, you can't understand my thoughts."
The scholar in blue robes, surrounded by flowing water, snorted coldly upon hearing this:
"Hmph, they've started chatting now?"
Regardless of whose prey he was, the three of us fought him for a long time, and all his treasures should belong to us!
The moment the monk in blue spoke, the atmosphere became tense.
Everyone's expression was somewhat stiff.
It seems that the eight cultivators of Tianyi Sect are about to have an internal conflict.
Everyone was on high alert.
At this moment, Song Chen chuckled softly.
Just now, he had a bold idea.
Song Chen smiled and said sarcastically:
"You want to kill me? Go ahead, I don't even consider you trash."
The entire room fell silent.
The next second, the cultivators of Tianyi Sect all made their move.
Several attacks were launched at Song Chen from both the front and back.
Song Chen held dozens of defensive talismans in his hands, activating his full defense.
Then, a mysterious purple flame appeared in his palm behind his left hand.
The shape of the flame is very peculiar, and it makes people feel depressed at first glance.
It is said that flames are invisible and without shadow.
But the shape of the flames was reflected on the lake surface.
Within the shadows, countless bolts of lightning flashed, and the volatile lightning energy seemed to have spiraled out of control.
Before Song Chen could even launch an attack, a Tianyi Sect cultivator suddenly coughed up blood and fell into the lake.
"thump!"
A figure entered the lake, accompanied by a loud sound.
A handsome young man appeared in the position of the Death Monk.
He held a six-foot-long sword, from which blood dripped.
The ethereal spiritual energy emanating from the sword was the shattered golden core of a deceased cultivator.
"Song Chen, I'm here!"
Zhao Ziyi's appearance attracted everyone's attention.
His attack was so swift that the cultivator was killed in one blow before he could even react.
The cultivators of Tianyi Sect glared angrily.
Song Chen was overjoyed to see that Zhao Ziyi was still alive, and all his worries suddenly disappeared.
He raised his right hand and swung a palm at Zhao Ziyi. The wind spirit root quickly gathered spiritual energy and blew Zhao Ziyi directly to the lake shore.
On his left hand, the Spirit Fire Linglong Purple had already transformed back into several flames.
The contained lightning energy was fully released.
Instantly, the spiritual energy of thunder spread out, enveloping the entire lake surface.
The thunderclouds that had not yet dissipated suddenly emitted a loud roar, like an ancient bellow.
"Boom boom boom!"
The next second.
A thousand bolts of lightning lit up at the same time.
The entire lake surface shone with a dazzling light, like a second sun.
The entire forest was illuminated.
Under the tribulation of lightning, all living beings are equal.
Ten breaths passed before the last bolt of lightning disappeared.
Only one figure remained on the lake.
Song Chen's clothes were torn, his skin glowed with a honey-colored light, and large patches of blood appeared on his body.
His tattered clothes were reduced to mere strips of cloth, hanging from his waist.
He casually slipped on a pair of underwear.
Holding a string of collected storage bags, she flew towards Zhao Ziyi on the shore.
"Ah! Song Chen, you were so cool just now! Standing amidst the lightning!"
Zhao Ziyi was completely infatuated with Song Chen and wanted to cheer him on.
Although Song Chen was in pain, his eyes narrowed with a smile when he heard Zhao Ziyi's praise.
He waved the storage bag in his hand:
"Look, we even got a treasure!"
The two had been separated for a long time and were finally reunited, but now was not a good time to chat.
Song Chen put his arm around Zhao Ziyi's waist and stood behind him.
Zhao Ziyi rode his sword, flying swiftly through the dense forest into the distance.
At this moment, they were all just barely holding on.
Song Chen used countless talismans and defensive formations to resist the lightning tribulation, but his spiritual energy was exhausted.
Zhao Ziyi also used all his spiritual energy to seize the opportunity to kill a Golden Core cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.
A moment later, the flying sword slowed down.
Zhao Ziyi took out a bottle of spirit stone honey from his storage bag and quickly poured it into his mouth.
The next second, a pair of blood-stained hands, holding a white jade bottle, were handed over from behind.
"I've found a new treasure, it's much more effective than Spirit Stone Honey, shall I give it a try?"
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