Chapter 703 The Power of the White Tiger Boat
In the secret realm of Sanyan Palace, the central volcano stands majestically, with billowing black smoke mixed with wisps of flames rising into the sky. Inside the volcano, suspended above the extremely hot magma, is a boat no more than ten feet long.
The white tiger was the leader, with wings on both sides, and the evil energy rolled in, easily suppressing the majestic momentum of the volcano.
Below the White Tiger Boat, a huge formation is arranged. At the core of the formation, there is a large mass of secret source floating, which is impressively supporting the operation of the formation with the power of an entire secret realm.
This formation is of the White Tiger lineage, and is specifically used to repair the damage to the White Tiger Boat. You only need to place fixed resources in the formation, and the flying boat can be slowly repaired.
After Yang Tianyou obtained the White Tiger Boat, he entrusted the Eight Desolate Sword Saints with the powerful sword intention to remove the remaining demonic energy from the cracks in the boat. He then asked Gui Zhenzi to arrange this sixth-order formation in the secret realm of Sanyan Palace.
After that, for seventy years, the Yang family invested a huge amount of resources and finally repaired more than 70% of the gaps in the White Tiger Boat.
According to the current situation, in about twenty years, the White Tiger Boat will be completely repaired, and the Yang family will have complete power to manifest the saints.
The space fluctuated and twisted, and then Yang Tianyou, who was wearing a dark purple robe, was revealed. He glanced at the repair progress of the White Tiger Boat, nodded with satisfaction, and with a move of his right hand, amidst the slight roar of the tiger, the White Tiger Boat turned into a wisp of smoke. White light flew into his Dantian.
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In Ziyue County, there is a deep rift valley filled with evil spirits. From time to time, the sound of roaring beasts echoes out.
At the bottom of the valley, in a dark cave, stood a blue palace. This was a portable cave and cave magic weapon of a high level. It was one of the trophies Feng Cang got from the Ye family.
At this moment, in the palace, there were bursts of wind and thunder, and the rich aura of heaven and earth surrounded Feng Cang, who was practicing with his eyes closed. The wings behind his back were slightly fluttering, and blue blood flowed out from the depths of his bone marrow, like a source of life. Wherever it passed, traces of flesh buds grew back, and the fallen feathers gradually recovered.
Creatures with powerful bodies tend to recover faster after being injured. In addition, Feng Cang himself has some status in the Kamikaze Clan and has obtained many treasures from the Ye family. There is no shortage of healing spiritual objects. If everything goes well, there will be no problem. In ten days, he was able to fully recover.
"After recovering from his injuries, he left the Eastern Continent and headed to the Frost and Thunder Region. It is the place where thunder in the Lu Wu Realm gathers, and there must be a lot of thunder veins.
If I can get some fifth-level high-grade thunder vein essence, my bloodline will have a chance to improve to a higher level, and it may even be comparable to the direct bloodline of the royal family..."
Feng Cang was recovering from his injuries while planning his next actions.
His biggest purpose in coming to Lu Wu Realm was to plunder resources, purify his bloodline, and achieve a breakthrough in becoming a saint.
As for the interface war, we have to put it to the back.
Boom! !
The palace suddenly shook violently, and the cave inside became unstable. Feng Cang, who was recovering from his injuries, was shocked, and a sense of crisis surged into his heart like a tide.
"Are the strong men from the Lu Wu Realm chasing you?"
Thoughts flashed across his mind, Feng Cang flipped his right hand, and a somewhat broken wind and thunder hammer appeared in the palm of his right hand.
In his left hand he held a large number of talismans, all of which were treasures of the Ye family.
Outside, the White Tiger Boat was suspended in the air, and a silver-white barrier flowed out from the boat, flowing down like a waterfall, covering half of the deep rift valley.
brush! !
A rainbow suddenly appeared, thunder and storm intertwined, forming a pair of extremely gorgeous huge wings.
Feng Cang flapped his wings lightly and suddenly rushed out of the deep rift valley, crashing into the silver-white barrier above.
On the White Tiger Boat, Yang Tianyou and many of his clansmen were at the head of the boat, watching Feng Cang's useless struggle at leisure.
boom! !
Like an egg striking a stone, Feng Cang fell headlong with a huge roar, stars in his eyes.
In the previous collision, he felt as if his head, which was ten thousand times harder than gold and iron, was about to explode.
Ouch! !
At this time, a fierce, terrifying, and extremely powerful tiger roar rang in his ears.
Feng Cang, who was a little confused, was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw a tiger claw in front of him, which was enlarging rapidly.
On those platinum hairs, the energy of Gengjin and the power of the stars complement each other, making them sacred and domineering.
"Do not!!"
Feng Cang roared in despair, and struck out with the wind and thunder hammer in his hand. The wind and thunder formed in bursts, forming a flying condor that roared into the sky. Its wings were like knives and slashed straight at the falling tiger claws.
At the same time, he waved his left hand, and more than a dozen talismans were activated at the same time. A series of magical powers were like a strong wind and rain in summer, covering the sky and the earth.
However, when the sky-covering tiger claws fell from the sky.
The magical power dimmed, the spiritual energy wailed, the void solidified, and the wings of the flying divine eagle were broken and suddenly exploded.
Even the wind and thunder hammer broke into two pieces under the infinite force and fell to the ground.
Under the pressure of the tyrannical beasts, even ferocious beasts with no intelligence at all became extremely well-behaved.
They were crawling in the corner, shivering, not daring to make any movement.
In Feng Cang's desperate eyes, the white tiger's claws shattered the layers of defense he had constructed in an instant, and then with a slight squeeze, the spiritual energy in his body was directly disrupted.
The powerful body that was originally capable of moving mountains has become as soft as mud, numb and numb, and cannot exert any strength.
"Is this the power of manifestation?"
Feng Cang whispered in his heart. In the haziness, he seemed to see a god. He opened the heavenly eye on his forehead and stared at him indifferently. Then, Feng Cang lost consciousness.
On the White Tiger Boat, Yang Tianyou held the soulless body in his hand, his brows and eyes slowly closed, and then he calmly said without looking back: "Return to the clan!"
