Chapter 336: Escape Encounters Obstacles

Although the momentum was extremely powerful, it did not cause any substantial damage. It was just a fake move.

Xuanming Zhenxian had no ability to use such Zhenxian skills at all. He just wanted to scare them away and then escape.

"Damn it, how did this guy become smart? Doesn't he like to fight without thinking? How could he use such a trick?"

"Damn it, claiming to be a Zhenxian senior, it's really abominable to use such a trick on us..."

"Is it good now? He ran away. It will be difficult to deal with him next time..."

The many supreme ancestors who had just escaped spoke out, and they were very disdainful of Xuanming Zhenxian's escape.

However, they did not feel anything about the siege just now, as if they were used to it.

"Okay, since he ran away, let him alone. As long as the blockade of the avenue has not been broken, it will not be a big threat. Let's discuss the ownership of this avenue spirit!" The supreme strongman of the Soul Cloud Temple took a deep breath and continued.

As soon as the Supreme of Soul Cloud Temple spoke, everyone agreed with him. Although Xuanming Zhenxian was powerful now, he could not pose a fatal threat to them when the Avenue was blocked. As long as they were careful, there would be no big problem.

Now, it is better to deal with the Avenue Spirit in the center of the Chaos Sea first.

"How to distribute this Avenue Spirit? There is only one, and there are so many of us..." said a Supreme with a frown.

Although the Avenue Spirit is important, everyone present is a peak powerhouse who has seen countless storms. It is not necessary to start tearing their faces now. After all, everyone just fought side by side.

"Hehe, how else to distribute it? We each have a share of the Avenue Power inside. What, do you still want to take this Avenue Spirit for yourself? Or do you want to open the Avenue Shackles now!" The Supreme of the Wang Family next to him said in a deep voice, with an extremely unfriendly tone.

As soon as the Supreme of the Wang Family spoke, everyone around him looked at each other with frowns.

Now the beginning of the Golden Age has been revealed, and the Avenue Shackles are shaky and about to be torn at any time.

As long as one person breaks through and becomes an emperor in the Ancient World, the shackles of the Great Dao will be broken, and then the Ancient Continent will no longer have any restrictions.

As long as the shackles are broken, everyone present will have a great chance of becoming an emperor in the future and becoming the top powerhouse of the Ancient Continent.

"Amitabha, I think the shackles of the Great Dao cannot be broken for the time being. I think everyone is not ready yet!" At this time, the Buddha of the Western Region continued.

Everyone's eyes were flashing with cold light, and I don't know what they were thinking.

"Everyone, this spirit of the Great Dao cannot be moved yet!" At this time, a low and hoarse voice sounded.

The surrounding space fluctuated, and the figures of the Wuxiang Patriarch and the Wuyuan Patriarch came out of the space.

"Tsk tsk, you are willing to come out. You made a mess for us to solve, and now you want to pick peaches. You Chaos Holy Land have a good plan..." The Supreme Soul of the Soul Cloud Temple said lightly, with a very sarcastic tone.

The people around him also looked cold. They naturally saw that Xuanming Zhenxian, the fool, was calculated by the Chaos Holy Land again.

However, killing Xuanming Zhenxian was their own choice, and they didn't care too much.

"We are not picking peaches. I am telling you seriously that this spirit of the Great Dao cannot be moved yet!" Wuxiang Patriarch ignored the sarcasm of the Supreme Soul Yu, and spoke lightly.

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Half an hour later.

"Damn, these people are really damned. These old guys in the Ancient Continent are disgusting and can't be more disgusting!"

In a high sky above the Chaos Sea, Xuanming Zhenxian was speeding towards the distance at a very fast speed, with an extremely ugly face.

Thinking of what happened just now, Xuanming Zhenxian was angry.

Originally thought that the Chaos Holy Land would really help him, but unexpectedly, they sold him out.

Fortunately, he had kept a hand in advance, and did not fight to the end like tens of thousands of years ago.

"When the shackles of the Great Dao are broken, the Chaos Holy Land and those guys, wait for me!" Xuanming Zhenxian cursed secretly, then he started to run at a very fast speed and continued to flee forward.

"Senior Zhenxian, please stay!" Just as Xuanming Zhenxian was fleeing forward at a very fast speed, a clear voice sounded in Xuanming Zhenxian's ears.

Along with it, there was also a mysterious and incomparable confinement force, which spread all over the valley, making Xuanming Zhenxian's body completely confined in place.

Xuanming Zhenxian's pupils shrank, and his heart tightened. What kind of power is this that can actually freeze me.

Then, the space in front of him was distorted, and a handsome young man who looked like a banished immortal appeared in front of Xuanming Zhenxian.

Beside the young man, there were more than a dozen supreme strongmen who were filled with rich law power. They all stood behind the young man respectfully, like loyal guards.

"You... you are the one who stole the Chaos Bell before..." Xuanming Zhenxian looked at the strange young man, then seemed to think of something, and then exclaimed.

When the Chaos Bell was taken away, Xuanming Zhenxian sensed a little bit of the breath of the strong man who took away the Chaos Bell.

That breath was consistent with the breath of the strange young man in front of him.

Obviously, this handsome young man in front of him was the one who took away the Chaos Bell.

"Oh, senior still remembers me?"

Chen Luo raised his eyebrows. When he collected the Chaos Bell, his aura leaked a little. Unexpectedly, he was still caught by this True Immortal.

After the two finished talking, many supreme masters behind Chen Luo were stunned.

They had heard before that the Chaos Bell of the Chaos Holy Land was stolen by the leader of the Demon Sect.

Unexpectedly, it was not the leader of the Demon Sect, but their current master.

"Junior, you are very good, but do you really want to stop me?" Xuanming True Immortal took a deep breath, with a strong fear in his eyes.

The young man in front of him had the Chaos Bell in his hand, and there were so many companions. If he really wanted to stop him, he estimated that it would be difficult for him to solve this crisis.

Moreover, now, he no longer has too many means.

If he really uses the final trump card, even if he can escape in the end, there will not be much way to survive.

"Senior, I took away the Chaos Bell and saved you!"

Chen Luo did not answer, but said slowly, looking at Xuanming True Immortal seriously.

Xuanming Zhenxian frowned slightly. What Chen Luo said was right. There was nothing wrong with it.

The Chaos Bell was too powerful. If Chen Luo hadn't taken the Chaos Bell away, even if another ten thousand years had passed, Xuanming Zhenxian would never have been able to break free from the Blood Immortal Curse.

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