NOVEL WEB Chapter 154 Tang Chen's ingenious plan finally saved Black Feather City
Chapter 154 Tang Chen's ingenious plan finally saved Black Feather City
Because the heartless saint was killed, a large amount of death energy spread out, attracting countless huge dead spirits.
They were like a huge and conspicuous target.
The super-large Buddha's angry lotus fell, accurately hitting the center.
Boom!
The world shook violently.
Then, a magnificent mushroom cloud slowly floated into the air.
The endless nine-color divine fire swept, like waves washing, covering the dead spirits on all sides.
In an instant, countless dead spirits wailed to the sky.
They were like ice and snow encountered by the scorching sun, melting and dissolving rapidly one by one.
Even those huge dead spirits made wailing sounds.
"What a terrifying method!"
"In addition to swordsmanship, Junior Master is also terrifyingly strong in other fields. For a moment, I thought he was the reincarnation of the God of Fire!"
"Can you believe that Junior Master is just entering the Grandmaster realm?"
The crowd was stunned.
The nine-color divine fire swept across, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It almost turned the tide of death into a sea of fire.
"This method is indeed powerful, but it is still a little unrealistic to burn those quasi-saint dead spirits. After all, it is a little short."
"Even if it is burned to death, it is useless. There are too many dead spirits. After they swallow the death energy, they can still launch an offensive."
"Death energy is a product of heaven and earth after all. We can only sigh in despair!"
Many people shook their heads and sighed.
But at this moment, a scene that subverted everyone's worldview appeared.
I saw that the dead spirits that were burned by the nine-color divine fire, their bodies were annihilated in an instant, and the dead air in their bodies was also annihilated. Not a single bit escaped, let alone returned to the world.
"This... How can this be!"
Countless people were stunned, and their heads were even more chaotic.
Why is the tide of dead air difficult to deal with?
It is because the dead air is infinite and cannot be annihilated at all, and the dead spirits swallow the dead air to become stronger.
Back and forth, it is difficult for the flesh and blood of the cultivators to resist.
In front of me, the dead air was actually burned!
Destroyed by the nine-color divine fire!
"Ah..."
At this time, those huge dead spirits let out a shrill wail.
With their strength, they are enough to resist the burning of Tushe Ancient Emperor Yan, and they will not be annihilated.
But those dead air can't do it.
The dead air is stained with fire and swallowed into the belly of the huge dead spirit.
The fire exploded.
In the huge dead body, he rammed recklessly.
In the process, the death energy in the huge dead body was also ignited.
"Death energy is the root of the dead body's condensation. If the death energy is ignited, no matter how strong the dead body is, it will be helpless."
"That's why, after the heartless saint was killed, Tang Xiaoyou did not rush to take action, but let the death energy pour out and attract all the dead spirits."
"Once the fire spreads thoroughly, these dead spirits can't escape even if they want to!"
Quasi-Saint Luoyan's tone was full of admiration.
In such a short time, Tang Chen came up with such a wonderful plan, which is rare and precious.
"Ah..."
The wailing of the huge dead spirit became more and more miserable.
Finally, they finally couldn't bear the burning of Tushe Ancient Emperor Yan, and they turned into nothingness one by one.
After they died, the flames spread more fiercely.
In the end.
The tide of death energy really turned into a sea of fire.
All the dead spirits were struggling and wailing.
All the dead air was burned out.
The slowly moving flames once turned the sky into nine colors.
From a distance, it was shocking.
And Tang Chen stood on the rolling flames.
His face was as calm as water, his robe was flawless white, and his eyes slowly scanned the direction, his posture was so calm and casual.
The crowd looked at Tang Chen with respect in their eyes.
There were still many demon cultivators here.
It was a foregone conclusion that the tide of death would destroy Black Feather City.
Tang Chen appeared and turned the dead end around.
The tide of death was annihilated.
Black Feather City was saved.
All the forces did not have to start over.
All this was too beautiful.
Even if they were dreaming, the crowd did not dare to think like this.
"Thank you, Junior Master, for rescuing us!"
"The actions of Junior Master will be remembered by Prajna Sect and will never be forgotten in this life!"
"I, Yuhu Valley, would like to thank Junior Master!"
"From now on, as long as Junior Master shouts, Feilang Mountain will respond immediately!"
A powerful lord leaned forward and thanked Tang Chen deeply.
Many of them were real people.
Looking at the entire East Wilderness, they were all well-known figures.
But at this time, they thanked one by one.
This was not about face, nor about the height of reality, nor had anything to do with seniority.
It was purely to express high gratitude to Tang Chen.
"This time, the tide of death was stopped thanks to Senior Yi. I was just the last one to finish it off..."
Tang Chen waved his hand, ready to tell the truth about the sword just now.
However, the crowd did not give him this opportunity at all.
Waves of cheers, thanks, and praises came like a tide, completely drowning out Tang Chen's words.
The entire Black Feather City swept away the previous loneliness.
Everything in sight was cheering.
It was like a scene of great joy.
…
When the tide of death was completely annihilated, it was already dark.
Tang Chen decided to go deeper into the death zone tomorrow.
In order to thank Tang Chen, the leaders of the forces specially held a grand banquet.
Tang Chen didn't like this kind of occasion, but seeing that everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts, he didn't spoil the fun and drank with them for a few rounds.
After three rounds of drinking.
Tang Chen found an excuse to slip out.
As soon as he arrived at the courtyard, he saw Yi Zizai.
Yi Zizai was holding a pot of wine, leaning against the bottom of a big tree, staring blankly at the night sky.
Tang Chen walked forward slowly and said in a light voice: "Senior Luoyan left?"
Yi Zizai didn't say anything, just nodded.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Tang Chen pondered for a moment, and said again: "Senior Yi, there is something I hope you can tell me."
"Are you referring to my Luoyan Quasi-Saint?" Yi Zizai suddenly asked.
"Ah?"
Tang Chen was stunned.
He could see that something must have happened between Yi Zizai and Luoyan Quasi-Saint.
But I'm sorry, Tang Chen is not interested at all.
What he wanted to ask just now was why Yi Zizai's pitch-black soft sword and Luoyan Quasi-Sage's silver-white soft sword both attracted the resonance sound of the Black Mystic Immortal Sword.
Obviously, Yi Zizai misunderstood his meaning.
"Senior Yi, I actually..."
Tang Chen hurriedly got the topic back on track.
But before he finished speaking, Yi Zizai suddenly laughed at himself, stared blankly at the night sky, and then his eyes moved and stared at Tang Chen deeply: "Since you want to know so much, then I will tell you!"