Chapter 340 Diary

Deng Guangzhi,

National Master of Jin.

Yang Qingyun had met him once when he went to Jin several years ago.

At that time, he thanked him for helping to solve the rebellion of the Blood God Cult of Jin and gave him a piece of experience of being promoted to the Grandmaster level.

Seeing that Deng Guangzhi was about to be exhausted and looked desperate,

Yang Qingyun no longer stood there,

Boom!

He took a step forward,

and his figure crossed a distance of thousands of feet in an instant, flying towards Deng Guangzhi.

After a few breaths,

they had arrived at the battlefield where Deng Guangzhi was fighting with the strange creature in the thick black fog.

Boom! ! !

Yang Qingyun punched out,

and a brilliant golden light bloomed. The punch was like gold casting, containing a force that made the void tremble!

The majestic force broke through the sky, as powerful as the vast sea. When Deng Guangzhi's power was exhausted and he was about to be hit by the enemy, he punched the monster in front of him!

Bang!

With a loud bang,

the void trembled,

a powerful force erupted, and large tracts of air seemed to be twisted, accompanied by a deafening roar, turning into a terrifying storm that swept in all directions.

Deng Guangzhi, who had fallen to the ground exhausted, was also blown away by the violent storm.

But there was not a trace of anger on his face, but instead he showed an extremely surprised look of surviving a disaster!

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect someone to come to my aid unexpectedly, how could I not feel happy?

"Thank you for your help, my friend. Please be careful, the black energy of this ghost thing seems to erode the qi!"

Seeing the man fighting with the monster behind him,

Deng Guangzhi couldn't help but shout out a warning,

seeing Yang Qingyun preparing to contact the other party without any defense, his face showed a trace of urgency, and he tried to get up with his hands and feet with difficulty.

After entangled with this ghost thing all the way, no one knew better than him how difficult it was to deal with this thing.

During these days of escape,

it was because of the strange black fog power on the monster that constantly eroded his body, which caused his condition to continue to decline, until he was almost exhausted and was caught up and killed by it!

However,

before he finished speaking,

Boom!!!

The terrifying power swept across the entire world in an instant, and the atmospheric clouds in the sky seemed to have been blasted out with a huge gully, as if tearing the entire sky apart!

The violent air waves swept the earth like a tsunami!

At that moment,

the center of the huge black fog, a huge strange bird that was eight or nine feet long and like a skeleton, its skeleton was instantly shattered!

It was hit by a punch, and its claws that were harder than diamonds were shattered in an instant!

Deng Guangzhi was stunned there,

looking at the scene in front of him blankly,

his face was full of disbelief.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Deng Guangzhi murmured in his heart.

Having been entangled with that ghost thing for so long, he knew how difficult it was.

During the pursuit,

he had gathered his most powerful martial arts and hit the monster directly.

That was enough to severely injure even a great master!

But the monster's body only retreated a hundred feet, and the thick black mist gathered around it dissipated for a moment, and then it was fully restored again.

There was not even a white mark left on the mummy-like body!

But what is the situation now?

Killed by a punch?

Deng Guangzhi looked at Yang Qingyun carefully from head to toe.

The aura was a little scary,

but that was the Gang Qi, right?

His perception should be correct, this is definitely the peak of the Grandmaster Realm!

But what is the situation?

When did the peak of the Grandmaster Realm become so strong?

He was also at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, but why was he so weak that he was almost chased by the opponent.

Could it be that his peak Grandmaster realm was fake?

At this moment,

Deng Guangzhi couldn't help but have a feeling of doubting his life.

"I am Deng Guangzhi, thank you Brother Han for your help!"

Although he was shocked and confused, he quickly gathered his mind, calmed down, and bowed to Yang Qingyun to express his gratitude.

After all, there were only thirty people from the Shengji Sect who entered this spiritual realm,

so Deng Guangzhi still had some impression of Yang Qingyun, who was aliased as Han Li.

However, he couldn't help but look at Yang Qingyun again,

he didn't recognize his face,

but he had entered the Grandmaster realm for many years, and had a general understanding of the sect's elite inner disciples.

A person with such a powerful fighting force is not an ordinary unknown person.

I'm afraid that Han Li is the vest of some genius monster.

Deng Guangzhi said secretly in his heart.

"Brother Deng, you don't have to be polite. We are all from the same sect. We should help each other if we are able."

Yang Qingyun waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to care.

He looked at the monster that looked like a dried corpse that he had smashed apart with a punch not far away. He even bent down to pick up a piece of dried bone head on the ground and put it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

This thing looked like a dried corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years. It had no flesh and blood, and was hard. At the same time, a cold breath came from it.

Faintly, a strange breath seemed to be eroding his body.

However, with Yang Qingyun's flawless golden body, the strange breath did not have much impact on him.

"What is this monster?"

"Brother Deng, have you found anything after coming out?"

Yang Qingyun held the dry head of the monster in his hand and asked Deng Guangzhi who was not far away.

He wanted to explore the depths of this spiritual realm and find the trace of Song Ziming.

Now that someone has come out,

he naturally wants to find out the information inside.

At least we should know a little about the origin of these strange monsters.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know much about this thing, and I have wasted a lot of time on it these days."

Deng Guangzhi sighed and smiled bitterly.

After more than two months of exploration and adventure,

nothing was gained.

If this spiritual realm disappears, then he will lose a lot of money.

"Nothing, anyway, it doesn't mean that you will definitely gain something as long as you explore. I was unlucky this time, but maybe I will be luckier next time."

"Haha, then I appreciate Brother Han's good words."

Deng Guangzhi laughed loudly, and his comfort to Yang Qingyun was a bit of a joke.

Seeing that Yang Qingyun was interested,

in order to repay the life-saving grace,

Deng Guangzhi told him his experience in detail.

Then he took out a palm-sized dark yellow book of unknown material from his storage bag, which seemed to have been used for a long time, and handed it to Yang Qingyun.

"This is a diary that I accidentally got from a dead bone in a ruin. The things in it may be helpful to you."