Zong Zhan and Zong Sheng were born in a declining ancient family. They depended on each other since childhood and had a deep relationship. Since they passed the disciple assessment six years ago, Zong Zhan was valued by Fang Yue, the elder of Tianyun Sect, his status in Tianyun Sect instantly rose to the top, and reached a height that countless disciples need to look up to throughout their lives. As a disciple of the great elder, Zong Zhan has endless cultivation resources. He has the top treasures and learns the oldest combat skills. Zong Zhan’s qualifications have not disappointed Fang Yue. His cultivation has increased day by day in recent years, and he is proud of the young generation.
If it weren't for the conditions for entering the Burning Heaven Site to be under the God Transformation Realm, he would probably have to break through the Spirit Realm and enter the God Transformation Realm two years ago. In this way, after two years of hard practice, Zong Zhan forcibly suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the Spirit Realm, which is only one step away from the God Transformation Realm. It can be said that as long as Zong Sheng wants, he can break through to the God Transformation Realm at any time.
In recent years of practice, Zong Zhan did not have much time to take care of Zong Sheng, but he had already told the Lord of Tianyuefeng to take good care of Zong Sheng. Originally, Zong Zhan believed that with his own explanation, Zong Sheng would live a prosperous life, but he did not expect that he would end up like this before the disciple competition.
Seeing Zong Sheng's headless corpse, Zong Zhan's grief turned into endless murderous intent and anger. He was bound to pay the murderer's life price. However, what Zong Zhan did not expect was that the one who killed Zong Sheng was actually a nine-generation disciple. What Zong Zhan did not expect was that these nine-generation disciples resisted his attack and did not die. At this time, Zong Zhan was shocked when he saw the nine-generation disciples lying on the ground with a rolling demonic energy on his body.
What a terrifying aura, what a terrible murderous intent, and what a strong power.
Is this really a nine-generation disciple with a cultivation level that is only in the late stage of the gathering spirits?
Not only Zong Zhan was shocked, but even all the disciples were shocked. Some disciples wiped their eyes hard, thinking that all this was an illusion, and some disciples looked as stupid as a wooden chicken. At this time, more and more disciples gathered in the market, reaching as many as two thousand. Moreover, as the number continued to increase, there were even more masters who stood in the air, and there were even more people who had their spiritual sense shrouded here.
At this time, a young man in a purple robe stood in the crowd, as if he stood out from a flock of chickens. He looked ordinary, but his forehead was wide and full, his earlobes were plump, and his expression was full of power without anger. He actually felt a natural sense of majesty. The young man looked at Lu Jiang lying on the ground, and there was a look of surprise in his tiger's eyes. He murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Is he... the one who made the gate of heaven and fortune break? What is the secret of this man?"
At the same time, Congsheng looked at Lu Jiang on the ground. His eyes without pupils flashed with strange light, and his gloomy face showed a shock. After a long time, Congsheng muttered: "It seems that he has underestimated you. This power is stronger than my dead energy. No, I am the dead soul in heaven and earth. There is no one in the world. Things can surpass my coffin. I must get the pure dead energy thing in your hand."
On the other side, a young man in a simple brocade dress stared at Lu Jiang. The young man had a jade face and red lips, beautiful and handsome eyes, with a star-like black hair and a bun with a high bun. A purple jade hairpin was inserted into the bun, and his whole person seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. When Lu Jiang grabbed Zong Zhan's halberd with his hands, he frowned slightly and said, "Even if there is no strong cultivation of Tianyun Sect, the future of this son is limitless. Perhaps, Tianyun Sect's decision was not wise."
When many disciples were amazed, Lu Jiang's right hand covered with demonic energy clutched the war halberd tightly, regardless of his already bloody right hand, he slowly stood up. Lu Jiang, who was full of demonic energy, kept shaking his head, as if he wanted to drive the sound out of his mind.
Feeling Lu Jiang's breath expanding sharply, Zong Zhan's face was extremely gloomy. He suddenly pulled the Zhan halberd back. Lu Jiang's strangeness had already made him afraid. He didn't want to make a change and would kill Lu Jiang. But what Zong Zhan couldn't believe was that he tried hard to pull the Zhan halberd back, but the Zhan halberd seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds, which made him unable to pull it back. He frowned slightly, his aura surged again, and he shouted angrily: "Nine Battles' Charge Stage."
A powerful force formed a substantial force and exploded from Zong Zhan's body. The bronze war halberd in his hand made a sound of a beast roaring, forming a storm of power that burst out, forcibly shaking Lu Jiang's hand into pieces and quickly pulled the war halberd back. In an instant, Zong Zhan jumped in the air and roared: "Nine Battles: Sky-breaking Style."
The right hand was shaken by Zong Zhan's bronze war halberd, and Lu Jiang, who was flowing blood, seemed to have not noticed it. He was immersed in the demonic sound in his mind, and his whole aura was erratic, but what was strange was that his injured right hand healed quickly under this demonic energy. When Zong Zhan's war halberd fell again, Lu Jiang lowered his head and shook his head vigorously, as if he had not noticed this shocking attack.
"Resist!" Xiyue, who was lying beside her, shouted loudly. Xiyue, who was originally deeply trapped in self-blame, was already desperate. She believed that Lu Jiang died tragically because of her today, but she didn't expect Lu Jiang to persist. At this time, she saw Zong Zhan's strongest attack, and she shouted loudly in a hurry.
But at this time, Lu Jiang could not hear Xiyue's shouting? The magical sound in his mind made Lu Jiang struggle. The magical sound seemed to be a charming sound, which made Lu Jiang almost unable to control it. The magical intention and killing intention in Lu Jiang's heart swelled sharply.
"What a strong blow, aren't these nine generations of disciples planning to resist?"
"This attack is enough to match the early stage of the God Transformation Realm. Have these nine generations of disciples given up on resisting, or...?"
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Flashes of exclamations sounded. In front of them, Zong Zhan was like an invincible god of war. The bronze halberd in his hand shone brightly. When Zong Zhan fell, a powerful force was pressing down like a mountain fiercely. This force seemed to have the power to break the sky, trying to blow Lu Jiang into powder.
"Boom!" The moment a halberd fell, the entire earth shaking, forming a powerful shock wave spreading wildly, and cracks on the ground spread fiercely towards the surroundings, as if some kind of powerful beast was hidden under the ground.
When the dust disappeared, the whole audience was silent.
I saw that Lu Jiang still held Zong Zhan’s most powerful halberd with one hand, and Lu Jiang’s abdomen was completely immersed in the ground. The cracks on the ground spread at the center. What was even more terrifying was that the surging demonic energy emitted by Lu Jiang rolled violently, as if some powerful existence was brewing.
How is that possible?
Zong Zhan stared at Lu Jiang below, with a serious expression and his pupils condensed. At this moment, he almost doubted his strength. Is it because he was not strong enough, or is the nine generations of disciples in front of him too weird?
Just as Zong Zhan was thinking, Lu Jiang, who was full of demonic energy, suddenly let out a hoarse cry from his mouth like a wild beast plate. The demonic energy was dispelled by the scream, revealing Lu Jiang's hideous and cracked face. At this moment, Zong Zhan was stunned.
I saw that Lu Jiang's eyes were already black, as deep as the vast void, and as if he was hiding some kind of murderous intent that was terrifying, violent, and domineering.
"Kill! Kill!!" Lu Jiang roared repeatedly, and his hand holding the battle halberd tightly exerted force. He roared, and the soil around his body suddenly exploded. Lu Jiang took a fierce step forward. His hand holding the battle halberd tightly raised his strength back. The bronze battle halberd broke free from the hand of Zong Zhan, but was thrown out by Lu Jiang.
"Boom!" The bronze war halberd, which was instantly covered by the demonic energy, turned into an immortal soldier, breaking through the air and blasting towards the sect war.
"Nine Battles of the Mysterious Shield Protecting Body" Zong Zhan looked shocked. He roared angrily, and his aura suddenly turned into a bronze light curtain covering his whole body. However, the bronze light curtain just appeared and shattered. The handle of the bronze war halberd sank into Zong Zhan's chest. Zong Zhan's body flew backwards like a cannonball, bombarding the mountains behind.
"Boom" the mountains fluctuate continuously, and countless soil and gravel splashed fiercely.
"Suck!" Countless breaths of air conditioners sounded at the same time. All the disciples stared at the mountains with wide eyes, all of them were full of disbelief, and a thought emerged in the minds of countless people.
The second-generation disciple Zong Zhan was defeated? The second-generation disciple Zong Zhan was defeated by a nine-generation disciple? He was defeated by a disciple in the late stage of the spirit gathering?
How is that possible?
Lu Jiang, who landed on the ground, seemed to have not known that it had already severely damaged Zong Zhan. He stood there and roared repeatedly. The endless demon sounds exploded in his mind like thunder. The demonic intention and the intention of killing in his heart had expanded to the extreme, and he was about to break out of his body. The hoarse sounds of "killing and killing" made every disciple even more frightened and creepy.
At this moment, the mountain where Zong Zhan crashed into emitted a buzzing sound, a peerless fighting spirit soared into the sky, and a hoarse sound echoed between the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!