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Chapter 59 Burn it!

In his eyes without pupils, the darkness was like the endless vast void. If you look closely, you will find that the seemingly calm eyes seemed to contain terrifying killing, as if he was the incarnation of the demon of killing.
As Zong Zhan's strongest combat skill came, a black light burst into Lu Jiang's black eyes. He clenched his fists, and the overwhelming demonic energy spread wildly from his body. He did not retreat but advanced, and his right foot suddenly took a step towards the rear. The earth cracked and the earth splashed everywhere, and Lu Jiangxun approached him like lightning.
"Rumbling."
A earth-shaking loud noise echoed through the sky, and a wave of shock formed by black and bronze lights rage wildly. The low-level disciples standing in the front were directly blown away by the shock wave, and screamed in a while, but the other disciples did not look at the disciples who were blown away. Their eyes were staring at the battle ahead, for fear of missing any details.
This time, Lu Jiang's attack did not bombard Zong Zhan into the mountains behind. The moment the two collided, they flew backwards like shells. Zong Zhan's dragon head condensed with combat skills shattered, his body fell heavily to the ground like a broken kite, and the bronze halberd also fell off from his hands.
Zong Zhan was lying on the ground, blood kept gushing out of his mouth. He looked at the sky with a dissipated look, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He was defeated, and this "Dragon War" was the strongest attack of Zong Zhan at present, and this attack could not kill Lu Jiang. If it weren't for the bronze armor, he would probably not be able to withstand Lu Jiang's attack.
Lu Jiang's body retreated hundreds of steps before he stopped. He was hit by Zong Zhan, and his body was already covered in blood. When his body stopped, Lu Jiang looked at his hands, which were almost all but white bones, and the sound of wild beasts roaring from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the magical sound and singing in his mind had stopped, and Lu Jiang gradually woke up, but he was in a wonderful state, which seemed to be half awake and half asleep. In other words, Lu Jiang felt that he was not controlling his body at this time, but he also strangely felt the almost inflated killing and violence in his body. When Lu Jiang's eyes slowly moved towards Zong Zhan lying on the ground, this irresistible outbreak of killing and violence.
"Roar" Lu Jiang roared and walked towards Zong Zhan with a big striking step. With each step, the demonic energy emitted by Lu Jiang became stronger. After walking a few steps, his body quickly advanced like an arrow from a string. When he was not far from Zong Zhan, Lu Jiang jumped in the air and trampled fiercely towards Zong Zhan below with a rolling demonic energy.
Zong Zhan, who was lying on the ground, watched Lu Jiang attack fiercely and felt the fatal crisis. Zong Zhan's confused eyes suddenly regained a hint of spirit. Thinking of Zong Sheng's headless corpse, Zong Zhan seemed to have rekindled his fighting spirit. His eyes suddenly brushed a firm stroke and murmured: "The blood of the war god of the Mad Sect... burn." Before he finished speaking, a bronze light burst out from Zong Zhan's body.
At this moment, Zong Zhan's aura changed drastically, and what shocked countless disciples even more was that this aura contained a sense of vicissitudes, domineeringness, and ancient aura.
"It's so deep. If it weren't for this son, who would have known that the clan madman was so terrible?"
"The battle... isn't it over?" A young man stared at Zong Zhan and Lu Jiang in front of him, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
"Is the clan madman finally going to fight to the death? No one expected that the clan madman was the nine-generation disciple in the late stage of the spiritual gathering." The young man with a majestic face stared at Zong Zhan and said softly. Then, his eyes moved to Lu Jiang in the air again, and his eyes suddenly appeared. He could only hear him whisper: "If this boy cannot be a friend, he should be killed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
...
Many young geniuses were secretly thinking about something. As others said, the most important thing in Tianyun Sect is genius. No one knows how many young geniuses there are in Tianyun Sect, because not every disciple is willing to show his true strength.
Thoughts on the peak.
"The water flows for thousands of years and returns to the sea. The inheritance of the Mad God has not disappeared in the years. Can it really reappear in the past? Unfortunately... the Mad God today may only be a stepping stone for others, born with a Taoist body, the image of the Nine Five, and the supreme inheritance of other regions. Each of them has a glorious past. Now, the heroes are competing for the sake of the young generation. Will there be an existence comparable to the supreme Taoist lord be born in this young generation?" the old man murmured.
At the same time, Lu Jiang trampled down with one foot, but suddenly withdrew it. His body quickly retreated, staring at Zong Zhan lying below.
I saw that the bronze light blooming in Zong Zhan was almost like a scorching sun, and a surging aura spread out from the light. Gradually, it shocked countless disciples and the strong men. A phantom gradually emerged from the bronze light. The strongest power stirred the wind and clouds in the sky, making every disciple feel frightened.
"Roar!" A roar filled with endless fighting spirit resounded throughout the world, and Zong Zhan, who was lying below, slowly stood up, and the figure in the bronze light gradually became clear.
This is a figure that is ten feet tall. Although he cannot see his appearance clearly, he can be seen vaguely carrying bronze armor and holding a huge war halberd. He stood in the bronze light, looking at the world with a proud look on the war, full of fighting spirit, like a living god of war, boundless and arrogant.
This time, even the top strong men of Tianyun Sect were shocked. They stared at the God of War in the bronze light, and could not believe their eyes.
Today's battle gave them too much shock, and now this powerful god of war alone gave them endless sense of oppression.
"No, this is the residual power in the bloodline, but unfortunately, this power is too thin."
"The power of burning blood may be able to kill this son with the help of blood, but I will also suffer backlash and even destroy the bloodline inheritance. This is an unwise move."
Many strong people regret Zong Zhan. The power of burning bloodlines was like a flash in the pan. Although it could burst out the shocking power contained in the bloodline, the consequences were extremely serious. Generally speaking, no one would choose to burn bloodlines until a certain extent.
Although many strong people feel sorry for each other, it is strange that no one in Tianyun Sect intervenes in this battle, even the master of Zong Zhan is the same.
"Fight!" Zong Zhan finally let out a roar. He picked up the bronze war halberd and swung a halberd towards Lu Jiang who was retreating. At the same time, the unworld war god in the bronze light also swung a halberd.
"Bang." A sound of space cracking suddenly exploded. The bronze god of war swung a halberd and tore the space, forming a shocking halberd and fell fiercely towards Lu Jiang. This attack seemed to possess endless power of destruction. This halberd seemed to possess immortal power, enough to destroy everything in the world.
At this moment, Lu Jiang stared at the halberd slashed by the bronze god of war with a ferocious expression. At this moment, Lu Jiang seemed to be pressed by the sky. He could not move at all, allowing his body to expand his demonic energy, and no matter how he struggled, it would be useless.
"No!!" Lu Jiang roared repeatedly. The little man sitting cross-legged in the spiritual sea suddenly opened his eyes. Just as the little man raised his right hand and was about to wave it, the old man on Siguo Peak seemed to have felt something. His expression changed drastically, and his right hand quickly looked towards the market.
"Stop." The sound of vicissitudes echoed in the space, and the strongest halberd swung by the bronze god of war was silently resolved by an inexplicable force.
The market, which had already been full of holes, was silent. All the disciples looked at the strange disappearing halberd in confusion, and listened to the vicissitudes of echoing in the space, and were stunned. There was only one thought in their minds, who resolved this terrifying blow?
When Zong Zhan saw the halberd disappear strangely, he let out an unwilling roar, his whole face almost twisted, his eyes staring at Lu Jiang were filled with endless murderous intent, but before he could condense his blood power, he and Zong Sheng's headless corpse disappeared strangely.
The little man sitting cross-legged in the spiritual sea retracted his right hand, looked in the direction of Si Guofeng, remained silent for a long time, and closed his eyes.
At the same time, in an unknown place, a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the depths of the earth suddenly opened his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the earth above, murmured: "Has the scroll of man been opened by a human? Has the demon son been born? Perhaps, only by obtaining the scroll of man can he resist..."
In some endless void, a huge figure was floating in the void. Strangely, the hands and feet of this figure were imprisoned by several dark golden chains covered with countless patterns in this endless void. When the little man from Lu Jiang Linghai opened his eyes, the figure seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and revealed his deep eyes. He looked at the vast void ahead and murmured: "Has the human demon son been born?"
"As long as I can get the scroll of man and the scroll of earth, I will break free from this supreme shackle. Ahh, one day I will kill to the immortal realm!!"
The vast void echoed with the roar of a huge figure, and he struggled wildly, but the dark golden chains seemed to contain the power to trap the sky, and it was useless to let the figure shake.
Chapter completed!
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