Xuanzhong Chapter 162: It's none of your business?
Hundreds of vines were as thick as arms. They rose up with all their strength and imprisoned Lu Yuan in mid-air. Countless spikes pierced out from the vines and pierced deeply into Lu Yuan's flesh.
On the competition stage, Xuan Li's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, and the Star Sword in his right hand was dyed purple.
The weird purple color clung tightly to the Sword of the Stars, and the sword energy gradually faded away, as if it was constantly drawing strength from the purple color.
Underneath, Xuan Li's severed left hand had already been snatched by thousands of vines, and was annihilated in a purple mist.
"Lu Yuan!"
Xuan Li's face was ferocious, like a madman who had lost his mind!
"Now that you are trapped in the Heavenly Spirit Forbidden Formation, you will know what true crushing is!"
Xuan Li's voice fell, countless vines wrapped around him tighter, and the pressure rolling down from the void became heavier.
"boom!--"
In just a moment, the competition platform array carried by the giant turtle was directly compressed and shattered. The runes were broken, and the array was also damaged and could not be repaired for a long time!
When the people watching the battle saw this, they all took a deep breath and looked at the field with disbelief.
One person secretly sighed: "Hiss... what kind of purple energy is so powerful?! What this giant turtle is carrying is a magic circle specially formulated for Nebi! Even if it belongs to a saint,
The attack can also be easily recovered! This kind of magic circle was directly crushed under this purple energy and could not be repaired?!"
The disciple in gray clothes next to him heard this and said, "This is the Heavenly Spirit Forbidden Formation! It is a semi-forbidden technique! What do you think this purple color is?!"
The gray-clothed disciple lowered his voice and said: "This purple color is the power of evil! This Heavenly Spirit Forbidden Formation is about sacrificing oneself to gain the blessing of evil power!"
"This Xuan Li has the power of the stars, and he sacrificed a left hand. This is using the spirit as a lure, flesh and blood as food, and sacrificing evil spirits to enhance himself!"
"The current appearance in the audience, the power gained by Xuan Li after the sacrifice, is by no means less than the strength of becoming a saint!"
When the several sect leaders standing on the high platform saw this, they also had their own thoughts in their hearts.
Just now, they were still sure that Lu Yuan would win, but now, they are a little unsure.
They all saw what Lu Yuan did in the Supreme Court, although they didn't know what Lu Yuan could achieve if he used all his strength and means.
What kind of cultivation level.
But Xuan Li's current strength is naturally no match for Lu Yuan.
However, the moment they saw the powerful power of the Heavenly Spiritual Forbidden Formation, several sect leaders began to hesitate again.
Even they would have to work hard to get rid of the power Xuan Li gained from such a sacrifice.
Now, Lu Yuan was not only locked by the vines, but the spikes on the vines also stabbed into Lu Yuan's body. He was completely trapped in the Heavenly Spirit Forbidden Formation!
Next, this evil power will burst out from the vines, constantly absorbing Lu Yuan's power.
Even if Lu Yuan has great abilities, I am afraid that a lot of his strength will be forcibly taken away, and even all the strength in his body will be taken away by the vines!
In this case, Lu Yuan's death is determined!
Ling Yun, who was standing outside several sect leaders, stood with a gun in her hand, her beautiful eyes always staring at the scene.
Since the evil power appeared, she frowned slightly, and the Xuanpo gun behind her vibrated slightly, as if it was about to explode at any time.
The unrivaled spear spirit couldn't help but overflow from Ling Yun's body, and Ling Yun's grip on the Xuan Po Spear became tighter and tighter.
"Ling Yun, old man, let me remind you that Lu Yuan and Xuan Li have made a life and death order. If you forcefully interfere, you alone will bear all the responsibilities of heaven and earth!"
Zeng Tai's voice sounded next to Ling Yun's ears, and the words "responsibility of heaven" were emphasized very strongly.
"Ling Yun, don't forget, you are the young master of the Ling clan. What you are responsible for is the ups and downs of the Ling family's gun skills for tens of thousands of years. Don't ruin your own bright future!"
Ling Yun is a rare prodigy in the art of gunplay in the Yuanhong Continent for hundreds of years. If he is well cultivated, he will definitely achieve great things in the art of gunnery!
But if Ling Yun died here today due to Lu Yuan's life and death order, then the gunsmiths in the mainland would not know when they would have another successor!
And the Ling clan, who have been blessed with tens of thousands of years of luck with the spear vein, will no longer be able to take a step forward in the art of spear due to the fall of Ling Yun!
Zeng Tai spoke sincerely, and Ling Yun naturally understood the meaning.
Now she is not just Ling Yun!
He is a member of the Supreme Court Spear Sect who has entered the Supreme Spear Way, and is the young master of the Ling Clan, one of the top families in Xuanzhong.
These identities are like chains that tightly imprison her and regulate her every move.
If it were Ling Yun from before,
Most people will have concerns about these and will be dissuaded by Zeng Tai’s words.
but......
She is no longer the Ling Yun she was before!
One is ruthless, everything is false!
Apart from Lu Yuan and Daxing Daxing, Ling Yun has nothing worth remembering!
Everything that once restrained her is now nothing in her eyes!
I saw Ling Yun's eyes turning slowly and falling on Zeng Tai. His eyes were as heavy as deep water.
For some reason, when Zeng Tai saw Ling Yun's eyes like this, a chill arose in his heart.
Ling Yun was only halfway into becoming a saint, but it made him, a respected person, feel a little chilly.
Ling Yun stared at Zeng Tai, moved his red lips slightly, and uttered four words, "It's none of your business?"
Zeng Tai choked suddenly, and his old face suddenly became terrifyingly gloomy.
How good!
He once tried to persuade Ling Yun with bitter words, but Ling Yun just said, "It's none of your business"?
Okay! Drop whatever you like!
I don’t care anymore!
Zeng Tai rolled his sleeves, his eyes turned cold, and he looked quietly towards the field.
Ling Yun also looked back at the competition platform. She shook the Xuan Po Spear in her hand, and a spear like sky shot up.
Behind him, thousands of phantoms continued to condense, and a phantom standing with a gun suddenly formed.
The phantom was wearing a golden armor and looked like an immortal. The golden light glowed from the spear in his hand, and his unrivaled spear power directly pressed against the competition platform.
"Rumble!——"
From above the nine heavens, the purple cloud that was engraved with the life and death orders of Lu Yuan and Xuan Li also sensed that the spear intention seemed to interfere with the fight between the two. The purple cloud suddenly moved, thundering, and the thunder and lightning shaped like a purple snake appeared in the clouds.
The sky kept rising and falling, as if thunder was about to fall in the next moment.
Ling Yun immediately stopped at this point, and the sky-shattering spear intention hung on the competition platform, ready to fall at any time, and the purple thunder in the sky also undulated, staring closely at Ling Yun's every move.
The dual pressure of the spear intention and the power of thunder fell on the entire Supreme Court. All the disciples in the outer circle mobilized their whole bodies to resist, but there were still many people who felt pain in their hearts from the pressure of this power.
Ling Yun's body flashed and she stood in the void of the competition platform. Her eyes were calm and indifferent, but the Xuan Po Spear in her hand continued to surge with powerful power, "Xuan Li, if you hurt him, you will die today!"