The girl who fell to the ground struggled and wailed. Her hair quickly changed from pitch black to gray, and her delicate skin was covered with wrinkles. She transformed from a young girl into a rickety old woman.
The Wuxiang Divine Art is the unique skill of the Tianshan sect.
Only the leader is qualified to practice.
Before Grandma Tong became the Supreme Elder, she was the head of the Tianshan Sect.
He is also the mainstay of Tianshan Sect.
The formless magic skill she practiced has reached the point where it is ever-changing and formless. No matter how the opponent attacks, it can be resolved invisibly. Unfortunately, she encountered Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's heavenly eye is a supernatural power, a means of the gods.
Destroy all illusions.
No matter how invisible and formless the child's grandma's formless magical power is, it is not real after all.
In front of supernatural powers.
The falsehood destroys itself.
The child's grandmother was blasted into her soul by the Heavenly Eye, which not only cracked her formless magical power, but also severely damaged her soul.
In the blink of an eye, all fighting power was lost.
The injury to the soul is far more serious than the injury to the body.
Long Xiaoshan divided his soul and condensed his external incarnation. Even now, his soul has not been completely restored, so he went to Shennongjia to look for the Hundred God Herb.
Even he is like this, let alone the child grandmother.
After severely injuring the child's grandmother with one blow.
Long Xiaoshan turned around and looked around. Wu Yuankui and Master Kunta, who were about to charge towards them, felt a chill in their hearts. The scene where Long Xiaoshan used his Sky Eye just now was deeply imprinted in their hearts.
Especially the golden vertical pupils between his eyebrows, the vast sky, filled with the pressure of the gods.
Even Wu Yuankui, the master who fell into a state of madness, felt trembling with fear.
If that golden beam of light was blasting towards them, would they be the ones lying on the ground now?
"It's time to end."
Long Xiaoshan murmured softly.
From the center of the true vortex in the Dantian, a drop of bluish-white liquid true essence was extracted and injected into the Tiger Soul Sword.
Buzz!
The tiger soul sword activated by the true energy suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and an illusory ancient demon tiger appeared on the sword and let out a thunderous roar.
True energy can only be controlled by masters who have entered the innate real world. Using true energy and true energy to activate a top-quality magic weapon is like the difference between ordinary charcoal fire and rocket fuel.
The tiger sword instantly unlocks its final form.
Even the tiger soul appears.
"No, withdraw!"
Wu Yuankui seemed crazy, but he was not truly crazy. He felt the unprecedented oppression of death.
Without any hesitation, he turned into a blood shadow and escaped.
Any master must have the ability to judge the situation.
Otherwise, there are thousands of warriors in the Hidden Sect, how could they survive and reach the top?
Wu Yuankui was currently in a blood-crazy state, transforming into a blood shadow. His speed was extremely fast, he could fly hundreds of meters with just one breath, and broke the sound barrier in an instant.
"Can you run?"
Long Xiaoshan raised his eyes and heard a long voice.
It's like talking in Wu Yuankui's ear.
At the same time, he drew his knife to cut off the water and cut it out with one stroke.
roar--
The ancient demon tiger roared loudly.
The huge demonic tiger phantom on the blade jumped out as the sword emerged, pulling out a tail flame spanning a kilometer in the air.
The last comes first.
He caught up with the blood shadow in an instant without any stagnation, and passed by the blood shadow again, rushing thousands of meters away before the phantom of the demonic tiger gradually dissipated in the air.
Except for the traces of flames that gradually dissipated in the air.
No trace left.
The blood shadow completely disappeared from the world, as if it had never existed.
From Wu Yuankui's escape to being cut into nothingness by Long Xiaoshan.
It's just a blink of an eye.
Master Kunta didn't even react.
He is now in a hegemonic state, and his speed and reaction are much slower than Wu Yuankui.
At this time, looking at the empty void and the child grandma struggling on the ground, Master Kunta stared at the giant copper bell eyes and couldn't believe what he saw.
In the blink of an eye, one of the three great masters they came was dead and the other injured.
Is this the strength of the top ten on the Dragon List?
It's ridiculous. The entire Hidden Sect is questioning Long Xiaoshan's strength. If they see this scene, I'm afraid no one will dare to say anything.
Kunta gave a wry smile and immediately gave up the idea of continuing to resist. He clasped his hands and said: "Master Long, you are a poor monk who has no eyesight and does not know the gods. I accept it. From now on, everyone in the Vajra Temple will stay away from Long Tianren.
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Kunta is worthy of being a master, capable of bending and stretching. When he sees that something is impossible to do, he immediately bows his head and surrenders.
Completely different from his steely appearance.
Seeing Kunta lowering his head, Long Xiaoshan clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes still indifferent: "Since you dare to provoke me, you have to bear the price of provoking me. If I let you go, who in the Hidden Sect will take me seriously in the future?
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Kunta's heart trembled, and he said repeatedly: "Master Long, is it not enough that you killed Wu Yuankui and injured Tong Lao Lao? You also have to kill them all. You are so murderous, aren't you afraid of arousing the anger of the hidden sect?"
"Public outrage, haha."
Long Xiaoshan smiled faintly: "You think someone will really come to me to avenge your death, but I don't believe it. The Hidden Sect is full of living Lei Feng."
Kunta was shocked and angry, Long Xiaoshan was obviously mocking them.
But now he was unable to refute, because Long Xiaoshan was absolutely right. The three of them dared to come to Long Xiaoshan with the banner of fighting for Tang Honghu and Yaowang Valley because they believed that Long Xiaoshan was not that powerful.
Enough to suppress the so-called genius Long Xiaoshan.
But this time it's different.
Once the three of them were suppressed by Long Xiaoshan.
Destroy the three great masters in one battle.
I'm afraid that the entire hidden door will explode.
At that time, who would dare to doubt that Long Xiaoshan has the strength to be in the top ten of the Dragon Ranking.
Who dares to offend Long Xiaoshan?
Long Xiaoshan is going to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.
And they are undoubtedly the chickens that have hit the muzzle.
It was because Kunta understood this that he knew that Long Xiaoshan was determined to kill him. Kunta smiled miserably. He did not run because he knew that his speed was far inferior to Wu Yuankui. Even Wu Yuankui could not escape. Why could he?
Escape.
"Long Xiaoshan, you don't have to kill me. You killed Wu Yuankui and Tong Lao Lao, which is enough to shock the Yinmen. If you let me go, the Vajra Temple is willing to present a Vajra relic, which is the supreme secret treasure of Buddhism..."
"Kill you, and I will go to Vajra Temple to get the relic..."
The tiger sword in Long Xiaoshan's hand roared violently again, and the shadow of the ancient demon tiger appeared again.
"Don't bully others too much..."
Kunta was furious and mad. In this southwest land, only the Vajra Temple had always bullied others. How had he ever been bullied like this? At this time, his heart was filled with endless regrets. Why did he provoke such a monster?
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"Fight!"
Kunta soared into the sky, and its giant-like figure was like the ancient water god Gonggong crashing into Mount Buzhou, crushing him.
roar!
The roar of the tiger is shocking!
The tiger shadow, covered in flames, jumped up and collided with the giant figure...
