Countless eyes were looking at him from both sides of the street, but no one recognized him.
And this person has the level of cultivation to overcome hardships. Every breath he takes makes the earth shake, and he exhales like a dragon.
Lu Yin stepped forward and appeared in front of this person.
The man raised his head, with a rough face, fierce eyes, and a faint blood color on the blade, staring at Lu Yin.
Lu Yin looked at him. No matter how ferocious this person looked, he was just an ant. Yes, to Lu Yin, this person's combat power was like an ant.
"My name is Gan Mo. I came out of the ninth level of blood. I am a disciple of my master and a master on the blood tower."
Lu Yin was surprised: "Are you a disciple of the Blood Tower Emperor?"
On both sides, people who heard it exclaimed: "A disciple of the Imperial Guard in the Blood Tower?"
"Gan Mo? I remembered, it turned out to be him."
"Xue Dao Gan Mo, one man and one sword, entered the ninth level of blood. He became a disciple of the Blood Pagoda on the ninth level, and later joined the Eighth Night Pillar. He has not been out since. It has been many years. I didn't expect him to show up."
"I heard that when I became a disciple of the Blood Pagoda Shangyu, he was not even in the ancestral realm. I didn't expect that he would survive the hardship."
"How could it be so fast?"
"This person specializes in the art of killing, and he is also a disciple of the Immortal Realm. His cultivation is certainly progressing very quickly..."
The comments from the people around him made Lu Yin understand that the person in front of him was really a disciple of the Emperor of the Blood Tower.
Staying at the Eighth Night Pillar all year round? Not necessarily. Lu Yin clearly felt that this man's blade was bloody, so he must be in the middle of a fight all year round.
"Why are you blocking my way?" Lu Yin asked.
Gan Mo looked at Lu Yin: "I owe Chengshi a favor. It was Chengshi who sent me to the ninth level of blood. I must repay this favor."
Lu Yin nodded: "It's time to report, so you want to stop me?"
Gan Mo clenched the handle of the knife and stared at Lu Yin for a while: "My knife can't stop you, but my identity, I hope I can."
Lu Yin smiled faintly: "I will give you the face of the emperor on the Blood Tower. After waiting for another stick of incense, Cheng Shi will either hand it over to Cheng Gong, or continue to prepare within this stick of incense, and find as many masters as they want."
Gan Mo said in a low tone: "Only one stick of incense?"
Lu Yin clasped his hands behind his back: "There is only one stick of incense."
Gan Mo slowly raised his long knife and pointed it at Lu Yin. Suddenly, the color of the world changed. Countless people smelled the smell of blood, and their expressions changed drastically. Are they going to take action?
"This sword once broke through the ninth level of blood. It was Chengshi who sent me there. Today, I will return it to them." After saying that, he jumped up, raised the long sword, and slashed at Lu Yin.
For a moment, countless people seemed to have seen hallucinations. They saw time being confused, the void overlapping, more than one Gan Mo, and more than one Lu Yin. This is the power of time.
On the blade, gray flowed, and he slashed down with one strike. Qi waves flew around Gan Mo's body, and strong winds swept around him. Finally, he went up against the sky and cut open the sky of Zangtian City.
Countless people stared blankly.
Gan Mo's sword was extremely terrifying, making even those who had endured hardship feel the pressure of suffocation.
However, this knife was caught between two fingers and could not move forward even an inch.
Gan Mo looked at the two fingers on the blade in disbelief, it was impossible.
"Impossible." Someone shouted, not far from the long street, it was a middle-aged man. This man was shocked, even more unbelievable than Gan Mo.
He is a strong man who can survive hardships, and his talent allows him to more clearly perceive the enemy's strength. Gan Mo's sword is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. It contains the power of time on the blood tower. It looks like a sword, but it is enough.
Let go of suffering and avoid retreat in the Great Perfection.
He just stared at that knife, and his talent gave him a real feeling. He was very sure that he would be killed by the knife without any resistance.
However, that Lu Yin actually caught it with his fingers.
How is it possible?
No one can believe it. They are sure that Lu Yin is stronger than Gan Mo, but the gap is not that big. Gan Mo is not an ordinary strong man who can survive hardships. He has reached the ninth level of blood and can be valued by the superior of the blood tower.
If a strong man who teaches combat skills is judged by his killing combat skills, Gan Mo will definitely be qualified to sleep in the Shaoyu Tower.
The pinnacle of such a character, one sword, two fingers? Are you kidding?
Lu Yin held the blade of Gan Mo's blade behind his back with one hand and exclaimed: "There is a person in the Tianyuan Universe named Chu Yuan who is good at the power of time. His strongest combat skill is called the Boundary of Time, which uses subtle gaps to form an explosion.
The offensive attack seems to be a single blow, but with full force, it is enough to hit a dozen swords, or even more."
"Your sword has the same effect as his. It fixes the time and condenses the blade. Just now, you made twelve cuts, all in an instant. The explosive power is terrifying. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Blood Tower Master."
After saying that, the force along the blade shook Gan Mo's hand away, and Gan Mo took a few steps back.
Lu Yin clamped the blade and threw it casually. The long knife swept along Gan Mo's side, tore open the void, crossed the long street, and finally nailed it to the Chengshi gate, tearing a huge crack along the long street.
Everyone looked at him in horror, realizing how terrifying Lu Yin was.
At the end of the long street, many clan members were terrified. Baisha Libra's face was extremely ugly. Gan Mo's favor was only once, but he could not stop this man. This man did not even give the emperor the face of the Blood Tower.
Gan Mo stood there, looking at Lu Yin in shock. He wanted to strike again, not for the sake of his clan name, but for himself.
He wanted to see clearly the difference between himself and this person.
But, can it really be seen clearly?
"What kind of person is the leader of the Blood Tower?" Lu Yin asked.
Gan Mo was startled: "What?"
"I'm asking you, what kind of person is the leader of the Blood Tower?" Lu Yin repeated.
Gan Mo was confused: "Why do you ask this?"
Lu Yin smiled and said: "Of course I am curious. Who is not curious about the Immortal Emperor?"
Gan Mo thought about it and was right: "I don't know how to say it, Master." He hesitated and said, "I don't know."
Lu Yin raised his eyebrows.
Gan Mo said hurriedly: "I really don't know what to say. Anyway, Master is different from what you guessed."
"Okay." Lu Yin didn't force it. Gan Mo looked like a dull person at first glance.
He had also heard about the ninth blood level. It was rumored that as long as he reached the ninth blood level, he could become the master of the Blood Tower.
In fact, there are ways to become disciples of the three supreme gods. Qinglian Supreme's Fate Scab, Jingmen Supreme's Jingque Terrace, and Blood Tower Supreme's Nine Levels of Blood. This is an opportunity for all cultivators in the Jiuxiao Universe.
Among them, the ninth level of blood is the most cruel.
Jiuxiao Universe has had many people who are good at killing since ancient times, but those people have all failed.
Some people are so talented that they are even qualified to sleep in the Shaoyu Pavilion, but in the end they fail.
Throughout the ages, there have not been many imperial disciples on the Blood Tower, but the death rate has been the highest. Whenever Yu Jiuxiao fights, they rush to the front, as you can tell by looking at Gan Mo.
In everyone's impression, Blood Tower Shangyu should be as filled with the desire to kill as Gan Mo.
But now it seems that may not be the case.
Gan Mo was not stupid, but he didn't know how to describe it. It was obvious that the impression given to him by the Emperor on the Blood Tower was too extraordinary.
"If it was Master who struck out with that sword, you would definitely not be able to catch it." Gan Mo said suddenly.
Lu Yin was funny. Just as he was about to say something, Gan Mo added: "If you are in the same realm."
Lu Yin raised his eyebrows, he really didn't believe this.
Regardless of how powerful the Immortal Master was, if it were not for the Immortal Realm and everyone was at the same level, Lu Yin asked himself that no one could be his opponent, not even the Qinglian Master who mastered cause and effect, because he not only had cause and effect, but also had invincible power and the ability to speak and speak.
, I really can’t think of any other power that can surpass him in the same realm.
A stick of incense passed quickly, and there was no change in Zangtian City.
There were no new foreign players joining Chengshi, only those who were watching the excitement retreated a little further.
Lu Yin raised his foot, took one step, crossed Gan Mo, and took another step, and he was already outside the clan area. There was no need to walk slowly.
Looking at the huge portal in front of him, he saw that it was such a big handiwork. There were countless original treasure formations on this portal, which were fixed on the door with the strange carving method of Zangtian Universe. It gave Lu Yin a feeling similar to that of the Tianmen.
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If we force the attack, the defense will be shocking.
Separated by a door, Lu Yin is on the outside, and everyone inside is called the family.
Almost all the eyes in Zangtian City were focused on it. They were curious, what would Lu Yin do? Is it really because of one Cheng Gong that the entire Cheng clan would be implicated? You know, some time ago, the Cheng clan publicly expelled Cheng Gong, which was tantamount to
It has nothing to do with being a public servant, so it makes no sense for Lu Yinruo to still take action against the Sheng family.
"The door of Chengshi is known as the face of the three clans. Although the three clans compete with each other, they share the control of the Celestial City and have joined forces several times to attack the outside world. Among them, the door of Chengshi is the most difficult to break. It is said that there are eight inscriptions carved on the door.
Ten spiritual treasure formations are unimaginable." In the distance, someone whispered. Although the voice was small, it still reached Lu Yin's ears.
Lu Yin's eyes moved and he carved eighty original treasure formations? So many?
Someone else spoke, and his position was similar to that of the person just now: "The three major clans in Zangtian City have different understandings of the Zangtian heritage. The Yu clan is famous for its single-row formation. Give them time to explore the most powerful secrets of the Lingbao formation."
, it is said that it can set up a spiritual treasure formation that is enough to bury ten powerful people who have overcome the hardships of Dzogchen."
"Once the five major night pillars joined forces to conquer the Tibetan Universe, they suffered losses in this single-row formation."
"The Chi clan practices carving murderous intent, and rarely participates in interpreting spiritual treasures. It is said that he has learned thousands of spiritual treasure murder intents, and the strength is determined based on the number of instant carvings. It is said that the contemporary leader of the Cheng clan, the Hundred Killing Scales, can carve twelve spirits in an instant
The treasure's murderous intention is boundless in its power."
"The Jue family cultivates linear artistic conception and has not dabbled much in the original treasure formation, but whether it is Yu's scroll formation or Chengshi's carving murderous intention, linear artistic conception is indispensable. The more powerful the spiritual treasure's murderous intention, the more it needs the city of artistic conception.
Linear artistic conception was also the only way in the Tibetan Universe that could rival the Lingbao Formation, and sometimes even surpassed the Lingbao Formation."
This man talked a lot, and his voice kept reaching Lu Yin's ears.
Lu Yin was not stupid. No matter the person just now or this person, they were explaining to him that these two people had good intentions towards him.
Most people just talk to each other and won't explain so much to him.
Lu Yin raised his feet and walked step by step towards the gate of Chengshi. When he was only a hundred meters away from the gate, a voice came into his ears: "Old man Yujing, the head of Yushi in Zangtian City, Mr. Lu and Mr. Cheng
I know a thing or two about Qiu, but now that Cheng Gong has been expelled by Cheng Shi, I hope Mr. Lu will not implicate Cheng Shi."
