Chapter 721 The devil is coming, weighing the Eastern Region
Luo Xu has an extraordinary friendship with Ning Xuandao, the leader of Liangyi Sect. As long as Qi Feiyu's identity as a demon sect saint has not been exposed, it might be possible for Qi Feiyu to be rescued by Luo Xu's intervention.
Compared with the Luo Xu of two hundred years ago, today's Luo Xu is no longer the same in terms of cultivation and status.
If Zhang Ruochen's guess is correct and Luo Xu really went to Liang Yi Sect to save people, it means that he still has deep feelings for Lin Suxian.
So, how much pain has Senior Luo Xu suffered in the past two hundred years?
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly. For some reason, he saw some shadows of himself on Luo Xu's body.
Two people who clearly love each other cannot be together.
The enemy standing in front of Luo Xu was the leader of the Demon Cult.
The enemy standing in front of Zhang Ruochen is the even more terrifying Queen Chi Yao.
Zhang Ruochen secretly vowed in his heart that he could not become the second Luo Xu no matter what, and must work hard to practice to make himself stronger.
As long as you defeat Chi Yao, you can dispel all darkness and usher in light.
"boom!"
A loud noise came from the direction of the door, waking up Zhang Ruochen who was deep in thought.
What happened?
"Bang!"
The door of the central grotto was cracked open by a punch from a man with eight arms and eight legs, and turned into more than ten pieces of rubble, which fell to the ground.
As the loud noise erupted, a strong wave of air, making a "wuwu" sound, surged in from outside.
Ao Xinyan rolled up her sleeves and released a burst of holy energy, sending the incoming air waves flying back.
"Who dares to go to Wankong Cliff to cause trouble?" A descendant of the Xisheng clan stood up and scolded.
In the grotto, all the talented people from the Eastern Region showed cold expressions, obviously very dissatisfied with the sudden attack.
Who is so bold as to come here and cause trouble?
"Da da!"
In the direction of the door, four figures lined up and walked in from the outside.
Although the four of them are all in human form, they exude a very powerful savage aura, and their physical forms are also hugely different from those of normal people.
The monks present could naturally see that they were not human beings, but savage beasts in human form.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the four of them, his eyes fixed on the man with eight arms and eight legs, and recognized him. He was none other than the Thousand-legged Thunderbolt, one of the thirty-six palace-protecting beasts of the Demon Sect.
centipede eight.
It can be seen from this that the other three people should also be palace-protecting beast generals.
"Mozi, Ouyang Huan." A voice exclaimed in the crowd.
Sure enough, Ouyang Huan walked out from behind the four palace-protecting beast generals, wearing a blue robe, looking very elegant, and his eyes were quite gentle.
However, the aura emanating from his body calmed everyone present. He just stood there, but it was as if he had become the center of the entire world.
"How could it be him?"
"Why did the people from the Central Region come to Wankong Cliff if they weren't in Beilong City?"
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Ouyang Huan's name can be said to be like thunder, and in front of him, any talented person will pale.
Everyone retreated one after another, all the way to the depths of the grotto, leaving a vast space.
The four palace guardian beasts all showed sneer expressions.
Shuba laughed loudly and said: "Lord Shenzi heard that the top masters of the younger generation in the Eastern Region were all gathered here, so he came here in admiration. He wanted to know whether the heroes of the Eastern Region were worthy enough to participate in this sword discussion conference.
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Upon hearing this, all the talented people in the Eastern Region showed anger and dissatisfaction.
"What a loud tone. Do you really think you are invincible?"
"One person wants to weigh the entire Eastern Region cultivation world without weighing his own weight first?"
Before every sword discussion conference, the monks from the five major domains must compete with each other.
Taking this opportunity, you can test out who are the top masters among the monks in each domain, and prepare in advance to avoid capsizing in the gutter during the sword discussion conference.
Ouyang Huan walked to a table, sat down, glanced around everyone, and then closed his eyes.
A palm-sized pterosaur emerged from his sleeve, looked around for a few times, then stretched out its two paws, picked up a wine glass on the table, and started drinking.
"Ouyang Huan, you are too arrogant. Do you think that you alone can suppress the entire cultivation world in the Eastern Region?"
The Purple Wind Star Envoy from the Black Market Yipin Hall snorted coldly, picked up the dragon-headed spear, and walked towards Ouyang Huan with slow and unhurried steps.
Even within the black market, evil geniuses from different fields are fighting openly and secretly, and no one is convinced by the other.
What's more, the devil from the Demon Sect actually dared to come alone to weigh in on the entire Eastern Region cultivation world. It would be difficult for any Eastern Region monk to accept such humiliation.
Ouyang Huan still closed his eyes, without raising his eyelids, and asked calmly: "Who are you?"
"Eastern Territory Black Market Yipintang, Purple Wind Star Envoy." Purple Wind Star Envoy said coldly.
Ouyang Huan said: "If Di Yi, the young master of the First Grade Hall in the Eastern Region's black market, is still alive, after he has practiced for another ten years, he may be able to fight against me. As for you, you are still far behind, and you are only qualified to fight against Long San."
Veins appeared on Zifeng Xingshi's face, and his heart was filled with rage.
In the Eastern Region, under the Half Saint, who dares to look down on him like this?
"Wow!"
The Purple Wind Star envoy held the gun barrel in his hand, and suddenly, an extremely powerful purple cold air burst out, covering the entire grotto. In an instant, a dragon's roar came from the inside of the dragon-headed spear.
A purple dragon shadow that was more than ten feet long appeared, entwining the spear in the center.
In the grotto, everyone's expressions changed, and they immediately released Gang Qi to resist the surging purple cold air. Any monk who moved a step slower would have his body wrapped in a layer of frost, and would faint to death.
"What a powerful cultivation base. It is said that the Purple Wind Star Envoy's cultivation base is very close to that of a semi-saint."
"Although the Purple Wind Star Envoy is not a holy body, he is not much weaker than the holy body. Even if he reaches the semi-holy realm, he can probably cross the realm to challenge his opponent."
"How can he be an ordinary person to become a star envoy of the First Grade Hall of the Black Market in the Eastern Territory?"
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"Wow!"
The Purple Wind Star Envoy's arm shook, and the dragon-headed spear quickly spun, forming a huge vortex, and stabbed Ouyang Huan between his eyebrows.
From the beginning to the end, Ouyang Huan's expression remained unchanged and he sat calmly where he was.
Just as the spear was about to pierce Ouyang Huan's head, a figure flashed out from Ouyang Huan's side. The man reached forward and firmly grasped the spear thrust out by the Purple Wind Star Envoy.
How fast is the speed of the Purple Wind Star Envoy? How powerful is the power it unleashes?
To be caught by someone like this?
"How can it be?"
There was a gasp of cold air in the grotto, and many people couldn't believe their eyes.
The person who grabbed the dragon head spear was a man in his thirties, with a pair of three-inch-long black dragon horns on his head, wearing a black robe with a silver crescent mark embroidered on his back.
His arms were completely covered by black dragon scales, and each scale was covered with ink-black light. The cold air emanating from it suppressed the cold air on the Purple Wind Star user's body.
This person is Long San, ranked third among the thirty-six palace guardian beasts. His cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth transformation of fish and dragon, and the blood of the dragon flows in his body.
If he showed his true form, his body would be more than a thousand meters long, making him an unparalleled beast.
"It is said that almost all the Star Envoys and Young Masters of the First Grade Hall in the black market in the Eastern Territory were almost killed. I thought it was unbelievable at first. When I saw it today, I discovered the real reason. It turns out that the enemy cannot be blamed for being too strong, but you are too weak.
." Long San smiled sarcastically.
Not far away, Centipede laughed loudly: "There is still a big gap between the first-class black market in the East Region and the first-class black market in the Central Region."
At this moment, the tip of the dragon-headed spear was only half a foot away from Ouyang Huan's eyebrows.
"Bang!"
The Purple Wind Star envoy immediately circulated his holy energy, concentrated his palm power, and struck the tail of the gun barrel with one palm, causing the spear to thrust forward again.
Long San's eyes darkened, and streams of dragon energy surged out of his body. He let go of the spear with his fingers, kicked off his feet, rushed forward, and struck the Purple Wind Star Envoy on the chest with his palm.
Before the spear pierced Ouyang Huan's eyebrows, Long San's palm prints had already landed on the Purple Wind Star Envoy.
"Boom!"
The Purple Wind Star Envoy's chest collapsed and a large piece of his ribs was broken. His body flew out and hit a stone pillar, and then, with a bang, he fell to the ground.
There is a defensive formation in the grotto. Even a semi-saint-level attack will hardly cause the grotto to collapse.
Therefore, the stone pillar only shook slightly and immediately returned to calm.
Long San's shadow overlapped everything and became solid again. He looked at his palms and smiled faintly: "How dare you challenge the Son of God?"
The talented people in the Eastern Region were all frightened and stared at Long San. Many of them had expressions of fear.
The talent of Zifeng Star Envoy is indeed not top-notch among the seven great Star Envoys. However, he is standing at the pinnacle of the ninth transformation of fish and dragon. He has many shocking achievements in the past. How can he be beaten by others?
Seriously injured?
How terrifying is Long San's strength?
Chang Qiqi and Si Xingkong both took a breath of cold air. They had seen the terrifying combat power of the Purple Wind Star Envoy and could not imagine that someone could defeat such a perverted character with just one move.
The faces of the saints who were in the ninth transformation of fish and dragon in the holy courtyard became quite ugly. The power that Long San exploded was beyond their imagination.
One of Ouyang Huan's subordinates is already so strong, so wouldn't his strength be even more terrifying?
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly and saw some clues.
The Zifeng Star Envoy is indeed not as strong as Long San, but he cannot be defeated so quickly.
The reason is that the weapon spirit of the Zifeng Star user's weapon is a dragon soul. When Long San held the spear, a black dragon energy poured into the spear, killing the dragon soul weapon spirit in the gun.
suppress.
It was precisely because the Purple Wind Star Envoy did not notice in time that he was seriously injured by Long Sanyi's palm.
There were only three people at most in the entire grotto who could see this.
Long San smiled and said: "Today, we are here to tell you the fact that the land of the Eastern Region is only the size of three states in the Central Region. Those so-called outstanding people in the Eastern Region are actually incomparable when they arrive in the Central Region.
hit."
"But I only know that in recent decades, only Zhang Ruochen and Di Yi from the Eastern Region have reached the supreme realm of Tianji Realm, but there are no such young heroes from the Central Region and the Demon Sect." A cold voice sounded,
Obviously quite disdainful.
Zhang Ruochen looked towards the direction where the sound came from and stared at Huang Yanchen.
The words just now were spoken by her.
(I saw many book friends asking this question, so I would like to make a note. People in the religion claim to be a divine religion, but outsiders call them a demonic religion. "Son of God" and "son of devil" are like this.)