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Chapter 285 Fake Luoyuan

 Chapter 285 Fake Luoyuan

On the deck, Pang Jian frowned, wondering what was going on.

He was aware of Xu Jie's good intentions, but it didn't mean that he could also pry into the thoughts of the living dead. He didn't notice anyone's abnormal behavior at all.

Because, through the leaf of life covering the heart, he felt the vitality abnormality outside Xu Jie's body.

The person who inhabited Xu Jie's body had very strong flesh and blood vitality. Although it was suppressed and obscured, when Dong Tianze used a secret technique to touch the east leg of the second living dead, a few traces of it inevitably overflowed.

This person's sudden burst of vitality was invisible to others, but Pang Jian was keenly aware of it with the leaves of life.

Thus, it is determined that this person is good.

But Pang Jian could not have imagined that after Xu Jie's body split open and came out, this person would suddenly change into the appearance he showed in the Yunlei Forbidden Land.

Actually, he calls himself Luoyuan.

"Please, he was also in the Yunlei Forbidden Land at that time, mingling among the Black Valley disciples, and had seen his image of Luo Yuan with his own eyes."

"Please, he can peek into Ye Fei's thoughts!"

"Like him, he is also proficient in physical skills similar to the Holy Body of Great Creation! Moreover, his attainments are much better than his, so that he can change his appearance at will."

Pang Jian slowly tightened his grip on the silver gun in his leg.

The guy who took over his identity and presented himself as Luo Yuan had vicious and scheming legs, so he must have extremely tricky legs.

"Luo Yuan, you really reject me!"

Ye Fei screamed again.

"good."

The man nodded and admitted that he was standing in the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou.

From the sudden attack by Pang Jian on the deck, to the destruction of the spiritual shield, and then the sudden appearance on the third floor stand...

——He seemed to teleport out of thin air.

No one could see clearly how he suddenly moved from the deck to the third-level stand of Jianzhou.

"Unexpectedly, someone actually guessed him and knew that he was hiding among a group of living dead."

He shook his head and laughed dumbly, his eyes a little surprised, but not nervous at all.

The deck is in.

More than a dozen Dongxuan Realm experts stared at him. His identity had obviously been exposed, but he was still very calm.

He was wearing black clothes, and there were blood stains dripping down his neck and exposed legs and arms.

His face looked extremely clear, even if Ye Fei had seen it in the Yunlei Forbidden Land, Luo Yuan was shocked every time he thought of it.

"laugh!"

Xu Jie's skin to the east of his feet was infected by the mist and was quickly eroded into bone powder and smoke.

"Luo Yuan, as a disciple of Jianlou, I live in the body of their senior sister Xu, and I kill my fellow disciples. Do I know the consequences?" Lu Lingchan asked coldly.

"as a result of?"

The man found it interesting, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he said: "What are the consequences? None of us, none of us, can deny his wrong leg."

"He did it, so what can I do?"

He was extremely domineering, with a arrogant attitude, and an air of not taking others seriously.

"Does one have that kind of arrogance after condensing one hundred and twenty-eight rays of divine consciousness in the Cave Mystic Realm?" Zhou Qingchen murmured.

Fang Boxuan looked bitter: "Does he think that he can kill everyone in front of him? Can he be so arrogant and domineering?"

After a pause, Fang Boxuan added: "Anyway, no one knows what he has done."

"Indeed, in the mist, he asked if he could kill everyone. When he left and returned to the world of purgatory, no one would know." Zhao Yuanqi agreed.

"This person..."

Pang Jian was about to speak but stopped.

He might be able to expose the identity of the fake Luo Yuan, but it would be meaningless in the current situation.

That person, with Luo Yuan's identity and name, should not be able to act casually.

Judging from what he did, who is he? He will escape everyone's punishment in Jianzhou.

"Pang Jian, how do I know he is good?"

The man who was in the stands on the third floor of Jianzhou looked eastward curiously, and his eyes fell on Pang Jian.

"He has never heard of or seen the sword technique I used with my spear. This sword technique... is so powerful that he doesn't even dare to bite the bullet and bear it with Xu Jie's body."

His eyes were solemn, aware of the horror of the Chaos Sword Technique, and he paid Pang Jian the most attention.

"He is definitely a member of their Jianlou sect!"

Qi Qingsong snorted and shouted: "His Jianlou disciples will not shrink into the body of the Black Valley disciples! It is very likely that they have never heard of the name Luo Yuan. Should he kill one of their disciples and send the wrong one to him?"

The sword order was taken as his own and passed off as one of theirs!"

"If he doesn't know who he is, he will know that he killed their Black Valley disciples."

Lu Lingchan looked down at the stands on the third floor.

She took the lead in launching an attack, begging to kill the person in front of her on the spot to eliminate everyone's hidden danger.

"call!"

The bamboo flute was thrown by her, and the sound hole shone with golden, black, dark green, and turquoise light. Soul-shattering sound waves erupted, covering the entire three-story stand.

"Wow!"

A gorgeous brilliance condensed in mid-air in the stands.

There was a thin misty mist surrounding that strange and glorious area, from which emerged a graceful fairy and witch.

They may play the piano, play the flute, or sing and dance.

The wonderful scene of fairies and demons playing in unison, singing and dancing, appears in the mist-filled mid-air.

At a glance, Lu Lingchan seemed to have created a magnificent little world through a bamboo flute, hoping to use the magical notes to draw the man who called himself Luo Yuan into it.

Immortal sounds are curling up, demonic shadows are wandering, auspicious beasts are gradually formed, and colorful fairy soil is created.

The man who called himself Luo Yuan looked up and saw Lu Lingchan, who had ice muscles and jade bones, walking in the colorful fairyland, like the queen who ruled the magnificent little world.

She has an unparalleled grace and extraordinary temperament, like a fairy, and every move she makes seems to be calling on fairies and witches, like the owner of an auspicious beast.

"Lu Lingchan..."

Fang Boxuan had a look of fascination on his face. He was so moved by the grace of his nominal fiancée that he actually felt ashamed of himself.

"As expected, he is not worthy of her. He does not have her status, nor does she have her amazing talent. And she is destined to seek to transcend the second realm and to shine in the entire purgatory."

Fang Boxuan was dejected.

"Junior brother, we are both direct disciples. What do I think of Lu Lingchan?"

Seeing Lu Lingchan taking the lead and using the sacred weapon, Zhuang Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled, feeling relaxed and asked: "We are similar in age, she should be seeking promotion soon, in the future they will have a sect leader

Than, do I have the confidence to beat her?"

"A competition between the Yi faction?" Pang Jian was startled.

"Probably... the outer disciples are the outer disciples, and my sect master personally passed it on, and it's her valley master who passed it on personally." Zhuang Yuyan explained with a smile.

"Those things are too far away. Let's leave the mist alive first, and then think about those things." Pang Jian said in a deep voice.

Zhuang Yuyan fell silent immediately, her brows gloomy again.

No, the victory or defeat of Lu Lingchan and Na Luo Yuan cannot reverse their predicament.

If you can't break free from the quagmire of the mist, everyone will eventually die from it. There will be no follow-up to any sectarian competitions or trials and tribulations.

"Ascension Flute, Ascension to Heaven, Haha."

The person pretending to be Luo Yuan looked at the sky and smiled strangely.

He seemed to recognize the bamboo flute sacrificed by Lu Lingchan, and he had also seen the strange scene above.

"rise!"

Lu Lingchan raised her legs.

Suddenly, a vast and powerful force suddenly surrounded the man who called himself Luo Yuan, as if a god was holding him, begging to be pulled into the world governed by the gods.

He climbed higher and higher from the stand on the third floor, seeking to enter another world if he had no choice.

"Holy weapon Wei Ke!"

"Ascension Flute!"

Guo Hongyuan and Lu Lianchen shouted one after another with awe-inspiring expressions.

They didn't know who Luo Yuan was, but they felt that no matter how vicious he was, Luo Yuan would eventually break his wings after Lu Lingchan sacrificed the sacred instrument of the Ascension Flute and created the vision of the ascension fairyland.

The owner of the valley passed it down personally, and he held the sacred instrument of the flute on his leg. How did Luo Yuan break it?

"Ascension Flute? When the true god ascends to heaven, is there really such a spectacle?"

Zhou Qingchen was surprised.

"It is rumored that when a true god broke through the heavenly ban in purgatory, he saw that wonderful scene of immortals and demons moving together to welcome him to heaven." Zhuang Yuyan suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth and said seriously: "But that true god didn't do that before.

He ascended to heaven successfully, but not long after he saw that scene, he was beaten by thunder."

"He fell from the sky, and after a brief moment of reflection on his ascension to heaven, he died."

"So, the strange scene of the Ascension Flute is actually...unknown."

Because of Pang Jian's few words, Zhuang Yuyan's mood worsened again, and she felt that the outcome between Lu Lingchan and that person was irrelevant.

"Lu Lingchan, remember to save his life, and then let Dong Tianze spy on his ideology. He firmly believes that he is not a disciple of their Jianlou!"

Qi Qingsong shouted loudly, feeling that whoever was behind this would be severely injured by Lu Lingchan.

The most disturbing thing is when you don’t know who the wrong leg belongs to or where the wrong leg is hidden.

Now that he had identified the wrong leg and quickly pulled it out of the darkness, Qi Qingsong no longer worried.

In addition, he also believed in Lu Lingchan's strength!

"Ascension to Wonderland? Hey, no one told me what will happen to those who see that scene when they come to the east?"

The man who called himself Luo Yuan smiled casually.

He seemed extremely calm as he entered the fairyland in the mist step by step.

When he shut up, he took out a very ordinary spiritual sword from the display in his arm.

He shook the sword in his leg.

"Boom!"

Deafening thunder, mixed with countless thunder and lightning, exploded from the spiritual sword in his leg.

"Crack! Boom boom boom!"

The sky was filled with thunder and lightning, crushing the magnificent little world that Lu Lingchan had created with the Ascension Flute to pieces on the spot.

The man held a sword with his left leg to stir up thunder, and with his right leg clenched his fist like a hammer, like a god opening the sky, he punched Lu Lingchan.

Lu Lingchan's protective shield burst into pieces.

His fist, covered with infinite blood energy and filled with lightning between his fingers, was like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting another prism that Lu Lingchan hurriedly threw out.

"Peng!"

The prism suddenly shattered.

Lu Lingchan groaned, and his whole body was knocked down by his punch. His body broke through the dome of a house and fell into the room.

"An ominous object can also be called a sacred weapon?"

The man fell back on the deck, grabbed Lu Lingchan's ascension flute in his legs, and smiled disdainfully.

At the moment east, the holy instrument ascended to the sky and the flute broke his leg into pieces.

The sacred vessel was thus scrapped.

"The boy surnamed Ye said that he has more spiritual consciousness than her. Isn't she so unconvinced?"

The man shook his head and said coldly: "Actually, his total number of spiritual consciousness is much greater than hers."



There are only two chapters of Bright Moon. During the rainy season in the south, I just went out to eat noodles and the water was so hot that my knees were wet.

Drunk, the whole city is flooded, it’s a complete mess!

(End of chapter)


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