"The sacred instrument, the Ascension Flute, was destroyed like that?"
Zhou Qingchen looked in disbelief.
People like Ye Fei, Lu Lianchen, and Guo Hongyuan were also shocked by the man's legs.
Lu Lingchan was defeated in an instant, and the sacred weapon was broken into pieces, which obviously did not match the plot they imagined.
"Luo Yuan's" legs and fighting prowess made everyone realize that something was wrong.
Pang Jian said softly: "Brother Zhou, be careful."
"Ming Hong!"
Zhou Qingchen used his mind and will to activate the Tianyuan Pearl, and secretly formed a strong line of defense outside his body, so as not to be unprepared when the man suddenly killed him.
Qi Qingsong's expression was solemn and he shouted loudly: "Who is the east of the pavilion?"
"Didn't he tell you?" The man looked surprised and said calmly: "Jianlou, outer disciple, Luo Yuan."
He crossed his legs and clasped his fists at Qi Qingsong, and saluted coolly: "Senior Brother Qi, just because I haven't seen him, it doesn't mean he doesn't exist."
"There are so many outer disciples in their sword tower, and I didn't know he was normal."
He smiled.
"Whoosh!"
He was in the stands on the third floor when he suddenly disappeared and teleported out of thin air again.
"Woo!"
Lu Lingchan's scream suddenly came from a house on the third floor of Jianzhou, and then was suddenly interrupted.
When the man reappeared, he was in the stands on the third floor. He held Lu Lingchan's storage token in his lap and nodded with satisfaction: "Seventy or eighty thousand Lingyu, very good."
Lu Lingchan, the direct disciple of the Master of the Black Valley and the proud son of heaven, has passed away.
The so-called peerless genius died suddenly and without warning.
"Junior Sister Lu!"
"Junior Sister Lu!"
Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen screamed in fear.
As the direct disciple of the Valley Master, Lu Lingchan has a transcendent status in the Black Valley, and even some elders do not give her face.
At the stage of the Dongxuan Realm, she can condense one hundred and twenty-four rays of divine consciousness, and her future achievements are unlimited.
As long as she doesn't die in the middle of her spiritual practice, she will end her spiritual path and at least have the beginning of immortality.
It is even possible to hit the true God!
Characters whose talents and potential stabilized Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, and were very similar to Demon Sect Wuyuan, Tianshui Ze, and Jiang Chao were killed not long after entering the mist, before they even reached the Forbidden Land of Heaven.
Lu Lianchen couldn't accept Ye Fei, who was also a member of Black Valley.
"I didn't expect..."
The expression on Fang Boxuan's face was a bit strange.
His nominal fiancée had once made him feel depressed, but she was killed like a child's play.
Identity, status, talent, and the tools in his legs, a person who surpassed him in everything, died in such a miserable way.
"The feud between the clans and everything the sect bestowed upon it turned out to be nothing."
Fang Boxuan was filled with emotion.
He suddenly felt that only one's super strength could dominate himself and survive in the cruel and bloody world of spiritual practice.
"Junior Brother Qi, this person has thorny legs!"
Zhuang Yuyan took a deep breath and never dared to be careless again.
She succeeded in concentrating, but she didn't see through the cultivation level of the person who called himself Luo Yuan. She didn't know what level of power this person was at!
Lu Lingchan was in the late stage of the Dongxuan Realm and was in charge of the Black Valley Holy Artifact Ascension Flute. He was killed by this man in a single encounter without even putting up any decent resistance.
Zhuang Yuyan suddenly felt like she was facing a formidable enemy!
"Don't worry, he knows what to do!"
Qi Qingsong adjusted his breathing, his mood slowly relaxed, and he was in a wonderful state where he could fall into a dream at any time.
"For him, the meaning of killing is to get the jade in our legs."
"If we are willing, we can put the jade in the leg away and throw the utensils on the deck."
"Then we can leave from that sword boat. Is he willing to let us go?"
"Well, let's start with me, because I have the most spiritual jade."
The man pointed at Zhuang Yuyan from afar with a spiritual sword that was separated from the body of the Jianlou disciple, and said with a smile: "I'll come first."
"Where do I have the confidence to be better than all of them here?" Zhuang Yuyan's face turned cold, feeling humiliated.
The man smiled and said, "He gave me a stick of incense to think about it. I could make him move his legs, or I could ask them to move their legs together."
"Of course, he advised me to put away my things and set an example and leave."
"That's really a conscientious suggestion from him."
He took out a stick of incense, lit it, and placed it on the stand on the third floor to give Zhuang Yuyan time and everyone time to think about it.
A curl of green smoke ignited from the stick of incense, and his sallow face seemed to be surrounded by green smoke.
At that time, it seemed a little unreal.
Dong Tianze looked at Pang Jian and asked in confusion: "Is there something wrong with him?"
Pang Jian suddenly realized that a long time ago when he was in Qianli Yunze, he had used the image of a sallow young man to make deals with Dong Tianze on the ghost altar.
The person pretending to be Luo Yuan had no one other than Ye Fei or Dong Tianze who had seen him at this moment.
"He does not deny Luo Yuan."
The spear in Pang Jian's leg "chirped" and emitted a red sword light, saying: "Senior Sister Shu!"
Zhuang Yuyan turned her head and looked.
"He goes first, and I hold the line for him."
"Whoosh!"
Pang Jian's figure and the spear merged into one, turning into a red sword light.
After Lu Lingchan, he also went straight to the person in the stands.
"Junior Brother Pang, be careful!"
Zhuang Yuyan's eyes lit up.
When she was hesitating, Pang Jian had already kicked her legs again!
After Lu Lingchan died suddenly, Pang Jian dared to do something to the man who called himself Luo Yuan, which really moved Zhuang Yuyan.
Because that requires a lot of courage!
Even when the green smoke was rising, she hesitated in her heart and thought about whether to beg or not to leave the sword boat.
There was an icy square seal in the man's leg. He looked at the tip of the incoming spear and greeted it with an icy square seal.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
One after another, the glistening glaciers suddenly appeared in front of Pang Jian's field of vision. The frightened gunfire kept breaking through the ice, and the speed was slowed down again and again.
The glacier is filled with coldness, and there are traces of extremely cold light beams outside, which does not hinder the condensation of spiritual power.
But it is not a real product!
The shattered glaciers were frozen together again by the cold force at the moment they landed, influenced by the man's power, forming a brand new glacier.
After Pang Jian's blow cracked six glaciers, he was forced to stop coming eastward.
He was stunned. He was in mid-air and found that he was surrounded by more shining glaciers.
It's like being suddenly exposed to extremely cold ice.
"Pang Jian!"
Qi Qingsong followed closely and shot towards the stands.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
A spiritual sword blooming with azure brilliance, dragging out a strange and gorgeous galaxy, attracted everyone's attention.
Staring at the dreamlike and gorgeous galaxy, everyone in the stands felt dizzy, as if they were falling into the clouds in a dream.
Qi Qingsong, who was holding the sword, had cultivated in the late Dongxuan realm to cooperate with Pang Jian in the battle.
"Senior Sister Shu, this person can teleport over short distances, be careful of everyone on the deck!"
Qi Qingsong reminds me very much in Fantasy Galaxy.
"knew."
Zhuang Yuyan solemnly drew her sword.
One long and one short, two spiritual swords flew out from her left and right sleeves, hovering in the air on the deck of the sword boat.
The dagger stopped for a moment, and after Qi Qingsong, it swung towards the stands.
"Hey!"
The person pretending to be Luo Yuan shook his head and smiled strangely.
The green smoke released from the stick of incense that was lit in front of him seemed to blend into the mist.
The gray mist and cyan smoke clouds submerged his body, and he became erratic like a ghost, looking extremely unreal.
"call!"
Three Yongxuan appeared together in the depths of the smoke.
One person waved his spiritual sword, and an exploding thunder vortex appeared.
One person shook his leg to create more icy glaciers.
The other man smiled indifferently, motionless as a mountain in the suspended smoke, and his eye sockets, nostrils and ears continued to spray thick gray-green smoke clouds outward.
All three of them could not bear the image of Luo Yuan with a sallow complexion, as if Luo Yuan was divided into three parts.
"Chi la!"
The person holding the sword to draw out the thunder whirlpool used the bursting thunder and lightning to destroy the dreamy galaxy created by Qi Qingsong with the Blue Dream Sword.
Shaking out a square seal and turning it into solid ice and mountains, he intercepted the dagger released by Zhuang Yuyan from the east.
Hovering deep in the gray-green smoke cloud, with thick smoke spraying out from the mouth and nose, the legs seem to be condensed by the smoke cloud, magnifying a thousand times in an instant.
He rubbed his legs in circles on his chest.
A whirlpool filled with smoke spread crazily outward and engulfed Pang Jian, who was surrounded by glaciers.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Deep in the smoke, glaciers flew out, rushing towards Zhuang Yuyan's flying dagger.
In the gray-green smoke clouds as the glacier left, Pang Jian, who was wielding the frightening gun, was suddenly lost. He could not see the image of the man, could not sense the movement of the other side, and did not know where the sword boat was.
In the eyes of everyone in Jianzhou's presence, he disappeared deep into a gray-green smoke cloud.
"Pang Jian, my spiritual sea is a bit strange. I...have also condensed the power of thunder and ice."
Deep in the gray-green smoke, the man pretending to be Luo Yuan appeared, and his face slowly changed as he sprayed out the smoke, and Ruqiu couldn't help but reveal the truth.
"He built the Thunder and Extreme Cold Avenues because those two powers are compatible."
"His future path to becoming a god can be either Thunderbolt or Extreme Cold. With the old Thunder Dragon occupying the Thunder God path, he is afraid that his chances will be slim."
"So, what he really majors in is not the way of extreme cold."
He boasted outside the gray-green smoke and said: "The power of my cultivation is so mixed, can I give up and use a great way to become a god? As Li Zhaotian's disciple, I don't plan to pursue a path to true god, which surprised him a bit.
ah."
"Do I know Li Zhaotian?" Pang Jian asked curiously.
"How dare I call him by his first name?"
The man frowned and said coldly: "As a disciple, I am so disrespectful to my master and have no education at all. Li Zhaotian, as the number one immortal in the entire purgatory world, even the true gods are afraid of him, for fear that he will become a god after
Break the sky."
"I, it seems, I don't know how powerful my master is."
"Do I know that the moment my master succeeds in becoming a god, he can surpass the old true god Wei Pi?"
The person who pretended to be Luo Yuan had a look of awe on his face when he talked about the owner of the Sword Tower.
"He just wants to know who I am." With a thought in his mind, Pang Jian called out the Broken Star Umbrella and the Nine-Yang Cauldron one by one and said, "The power of the spiritual arts he cultivates is indeed mixed. Please give me some advice."
"There's no rush, he knows I can't afford to pay by mistake, so he'll kill the others first."