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Chapter 1392 The secret of Ruier's identity

The waves of Huang Quan are turbulent and vast, and black paper boats ride on the wind and waves, as if they have come from ancient times to this world. The inexplicable aura envelopes the entire Qingtian Pavilion, and finally makes several mysterious figures in Qingtian Pavilion open their eyes.

, everyone looked towards the martial arts arena.

"Now I use the power of the eighteen ancient witch gods to keep you in the Nine Netherworld forever. From now on, go back and don't stay." The hair withered and turned to silver, and the ancient green face showed a trace of wrinkles, as if most of it had been lost.

vitality.

"The Eighteen Ancient Witches."

The dim light turned the sky, and the warship finally appeared. Gu Qing looked up to the sky and roared. The eighteen figures on the black warship had turbid light all over their bodies. They turned into eighteen streams of light, and suddenly shot towards the eighteen people of Zhiyang.

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Boom boom boom!

Eighteen roaring sounds sounded, and eighteen Zhiyang people were seen suddenly taking off. Their faces were indifferent, and they surrounded Gu Qing in the center. No terrifying fluctuations could be seen around them, but the inexplicable energy on the eighteen people was still there.

Blooming the sense of eternal vicissitudes.

"Eighteen witches and gods array."

Gu Qing roared loudly, and the eighteen Zhiyang people stretched their arms, and the muddy runes appeared on their bodies, and eighteen dim yellow runes suddenly shot towards Gu Qing.

After seven consecutive steps, the magic circle appeared, and Gu Qing's figure was illusory, as if he was not in this world.

Woohoo!

Nine Netherworld winds roared, and the sky-wide gloomy light poured down. Eighteen sky-wide light pillars trapped the entire martial arts arena, and also enveloped the body's external incarnation.

The silver-white hair moved without wind, a wrinkle appeared on his forehead, and the ancient green eyes showed more vicissitudes of life. As his palms rose and fell, a copper furnace of heaven and earth appeared in the void.

"receive."

Indifferent and ruthless, hoarse with vicissitudes of life, as Gu Qing drank softly, the turbid light bloomed, and a terrifying suction force bloomed on the top of the stove.

"No!"

The incarnation outside the body cried out in horror. Although he had invincible power, he was still just a wisp of the dead soul. The eighteen witches and divine formations passed down from ancient times were the biggest nemesis of the dead souls.

The body turned into smoke and fled away. Facing such a strange and unpredictable power, even if it was an incarnation outside the body, there was no sense of resistance in the heart.

"Although you have heaven-reaching cultivation, you are not human after all. My witchcraft lineage suppresses the souls of the dead forever, how can you escape." Gu Qing said indifferently, but a large amount of blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth.

The Eighteen Witches Divine Formation is the highest magic formation in the witchcraft lineage. It has earth-shattering power. With Gu Qing's cultivation at this time, he summoned the power of the ancient Eighteen Witches for his own use, which would have cost him most of his lifespan. Otherwise, he would

The hair will not be extremely pale.

Howling miserably and begging for mercy constantly, facing this life and death crisis, even though his external avatar had invincible cultivation, he had no means to resist, because the way of witchcraft was his biggest nemesis.

If he had completely condensed his body, this method would be ineffective for him. Unfortunately, he was too anxious and wanted to reach the sky in one step. He condensed his body today, but it aroused Gu Qing's murderous intention and suffered such a disaster.

clang!

The copper furnace was closed, and the ghost fire was burning. The inside of the copper furnace was filled with screams and screams. As a black smoke drifted out from the copper furnace of heaven and earth, the world became silent again, which also made everyone's faces dull and unable to recover for a long time.

The essence emerged and returned to its true form, and the biggest beneficiary was the Lord of the Qingtian Pavilion. The incarnation outside his body was refined into ashes, and the essence of the body returned to his original form, which also gave the Lord of the Qingtian Pavilion a power that reached the sky.

Slowly closing his eyes, exhausted physically and mentally, Gu Qing fell into the void, which also caused the master of Qingtian Pavilion to turn into a stream of light and catch Gu Qing's figure in the void.

Falling gently to the ground, the master of Qingtian Pavilion looked guilty. Looking at Gu Qing's pale face, he knew that he owed a cause and effect that could not be repaid.

"Sir, this is a calming pill. It should be able to restore your lost mental strength." A pure white pill appeared in his hand, and he quickly drank it for Gu Qing to help him heal his injuries.

After dozens of breaths, Gu Qing finally opened his eyes, but he did not express any gratitude for the kindness of the Master of Qingtian Pavilion.

Gu Qing's demeanor naturally fell into the eyes of the Qingtian Pavilion Master, which also made his face flush, and he was a little afraid to face Gu Qing.

If Gu Qing had been told the truth earlier, today's crisis might not have happened. Master Qingtian knew that he was wrong, and he was even more ashamed of the person in front of him.

With his eyes turning and murderous intent in his heart, the Master of Qingtian Pavilion suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Hanchuan. The power around him made the void violently explode.

"The Story of Lu Han!"

The murderous intention is clearly revealed, and the forest is extremely cold.

The master of Qingtian Pavilion finally broke out. Most of the reasons why he cultivated his external incarnation was because of Lu Hanchuan. Although he entered the realm of immortality early, he knew that his foundation was not perfect. Although Lu Hanchuan was in the ninth level of semi-immortal realm

, but the foundation is already perfect. If this person steps into the power of heaven, he will definitely not be his opponent.

This is also the reason why the master of Qingtian Pavilion would take the risk to cultivate his external incarnation.

"You want to kill me?"

Lu Hanchuan spoke sadly, without any sense of surprise. When he saw his incarnation being killed, he had already anticipated his own fate.

Looking at Lu Hanchuan's cracked body, the master of Qingtian Pavilion said with a cold face: "You and I worshiped the same master. Three thousand years ago, you and I have been fighting endlessly. Today is also the time when you and I truly come to an end."

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Needless to say, if you want to kill, just kill him." Standing up with difficulty, Lu Hanchuan's face was gloomy, without the slightest hint of fear.

To be able to cultivate to the ninth level of the semi-immortal path, Lu Hanchuan has gone through many hardships. Although he is ruthless and cruel, he is also a hero-like figure. Even if he is facing life and death, he will not pray to the master of Qingtian Pavilion.

"Lu Hanzhuan, remember that you and I are brothers in the same sect. When you are about to die, I allow you to say your last words." The master of Qingtian Pavilion spoke in a low voice, showing his aura of great power.

"Rui'er, come here." Lu Han was moved, and said to the girl with a wry smile on his face.

As the girl came to Lu Hanchuan, a golden jade slip appeared in Lu Hanchuan's hand. He squeezed the jade slip tightly, then solemnly handed it to the girl and said: "This is Qingtian Jue, the supreme inheritance of Qingtian Pavilion.

Even the son of God Qingtian doesn’t have all the methods. Only my senior brother and I have this method. Today I will teach you this method, which can be considered as compensation for you by Lu Hanzhuan."

The girl's face was dull, looking at Lu Hanchuan's guilty expression, she had no idea what his words meant.

"No, Rui'er doesn't want Pavilion Master Lu to die."

The girl suddenly turned around, then knelt down and prayed to Pavilion Master Qingtian: "Pavilion Master, please don't kill Pavilion Master Lu, Rui'er, please."

Looking at the girl who was kneeling to pray, the master of Qingtian Pavilion had a serious expression, and then said in a deep voice: "Rui'er, if you knew what Lu Hanchuan had done to you, I'm afraid you would kill him with your own hands without me having to do anything.

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"Teng Lingtian, how dare you!" After hearing the words of the Master of the Qingtian Pavilion, Lu Hanchuan's face changed drastically. His face turned pale and ferocious, and he suddenly roared at the Master of the Qingtian Pavilion.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at Lu Hanchuan's ferocious face, the master of Qingtian Pavilion laughed wildly, and said with disdain on his lips: "You, Lu Hanchuan, are ruthless and destructive. You only think about yourself. Why do you care about the thoughts of a young girl when you are about to die?"

"Teng Lingtian, I am about to die, do you want to trample on my last dignity like this?" Lu Han's fists were clenched and his heart was trembling. Lu Han said coldly, with a look of madness in his eyes.

"Since you dare to do it, why don't you dare to admit it?"

While the two were talking to each other, Rui'er's face was dull. Although she was an innocent girl, it did not mean that she was a fool. She had a vague feeling that Lu Hanchuan must have concealed something important from her.

"Lu...what did Pavilion Master Lu do to Rui'er?" the girl murmured, as if she was asking the Master of Qingtian Pavilion.

"Teng Lingtian...I...I will kill myself right now...please...please...please don't tell her." Lu Hanchuan spoke tremblingly, his voice full of prayer.

"Lu Hanzhuan, are you begging me? With your kindheartedness, why would you beg me because of an ignorant girl? This is really a big joke." Qingtian Pavilion Master roared loudly, his face becoming more and more ferocious.

"Even if you die, I still want you to die in peace."

The two have been fighting each other for three thousand years, and the past hatred finally erupted like a volcano at this moment. From this, we can also see how much hatred the master of Qingtian Pavilion has for Lu Hanzhuan.

"Ruier, do you think he is really your savior? Today I will tell you the truth."

As the words of the Master of Qingtian Pavilion slowly sounded, the truth of the past also emerged.

Luoxia City.

In a tiny city-state and a mortal manor, dozens of servants were milling about, and a young man was anxiously walking outside the delivery room. As the sound of a baby crying came from the room, thousands of flowers fell from the sky, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. This kind of situation

The vision also made the young man's face startled, followed by a look of ecstasy.

The young man opened the door and quickly entered.

On the bed, there is a young woman with a pale face, a baby is held in the young woman's arms, and the happy mother-in-law keeps congratulating the man.

But before the young man could pick up the baby, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in the room. As the man laughed wildly, he took the baby away, leaving the young couple stunned on the ground, and then exclaimed loudly.

Busy streets, snow all over the sky.

A young girl huddled on both sides of the street. She looked very shabby. She had been begging on the street for several years. But for some reason, in this bitter cold place, she did not freeze to death on the street. This must be said to be a miracle.

Strange things.

As the girl grew up, she was also noticed by interested people. After being severely beaten, she was sent to the land of fireworks. Just when a fat and wealthy businessman was about to extend his sinful hand to the girl, a majestic figure appeared in front of the girl.

In just a snap of a finger, the wealthy businessman was annihilated into ashes.

From this moment on, this majestic figure became the biggest pillar in the girl's heart. It was like a sacred mountain that would always stand in the girl's heart.

The girl was brought back to Qingtian Pavilion and was carefully taken care of by this person. This also allowed the girl to enjoy the warmth she had never experienced before, and she even regarded this person as her father.

As the words of the Master of Qingtian Pavilion slowly fell, Rui'er's face was pale and bloodless, and her words were hoarse and she said: "This... this girl is me?"

"Ruier, I, Lu Hanchuan, am sorry for you." His body was trembling, his face was pale and bloodless, Lu Hanchuan's whole body was weak, and he finally collapsed to the ground.


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