As soon as Sun Huan died, Zhuo Bufan took his items, broke the ban seal on it, glanced at them all, shook his head slightly, he looked down on the things left by this guy at all.
On the contrary, after Zhuo Bufan took back the Qiankun Spear, he exchanged greetings on the entire immortal platform, but when dozens of gazes around him looked over, there was a faint feeling of being ready to move.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, you are too impulsive!" Seeing that he returned, Huo Fuchen walked forward, supporting the magic barrier, isolating the inside and outside, and preventing others from spying on.
"Oh?" Zhuo Bufan seemed to be smiling.
Long Mu, Huo Fuchen, Huo Xiaoyu, Liu Shan and others on the side all had a hint of solemnity on their faces. After all, a saint son died today, and he was killed by Zhuo Bufan himself. If this news came out, it would definitely make Xue.
The Yuan Realm vibrated and caused a huge wave.
"You shouldn't have killed Sun Huan. Even if you teach him a lesson and destroy his natal magic weapon, there is room for maneuver, but you killed him, and there is no point in maneuvering now." Huo Fuchen said anxiously.
"Just kill me, why do you need room?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
This time, Huo Xiaoyu finally couldn't stand it, "Zhuo Bufan, you killed the direct descendant of the Purple Saint Heavenly Lord. Do you think the Purple Saint Heavenly Lord will let you go easily? You caused a big disaster, run away quickly and leave Xueyuan
Realm, the Purple Saint Heavenly Lord can’t do anything to you.”
"Escape?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "I came to the Xueyuan Realm to find the Purple Saint Heavenly Lord. Since I have come, why should I leave!"
"you!"
Huo Xiaoyu bit her silver teeth, was speechless, and could only stomp her feet, looking helpless.
Zhuo Bufan was too lazy to care about other people's thoughts, so he simply sat cross-legged down to calm his spirits. Long Mu and Huo Fuchen saw that Zhuo Bufan was unwilling to leave, so they had no choice but to sit aside and look sad.
If you wait, this matter will always reach the ears of the Heavenly Lord, and it will cause a big trouble at that time.
The prides of the emperors and saints around the immortal platform saw Zhuo Bufan's indifferent look, and their teeth were itchy in their hearts, but no one dared to act rashly.
Outside the immortal platform, Fangcun Valley also became restless in an instant, because someone had already burned the video of what happened in the immortal platform with magic weapons and spread it out.
"They ran to Sendai, I don't know what's going on!"
"What else can it be? Even if Sun Huan can't beat Zhuo Bufan and the Earth Mars Ape is still on it, won't he take action?"
Just as everyone was discussing, a middle-aged man suddenly threw out a jade slip and flew into the void, showing a magic phantom.
Suddenly, there was a silence in Fangcun Valley, and everyone's faces were gradually filled with a look of shock. Zhuo Bufan not only made Sun Huan urinate, but even if the Earth Mars Ape took action, Zhuo Bufan could not raise his head.
Finally, Sun Huan died in Zhuo Bufan's hands, and a sound of gasping for a cold air rose and fell.
Three days in a row, the immortal platform was silent, and a purple space crack appeared above the immortal platform, which stretched dozens of miles long. From the gap, the sky was dark purple, with stars dotted with a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.
"Um?"
Zhuo Bufan, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes, looked at the crack, and frowned.
With his current strength, he actually felt danger. It was a fear from the suppression of the level of life. In the boundless darkness, there seemed to be an ancient ferocious beast, which made people shudder.
"Even I feel fear. My bloodline is already the best in the universe, and there is also the universe life that is stronger than mine?" Zhuo Bufan was shocked.
Another time and space in the crack is the "forbidden ruins" that makes people feel scared. It even requires five heavenly kings to move the sealing formation without leaving a step, and even the blood demon dares to penetrate it.
"What's inside?" Zhuo Bufan was puzzled.
At this moment, a figure suddenly walked slowly to Zhuo Bufan. There was a handsome boy in white, with a face like a crown of jade, a sword like a sword, and a lips like grease.
Long Mu, Huo Fuchen, Huo Xiaoyu and others were shocked and turned to look at each other.
"Mr. Shi Zhongjun, aren't you in seclusion? Why did you suddenly come to the immortal platform?" Long Mu glared at his beautiful eyes and said in surprise.
"Saint Dragon, I'm indeed in seclusion, but I just got the news that a new friend came to this fairy platform competition, so I came here to join in the fun." The man in white said with a smile, his smile as refreshing as the spring breeze.
But Long Mu's eyebrows were still frowning together, and she didn't believe the other party's words at all.
Shi Zhongjun is the strongest genius in the inheritance of the ten holy lands. He is known as the successor of the sword saint. He walks around the world and has almost no opponents among his peers. Therefore, he did not attend this Blood Crystal Conference at all. Now he suddenly appears, I am afraid that it is specially for Zhuo Bufan.
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"Shi Zhongjun, do you want to avenge Sun Huan?" Long Mu frowned and pondered.
Shi Zhongjun shook his head and smiled, "Saint Dragon, you misunderstood. I am not familiar with Sun Huan. Why should I avenge him if he dies? I just heard that a master has come. I want to ask for some tricks.
, I just hope that fellow Taoists will give you advice.”
Buzz...buzz...
The invisible sword intent opened, and a sharp aura made the Qi Yuan in everyone's body surge unconsciously.
Shi Zhongjun's eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan, with his hands on his back, his white clothes were as white as snow, and he was really like a peerless sword immortal. His aura was extremely sharp, as if he had broken the sky, and his whole body was like a magic sword.
This is the sword energy that a sword cultivator can only show after he practices sword art to the highest level.
A hint of arrogant expression appeared on Shi Zhongjun's face. His swordsmanship had been perfected and his peers were invincible. Even if he met the Heavenly Lord, he could hold on for a while. And as long as he released the sword energy, others would naturally feel the pressure and could not help but use Qi.
Yuan resists.
It can be the next second.
Shi Zhongjun stared at Zhuo Bufan with his eyes wide open, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were unbelievable.
Zhuo Bufan sat in the same place from beginning to end, but when his sword energy was completely opened, the others felt the sharp sword energy, and they all bravely resisted the Qi Yuan. However, when the sword energy arrived near Zhuo Bufan, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.
Shadowless.
The powerful sword intent and sharp sword energy were as if they were sinking to the bottom of the sea.
"I have a good understanding of the swordsmanship, but unfortunately I am still a little short. If your master comes over, I can still look at it." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
"Stop talking, don't insult my master!" Shi Zhongjun's face turned cold and his eyes were filled with cold light.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and waved it casually. A sword energy turned into a translucent three-inch small sword, stabbing Shi Zhongjun's eyebrows.
This sword energy is not strong, and it cannot even be broken into a huge rock, but it contains the pure and unique sword intent. If we talk about sword art, there are only a few people in the three realms that can compete with Zhuo Bufan, including Senior Brother Chen Feng, including Brother Chen Feng
.
As for the practice method in the Qi Realm, it is too ancient and too backward, how can it be compared with Biyou Palace, Tushita Palace, and Biyou Palace?
When Shi Zhongjun practiced the sword path, he naturally felt the pure sword intent. He shot out the two fingers of the food and the sword intent fought against each other, and almost instantly collapsed, vomiting blood from his mouth, and retreated continuously.