"The sacred instrument, the Ascension Flute, was destroyed like this?"
Zhou Qingchen looked in disbelief.
Ye Fei, people like Lu Lianchen and Guo Hongyuan were also shocked by that man's methods.
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" methods and combat power made everyone aware that something was wrong.
Pang Jian said softly: "Brother Zhou, be careful."
"clear!"
Zhou Qingchen used his mind and will to activate the Tianyuan Pearl, and secretly formed another strong line of defense in his body, so as not to be too late to prepare when the person suddenly attacked him.
Qi Qingsong looked solemn and shouted: "Who are you?"
"Didn't I tell you?" The man looked surprised and said calmly: "Jianlou, outer disciple, Luo Yuan."
He also cupped his hands and fists at Qi Qingsong and saluted coolly: "Senior Brother Qi, just because you haven't seen me, it doesn't mean that I don't exist."
"In our Sword Tower, there are so many outer disciples. You don't know that I am also normal."
He smiled.
"Uh-huh!"
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 again. He was holding Lu Lingchan's storage bracelet in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Seventy or eighty thousand spiritual jade, not bad."
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 held a transcendent status in the Black Valley, and even some elders did not give her face.
At the stage of the Dongxuan Realm, she is able to condense one hundred and twenty-four rays of divine consciousness, and her future achievements will be limitless.
As long as she doesn't die in the middle of her cultivation, the end of her cultivation path is at least the beginning of immortality.
It is even possible to hit the true God!
Characters whose talents and potential stabilized Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, as well as Demon Sect Wu Yuan, Tianshui Ze and Jiang Chao were killed not long after entering the mysterious fog before they reached the Forbidden Land.
Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen, who were both members of Black Valley, couldn't accept it.
"did not expect……"
The expression on Fang Boxuan's face was a little strange.
His nominal fiancée, who once made him feel depressed, was killed like a child's play.
Identity, status, talent, and the tools in his hands, a person who surpassed him in everything, died in such a miserable way.
"The feud between the clans and everything the sect bestowed upon us turned out to be nothing."
Fang Boxuan was filled with emotion.
He suddenly felt that only his personal super power could dominate him and survive in the cruel and bloody world of practice.
"Junior Brother Qi, this person is troublesome!"
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 Dongxuan Realm and was in charge of the Black Valley Sacred 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, I know 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.
"To me, the meaning of killing is only to ask for the spiritual jade in your hands."
"If you are willing, you can put down the spiritual jade in your hands and throw the utensils on the deck."
"Then you can leave from this sword boat. I am happy to let you go."
"Well, let's start with you, because you have the most spiritual jade."
The man pointed at Zhuang Yuyan from afar with a spiritual sword separated from the sword tower disciple, and said with a smile: "You come first."
"Where do you have the confidence to defeat all of us here?" Zhuang Yuyan's face turned cold, feeling humiliated.
The man smiled and said, "I'll give you a stick of incense to think about it. You can do it to me, or you can call them to do it together."
"Of course, I advise you to put down your things and set an example and leave."
"This is really my conscientious suggestion."
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 this time, it seemed a little unreal.
Dong Tianze looked at Pang Jian and asked in confusion: "What's going on with him?"
Pang Jian suddenly realized that a long time ago when he was still in Qianli Yunze, he had used the image of a sallow young man to trade with Dong Tianze in the ghost altar.
Besides Ye Fei, Dong Tianze has also seen the person pretending to be Luo Yuan.
"He is not Luo Yuan."
The spear in Pang Jian's hand emitted a red sword light with a "chirp" sound, and he said: "Senior Sister Zhuang!"
Zhuang Yuyan turned her head and looked.
"I'll go first, you hold the line for me."
"Whoosh!"
Pang Jian's figure and 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.
While she was still hesitating, Pang Jian took action again!
After Lu Lingchan's sudden death, Pang Jian dared to attack the man who called himself Luo Yuan, which really moved Zhuang Yuyan.
Because this requires great courage!
Even when the green smoke rose, she hesitated in her heart and thought about whether to leave the sword boat.
There was an ice-cold square seal in the man's hand. He looked at the tip of the incoming spear and greeted it with an ice-cold square seal.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
One after another, the glistening glaciers suddenly appeared in front of Pang Jian's field of vision. The frightened guns continued to break through the ice, and their speed was slowed down again and again.
There are traces of extremely cold beams of light in the cold glacier, which are not the condensation of spiritual power.
But a product of real existence!
The broken glaciers, the moment they hit the ground, will be frozen together again by the cold force due to the influence of that person's power, forming a new glacier.
Pang Jian's blow cracked six glaciers and was forced to stop.
He was stunned, and in mid-air, he 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 this dreamlike and gorgeous galaxy, everyone in the stands felt dizzy, as if they were falling into the clouds in a dream.
Qi Qingsong, who holds the sword, has cultivated in the late Dongxuan realm to cooperate with Pang Jian in fighting.
"Senior Sister Zhuang, this person can teleport over short distances. Be careful of everyone on the deck!"
Qi Qingsong is still reminding people in Fantasy Galaxy.
"knew."
Zhuang Yuyan drew her sword solemnly.
One long and one short, two spiritual swords flew out from her left and right sleeves, hovering above the deck of the sword boat.
The dagger stopped for a moment, and after Qi Qingsong, it shot towards the stands with a swish.
"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.
Gray mist and cyan smoke clouds submerged his body, and he became erratic like a ghost, appearing extremely unreal.
"call!"
Three shadows appeared together in the depths of the smoke.
One person waved his spiritual sword and drew an exploding thunder vortex.
One person shook his hand to create more cold glaciers.
The other man smiled indifferently, motionless as a mountain in the suspended smoke. His eye sockets, nostrils and ears continued to spray thick gray-green smoke clouds outward.
The three of them all looked like Luo Yuan with a sallow complexion, as if Luo Yuan was divided into three.
"Chi!"
The person holding the sword to draw out the thunder vortex used the bursting thunder and lightning to destroy the dreamy galaxy created by Qi Qingsong with the Blue Dream Sword.
He shook out a square seal and turned it into a solid ice mountain to intercept the dagger released by Zhuang Yuyan.
Hovering deep in the gray-green smoke cloud, with thick smoke spraying out from the mouth and nose, his hands seemed to be condensed by the smoke cloud, magnified a thousand times in an instant.
He rubbed his hands 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 cloud as the glacier left, Pang Jian, who was wielding the shock spear, was suddenly lost. He couldn't see the image of the man, couldn't sense the other person's movements, and didn't know where the sword boat was.
In the eyes of everyone on the sword boat, he disappeared deep into a gray-green smoke cloud.
"Pang Jian, your spiritual sea is a bit strange. You...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, as if he couldn't help but reveal the truth.
"I cultivate the Thunder and Extreme Cold Avenues because these two powers are compatible."
"My future path to becoming a god can be either Thunder or Extreme Cold. With the old Thunder Dragon occupying the path of Thunder God, I'm afraid my chances are slim."
"So, what I really major in is the way of extreme cold."
He boasted in the gray-green smoke and said: "The power of your cultivation is so mixed, but you gave up and became a god with a great way? As Li Zhaotian's disciple, you don't plan to seek a path to the true god, which surprises me a bit. ah."
"Do you know Li Zhaotian?" Pang Jian asked curiously.
"How dare you call him by his first name?"
The man frowned and said coldly: "As a disciple, you are so disrespectful to your master, you have no education at all. Li Zhaotian, as the number one immortal in the entire purgatory world, even the true gods are extremely jealous of him, for fear that he will become a god after Break the sky."
"You don't seem to know how powerful your master is."
"Did you know that the moment your master successfully became a god, he was able to defeat several ancient true gods?"
The imposter Luo Yuan showed awe on his face when he talked about the owner of the Sword Tower.
"I just want to know who you are." 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 I cultivate is indeed mixed. Please give me some advice."
"Don't worry, I know you are difficult to deal with, I will kill the others first."
The man smiled and suddenly disappeared.
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(End of chapter)
