There is no shortage of swords in the palace, and everyone is silent, meditating, trying to calm themselves down.
At this moment, the shepherd boy was lying on the eaves, with his immature face, his eyes dazzling.
"Hmph, purple demon, blood demon, your shepherd boy grandfather is here, Luo Xingchen has already returned, I'm afraid your plan will not succeed."
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"Shoo, hoo..." Countless figures are projected on the gate of the Palace of Infinite Sword.
The two rows of willow trees in front of the door seemed to be tired of growing, and the branches and leaves were drooping, and they were a little dry.
They shouted at the people inside: "We are back, the war is over! The purple demon and the blood demon are defeated, the blood demon is beheaded, the purple demon is captured, and we have won a complete victory!"
The people who came to take refuge here raised their heads in surprise and ecstatic.
"Won?"
Everyone slowly stood up, trying to cheer, but each was silent and extremely calm, without the hot scene.
The shepherd boy got up, his eyes swept away, and then the corners of his mouth raised, his mind retracted from the barrier.
"Okay, you're done, Luo Xingchen, I should go meet him."
The shepherd boy leaped softly and landed silently.
He is still so small, it seems that he will never grow up.
Like a child shepherd boy, strolling in the courtyard, carrying his hands on his back, old-fashioned, but no one dared to question him.
Everyone can see his strength.
When the shepherd boy opened the enchantment, the people walked out in an orderly manner, not in a hurry.
Some are a pair of lovers, walking on shoulders, holding hands, and some are lonely, a casual cultivator, received grace, and are about to go out to thank Luo Xingchen.
When they walked out one by one, the crowds were densely packed and countless, and the people outside waited for a long time before they found out that there were so many people pretending to be the Immaculate Sword Hall!
Full of hundreds of thousands, the weak are in the spiritual realm, and the strong are in the spiritual realm, and the heights are uneven.
The Purple Demon was tied up by the five flowers, and still looked unchanging.
Each warrior looked at the purple demon curiously, some had never seen it before.
"Is this the Purple Demon? Why didn't he kill him?"
"Don't talk nonsense, take care of it yourself. You are saved, go back to your own house!"
Old Nan sighed solemnly and sighed softly: "Oh... the disaster is not shallow..."
"Where's the Lord?"
The powerhouses of all forces have left with their own people. Therefore, at this moment, there is no shortage of sword halls, and most of those who return are the powerhouses of perfect sword halls.
However, they looked carefully and found that there seemed to be one missing person. If it were an ordinary person, that would be nothing, but the hall master, Chu Tingxuan, was missing.
"Lao Nan, where is the Lord?"
A disciple looked at Lao Nan with a pious look, and asked anxiously.
Lao Nan's sunken eye sockets were filled with sorrow and grief.
"Hey..." The sigh lasts for a long time...
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In a paradise, Luo Xingchen set foot on this place, and it was suddenly full of birds and flowers.
Surrounded by green grass, colorful, giant trees into firs, sunlight can only penetrate through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and the green leaves are dazzling and dazzling with brilliance.
Entering it, I couldn't help but feel a little relaxed and happy.
Luo Xingchen couldn't help but think, if in the future, all his wishes would have ended. It would be great to choose a place like this and stay together for a long time.
He doesn't think about what happened to Shuang'er now. Some things may not be that bad.
Luo Xingchen knew that the wolf king had great magical powers, so he wanted to ask for advice.
Luo Xingchen went to the mysterious place, before he stepped in, he felt a majestic aura, thunderous everywhere.
A coercive energy enough to make blood boil filled this space.
Luo Xingchen glanced intently, and in front of him, a petite figure, sitting cross-legged, had turned into a human form, but the blue skin all over his body seemed to be unchangeable.
He looked like he was about twelve years old, and his face had not yet escaped from immaturity.
On the top of his head, a red golden halo was still glowing, but it was almost completely absorbed by him.
This little blue-skinned child, holding his fist, has strong muscle lines, but it is not vulgar. Instead, it looks like a sunny boy everywhere, just like the early morning tomorrow, just rising. It has not yet reached the hottest moment, but now, there is temperature.
However, this kid is sparkling ripples outside his body, like a bright star from the sea.
Therefore, he makes people excited, but does not feel hot, he is already extremely powerful.
This is not the original appearance of an ordinary sixth-level spirit beast.
After the spirit beast transforms into shape, there will be a flash of light on its sky spirit cover, which can be seen as long as the spirit power detection is turned on.
However, Luo Xingchen saw an inscription, transforming into a condensed pattern, which is a characteristic that a seventh-level spirit beast can possess.
Luo Xingchen's eyes widened subconsciously, extremely shocked!
Lan Yuan, in just three years, he has crossed the level of the sixth-level spirit beast, and his strength is flying to the sky, reaching the seventh-level spirit beast, which is comparable to the Earth Origin Realm!
For a while, Luo Xingchen's mouth twitched, and he was stunned for a long time, his heart was full of indescribable shock.
"Lan Yuan, you kid, your strength has leapfrogged!"
"Huh?" The blue-skinned little boy, on his immature face, opened a pair of bright eyes suddenly. He was ecstatic and exclaimed: "Big brother!"
Luo Xingchen hurriedly smiled, walked towards Lan Yuan impatiently, and laughed: "Hahaha... Lan Yuan, you are really beyond my expectation. Unexpectedly, so fast, your strength still surpasses me! I really am. You can't catch up with a horse!"
When Luo Xingchen first saw Lan Yuan, he was in the early stage of the Lingdong Realm, and Lan Yuan advanced from the third level spirit beast to the fourth level spirit beast.
When he became the spirit map realm, Lan Yuan advanced to the fifth-level spirit beast.
And now, when he had crossed many steps in a row, he realized that the gap between Lan Yuan and him was still that big, and it seemed to be even bigger!
But what else can Luo Xingchen say? He can only be happy for Lan Yuan.
Lan Yuan opened his mouth and couldn't laugh, but was very aggrieved. His eyes were filled with tears, and his moist eyes were refracted by the sunlight, like pearls.
Thanks to him, my spirit beast is male, if it is female, this kind of lethality is really amazing!
Luo Xingchen was surprised, and was busy trying to comfort him.
I saw two figures descending not far away. One was a green shirt, the other was a black shirt, the other was magnificent, and the other was white on the temples, warm and moist as jade.
These two are the Wolf King, Tian Gang!
At this moment, seeing Lan Yuan's excitement, he was about to get up.
The Wolf King said gently: "Lan Yuan, you have already seen your eldest brother, what else can you worry about? This last part of the journey, if you go down, you can't waste every trace of the master's heritage."
Lan Yuan was startled, Luo Xingchen said seriously: "I am looking at you here, go ahead!"
So Luo Xingchen hugged his arms and sat with Lan Yuan looking at each other.
Lan Yuan's mood eased a lot, and he immediately absorbed it with great speed. All these rays of light poured into his body, making the mark on his forehead more obvious and translucent, as if the supreme descended!
Three days later, the faint light of the red golden halo had disappeared.
Lan Yuan stood up, smiled, and the sun was shining brightly.
"Crack!" Holding a small fist, a huge wave bounced off in an instant, and the violent energy exploded in all directions. The big trees within a radius of a few miles collapsed and broke in an instant, the earth cracked with huge mouths, and the mountains shook!
And behind Lan Yuan, a round of red gold totem emerged! This totem is like the spirit of ten thousand beasts, suppressing everything! It also carries a ray of light blue like waves of water, mixed together and blended properly.
Luo Xingchen had never felt this kind of power in other spirit beasts.
Luo Xingchen concluded that Lan Yuan at this moment was afraid that he would be able to sweep a large area against the Terran Origin Realm at this moment.
"Okay! Lan Yuan, congratulations, it's a success! My master's inheritance has finally found a home!"
The wolf king was overjoyed and smiled.
Tiangang mad lion leaned on his knees, respectfully, bowed his head and shouted, "Subordinate Tiangang, I have seen the Beast King!"
Lan Yuan hurriedly smiled and helped Tiangang up, and said kindly: "Uncle Tiangang, see you outside."
However, Tiangang couldn't move like thunder, and continued to kneel down abruptly. Lan Yuan grabbed it with his hand and found that it was difficult to shake.
Lan Yuan sullenly and pouted: "Uncle Tiangang, if you do this, I can only force you to get up!"
Tiangang mad lion said in a condensed voice: "The beast king can give it a try!"
Lan Yuan smiled brightly: "Okay, test me? Yeah!"
His head was swaying, and his immature face became serious and serious, and he immediately yelled, pulling Tiangang's broad arms with his arms, and kicking the ground with his feet, and a huge force immediately pulled the Tiangang wild lion directly up!
At this moment, the Tiangang wild lion was dizzy, staggered, and his arms were sore. There was almost no dislocation.
He quickly rubbed his arms in shock, looked at Lan Yuan with an incredible gaze, and became more religious.
Lan Yuan smiled slyly: "Hehe, uncle, you may not be my opponent now."
The Tiangang mad lion bowed and said earnestly: "The subordinates are proud of the Beast King! My lord is glory! When you rise, suppress the group of beasts and rule the wasteland!"
Lan Yuan was stunned, becoming a little dull, and without blinking his eyes, he became a black line.
"Uh... Commanding the Eight Wastes? Arranged such a big task for me when I came up! It's so difficult to do..."
Lan Yuan scratched his head, looking embarrassed.
At this moment, he looked at Luo Xingchen who was smiling, and walked quickly over, extremely excited, and said in a deep voice: "Big Brother! Two and a half years ago, who on earth was you hurt by? Even the equality contract was forced to untie. Tell me, I'm going to crush them now! Humph!"
Luo Xingchen smiled indifferently, shook his head, stroked Xiao Lan Yuan, who was much shorter than him, and said calmly: "Don't worry, save this account for later calculations."
"Well, hehe, brother, you're all right, I know that no one can defeat you! You are an undefeated myth!"
Lan Yuan smiled and bloomed, very happy.
Luo Xingchen smiled lightly again and patted him on the shoulder: "Do you know how to drink?"
Lan Yuan was confused, and his eyes showed confusion: "What is wine?"
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In the underground of the Temple of Wuqiandao, in the secret realm.
The dozens of teenagers Luo Xingchen had brought over from the Blue Wind Continent had almost grown up at this moment.
Each of them has different talents, and their strengths almost go hand in hand.
At this moment, the petite and exquisite Li Xuan stretched her waist and just crawled out of the coffin. She is nine years old this year, and time flies so fast.
She grew a lot taller, with exquisite jade hands, placed on the back of her head, scratched her head, and looked at the other people in the coffin.
"Hey, it's time, get up—"
With a sweet drink, the clear voice was pleasing to the ear, but the young people in the coffin had a headache, smiled bitterly, patted their heads, got up slowly, and walked out.
"When is it, how long have we slept?"
At the age of sixteen, Li Dong was initially separated from immature, becoming sharp and handsome.
"Brother!" Li Xuan spread her arms and rushed up, hugged Li Dong, and smiled sweetly: "I have been promoted again, and now I am in the Spiritual Image Realm!"
Li Xuan released the totem, and the sun and the moon contended for glory, almost not letting these teenagers vomit blood to death!
Nine years old, Lingtujing!
It seems that since the day when Li Xuan was five years old, he has not been left behind by them!
Since then, the spirit world has added another myth!