In recent days, Mo Xiaoxun has been staying in the Tianhuang Temple, facing Luo Xingchen, she has turned on the harassment mode again.
Early in the morning, Luo Xingchen was reading the classics in the Intelligence Hall.
A jade hand behind him, like a magic claw, stretched out to his shoulder.
Luo Xingchen felt cold.
"Hehe... It's been a long time, dull, how are you recovering?"
Luo Xingchen's face was dark, embarrassed, and deliberately put aside the topic, and said: "Ah, you just came here, I have a question to ask you seriously!"
At this moment, Mo Xiaoxun changed his hairstyle, which was extremely dusty just like the fairy.
"What's the problem?" Mo Xiaoxun blinked, curious.
Luo Xingchen said earnestly: "The dagger you control is an imperial weapon? When you summoned it, it easily pierced Chu Tianjiao's golden dragon body."
Mo Xiaoxun stuck his tongue out and pursed his mouth: "You think too much. How can I be so powerful? My grandpa controls it. Don't you know that the owner of the imperial weapon can arrange the imperial weapon to protect it at will Someone
My grandfather only has my granddaughter, so he can't worry about it, so he gave me the imperial weapon for self-defense! "
Luo Xingchen nodded with a sudden realization.
Luo Xingchen really didn't know how to deal with Mo Xiaoxun.
He didn't know that Mo Xiaoxun's string was wrong, and he was pestering him not to let it go.
But Mo Xiaoxun had rescued him after all, and almost died.
But in his heart, he couldn't hold the second person anymore.
Therefore, Mo Xiaoxun talked endlessly, he could only push and shov, and couldn't hurt her heart.
"Ah, do you have anything else?" Luo Xingchen looked at Mo Xiaoxun and smiled.
Mo Xiaoxun rolled his eyes: "Huh! I want to ask if you have recovered from your injury. Isn't it okay to care about you?"
Luo Xingchen looked embarrassed and scratched his head. He said indifferently: "I'm better now, better than before!"
He has now unknowingly stepped into the threshold of the respected formation master.
It seems that his talent for formation is really hard to find.
On the other hand, his martial arts realm, he was similar to Qin Yang when he was in Black Demon Ridge.
And now, Qin Yang is consummated in the Lingyuan realm, he is only the early stage of the Lingyuan realm!
Could it be that his martial arts talent is really inferior to the battle talent
Luo Xingchen just muttered like this in his heart, if he said it, I don't know how many people have the urge to kill him.
He is only twenty-five years old today!
At the beginning of the 25-year-old Lingyuan Realm, he actually felt that his talent was not good!
Shouldn't those who have only been promoted to the Lingyuan realm for more than a hundred years or hundreds of years should dig pits and bury themselves
"Hey! How good are you! Do you want me to try!"
Mo Xiaoxun sternly looked at him angrily, and immediately drew out his sword!
"laugh!"
A sword gas swayed like a filament, entangled Luo Xingchen's body.
This kind of sword aura actually has a very dangerous feeling.
Luo Xingchen hurriedly moved the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, and immediately displayed the Shura sword formation, cutting out the chaotic sword, and defending.
Subsequently, the two forces collided.
Luo Xingchen and Mo Xiaoxun drew a tie.
He was surprised to find that Mo Xiaoxun was just like him, in the early stage of Lingyuan realm, but he could have the power to obliterate the latter stage of Lingyuan realm!
"Wuhen Kendo again?"
Luo Xingchen couldn't help thinking of Tang Luo.
He looked at Mo Xiaoxun curiously and asked, "Senior Tang Luo, are you okay now?"
Mo Xiaoxun smiled, triumphantly, and raised his chest: "Hey, my grandfather Tang Luo is a great talent! He is undergoing a retreat, and he is expected to become a real powerhouse in the world next year!
He said that when he was promoted to Wanyijing, he could at least fight against a person who had been immersed in Wanyijing for five hundred years!
Wuhen Kendo, he has the feeling, will become stronger and stronger! "
Luo Xingchen couldn't help but start thinking.
The Haoyue girl also went to Tang Luo as a teacher and practiced Wuhen Kendo.
Mo Xiaoxun's grandfather, Mo Jingyun, was obviously stronger than Tang Luo.
But Mo Xiaoxun is also practicing Wuhen Kendo!
So, did Tang Luo comprehend Wuhen Kendo himself, or did he borrow it from him
He had also seen the power of Wuhen Kendo.
Tang Luo played against Stanley, the clone of Fire Demon. Fire Demon was obviously stronger, and he had room.
Wuhen Kendo, without a mark on the sword, blowing hair and breaking hair, can indeed kill people invisible.
This also made Luo Xingchen's curiosity more and more heavier.
"Xiaoxun, I don't know Senior Tang Luo, where did this Wuhen Kendo come from?"
Luo Xingchen couldn't help asking.
Mo Xiaoxun was taken aback immediately, after thinking about it, she murmured: "It seems, three thousand years ago, Grandpa Tang Luo, when he was young, went to the Excalibur Palace!
At that time, the Excalibur Palace was still very powerful, with three ten thousand moods in charge, and no one dared to mess with it.
He went to the secret realm once encountered in three hundred years, Wuhen Kendo, and took root from this! "
Luo Xingchen's eyes lit up, and his heart was shocked!
When he mentioned God, he couldn't help but make up his mind that he must make a good break in the secret realm of Excalibur Palace!
Since Tang Luo can comprehend the powerful swordsmanship there, he must have a lot to do when he enters!
"Hey, you have become stronger and stronger. You are so powerful now that the crisis in the Baichuan Continent has been dismantled by you!
I'm very curious, how much power did you use to deal with my sword formation just now? "
Mo Xiaoxun stared at Luo Xingchen closely and said in a condensed voice.
Luo Xingchen thought for a while, this question really caused him a headache.
He couldn't help but smile, and said calmly: "Sixty percent!"
"Bang!" Mo Xiaoxun rolled his eyes and fainted...
Luo Xingchen scratched his head dumbfoundedly, he was saying in his heart, in fact, it's less than Liucheng!
…
The sky was overcast, and the entire barrier of the Baichuan Continent was completely shrouded.
On this day, there is one month before the Kendo Conference.
The Sky Formation Tower was completely blocked by a layer of prohibition.
Pillars of thunder beams surround the sky array tower, and no strangers should come near!
All the powerhouses of the sky array came from all directions, staring solemnly at the sky array tower!
These thunder beams carry a thunder pattern, these ancient characters, no one can understand them at all!
After all, this is an ancient writing millions of years ago, and it has long since disappeared.
However, Zhu Qiang could feel that whoever approached the Sky Formation Tower would only die!
No matter it is the Ten Thousand Tribulations Realm, the Domain Master Realm! There is no escape!
Linghu Shao also had to retreat thousands of feet, clenching his fist, his expression dignified!
Huang Peng, still inside, didn't come out!
Just listen to Taimoyan sighed leisurely: "Oh... the number of calamities has fallen, this sky formation tower, from now on, I'm afraid it will never open again! What a pity!"
Linghu Shao shook his head, feeling depressed.
He is a person who knows his gratitude and repays his gratitude. Didn't he have time to repay his gratitude, the lord who followed him to the death has already ended his life
Is it God's will
Just when Linghu Shao was in a daze, he saw a purple and gold beam on the protective cover of the Sky Formation Tower, which was bounced out by the barrier!
Huangpeng's body hit the ground, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he was laughing: "Hahaha... This trip is not in vain! This life is not in vain! The days to come will be long, and I will definitely find a way out!"
Huang Peng's eyes were firm, and there seemed to be a ray of light on the center of his eyebrows, which flashed away.
Linghu Shao stepped away quickly, half kneeling in front of Huangpeng, clasped his fist and said, "Congratulations, Master!"
Huang Peng jumped and stood up straight.
He looked at Linghu Shao and smiled slightly: "You are welcome, I let you follow me, not let you be my slave. You are very good! Just follow me! I will give you glory!"
Linghu Shao stood up, silently following Huang Peng's steps.
They left here in an instant without knowing where they would go.
I only heard the Heavenly Formation Pagoda, and it seemed that there was a majestic, illusory voice coming from everyone's eardrums: "The mysterious spiritual pagoda, after millions of years, has recorded the history of the spiritual world! Now, the catastrophe is approaching. The profound spirit pagoda’s merits are complete, so I will be closed! I will leave here and go to the central super plane, the heavenly spirit world-waiting for the catastrophe! Everyone, goodbye!
Immediately, I saw this in all directions, a hundred miles in radius, and the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking!
"Kakkaka..."
The ground is cracking, and several main halls of the City of Silver are collapsing!
Afterwards, this huge tower that penetrated the sky and the earth rose from the ground, turned into a silver light, flew to the sky, directly pierced through the void, broke through the barrier, and disappeared without a shadow...
It doesn't need to pass through the space tunnel at all, because it is a tower beyond heaven!
In this world, it is difficult for anyone to control it!
If that day is really reached, it must be destroyed!
Ta Ling Qinghong, I am also looking forward to...
After that, in this space, the ground was covered with cracks, it became empty, and it no longer belonged to the sky array.
The strong are silent, no one speaks.
Tong Fazheng, his eyes are getting brighter, and he secretly said: The calamity is inevitable? I must hurry up to find Meng'er! If we don't cherish this last time, maybe we won't have the chance to meet again.
Thinking of this, Tong Fa is leaping in the air and leaving here, he will continue to work hard and practice in retreat until he is promoted to the Ten Thousand Artistic Realm, and then go to that super plane...
The sky formation tower completely disappeared in the sky formation area.
The visions in this sky also receded one after another, and everything returned to peace.
With the last month left, Luo Xingchen was still studying kendo assiduously.
He read the experience of various kendo masters in the past, and his vision became more and more clear and enlightened.
Luo Xingchen remembered the curse of Heaven on him, only allowing him to live for 10,000 years.
He thought for a while, still unwavering.
"Ten thousand years? I can do a lot of things! I am in the Lingyuan realm now, and I am not in a hurry. When I kill all the demon powers around me, I will run directly to the super plane and kill A piece of world that belongs to me!"
"Chichichichi..."
Luo Xingchen sat cross-legged and did not hold a sword.
However, his sword aura crisscrossed in all directions, and he was able to cut out the sword intent hurricane with ease.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were clear, and he murmured: "Maybe the sword intent is the highest level of kendo."
Luo Xingchen got up and carried his hands on his back. After his cultivation was over, he relaxed and wandered in his Tianhuang Temple.
boom-
The loud noise happened to be near him.
Luo Xingchen flew away with a look of surprise.
He saw that Amo's martial arts realm had once again been upgraded, and it had reached the half abyss realm!
It only took Amo less than five years to get closer and closer to the Lingyuan Realm.
A Mo was in front of him, looked at him, grinned: "Hey, Brother Chen! Take my sword!"
A Mo stepped in the air, and in an instant, he leaped to a place three feet and five feet in front of Luo Xingchen.
A savage sword intent that was sufficient to counteract the early days of the Lingyuan Realm was born!
Luo Xingchen held his hand on his back, and he did not move, letting the phantom of the sword intent sweep over his body.
On the eleventh level of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, his physical body is so solid that it can't hurt him in the later stage of the Spirit Abyss!
The wild sword intent, with flowers and trees, houses, streams, mountains and tribes, all kinds of images, merged into one in an instant, forming a sword intent, but Luo Xingchen shrugged and was directly immune!
The corners of A Mo's mouth twitched, and he was taken aback. With a bitter face, he sighed: "Hey... Brother Chen, you are too strong..."
Luo Xingchen smiled softly, a trace of charm flashed in his eyes: "Sooner or later, you will be stronger..."
They look at each other and smile...