On the deck, Pang Jian frowned, still wondering what was going on.
He could sense that something was wrong with Xu Jie, but it wasn't that he could peek into the thoughts of the living dead. He simply couldn't tell whose expression or behavior was abnormal.
It was because, through the leaf of life covering the heart, he felt the abnormality of the vitality in Xu Jie's body.
The man who entered Xu Jie's body had very strong flesh and blood vitality. Although it was suppressed and concealed, when Dong Tianze used the secret technique to attack the second living dead, some of it still overflowed.
This man's sudden burst of vitality was imperceptible to others, but Pang Jian was able to sense it keenly with his Leaf of Life.
Thus, it was determined that something was wrong with this person.
But Pang Jian could not have imagined that after splitting open Xu Jie's body, this person suddenly transformed into the appearance he showed in the Yunlei Forbidden Land.
Surprisingly, he calls himself Luo Yuan.
"Or, he was also in the Yunlei Forbidden Land at that time, mixed in with the Black Valley disciples, and saw my image, Luo Yuan, with his own eyes."
"Or, he can spy on Ye Fei's thoughts!"
"He is just like me, and is also proficient in physical skills similar to the Great Creation Saint Body! Moreover, his attainments are even more sophisticated than mine, which is why he can change his appearance at will."
Pang Jian slowly clenched the silver spear in his hand.
The guy who replaced his identity and presented himself as Luo Yuan was vicious and sinister, and must be extremely difficult to deal with.
"Luo Yuan, it's you!"
Ye Fei screamed again.
"good."
The man nodded in acknowledgement. He was standing on the third floor stand of Jianzhou.
From being suddenly attacked by Pang Jian on the deck, to the destruction of the spiritual power shield, to suddenly appearing on the third floor stand...
—He seemed to teleport out of thin air.
No one could see how he suddenly moved from the deck to the third-level stand of Jianzhou.
"I didn't expect that someone would guess it was me and know that I was hiding among a group of living dead."
He shook his head and laughed, his eyes a little surprised but not nervous at all.
On deck.
More than a dozen powerful men in the Dongxuan realm were staring at him. Even though his identity had been exposed, he remained calm.
He was dressed in black, with blood still dripping from his neck and bare arms.
His face appeared extremely clear. It was Luo Yuan, whom Ye Fei had met in the Yunlei Forbidden Land and whom he was shocked every time he thought of.
"laugh!"
Xu Jie's skin under his feet was infected by the strange fog and was quickly corroded into bone powder and light smoke.
"Luo Yuan, as a disciple of the Sword Tower, you rely on the body of our Senior Sister Xu, and you kill your fellow brothers. Do you know the consequences?" Lu Lingchan asked coldly.
"as a result of?"
The man found it amusing, and with a sneer in his eyes, he said, "What consequences can there be? You, all of you, are no match for me anyway."
"I did it, what can you do?"
He was extremely domineering and arrogant, and acted as if he didn't take anyone seriously.
"In the Dongxuan realm, having condensed one hundred and twenty-eight strands of spiritual consciousness, is it possible to be so arrogant?" Zhou Qingchen murmured.
Fang Boxuan's face was bitter: "If he thinks he can kill everyone in front of him, he can be so arrogant and domineering."
After a pause, Fang Boxuan added: "Anyway, no one knows what he did."
"Indeed, if he can kill everyone in the strange fog, no one will know when he leaves and returns to the purgatory." Zhao Yuanqi agreed.
"This person..."
Pang Jian hesitated to speak.
He could, indeed, expose the fake Luo Yuan's identity, but that would be meaningless given the current situation.
That person, with the identity and name of Luo Yuan, should also act casually.
Judging from what he did, no matter who he is, he cannot escape the blame on the Sword Boat.
"Pang Jian, how do you know something is wrong with me?"
The man who was sitting on the third floor stands of Jianzhou looked down curiously, his eyes falling on Pang Jian.
"The sword technique you used with the spear is something I have never heard of or seen before. This sword technique... is extremely powerful. I don't even dare to bite the bullet and use Xu Jie's body to bear it."
His eyes were solemn, he realized the horror of the Chaos Sword Technique and attached the highest importance to Pang Jian.
"He is definitely not from our Sword Tower!"
Qi Qingsong snorted and shouted, "My Sword Tower disciples will not shrink into the bodies of Black Valley disciples! Also, we have never heard of the name Luo Yuan. He must have killed one of our disciples, taken the other's sword order for himself, and impersonated one of ours!"
"I don't care who he is. I only know that he killed our Black Valley disciples."
Lu Lingchan flew towards the third-floor stands.
She took the lead in launching an attack, wanting to kill the man in front of her on the spot to eliminate the hidden danger for everyone.
"call!"
She threw the bamboo flute out, and golden, black, dark green, and turquoise lights shone from the sound holes. Soul-shattering sound waves burst out, covering the entire three-story stand.
“Wow!”
A gorgeous and brilliant light condensed in the air above the stands.
There was a thin, misty and strange fog surrounding this strange and shining area, from which emerged graceful fairies and witches.
They either played the piano, or played the flute, or sang and danced.
The gods and demons played together and a wonderful scene of singing and dancing appeared in the sky filled with strange fog.
At first glance, it seemed as if Lu Lingchan had created a magnificent little world through a bamboo flute, and was trying to pull the man who called himself Luo Yuan in with the immortal and demonic notes.
Fairy music was lingering, demonic shadows were looming, auspicious beasts gradually formed, and colorful fairy soil was created.
The man who called himself Luo Yuan looked up and saw the fair-skinned Lu Lingchan sitting on the colorful fairyland, like the queen who ruled this magnificent little world.
"Lu Lingchan..."
Fang Boxuan was fascinated and moved by the charm of his nominal fiancée. He even felt ashamed of himself.
"I am indeed not worthy of her. I do not have her status and position, nor do I have her amazing talent. And she is destined to transcend the second realm and shine throughout the entire Purgatory."
Fang Boxuan was dejected.
"Junior brother, as a fellow disciple, what do you think of Lu Lingchan?"
Seeing Lu Lingchan take the lead and use the holy weapon, Zhuang Yuyan smiled and felt relaxed. She asked, "You two are of similar age. She should be about to advance to the state of concentration. We will have a sect competition in the future. Do you have the confidence to defeat her?"
"Sect competition?" Pang Jian was stunned.
"It's probably like this... inner disciples versus inner disciples, you, the sect master, teaching personally to her, the valley master." Zhuang Yuyan explained with a smile.
"It's too far-fetched to talk about these things. Let's get out of the strange fog alive first, and then think about these things." Pang Jian said in a deep voice.
Zhuang Yuyan fell silent for a moment, her brows gloomy again.
Yes, the victory or defeat between Lu Lingchan and Na Luoyuan could not reverse their predicament.
If we cannot escape the quagmire of strange fog, we will all die here in the end. There will be no follow-up to any sect competition or training.
"Ascension Flute, Ascension Wonderland, hehe."
The person pretending to be Luo Yuan looked up at the sky and laughed strangely.
He seemed to recognize the bamboo flute sacrificed by Lu Lingchan, and had also seen the strange scene above.
"rise!"
Lu Lingchan raised his hand.
Suddenly, a vast and powerful force suddenly surrounded the man who called himself Luo Yuan, as if a god was grabbing his body and trying to pull him into the world ruled by the gods.
He climbed up step by step from the third-floor stands, as if he had to enter another world.
"The power of the holy weapon!"
"Ascension Flute!"
Guo Hongyuan and Lu Lianchen shouted in awe.
They didn't know who Luo Yuan was, but they felt that no matter how sinister and vicious this man was, after Lu Lingchan sacrificed the sacred artifact, the Ascension Flute, and created the vision of ascension to the fairyland, Luo Yuan would eventually be defeated.
The Valley Master taught him personally, and he also holds the sacred artifact, the Ascension Flute. How can Luo Yuan break it
"Ascension Flute? Is there really such a spectacle when a true god ascends to heaven?"
Zhou Qingchen was surprised.
"Rumor has it that a true god saw this miraculous sight of immortals and demons coming together to welcome his ascension when he broke through the purgatory's sky ban." Zhuang Yuyan suppressed her smile and said seriously, "But that true god did not succeed in ascending to heaven in the end. Not long after he saw that scene, he was struck by thunder."
"He fell from the sky, and briefly left behind a feeling of ascension before his soul was annihilated."
"So, the strange sight of the Ascension Flute is actually... unknown."
Because of Pang Jian's few words, Zhuang Yuyan's mood became worse again. She felt that the outcome of Lu Lingchan's fight with that man was unimportant.
"Lu Lingchan, remember to spare his life, and then let Dong Tianze spy on his thoughts and consciousness. I firmly believe that he is not a disciple of our Sword Tower!"
Qi Qingsong shouted loudly. He felt that the person behind the scenes would soon be severely injured by Lu Lingchan.
It is most frightening when you don’t know who your opponent is or where he is hiding.
Now that he had identified his opponent and brought him out from the darkness, Qi Qingsong was no longer worried.
In addition, he also believed in Lu Lingchan's strength!
“Ascension to the wonderland? Hey, didn’t anyone tell you what will happen to those who see this scene?”
The man who called himself Luo Yuan smiled casually.
He appeared extremely calm as he stepped step by step into the fairyland shrouded in strange fog.
As he spoke, he took out a very ordinary spiritual sword from the bracelet on his arm.
He shook the sword in his hand.
“Boom!”
Deafening thunder, mixed with countless lightning bolts, exploded from the spirit sword in his hand.
"Crack! Boom boom boom!"
The sky was filled with thunder and lightning, crushing the magnificent little world that Lu Lingchan had created with the Ascension Flute into shattered light on the spot.
The man held a sword in his left hand and stirred up thunder, and clenched his right fist like a hammer, and punched Lu Lingchan like a god opening the sky.
Lu Lingchan's protective shield suddenly burst apart.
His fist, which was filled with endless blood and had lightning between his fingers, fell like a meteorite from outer space, hitting another prism that Lu Lingchan had hastily offered up.
"Bang!"
The prism suddenly shattered.
Lu Lingchan groaned as he was knocked down by his punch. His body broke through the dome of a house and fell into the room.
"Can an ominous object be called a holy weapon?"
The man landed back on the deck, holding Lu Lingchan's ascension flute in his hand, and smiled disdainfully.
The next moment, the holy artifact, the Ascension Flute, broke into pieces in his hands.
A holy artifact was thus scrapped.
"The kid named Ye, even after I told her that my total spiritual awareness is greater than hers, she still refuses to accept it."
The man shook his head and said coldly: "In fact, my total spiritual consciousness is much greater than hers."
…
There are only two chapters today. It's the rainy season in the south. I just went out to eat noodles and the water was up to my knees.
I was drunk, and the whole city was flooded, it was a mess!
(End of this chapter)