"The holy vessel, the Flute of Ascension, was destroyed just like that?"
Zhou Qingchen looked incredulous.
People like Ye Fei, Lu Lianchen and Guo Hongyuan were also shocked by that man's methods.
Lu Lingchan was defeated in an instant, and the holy weapon broke into pieces, which was obviously inconsistent with the plot they had imagined.
"Luo Yuan's" methods and combat power made everyone realize that something was wrong.
Pang Jian said softly, "Brother Zhou, be careful."
"clear!"
Zhou Qingchen used his mind to activate the Tianyuan Pearl and secretly created a solid defense line in his body, so that he would not have time to prepare when the man suddenly attacked.
Qi Qingsong's expression was solemn, and he shouted, "Who are you?"
"Didn't I tell you?" The man looked surprised and said frankly: "Sword Tower, outer sect disciple, Luo Yuan."
He even clasped his hands and saluted Qi Qingsong in a cool manner: "Brother Qi, just because you haven't seen me doesn't mean I don't exist."
"In our Sword Tower, there are so many outer disciples, it's normal that you don't know me."
He smiled.
“Swish!”
He was on the third-floor stands when he suddenly disappeared, teleporting out of thin air again.
“Woo!”
Lu Lingchan's screams suddenly came from a house on the third floor of the Sword Boat, and then suddenly stopped.
When the man reappeared, he was on the third-tier stands again. He was holding Lu Lingchan's storage bracelet in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Seventy to eighty thousand spiritual jades, not bad."
Lu Lingchan, the disciple of the Black Valley Master and a proud child of heaven, has passed away.
The so-called peerless genius died suddenly and miserably, without any 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 has an extraordinary status in the Black Valley, and she even doesn't give face to some of the elders.
At the Dongxuan realm stage, she is able to condense 124 strands of spiritual consciousness, so her future achievements are limitless.
As long as she doesn't die in the middle of her practice, she will at least be able to achieve immortality at the end of her practice.
There is even hope of impacting the true God!
The person whose talent and potential surpassed Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, Wu Yuan of the Demon Sect, and Jiang Chao of Tianshuize was killed not long after he entered the strange fog and before he reached the forbidden land of Juetian.
Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen, who were also members of Black Valley, couldn't accept it.
"I didn't expect..."
There was a strange expression on Fang Boxuan's face.
His nominal fiancée, who once made him feel depressed, was killed in such a trifling way.
In terms of identity, status, talent, and weapons, this person surpassed him in every aspect, but he died in such a miserable way.
"The disputes between the clans and everything given by the sects are not worth mentioning."
Fang Boxuan felt infinite emotion.
He suddenly felt that only with one's own extraordinary power could one dominate oneself and survive in the cruel and bloody world of cultivation.
"Junior Brother Qi, this person is difficult to deal with!"
Zhuang Yuyan took a deep breath and never dared to be careless again.
Although she succeeded in concentrating her mind, she did not see through the cultivation level of the person who called himself Luo Yuan, and she did not know what level of power this person was at!
Lu Lingchan was in the late Dongxuan realm and wielded the Black Valley's sacred artifact, the Ascension Flute. He was killed by this man in the first encounter and was unable to put 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, slowly relaxed his mind, and found himself in a wonderful state as if he could fall into a dream at any time.
"For me, the meaning of killing is only to obtain the spiritual jade in your hands."
"If you are willing, you can put down the jade in your hands and throw the utensils on the deck."
"Then, you can leave this sword boat. I am happy to let you go."
"Well, let's start with you, since you have the most spiritual jade."
The man pointed a spiritual sword that he had stripped from a disciple of the Sword Tower at Zhuang Yuyan from a distance and said with a smile, "You go first."
"Where do you get the confidence to defeat all of us here?" Zhuang Yuyan's face turned cold and she felt humiliated.
The man smiled and said, "I'll give you an incense stick of time to think about it. You can either attack me or call on them to attack together."
"Of course, I advise you to put your things down and leave as an example."
“This is really a conscientious suggestion from me.”
He took out a stick of incense, lit it, and placed it on the stand on the third floor to give Zhuang Yuyan and everyone time to think about it.
A wisp of green smoke rose from the incense stick, and his sallow face seemed to be surrounded by the green smoke.
At this moment, it seems a little unreal.
Dong Tianze looked at Pang Jian and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with him?"
Pang Jian suddenly realized that a long time ago when he was in Qianli Yunze, he had the appearance of a sallow young man and made a deal with Dong Tianze using the Ghost Altar.
The person who pretended to be Luo Yuan, besides Ye Fei, Dong Tianze had also seen this person before.
"He is not Luo Yuan."
The spear in Pang Jian's hand emitted a red sword light with a "chi la" sound, and he said, "Senior Sister Zhuang!"
Zhuang Yuyan turned her head to look.
"I'll go first, and you hold the line for me."
“Whoosh!”
Pang Jian's body and spear merged into one, transforming into a red sword light.
After Lu Lingchan, he also went straight to the man in the stands.
"Brother Pang, be careful!"
While she was still hesitating, Pang Jian had already taken action again!
After Lu Lingchan's sudden death, Pang Jian still dared to attack the man who called himself Luo Yuan, which really moved Zhuang Yuyan.
Because it takes a lot of courage!
Even she felt hesitant when the green smoke rose, and wondered whether she should leave the sword boat.
There was an icy square seal in the man's hand. He aimed at the incoming gun tip and met it with the icy square seal.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
One after another, crystal clear glaciers suddenly appeared in Pang Jian's field of vision. The Jingzhi Gun continued to break through the ice with a crackling sound, and its speed was slowed down again and again.
The chilly glacier contained a few rays of extremely cold light, which were not the condensation of spiritual power.
But it is a real product!
The broken glaciers, when they hit the ground, would be frozen together again by the man's strength to form new glaciers.
After Pang Jian's attack pierced six glaciers, he was forced to stop.
After a moment of distraction, he found himself surrounded by more crystal clear glaciers while in mid-air.
It's like suddenly finding yourself in an extremely cold and icy place.
"Pang Jian!"
Qi Qingsong followed closely and shot towards the stands.
“Swish!” “Swoosh!”
A spiritual sword emitting azure light, dragging out a bizarre and brilliant galaxy, attracted everyone's attention.
Gazing at this dreamlike and brilliant starry sky, the people in the stands felt dizzy, as if they had fallen into the clouds of a dream.
Qi Qingsong, holding a sword, cooperated with Pang Jian in the battle with his cultivation in the late Dongxuan realm.
"Senior Sister Zhuang, this person can teleport over a short distance, be careful of everyone on the deck!"
Qi Qingsong was still reminding people in the Dream Galaxy.
"knew."
Zhuang Yuyan drew her sword solemnly.
Two magic swords, one long and one short, flew out from her left and right sleeves and hovered above the deck of the sword boat.
The dagger paused for a moment, and then, after Qi Qingsong, it shot towards the stands.
"Hey!"
The person pretending to be Luo Yuan shook his head and laughed strangely.
The green smoke released by the incense stick lit in front of him seemed to merge with the strange fog.
The gray strange fog and green smoke submerged his body. He became vague like a ghost and seemed extremely unreal.
"call!"
Three shadows appeared together in the depths of the smoke.
One of them wielded a magic sword, creating a vortex of explosive lightning.
Each of them shook the square seal in his hand, creating more frigid glaciers.
The other man smiled indifferently, suspended in the smoke, motionless as a mountain. Thick gray-green smoke continued to spew out of his eye sockets, nostrils and ears.
The three of them all had the image of Luo Yuan with a sallow complexion, as if Luo Yuan was divided into three.
“Swish!”
The sword-wielding man drew a vortex of lightning, and with exploding thunder and lightning, he destroyed the dream galaxy that Qi Qingsong had created with the Blue Dream Sword.
He shook out a square seal, which turned into a mountain of solid ice and blocked the dagger released by Zhuang Yuyan.
Hovering in the depths of the gray-green smoke, with thick smoke spewing out of his mouth and nose, his hands seemed to be condensed from the smoke and suddenly enlarged a thousand times.
He rubbed his hands in circles on his chest.
A vortex filled with smoke spread outward madly, aiming to engulf Pang Jian, which was surrounded by glaciers.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
From the depths of the clouds, glaciers flew out and headed towards Zhuang Yuyan's flying dagger.
In the gray-green smoke as Bingchuan left, Pang Jian, who was controlling the Jingzhi Spear, suddenly got lost. He could not see the man's image, could not sense his movements, and did not know where Jianzhou was.
In the eyes of everyone on the sword boat, he disappeared into the depths of a gray-green cloud.
"Pang Jian, your spiritual sea is a bit strange. You... have also condensed the power of thunder and ice."
From the depths of the gray-green smoke, the man who impersonated Luo Yuan appeared. The face that was spewing out smoke changed quietly, as if he couldn't help but reveal the truth.
"I cultivate the avenues of thunder and extreme cold, because these two powers are compatible."
"In my future path to becoming a god, I can choose thunder or extreme cold. The Thunder God Path is occupied by that old thunder dragon, so I'm afraid my chances are slim."
"So, my real major is actually the way of extreme cold."
He boasted in the gray-green smoke, "The power you cultivated is so diverse, but you gave up and wanted to become a god with one great way? As a disciple of Li Zhaotian, I am a little surprised that you don't plan to seek a path to true godhood."
"Do you know Li Zhaotian?" Pang Jian asked curiously.
"How dare you call him by his first name?"
The man frowned and said in a cold voice: "As a disciple, you are so disrespectful to your master. You have no manners at all. Li Zhaotian, as the number one immortal in the entire Purgatory World, even the true gods are wary of him, fearing that he will break the sky after he is deified."
"You, don't seem to know how powerful your master is."
"Did you know that the moment your master was successfully deified, he was able to overpower several ancient true gods?"
The man who pretended to be 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." Pang Jian's mind moved, and he summoned the Star-Breaking Umbrella and the Nine Yang Cauldron one by one, saying: "The spiritual power I practice is indeed complicated, please give me some advice."
"No hurry, I know you're not easy to deal with, I'll go kill the others first."
The man smiled and suddenly disappeared.
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(End of this chapter)