wThe sky's blue ruler fell mercilessly, drowning Zhao Luofeng's last shout in a sea of blue light.
This magic weapon was re-sacrificially refined by Xia Chen. It not only erased the traces of Zhao Huayang's mind, but also filled it with a lot of rare materials. Its offensive and defensive power was greatly enhanced, and it was comparable to the middle-grade magic weapon.
Another general came out from Xia Chen's hands. How could Zhao Luofeng withstand it?
The green light dissipated, and the majestic scholar in white just a moment ago was gone, and all traces of his life were completely wiped out. Search "" for the latest novels on Baidu
There was a flash of green light, and his storage bag fell from the sky. Xia Chen stretched out his hand and caught it in his hand.
There was a sudden silent movement in the sky, and countless golden seal characters emerged from the void and converged towards the sky. In an instant, they condensed into a transparent cover in the air that was only the size of a fist.
Sky cover.
Zhao Luofeng is the initiator of the sky-shielding shield. Since his death, the sky-shielding shield will naturally return to its original appearance.
This magic weapon is extremely spiritual. After taking back the golden seal script, the golden light flashes, and it will escape far away and fly back to Haoran Mountain. Search "" for the latest novels on Baidu
"Want to leave? Just stay with me." Xia Chen was already prepared. He shouted loudly and pinched it with his hands. In an instant, an airtight earth barrier was formed in the space, and the sky-shielding shield was forcibly intercepted.
Then, the innate energy turned into thousands of threads, and was wrapped around them, tying up the sky-shielding cover that was still bumping left and right trying to escape. Then Xia Chen pulled it over and held it in the palm of his hand.
inside.
The sky-shielding cover flashed with mysterious golden seal characters. He was struggling unwillingly. However, Xia Chen's power was so powerful, and under the infusion of unparalleled Gang Qi, he had to forcibly erase the marks on this treasure.
Suddenly, a powerful and boundless spiritual thought burst out from the sky-shielding cover, and instantly transformed into a shadowy white-haired old man.
He looked at Xia Chen with a gloomy face and said sternly: "Junior, you dare to take away my Haoran sect's most treasured sky-shielding shield, and also wantonly kill my sect's magical disciples. I will personally lead my disciples to crush the gate of your Zhengxuan sect. General.
You killed everyone in the Zhengxuan sect completely."
"Xue Lingshan!" Yin Qiuli and others shouted in fear as the horse returned to the mountain.
Xia Chen was also shocked. He didn't expect that there was Xue Lingshan's imprint on the sky-shielding cover.
Xue Lingshan is the ancestor of the Haoran sect, and he is also the only monk in the fourth level of psychic realm in the Liang Kingdom. His cultivation is unfathomable. The Haoran sect can firmly rank first among the seven sects. He is proud of the others, and this old man with the fourth level of supernatural power is
They have a great relationship with ancestors.
With Xia Chen's current level of cultivation, although he could defeat Han Dongyu and be on an equal footing with a third-level magical cultivator, he might still be unable to meet a fourth-level magical cultivator. After all, the difference in realm is too great and cannot be overcome in a short time.
However, after already seeing the big figures and big scenes in the Yan-Zhao Alliance, Xia Chen didn't take it seriously, even if he was a fourth-level magical monk.
When he was in the second round of selection, dozens of fourth-level aristocratic families with fourth-level magical powers spoke for him. Compared to this, the Haoran Sect was nothing.
Xia Chen sneered: "Kill my disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect? Xue Lingshan, you are so bold! If you come here, I may still have some scruples. Even a single thought of Lao Shizi dares to shout in front of me? That's fine.
, let you see how I take away your Haoran sect’s most precious sky-shielding shield, and brutally kill your Haoran sect’s second-level magical monk.”
The innate fire in his palm burst out violently, instantly engulfing the sky-shielding cover, and using extremely domineering methods, he began to forcibly erase the marks planted by Xue Lingshan on it.
At the same time, Xia Chen raised his hand to kill, and a dazzling thunderbolt as thick as a water tank fell silently from the sky, hitting Yunzhen who was still struggling in the thunder net.
"Ah..." Yunzhen screamed wildly, his face turned pale, and a look of extreme fear appeared in his eyes. Then every inch of his body turned black, and disappeared in an instant. After leaving the last afterimage in the sky, he disappeared from the world.
.…,
When Wu Ying saw him making every move, he killed Zhao Luofeng and Yun Zhen. This kind of power was simply unbelievable. He was already scared out of his wits and shouted in horror: "Ancestor, save me, save me!"
Xue Lingshan's face showed an expression of extreme anger, but his eyes showed extreme helplessness. He was not coming here in person, but just a spiritual thought. There was nothing he could do against the powerful Xia Chen.
With a cry, the pure white innate fire burned brightly in his mind, which was exactly what Xia Chen did when he erased the mark of the sky-shielding shield.
"Xia Chen, you little beast, if this old man Qiu makes a note, one day he will pay you back a hundred times!" In the light of the fire, Xue Lingshan's shadow became more ethereal, and only a voice of hatred could be heard.
He really hated Xia Chen. As the strongest monk in Daliang and the ancestor of the Haoran sect, the traces of the treasure were wiped out by an ant-like junior in front of him. His disciples were even ruthlessly killed, but he was helpless and felt as if thousands of needles were gathering in his heart.
prick.
"You still want to take revenge? That's just a dream!"
Xia Chen's palm shook, and the innate fire burned even more vigorously, and he sneered, "Let me tell you, Xue Lingshan, I have now broken through the realm of supernatural powers, won three first places in the alliance selection, have qualified, and am an official member of the alliance.
You are valued by many elders of the alliance. If you dare to attack our Zhengxuan sect, you are despising my majesty as a disciple of the alliance. I can report to the alliance at any time and destroy your Haoran sect with ease!"
"What?" Xue Lingshan was shocked and lost his voice, "Have you entered the alliance?"
"Of course!" Xia Chen said proudly, "And I have made such a big name in Jin'an City. Countless second-level, third-level, and fourth-level aristocratic families have come forward for me. No matter which fourth-level aristocratic family, they are better than your Haoran sect."
Powerful? Jin'an City Lord Quanzhenxing
He is my elder who is very affectionate to me. With so many forces standing behind me, how dare you, a bad old man from the Haoran sect, dare to talk about revenge against me, the Zhengxuan sect? I won’t kill you from the Haoran sect.
, you are already lucky."
Most of what he said was true, but a small part was to raise the tiger's skin as a banner. He also deliberately avoided Mr. Zuo, an unprecedented enemy, and did not say anything. Anyway, Xue Lingshan would not know about it for the time being.
As long as the ancestor of the Haoran Sect can be feared and dare not take action in a short period of time, then he will have time to practice hard. If he breaks through the second level of magical power and uses his terrifying power, he will no longer have to be afraid of the Haoran Sect.
What's up.
Xue Lingshan's face was gloomy and uncertain, and it looked particularly strange in the firelight. After all, he was an ancestor of the sect and had a deep scheming mind. Although what Xia Chen said made him quite afraid, he did not completely believe it.
"So what if what you say is true? Even if you enter the alliance, you are only the lowest disciple. Those people who value you only value your potential. Without real power, you are still an ant. We, the Haoran Sect, have suffered like this.
Shame, we must not let it go like this. I am currently practicing a peerless magical skill, and when I come out of seclusion, your Zhengxuan sect will be destroyed."
After Xue Lingshan finished speaking, the incarnation of spiritual thought suddenly broke apart on its own, turning into star clusters and dissipating.
He is a fourth-level magical monk and an ancestor of the sect. Naturally, he will not let a junior refine it. Even an insignificant spiritual thought must collapse on its own. This is a matter of dignity.
Xia Chen did not speak, his eyes flashed with cold light, his fingers suddenly trembled, and five blazing thunderbolts suddenly flashed away, disappearing into the void as Xue Lingshan's spiritual thoughts collapsed.
These five thunderbolts were originally prepared to deal with Xue Lingshan's attack. Although they were not used, Xia Chen did not want to waste them.
Boom!
In a secret room of a cave somewhere far away from the Zhengxuan Sect, Xue Lingshan's true form had just opened his eyes when five thunderbolts appeared out of thin air and struck him hard...,
The green smoke suddenly billowed from the ground. The majestic ancestor of the Haoran sect, his face was charred and black, as if he had turned into a charcoal seller. He was cutting firewood and burning charcoal in the Nanshan Mountain. His face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black...
After a while, Xue Lingshan's furious roar rang out in the secret room: "Little beast, I'm going to cut you into pieces!!"
As the innate fire slowly extinguished, the sky-shielding shield also became completely quiet. This treasure has been completely erased from the original owner's spiritual imprint, becoming an ownerless magic weapon.
Xia Chen stuffed the sky-shielding shield into the storage space. He hadn't figured out the purpose of this magic weapon yet, but it seemed to be related to the forbidden formation, and in terms of grade, it seemed to be higher than Han Dongyu's Blood Lotus Demonic Flower.
You can study it carefully.
"Ah...ah, ah!"
In the distance, Zi Ling Taoist's shrill roar continued, but it no longer sounded like a human voice at all, but like the pitiful howl of some kind of beast being tortured.
Not only the voice, but even the body could not be seen to be human at the moment. It was completely a bloody monster. Every moment, under the pressure of the mountain-like restriction, pieces of flesh and blood kept flying out.
Taoist Zi Ling could no longer speak at all and could only scream with blood spurting from his throat.
When Wu Ying saw this scene, she laughed desperately, knowing that there would be no luck today. Unexpectedly, the Haoran sect came with great fanfare and was about to destroy the Zhengxuan sect, but Xia Chen destroyed them all by himself.
This is really an unpredictable situation.
Determination flashed in her eyes: "Xia Chen, you killed twelve of my Haoran sect's magical disciples, and also killed three of my senior brothers. This hatred is irreconcilable. Even if I die, I will drag you along with me to fight for them."
Revenge."
As she spoke, she ignored the lightning net hitting her body and leaving bruises all over her body. Instead, her whole body surged with blazing innate fire, and she swooped towards Xia Chen crazily.
"Want to self-destruct?" Xia Chen glanced at her indifferently, "Don't care whether your self-destruction can kill me? Even if you want to self-destruct, it requires great perseverance and determination. You are not qualified enough."
He raised his hand and pointed, and the Origin Heart Restriction instantly formed countless rays of sword light, stabbing towards Wu Ying head and face.
The sword light was extremely sharp. Although it was not a sky-shattering edge, it also pushed the metal-type edge to the extreme. It fell on Wu Ying like raindrops, immediately extinguishing the innate fire, and then penetrated her body.
Wu Ying screamed and tried her best to use her spiritual thoughts to explode herself, but the fire never condensed enough to explode. In the blink of an eye, the sword light shot her into a sieve.
Finally, with an unwilling scream, Wu Ying fell from the sky, her eyes completely dimmed, and her last vitality disappeared. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly vote, your