A magnificent hall stands quietly among the continuous mountains. Under the night, it looks like a monster born from ancient times, mysterious, powerful and proud!
Suddenly, a figure in a purple robe stepped out of it. His figure seemed slow and fast, and he moved in an understatement, which caused throbbing everywhere. A trace of lightning escaped the sky, instantly covering all the radius of hundreds of feet.
The figure raised his head. Under the hazy moonlight, you can vaguely see the man's nose bridge is high, his lips are as thin as a knife, his face is long, and his light jade light is shining.
A cold smile rose from the corner of his mouth. He raised his right hand slightly, and his slender index finger pointed to the void: "That one who is in danger of disaster will eventually be destroyed!"
boom!
The sound fell, and a beam of electric light exploded from its fingertips, crackling!
In response to the sound, a trace of wandering light suddenly became extremely thick, each one was like a python, hundreds of electric pythons swam wildly, rendering the night sky with a golden color, and endless violent aura ran wildly.
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, countless electric pythons rushed into the hall behind them, as if millions of tons of explosives exploded. The hall was blown open by a strong airflow, and rushed toward all directions with a loud roar.
This person's figure still stood proudly like a demon god. The rioting palace stones could not reach him at all. They were shaken into pieces after dozens of feet apart.
Behind him was a scene of the sky falling and the earth breaking, but he was as motionless as a mountain, extremely moving and quiet as he formed a strange and harmonious picture under the moonlight!
After a while, when everything was calm, a tide of congratulations sounded: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Ji for Jie Yuan Dacheng! You will be the first to win the Great Success List as soon as possible!"
Amid the congratulations, several disciples dressed in the Jianzhuang Village costumes knelt half-kneeling, staring at the figure in the air with fanatic eyes. This senior brother "Ji Wudao" is a third-class sword tomb talent, and is only twenty-eight years old. He has already achieved cultivation in the Lingxuan Realm and has long been the next owner of the manor.
Although he is inferior to another legendary genius in the village, "Sword Ten Kill", but many people are spreading it, it is just because Jian Mie has practiced for ten years more than him.
If they were of the same age, I am afraid that Ji Wudao would have become a powerful person in the Mystery Realm long ago!
"Um."
Ji Wudao nodded coldly and glanced at the disciples below: "After more than a year, it will be the final time for the Great Success List! At that time, I, Ji Wudao, will be on the list!"
The crazy self-confidence did not arouse the disgust of the people below, but instead made them shout more fanatically.
"What new news is there for my disciples in Jianzhuang during my retreat?"
Unlike the person who is obsessed with swordsmanship and only practices in his eyes, Ji Wudao is more interested in affairs in the village. Therefore, this year's owner also specially cultivated his abilities in this area.
"Report to senior brother, during the twenty-three days of your retreat, the aura of my disciples in Jianzhuang disappeared again!" Someone reported.
"Well, there are many crises in this battlefield of the wasteland, and it is normal to have some casualties. This is like the way to raise a Gu. Only those who live to the end are the talents that I really need in the Jianzhuang Village."
Ji Wudao said indifferently. When he saw that the people below were a little reluctant to speak, he couldn't help but frown: "What else?"
"Senior brother, the breath of sword destruction disappeared three days ago! Then, Feng Hongyi also disappeared in the same place!" When he was stared at, the disciple replied with a tough bullet.
"Um!?"
Ji Wudao's eyes moved, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in his eyes. The disciple who was reporting seemed to be struck by lightning, his body trembled, and he took a step back in horror.
"Jian Mie should be still in Moyun City at this moment. It is impossible for a king-level blood monster to appear there. That is the warrior's hand!"
Ji Wudao's cheeks twitched, and the elder always supported him, so he had to worry about Jian Mi's death: "Feng Hongyi should have gone to seek justice before she was poisoned. It seems that this person has a lot of evil thoughts about me burying Jian Village."
His last sentence was sinister, his voice echoed in the night sky, and everyone felt his skin numb. Although some of them became powerful people in the Lingxuan Realm, they were still far behind Ji Wudao.
Ji Wudao has a very deep understanding of "Jieyuan". In terms of ranking alone, he is now ranked tenth on the Chinese New Year list!
"Jueshan!" Ji Wudao suddenly shouted.
"Young brother is here!" A magnificent middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and bowed to respond.
"You choose three people and go to the Moyun City with you to see who dares to be rude to me in Jianjian Village."
Ji Wudao's expression returned to calmness and said lightly: "Don't kill him, bring him to me and see if he has one more courage than others."
"Ming Jueshan" twisted his lips, and the scar on his right eye hopped violently, and he said with a grim voice: "Yes, senior brother, I will cut his stomach first. If I have extra courage, I will cut it for him, so that he can't be brave enough to provoke people."
Ji Wudao nodded with satisfaction. Even if the ranking of this Miao Jueshan is as high as "fifty-eight", and doing this little thing is to kill chickens and use a slaughter knife.
"Go."
Waving his hand, Ji Wudao looked at the bright moon in the air, and a trace of contemplation flashed between his eyebrows: Senior Brother Jian Shikong and the genius of the Chikui clan were joining the Chikui clan to chase and kill the "Qingli". It has been more than half a month now, I wonder if it has been successful?
Thinking quietly for a while, he smiled coldly, with a look of killing in his eyes: "Jiange? The good days you have been arrogant in the southern seas for many years are also the time to end-"
"From now, we will be the world of our burial sword village!"
...
After going deep into the battlefield of the deserted prison for hundreds of thousands of kilometers, a huge city stands here, with a diameter of more than a hundred miles. If you look down from a high altitude, you can see a mountain range entrenched like a giant dragon, and it is extremely majestic.
In principle, this city is only allowed to enter by those with the cultivation level of the Lingxuan Realm and below. If someone violates the rules, it will immediately cause an attack from the primary Tiangong Bridge in the city.
That level of strength, even the powerful people in the Mystery Realm have to retreat!
On that day, a mysterious figure appeared on a hill dozens of miles away from the city. The breeze blew, causing the sound of rushing around him to make a sound of rushing.
"Well, I finally arrived!"
There is no doubt that this person is Luo Chen.
Along the way, he was walking honestly. Although he was moving a little slower, he gained a lot. More than 10,000 points were added to the soul point alone!
In addition, there were several eye-opening adventure groups who wanted to get a bargain, but were expelled by Luo Chen with a wave of his hand and confiscated all the treasures on them.
After counting, the number of spiritual liquids that Luo Chen carried with him had exceeded 20,000, and the number of soul points successfully reached 60,000!
"Old man, Yaoguang City is coming soon, you should tell me the secret of the sword skeleton, right?" Luo Chen vaguely guessed that there seemed to be so-called "sword skeleton" in this Yaoguang City, and his own sword sport has an inseparable relationship with it.