Even small characters like Wu Chunqing are now cultivating in the middle stage of Jindan? No wonder Tianxin Academy is defeated so quickly!
"Wu Chunqing, why are you kid?" After a moment of surprise, Jiajun smiled as if she was smiling, staring at Wu Chunqing and raised her eyebrows.
The young man was slightly stunned, as if the impression of the ancestor back then had some effect on him, but soon, he let out a cold sniffle and pointed at Jiajun with his head raised: "Ancestor Junming, even if you are you today, you can't stop my Soul Gathering Valley."
"Oh? You are so rampant. If you don't say anything else, aren't you afraid that other sects will join forces to suppress the enemy? Tiandi Pavilion, Luoxue Sect's thousand-year foundation, and the cultivation sects of all sizes of the Xiling Mountains, if they are all united, you are not the one who can despise them at will?" Jiajun ignored his provocation, but instead turned his attention to the leading Yuanying powerhouse.
"You!" A vicious aura appeared suddenly, and Wu Chunqing clearly realized Jiajun's disdain for him. Although he was hiding behind the powerful Nascent Soul, his eyes were still chilling with Cheche, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Jiajun tightly.
"Hahahaha... It's such a big joke. Ancestor Junming, Ancestor Junming, you are so ignorant? Are you all dead and blind? You still don't know that Tiandi Pavilion and Luoxue Gate have long been removed from the Haitian Realm! Do you still hope that they will come to rescue?! It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! Hahahaha..."
"What? Luoxue Sect has already..." Jiajun's heart trembled, and a violent murderous intent suddenly surged into his heart.
If this is true, then Meng Yunzi...
"Are you finally angry? If you were planning to beg for mercy, you would be gentle to you. Now it seems that this is the only way." The cold and arrogant man held the sword.
"No matter what, you come here, don't even think about going back!" Jiajun's heart was shaking. No matter what this person said, he would not delay for a moment at this time, and he wanted to rush to Luoxue Gate immediately.
"Hmph! The sky is flat and the earth is broken, and ten thousand swords return to the original world!" Before Jiajun could move, the man in black took the lead. He hugged ten in his hands, and a strong aura roared in front of him. Wherever the breath passed, it gave people a feeling of extreme coldness.
This cold and arrogant man is indeed in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and the dark aura accounts for the majority of his aura.
No! You can't be confused by the words of a few small characters! Jiajun's expression moved and he took a slow breath. It's not that he was unstable. It doesn't matter if he had someone else. How could Jiajun not be moved by Meng Yunzi's safety?
It is better to use the tricks of this world. If you use divine power, it will be more than worth the effort to attract the attack of the original law! He must have thought that he would accept the knowledge inheritance of the first master and understand this rule.
"The Great Dream Immortal Talisman is here, and the nightmare is coming!" The spell sounded, and a radiant Great Dream Rune flashed beside Jia Jun in an instant.
"A dream? It's a dream? Hahahaha! Ancestor Junming, do you look down on me or are you old and confused? You can go with peace of mind!" Seeing Jiajun taking action, the man in black was stunned at first, then as if he was humiliated, and smiled grimly, and at the same time he pointed his fingers at Jiajun.
The cold breath suddenly condensed like a tornado. Wherever his fingers pointed, several black and fast-rotating careful airflows condensed into thick sword energy. In a short time, hundreds of such rapidly rotating sword energy flowed out in a huge momentum and attacked Jiajun.
In contrast, Jiajun's attack seemed insignificant. Just a big dream fairy talisman was floating in the air, and the light emitted was ordinary.
However, when the breath in front of him was about to approach Jiajun, the man in black suddenly moved in surprise. Then, he seemed to be planning to take a breath of cold air, but suddenly he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backwards with a "bang".
"There is no need for a traitor to exist, let me die."
Before Wu Chunqing and the people around him could react, they were stunned, but the next figure suddenly frightened him to death! Just as the man in black was knocked away, Jiajun had already appeared behind him. He pointed and pointed at Wu Chunqing.
"Ah!!!" Wu Chunqing had only had time to scream, and his whole body turned into a ball of flesh and blood.
After doing all this, Jiajun flashed and appeared next to the man in black who had not recovered even after being knocked away.
"Old, ancestor! You can't kill me, I'm..." The man spoke incoherently in horror.
"Bang!!!" Before he could finish speaking, there was another burst of soul-wrenching sound, and the man's brain was squirting. He had died at Jiajun's hands without even being able to speak his name.
No matter where you come from or what your backer is, will you still be afraid of you?
But just now, Jiajun didn't forget to do another thing, searching the soul!
With a moving mind, he stayed in the man's mind. Those incomplete pictures appeared clearly in front of him. At this moment, Jiajun was stunned...
Five peaks surround, clouds and mist cover the sun.
After half a stick of incense, Jiajun flew into this once extremely familiar place.
How long did you stay last time? Maybe it was just a few days, but those days were Jiajun's happiest and most unrestrained days on his dangerous and busy journey to cultivate immortality.
Beautiful women are here, and dead trees and leaves are also beautiful scenery.
The dead trees and leaves are still there, but where is the beauty?
The man's soul search made Jiajun understand the current situation. The only person he cared about, the person who vowed to pursue him, fulfilled her promise!
Meng Yunzi was in seclusion and practiced, vowing to ascend to the fairy world, and even when the Soul Gathering Valley swept across the fallen snow gate, she did not leave the seclusion.
Until the sect was washed away by blood and the Soul-Gao Valley rushed into her retreat, she found that the cave was already empty.
Meng Yunzi ascended?!
No one knows that Luoxue Sect has been removed from the list, and the Soul-Gao Valley naturally doesn't care about a strong man who is not in the Haitian Realm.
"Yun'er, I hope you have ascended, but I don't know which plane you have reached, and I will definitely find you..." After sighing and melancholy for a moment, Jiajun's eyes quickly became violent again, and a bloody energy surged into his heart.
Master Lingshui, all of his brothers and sisters who had gotten along well with him were killed!
I also promised Master Lingshui to find his adopted son in the future! Now, I have already left the tea and tea...
"Ice Refining, I want you to pay back your blood debt!!!"
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Thousands of miles away from Luoxue Sect, in the distant dense forest, there was a place where miasma and insects were densely packed. An ancient sect stood here. At this moment, a looming rune force was circling over the sky outside the sect.
Those who know about Soul Gathering Valley will be extremely surprised. This is exactly the way the magic power of the Soul Gathering Valley's magic array "Star Luo Doutian Formation" is fully opened!
The old demon of Ice Refining still looked the same. At this time, he was sitting on the top of the Yin Soul Tower in the Valley, frowning. On the table beside him, this black scroll was placed. There were some aura on the scroll. Four big characters were clearly printed wherever the breath passed: Old Ancestor Junming.