When Li Xuan came to the psychic ceremony, he wanted to kill the Black Dragon King in a fair and just way.
In this case, there is no need to keep a low profile.
No matter it's the Black Dragon King or anyone else, as long as they stand in the way, they will be beaten to death.
Li Xuan raised his hand and patted it down.
A huge force gathered in the air, turned into a huge palm, and slammed the yellow-robed monk's head down.
The yellow-robed monk suddenly changed his color and said in horror: "You... what are you going to do?"
"What am I going to do? Of course I'm going to beat you to death!" Li Xuan said, slamming down his palm.
"Teacher, save me!" The yellow-robed monk felt the terrifying power crash down, and his bones made a cracking sound, and he couldn't help but cry out in despair.
There was a luxurious tent in the distance, and a roar suddenly broke out: "Who dares to hurt my disciple?"
"Shut your stinky mouth, or I'll beat you to death too!" Li Xuan responded.
At the same time, with a huge force, there was a "bang" sound, and the entire body of the yellow-robed monk was smashed into pieces and smashed into the ground, leaving a big crater.
There was silence all around.
The mages had never seen such terrifying power before, and all of them turned pale and couldn't bear to look directly at it.
The blond woman's legs were so frightened that she fell to the ground, feces and urine flowing out, and she screamed in horror: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
"Get out!" Li Xuan shouted coldly.
The blonde woman rolled and crawled away.
Li Xuan looked at the tent in the distance again and said coldly: "Your disciple is too rude, I will teach you a lesson. If you are not convinced, you can come to me at any time."
There was no sound at all in that tent.
Li Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said to the stunned young man: "Happy transaction, goodbye."
Then he picked up Lisa and walked away.
Back at the tent, Ulm and Suborazon stood at the door, looking at Li Xuan with a strange look on his face.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Xuan asked calmly.
Ulm smiled bitterly and said: "Don't you know? The person you just killed was..."
"He's Enjia Sa's apprentice, what's wrong?" Li Xuan interrupted Ulm.
Ulm was speechless.
Subola Zong showed a happy expression. Enjia Sa had always been as famous as him, and now that he had become Li Xuan's prisoner, he didn't mind seeing Enjia Sa suffer some losses.
"If you let the word out, just say that I want to challenge the Black Dragon King." Li Xuan said, "Now that we are here, there is no need to keep a low profile."
Ulm's face turned pale. He knew that once the news spread, there would be no turning back.
Li Xuan returned to the tent, took out the Sand of Time from his ring, and held it in his palm, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
This stone looks ordinary, but it is one of the few strange stones in the universe that has the attribute of "time".
Li Xuan's Sumeru mustard seed ring is already a space magic weapon. If it is tempered with the sands of time, the attribute of "time" can be added to the original space.
The original ring can only store inanimate objects. If the attribute of "time" is added, even living objects can be placed in it. Li Xuan can even plant medicinal materials in the ring space and use the properties of the Sand of Time to
Speed up and get old medicine quickly!
However, in order to temper the sand of time into the ring, it must be smelted with alien fire.
"After finishing the affairs here in South Tai Kingdom, we will go to Siberia." Li Xuan took out the stone that Chen Dongjin presented to Ulm.
This stone, like the meteorite iron obtained from the martial arts conference, has the aura of the Nine Nether Demonic Flames. What is certain is that the place where the stone was found is very close to the Nine Nether Demonic Flames.
This is also the reason why Li Xuan wanted to keep Chen Dong. He needed Chen Dong as a guide to return to Siberia.
After obtaining the Nine Nether Demon Flame, he can smelt the Sumeru Mustard Seed Ring and the Sand of Time, and then Li Xuan can obtain a portable small world.
This is a treasure that I never had in my previous life as Daluo Jinxian!
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While Li Xuan was pondering over the Sands of Time in his tent, in a tent far away, the Great Lama of the West Sea, Enjiasa, was furious.
"Asshole, this bastard, he actually dares to kill my disciple!"
In the tent, seven or eight other yellow-robed monks were too frightened to come out.
Their junior brother was killed in public, but the teacher just yelled from a distance and was frightened by the other party.
This is something that would never happen in the West Sea.
Enjiasa is a god-like existence in the West Sea. Countless believers can walk a thousand kilometers of mountain roads in order to see him.
And Enjiasa's strength is also the undisputed number one in the West Sea. He is known as the thunder in his left hand and the thunderbolt in his right hand, and he can control the invincible thunder.
Precisely because he has reached his peak in the West Sea, Enjiasa decided to expand his influence to the entire Asia this time. He wants to challenge the Black Dragon King and sit on the throne of the chairman of the Asian Mage Association!
But he never expected that when he came to the psychic ceremony with great ambitions, Enjiasa suffered a huge blow before meeting the Black Dragon King.
His disciple was beaten to death, but he did not dare to say a word.
Enjiasa is so angry.
But he had no choice. Just for a moment, the terrifying pressure came from afar, suppressing all his breath and making him unable to move.
This feeling of shock has never happened since Enjiasa became the great lama.
"Who is that guy? Is he the mysterious head-lowering master?" After Enjia Sa roared for a while, he finally calmed down and asked the disciple next to him.
A disciple said: "Teacher, I have just inquired about it. It is not the mysterious Jiantou Master, but a Chinese. But he..."
"how is he?"
"He came with Subra Zong and Ulm, and lived in the same tent."
"What? Subora Sect!" Enjiasa was shocked.
Ulm is just an ordinary archmage, and is not taken seriously by Enjia Sa. But the Subora Sect is absolutely different. It is a competitor as famous as him, and it is said that this time it will also challenge the Black Dragon King.
"Could it be that the Subora Sect was causing trouble?" Enjiasa felt that he had found the answer, "No wonder that boy dared to kill my apprentice in public!"
The disciples said angrily: "Teacher, the Subrah sect, relying on its many believers in South India, often disrespects you. This time he left South India and lost the support of his followers, so why not take this opportunity..."
Enjiasa sneered and said: "Don't worry, I have my own way to deal with him. Let him be proud for a while. When the time comes, I will avenge all the old and new grudges together!"
In the next two days, more and more mages came to the valley.
On the third day, big news finally came.
The Black Dragon King is coming.
The Black Dragon King, the chairman of the Asian Mage Association and the number one descendant in South Pacific and even South Asia, came to the valley with nearly a hundred of his mage men.
With the arrival of the Black Dragon King, the seven-year psychic gathering officially begins!