Two hundred and fifty second chapter one sword spike
On the western edge of Xiaoyuzhou, in the extremely high void, a huge battleship is floating quietly.
It is thousands of feet long and seems to have been suspended in the void for a long time. Except for the deck, the entire outer hull of the ship is covered with thick ice armor.
Many huge ice edges extend down the hull like solidified waterfalls, and the hull's light, which is colder than the solid ice, shines through, emitting an extraordinarily shocking sense of oppression.
This large warship is at least the joint effort of several powerful sects to refine it. It is the crystallization of the wisdom and cultivation of many monks. It is equivalent to a flowing miniature mountain gate, which can provide all the needs of many monks. Its body is extremely thick.
, coupled with some powerful magic circles and the blessings of countless monks, the defense power is terrifying.
At the same time, it is equipped with a magic circle or magic weapon that allows many monks to work together to cast spells. Thousands of monks can cast spells at the same time and issue a single blow together, which completely transcends the concept of ordinary realms.
This kind of battleship exists precisely to reunite the power of many monks from the same sect. The more monks the battleship carries, the more amazing the power of this battleship will naturally be.
But at this time, there were only a few people standing on the deck of the huge battleship suspended on the western edge of Xiaoyuzhou.
There is a high platform near the bow of the ship, which is made from the giant teeth of some strange beast. This high platform is as white as jade, but its texture is indescribably delicate, far exceeding the finest white jade.
A young monk in a silver shirt stood facing the wind.
The cold wind that could tear the skin was like a gentle and warm spring breeze in front of him.
This young monk is at most the same age as Zhou Bufan. He has pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, and is much more handsome than Zhou Bufan. Moreover, his complexion is as white and delicate as the platform beneath him, making him appear polished and polished.
He was smiling at this time.
The smile on his face looked extremely charming.
"Zhou Bufan is a loser. He can't even handle small things well."
He said to a monk next to him who looked like a middle-aged scribe wearing a white shirt: "However, the map of the heavens and the beasts has never appeared. Could it be that the ones who got the map of the heavens and the beasts are not monks from the four continents on the edge of the east?"
"I look at the sky, and the fortune of the beasts in the sky cannot go beyond the four continents on the eastern edge." The monk who looked like a middle-aged scribe also had a gentle look on his face, and said: "Next, the wind and clouds of the four continents on the eastern edge will converge, so we should not underestimate it.
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"What a hunting ground where storms and clouds converge." The young monk in silver shirt wanted to say more, but at this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed on the deck, and a piece of white jade talisman flew out and landed in the hands of the middle-aged scribe.
The moment the middle-aged scribe reached out to catch the white jade talisman, he was instantly shocked.
"What?" The young monk in silver shirt was a little surprised.
"There is a strong man hiding in Jiuxiangqiao Market in Xiaoyuzhou, who is probably superior to the Transformation God." The middle-aged scribe couldn't help but take a deep breath and frowned slightly, "This man stood up for Wang Li and destroyed the world."
Killed a monk at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul, and that monk at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul came from the Tianyi Ancient Sect."
"Tianyi Ancient Sect?" The young monk in silver shirt was a little surprised, "Isn't that the sect that Wei Daimei belongs to?"
"That's right. This monk on the eighth level of Nascent Soul is the Ancient Sophora Master of the Tianyi Ancient Sect. He must be coveting those magic weapons. At the same time, he is afraid that Wang Li will cause trouble to the Tianyi Ancient Sect, so he probably wants to seize the treasure. By the way,
Kill Wang Li." The middle-aged scribe nodded, "But this strong man hiding in Jiuxiang Bridge stood up for Wang Li and asked Wang Li to lure him to take action. This True Lord Guhuai faced this man from Jiuxiang Bridge.
The strong man had no power to fight back and was killed in an instant. We haven't found out who this strong man in Jiuxiangqiao is now, and it will probably take some time."
"So Master is right. Even if the four fringe continents in the east where winds and clouds meet are regarded as hunting grounds, at the same time, any of the fringe continents cannot be underestimated. The closer the monk continent is to the Chaos Continent, no matter how weak it is, there may be hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
." The young monk in silver shirt showed a charming smile again, and then said: "It's a pity that Zhou Bufan was so unsatisfied that he didn't jump around for long."
"The Xuantian Sect is not simple." The middle-aged scribe looked solemn and said: "The monks of the Xuantian Sect who have been fighting in the Chaotic Continent back then were very powerful. Many of the best in the Divine Continent may not be able to defeat us.
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"The beauty in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, that's why they suffered." The young monk in silver shirt smiled and said, "Didn't you say before that Yan Yan was coming too, is there any trace of her?"
The middle-aged scribe shook his head, "Conclusive news has spread within their sect. Yan Yan herself felt that there would be a fortune in the four continents on the edge of the East, so she will definitely come."
The young monk in silver shirt became serious and said: "I really want to see Fairy Yan's face, and I'm even more looking forward to a formal duel with her."
The middle-aged scribe understood what he meant and said: "I will definitely put more effort into her. As long as she enters the four continents on the edge of the East, I will find her as soon as possible, but there is another incident recently."
"Oh?" The young monk in silver shirt raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's something interesting?"
The middle-aged scribe said: "Lu Hexuan's senior sister Pan Xiuchun has entered Xiaoyuzhou, and she seems to be heading towards Xuantian Sect."
"Lu Hexuan is okay, but his senior sister Pan Xiuchun doesn't seem to be very good." The young monk in silver shirt suddenly lost interest.
Seeing that the young monk in silver shirt was not interested, the middle-aged scribe stopped talking nonsense.
He and the young monk in the silver shirt stood quietly for a moment. There was a soft "swish" sound, and a layer of spiritual light above the deck of the giant ship rippled like water. Many strands of spiritual energy gathered into one stream and shot towards the void above.
It seems to have penetrated this world and then fallen down, falling into the very distant sky.
This huge ship's aura projection is very rhythmic, appearing every once incense.
This kind of spiritual energy projection starts from the high altitude in the cold sky, and then is projected from the outside world to the other end of the high altitude in the cold sky. Even the monks who have seen it with their own eyes find it difficult to understand what is happening.
Nearly an hour after the conversation between the two monks, a middle-aged female monk with a round face and a slightly fat body appeared outside the mountain gate of Xuantian Sect.
The white cassock on her body naturally scatters dazzling sunlight. Her face is very ordinary, but it exudes a compelling majesty.
She is exactly what the two monks said, Lu Hexuan's senior sister Pan Xiuchun.
She walked straight through the mountain pass outside the Xuantian Sect where the strong wind was howling, and after seeing clearly the direction of the solitary peak, she flew directly to the solitary peak, overlooking the solitary peak from the peak.
"What are you looking at?"
She had just taken a breath when a voice sounded from the lonely peak.
Pan Xiuchun's brows suddenly wrinkled.
She is the first true disciple accepted by the master of the Ancient Dinxia Sect. Although her talent is not as good as that of Lu Hexuan, she is far superior to most of the disciples of the Ancient Dinxia Sect. She started her career many years earlier than Lu Hexuan. Lu Hexuan was a disciple of the Ancient Dinxia Sect in his early years.
During the training, she was the one who led the training for most of the time. She could even be regarded as half of Lu Hexuan's teacher.
She has a good status in the Ancient Dinxia Sect. If Lu Hexuan achieves Taoism and becomes the next sect leader of the Ancient Dinxia Sect, then while Lu Hexuan is practicing in seclusion, she may have to temporarily take over Lu Hexuan's position as the sect leader and be the representative of the Ancient Dinxia Sect.
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Whether in the Dinxia Ancient Sect or when she was training outside, everyone looked at her with fawning awe. When would anyone dare to speak out to her like this?
The beautiful figure of Lu Shen appeared on the edge of the cliff of Gufeng.
She looked up at Pan Xiuchun in the sky, her face as usual, but she continued to say calmly and coldly: "Who are you?"
"Are you Lu Shenliang, Wang Li's senior sister?" Pan Xiuchun frowned and relaxed slightly. She lowered her head slightly and said coldly: "I am Lu Hexuan's senior sister, Pan Xiuchun."
She thought that the other party would be panicked when they heard her identity. However, what she didn't expect was that Lu Shenliang's expression did not change at all, and she just asked: "Then what are you looking at?"
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Pan Xiuchun asked coldly.
Lu Shenliang looked at her strangely: "Why should I be afraid of a middle-aged round-faced aunt?"
"You dare to provoke me?" Pan Xiuchun was not angry because of this, she just felt that this man was already looking for death.
"If an uninvited guest comes to my Xuantian Sect's mountain gate, even if he takes action and is killed by me, as far as Dao Li is concerned, it is you entering the mountain gate to provoke me, not me provoking you." Lu Shenliang answered in a straight and clear manner.
Pan Xiuchun smiled, "Sure enough, just like the rumors, the spiritual consciousness was severely damaged. I originally just wanted to see what kind of luck this lonely peak had, but there was someone who dared to call out my junior brother. I wanted to see
I was looking to see if there were any senior masters lurking, but there didn’t seem to be. I originally just wanted to take a look, but now you remind me that if I just came to take a look, a monk with an abnormal mind attacked me,
I counterattacked and killed the monk, so naturally it does not violate Taoism."
"I have two questions." Lu Shenliang's expression remained unchanged, she raised her head slightly and said.
"What's the problem?" Pan Xiuchun said calmly.
"One question is, for an eternally powerful sect like the Ancient Dinxia Sect, and you are the true disciple of the leader of the Ancient Dinxia Sect, why are you able to practice so slowly at such a young age? Why are you still only at the eighth level of the Golden Core?
What is your cultivation level?" Lu Shenliang looked at her and asked seriously: "There is also a second question. You are only at the eighth level of Jindan. Who gave you the confidence to be here?
Dare you say such a thing?"
"You're done." Pan Xiuchun's face darkened, "Although you have mental problems, I have really decided to kill you now."
Lu Shenliang's expression remained unchanged, but she looked at her seriously and said: "You haven't answered the two questions I just asked. Why can you practice so slowly? Who else gave you confidence?"
Pan Xiuchun narrowed his eyes.
There was murderous intent in her eyes.
She originally only came to Xuantian Sect to confirm whether there was a peerless hidden master, then she wanted to find out about the two thunder disasters that happened to Xinghe Sect and Yunji Dongtian, and then she was going to take away Wei Daimei.
In her original plan, there was no part in killing Lu Shenliang.
But now, she really changed her mind.
She thought it would be really good to kill Wang Li's senior sister and let Wang Li experience the feeling of losing a loved one.
"Isn't it very slow for me to cultivate to the late eighth level of the Golden Core at my age?" She looked at Lu Shenliang and said: "As for who gave me the confidence, it was the confidence that I gave myself."
After saying this, colorful rays of light bloomed outside her body.
She took action against Lu Shenliang.
Whoosh!
The moment she took action, a terrifying energy burst out that pierced the heavens and the earth. This energy erupted from the solitary peak, causing her to stop breathing for an instant and causing her hair to explode all over her body.
"How is that possible!"
She had just evolved a powerful spell, and as soon as a piece of power that seemed to be able to smash the entire solitary mountain into pieces began to fall, a sword light that made her soul seem to turn to ashes in an instant was pierced.
This sword light carries Yin thunder, its power is terrifying to the extreme, and it is also concentrated to the extreme.
This sword light directly penetrated her evolved power, and at the moment she could not make any other reaction, it pierced her body directly.
puff!
Her body was thrown upward at the top of the sword light.
To this sword light, her body was like a fly being held up by a giant pillar.
In the next moment, her body turned into ashes.
Only one golden elixir was left before the sword light.
Lu Hexuan's senior sister, an eighth-level golden elixir monk who was somewhat famous in the entire Shangxian Continent, was directly killed by Lu Shenliang's sword! Only one golden elixir was left!