"Weishan, Chao Yan, what exactly do you two want to do?"
"If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for not taking ruthless behavior when I don't want to be with my classmates!"
In a corner of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons, there are formations covering the sky and the sun.
Duan Feixue is carrying the Ice Blue Snow Phoenix, and twelve Ice Blue Divine Swords hanging on his body.
The clothes are fluttering, the white skirt is waving, the ink hair is flying, the temperament is cold and gorgeous, elegant and enchanting.
In the beautiful almond eyes, there was a terrifying light that shone in the soul, with a bone-cold and awe-inspiring murderous intent.
The ice blue snow phoenix hovered above the head, and it also roared continuously, shocking all directions.
Wei Shan and Chao Yan, the quasi-sequence disciple of Wanzhu Holy Land, have a lot of changes in their expressions.
Behind him, the dragon soared into the sky, the Kunpeng flapped his wings, and there were magic weapons such as pagodas, cauldrons, and long swords floating in front of him.
The divine light lingers on his body, like an immortal who is in the mortal world, with a strong aura and a magnificent aura, but fear appears on his face.
Among the top five disciples in the Holy Land of Wanzhu, they should have been proud of Jiuxiao.
But in front of Duan Feixue who had been missing for seven years, I still felt an indescribable awe and thriller.
In the previous battle of less than a stick of incense, he was even more colorful.
If Duan Feixue hadn't shown mercy, they would have been severely injured at this moment.
"Junior Sister Duan, we have no malice, we are just simply asking you to discuss with each other!"
"Yes, Junior Sister Duan, you have disappeared for seven years. We have been thinking about you so hard. Is Junior Sister Duan so unpretentious?"
The two of them looked at the gorgeous figure ahead, and when they were so happy and marveled at their beauty, they couldn't help feeling a little powerless, and they couldn't help but carry out their past friendship and delay time.
Although they knew that Feixue was already angry, they remembered the big deal given by others and felt that it was worth it.
"Give you face? What are you?"
Seeing that they still refused to let them go, Duan Feixue had noticed something was wrong.
The Wanzhu Holy Land is martial, and it is normal to intervene among disciples.
But the two of them came with the formation and knew they were defeated, but they still refused to give up. They were probably trying to make some tricks.
"Since you are unwilling to get out of the way, then I will take your sword sacrifice!"
After saying that, Duan Feixue no longer showed mercy and pinched the mysterious skills with his hands. Twelve ice blue divine swords turned into a long rainbow and broke through the air and stabbed them at the two of them.
The sword was sharp and the murderous intent was everywhere, instantly submerged the two disciples of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons.
The two of them were shocked. They knew that Duan Feixue was determined to kill and did not dare to stay. They hurriedly removed the formation and avoided the edge!
In a blink of an eye, the two of them had turned into a rainbow and left.
"What are these two bastards doing?"
When Duan Feixue saw the two of them leaving, she did not pursue them. She recalled the Twelve Divine Winds, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was very puzzled.
Wei Shan and Chao Yan are both idiots. They know they are invincible, but they still keep stopping themselves. What is the purpose of?
Duan Feixue couldn't figure it out, but he was too lazy to think too much, so he flew towards the Bailian Tower.
"Half a month has passed, I don't know if Lu Ze has succeeded?"
On the way, Duan Feixue couldn't help but care about Lu Ze's safety.
"Damn it, it's been seven years since we two have already broken through the Ninth Level of Wanxiang, but we are still no match for Duan Feixue. Is it really that big gap between us and her?"
In the distance, Wei Shan looked at Duan Feixue's departure back, and a feeling of unwillingness suddenly emerged from his heart.
As a quasi-sequence disciple, Weishan has his own pride.
Seven years ago, he was no match for Duan Feixue, so he recognized it.
But seven years later, his cultivation level increased sharply. When he joined forces with Chao Yan, he could not stop Duan Feixue, who had a cultivation level of two levels weaker than him. How could he be willing to do so?
"She is a real genius, and her understanding of Taoism is far above us. If you want to defeat her, I am afraid that only the real Sequence disciple will take action!"
Although Chao Yan was not willing to accept it, he saw that he was more open than Weishan.
Although he and Wei Shan are both considered the sons of geniuses, they are really not a little different from monsters like Duan Feixue.
"I need a real serial disciple to take action?"
When Wei Shan heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said tremblingly:
"Brother Chao, this joke is not funny. How could Duan Feixue be the opponent of those three senior brothers?"
After Wei Shan finished speaking, a deep sense of fear and fear appeared on his face.
In the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons, there are only three disciples who have truly established the order correctly.
But those three people are definitely all disciples of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons, and even their quasi-sequence disciples, who are beyond the reach of the world.
Those three people are real monsters and even more freaks that ordinary people can't understand. Fighting over level is as easy as eating and drinking water.
No matter how strong Duan Feixue is, how could he be their opponent?
"Brother Wei, have you not recognized the reality yet?"
Seeing Wei Shan looking like a stubborn duck, Chao Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I don't know how talented Duan Feixue in the holy land is much higher than that of us, and he has long been designated as a sequence disciple in the holy land!"
"Didn't you see that when she disappeared, the holy land was almost overturned? If it were you and me, the holy land would be like this..."
"Bang!"
Chao Yan was talking to Weishan when a loud noise suddenly came from a distance, interrupting his words.
A violent demon suddenly came from a distance.
Chao Yan and Wei Shan were both intimidated by this demonic power and their expressions suddenly changed.
"Fastery Martial Arts?"
The two looked at each other, and both saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.
The martial arts of creation are not unfamiliar to them.
But who is so bold that he dares to use such terrifying martial arts in the Wanzhu Holy Land?
Although the Wanzhu Holy Land does not oppose fighting, there is snow everywhere here.
Just using the earth-level martial arts is very likely to cause an avalanche.
Isn’t this trying to destroy the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons when using the Martial Arts?
"This is Lu Ze's breath? Why is Lu Ze there?"
On the other side, Duan Feixue also noticed the power of the magic, but even more noticed Lu Ze's breath.
Was this martial art used by Lu Ze?
Has he recovered?
But, why is he there?
Duan Feixue was confused and quickly turned around and rushed towards the source of the sound.
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"You are Lu Ze, the Holy Land of Xuantian? Aren't you being deposed?"
In the snow valley, the middle-aged deacon who came was slightly shocked when he heard the name of Lu Ze.
He is not unfamiliar with Lu Ze's name, because he came back with Duan Feixue.
But, wasn’t he aborted person because of his poisonous poison in the rescue of Duan Feixue?
How can you still use such a powerful martial art? Injure so many people?
Moreover, how could this guy look like a useless person?
He was full of energy and spirit, and his body was surrounded by terrifying blood energy that was comparable to the wild giant beasts. It was much stronger than most of the disciples of the Wanzhu Holy Land!
"Of course I recovered. Fortunately, I recovered quickly enough, otherwise I would be killed by these people!"
"How did you Wanzhu Holy Land do things? I saved Senior Sister Duan. Even if I am not the benefactor of Wanzhu Holy Land, I am also a guest, right?"
"Why did these people from the Xiying Sect come to assassinate me? Are I guaranteed no life at all in the Wanzhu Holy Land?"
Lu Ze explained casually, and then he did not give the middle-aged deacon a chance to think, and directly scolded him.
The sound was like thunder, shaking the snow around, and many snow-capped mountains in the distance were trembling gently.
"Nephew Lu Ze, what you are saying is that we know the Wanzhu Holy Land, but we need to investigate clearly the specific truth first!"
"During this period, you are wronged and you will live here first!"
"If our Wanzhu Holy Land is not, we will naturally give you an explanation!"
Lu Ze accused the Wanzhu Holy Land of every word, but the middle-aged deacon is also a person who has experienced many battles and is used to seeing countless skillful people.
I ignored how Lu Ze could speak eloquently. After saying a few official words, I asked someone to take Lu Ze away.
At the same time, I was thinking in my heart, how should I knock Lu Ze's mouth open and get his secret method of recovery after I went back?
Compared with Lu Ze's assassination, Lu Ze's assassination was completely insignificant.
If Lu Ze can get the secret method to restore his cultivation, his status in the Wanzhu Holy Land will also increase.
"It's okay to stay there, but I won't go to your ghost place. I know if you will be scolded!"
However, how could Lu Ze be at the mercy of others?
Seeing that someone could rush over, he flashed and avoided a few people who came to catch him.
At the same time, his powerful momentum burst out without any concealment, and the sea of blood soared into the sky, like a vast ocean, sweeping across the world.
A strong man below the ninth level of the magical power realm could not get close to him at all.
He has too many secrets hidden in him, and he doesn't want to be poached like this!
"What a strong qi and blood!"
When the middle-aged deacon saw this scene, his expression suddenly condensed.
The strength Lu Ze showed is no less than that of ordinary world powerhouses.
If you bring it back, it will probably take a lot of effort.
However, this further strengthened his determination to bring Lu Ze back.
"Boy, this is the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Prisons, not your Xuantian Holy Land. Since you are unwilling to go back with us, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
The middle-aged deacon flashed with a cold light, and an extraordinary terrifying pressure burst out from all over his body.
The blockbuster laws turned into countless powerful Dharma images, sweeping towards Lu Ze like waves!