"Hmph, when I get promoted to a certain level, I will kill the entire Long family after I go back!" Zhou Jun's face was cold, and his heart was already full of murderous intent. These people were planning to plot.
If it is not completely killed, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"kill!"
He roared sharply, and the clouds appeared in his hand. The green light was strong. He slashed Huashan with one move, and the sword-breaking style was vertical and horizontal. This force slashed Huashan with great force, and it was thunderous. With one move, all the energy was shaken open.
Go, where the blade walked past, a vacuum appeared. The sword-breaking style was transformed into tens of millions, like a flying flower in March, and she was excited toward the five people around.
“So strong!”
The first person who was a little arrogant just now changed his face at this moment. He quickly retreated, but he still did not avoid Zhou Jun's long-planned attack. His shoulder was cut off by the Liuyun Blade, sprinkling a piece of passion.
"Ah! You cut off my arm!" This figure, who had a level of spiritual transformation, had a face like dust, and his arms were cut off. I am afraid that he would not be able to clear the pain and humiliation he had to endure in his life.
So he cried there, rolling on the rotting leaves with some smell, and there was no way he could be a master in the realm of spiritual transformation.
Zhou Jun would not take action, but once he made a move, he would be shocked and would not give up until he achieved his goal. He just used a large-scale indiscriminate attack to temporarily trap the five people, and the move to slash Huashan was to slash Huashan.
The person closest to him was killed.
However, a little different from what he expected was that the first level of the Spirit Transformation Character was quite powerful. He took a step back at a critical moment and left his Liuyun Sword killing range, leaving only one shoulder.
"Long Ao has lost his combat power, let's attack and kill together!"
The old man who was called the White-headed Immortal Man's eyes flashed. From the moment Zhou Jun took action to cut off one of Long Ao's arm just now, it seemed that Zhou Jun, who was only at the ninth level of martial arts, was really his life.
Meet a strong enemy.
A person who integrates the method of murder into every move, no matter how low the realm of such a person is, he is also a very terrible opponent.
The white-headed immortal man took the lead, and a long spear pierced the void and fell from the sky towards Zhou Jun. Zhou Jun felt the change in the vitality of the space. He looked up and saw a dazzling spear tip piercing towards his head.
"Colorful Spirit Strings, Promotion!"
He ignored the spears that were about to pierce down on his head and the figures that were coming from four sieges. Zhou Junang Tian let out a long roar, and with his roar, a crisp sound, the colorful spiritual strings floating in his dantian were shattered.
The surging spiritual energy gushed out, sweeping across the woods. The dead branches and leaves on the ground were swept by the spiritual energy, turning into snow all over the sky. The entire space was covered, and the spear that fell was surrounded by the leaves, losing everything.
The force hit the ground with a depressed force. The four figures around him were forced by the dead leaves and could not move forward at all.
In Zhou Jun's dantian, the colorful spiritual strings that were broken into anger were formed again. This time, they were not bars or forked. Instead, they formed a heart-shaped fist-sized thing, much like the heart at the position of his chest.
However, this is not the heart, but another change in the colorful spiritual string.
A tentacle appeared on the heart-shaped colorful spiritual string, which was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. A meridian was communicated, and the vast spiritual energy was constantly pouring out from the colorful spiritual string. The power inside the meridians became more and more powerful.
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Now Zhou Jun could feel a great force rising from his body, from his meridians, muscles, and from his internal organs. He could stomp a piece of earth with one foot and hit a mountain with one punch.
Giant power, huge power, and one force breaks all methods. The ultimate goal of martial arts practitioners to practice is also to practice power. No matter what appearance, power, or state of martial arts practice, their essence is the same.
Now, Zhou Jun seems to feel that he has come to a broad road and his future is bright.
"kill!"
It was not Zhou Jun who burst out with the sound of killing, but five people in the forest with combat power. Under the leadership of the Baitou Immortal, the sixth-level character of the Spirit Transformation, they finally saw the changes in Zhou Jun's body.
That powerful smell made them all feel a little scared.
"court death!"
Zhou Jun shouted violently, but he did not take action. Instead, he looked at the five figures who were purging over with a smile. In the unaware sky, dark clouds were covered with dark clouds, and a lightning bolt turned into a dragon and snake, piercing directly into
Arrived in the deep valley of orchids.
Outside the dark valley, Ling Xue, who was sitting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes. She opened her mouth wide and looked at the dark clouds above her head. Seeing the bright lightning, a storm wave emerged deep in her heart.
"Who is it that he has been promoted in the Youlan Valley. And seeing this disaster is so great and the momentum is amazing. Could it be that the master at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm is rushing to the realm of concentration?"
Ling Xue suddenly shook her head. She was a strong man at the peak of spiritual transformation. She had also seen the heavenly tribulation caused by her sister Ice Spirit's impact on the realm of concentration. At that time, the heavenly tribulation of Ice Spirit was far inferior to what she saw now, and even one tenth of them.
None.
"It is impossible for a master from the Supreme plane to appear in the Youlan Deep Valley. What's going on?"
With a hint of confusion, Ling Xue slowly stood up. She wanted to see clearly what was going on in the valley, but there was no place except for dazzling lightning, and there was no such thing as darkness.
The rays of lightning shine on the eternal night. The thousand-year darkness shrouded in the bottom of the orchid's deep valley finally became clear under this lightning. Zhou Jun saw the big tree thick with his arms, the rotten dead leaves on the branches, and the flying ones.
Five figures rushing over.
The five figures were covered by lightning and lightning. They looked up in horror and saw Zhou Jun dancing lightly among the lightning. He seemed to be the god of thunder and lightning from ancient myths and legends, walking on the earth on earth.
"How is this possible? He was obviously a person who caused disasters, how could he escape the killing of lightning?" A person with the first level of spirit transformation shouted out unwillingly, and then his figure turned into ashes in the lightning.
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This question is also a question that everyone present wants to know, including Zhou Jun himself.
Zhou Jun had long known that every promotion in the great realm would cause a huge disaster. This is because the energy of heaven and earth is limited, and the Dao does not want strong people to appear in the human world. Therefore, when the strong are promoted, the Dao of Heaven will come to disaster.
They are powerful figures. The more fierce the heavenly tribulation they are when they are promoted to the realm. For tens of thousands of years, I don’t know how many amazing figures have cultivated to a certain realm, and then been jealous of the heavenly way and died.
In that unpredictable anger.
Zhou Jun was promoted from the ninth level of martial arts to the first level of spiritual transformation. He did not expect that the movement of this heavenly tribulation would be so violent. Snake-shaped lightning landed in crackling, igniting all the big trees within several feet of the surrounding area.
A powerful man at the first level of the spirit transformed into a stream of ashes without stopping the roar of lightning.
Zhou Jun didn't understand why this huge heavenly tribulation did not attack him during the disaster. He had no magic weapon on him that could avoid the heavenly tribulation, nor had anyone ever heard of this.
Zhou Jun was a little confused at the previous moment, but his mind was so firm that after he suddenly realized, the cold clouds and light in his hand were as if it was a cold moon wheel in the sky.
The moon sets and thunder falls. As the terrifying geese appears, another master of the first level of spiritual transformation is harvested by the Liuyun Sword.
"This person is invincible, let's go!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the first idea of the white-headed immortal man was to escape from here and the farther he fled, the better. He killed and robbed people in his life, did not do good or bad things, and never regretted it.
However, this time, the white-headed immortal man regretted it. He wanted to leave here, but his mind moved, but his body did not move with it, because the lightning seemed like a big net, gathering them all together.
Thunder and lightning are fishing nets, and the white-headed fairy man are fish struggling in the nets. Zhou Jun is also a fish, but he is a big shark that can enter and exit the fishing net at will.
A cloud flashed in his hand and penetrated into a person's chest. The blood dyed the cold blade red, and it looked a little hideous under the dazzling light of lightning.
Zhou Jun's eyes were cold and his heart was cold, so the Liuyun Knife in his hand was extremely cold. A person with the first level of spiritual transformation died, and another person with the first level of spiritual transformation died. In a blink of an eye, only the fishing net was left.
Baitou Xianweng and Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun looked at the white-headed immortal man, just like the white-headed immortal man looked at him not long ago, with a slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest slightest destruction of human conscience.
"At dying, what else do you have to say?"
Zhou Jun's voice was faint, but in the ears of the white-headed immortal, it was like the bell of life lost in the Nine Nether Hell. He trembled all over and looked at the person within a distance in front of him.
No, maybe at this moment, Zhou Jun is no longer alone to him, but a devil.
"Who are you? How could you have such terrible abilities? Did I see another innate transcendent?!" The white-headed immortal was a little lost, or his soul had been harvested.
"The innate transcendence?"
Zhou Jun frowned slightly. This word is not unfamiliar with it. Many people say that he is a congenital transcendent, but no one told him what a congenital transcendent is and what kind of abilities he has.
He knew that he was an earthling in his previous life. After sleeping, he traveled to the wild continent. When he heard the three words "innate transcendent", he naturally remembered his identity as a time traveler.
However, he denied this idea again. If the innate transcendent is just a time traveler and has no superpowers, then why did those people's attitude towards him be full of hope after knowing that he is a innate transcendent.