There are five masters in the hall who are at the level of concentration, including Ye Dong, Sun Bufan, and Ding Buer, who are more or less aware of Zhou Jun, and he has never seen two older masters before.
I think it should be the head of the Long family and the lord of Qingfeng City.
Zhou Jun saw them, and these five people also saw him. Sun Bufan and Ding Buer looked at Zhou Jun with a faint mockery, and Ye Dong's eyes were a different kind of emotion.
This emotion is very complex, and it seems to be a combination of two contradictions.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Jun felt a little happy, because looking at Ye Dong's entire performance, it seemed that he had not been completely taken over by the Medicine King. If he was completely taken over by the Medicine King, according to the Medicine King's greed and hatred for him,
There will be no so many complicated emotions at this time.
"Hehe, you're finally here."
Sitting on the first seat was Feng Wudi, the lord of Qingfeng City. He was a middle-aged man with wide eyebrows and big eyes and extraordinary demeanor. He reached the level of concentration and was powerful without anger, giving people a heavy feeling.
He looked at Zhou Jun, smiled coldly, and waved his hand and asked all the people in the hall to retreat.
The entire hall suddenly became empty. Apart from these five masters in the realm of concentration, there were only Zhou Jun and Chu Dahe. Chu Dahe looked a little scared, and he didn't know that the person his master was going to deal with was actually Zhou.
hansome.
Regarding Zhou Jun, Chu Dahe still had a trace of contempt. He was a figure in the Ninth Level of Transformation of Spirits, second only to Feng Wudi in Qingfeng City, and was also an absolute strong man.
The strong all have the pride of the strong. Once they feel that the pride is trampled on and insulted, they will feel crazy hatred in their hearts. Chu Dahe has no gratitude for Zhou Jun, even though his hundred thousand
The thorny spiritual bead was actually brought for him by Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun glanced at Chu Dahe and knew that this was useless, so he ignored it.
"You guys seem to be waiting for me."
Zhou Jun looked at these people, his eyes faintly swept across their faces, and finally stopped on the face of an old man on his right hand. Among the people present, this old man had the highest realm, almost comparable to the current Bing Ling, and his strength was
Not bad.
This person is naturally the head of the Long family generation, Long Wudi.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that you, a baby, could have such a courage. He knew there was a tiger in the mountain, but today you met us, and maybe your journey would end here."
"You insulted my son and broke Long Xiaoyun's hands and feet. Xiaoyun is completely useless now. Then I want you to pay a thousand times or ten thousand times the price."
"Even, my relatives and friends around you, and your family, will torture them one by one, making them worse than death."
Long Wudi spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was invincible, like a golden mouth and jade words, and his breath was filled with the entire hall. His eyes were cold and he looked at Zhou Jun with a layer of dead dust.
Zhou Jun listened quietly to Long Wudi's words, and it was not until Long Wudi said the last word that a hint of coldness appeared on his face.
"Boy, you're still rampant!"
Youwei Taoist Ding Buer wished he could kill Zhou Jun with one sword. Seeing his current Feng Qingyun's look, he was so angry that he was so angry. However, a trace of doubt also arose in his mind.
Why is this person in the fourth level of spiritual transformation not afraid or chaotic when facing the five masters of them, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard? Could it be that this kid has enough capital, so he is fearless?!
Ordinary people, even at the peak of the Ninth Level of Spirit Transformation, will be frightened when facing the five masters in the early stage of the concentration of the mind alone. This is a kind of fear of power. Masters in the realm of the concentration of the mind have every frown and movement, with a huge power.
Do not count.
However, Zhou Jun just stood quietly and hit back at these five masters with a cold smile.
"kill!"
Scholar Jian Sun Bufan and Youwei Taoist Ding Buer could no longer bear it. They were young and energetic, not as good as the Lord of Qingfeng City and the Lord of Long family. Their bodies moved and their momentum was like a sinking river, and they rushed towards Zhou Jun.
.
The scholar's sword fell into the void and stabbed out thousands of sword flowers. Any sword flower contained an offensive like thunder and tsunami, layer by layer, gathered into waves, surrounding Zhou Jun.
The Taoist Youwei swept the whisk, and the ponytail pine silk instantly grew longer, like a nine-day Milky Way lower realm, carrying the stars as many sands as the Ganges, rushing towards Zhou Jun's chest.
Zhou Jun stood still, like a rock. He suppressed the realm, and it still looked like the fourth level of the Spirit Transformation. In fact, his realm had reached the seventh level of the Spirit Transformation. The purpose of suppressing the realm was to paralyze these people.
His body did not move, and the surrounding spiritual energy was boiling, making a gurgling sound. This was the colorful spiritual strings in his body compressed and boiled all the spiritual energy around his body, forming a territory that belonged to him around.
The boiling aura, with his soul imprint, could not be absorbed by anyone except him.
The thousands of sword flowers gathered together, and with the force of the whisk, they could collapse a piece of land and a mountain. But when they arrived a foot in front of Zhou Jun, the sword flowers collapsed, leaving only the petals flying all over the sky.
And that whisk pierced into the space one foot in front of this body, the stars fell, the Milky Way flowed eastward, and the ponytail silk was twisted into pieces, broken pieces than petals.
“What a powerful field!”
Long Wudi, who was the highest level, suddenly stood up with a hint of horror in his eyes. He finally understood why Long Xiaoyun was defeated by Zhou Jun. Such a young man could understand and use it at the fourth level of the spiritual transformation realm.
A powerful field. Even if he has been in the field for so many years, he seems to be Zhou Jun's opponent.
He browsed, and the two mountains rose up, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He glanced at the Lord of Qingfeng City, and then at Ye Dong.
"Two, this boy is extremely talented. If we kill him and refine the spiritual strings in his body, our realm will also increase rapidly. Today we must kill him here."
"Otherwise, let the tiger go back to the mountain and stay in danger."
Just as Long Wudi spoke, Zhou Jun's rock finally moved. His figure flashed, as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, directly breaking Ding Buer's defense, and hit Ding Buer's abdomen with one punch.
The moment Zhou Jun entered the hall, he felt that the fighting power of Ding Buer of the Prosperous Taoist Ding Buer was the lowest among the five people, so he chose Ding Buer for his breakthrough.
With one punch, Ding Buer's innate body protection spirit was completely shattered, and he flew backwards and broke a large pillar on the hall.
"Go together!"
The Lord of Qingfeng City and Ye Dong both saw this scene. The two of them knew Zhou Jun's power. If they fought with Zhou Jun alone, they would not be sure. Fortunately, they now have five masters of concentration and unite together, but they are not sure.
All of them can kill the supreme figures in the middle stage of Concentration.
Four figures flew over and surrounded Zhou Jun. The fist shadows were heavy, and the sword flower and cold sword were greeted at Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun was not afraid at all. He had been suppressing the realm just now. Seeing these five people finally attacking and joining forces to siege. He was not surprised or confused, and the colorful spiritual strings in his dantian burst out with brilliant light.
The fourth level of the spirit transformation, the fifth level of the spirit transformation, the sixth level of the spirit transformation, and the seventh level of the spirit transformation! With one breath, Zhou Jun's realm jumped directly to the seventh level of the late stage of the spirit transformation.
His combat power soared in a straight line, and he bombarded Ye Dong with one punch.
"How is that possible!"
Ye Dong's voice was no longer the voice of the young man with a childish face, but the sound of an old man. Zhou Jun was extremely familiar with this voice. It was the medicine he thought of in the eyes of the night and wanted to cut into pieces all the time.
The king's voice.
Even if it was a crushing bone and ashes, Zhou Jun could recognize that this was the King of Medicine.
He punched out again, and the surging spiritual energy condensed into a huge fist wind, like a mountain and a river, majestic and heavy.
Long Wudi and him suddenly collided with one punch, and the two of them retreated five steps back. Long Wudi's eyes were bright and there was a rare solemn feeling on his face. This young man was able to resist the five masters in the early stage of concentration without falling behind.
It's simply a nightmare.
If the nightmare cannot be completely killed, they will never be able to live in peace in this life.
"The dragon returns to the sea!"
"A pilgrimage to thousands of dragons!"
Long Wudi gritted his teeth and used his unique skills. The dragon returns to the sea. The two moves of the pilgrimage of Ten Thousand Dragons are the foundation for their Long Family to dominate. It is two of the six moves of Long Xiao Nine Heavens.
Behind Long Wudi, a huge dragon head appeared. The dragon swallowed clouds and spitted mist. With a slight movement, it could cause a bloody storm. Dragon is a powerful race in ancient times, and it is extremely powerful. In mythology, it can be with the gods and demons of the heavens.
A comparable existence.
Although Long Guihai, the Long Wudi attacked, was just a phantom, not enough to contain the momentum contained in this phantom, and it also shocked everyone present. Especially the Lord of Qingfeng City and Ye Dong, the two of them had bright eyes and looked at this
The dragon's head appeared, his face was filled with shock.
Zhou Jun was also a little surprised when he looked at the dragon's head. It was not enough that it was a time of life and death, so he could not consider these things at all. He waved his hand and the dark and quaint sickle appeared in his hand.
Seeing the sickle appear, Ye Dong's face was filled with hatred.
"Slay the Dragon!"
Zhou Jun flew up, spread his purple wings behind him, splitting a void, and appeared in front of the dragon's head. The giant dragon roared repeatedly, and could not swallow Zhou Jun in one bite.
The dragon's head moved slightly, tearing the sound of the void energy, and the dragon's claws turned into five cold lights, and suddenly grabbed Zhou Jun and the sickle in his hand.
"cut!"
Zhou Jun reached out and gently wiped it, and the sickle that was invincible and irresistible was slashed on the dragon's claws. Suddenly, the huge dragon's head roared in the sky, and was extremely angry. The sickle is an immortal weapon, and it has natural for these illusory things.
Although the dragon claw is strong, it is just like soft cotton in front of the sickle.
The spiritual energy was instilled into Zhou Jun's body along the blade. The colorful spiritual strings in the dantian seemed to smell the delicious fast food, and they were ready to move.
Boom!
The explosion sounded in the Dantian. The body of this phantom dragon actually contained such abundant spiritual energy. The colorful spiritual strings were directly burst. Zhou Jun's aura was not smooth and he fell directly from the air.
However, this was just a moment, and the explosion of colorful spiritual strings gathered again, forming eight concentric hearts.
The eight peach hearts represent the eighth level of spiritual transformation!
"This kid has actually been promoted!"
Long Wudi was extremely angry. He used a move to roar the Nine Heavens to shoot out the Phantom Dragon, intending to suppress Zhou Jun in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, he could not lose the rice when stealing the chicken. Zhou Jun actually absorbed part of the Phantom Dragon's spiritual energy and promoted one in one fell swoop.
realm.
The eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm can be called king and domineering among many county towns. For Zhou Jun, when he was at the sixth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he was able to kill the king of Salvia miltiorrhiza. Now he is at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which is simply possible.
Sweeping through the entire early stage of concentration.
He burst out with another punch, causing the void spiritual energy to tremble, and directly knocked out the scholar Jian Sun Bufan, who was closest to him. Before Sun Bufan could come back, Zhou Jun's figure moved and appeared in front of Sun Bufan.
"Scholar Sword, you can die!"
Zhou Jun seemed to be a vicious wolf, staring at Sun Bufan's eyes and said fiercely.
"ah!"
Under Zhou Jun's fierce look like a wolf, Sun Bufan's mind was disordered and he actually forgot to resist. However, Zhou Jun pointed at his eyebrows in the moment of the flash of calcium carbide.
boom!
Sun Bufan's head seemed to be a ripe watermelon, his brain burst, red and green all over the ground. His body was completely blown up by Zhou Jun, but he had reached the realm of concentration. As long as the power of jing's divine mind did not disappear, he could still take over the body.
Other people's body.
He screamed bitterly, trying to escape from the will of Chu Dahe, but Zhou Jun did not give him this opportunity at all. He reached out and bounced his hand to completely imprison Sun Bufan's soul.
"Red lotus karma fire!"
Zhou Jun spit out the red lotus karma fire, and the flames suddenly came out, and the hall showed a prairie fire.
Ye Dong's face was green. This red lotus karma fire was a skill he taught to Zhou Jun. It was the highest form of Netherworld Fire. I didn't expect that Zhou Jun would use it so skillfully, and the power of this flame was unparalleled.
everything.
"This boy is too fierce, we cannot compete with him!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Lord of Qingfeng suddenly flew up and flashed out of the hall. The situation he could see was that Long Wudi and Ye Dong were many times more experienced than him, and had already arrived outside the hall first.
The Taoist Ding Buer of Youwei was frightened by the whole person. Jian Sun Bufan, one of the seven congenital sons, died in Zhou Jun's hands and died.
"you!"
"You actually killed... and killed Sun Bufan, Wang Xiantian would not let you go."
Ding Buer's head was completely short-circuited, and the focus of fighting was on strength. At this time, it was a bit funny to bring out Wang Xiantian's name. Zhou Jun looked at him contemptuously, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You and Sun Bufan are on the way first. I will let him reunite with you as soon as possible."