Purgatory

Chapter 286
"The holy artifact, the Ascension Flute, was destroyed like this?"

Zhou Qingchen had a look of disbelief.

People like Ye Fei, Lu Lianchen, and Guo Hongyuan were also shocked by that person's methods.

Lu Lingchan was defeated in an instant, and the sacred artifact was broken, which obviously did not match the plot they had imagined.

"Luo Yuan"'s means and combat power made everyone aware that something was wrong.

Pang Jian said softly, "Brother Zhou, be careful."

"understand!"

Zhou Qingchen activated the Tianyuan Pearl with his mind and will, and secretly formed another solid line of defense in his body, so as not to be too late to make preparations when the man suddenly killed him.

With a solemn expression, Qi Qingsong raised his voice and shouted: "Who is your Excellency?"

"Didn't I say that?" The man looked surprised, and said calmly: "Jianlou, the disciple of the outer sect, Luo Yuan."

He also clasped his fists at Qi Qingsong and saluted gracefully: "Senior brother Qi, you haven't seen me, it doesn't mean I don't exist."

"In our sword building, there are so many outer sect disciples, it's normal if you don't know me."

He smiled.

"Shh!"

He was in the stands on the third floor, but he suddenly disappeared and teleported out of thin air again.

"Wow!"

Lu Lingchan's screams suddenly came from a room on the third floor of Jianzhou, and then suddenly stopped.

When the man reappeared, he was in the stands on the third floor again. Holding Lu Lingchan's storage bracelet in his hand, he nodded with satisfaction: "[-] to [-] Lingyu is not bad."

Lu Lingchan, the proud son of the heavens, the personal disciple of the master of Heigu, has passed away.

The so-called peerless genius died suddenly and without warning.

"Junior Sister Lu!"

"Junior Sister Lu!"

Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen screamed in horror.

As the direct disciple of the Gu master, Lu Lingchan's status in Hei Gu is so high that she doesn't even give face to some elders.

At the stage of Dongxuan Realm, she can condense 120 four strands of divine consciousness, and her future achievements are limitless.

As long as she doesn't fall in the middle of her cultivation, the end of her cultivation path is at least the beginning of immortality.

It is even expected to hit the true god!

Qi Qingsong, Zhuang Yuyan, Mozong Wuyuan, and Tianshuize Jiang Chao, whose talent and potential are stable, were killed not long after they entered the strange fog, and they were killed before they reached the forbidden land.

Ye Fei and Lu Lianchen, both members of Heigu, couldn't accept it.

"did not expect……"

Fang Boxuan had a strange expression on his face.

His nominal fiancée once made him feel depressed, but she was killed like a child's play.

Identity, status, talent, the utensils in his hands, a person who surpassed him in everything, is so aggrieved.

"The battle between the clans and everything bestowed by the sects are not worth mentioning."

Fang Boxuan felt boundless emotion.

He suddenly felt that only his super strength could dominate himself and survive in the cruel and bloody practice world.

"Junior Brother Qi, this person is tricky!"

Zhuang Yuyan inhaled lightly, not daring to be careless anymore.

Concentrating on her success, she didn't see through the cultivation of the person who claimed to be Luo Yuan, and she didn't know what level of strength this person was!
Lu Lingchan was at the late stage of the Dongxuan Realm, and was in charge of the Black Valley Sacred Artifact, the Ascension Flute. She was killed by this person as soon as she met her face, and she couldn't make a few waves of decent resistance.

Zhuang Yuyan suddenly felt like an enemy!
"Don't worry, I know what to do!"

Qi Qingsong adjusted his breathing, and his mind slowly relaxed, as if he could fall into a dream at any time.

"For me, the meaning of killing people is to ask for the spirit jade in your hands."

"If you want, you can put down the Lingyu in your hands, and then throw the utensils on the deck."

"Then, you can leave this sword boat, and I am happy to let it go."

"Well, let's start with you, because you have the most spiritual jade."

The man pointed at Zhuang Yuyan from a distance with a spiritual sword that was stripped from the disciple of Jianlou, and said with a smile, "You come first."

"How do you have the confidence to beat all of us here?" Zhuang Yuyan's face turned cold, feeling humiliated.

The man smiled and said, "I'll give you a stick of incense to consider. You can do it to me, or you can call them to do it together."

"Of course, I advise you to put down your things and leave by setting an example."

"That's really a good advice from me."

He took out a stick of incense and lit it, and placed it on the stand on the third floor, giving Zhuang Yuyan and everyone time to think about it.

A cloud of blue smoke curled up from the stick of incense, and his sallow face seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of blue smoke.

At this time, looking at it is a bit unreal.

Dong Tianze looked at Pang Jian and asked in confusion, "What's going on with him?"

Pang Jian suddenly realized that a long time ago when he was still in Qianli Yunze, he used the image of a sallow youth to trade with Dong Tianze in the ghost altar.

Apart from Ye Fei, Dong Tianze has also seen the person pretending to be Luoyuan.

"He's not Luo Yuan."

The spear in Pang Jian's hand burst into a red sword light with a "chi la", and said, "Senior Sister Zhuang!"

Zhuang Yuyan turned her head to look.

"I will go first, and you will hold the line for me."

"Whoosh!"

Pang Jian's figure and spear merged into one, turning into a scarlet sword light.

After Lu Lingchan, he also went straight to the person in the stands.

"Junior Brother Pang, be careful!"

Zhuang Yuyan's eyes brightened.

When she was still hesitating, Pang Jian had already struck again!
After Lu Lingchan's sudden death, Pang Jian dared to attack the person who called himself Luo Yuan, which really moved Zhuang Yuyan.

Because it takes a lot of courage!

Even when the green smoke was rising, she felt hesitant in her heart, thinking about whether to leave Jianzhou or not.

There was an icy square seal in the man's hand, he aimed at the tip of the spear and greeted him with the cold square seal.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

One after another, the bright glaciers suddenly appeared in front of Pang Jian's vision, and the startling guns kept breaking through the ice, and the speed was slowed down again and again.

There are traces of extremely cold light beams in the cold glacier, which are not the condensation of spiritual power.

It is a product of real existence!
The moment the shattered glaciers hit the ground, because of the power of that person, they would be re-frozen together by the cold force to form brand new glaciers.

After Pang Jian's blow pierced six glaciers, he was forced to stop.

A daze, he was in mid-air, and found that he was surrounded by more shining glaciers.

Like suddenly being in an extremely cold place.

"Pang Jian!"

Qi Qingsong followed closely and shot towards the stands.

"Shua!" "Shoot!"

A spiritual sword blooming with azure brilliance dragged out a grotesque and gorgeous galaxy, attracting everyone's attention.

Gazing at this dreamlike and gorgeous galaxy, everyone in the stands was dizzy, like falling into the clouds in a dream.

Qi Qingsong, who held the sword, was at the late stage of the Dongxuan Realm to cooperate with Pang Jian in fighting.

"Senior Sister Zhuang, this person can teleport short distances, be careful of everyone on the deck!"

Qi Qingsong is still reminding in Fantasy Galaxy.

"understood."

Zhuang Yuyan drew out her sword solemnly.

One long and one short, two spirit swords flew out from her left and right sleeves, hovering over the deck of the sword boat.

The short sword stopped for a moment, and after Qi Qingsong, it swished towards the stands.

"Hey!"

The person pretending to be Luoyuan shook his head and smiled strangely.

The stick of incense that was lit in front of him, and the green smoke released, seemed to merge with the mist.

The gray mist and blue cloud of smoke submerged his body, and he became erratic like a ghost, appearing extremely unreal.

"call!"

Three shadows appeared together in the depths of the smoke.

One of them swung his spirit sword, drawing out a burst of thunder vortex.

Each person shook the hand seal, creating more icy glaciers.

The other person smiled indifferently, motionless in the suspended smoke, his eye sockets, nostrils, and ears continuously sprayed out thick gray-blue smoke clouds.

The three of them are all the image of Luo Yuan with sallow complexion, as if Luo Yuan is divided into three.

"Hey!"

The person holding the sword to draw out the thunder vortex, with the bursting thunder and lightning, broke the dream galaxy created by Qi Qingsong with the Blue Dream Sword.

Shaking out a square seal and turning it into a solid ice mountain, he intercepted the short sword released by Zhuang Yuyan.

Hovering in the depths of the gray-blue smoke cloud, the person whose mouth and nose spray out the thick smoke, his hands are condensed by the smoke cloud, which is magnified thousands of times in an instant.

He rubbed his chest in circles with his hands.

A smoky vortex spreads outward crazily, and will be swallowed by Pang Jian surrounded by glaciers.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

In the depths of the smoke cloud, glaciers flew out one after another, rushing towards Zhuang Yuyan's dagger.

In the gray-blue cloud of the glacier's departure, Pang Jian, who was using the startled gun, was suddenly lost. He couldn't see the image of the man, couldn't sense the other's movement, and didn't know where the sword boat was.

In the eyes of everyone on the sword boat, he disappeared in the depths of a cloud of gray-blue smoke.

"Pang Jian, your spiritual sea is a bit strange, you...have also condensed the power of thunder and ice."

In the depths of the gray-blue cloud of smoke, the person who pretended to be Luo Yuan appeared, and the face that spewed out the smoke cloud changed quietly, as if he couldn't help but reveal the truth.

"I, repair Thunder and Extreme Cold Avenue, because these two powers are compatible."

"For my future road to conferring gods, I can choose Thunder or Extreme Cold. If the old thunder dragon dominates the road of Thunder God, I'm afraid the chances are slim."

"So, what I really major in is the way of extreme cold."

He boasted in the gray-blue smoke, and said: "The power of your cultivation is so mixed, but you gave up and used a way to enshrine the gods? As a disciple of Li Zhaotian, I am a little surprised that you don't intend to seek a path to the true god ah."

"You know Li Zhaotian?" Pang Jian asked curiously.

"How dare you call him by his first name?"

The man frowned, and said in a cold voice: "As an apprentice, he is so disrespectful to the master, and he has no education at all. Li Zhaotian, as the number one immortal in the entire purgatory world, even the true gods are afraid of him, for fear that he will become a god in the future. Pierce the sky."

"You don't seem to know how powerful your master is."

"Did you know that at the moment your master succeeded in conferring gods, he was able to overwhelm several ancient true gods?"

When this impostor named Luoyuan talked about the owner of the sword tower, his face showed awe.

"I just want to know who you are." With a thought in his mind, Pang Jian called out the Broken Star Umbrella and the Nine Sun Cauldron one by one, and said, "The powers of the spiritual formulas I practice are really mixed, please give me some advice."

"No hurry, I know you're not easy to deal with, I'll kill the others first."

The man smiled and disappeared suddenly.

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(End of this chapter)