Aojian Tianqiang

After Luo Yiming finished speaking, he looked nervous, looked at the weird eyes these people looked at him, and said, "I, did I say something wrong?"

Wang Xiao sighed softly, walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, I didn't see it!"

Ran Duoduo also came over, patted Luo Yiming on the shoulder decently, and said, "Brother Yiming, there is Neixiu!"

The corner of Luo Yiming's mouth couldn't help twitching, with a strange expression on his face.

Xia Yulian stared at him intently for a long time before she couldn't help laughing coquettishly, and said, "If you keep showing this kind of IQ, maybe...they will fall in love with you!"

"Damn..." Luo Yiming took a few steps back with vigilance, looked at Xia Yulian suspiciously, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"

Xia Yulian couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "I can't help boasting!"

Wang Xiao also sighed lightly: "Hey, I'll show my original shape immediately!"

Ran Duoduo looked at Luo Yiming with a smile and said, "Brother Yiming, keep it up!"

Luo Yiming scratched his head, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Why do you feel so wrong?"

Ran Duoduo said with a smile: "You are the one who is really wrong!"

"Okay... I also feel that something is wrong with me..." Luo Yiming said weakly.

"Let's go!" Wang Xiao took a deep look at Luo Yiming: "You're right! What's wrong with the monster-level genius? What's wrong with the fairy emperor? If you're right, just do it!"

Luo Yiming immediately looked happy: "I've thought about it a long time ago. In this world, the greatest enemy is not some monstrous genius, nor some immortal emperor, but my own heart!"

This time, the three of Xia Yulian didn't laugh, but nodded seriously.

Xia Yulian said: "As big as the heart is, the world... will be as big as it is!"

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The clouds move in all directions, and the eight wildernesses sing together.

Be it the native monks from Kyushu in the Ancient Heavenly Realm, or the great powers from the Immortal Realm, gather at Nanling, West Hezhou!

Everyone wants to see with their own eyes, who is Nanling Da Neng, and what makes him call Ban Xianyu a monster-level genius.

More people want to wait a little longer to see if they can meet the legendary Xu Luo who saved Kyushu this time around!

Master Lingfeng, ranked fourth among the seven geniuses of the True Immortal Academy, arrived at the Nanling Mountains of Xihe Prefecture. The chariot that Master Lingfeng was riding along was rumbling, like thunder rolling by; every day.

In all directions, surrounded by all kinds of fairyland gods and beasts.

Young men and women sat on the divine birds and beasts. They were all like dragons and phoenixes among humans, with blood aura surging from their bodies.

Wherever they passed, everyone gave way one after another, with a look of awe on their faces, as if sending off a god!

"Is that Young Master Ling Feng? Among the seven geniuses of the True Immortal Academy, the fourth-ranked Young Master Ling Feng?"

"The most famous of the great True Immortal Academy are the seven monster-level geniuses. It was their rise that made the True Immortal Academy rise in one fell swoop and become the largest university in the entire fairyland."

"Young master Lingfeng is here in person, is he going to attack Nanling University?"

"Probably not. Although Nanling Da Neng is not weak and defeated the colorful general, what is the identity of Mr. Lingfeng? How can he do it himself?"

In all directions, everyone was talking about it, their nervous and eager eyes were staring at the direction where Young Master Ling Feng was.

Xiaoyue, Yu Lanxuan and others arrived.

Wang Xiao, Xia Yulian and others also arrived.

They were far away from each other, but they saw at a glance that a group of young people who also came from Xianyu Tianxian Academy did not gather together directly, but gestured to each other with their eyes.

There is no need to get together, they are also their own people!

At the same time, this group of people is also looking for, they want to know, where is Xu Luo?Did he come?

In the sky, there is darkness, all kinds of chariots, warships, colorful, colorful runes, and the atmosphere of the avenue.

An extremely powerful event, just like that, came out of nowhere, but not abruptly.

Mr. Lingfeng's chariot was flying across the sky, and the others sat in the chariot, neither appeared nor made a sound, but everyone looked at the two chariots with a sense of awe.

Even some senior figures from Immortal Realm couldn't help looking at the chariot with a bit of envy, and said: Young people are awesome!

At this time, in the depths of Nanling, suddenly, there was a sneer: "Hey, there are quite a few people here, are they all here?"

The entire sky was filled with darkness and crowds, and the originally noisy environment suddenly became silent.

Everyone looked at the depths of Nanling for an instant.

Some mighty ones, their eyes shot out divine light full of runes, trying to see through this land and find where that person is.

But what they can see in their eyes is only a hazy article.

It seems that there is a layer of avenue atmosphere, and the mountains and mountains are covered, so that they can't see clearly at all.

"You hurt my followers, smashed my treasures, and provoked me, are you guilty?"

A cold voice came out from the silver-white chariot, and the entire sky echoed with this voice.

Many monks with weaker cultivation bases even felt dizzy, weak legs and panting, and expressions of horror appeared on their faces.

In the past, it was only known that a genius at the level of evildoers was very powerful and invincible at the same level, but few people had actually seen with their own eyes what a genius at the level of evildoers was like.

Today is finally an eye-opener. A monster-level genius doesn't need to make a move at all. The sound alone is enough to shock the crowd!

The colorful general, to be precise, should be the colorful general without the colorful armor. Standing beside the silver chariot, he finally felt proud, as if the heroes were not afraid of Mr. Lingfeng, but him. generally.

Looking at the beauty, looking at all directions, sweeping away the depression that came here last time.

"You want to punish me?" From the depths of Nanling, that joking voice came.

The voice was not loud, and it sounded like it wasn't even the voice of the Dao, but as soon as the voice came out, the voice of Young Master Ling Feng, which was originally echoing in the world, was instantly suppressed.Then the whole Nanling began to be filled with a layer of faint smog, and under the sunlight, it seemed to be covered with a layer of divine brilliance.

In the sky, everyone's expressions changed almost instantly. Although the voice didn't make them dizzy and breathless like the voice of Mr. Lingfeng, it sounded like it was ringing in their spiritual consciousness!

No need for ears... directly to everyone's heart!

"Nanling Da Neng... really lives up to his reputation!"

"The strength of this person is probably close to that of the Immortal Emperor!"

"This person... is really an aboriginal monk from Tianguyu? Why does it feel so unreal?"

"It's really strange. Ordinarily, if there is such a level of power in the ancient sky, why didn't he show up when those forbidden giants ravaged Kyushu before?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and they all had some doubts about the identity of Nanling Da Neng.

In the sky, a cold snort came from the silver-white chariot. The sound was extremely cold, and it turned into a straight line, shooting directly towards a direction deep in Nanling.

The other people saw in horror that a silvery white line appeared in the void, like a sharp arrow, as fast as light!

This silvery-white line exudes an extremely piercing cold air, and wherever it passes, the void of the sky is directly frozen!

The kind of aura that emanated made many people who were a little distance away feel tingling pain all over their bodies, and they all backed away in shock.

A monk from Kyushu, with a relatively short distance and a slightly slower retreat speed, was instantly frozen by this breath into a humanoid statue, falling down from the void.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the statue fell to pieces!

What's even more frightening is that, even though he was a frozen monk, he fell to the ground like a real ice sculpture... The crushed ice was white and transparent, without a trace of blood at all!

In other words, in an instant, the entire body of this cultivator was completely frozen into ice!

The whole body, everything... all turned into real ice because of the extreme cold!

In the void, there was a sound of gasping for air.

Those people who were originally closer all retreated one after another, exerting their speed to the extreme, not daring to delay at all.

That white line runs through thousands of miles, directly into the depths of Nanling!

No one thought that the contest... from now on, it has already begun!

"What's the point of showing this ability?" Deep in the South Ridge, a rough voice let out a disdainful sneer.

The white line seemed to have encountered an impassable wall suddenly, and stopped there instantly. Then, from the depths of Nanling, it began to collapse, turning into a white eye, and then collapsed like a river bursting its embankment. The silver-white chariot collapsed.

In the end, a line of white smoke appeared in the sky above Nanling, exuding an endless chill, and people who were hundreds of thousands of miles away could feel this terrifying chill.

But the South Ridge below is still lush and green, covered with a layer of faint rosy clouds, as if it has not been affected at all.

Then, something flew out of the silver-white chariot. It looked like an iron braze, swarthy, three feet long, and the braze head was not sharp. Iron brazing is almost the same.

However, as soon as the iron rod flew out, there was an uncontrollable exclamation from the mouths of those people in the distance.

"Pricking God!" An older person, his eyes widened on the spot, and he lost his voice: "Is this really Stinging God?"

"Is this the legendary fourth-grade fairy weapon, the God-thorn? Oh my god... this legendary treasure actually appeared in this world!"

"Mr. Lingfeng, I'm really angry, and I want to kill him with a stab!"

"Nanling Da Neng has successfully angered Young Master Lingfeng. Once the fourth-grade fairy weapon is released, who will fight for it?"

The monks in Kyushu didn't recognize this thing, but those people from the Immortal Realm, one by one, all stared at it with wide eyes, as if they had seen the most incredible thing.

After the iron rod was sacrificed, it hovered in the air for a moment, and then made a deafening buzzing sound, and disappeared into the void with a bang.

The next moment, it appeared directly in a place deep in Nanling.

"This... is interesting!" In the depths of Nanling, there was still a hint of sarcasm in that rough voice, but he didn't pay attention to this terrifying treasure at all.

Then, a big hand, holding a huge bone, smashed hard at the stabbing god!

"But... it's not enough!"

Boom!

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The third update, I hope brothers and sisters will like it and continue to support me! ! !