Campus belle's cultivation master

The mottled stele, which is tens of meters high, towering in the void, is full of obscure hieroglyphs, and the cracks like cobwebs are all over it, exuding a distant and vast desolation.

The heavy halo rippled away from the surface of the stele layer upon layer, spreading like energy ripples, washing away the four fields.

Click! Click!

The clear crackling sound is interwoven and continuous, and the space is distorted, just like the kaleidoscope of alternating light and shade. Under the terrible pressure of Tianbei, yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan sect, was on the verge of collapse.

At the top of Tu mountain, tens of thousands of practitioners in all directions held their breath at the moment, staring at the ancient and simple stele across the sky, feeling the incomparably grand power, and could not help but have the impulse to worship.

The ancient artifact in this world really broke the sky!

No one expected that Lin Zixuan, who is famous in Kyushu and famous in the world, is still in control of such ultimate killers except for his astonishing and thorough overhaul!

This simple stone tablet is the most precious one that has been guarded for thousands of years by the basaltic giant in the seal space under the western mountain flat of qujiayan.

After collecting the tablet, Lin Yu once described the hieroglyphs on the surface and asked Wei Lingling to send them to the old professors in the school of history of chia'an University for interpretation. However, because the time was too long, no one could recognize the true meaning of these words, and finally it was over.

Apart from this little regret, tianbeituo is heavy and weighty in hand. At the critical moment, it can be thrown out and inflated countless times to smash people. It can be regarded as a self-defense weapon, comparable to guangchengzi's Fantian seal in myth and legend.

So Lin Yu has always taken it with him as his last card in case of emergency.

It's just like a little gangster on the street. If he doesn't have a brick pinned to his waist, he should be on guard all the time. How dare he say that he's going out to mix with society?

Of course, if the ancient Pu Tian stele had any spirit and knew its endless life, it would be very angry if it was thrown as a brick by a boy under 20 years old.

In the countless thrilling and dull eyes of the audience, the ancient stele cast a huge black shadow on the earth. Immediately, the inscriptions were full of light, with a strong wind, threatening to destroy the heaven and the earth, and then smashed to the Lord yuan Luochen.

"Old man! I'll give you a brick! " Lin Yu's cold voice resounded all over the country, and the surging spirit power in his body was emptied by the Tianbei at this time, and his cheek was pale because of his detachment.

The field of the patriarch yuan Luochen collapsed, his face was covered with iron, he staggered back, and he quickly raised his hands to resist.

Boom!

The violent collision resounded through the whole Tushan, and even the surrounding huaishui River also set off waves, like ten thousand horses galloping, frantically pounding the embankment.

Incomparable power rippled in the sky, and the whole world lost its voice for a short time. Where the ripples of energy pass, the thousand year old trees are blasted and the jade buildings are rumbling and collapsing.

The elders of Tianlan sect, who were guarding all sides, all of them poured out a mouthful of red blood. Their bodies were like broken kites flying backwards, and their breath was dispirited.

Even those who stood far away were shocked by the terrible momentum, and they fell to the ground with pale faces. Looking at them, they were all looking up.

Such a level of confrontation is like a battle between gods, which completely subverts the cognition of many practitioners present.

No matter what the final result is, Tianjiao linzixuan only relies on the cultivation of the great accomplishment of the realm to shake the demigod strong man who has been famous for a long time. If the wind and cloud dissipate and the sun and moon disappear, he will be able to be proud of the world and look down on all living beings!

Boom!

In the surging and raging waves, the patriarch yuan Luochen, with his hair on his head and his clothes in disorder, wandered back a hundred meters away, showing his trace.

His ruddy face was now twisted and waxy, and his forehead was covered with a bloody wound, which made him look extremely embarrassed.

Between heaven and earth, mountains and valleys, silent.

Everyone is silly looking, full of disbelief, the bottom of my heart is turning up the waves.

Yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan sect, was injured!

After more than ten seconds of silence, tens of thousands of strong martial arts players were boiling like boiling water!

"Good... Strong..."

"Too strong! Lin Zixuan is a monster

"He just turned into a human being. He can hurt the innate state. Is this still a human being?"

Everyone will not ignore that he is still less than 20 years old!

If you give him another ten or twenty years, how strong will he be? Isn't it possible to go to heaven, break through the void, and be astonished forever?

Those arrogant young heroes bow and shrink their necks and worship. And the older generation of people, is to hide their faces and shame, only feel that their age all live up to the dog

Many heavenly masters, headed by Cai Yunfei and Shi Kaixuan, were trembling. Even Xiong Siwu, a half step master of nature, squinted his eyes, breathed cold air and exclaimed: "awesome, really awesome..."

Although he is only half a step away from the realm of demigod, if he wants to hurt yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan sect, who has been famous for a hundred years, it is just like a dream!

Today's move by Lin Zixuan, the proud son of heaven, has created a myth that has never been seen before!

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo..." the patriarch yuan Luochen was short of breath, and his hands under the sleeve of his robe were trembling slightly.

Although Lin Zixuan's attack was quite unexpected and unexpected, he was regarded as a demigod, but he was broken in the head by a heaven master of Huajing. He was described as in a state of embarrassment, and he was absolutely shamed to be thrown into Grandma's house.

In 217 years of his life, he is a real old monster. He has seen a lot, but he has never been so shameful as he is today!

"Lin... Lin Zixuan!" The patriarch yuan Luochen's face was blue and white. He gritted his teeth and roared, "you... How dare you! I'm so angry

Above the sky, the strong hunting wind blows, and the waves slowly dissipate.

Lin Yu put a elixir into his mouth, like chewing sugar beans, to supplement the almost exhausted spiritual power in his body.

In his hand, he was holding the Tianbei he had just collected. His face was full of disdain and his voice was cold: "what else can you do for an old man like you besides relying on the old to sell the old? If you give me ten or eight years, I'll be able to beat ten of your junk

The patriarch yuan Luochen shivered all over, and his whole face turned black