Campus belle's cultivation master

When everyone was attracted by the breakthrough of Tianjiao linzixuan, they didn't notice that in the barren and cold prison space, another group of people were secretly absorbing the full aura of heaven and earth and recovering their strength in a low profile.

When they finally wake up, but it's too late, this group of ferocious villains, who have been imprisoned for decades, will see the light again!

Whew!

Accompanied by the yellow brown bone powder, from the gap torn in the space, suddenly swept out a bloody long gun which was completely condensed by the essence of spiritual power, whistling with the strong wind of hunting, straight to the eyebrow of yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan.

Its sound is like thunder rolling, its potential is like a fierce tiger down the mountain, qinzhe biting killing machine, without leaving the slightest hand.

The patriarch yuan Luochen's face suddenly changed, and he quickly leaned back, which was dangerous and dangerous to avoid the fierce attack. The empress of Cang retreated.

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo..." he flashed tens of meters away, his breath was disordered, and he raised his hand to wipe the shallow bloodstain on his pale cheek. "Are you... Not dead yet?"

In the terrified eyes of all the martial arts strongmen, the bloody spear flew across the sky and exploded on the opposite cliff. The smoke and dust rose up and the gravel rolled down. Houses and buildings closer to each other collapsed and rumbled in the terrible shock.

"Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha! I'm out! " Hoarse and sharp laughter reverberated in all directions, and the vast magnanimity spread, as if to solidify the whole space.

In the terrible pit on the cliff, Sun Zhong, the eldest husband, who was in low spirits, seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood in an instant. His back was tight and he sat up straight.

"Over... Over... Over!" His old face covered with dust and blood was full of panic, even turned purple black, and his lips trembled, "he's still alive!"

Many of the elders who came to worship Tianlan, and even some of the elderly deacons, were all pale at the moment. They were worried about stealing, whispering and buzzing.

If we can't deal with today's affairs properly, it will be an unprecedented disaster for Tianlan Xianzong!

All the practitioners were terrified, and their pale cheeks were full of fear. They looked at each other with round eyes

"Congenital state! This is a demigod

"There are demigods in prison! What is sacred? "

Cai Yunfei's eyes flickered slightly, as if he suddenly thought of something. He stroked his white beard and sighed: "I heard that there were two outstanding disciples under Tianlan's ancestral seat in the past. One of them was today's Lord yuan, the original son of Tianlan. The other one, named Jiang Shifa, is also a rare talent in the world. "

"Yes, as soon as I set foot in the martial arts, I heard that the two brothers had entered the congenital realm together. It was once a good story in the world of cultivation." Li Jiuling couldn't help reaching out and touching his wrinkled old face, and said with a sigh, "after that, Tian Lan's ancestor Xian Chou, Sheng Zi succeeded him, and Jiang Shifa disappeared for no reason. I didn't expect that..."

The voice suddenly stopped, but all the practitioners at the scene understood it in a flash. Two tigers are not allowed in one mountain. There must have been a bloodbath of martial brothers' fraternity in those years. As a result, Jiang Shifa was sent to a heavy prison and imprisoned for decades.

The wind stopped and the smoke and dust spread.

Countless lines of sight full of complexity, crisscross together. In full view of the public, sixty or seventy people came out of the gap torn by the heavy prison space.

It's too bad. It's too bad!

These 60 or 70 people seem to be fleeing from famine. Their old clothes are ragged and ragged. Under the ragged and dirty cloth, they expose their skinny and weak bodies and malnourished ribs. They are more miserable than the beggars with broken bowls and crutches under the overpass.

Led by a haggard, gray haired old man, wearing a gray brown robe, patchy and dirty. Compared with those disciples and grandchildren behind him, he was pretty good. He barely covered his buttocks with his clothes

Many practitioners in the audience looked straight at each other and pulled the corners of their mouths at the same time. Their faces were very funny.

They looked up again, staring at the handsome young man standing aloft in the air, holding the fairy in her arms and biting her ears in a low voice. The corners of their eyes were twitching.

Looking at Jiang Shifa and others in such a mess, we can see how much untold suffering they have suffered in recent decades. Can also be sealed into the prison space, why Tianjiao linzixuan so carefree?

In just seven days, he easily broke the seal and came out. His cultivation entered a half step into the congenital state. He held the beautiful women in his arms and looked down on the heroes. He was a winner in life.

Alas, people have to die and goods have to be thrown. There is no way to compare

Jiang Shifa slowly took a few steps, slowly raised his thin and haggard face, and fixed his eyes on yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan in the air. His turbid eyes turned scarlet and violent: "elder martial brother, you're ok..."

Decades have passed, and both of them are nearly 200 years old. They should have no desire and no desire, and they should be proud of the world of mortals hand in hand. But what happened once seemed like a huge gap, which completely separated the feelings of the brothers.

"Younger martial brother, don't blame me." The patriarch yuan Luochen's eyes were full of fear, and his voice was low. "If you were not sealed in the prison, Tianlan would be in chaos because of seizing the throne. According to the master's will, I should have killed you to solve the future trouble. "

"Ha ha, there has never been more than one way to solve the problem." Jiang Shifa's smile was pitiful, and his fists clenched like eagle's claws. "But you chose the best way for yourself."

As the voice falls, the boundless field, which belongs to the congenitally strong, suddenly spreads all over the world, covering the main peak of Tushan for several miles.

Many of the heavenly masters who stepped on the void suddenly felt bones trembling and heart shaking, and immediately found that they could no longer mobilize the slightest spiritual power in their bodies. They are like a heavy shell, with a sharp wind, whistling straight down to the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Ah... Ouch! I'm dead! "

"The power of the field is so terrible!"

Dozens of Tianshi strongmen fell to the ground as if they were making dumplings. They burst into terrible pits, grinning in pain and wailing one after another.

Even Xiong Siwu, the great master of half step congenitally, was sweating. He faltered and fell on the top of the mountain below. He managed to keep his face.

"Hey, hey, you guys are going to have fun." He breathed a sigh of relief, looked left and right, clapped his chest with a thump, and shook his head contentedly. "With only half step into the realm, he can retreat in the field of the demigod strong. Looking at the whole world, who can compare with Uncle Xiong?"

Countless practitioners in the audience were livid, looking up at one direction one after another, with strange expression and inexplicable meaning.

Bear four five slant head to see past, that face immediately green

Tianjiao linzixuan, holding the soft and powerless Tianlan Saint Zhang Biyao in her arms, stands aloof in the void as if nothing had happened, a posture of watching a good play