“Tons…tons…tons…burp~”

Lu Yuan sat in the small town at the foot of Qibao Mountain, drinking alone.

This has indeed made him worried recently!

He turned the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect into the sky, and even Rongrong's eighteen boxes of dowry were vacated by him.

But this huge sect really doesn’t have a soul bone suitable for him.

Uncle Ning did not lie to him!

It seems that the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect will still have a long way to go in the future!

Lu Yuan hugged the wine jar and fell into deep thought...

"You're the road long?"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"ah!"

Lu Yuan turned around suddenly.

A tall and thin old man was standing behind him, looking particularly energetic.

"Stinky old man, who are you?"

"Scared me!"

Lu Yuan almost got furious. He was thinking about where to get a decent soul bone.

This smelly old man jumped out!

No sound at all, like a ghost!

"Boy, would you do this so if you didn't do anything bad?"

Standing in front of the distance, is the great worship of the Wuhun Hall - Qiandaoliu!

The reason why he came here was to see the far away.

First, I want to verify my guesses over the past few years, and second, I want to see what can make my granddaughter obsessed with me.

When he saw this guy slipping through the door and prying the lock in the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect in the morning...

It's better not to see you!

"Stinky old man, you are a spy!"

Lu Yuan looked up and down, and he had never seen this old man before.

It must not be from their sect!

At this time, they got into the small town at the foot of Qibao Mountain, and they must be inquiring about information.

While thinking, his hand had already grasped the faint long sword behind him. From the time when the old man could appear behind him quietly, he knew that this old guy had something.

"All nonsense!"

Qian Daoliu scolded him.

He is a great peerless Douluo, and he is disdainful to do such despicable things.

"Old man, who are you?"

Lu Yuan stared at the uninvited guest in front of him with confused eyes, and the long sword behind him had already been pulled out.

“Huh~”

Qian Daoliu did not answer Lu Yuan's question, and his attention was all on the dark long sword.

This sword is indeed strange!

Even he can't see through!

And that breath is gone...

"Swish swish swish swish..."

There is not much nonsense when the road is far away, so you can cut it if you draw your sword.

The old man knew his name and hadn't farted for a long time.

It's not a good thing at first glance!

"Boy, I have a temper."

As he spoke, a golden soul power burst out from Qiandaoliu's body, and a light shining like the sun emerged in Qiandaoliu's palm.

The black sword energy was instantly shrouded in the breath of sacred light, and then gradually dissipated.

"The second soul skill, breaking the air!"

When the last word was spit out from Lu Yuan's mouth, the first, second and fourth soul rings on Lu Yuan's body lit up at the same time.

Nine unstoppable sword energy swept across, and the explosive force instantly caused the surrounding air to form energy vortexes.

"It's interesting."

A black light flashed under Qiandaoliu's feet, and a bounced his fingers, fifteen golden lights shot out from his fingers.

With the condensation of soul power, it transforms into fifteen golden swords.

"Boom..."

The collision of gold and black made waves of explosions, and the air waves generated by the collision caused almost all the houses on both sides of the street to collapse.

The residents in the town were glad that they ran fast enough just now. These people were all members or families of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect. When they saw Lu Yuan fighting with a soul master, they hurried to the sect to report the news.

"Fireworks flowing clouds!"

As a soul power surged into the soul bone of the right arm, the hot air waves spread out from the center of the long road, and in the blink of an eye it covered the surrounding area of ​​thirty meters.

"The third soul skill, sword formation!"

The air above the head was violently distorted, and thousands of light spots condensed in the air, followed by countless dense soul blades falling down with powerful pressure.

The angel mark on Qiandaoliu's forehead suddenly flashed, and the sacred energy of the six-winged angel condensed on the fist.

With a punch towards the sky, the energy fluctuations emitted formed a golden light shield above his head.

"Dingdingdingdingdingdingding..."

The golden light shield was like an umbrella supported on Qian Daoliu's head, blocking the black sword blade coefficient that looked like raindrops.

"Boy, are you just that little bit of strength?"

Although Qian Daoliu said that, he was worried that he didn't think so.

The six black and two red soul rings under Lu Yuan's feet were even drooling when he saw them.

If the most terrifying long sword in the hand of this kid can find the gods, I believe this kid will definitely be able to obtain the inheritance of the divine position.

"Old guy, let you see a big baby!"

While speaking, the seventh soul ring under Lu Yuan's feet suddenly expanded, and all the black flames rising from his body rushed into the sword body. The golden thread on the dark long sword was dazzling at this moment.

At the same time, a nine-meter-long black sword shadow appeared behind Lu Yuan. The black flames rising above absorbed all the surrounding energy, causing a gust of wind.

"Slash of the Earth!"

Amid the sound of the air, the terrifying aura locked on Qiandaoliu, and the nine-meter-long black giant sword slashed down at the same time.

A black light flashed under Qian Daoliu's feet, and fifteen small golden lightswords appeared around him. With the condensation of soul power, fifteen golden lightswords gradually moved closer together.

In the blink of an eye, he gathered into a large golden lightsaber, slashing towards the far away under the guidance of the thousand-dai flowing thoughts.

"Dingdang~"

With a loud thunderous roar, the contact points between the two giant swords of black and gold formed a powerful energy storm, tearing a crack about one meter wide to the streets of the town.

"The Eighth Soul Skill, Ultimate Judgment!"

A black giant sword tear through the air and fell from the sky, and a majestic aura spewed out from the tip of the sword and enveloped the thousand streams.

"Um?"

Qian Daoliu looked up at the sky, and the terrifying pressure surprised him.

Is there any martial soul on Douluo Continent that can suppress the six-winged angels in its breath?

It was simply incredible to him!

"Go!"

The golden soul power gathered between his palms, and a golden lightsword about three feet and seven inches long gradually condensed.

"break!"

Qian Daoliu shouted loudly, and his whole person turned into a golden light to face the black giant sword falling from the sky.

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The sword energy as thin as a cicada's wings flashed across the black giant sword, stirring up Mars all over the sky.
To be continued...