Chapter 478 Li Yun, Qingyun Sword Sect

The young man opposite looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a red and white brocade robe, a golden crown, a long sword on his waist, and carrying his hands on his back. He didn't step on his feet, and stood in the void, with a hint of audacity on his face. He looked at Xin Zhuo, and there was a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

Xin Zhuo was wrapped in true energy and Wu Yun, and stood in the air, feeling...

It seemed like I was careless and stopped an opponent with good strength.

The other party didn't take action, and he didn't take action directly. Taking action is sometimes not necessarily a good choice.

The young man opposite didn't know what to think, but he didn't take action.

There were waves of fighting sounds from afar, and the two of them seemed a little dull.

After a while, the young man smiled faintly: "Li Yun, Qingyun Sword Sect, is in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, 118 years old. What is your name? What level is it? How dare you stop me?"

His tone was a little hesitant, and he seemed to be curious about what the people here looked like.

Xin Zhuo automatically ignored the arrogance in his mouth and asked curiously: "Mid-stage Jindan? Have you cultivated a golden elixir in your stomach? How many layers of your golden elixir are dizzy? Ten layers of dizzy are the son of the gods in heaven and earth, and they are unparalleled in the world?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, the arrogance on his face disappeared a little, and he became a little confused.

Xin Zhuo continued: "The later stage of the Jindan stage is the late stage of the Jindan stage? The great perfection of the Jindan? Then the golden elixir in the body becomes an infant. Is it the Nascent Soul? Can it be teleported in the Nascent Soul stage? Can it take over others after death, right?"

The young man looked shocked and hesitated: "Is it because of the senior? How did you take over the pariah in the lower realm?"

Of course, the secret of the immortal cultivator will not be known to the people here, but why does this person know so clearly?

Xin Zhuo's interest increased greatly and said, "After the Nascent Soul, the Transformation of God, the Combination of God, the Combination of God, the Tribulation, the Mahayana, and then ascend to the Immortal Realm?"

The surprise on the young man's face disappeared little by little, and then turned into gloomy.

Xin Zhuo paused, thinking... Maybe he was a disarray?

"All nonsense, die!"

The young man was surrounded by a sharp fairy spirit. He stretched out his hand and made a long sword unsheathed.

However, before his sword was completely unsheathed, Xin Zhuo had already taken a step faster and waved his hand to go.

"Boom boom boom..."

A thunder and lightning technique was hit in front of the head, followed by the second, third, fourth, and ninth!

Thunder and lightning techniques do not count, there are also ice roars, one, two... ninety-nine.

Full of firepower, all covered!

Just take action and do your best!

Moreover, his "Fa Wu Tong You Xuan" is particularly different from other innate earthly immortals. Not only did he break through in the Martial Sea, but he also passed the blessing meridians of Wangyue Well. His martial rhyme is extremely strong, and the [Nine-Turn Supreme Glazed Art] is at least nine times that of the immortals in the same realm, and he can use it infinitely without reservation.

I heard the lightning and a heart-wrenching scream came from the roar of ice: "The bad guy, what kind of hell is this? How could a bad guy be like this? I want to kill you!"

It flashed out, a brocade dress was torn and there were many ice slugs hanging. Two pieces of thighs were exposed outside without leaving, their hair was messy, and there was an extra mirror in their hand.

However, before he could take action, Xin Zhuo's figure flashed again, and the "his horse's escape technique" turned into nine horses galloping, sparkling, dazzling.

The young man was stunned and lost his target. Then he shook the mirror, and a dazzling light emitted from the mirror, and then... the light faded.

I saw a pitch-black Fangtian painting halberd piercing through his heart.

“Ah…”

The young man's eyes were blood-red, his face was pale, and with extreme reluctance, a golden light lit up in his dantian.

Xin Zhuo felt an indescribable danger covering his whole body, and he couldn't escape. He immediately wrapped nine layers of Wuyun with his left hand, and tried his best to penetrate the young man's dantian, and squeezed out the golden elixir, wrapped it with Wuyun and true energy, countless layers.

By the way, he pulled out a long halberd, smashed the young man's head, and then smashed his body into pieces and kicked it down the abyss with one kick.

This series of decisive kills only took a moment.

The constantly expanding "golden elixir" in his hand was slightly slower.

He threw it down casually, and a strong explosion came after a few breaths, but it was no longer hurting him.

"call……"

Xin Zhuo took deep breaths and then relieved the fear in his heart. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked back and saw that the fight ahead had ended. Thousands of people on the entire ship were looking over in surprise.

Miss Yaya blinked: "Do you fight with people like this on weekdays?"

Just now, Xin Zhuo had no temptation and tried his best to seize the initiative everywhere. The overwhelming bombing was really amazing, but wasn’t he the Earth Immortal of “the power of melee soldiers”? Zhancheng has been written and created!

Xin Zhuo nodded, jumped, climbed onto the deck, looking at his nose and his heart.

At this moment, the fight scene in the "slit" has stopped, and the "monsters" outside the "slit" have receded, and the warriors of the sea of ​​bitter fell into the building complex one after another. On a huge sea of ​​clouds, there was a group of people waiting.

Miss Yaya waved: "Fallen!"

The "spaceship" sailed hundreds of feet and landed steadily on the cloud sea platform.

Thousands of people got off the boat, and a group of people opposite him came up under the leadership of several old men and old women, bowed and said, "Did the immortal rushing formation shock the eldest lady?"

The girl Yaya chuckled and said, "It's okay, I am here to kill the enemy. This time, the sixty-eight innate immortals and three thousand seven hundred and fifty-six venerables are enough?"

"Enough!" An old man nodded and clasped his fists at Xin Zhuo and thousands of others: "You are tired of sailing, so go and rest."

Hundreds of people in black robes were already stained with blood in the distance, and they were greeted by neatly black robes: "Please follow me to your residence!"

...

A group of soldiers from Zhancheng were assigned to a building by themselves, and Xin Zhuo, the princess and Ni Cangtian, who had been forced to come up, were divided into a room.

The house is quite large and quaint, with bookcases, tables, weapons and futons available.

However, at this moment, I was in the room and couldn't tell where I was in the big crack building complex.

Almost as soon as the four of them settled down, it started raining outside again, as fine as silk, but the color was no longer dark red, but normal clear rain.

Not only that, the house is surrounded by flowers, plants and trees, which is completely different from the desolate and desolate near the city of Zhan.

Xin Zhuo walked to the window and looked around, and suddenly felt... he missed home even more.

"I miss homesick!"

Ni Cangtian walked aside at some point, "I still like the outside world, unrestrained and free. It seems that this place is just for the sake of killing, all of which are pitiful people!"

“So, what should we do?”

Zanglong sat bored on the windowsill, clasping his nails, "You have seen it all the way after getting off the boat. This ghost place itself is very special. I can't see anything else special. The old man said... I haven't seen the wind in all domains!"

Ni Cangtian frowned. To be honest, he didn't know where the winds of the world were.

"I just asked the girl who led the way." The princess sat cross-legged on the cushion and said, "There is a library in Jiath 13 Pavilion where soldiers can read various classics at will without any compensation. Why not go over and take a look?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!