Chapter 334: This battle is worth Lu coughing up blood to write an article
Origin Lake, the island in the middle of the lake.
The giant whale let out a loud roar because he felt the origin lake on his back churning.
It can cause abnormal changes in the origin, which is an abnormality that will only occur when a strong person in the Infant Transformation Realm is born in the world.
However, soon, on the island in the middle of the lake, a wave of spiritual consciousness so powerful that the giant whale could not muster any resistance spread, as if to comfort him.
The giant whale calmed down and stopped making any sound.
On the Baiyujing Pavilion.
Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and held a chess piece in the other, tapping it lightly on the Phoenix Feather Armor.
The spiritual energy in his body was surging slightly.
Lei Liushui entered the Infant Transformation Realm and provided Lu Fan with a lot of spiritual energy. However, the spiritual energy commission of an Infant Transformation Realm was only better than nothing for Lu Fan now.
"Under Zhu Long's oppression, he entered the infant transformation..."
Lu Fan smiled, a little surprised.
What a pity...
It would be better not to enter the infant transformation, which would only add to the joke.
It became the worst infant transformation in history.
He was shot dead as soon as he broke through.
Transformed into the most brilliant blood-red fireworks.
Lu Fan didn't know what to say.
In fact, Lei Liushui should not have suffered such a miserable fate. However, in order to show his respect for the Infant Transformation Realm, Zhu Long exerted the power of semi-chaos that he had comprehended. Although it was not the complete power of chaos, it was also a power that surpassed the origin level.
Gathered on Zhulong's already powerful tail, with a jerk...
It would be strange if the fireworks were not beautiful.
Lu Fan regained his composure and stopped watching, because there was no suspense in this battle anymore.
The twenty-seven Nascent Souls were nothing in front of the transformed Zhu Long.
Besides, Zhu Long’s most powerful magical power has not yet been used.
The danger... does not exist.
Zhu Long, who has comprehended the power of chaos and has developed innate magical powers, is now able to fight to the same extent as Du Longyang and others.
The spiritual pressure chessboard glowed slightly.
Lu Fan held the chess piece and slowly put it down.
The breeze blew, and the green grass on the island swayed.
From time to time, one could hear the exclamations of Ni Yu and Xiao Yinglong when they saw the fireworks.
Everything seems so quiet and elegant.
…
Lei Liushui was confused.
Entering the infant transformation realm should be a happy thing, but why can't he be happy?
Looking at the dragon's tail that was constantly getting bigger in his eyes, even though he was at the Infant Transformation stage, he felt an irresistible sense of despair.
This girl is a dragon.
And it’s a very ferocious dragon!
Nascent Soul?
Lei Liushui's tears flowed down. No, this girl... was in the terrifying infant transformation stage.
Snap! It exploded with a crisp sound.
Lei Liushui's body was shattered by Zhu Long's tail, and a flourish of blood-red fireworks exploded in the air.
The rolling plane origin in the sky also came to an abrupt stop at this moment and dissipated quietly.
The world was shocked and even had difficulty expressing their feelings at the moment in words.
They saw a scene that they would never forget, a magnificent fireworks display.
Twenty-three Yuanying stage masters performed with all their heart and soul.
The practitioners from Tianyuan Domain who were hiding in the darkness were dumbfounded.
They were cold and shivering.
Looking at the blood-red fireworks exploding in the sky, each firework represented the body of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator being shattered.
They were blown up alive by an incomparably powerful and irresistible force! Just when the cultivators in Tianyuan Domain were feeling a little desperate...
Lei Liushui actually stood up in the desperate situation, broke the shackles in the desperate situation, and his realm was leaped forward, entering the infant transformation realm.
Lei Liushui felt that he had the strength to fight.
Lei Liushui unleashed an extreme attack and punched towards the dragon's tail.
After that...
Lei Liushui's body was blown apart.
A blood-red firework bloomed that was more gorgeous than any other Yuanying realm firework.
The practitioners in Tianyuan Domain all fell silent.
Tragic...
This is a scene that will be unforgettable for a lifetime.
under.
The imperial dragon energy surrounded Tan Tai Xuan's body, and his mouth was slightly open.
They couldn't see Zhulong transforming into a dragon.
However, they saw that in an instant, the twenty-three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, including the most powerful Lei Liushui who even exuded a repressive and terrifying aura of annihilation, exploded into a ball of blood mist.
Beautiful and sad.
Tan Tai Xuan was shocked.
The thousand Xuanwu guards behind him were also shocked.
Tan Tai Xuan, with dragon energy surrounding him, was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Thousands of words turned into just one sentence.
"Fuck, so ruthless!"
Miss Bamboo is mighty! The blood color dissipated, and the world was shrouded in the pungent smell of blood.
Zhu Long transformed into a human body, like a lady from a noble family living in seclusion in the boudoir, standing quietly on the bluestone.
The Nascent Souls of twenty-three Nascent Soul Realm masters fled for their lives like crazy.
If you don’t run away...you’re just waiting to die?
They now understood that this girl... was not in the Nascent Soul Stage at all, but in the terrifying Infant Transformation Stage! Lei Liushui, this idiot!
Bringing them here to die!
Yuanyings were floating in the air. They were not big, most of them were only the size of a fist.
Some people's Nascent Soul is only half the size of a fist.
After all, the cultivation of these twenty-three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators is both weak and strong! Zhu Long closed his eyes.
"Killing them all won't expose my bad temper."
Zhulong Road.
She raised her slender hand, and a thread of what seemed to be the power of chaos popped out from her finger.
Whoosh! The milky white silk thread was as fast as lightning.
Among so many infants floating in the air, the most conspicuous one is Lei Liushui.
The Nascent Soul stage in the Infant Transformation Realm could not help but be surrounded by thunder, and was even larger in size than other people's Nascent Souls.
It became Zhulong's first target.
"No!"
Lei Liushui's soul attached to the Nascent Soul came back to his senses.
He growled.
He activated the thunder around his Nascent Soul to protect it.
However.
Phew!
It was like an arrow piercing the skin.
A small hole appeared between Lei Liushui's Nascent Soul's eyebrows.
Just like the way the first Nascent Soul Realm master died.
Boom! A burning sensation instantly came over Lei Liushui, who only felt his soul collapsing and his spiritual consciousness extinguished...
He seemed to have turned into a pile of ash and dissipated into the sky.
The shortest-lived infant in history was born.
From breakthrough to fall, it took less than ten breaths.
The milky white energy surged rapidly without slowing down.
The Nascent Souls around them frantically consumed their spiritual consciousness and souls and began to flee at a rapid speed.
This is a devil's cave! However.
The milky white filaments were moving too fast to even catch his line.
Puff! Not as gorgeous as fireworks.
However, one by one, the Nascent Souls were annihilated and turned into ashes that drifted away.
It’s a horrifying scene.
The girl snapped her fingers and plucked the silk thread, and what disappeared were the Nascent Soul Realm beings.
Boom! In the sky.
There was a terrible breath bursting out.
"Miss Bamboo..."
A burly figure appeared in the distant distance.
"It's City Lord Du!"
"City Lord Du, help me!"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die... City Lord Du, save us!"
The desperate Nascent Soul Stage cultivators seemed to see hope.
At this moment, everyone called for help.
The phantom that emerged was exactly the phantom of Du Longyang's spiritual consciousness.
Zhu Long stood on the bluestone.
The cheeks slightly raised...
She knew that Du Longyang was very powerful, but... Zhu Long was not afraid of him.
Zhu Long felt that she was no weaker than Du Longyang.
"Miss Zhu, I apologize to you for them. These people will never step out of Tianyuan Territory again in this life. Please forgive them, Miss Zhu."
Du Longyang’s spiritual projection said.
After Lei Liushui broke through the infant transformation, his aura disappeared instantly. Du Longyang felt something strange and hurriedly attached himself to the aura of the nearest disciple from Wu Di City to send out his spiritual clone.
But I didn't expect such a scene to happen.
Twenty-three Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, how tragic and terrifying that would be.
Zhu Long raised her cheek slightly.
Regarding Du Longyang’s request.
She thought for three seconds, and finally, shook her head.
"No, if they die, no one will know that I have a bad temper."
Zhulong Road.
The words fell.
The silk thread that was stagnant in the void stretched and shot out again.
Du Longyang's shadow sighed.
"Miss Zhu, I'm sorry."
Buzz! A powerful gun power burst out.
The terrifying will roared and surged, colliding with the milky white silk thread.
However, Du Longyang's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Because his gun intent was actually shattered in this collision.
Puff, puff, puff! One by one, the Nascent Souls were pierced through their foreheads again and disappeared...
This is like a sad song.
But...it's all their own fault.
Du Longyang's shadow did not stay any longer.
He looked at Zhu Long deeply.
That milky white power... so strong.
What kind of power is that?
The wind blew, and Zhulong's clothes fluttered.
The sky was filled with blood mist and ashes that looked like burnt paper. These ashes were the product of the Nascent Soul's collapse.
The world is filled with sadness.
It was snowing all over, as if blood-colored snow was falling.
At the foot of Buzhou Peak.
A figure wrapped in a black robe stretched out his hand, and a piece of bloody ash fell on the palm of his hand which was entangled with vines.
The black-robed figure seemed a little lost.
turn out to be……
She doesn't need me.
Crushing the ashes, the man in black robe turned silently and disappeared at the end of the horizon.
…
Another battlefield.
Qinglong was almost unable to bear the pressure from the two Nascent Soul Realm masters.
The main thing is that these two people used magical weapons to hang him like they were flying a kite.
Qinglong's strongest part is his physical body. If he could hit them with one blow, the two men would surely die. However, the two men were hanging far away, which made the arrogant Qinglong so angry that the dragon scales all over his body could not help but open up.
In the void.
The two Yuanyings who have reached the Great Perfection stage chuckled.
It was very easy for them; they just had to hold back Qinglong, which was not difficult for them.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The two looked at each other and laughed.
"Would you like to try to slay a dragon?"
"It's unlikely. The Azure Dragon's scales are extremely strong and difficult to break... It's as difficult as ascending to heaven to slay a dragon."
The two shook their heads and finally gave up this tempting idea.
Qinglong was a little anxious.
It’s not that he can’t beat him.
The main thing is that neither of them wants to fight with him.
Faintly, as if sensing something, a hint of shock surged in Qinglong's dark golden eyes.
The next moment...
When a person used a magic weapon to shoot out a beam of energy and hit Qinglong.
Boom! A violent explosion occurred.
The blue dragon howled, its scales exploded, and dragon blood spurted out.
Familiar operation, five hundred meters in the bloody sky, exactly the same.
A low and unwilling howl came out from the depths of his throat! Roar! In the void...
The two Yuanying realm masters were stunned.
etc……
They didn't do anything?!
This blue dragon has thick skin and flesh, how come its blood could spurt out for 500 meters?
What did they do to break Qinglong's rock-solid defense?
However, when they came to their senses, their expressions changed drastically.
far away.
The twenty-three brilliant fireworks that exploded made them shudder.
“Damn it!”
"This dragon is playing us?!"
Buzz...
The void exploded.
Thick fog rolled in, and a colorful dragon tail emerged from the fog.
Bang!
The two Nascent Soul Realm masters had no time to escape...
Directly selected.
Two balls of blood mist exploded.
As for the Nascent Soul, it was pierced by the milky white thread and turned into dust and ashes.
Seeing this, Qinglong couldn't help but take a breath.
Stopped the bursting wounds on his body.
Big sister... so strong! ...
The leader of Nandou Mountain was horrified! He had lost all desire to fight.
The sky was filled with blood rain, and even the ashes of the shattered Nascent Soul! All twenty-three Nascent Souls, including Lei Liushui, were killed!
Oh my god!
Is this a demon cave? ! "Fight!"
After the Overlord's head was removed, his fighting power was restored to its full peak, and his demonic energy was surging, with the help of Sima Qingshan's painting of the ink-colored mountains.
It turned out that the axe hit the uneasy Nan Dou Mountain Sect Master! The Nan Dou Mountain Sect Master let out a miserable howl.
Half of his body was nearly split in half.
He fell to the ground, rolled over and got up, and fled away at high speed.
The Overlord stood halfway up the mountain, headless, burly and domineering.
Sima Qingshan sat cross-legged on the stone, the tip of his pen stained with ink, but he did not write again.
The leader of Nandou Mountain...escaped.
A Yuanying realm cultivator wants to escape.
They can't stop it.
Boom! However.
The leader of Nandou Mountain did not escape far.
Rich spiritual energy surges.
A shadow covering the sky swooped down from midair.
Bang! The ground cracked, as if it had been pulled out of the riverbed.
The Overlord's headless body and Sima Qingshan's body both trembled.
The body of the leader of Nandou Mountain was blown up.
The Nascent Soul leaped out, accompanied by a shrill howl, and was annihilated on the spot.
Twenty-seven Yuanying realm masters came from the east in a grand manner.
All is dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
The top of Buzhou Peak.
Zhu Long sat cross-legged on the bluestone, "Not a single one is missing, everything is neat and tidy."
The words fell.
Zhu Long raised her pretty face, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and looked in the direction outside Buzhou Peak.
there.
The hidden practitioners from the Tianyuan Realm fled out like crazy, crawling and tumbling.
Even the geniuses on the human list such as Zhong Nan, Xiao Yue'er, and Feng Yilou fled at the top of the ladder.
This Buzhou Peak... is a devil's den, a Jedi!
The place where twenty-seven Nascent Soul Realm masters died.
Just listening to it makes people scared in the middle of the night!
Many practitioners from the Wuhuang Continent were also scared away by Zhu Long.
Even though they are “our own people”, but… they are still a little scary.
Zhu Long ignored the people who were fleeing.
She took out the bamboo flute from her waist, put it to her lips, and began to play it slowly.
The melodious sound of the flute lingers on the top of Buzhou Peak.
…
Wolong Ridge.
Tianji Pavilion.
Mo Tianyu reached the top with his chest and belly exposed.
On the last stone staircase.
Lu Mu laughed loudly and punched his chest, blood spilt and stained the ink.
"On Buzhou Peak, the death of twenty-seven Nascent Soul Realm people was as brilliant as fireworks and as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."
The blood-colored words on the dark yellow paper are shocking.
This battle was worth him, Lu, coughing up blood to write an article! Mo Tianyu held the three copper treasures and smiled.
Lu Mudui looked at Mo Tianyu and smiled.
"Why didn't you go to Buzhou Peak to enjoy the fireworks?"
Mo Tianyu waved his sleeves and smiled, "No need to go."
"When the twenty-seven Yuanying realm masters from the Tianyuan Realm went to Beijun, I gave them a fortune-teller for free."
"I have never seen such a good fortune before. I couldn't bear it, so I calculated it twice... and the results were both very auspicious."
Mo Tianyu sat cross-legged.
Lu Mu held the bamboo sticks, and the two looked at each other and laughed heartily.
Coo coo.
The dove of heaven spreads its wings.
A white feather fell down and turned into a white light, sweeping across the sky.
…
Dongyang County, Emperor Wu’s City.
Secret room.
Du Longyang opened his eyes.
There was a solemn and helpless look on his brow.
"These idiots."
Twenty-seven people in the Nascent Soul stage.
Even Lei Liushui had entered the Infant Transformation realm, which means that one Infant Transformation and twenty-six Nascent Souls died in this battle!
It was an extremely brutal battle.
The reason... is that idiot Lei Liushui covets the Eye of Candle Dragon.
Although those who died were all Yuanying stage cultivators from second- and third-rate forces in the Tianyuan Domain, it was still a huge loss for the Tianyuan Domain.
My heart was moved.
Du Longyang sent the message out.
The great elder of Wudi City arrived quickly.
"Pass the news to Qiannu Palace, Juedao Sect, and Tianxu Palace..."
"Each of the four parties should send a Nascent Soul Realm to take over those second- and third-rate forces to prevent the situation from becoming too chaotic."
Du Longyang said.
The old elder was slightly startled.
He still didn't know what happened on Buzhou Peak.
However, since Du Longyang said so, he must have his reasons.
“Yes.”
The elder responded and stepped out.
soon……
An elder from Wudi City who was at the Nascent Soul stage came over with a pale face and a horrified look on his face.
He handed over a piece of dark yellow paper.
This is the Xuanhuang paper specially made by Tianji Pavilion in Baiyujing.
The news on it made the old elder's eyes sunken.
He finally understood what Du Longyang meant.
Du Longyang closed the door of the secret room again and sighed.
"What kind of power is that?"
Du Longyang stared.
The milky white power released by Zhu Long actually defeated his spear intent in an instant.
His gun intent is mixed with the Tao intent!
Although the Dao Yi has not yet reached the level of minor success, the increase cannot be underestimated.
"What kind of power is that..."
Du Longyang took a deep breath.
"Oh."
"Want to know what that power is?"
suddenly.
Du Longyang's scalp exploded!
Because, a burst of laughter was heard from his secret room.
Without anyone noticing, someone broke into the secret room, and he didn't even know? !
He turned his head sharply.
But I saw that in the darkness.
A young man in a white shirt sat upright in a wheelchair, looking at him with a half-smile.
(End of this chapter)