Chapter 393: Saint Lord-level Tool Man

Wuhuang Continent.

The world's protective power is collapsing at an accelerated rate.

Qi Liujia's face was solemn, as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He found Li Sansui and taught him everything he had learned throughout his life without hiding anything.

Afterwards, he left the sea and entered the immortal ruins. He sat cross-legged under the sundial, and as time accelerated, he began to deduce the formation, wanting to set up a stunning formation to protect the Five Phoenixes.

Even if he couldn't hold on, the formation he set up had to be able to hold on until Lu Fan's return.

And on the sea.

Without Qi Liujia's deterrence, the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters were imprisoned back in the ice tower.

However, many saints seemed to have learned something and were less anxious. Instead, they were all sneering and expectant.

They quietly waited for the disaster to come to this world.

Especially the golden boy and jade girl from the Black and White Holy Land, their faces were full of resentment.

Du Longyang, Ye Shoudao, the Empress and others also noticed something.

They were extremely solemn, sitting cross-legged on the soul platform and began to enter a state of seclusion, hoping to achieve the unity of their souls and become powerful.

Overlord, Nie Zhangqing, Ning Zhao and others also entered the immortal ruins to practice.

The entire Wuhuang is like a fast-running machine.

As the Five Phoenixes entered high martial arts, the world transformed, and all kinds of natural treasures emerged.

Many practitioners began to travel through mountains and rivers in search of opportunities.

In the early stage of the transformation of heaven and earth, the spiritual fruits and treasures that were born caused a bloody storm in the cultivation world.

Many sects of spiritual practice send their disciples to famous mountains and rivers, and to blessed places in search of opportunities.

Although during the battle, everyone was united against the enemy.

However, when faced with opportunities, disputes continue.

In fact, this is the real world of cultivation. Everyone wants to become stronger and is groping on the path to immortality.

During this period, practitioners who were exploring famous mountains, rivers, caves, and blessed places encountered a kind of practicing creatures called the demon race. Surprisingly, the cultivation level of these demon races was not weak.

Compete with humans for some magical medicines and fruits.

Some contradictions and conflicts broke out.

As the saying goes, there will naturally be huge conflicts with those who are not of our race. A war broke out between the demons and the cultivators in the process of competing for opportunities.

The casualties were not small, but now the demon clan is weak and the human race is strong, so the demon clan is suppressed.

As the battle breaks out, a demon king appears.

The Monkey King wielded a cold black iron stick and killed a Jindan realm cultivator who was slaughtering the demon clan with one stick, which intensified the conflict.

The Silver Wolf King, the Black Tiger King and other powerful demon king-level beings appeared and took charge of the demon clan.

Originally, these were just some minor disputes, but as time went by...

This conflict is gradually becoming more and more intense.

…

Beijun, Tailing, Wentian Peak.

The Great Xuan Palace.

All the ministers entered the palace and took their places under him.

Tan Tai Xuan was wearing gorgeous clothes and sitting high on a chair. Beside him, there were attendants reading the memorials submitted by the ministers one by one.

Because it is a court matter, most of it concerns people's livelihood. After Tan Tai Xuan came to power, he was most concerned about people's livelihood. The ministers also started from these directions and paid special attention to the lives of the people.

Tan Tai Xuan nodded slightly, sounding quite satisfied.

With the reappearance of the Five Phoenixes and the transformation of heaven and earth, the people of the whole world have become healthier and stronger. Both the grain production and the labor force are much stronger than before.

Moreover, the grains have become more abundant and are growing well. There are even signs of early maturity. Moreover, the quality of the early-maturing grains has not deteriorated at all, but is of higher quality.

Tan Tai Xuan smiled, very satisfied with it all.

His thoughts became clear, and even his imperial dragon energy became stronger.

As the ruler of the Great Xuan Kingdom, he should pay attention to everything about the people.

Only when the people live a good life can he sit comfortably on the throne, and his imperial dragon energy can become more stable and stronger.

After reporting on the people's affairs, Mo Ju on the side began to talk solemnly about the affairs of the cultivation world.

"Your Majesty, in the Great Xuan Territory, traces of demons have appeared in most of the blessed places. The battle between humans and demons has resulted in many casualties."

"And... the Endless Desert, the demon race and the demon continent are heading west, and there are alien races from the west ready to make a move."

"Your Majesty, do you still remember Liu Yuanhao?"

"This person sneaked into the Western alien races, formed a cult, and slaughtered the demon race. He used the demon crystals of the demon race to practice, and... deliberately put the blame on our Great Xuan practice world. The demon race is ignorant and can't tell the difference between the cult and the Great Xuan practitioners... I'm afraid they will be fooled."

Mo Ju said.

These are the information he collected. As the new master of the Great Xuanxue Palace, he is now mainly responsible for the affairs of the cultivation world.

Mo Beike has grown old and chooses to retire, so many things fall on Mo Ju.

"Cult?!"

"Hmph... the former leader of the Black Dragon Cult? You are just a coward. You can't even break my defense."

Tan Tai Xuan sneered.

"The demon race can't cause any big waves. There are only a few real powerful demons. If it really doesn't work, we can gather the army of cultivators from the Great Xuan Kingdom and flatten the Demon Continent."

"However, unless it is absolutely necessary, do not use the cultivation army."

Tan Tai Xuan Dao.

Mo Ju frowned.

There was nothing wrong with what Tan Tai Xuan said. Indeed, there were not many powerful monsters, but... the monsters had a strong reproductive capacity, and their cultivation method was different from that of humans. They cultivated with monster crystals, which had obvious advantages in today's transforming world, and many powerful monsters were born.

Mo Ju gave a few words of advice, but Tan Tai Xuan didn't take it seriously.

"No matter how fierce the demons are, they are still creatures of the Five Phoenixes. Our real enemies are outside the sky!"

Tan Tai Xuan put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.

Mo Ju wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally could only sigh.

What Tan Taixuan said was correct, but...

Mo Ju felt that the cult was the most troublesome and restless crisis.

…

Boom boom boom! On the vast and desolate continent.

The powerful energy is constantly spreading.

This is a corner of the Void Sky, a dilapidated continent that has long lost its vitality.

However, this continent is home to many powerful men with terrifying strength, and any one of them is enough to shake the Void Sky.

However, now, these strong men have gathered here to fight against each other.

In front of the palace, energy spread out in all directions, causing the earth to crack and the long mountain ranges to be interrupted.

However, the overflowing energy hit a corner of the palace but did not cause any damage.

Although Dang Wei's city gate was tightly closed and not even any light was flowing, it was able to withstand the pressure of the fight between these powerful men and did not break.

Obviously, in this seemingly peaceful city, there is an extremely terrifying and mysterious formation that protects the city from decay and harm.

Lu Fan sat on the Thousand Blade Chair, somewhat speechless.

He looked at the fight above his head and didn't know what to say.

These powerful men who appeared actually broke out into a fight in order to fight for the token in his hand.

Powerful auras intertwined, with dazzling divine light.

It almost seemed to blow everything up and break out of the void.

However, the attacks and energy fluctuations of these people should have shaken the entire void sky, but they were blocked by the regular patterns surging in the void.

Lu Fan's gaze focused, and the lines in his eyes flickered. He looked past the fighting warriors and into the void.

This area doesn't look simple.

Lu Fan took a deep breath.

The Holy Lord Beigong was furious, his whole body emitting brilliant light, and he threw out a shocking punch.

He alone was able to fight against several powerful men wrapped in black robes.

The energy these people exhale can collapse the void. They are all powerful men! Lu Fan was ignored.

In other words, no one paid attention to Lu Fan, a teenager in the Qi Condensation Realm with a bone age of only a few teenagers. In the eyes of these strong men, he was just a piece of fish on the chopping board, and they could manipulate him at will.

The token in Lu Fan's hand was theirs.

Lu Fan was actually happy to have some free time.

Leaning against the Thousand Blade Chair, watching the fight between these people.

I have to say, it’s very strong.

Even Lu Fan was somewhat amazed.

A powerful Saint Lord.

Whether it is the Holy Lord Beigong or those strong men hidden in the black robes, they are much more powerful than the eighteen powerful men they encountered before.

Of course, Lu Fan also saw that these strong men did not fight to the death.

Their fight was more of an exploratory one, just trying to make the other side retreat.

After all, the ancient tomb has not been opened yet, so there is no need to fight to the death.

Lu Fan watched for a while, and when he didn't see anything real, he looked away.

In front of him, a spiritual pressure chessboard appeared.

Leaning against the Thousand Blade Chair, Lu Fan smiled and began to set up the chess game.

The white piece falls on the chessboard.

Click.

The clear and crisp sound lingered in front of the palace.

Huh? In the distance, the black-robed warrior sitting on a bird of prey, watching the excitement, narrowed his eyes.

He felt an unusual energy.

Passing the battle of Saint Lord Beigong, he saw a young man leisurely playing chess in front of the city gate.

"Faced with the confrontation between so many Saint Lords, this person was able to remain calm and unaffected by the pressure?"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man on the back of the raptor, and he became slightly alert.

Having such a mentality means that this person is likely to have a backup plan, or he may have already given up on life and death.

Normally speaking, a young man who is only in the Qi Condensation Stage must be the latter possibility.

But, inexplicably, the man in black robe on the back of the raptor felt that the young man might have a backup plan.

"I must be crazy... I actually thought that a young man in the Qi Condensation Stage could have the trump card to deal with so many Saint Lords..."

The man in black robe shook his head.

Boom boom boom! The battle became more intense.

A dazzling golden fist pushed out, as if pushing a huge wave forward, making a deafening crash.

Saint Lord Beigong stood on the warship and let out a thunderous laugh.

He does have an extraordinary heroic appearance and extremely strong fighting ability.

"Are you worthy enough to compete with me?!"

Saint Lord Beigong's eyes sparkled as he threw punch after punch.

There seemed to be a golden shadow behind him, practicing boxing.

Several powerful men in black robes were suppressed by him and actually groaned, then retreated and did not fight with him.

After all, the emperor's tomb has not been opened yet, and if both sides suffer losses in a fight, it will only benefit others.

Saint Lord Beigong, with his hair flying, laughed heartily.

The next moment, his gaze shifted and fell on the young man in white who was in the Qi Condensation Realm.

It's time for him to take the token.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

With one more token, perhaps he could get one more opportunity in the emperor's tomb.

Saint Lord Beigong was surprised. He had thought that with such a terrifying confrontation, the aura would be enough to kill the Qi Condensation Realm cultivator. Even if not, the young man would be frightened.

However, looking at it now, the young man was actually setting up a chess game, and even looked a bit cool and casual.

With his white robe fluttering in the wind, he looked like a banished immortal.

Maybe he sensed the gaze of Saint Lord Beigong.

Lu Fan smiled at Saint Beigong, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up a chess piece from the floating chess box.

Right now.

Many powerful people noticed Lu Fan.

This was the figure that first appeared in front of the emperor's tomb.

"This boy... seems to be quite extraordinary. How come we have never seen through him?"

"Faced with a Saint Lord-level confrontation, he remained calm. Could this boy be a genius or a freak above the fifth level of martial arts?"

There were some powerful men floating in the void looking at each other.

These people no longer competed with Saint Lord Beigong for this boy's token.

In their view, the token is more of a qualification to enter the emperor's tomb, and one is enough.

Moreover, Saint Beigong is indeed very powerful, and there is no need to offend him just to get an extra token.

So, everyone gave up the fight.

“How courageous.”

Saint Beigong looked at Lu Fan and actually revealed an expression of admiration.

"Hand over the token and wait outside the Emperor's Tomb. When I return, I will accept you as my disciple."

Beigong Saint Lord said.

The words were like thunder, echoing before the city walls.

The smile on Lu Fan's face began to fade gradually, and he shook his head.

Saint Beigong's expression darkened.

"You have no right to refuse."

Beigong Sheng took the initiative.

He took a step forward, like a god or devil, and the sound of his foot stepping down was like the beating of a war drum.

Boom! The footsteps sounded like drums, stirring the blood in the human body.

This is an application of momentum.

Boom, boom, boom! The Holy Lord is on the move, his every step is like thunder!

Saint Beigong expected Lu Fan to show pain and submission on his face.

But soon, he was disappointed.

Because Lu Fan did not show any pain, nor did he surrender. He even looked as if he was in a spring breeze, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was... sneering.

Laughing?! Saint Beigong's eyes narrowed.

The strong men around were also surprised.

A Qi Condensation Realm person mocks the Holy Land Lord? Where does this boy get his confidence from? And the strong man sitting on the back of the raptor subconsciously felt a chill down his spine.

The young man rolled up his sleeves and made his move.

Click.

The crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the board interrupted the footsteps of Saint Beigong.

The next moment.

The chessboard seemed to shake.

In the void, at some unknown time, lines of formations began to fall.

Array pattern?! A strong man exclaimed in surprise.

The moment the formation pattern appeared, the strong man on the back of the bird of prey fled away instantly without any hesitation.

Crash! The array was like rain, and there was a glow covering the sky.

Inside the array, there are crisscrossing lines, which seem to be combined into a chessboard.

Some powerful men retreated quickly, trying to get out of the range of the formation.

But it was too late.

They were just busy watching the battle between Saint Lord Beigong and many powerful men, but formations had already been set up around them without anyone noticing.

Except for the strong man sitting on the back of the bird of prey who was extremely alert and escaped early, and the strong men who have not yet arrived.

Everyone else was enveloped in it.

"What are you doing?"

Saint Lord Beigong was not too panicked.

Boom! He threw a punch, domineering and powerful, trying to break the formation and jump out of the chessboard.

However, his fist light that was able to suppress the Venerable was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it seemed to have disappeared into nothingness.

This formation is extremely mysterious!

The young man sitting on the Thousand Blade Chair moved slowly.

With his white robe fluttering, he was actually moving towards the formation.

"I, Lu Ping'an, am not a petty person. If you want to take my token, then I won't bother you. I don't ask for much..."

"Just borrowing your token."

Lu Fan said.

Then, as if he had thought of something, Lu Fan looked at Saint Beigong from the side, raised the corner of his mouth, and added a sentence.

"You have no right to refuse."

"presumptuous!"

Saint Beigong was furious.

The powerful men who were trapped in the surrounding formations also showed expressions of astonishment.

This kid is really rampant!

He actually used Saint Beigong's words to mock Saint Beigong.

A strong man wrapped in a black robe wanted to walk and took a step, but he was blocked by the emerging array pattern.

Many people changed color.

This formation...separated them? !

Saint Lord Beigong laughed out of anger. He didn't expect that while he was coveting the token in Lu Fan's hand, Lu Fan was also coveting his token.

He stretched out his hand and slapped Lu Fan in the face.

The void seemed to be shaking, and the terrifying palm caused a violent tremor.

A person in the mere Qi Condensation Realm would surely be like an ant and would die with just one blow.

However.

Saint Lord Beigong saw that the young man took off the jade sword that was stuck on the jade crown.

The jade sword was swung lightly and slashed lightly in front of him.

Phew!

The palm of Saint Lord Beigong was directly cut off, and the energy in his palm dissipated on both sides.

The young man threw the jade sword up and it floated in the air.

The young man put his hands on the wheelchair armrests, twisted his neck, and then slowly stood up.

Hmm? Saint Beigong felt a chill inexplicably.

As the young man stood up, the white shirt on his gentle body began to gradually turn black, so dark that it looked like a black hole that swallowed up light.

Demonic energy... raging! "Special physique?!"

Saint Lord Beigong had a keen eye. Feeling the overwhelming demonic energy, his eyelids twitched in shock.

Lu Fan, who had transformed into the Demon Lord, smiled.

He was not quite sure about the combat power of the enhanced Immortal Demon Body.

Moreover, Lu Fan was not very familiar with how to use the power of the soul and the power of chaos.

Just in time...

It's rare to meet a Saint Lord-level tool man, oh no, a Saint Lord-level opponent.

It's just right for practicing.

The jet-black hair was flying, the black shirt was fluttering, and the demonic aura was surging.

Lu Fan, who had transformed into the Demon Lord, had eyes that became indifferent and as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

Slowly make a fist.

Boom! The power of the ninety-nine yuan spirit began to circulate.

My heart was moved.

The chaotic power of twenty-nine hertz shuttled through.

Lu Fan himself was a little curious.

This full-strength attack...how powerful is it!

The next moment.

Lu Fan disappeared as a residual image.

The demonic energy that left behind a human figure moving sideways appeared in front of Saint Lord Beigong.

Simple.

One punch, hammer down.

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