"Hiss, I didn't expect the fighting outside to be so intense. Fortunately, I led the Wuming Sect and we all stayed hidden to practice. Otherwise, we would inevitably be dragged into it."
Lu Xiaoran couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time, felt fortunate for his foresight.
If I were still in the imperial capital, I would inevitably be involved in it. How could I practice quietly like I am now?
Of course, these major events are more or less related to him, but Lu Xiaoran does not intend to take the blame.
For matters concerning the Nalan family, look for Nalan Hongyu; for matters concerning the monsters, look for Song Xinian’s old enemy, the rich brother. What does this have to do with him, Lu Xiaoran?
After all, you can't just stand there and let others chop you down, right?
Just like that, he let the outsiders fight as they pleased while he continued to practice with his disciples. Without being disturbed by outsiders, he survived as long as he could. He estimated that in about two years, he would be able to successfully enter the Emperor Realm and become a great emperor-level expert.
By then, even if he really faced an emperor-level master, he would be able to fight him.
stable!
Moreover, he already knew the tactics of Zhuge Fei'er, Zhuge Ziqiong's nemesis.
The God of War Shura is extremely powerful and has unrivaled strength, and he also has a large number of powerful and accomplished beings under his command.
However, this time, the monster cholera that happened by accident should also be able to prevent them from improving during this period of time.
The Son of Luck's tactics are generally not improved during battle, but after battle.
At that time, while the opponent had just finished a battle and had not yet had time to use the resources in his hands to upgrade, he took the opportunity to steal a tower.
Perfect.
In addition, from this incident, Lu Xiaoran felt that his luck had improved a lot. He had achieved something unexpectedly and with just a small move he had caused the other party to suffer heavy losses.
I don’t know if it’s because I ate the golden dragon of luck, but my good luck is clearly shifting to my side.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran also took out the three golden dragons of fortune that he had opened earlier in the map of mountains, rivers and the country.
Still using the old method, take out the imperial spear, insert it through the hole below, and stab it all the way to the throat, then apply oil, light a fire and grill it, apply oil again, grill it again, apply oil again, and repeat this cycle over and over again, until it is roasted until it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside like the Golden Dragon of Qi, then sprinkle it with sesame salt, chili powder, and pepper and eat it clean.
In the Eternal Forest, in the main hall of the Nalan Family, the clan leader Nalan Tingtao had an extremely gloomy expression on his face.
“The Nalan family’s heirloom has been lost, and now, we have lost several powerful masters one after another.
How can the dignified Nalan family keep its dignity? "
The Nalan family elders also looked unhappy.
You know, tens of thousands of years ago, the Nalan family had a powerful Martial Emperor.
And not just one.
To this day, even though the Nalan family has declined, it is still a force in the Eternal Forest.
Although there is no Martial Emperor in the family, there is still a Martial Saint.
It is precisely because of this that the Nalan family has been able to occupy a place in the ancient forest full of strong people and continue to do so.
However, such a powerful Nalan family was actually killed by a small dynasty outside, and several of its core members were slaughtered.
Who can endure this humiliation?
If this news gets out, how will the noble families in the entire Wangu Linhai view the Nalan Family?
"The Great Zhou Dynasty must be sanctioned."
"There is no need for any more nonsense. This time, let's just destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Nalan Tingtao's eyes flashed with a frightening murderous intent.
"It seems that it is time to invite an elder from the Nalan family."
Everyone was shocked.
Are all the elders of the Nalan family going to be invited out?
My God, the patriarch is playing it too big this time.
You know, that is the most important trump card of the entire Nalan family, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.
There is no other reason, just because he is the Martial Saint!
The two words "Martial Saint" are enough to explain everything.
No praise or compliments are needed.
For them, becoming a Martial Saint is something they can only dream of for their entire lives.
This time, the family was a little more stable.
On the other side, in the Wuming Sect, another year passed in the blink of an eye.
During the past six months, the strength of the entire Wuming Sect has been rising sharply.
Song Xinian's improvement is considerable, and he has officially entered the realm of great perfection of Martial Honor.
Because his aptitude was already very strong, and he had not met Lu Xiaoran before, and did not have such a strong reserve supply of elixirs, he was unable to improve his cultivation to a strong enough level.
It can be said that for Lu Xiaoran, the stronger the aptitude, the faster the cultivation level increases.
With abundant resources, the price has increased by several times or even dozens of times compared to other sects.
Li Changsheng has reached the second level of Martial Honor and has the opportunity to enter the third level of Martial Honor at any time.
After all, his aptitude is not bad, and his cultivation is much stronger than Song Xinian's, so naturally his improvement will be greater.
However, if things continue like this, it won’t be long before Song Xinian surpasses him.
Fang Tianyuan and Zhuge Ziqiong both improved rapidly, with one reaching the eighth level of Martial Emperor and the other reaching the fifth level of Martial Emperor.
Although not as good as Li Changsheng and the others, it is still considerable and has also improved my cultivation a lot.
Ji Wuxia was a little inferior, but he had also broken through to the second level of Martial Emperor.
"By the way, Li Ge, that brat, ate another divine beast egg of mine. How about his cultivation level, it must have skyrocketed?"
However, when Lu Xiaoran saw Yun Lige's cultivation level, he fell silent again.
The first level of Martial Emperor.
This level of cultivation is neither high nor low.
Even if you don't eat the beast egg, it's still pretty good.
After all, Li Ge’s qualifications are there, very low.
However, even after eating the egg of the divine beast, he still could not surpass Ji Wuxia. There was nothing he could do about it.
In fact, Lu Xiaoran knew in his heart that if he wanted Yun Lige to become stronger, he would have to at least wait until Yun Lige stepped into the divine realm and fully exerted the special effects of his soul.
Only by devouring more souls can he improve his talents and become stronger.
But on the mainland, he couldn't find the Soul Devouring at all.
With the help of his disciples' hard work, Lu Xiaoran's own cultivation was also improved to the ninth level of Martial Saint. He was only one small level away from the Emperor Realm and he immediately broke through.
Lu Xiaoran also opened a lot of good things, basically all of the best divine grade, so many that they were almost piled up into a small mountain in the Mountain and River State Map, so that when he looked at the imperial weapons now, it really seemed like garbage.
At this time, the Qin Empire was said to have put down the monster rebellion.
Zhuge Ziqiong's younger sister does have some abilities.
As a girl, she managed to drive all the extremely arrogant monsters, which had caused headaches for the five major legions of the Qin Dynasty, back to the Taigu Mountains.
This made Lu Xiaoran dare not be careless, and he had to work harder and urge his disciples to speed up their training.
Otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat the opponent if he met him.
I had planned to keep quiet for a few more months, until this day, when an accident happened.
On this day, not long after the war in Daqin stopped, an extremely powerful force suddenly appeared in the territory of Dazhou.
This force is so powerful that it is frightening. Even a martial arts master would find it difficult to withstand it.
When the opponent's pressure came over the sky of the Great Zhou Dynasty, no one in the Great Zhou Imperial City dared to move.
It was no longer a feeling of crushing or not crushing. It was like the sky was collapsing, making it impossible for people to muster any desire to resist.
Facing him, the only options are surrender and death.
Even running away is impossible.
Several elders of the Great Zhou royal family, powerful warriors at the Martial Honor level, suppressed their inner fears and flew into the air for the sake of the Great Zhou imperial city.
I saw clouds rolling in from the void.
The thunder and lightning were surging and flashing, and the pressure made people feel at a loss. Even the Martial Master was frightened and seemed to have turned into a child.
At this moment, the other party has not yet arrived, and the entire imperial capital, the rules between heaven and earth, seem to have fallen into the control of the other party.
A moment later, a figure came out from above the clouds.
Every step he took looked like a normal mortal walking, but in fact, his speed was beyond everyone's imagination.
All the masters of the Great Zhou royal family could not help but shrink their pupils, speed up their heartbeats, and even hold their breathing.
saint!
Transcend the mundane world and become a saint.
For people like them, it is already a symbol comparable to that of God.
When the opponent attacks, he doesn't need any powerful and complicated moves. Just a thought, a look, or a word is enough to cause a devastating blow to them.
The moment they saw each other, the other party had already arrived in front of them.
Just a glance at them made everyone shiver uncontrollably, their hair stood on end, and they felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave.
Among them was a master of the royal family who had just stepped into the realm of Martial Honor. At this moment, he fell to his knees on the ground because he could not bear the pressure from the opponent. He was completely unable to muster any desire to resist.
"You are guilty."
The other party spoke lightly and uttered four words. Just these four words, like a thunderclap, exploded directly in the minds of everyone in the entire imperial city.
Those whose cultivation was too low had their eyes shaken to the point of bloodshot, and their nostrils and eardrums bleeding.
Those with slightly higher cultivation levels also had their souls trembled. They gritted their teeth and held on, unable to bear it at all.
At this moment, facing the masters of the holy realm, the so-called martial arts master who could guard an entire dynasty alone seemed so insignificant and helpless.
Just like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
After reaching the holy realm, the opponent not only completely crushed the Martial Master in terms of momentum, but also mastered some of the power of rules.
Every word and action must be followed by the law. Use the power of rules to force victory!
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