Loss!

Loss, loss, loss, loss!

If Lu Xiaoran’s disciple can defeat a God, how powerful must Lu Xiaoran be?

This time I suffered a huge loss!

Everyone cast resentful glances at Mr. Lu.

The look in his eyes clearly said: You old fox, your grandson's cultivation is obviously extremely powerful, but you lied to us and said that your grandson's cultivation is not that good, so you don't want to marry into our family.

In the end, it turns out that your grandson was so awesome that you didn't even like us.

Mr. Lu coughed lightly and didn't say a word the whole time.

After all, it's not his fault. Who told him to just say that Lu Xiaoran's qualifications were not good, and all of you in Piao Miao Sect wanted to cancel the engagement immediately? And he also gave us so many divine crystals and mystical artifacts.

Can we be blamed for this?

You can only blame yourselves.

If you had persisted a little longer, wouldn't you have to be so sad and upset?

Now my heart aches and my blood is dripping.

But, you know what, this feeling of pretending to be cool is much more enjoyable than being low-key.

Before, I pretended that my grandson was not strong enough, so I rejected the marriage proposal. Although I didn’t feel it was shameful, after all, the Lu family was nothing to the Piaomiao Sect.

But now, being able to hold my head up in front of Piaomiao Sect, this feeling is like going to the toilet to take a poop, holding it in for a long time, and finally letting it out. It feels so good!

At this time, the battle between the two gods in the sky and Jun Bu Jian became more and more intense.

The spatial fluctuations above the sky began to produce tiny ripples, like water waves.

This is the power of space, and it is beginning to show signs of fluctuation.

When he was in the lower realm, he was at the level of Martial Honor and could already shake up a bit of the force of space. However, compared to the force of space in the divine realm, the force of space there was much, much weaker and could not compare to the force of space in the divine realm at all.

However, with the combat power of the three being at the level of God Lords, attacking at the same time, this level of attack power is enough to shake the spatial force of the God Realm.

At this time, the thirteen God Emperors also set their sights on the Piao Miao Sect below.

“I never thought that this Piao Miao Sect actually has a divine beast with the cultivation level comparable to that of a God. However, although he is comparable to a God, it is impossible for the people below to also be comparable to God, right?”

Everyone showed vicious yet complacent looks.

"Kill them all!"

Piaomiao Sect is as famous as Fenghuo Sect, and even its resources are slightly better than Fenghuo Sect. If they can annex Piaomiao Sect and then take over all of its resources, Fenghuo Sect's strength will definitely be raised to a higher level.

The Fenghuo Sect is now just a second-rate sect. If it can devour the Piaomiao Sect, perhaps it can leap into the top of the second-rate. In the future, if it can cultivate one or two God Emperors, it will be a truly first-rate sect in the God Realm.

This is also the path that every sect in the divine world must take.

By devouring other sects and then strengthening itself, when it reaches a certain level of strength, a siphon effect will occur.

Then absorb more talents and more powerful people.

The sect will continue to become stronger and absorb more geniuses, repeating the cycle over and over again.

Perfect!

The people from Piao Miao Sect below have already noticed the purpose of these thirteen Divine Emperors.

"They are coming down! Be on guard!"

Thirteen Divine Emperors are approaching. Even if their momentum is not as strong as that of a Divine Lord, it is far from something that ordinary people can easily match.

The thirteen God Emperors were so powerful and imposing that the cultivators below the God King realm were unable to move. The disciples below the Ten Domain Martial Gods all fell to their knees. Some of the new disciples, faced with this powerful aura, vomited blood directly, and their bones creaked as if they were about to be crushed alive.

Even some elders of Piao Miao Sect and masters of the Divine King Realm like Grandpa Lu were still unable to withstand this pressure. Their muscles trembled all over their bodies, and even though they could move, they were unable to exert their full strength.

This is also the reason why Lu Xiaoran, Han Gao and others have always been afraid of fighting against masters with higher cultivation levels.

Because there is a huge difference between each level of the cultivators.

The difference between high-level cultivators and low-level cultivators is not just in combat power, but also in the innate powerful pressure they have on them!

They were also thankful that they possessed the ability to fight across levels, otherwise, they would have probably been killed long ago, and would not have come to this day.

Faced with the combined pressure from these thirteen Divine Emperors, the face of the Piao Miao Sect's leader became extremely solemn.

He is just one God Emperor, and it is really difficult for him to deal with thirteen God Emperors!

But just when everyone was extremely nervous, a blade light suddenly burst out from the crowd and shot straight into the sky!

The sword intent of this knife is extremely sharp. It cuts through the air with the sword. All the divine powers avoid it wherever it passes, allowing the sword intent to spread thousands of feet high, and it can still exert its strongest power!

The blade flashed, as if cutting the sky apart. People's eyes lit up for a moment, and in just that instant, the pressure on their bodies suddenly decreased by 10%!

The only ones who could look up at the sky were the Master of Piaomiao Sect, the other Divine King Elders, and Old Man Lu. Their pupils constricted and the hairs on their bodies stood up.

Because they clearly saw that after the blade light flashed, it actually split the body of one of the powerful God Emperors alive, splitting his body directly in half. Even the soul behind him did not escape and was chopped into pieces, completely disappearing into thin air!

They knew that it was Lu Xiaoran’s apprentice who took action again!

But this disciple is a little too powerful, isn't he?

Kill a powerful God Emperor in one strike!

Even though this Divine Emperor is just a Divine Emperor who has just entered the first level of Divine Emperor, he is also a real Divine Emperor!

Under the hands of Lu Xiaoran's apprentice, he couldn't even survive a single blow?

Are all of Lu Xiaoran's disciples so perverted?

Lu Xiaochen was silent for a moment, then he said:

"Grandpa, tell me, if I ask Xiao Ran to be my master, will Xiao Ran accept me?"

"I don't think so."

"Why?"

"Do you think the person who can be Xiao Ran's apprentice is an ordinary person? The qualifications of these three people are probably far beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

Having said that, in fact, Mr. Lu has been secretly thinking in his heart that when he returns to the Lu family, he will also ask Xiao Ran whether he still wants to accept disciples.

In front of others, Xiao Ran still calls him Grandpa, but behind others' backs he can call Xiao Ran Master.

As for whether it was a loss of face or not, he didn't care at all.

Isn’t it great to have the ability to fight across levels?

After killing a Divine Emperor with one sword, Song Xinian stepped forward, holding a long sword with profound meaning, and rushed straight into the sky.

After the initial shock, the twelve Fenghuomen Emperors became completely enraged.

"This beast actually killed one of our elders!"

"Don't let him go!"

The twelve Divine Emperors attacked at the same time, with an overwhelming pressure that shook the earth.

Twelve spiritual souls of different colors and shapes fell rapidly like twelve meteors.

These twelve Divine Emperors almost immediately launched their full strength attack without any room for holding back.

Song Xinian stepped forward and slashed several times with his sword. Behind him, the soul of a long sword was suspended.

This sword is ninety-nine feet and nine centimeters long, and it does not seem to be as huge as the opponent's soul. Its size is not big enough to face the Divine Emperor, even when facing a normal soul at the level of a Divine King.

But the domineering aura, murderous spirit, sharp aura, and supreme intention released from it seem to be enough to dominate the world!

With the help of the amplifying power of the soul, every strike of Song Xinian's sword was filled with supreme sword intent, and had a momentum of looking down on the world and killing everything!

Every time the sword struck the twelve God Emperors, their bodies actually shook violently and their speed slowed down.

The momentum of the twelve God Emperors was disrupted again and again by Song Xinian's chopping!

If they were not powerful Divine Emperors, if their recovery speed was not so strong that they could make up for the lack of momentum the moment their momentum was cut by the sword intent, they would probably have been disrupted in the face of Song Xinian's sword intent.

Even so, these twelve God Emperors did not get away with it so easily.

Originally, the distance of tens of thousands of meters should be easily reached in an instant for them, the powerful God Emperors, and it would not even take a second.

But, here, everyone spent a full ten seconds!

Ten seconds, which means that everyone's speed was reduced by dozens of times due to Song Xinian's interception!

But these are the twelve powerful Divine Emperors!

Twelve Divine Emperors!

These are no small fry. After they go out, they can easily set up a second-rate sect!

And at this moment, Song Xinian is just a powerful God King!

Then if he reaches the level of God Emperor, God Sovereign, or even God Emperor, what kind of outstanding performance should he have?

This question began to be deeply considered in everyone's mind.

Finally, the twelve powerful God Emperors landed down, right on top of Song Xinian’s head.

The spirits of the twelve people began to bloom in various colors. They looked beautiful, but they were like the red spider lilies on the road to the underworld, full of the temptation of death!

"Now, let's see what else you can do!"

An elder of Fenghuo Sect roared with bloodshot eyes, and twelve people suppressed him at close range at the same time. All attacks of different colors fell on Song Xinian.

Boom boom boom——!

The explosions became louder and more intense each time.

The place where Song Xinian was located directly turned into a golden ball of light, as if a new sun had appeared in the sky.

Li Changsheng folded his hands across his chest and smacked his lips.

"Twelve people have a big appetite. With Lao Liu's current teeth, he may not be able to finish it.

Never mind, I'll just give you a hand."

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