Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 941 The Heartless and Unrighteous Person
The atmosphere in the room was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Suddenly, a violent sound ignited the gunpowder.

I saw that the tables and chairs in the room were suddenly shattered into powder.

Luo Chen's beard almost stood on end, his eyes widened.

Seeing Luo Chen, the old man in black, getting angry, the saint in white was displeased, and said coldly, "After so many years, what are you still insisting on? Don't tell me you're just watching so many people in Jianmingtang huddled in this holy city forever? Then Disappear little by little?"

The saint in white was very emotional, stood up and shouted at Luo Chen.

He is also a saint and is not afraid of Luo Chen.

Luo Chen still shook his head, his eyes were cold and he said, "This is my principle, no one can shake it, you are rebellious."

"The dynasty has been destroyed for thousands of years, and it no longer exists. It is not a backstop for me to accept the conditions of the Heartless Sword Master and join them. It is a wise move, and it is to seek a way out for Jian Mingtang."

The sage in white couldn't bear this kind of shrunken life, and had long wanted to surrender.

But Luo Chen is pedantic.

"If you want to surrender to the imperial court, I, Luo Chen, can't stop it, but have you forgotten the Feixue Sword Master? Have you forgotten those people who died in my Jian Mingtang? Do you want to surrender to such ruthless people as the Heartless Sword Master? "

Luo Chen stood up slowly, staring sharply at the saint in white.

"Of course I haven't forgotten this, even the emperor is gone, what are we going to fight with!"

The white-clothed saint's momentum suddenly weakened a little.

"I don't have the right to hear these words today. It's still the same sentence. If you want to surrender, you can go, but this only represents you alone."

Luo Chen took a deep look at the saint in white, then turned and left.

"Hmph, you old bastard, don't think that I don't know that you secretly contacted the group of people in Tianyahaige, and you did this to put the entire Jianmingtang in danger, even the Tu Sheng who was backed by the Dark Lord Even if they can't beat Emperor Mu Xing, it's like hitting a stone with an egg."

Looking at Luo Chen's leaving back, a chill flashed in the eyes of the saint in white.

On the isolated peak, there was only one figure, entwined by strands of black storms.

During this time, Lu Feng was devastated, and his body was scarred by the black sword energy.

But at the same time, the benefits he got were great.

If someone could take a closer look at Lu Feng's body, although his skin was covered with scars, there was an incomparably surging power of qi and blood in his body.

Practicing here is more effective than practicing outside.

Blue rays of light continuously surged from his body. Originally, 310 and 330 Dao were his limit, but now it has directly reached [-] and [-] Dao.

You know, every additional dragon mark boost is a terrifying force.

From a distance, it seemed that there was a green dragon dominating the sky and earth covering Lu Feng.

The moment the punch hit, the whole world seemed to shake, and then spider web-like cracks spread at an astonishing speed.

And he looked down slowly, the dragon pattern on his chest was lifelike, and then quickly sank into his body.

What makes him a little helpless is that the physical strength of the Qinglong Zhenquan is one aspect, and if he can get a large amount of dragon blood in the saint realm, he can cultivate it to an extremely deep level.

But Saint Realm dragon blood is too cherished, and Lu Feng didn't buy much during this time.

"It's time to leave, there is still one day before the opening of the Holy Land."

Lu Feng felt the majestic power in his body, and the sword intent on the isolated peak no longer had much effect on him.

boom!
Nine suns shattered the sky, one sun at Lu Feng's feet exploded one after another, and suddenly the wind roiled, and the dark storm was instantly torn apart, at an incredible speed.

And with the opening of the Qinglian Holy Land one day away, the atmosphere in the entire Holy City has reached its limit.

In Qinglian Holy Land, Qinglian Sword Ancestor left behind infinite and wonderful opportunities, and some people even obtained the method of sanctification from them.

But only a few people know that the most precious thing in Qinglian Sacred Territory is not these, but the secret left by Qinglian Sacred Ancestor.

This secret, even the Holy Land people don't know what it holds.

I don't know how to unlock this secret.

When Lu Feng returned to the Juggernaut Mansion, he first looked towards the direction of Xuanqing's retreat, and he was still accumulating.

He didn't care about resting, and immediately called Yunyang, and asked him to secretly investigate Jian Mingtang's information.

Yunyang nodded, thinking that Lu Feng would be able to know some news when he came out of the holy realm.

When the sun sets at dusk, when the bluebird returns to its nest.

Lu Feng sat on a hillside with several jars of spirits beside him to calm himself down.

"Brother, did you find out about Jian Mingtang?"

You Ruo came over, poured him a glass of strong wine, and then drank a glass himself.

"I met them by chance, but their situation is not very good." Lu Feng nodded.

"The Sword Master Feixue died thousands of years ago, and the Sword of Feixue is now in the hands of the Eighth Prince of Mu Xingdi Dynasty. According to You Ruo's guess, the Jianmingtang here should be the group of survivors who stayed in the holy city to open the sword hall. .”

You Ruo thought carefully and said.

"That's why I'm eager to know the exact news about them."

Lu Feng said softly.

"Thousands of years have passed, so it's hard to guarantee that there will be some surprises, and it is said that the Ruthless Sword Master Mu Beitian's sanctification is the holy source that absorbed the Feixue Sword Master. He is really a heartless and ruthless person!"

You Ruo's expression suddenly turned cold, and only spirits could suspend the chill.

Lu Feng nodded, and stroked the soft black hair on his head.

Under the setting sun, two figures were stretched by the setting sun.

And the side has long been filled with countless empty wine jars.

When a sword-like sound spread throughout the holy city, an extremely dazzling sunlight was projected from the sky, and countless piercing sounds resounded through the sky.

Qinglian Holy Realm opens!
Lu Feng looked up at the sky, and the space twisted into a sword shape pointing in one direction. After bidding farewell to You Ruo, he left immediately.

Within half an hour, Lu Feng appeared in a mountain range with dense forests.

There are already countless dense figures waiting there.

Although only a small group of people were recognized by Qinglianjian, this did not prevent them from coming here to join in the fun.

Lu Feng stood in the crowd very low-key.

His eyes scanned the surroundings, and those who got the sword seal would have a sword intent floating above their heads, and these people would all have the possibility to become his enemies in Qinglian Holy Land.

While he was waiting like this, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Go and see, Li Jianqing and Dugu are fighting swords again!"

"Is it Dugu?"

This voice aroused Lu Feng's curiosity, and immediately followed the flow of people to an open space.

The sword light was raging, two figures were coming and going, and the sound of weapons being exchanged was heard in an instant.

They didn't use their holy power, it was just a simple exchange of sword moves.

But this kind of discussion is a staring gaze. It must be known that both of them are in the top three of the rookie swordsman list, and their strength is comparable to that of the older generation.

"Haha, Dugu, your swordsmanship has greatly improved again. I was able to suppress you by a point last time, but now it's evenly matched."

Li Jianqing, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, put away his sword, and smiled boldly, without any jealousy.

But Dugu smiled and said: "It's just that I have realized something by accident in the recent retreat, and there are still a lot of differences in some places."

He also sighed, this Qinglian holy land is worthy of being a holy land for sword cultivators.

Over the years, the strength has grown almost at a rapid rate.

"Senior Brother Dugu, you have been gone for so long, and you are indeed here."

And when Dugu was contemplating the sword fight just now, a voice sounded faintly behind him, causing him to turn around suddenly.

(End of this chapter)