Throne of All Realms

A silver light emerged from his fingertips, and an invisible thought shot out like an arrow, reaching directly between Qingli's eyebrows.

"Well!"

Qingli's face turned pale, she felt a tearing pain in her head, as if something was infinitely magnified, trying to occupy her head.

The pain was so severe that she fought it with all her heart and soul, completely lost control of her body, and fell headlong.

"Hey! My Buried Sword Manor Heart Slave God Gu can enslave even the strong in the Profound Realm, no matter how talented you are, you can't resist it!"

Previously, Qingli used the Yuyu Sword Formation to isolate all external soul thoughts, so Ji Wudao couldn't drive the Mind Slave God Gu at all.Now without this defense, Ji Wudao can activate the Gu worms with ease.

This is also Qingli's negligence, she always thought that this Gu worm was controlled by the sword ten kills, so she saw that the sword ten kills were blocked by Luo Chen, so she relaxed her vigilance, but she didn't expect that the real controller was actually Ji Wudao!

Ji Wudao couldn't help swallowing, his body swayed, and he was about to hug Qingli who was in mid-air.Thinking that he had the opportunity to enslave this well-known genius in the southern sea area, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, feeling that it was more worth looking forward to than taking over the Burial Sword Village in the future!

"Miss Qingli!"

Just when Ji Wudao was about to get close to Qingli, a figure broke through the air, [-]% faster than him, came to Qingli's side, and hugged her up.

"Dare to conceive good things about me?" Ji Wudao had never been interrupted like this before, he was furious, and he controlled the eight-armed giant to bombard him.

"roll!"

Luo Chen saw that Qingli's face was astonishingly white, with fine beads of sweat all over his face, and the color of extreme pain covered his face. The lively girl who called herself "old lady" just now was no longer seen.

His heart ached, and he yelled loudly!

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ah!" Ji Wudao yelled in shock, as if an invisible arrow pierced through his eyebrows, he desperately summoned the eight-armed giant to stand in front of him.

With a bang, the giant was pierced directly, its body shattered into two halves, and then dissipated into the air.

Ji Wudao couldn't help showing a hint of fear in his eyes, and he quickly backed away.After he could see the figure in the black robe clearly, he was startled suddenly, and endless hatred emerged: "So it's you!"

He was eager to stop Qingli just now, so he didn't see it clearly. Now that he looked carefully, he realized that Luo Chen was actually the young man who brought him immense humiliation and frustration.Old and new grudges arose, he wished he could chew Luo Chen inch by inch, piece by piece!

"Brother, this man is the murderer who killed several disciples of my Burial Sword Village, and even lost Mangjue Mountain at his hands." Ji Wudao reminded Ten Killers.

Jian Shisha nodded, and said casually: "Then let's keep it together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw a punch. This punch looked ordinary, but it felt like a mountain, a sea, or even a world oppressed him. The strong breath was suffocating. !

Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat. Under this force, he found that besides the power of thought, the power of true energy, robbery energy, and qi and blood all froze, as if his body was instantly filled with mud. no.

Even if the power of thought is running freely, he can predict it, and it is definitely not enough to block this punch!

"Meteor puppet!"

At the critical moment, Luo Chen immediately summoned the meteor puppet, and poured a hundred thousand spiritual liquids into it at no cost.He successively beheaded the seven sons of Chi Kui and the disciples of Zanjianzhuang, and he had just made a fortune from Situ Xing, so the spiritual liquid was not a problem.

Now that life and death are at stake, Luo Chen is naturally not stingy!

"Oh!"

A circle of rippling air waves exploded, and the extremely powerful energy spread out, tearing the earth into several cracks immediately.

Luo Chen's body was also blown a little unstable, he used the Wujian illusion again and again, hugged Qingli tightly and took several steps back.

"Immortal Treasure Level Stupid Puppet?" Turning to Yun Puppet, Jian Shi Sha remained expressionless, but his voice was a little dignified.Although he is blind, he seems to be able to see every part of the meteorite clearly.

After a long while, he sighed softly: "Fortunately, you, a stiff puppet, only have defensive power, but no corresponding attack power. Otherwise, I would be the one who will run for my life today."

Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect his eyesight to be so good, and he could see the details of Yun Puppet clearly through a single fight.

Although he was shocked, Luo Chen's expression remained unmoved, and he said quietly: "As long as you can't break through the defense."

Although this sword ten kills is close to the cultivation base of the Profound Realm, it has not reached the real Profound Realm!Therefore, with his attack power, he still can't destroy the meteor puppet.

What Luo Chen doesn't lack now is spiritual liquid, as long as Wu Jiang's phantom body is urged to escape, coupled with the meteor puppet's defense, the sword ten kills can't do anything to him at all.

"good."

Sword Ten Kills didn't deny it, and simply admitted Luo Chen's words: "If I was alone, I might just watch you escape today, leaving a big hidden danger for me to bury Jianzhuang for a day! However, your luck is really good. Not good."

Suddenly, a terrifying aura emanated from him, that aura was majestic and vast, as if it was a sea composed of flames.As soon as it appeared, even the void was burned and turned into a crimson red.

Indistinctly, a huge body seemed to step through the void, and slowly emerged from the side of Jian Shisha.Before he fully showed up, the fierce aura was already overwhelming, making one's heart chill.

"Spiritual Mind Familiar!"

Suddenly, the old man with the negative sword shouted in shock.

[Author's digression]: Today's update is over.

As a digression, the current update is basically at ten o'clock in the morning and around eight o'clock in the evening. I write and post now.

Some students in the book review area said that they don’t like to divide it into two paragraphs, so they can read it together after [-] o’clock in the evening, so that it is more coherent