All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 82 Third Senior Brother, Help!

"not good!"

Suddenly, Li Lingran felt a chill, as if a sword had been pressed between his eyebrows, and his whole body was icy cold.I saw that the mysterious ominous thing standing around the ancient tree locked on to him, pointing out with a finger brighter than the sun.

"Boom."

"Qinglian Sword Art!"

Li Lingran was extremely nervous, he kept waving the long sword in his hand, the rules in the field of kendo began to flow, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of blue sword edges emerged.

The two forces collided violently.

"Okay, so strong!"

Li Lingran realized that the opponent's strength was far superior to his own after hitting the right blow!

Has reached the level of the Holy One!

Since the end of the Zongmen Grand Competition the year before last, I have retreated in the treasure of time for seven years, and I can only break through the Holy King.

Such a terrifying carrion is really difficult to deal with.

Half of the ominous creature let out a roar, like thunder exploding from the sky.

His left hand exuded a cold energy, and he stretched towards the Qinglian sword, breaking through the domain of the sword, and quickly grabbed it.

Li Lingran's face changed. He didn't expect that even a half-honored saint would be so terrifying, and he could collect a ninth-grade holy weapon with his bare hands.

That kind of power is far beyond him.

"Hey!"

Li Lingran cut his wrist, spilled the golden holy blood in his body, and sprinkled it on Qinglian Sword.

Immediately, the dragon's chant sounded from inside the Qinglian Sword.

On the sword body, more inscription patterns emerged after being activated, and the burst of holy power of the way of the sword doubled again.

At this time, the arm of the half-sacred beast trembled slightly. With his strength, it seemed that it would not be an easy task to suppress the ninth-rank holy weapon.

The arm of the half holy beast flicked, and the joints made a cracking sound.

Immediately, the Qinglian sword broke away from his fingers and flew to the ground, like a scorching sun hitting the ground.

"Boom."

The land with a radius of tens of feet sank downward.

An energy storm containing supreme sword energy spread in all directions, flying dust, and impacting more than half of the strange and ominous creatures present.

"Roar!"

The holy rotting corpse once again inspired a powerful palm, and this palm turned into a storm of airflow, billowing into the sky.

Even a casual blow from a saint-level ominous creature is not something that a saint king can withstand.

"This is too outrageous."

Wang Fugui, who was hiding at the back, couldn't help sighing.

Li Lingran took out a piece of precious talisman paper and formed a phantom of a seven-story pagoda to block the energy storm.Even so, his body was still pushed back more than 20 feet.

"Boom."

The seven-story pagoda exploded and turned into paper powder.

"Pity."

Li Lingran glanced at the talisman that had turned into ashes, and couldn't help sighing. This talisman had been with him for a long time.

This talisman worth 100 million spirit stones, after blocking several destructive forces for Li Lingran, finally exhausted all its energy.

"Boom."

A series of carrion corpses rushed towards him, most of them missed, leaving big holes on the ground.

"This is not the way to go."

Li Lingran's face was solemn, and the Qinglian sword in his hand emitted a bright holy light.

"Qinglian Zhuozhuo!"

The endless kendo rules converge into a long blue river, a beautiful green lotus blooms from the river, and each beam of light is a sword glow.

Pierce and smash hundreds of rotting corpses.

But the holy rotting corpse did not give him extra casting time at all.

The rotten and smelly left hand whistled like a wind, and it was slapped in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"Ding!"

The bones of the saint were stronger than most holy irons, and the hand of the corpse of the saint collided with the Qinglian sword, making a loud noise.

Li Lingran was knocked more than ten meters away and fell onto a boulder.

"puff!"

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

Li Lingran looked helplessly at the rotting corpse of the Holy Lord approaching not far away, and said weakly, "Fu Gui, why haven't you left yet?"

"Boss! How could I leave you alone!"

Wang Fugui stood in front of Li Lingran alone.

"Hey!"

A gigantic eagle's head emerged from the sky.

"This is."

"Wind and Thunder Beast, Wind and Frost."

Li Lingran recognized the monster in the sky.

"finally come."

Li Lingran breathed a sigh of relief.

The rotting corpse of the saint rose again.

"Have a frenzy!"

A beam of mighty sword light was like a falling sun, hitting the carrion corpse of the Holy One and sending it a hundred meters away!

Straight down from the eagle's head was an upright, tough man with short hair standing tall.

"Third senior brother! Help!"

Seeing Jiang Qianpan coming to help, Wang Fugui immediately yelled.

The little carrion corpses around gradually rushed towards the weak Wang Fugui.

"Sword out!"

Jiang Qianpan controlled the sword with his mind, and the heavy rusty sword was like a domineering giant ruler, smashing all the rotting corpses around into a pulp.

He has been in seclusion for many days, and his cultivation has reached the level of the Saint King Qiankun Realm.

"Roar!"

The sharp cry of the carrion corpse of the saint came again from afar.

"It's unscathed? What a hard holy bone."

"How about I come?"

Fengshuang, who has turned into a human form, is as tall as 1 meters, with silver-white hair, a handsome face and a strange enchanting appearance, which makes people feel a different kind of beauty.

"Don't bother me. I have been in seclusion for many days, and now I have finally left the seclusion. It is time to move my muscles."

Jiang Qianpan shook his hand.

"Buzz!"

The huge rusty sword returned to Jiang Qianpan's hands.

"Take you to practice your hands."

Holding the sword and pointing at the carrion corpse.

"Wow!"

The rotting corpse didn't know what this meant, so it just roared and rushed up again.

This time there were a lot of fluctuations in the rules of the avenue around the carrion.

"He will use the power of rules?"

Li Lingran on the side couldn't help saying in surprise.

"Third Senior Brother, be careful! He will use the power of rules."

"understood."

Hot cracks appeared on Jiang Qianpan's epee, extending from the blade to the tip.

"Slay Demons 24 points."

"The first break - destroying barriers and breaking shapes"

The scorching cracks on the epee shot out huge flames.

This is a sword technique that Jiang Qianpan comprehended in Taishang's Wordless Sword Manual.

From an unknown medieval swordsman.

The heavy rusty sword was like a feather in Jiang Qianpan's hands.

"boom!"

"Ding!"

The sword and the hand bones of the carrion made a huge impact.

There are about ten moves back and forth.

Jiang Qianpan felt almost done.

The cracks on the epee glowed bright red.

"No. 12 Breaking—Destroying the Soul and Breaking the Delusion!"

The epee turned into an afterimage, swung a crescent moon, and the two half-arc sword beams cut the carrion completely!

"Gudong."

This is the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

"Third senior brother is good at swordsmanship!"

Wang Fugui saw the rotting corpse in the distance, so he couldn't help but ran over and praised it.

"Recently, monsters have caused troubles, not only you, many teams have encountered such things."

Jiang Qianpan said to the two of them quite solemnly.

"In the area that Fengshuang and I are in charge of, there are three monsters."

"And the team led by other elders encountered even more terrifying monsters."

"What's going on, these monsters can't appear for no reason."

After some healing, Li Lingran also stood up.

"I don't know either. I can only wait for the Holy Master's investigation."

"this fruit"

Li Lingran could still see the fruit that glowed green before.

"This fruit is called the Magic Obstacle Creation Fruit. After taking it, you can calm your mind, remove the evil obstacles in your heart, and greatly improve your understanding of the Dao."

Jiang Qianpan changed the subject, and said again: "However, this fruit was born in an extremely evil way. It needs to sacrifice the demons, demonic barriers, and obsessions of the people around you to give birth to the first fruit, and then expel all the evil thoughts and demonic barriers from the body. Become a pure holy fruit, thus, all the surrounding creatures will be affected by the released magic barrier and act as puppets to protect the magic fruit. Just like this group of rotting corpses."

"It's really evil."

Li Lingran couldn't help shaking his head after hearing this.

"The first step of gestation requires a large number of monks as nutrients, so the conditions for the birth of this fruit are extremely harsh. I guess someone should feed the fruit with humans, otherwise how can this tree grow so well?"

Jiang Qianpan made a bold guess.

"There are a total of seven or eight places where such evil things are discovered. It seems that someone is behind the scenes."

"This tree belongs to the magic tree, who is behind the layout?"

Li Lingran couldn't help thinking.

He seemed to feel that a huge storm was about to sweep across the entire Eastern State.

(End of this chapter)