Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Yin Yang demon mirror and ice stone have been integrated. According to Jiang Wuchen, Tianyuan and others claim to be three hundred year old Gou Sheng. When they follow daokong in practice, they are still relatively young. Daokong has put this Yin Yang mirror into soul Dragon Ridge for more than three hundred years.

Jiang Wuchen's palm is full of breath, like a knife. He carves out the ice stone wrapped in the yin-yang mirror bit by bit, revealing the original face of the mirror. The breath is heavy and cold, but it seems that there is a warmth of seeing the sun again.

There was a roar outside, and Jiang Wuchen's soul yuan moved. Just for a moment, he shrouded the whole soul Dragon Ridge. Although he had been in the picture of mountains and rivers, his practice had never weakened.

Soul yuan has broken through the divine light and entered a higher realm of preaching, and Yuan Xiu also stepped into the divine light because he realized the way of heaven.

"Hmm?" Jiang Wuchen frowned. The smell outside fluctuated strongly. There were practitioners, demons, soul practitioners and spirit monsters. From the smell of demons, Jiang Wuchen judged that it should be the flying feather demon Luo Zheng, but Luo Zheng's breath was messy and must have been hurt.

During the soul cultivation, Jiang Wuchen judged a person, Song Yu. In her hand was a purple horn staff given by LV Xi, which was easy to recognize.

As for practitioners, Jiang Wuchen can distinguish their realm, attributes and quantity, but it is difficult to distinguish who they are, or there are no people he is familiar with.

But in terms of quantity, they have an absolute advantage.

The Fire Dragon God is also here. Its breath is also very messy. Several yuan corrections are besieging him. Among these yuan repairs, the highest one has reached wuvacancy, and there are two gods sitting behind.

Jiang Wuchen shines on himself in the mirror again. He can bear his long hair, but he can't help it. The ice stone beside him is like a knife and can be easily shaved off

The magnificent Dragon Temple is full of devastation. The ground is full of soul dragon beasts and Dragon King corpses. Dragon blood is everywhere, strong and pungent in the air.

Luo Zheng, Song Yu, Chen Huaji, the former president of the fire spirit Academy who was demonized by Luo Zheng, and several demonized disciples and soul practitioners have been surrounded by dozens of practitioners.

In the back, two young men hung in the air with a faint sneer on their faces.

"Cough." Luo Zheng coughed twice, spit bloody foam, and his face was unwilling. "Unwilling, today... Are you really going to die here?"

The handsome young man in green armour smiled and said, "it's your honor to die in my Xingyue's hand. What's not reconciled?"

Chen Huaji suddenly stood up behind Luo Zheng and begged for mercy. "Senior brother Xingyue, senior brother cangjiu, I was demonized by Luo Zheng. I'm Chen Huaji, President of Huoling Academy. Please eliminate the evil spirit in me."

Luo Zheng shouted, "Chen Huaji, you have been purified by me. You can't escape. Clean you up before I die."

Chen Huaji was shocked and flew to Xingyue and cangjiu. "Two senior brothers save me. I don't want to die..."

"Hahaha, how about this bitter meat trick?" Xingyue's face was cold and his palm stretched out. In vain, a huge palm shadow appeared. The palm shadow turned into a sharp claw and grabbed Chen Huaji. With the contraction of the palm shadow, Chen Huaji howled.

Between the lightning and flint, Chen Huaji's eyes flashed a touch of evil charm, and the inner pill exploded.

Before he was demonized, he was already perfect in cultivation, but now he has reached the great perfection of perfection. The power of self explosion is afraid even if it is shenzhao.

However, Xingyue and the vulture have great combat experience and seem to have thought of this skill. A fire hood appears in front of the vulture to easily block the shock wave generated by self explosion.

Those ordinary yuan cultivation disciples hanging in the air are much worse. At least half of them without less than cultivation achievements are badly hurt.

Luo Zheng closed his eyes and regretted, "brother Chen... Go all the way." then he looked at Song Yu, "Miss Song, go and find the little king. Only the little king can change all this. Come on!" while talking, Luo Zheng's body suddenly filled with evil spirit, like a spreading black cloud, rushed in all directions.

A practitioner shouted when he saw Kuang: "be careful, he wants to turn on collective demonization!"

The star and moon came forward, the palm stretched out, and a dark spirit came out. Under the fire, the evil spirit immediately gave way, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling came.

The Fire Dragon God, who was covered with injuries on the ground, suddenly pointed behind him and roared at Song Yu, "go from here!"

The place he refers to is the inner hall of the Dragon Temple, where Jiang Wuchen settled in that year. Since Jiang Wuchen entered, the fire dragon god sealed the inner hall with ice stone before he entered.

At the moment, without waiting for his hand, the ice stones suddenly appeared cracks, and then exploded from the inside to the outside with a bang.

Song Yu came to the cave and was afraid to move forward.

The evil spirit emitted by Luo Zheng in the air has been burned clean by the ghost fire. After his body changed back, he sprayed a mouthful of blood again, and his breath is much weaker.

However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were on the hole.

Xingyue and cangjiu felt the powerful energy from the cave. They looked at each other and looked dignified.

The dust dispersed, and Jiang Wuchen, dressed in a slim black robe, came out.

"Little king!"

"Master Jiang?"

Luo Zheng and Song Yu were surprised, and then became excited and tears fell.

Jiang Wuchen didn't know how long he had spent here. He was at a loss about Luo Zheng and Song Yu's out of control. He looked at the Fire Dragon God, "how long am I here?"

The fire dragon god shook his head, "well, i... don't know."

"Nine years!" Song Yu looked at Jiang Wuchen, whose face had not changed greatly, and his voice trembled.

Nine years?

Jiang Wuchen was stunned and frowned. "Unexpectedly... Nine years have passed in a flash."

Boom!

The palm of Xingyue stretched out and the shadow of his palm grasped Jiang Wuchen. This time, he went all out. His all-round vitality was revealed. The strong breath made the surrounding yuanxiu unable to resist. Those soul dragons and Dragon Kings also retreated one after another.

Jiang Wuchen raised his eyes, "all attributes? Divine illumination? Good." while talking, Jiang Wuchen's soul pounded away.

Xingyue was surprised. His soul power was not bad, but there was still a gap from Jiang Wuchen, who had preached. This time, he was hit by Jiang Wuchen's soul power, and his soul was immediately frustrated.

That magic power also faded and disappeared.

Jiang Wuchen's figure disappeared and reappeared, and has teleported behind the stars and moon. The Griffin is terrified and is about to attack. Jiang Wuchen's soul force invades his soul again, and the latter is also imprisoned.

Zijiao Tu Long took out the knife. Jiang Wuchen cut off the heads of the two people impolitely. He immediately took another knife to avoid the body. The inner pill burst out. Jiang Wuchen reached out and grabbed it. He didn't even give himself a chance to explode. He directly crushed it.

Everyone was shocked. These are the two strong gods. They are the leaders of the young generation from the Chinese mainland. They were easily crushed and killed without even performing a round in Jiang Wuchen's hands