The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

The 714 members of the non Nature Research Bureau looked excited.

They just watched the war on TV in the shelter.

Although because of strength.

Even if only some light and shadow flicker can be seen, then the mountains and rivers are constantly crumbling.

But this terrible destructive power is obvious to all.

The legendary immortal is just like this.

Now that you have the opportunity to obtain such treasures, can you not become such a super strong person?

Everyone is very excited. There is nothing happier than getting a super strength in the doomsday environment.

"Come on, come on!"

Tang Yan Ran urged the ninth group to move.

"If you slow down, the treasure will be robbed by others."

When the people approached the battlefield, they knew the vastness of it.

There are gullies more than ten meters wide and thousands of meters long on the ground.

After careful observation, it is found that the surface of these gullies is as smooth as a mirror, and there is a layer of silver white gas.

"This should be the sword Qi inspired by the immortal in white."

Tang Yanran stood at the edge of the gully and stretched out her head to observe. The cold wind blew over, and there were fine pimples on her arms.

"I thought my lunhai realm was a good cultivation, but when I saw it today, I knew that I was watching the sky!" Tang Yanran sighed.

This random machine is so terrible that it will explode with all its strength. I'm afraid the whole land will sink.

"Captain, there's something here. I seem to have found something." A tall and thin player gave a cry of surprise.

Tang Yanran hurried over.

A place that was supposed to be a hillside has been flattened by sword Qi.

A huge pit was found here.

In the pit lay a dead monk.

Tang Yan's eyes saw that the friar was wearing a gray robe, and there was a wound on his chest, which had been completely pierced and exposed his internal organs.

Strangely, the wound glowed faintly, and even the blood showed the luster of mercury.

It is this monk who has been killed by the white Sword Fairy.

But the momentum left is extremely terrible.

Look at the surrounding environment, forming light green trees one after another.

These trees have twisted roots and are waving in the air like tentacles.

Whenever someone comes near, they are like poisonous snakes, fiercely jumping out, trying to tear people to pieces.

"Is this a strong man in the reign of emperor Qianyuan of the Taiqing Dynasty, or an expert in the realm of Taixu hese..."

Tang Yan muttered.

Such a strong man has gone beyond his imagination and can only be formed with terror.

"Hey, hey! All teams, although these powers are dead, they still have powerful magical powers that will affect you."

"Be careful!"

Wang tianzhe's reminder came from the messenger.

"You guys hurt me!"

When everyone was on the alert, Tang Yanran was facing the dead monk, and more than a dozen pieces of divine soul fragments appeared on her body.

Some of them adsorbed on the strange trees, and some attacked the people directly.

"Shua Shua!"

There was a strange roar in the air, and the terrible tree roots erupted like brown and black tides, sweeping towards them.

Everyone's face changed.

Although the strong in this realm have died, the influence of the remnant soul is also extremely terrible.

For a strong man like Jiang Ling, it's not worth mentioning at all.

However, for these fledgling rookies, they are very strong.

"Everybody calm down!"

"Form an array to fight as usual!" Tang Yan said calmly.

Everyone hurriedly formed an array. There were small arrays in the large array, which were linked together to form a strong defense.

"I didn't expect this array to be so easy to use." The players exclaimed.

"Attack!"

A cold light flashed in Tang Yanran's wonderful eyes, and her eyes turned to a ghost virtual shadow in the air.

He took out the folding fan from his arms and poured powerful spiritual power into it.

The folding fan suddenly burst out a dark cyan light. With a wave of the fan, I only heard the strong wind all over the sky. The huge wind blade tore through the space and attacked the remnant soul.

"Shua!"

The spirit was originally an extremely fragile thing.

Moreover, it is still a spirit incomplete into more than ten pieces, not even much wisdom.

So the attack hit at once.

"Click!"

Just like cutting butter with a knife, cut the spirit from the middle.

Then a faint silver glow came on.

A small silver bead was left at the scene.

"What is this?" Tang Yanran was curious. Although she didn't know what it was, it was definitely a treasure.

Without even thinking about it, she backhanded it into the storage ring.

"Be careful!" There was a cry of surprise from his teammates behind.

The friar on the ground seemed to press some light after Tang Yanran got the beads.

The original corpse radiated a dazzling light. A giant with a hundred feet stood between heaven and earth. The vast spiritual power like the sea spread from the giant's body like thick clouds. Wind and thunder rolled between the puffs.

"You can't live in peace when you die!" Wang tianzhe's face changed and hurried to help.

The body was pale, but his eyes were gloomy. His eyes locked on Wang tianzhe in the distant sky. A low cry came from his throat.

"Die for me!"

The giant who stands in heaven and earth suddenly took a step forward.

With this step, the sky suddenly became stormy, and even heaven and earth became concussion when dark clouds rolled.

"Bang!"

The giant strode forward and shook his hand, as if he had firmly grasped the energy between heaven and earth.

Immediately, a startling bright light broke out on the fist. When the fist was waved, the space suddenly cracked and opened. The terrible wind mercilessly blasted Wang tianzhe in the distant sky.

"Red lotus dazzle fire!"

Wang tianzhe took out the "Huo yuan Zhao Tian Jing" from his hand.

Then there was a roar.

The palm slowly lifted up, and the palm sized red lotus slowly rotated. In the small and exquisite lotus petals, there was a real destructive power.

"Go!"

"Burn this bastard!"

As soon as Wang tianzhe lifted his palm, the fire lotus in his hand flew out. Immediately, he took a gorgeous fire tail in the air and rushed to the giant like a giant.

"Break it for me!"

Looking at the flickering fire lotus, the will of the remnant soul drove him to respond.

The giant immediately roared up to the sky, and the terrible sound wave spread away, directly forming a huge hurricane!

Then, the giant shook his big hand, but unexpectedly he held the hurricane. Then, under the eyes of many people, he strode out, shook the hurricane, and collided with the fire lotus as big as his fist!

"Boom!"

Wind and fire collide, and the gorgeous light erupts!