crisis

"Whew. ”

Lu Xiao let out a long breath of turbid air and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

That black thunder faintly carried a trace of the power of the world-destroying divine thunder.

If it weren't for the strong artistic conception he comprehended, he would have died under the world-destroying god thunder just now.

"The power of this Heavenly Tribulation is several times stronger than I expected, what the hell is going on?"

Lu Xiao frowned.

Moreover, what made him strange was that he had clearly broken through to the Sanqing realm, but the memories before the sixth life still failed to awaken.

"Could it be that the memories of previous lives, what are the secrets?"

Lu Xiao frowned and said in a deep voice.

With his current cultivation, he has already caught up with the seventh life, and with the power of the last two lives, he should not be able to seal the previous memories.

That proves that the memory that never appeared was sealed by the sixth life.

"What is the secret that you can't let me know?"

Lu Xiao thought for a while, shook his head and sighed.

"What the sixth life thinks, with my current cultivation, is still far from being able to comprehend. ”

Lu Xiao looked up in the direction where Sunan was located, and said to himself, "Let's go back to Sunan first." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xiao's whole person disappeared in place in an instant like a wisp of green smoke.

……

And at this time, the southern part of the country.

At this time, southern Jiangsu was at its peak in national strength and was a holy place for the cultivation of several surrounding countries.

And the reason why it became like this is because there is a sect in southern Jiangsu.

The name of the sect is Ling.

This sect was originally a small mercenary group in the Iron Armor City.

However, in just three months, it rose strongly and became the hegemon of the entire southern Jiangsu and even several surrounding countries.

All the sects bowed down to them, signed treaties with them, and had to pay a certain amount of spirit stones every month.

At the same time, the Lingju faction will also provide them with refuge.

The entire frontier cultivation world is thriving.

However, everyone didn't expect that at this time, the Ling Jue faction was facing a catastrophe.

In front of the hall, countless disciples of the Ling Jue Sect gathered.

Leng Feng, Lin Qiu and others are all among them.

The man at the head was wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pair of silver eyes.

Opposite them, five old men stood proudly in front of the mountain gate.

These five old men are all dressed in white robes.

On his body, the coercion is extremely strong.

Among the five people, there were actually three of them, and they were in the Shattered Void Realm.

And the other two, their cultivation is not weak, but they are half-step void realms.

One of the old men stepped forward and said lightly: "Master He, I will give you a cup of tea, surrender to my Qingyun Sect, and promise to pay seven million spirit stones to my Lu Yunguo every year, otherwise, there will be no need for you to exist in the Ling Sect." ”

"Seven million?"

Heriopolis said coldly: "You Lu Yunguo has a great appetite. ”

"You can choose to decline. ”

The old man said lightly, his expression full of contempt.

In their eyes, this Heriopolis was nothing more than the Shattered Void Realm.

And they have three Shattered Void Realms.

With three against one, it is enough to form a crushing momentum.

They are not of a sect.

It was the Supreme Elder of the various sects of the entire Lu Yun Kingdom.

They are Luyun country, and there are two small countries separated from the southern Jiangsu country.

The development speed of the Ling Jue Sect was too fast, threatening their status as one sect after another.

That's why they joined forces to curb the development of the Ling Jue faction.

Seven million a year, such a huge amount of spirit stones, even if it is their own sect, it is extremely difficult to come up with, let alone a new sect of the Ling Jue Sect.

Even if it can be taken out, it will be a huge burden for the Ling Jue faction, and it is absolutely impossible to develop rapidly.

If Heriopolis refused, they will use thunder to kill Heriopolis and destroy the Absolute Sect.

Heriopolis' face was gloomy.

If only two Shattered Voids were fine, he could barely deal with them.

The three Shattered Void Realms joined forces, and he had absolutely no way to deal with them.

However, the Ling Jue faction is at the opportunity of rapid development.

All the spirit stones made were used for the cultivation of the disciples.

Not to mention seven million, even if it is five million a year, the Ling Jue faction at this time can't afford it.

"Seeing that Master He is like this, he doesn't plan to surrender. ”

Another old man with a goatee stepped forward, his hand pointing at his sword, and flickered.

A small finger-long sword flew out of its cuff in an instant.

This small sword, once it appeared, exuded a majestic coercion.

Even across the mountain protection array, all the monks present felt that their chests were blocked, and their breathing was a little difficult.

"Congratulations, you guessed it. ”

Heriopolis' expression was gloomy, and a burst of silver light suddenly lit up all over his body, and then he stepped forward, and disappeared in an instant.

"Everyone, be careful!"

The old man's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly reminded.

As soon as the words fell, behind one of the old men who had broken the Void Realm in a half-step, a burst of silver light suddenly lit up.

Heriopolis suddenly appeared behind him, and before he could react, Heriopolis had already struck out, and a punch slammed into the old man's back.

"Boom!"

Heriopolis's fist slammed into the old man's shield.

"Bang!"

The sound of the shield shattering was heard almost instantaneously.

The old man's protective shield, like papier-mΓ’chΓ©, was instantly shattered by Heriopolis.

His fist was more than powerful, and he slammed into Heriopolis's vest.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The old man's body suddenly exploded, and flesh and blood splashed.

Like a rain of blood, dashing.

Heriopolis was merciless, and with a single punch, along with the divine soul, was also annihilated.

Heriopolis made a sneak attack, killing one of them in an instant, causing the faces of the remaining four to change suddenly.

"Look for death!"

The old man with the goatee looked sinking, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and as soon as his hand was raised, the flying sword rose in the wind, instantly turning into hundreds of zhang large, and the sword blade was cold and shining.

The coercion of terror is multiplied several times.

The disciples in the mountain protection array, under such a strong pressure, were pressed to their knees one after another.

"A sword is chaotic!"

He snorted and pointed at Heriopolis.

The giant sword instantly turned into a monstrous sword and roared towards Heriopolis.

Heriopolis's face changed, and he was about to dodge, but there were eight golden rays, at some point, that had appeared around him, sealing all his retreats.

The one who made the move was the monk of the half-step Shattered Void Realm who was closest to Heriopolis.

Heriopolis's face sank, and the silver light in his hand was sheng, and on it, there was a faint flow of silver electric snakes.

"Break it for me!"

He threw a punch suddenly, and an endless stream of silver light came out, suddenly slamming into the golden light.

"Bang!"

The sound of the glass shattering suddenly sounded, and the golden light suddenly shattered under the punch of Heriopolis.

And in this short moment, the giant sword has already arrived.