Chapter 222: Thank you for teaching me how to be a man
Luo Ying was neither sad nor happy, his eyes were as calm as water, as if the mountains of corpses and the sea of fire in front of him had nothing to do with him, only the fast-moving derivative tricks, which were frantically absorbing vitality. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
These more than 1,500 illusion martial artists continuously exuded majestic vitality, and Luo Ying's cultivation quickly broke through, concentrating on the second layer of the realm...... The third floor of the Concentration Realm ......
Feeling that his cultivation was still climbing, he was already very sure that before this battle was over, the Condensation Realm would break through to perfection.
At the foot of the Killing Sect Mountain, the black oppressive figure was getting closer, and Luo Ying said lightly: "Xiaoxian, activate the formation, everyone, start the last battle." ”
His path as a martial artist is coming to an end, and once today is over, no one will dare to covet the Killing Sect, and Xiaoxian and Wushuang will also get inexhaustible resources, and they will cultivate peacefully and steadily to the consummation of their minds.
At this time, Xiao Xian was holding a large bundle of array flags, and with the order of the sect master, she distributed them as quickly as possible, and these array flags turned out to be all main array flags, each of which controlled a formation.
When Xiao Xian distributed these main array flags, it seemed that a console had turned in front of her, and the entire mountain of the Killing Sect suddenly trembled violently!
Buzzing......
There were bursts of buzzing sound one after another, and when the eight major factions found out, all around, left and right, were already covered by the trapped killing array.
Luo Ying looked at him and Xiao Xian's masterpiece, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, dozens of formations, all around the Killing Sect, were all placed in the designated position.
In the end, the immortal wood was buried in the ground, and Luo Ying laid down one formation after another, connecting all the formations together, and a trapped dragon array with a radius of nearly ten miles came into being!
Although this array is far from the complete trapped dragon array, it is also several times stronger than the previous trapped dragon small array, in this area, Luo Ying is the master, and the dozens of formations of Xiaoxian are completely hidden by the trapped dragon array, and until the moment the formation is launched, these people don't want to find out.
The more than 6,000 people, every face showed an extremely frightened look, not only did they see the corpses all over the mountain, but they also finally understood why the Demon Killer dared to establish a sect here!
Luo Ying's knife-like resolute face finally appeared in everyone's sight, this face was very young, and it was a little too young, it seemed that he had just walked out of the school.
He's a demon of slaughter?
If it weren't for the iconic broad sword and the flying banners on the sect, everyone would even think that they had come to the wrong place.
But after all, they came, and they came here to eliminate demons, but instead they became fish and meat on the board, what about a few thousand people? Even if they came a few thousand?
Feel the killing aura all over the mountains, countless attack positions, and the impregnable trapped cage, the trapped killing array here...... Enough to leave everyone behind!
"Amitabha! ”
A white-bearded old monk, just as Luo Ying raised the butcher's knife, resolutely flew out and landed in front of everyone.
"Hands-on. ”
Luo Ying turned a blind eye to the monk, and as soon as he gave the order, Xiao Xian was going to launch a killing array.
"Wait! Don't kill anymore!"
If you change your guard in a hurry, you really want to launch a killing array, none of their thousands of lives will want to live!
He didn't know where the murderous demon came from, but the monk who changed the ring had a feeling that the young man in front of him was not a big devil who was thirsty for killing, at least in this person's eyes, it was as clear as water, and he couldn't see any ferocity, not like he wanted to kill at all, but like he was ...... Practice?
Xiaoxian stopped, but she was not moved by the old monk's words, because she saw several familiar figures, the thirteen princes of the virtuous country, Han Yun of Beizhou, and several noble children of the virtuous kingdom, some of them were among the eight major factions, and some followed behind.
"Luo Ying, don't you want to kill me?"
Seeing that he really wanted to make a move, the thirteenth prince hurriedly shouted, he really wanted to be kicked out of the path of a martial artist by this stunned young man, and the dignified prince had no face to go back.
He, Han Yun and the others all ran over quickly when the Eight Great Sects stopped.
These people originally just wanted to see the excitement, and as for Luo Ying's life or death, no one cared at all, but the right to speak at the moment was obviously in the hands of the demon killer, and they couldn't hide it anymore.
"Brother Luo is really extraordinary, I haven't seen him for more than a year, and he has such an achievement, which I admire. ”
Han Yun hugged his fists and said hello, when he was defeated in the hands of Tuoba Xun, it was Luo Ying who avenged him, so Han Yun still had admiration and a little gratitude.
But the more than ten people behind him were not like this, and an unpleasant voice said: "Hmph! I didn't see it clearly before I started, do you know the consequences of killing the wrong person?"
The person who spoke was a man in brocade clothes, his face was full of unhappiness, and he obviously held a grudge against Luo Ying's "do it", among these thousands of people, you don't look at who they are, you want to kill them all?
After the man finished speaking, although the others did not make a sound, they all had the same appearance on their faces, this guy almost ended their martial arts path, didn't he think about what consequences he would have to bear?
"Are you questioning me?" Luo Ying said coldly.
These self-appointed arrogant people are obviously afraid of death before they come over, and they still want to put on a high-minded appearance, which is annoying.
"What are you to talk to me like that?"
The man scolded angrily, the others are also not good-looking, can compete for the place on the path of martial arts, which is not a famous force in the virtuous country? A little-known boy, dare to be so arrogant, even if he dominates here for a while, can he still dare to move them?
Han Yun saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he reminded: "Luo Ying, everyone is their own people, this is the son of Lord Chen Shuhuang of the Imperial Court Forbidden Army!"
Luo Ying knew what he meant, so he nodded to Han Yun, the two had no intersection, this descendant of the king of Beizhou gave a good impression.
Seeing that Luo Ying didn't dare to answer, Chen Gongzi thought that he was frightened by the name of the forbidden army, so he said proudly: "Ignorant child, this son teaches you to be a ...... man."
Before he finished speaking, the temperature around him suddenly rose, and a palm that seemed to come from hell, with the true fire that melted everything, was imprinted on Chen Gongzi's body.
The person who made the shot was Luo Ying, and after this palm was slapped, the flames in his hands, as well as the scorching heat, all disappeared in an instant, as if they had never happened.
And Chen Gongzi looked at Luo Ying blankly, and just about to open his mouth to say something, the whole person "banged" and exploded!
The raging fire elemental force, with Chen Gongzi as the center, swept and erupted, and the people around only felt the heat wave in their faces, and they all retreated.
But when they stabilized their bodies and looked up again, there was still the shadow of Chen Gongzi, not even a bone slag...... As soon as the real fire comes out, the silence will be extinguished!
And at this time, I only heard the faint voice of the killing demon, and it sounded again: "Thank you for teaching me to be a man." ”