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"Buzz." The frightened Lord of Yao Chi flew out of his body at some point with a pair of jade-white jade shields.

This jade shield was only the size of a child's palm at the beginning, and it instantly grew into a three-meter scale in the wind, and this is not finished.

The jade shield opened two, two opened four, four opened eight, and finally, it instantly turned into an eight-sided milky white jade shield, wrapping the other seven women who were still in a stunned state at once, bearing the explosive power of Luo Cheng's rage.

Finally, as the bundled demon Ling was retreated, Luo Cheng's momentum subsided, and the entire pavilion lobby regained calm again, leaving only a group of frightened and frightened people.

At this time, the pavilion, where there is the antique flavor of the beginning, everywhere you look, is messy and shattered.

"The binding of the devil has been broken, I hope Allah will not break his word." Luo Cheng, who had restrained his momentum, was already very different at this time, if he was just a young man who was just a little young man before, but now he was like a sharp sword with a sharp edge, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was full of strong confidence.

This is the true strength of his Luo Cheng, because it wasn't until this moment that he broke out with all his strength, and he himself didn't know that the original Jin Gang thunder and lightning were so terrifying.

Breaking through the bundle of Demon Ling, almost with the momentum of thunder, there is no obstacle at all, what does this mean, this means that Luo Cheng used Jin Gang's power with all his strength, and its explosive power was almost comparable to that of a three-hundred-level powerhouse.

Consternation.

Such an exaggerated leap is really not enough to describe it in words, Luo Cheng knows that perhaps when he crossed the thunder tribulation, the quality of the Jin Gang Thunder that was born by mistake is probably immeasurable.

Although each time it is underestimated. But each time he became more familiar with Jin Gang's thunder and lightning, Luo Cheng became more and more aware of this power quality, and the deeper it was hidden.

The only thing that makes him regret is that the amount of Jin Gang's strength is still a bit small. A burst of full force just now could only last him for more than ten seconds.

But even so, this is the biggest killer of all his background.

"The words often mentioned by the patriarch of the founding of the mountain, there are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky, it seems that there are ...... Everything I have done in the past is indeed sitting in a well and watching the sky. Allah of Yaochi sighed. At this moment, her previous arrogance had vanished.

Only when she truly experienced the power of this Luo Cheng would she know how small she was at that moment.

If you don't have the protection of the Yaochi Holy Shield, a medium-grade magic weapon. It is estimated that Luo Cheng doesn't need him to do anything at all, just that fierce and unrivaled momentum is enough to collapse her.

It turned out that she was soothing Ling Yan. It's not yourself who is strong. It's just a few magic weapons left by the patriarch Yu Yin.

"Don't worry, since I agreed, I naturally won't break my promise."

"You come with me, the foundation of Yaochi Zhenmen may fall into your hands, and it is best to carry it forward."

With a hint of loss, Allah of Yaochi ignored the crowd and took the lead in the pavilion. For a moment, the slender shadow was full of loneliness.

Luo Cheng saw that the other party did not break his promise. Although there is no change on the surface, I am secretly relieved in my heart.

To be honest, ever since he saw the picture of the giant sword slaughtering the battleship group coming from Ba Brain, Luo Cheng had long been determined to achieve flying sword skills in his heart.

If Yaochi Mato didn't agree, maybe he would really do something discordant.

For this, he naturally didn't want it to happen, after all, whether it was the relationship between Helian Wu or the entire Yaochi True Sect, there was no need, and Luo Cheng still didn't want to use force to coerce to achieve his goal.

Now, the other party agreed, and he naturally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The two walked one after the other, and Luo Cheng followed Allah Yaochi, walking through the pavilion layer after floor, and later, he actually came to the ancestral hall of Yaochi Zhenmen.

Counting the current generation of Yaochi Allah, it is exactly seven generations, and the true six generations have all passed away.

Luo Cheng calculated a little, the average generation is about two hundred years, it seems that this true door also has a unique secret method of lifespan.

On the patriarch hall, there are a total of six patriarch tablets, five of which are arranged on the next floor, and the other is independently presented on the altar.

Presumably, this person with a special status is the founder of Yaochi Zhenmen who founded the Yaochi True Gate for more than 1,300 years.

However, of course, when Luo Cheng saw the ethereal portrait of the fairy wind behind the tablet of the ancestor of the mountain, he was not calm.

"Ahh Luo Cheng's eyes widened and he stared at the portrait.

"Mr. Luo, have you seen our founding patriarch?" Disturbed by the sound of surprise, he turned around and came to Yaochi Allah, and a trace of hope flashed on his face.

"No, no." The shock on Luo Cheng's face still remained, but he quickly added: "I was shocked by the beautiful appearance of the founding patriarch of your sect. ”

"That's natural, due to the extinction of the aura, this sect has found another way to preserve it until now, and the disciples and disciples only choose women with Xuanyin physique, and their beauty is naturally normal."

After such a long time, this Yaochi Allah has calmed down his lost mood and explained lightly.

So that's the case, it's no wonder that the women of the entire Yaochi True Sect are all beautiful, and Luo Cheng can't help but realize in his heart.

"Alright, please come with me." Allah Yaochi offered incense in front of the ancestors of the past, muttered for a while, and then took Luo Cheng to another place.

Not long after, the two of them have come to an elegant small building, Luo Cheng looked up, this elegant small building is written on the four fairy wind ethereal characters.

"There are all kinds of methods of my real sect inside, and there is a collection of flying swordsmanship in it, so I won't go in, you can check it yourself." Allah Yaochi sighed.

"Huh? Allah believes in me like that? Luo Cheng was stunned for a moment, the entire Tibetan Mansion was open to himself?

For a moment, Luo Cheng was suspicious.

"Actually, these collections are not too important at all now, all over the world, except for our real sect, even if others get it, they don't have aura cultivation, if you see it useful, just copy it."

Allah Yaochi shook his head, left Luo Cheng alone, and slowly left.

"I'll rub it." Luo Cheng touched his nose, except for a bitter smile, there was only a bitter smile.

I have arranged so much, but in the end, there is not much obstruction at all, and it seems that I am really wasting my strength.

Well, no, his previous proof of strength is not superfluous, with the independent arrogance of this Yaochi True Gate, if he is an ordinary person, it is estimated that he is not qualified to come here at all.

Anyway, since the goal is near, Luo Cheng is not thinking nonsense, only if he has mastered the flying sword technique, this is the purpose of his trip, and he has a decision in his mind in an instant, so he simply doesn't think about anything, and strides towards Xiaolou.

The legendary art of the sword, I'm here. (To be continued......)