539 How could it be in his hands
The cultivators all felt the threat of the impending battle, and they were secretly vigilant in their hearts.
And at this moment, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a familiar energy fluctuation.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the Hong Cracked Sky who was seated.
Hong Splittian is the Sect Master of the Ghost Sect, he is good at necromancy, and he is also an extremely dangerous opponent.
In the confrontation just now, Lu Yuan noticed that Hong Split Heaven was holding a mysterious bone fragment in his handβthe eighth bone fragment!
It was the key item he had been looking for.
Lu Yuan hesitated in his heart.
He didn't want to cooperate with Hong Splittian, but at the same time he longed for this piece of bone.
If he was able to obtain the eighth bone fragment, he would be able to further increase his strength and move towards a higher level of cultivation.
"Damn it!" Lu Yuan cursed in a low voice.
He knew that cooperating with Hong Splittian could be costly, but in the face of this big crisis, he felt entangled.
At the same time, a crisp voice sounded: "Lu Yuan, why are you so hesitant?" β
Lu Yuan looked up and saw An Luofeng sitting aside.
She and Lu Yuan have been walking together for some time, and they have established a deep friendship with each other.
"Senior Sister Luo Feng."
Lu Yuan smiled slightly, "You're right. β
"If the opportunity is in front of me, why should I let it go so easily?"
"That's right."
An Luofeng nodded, "Instead of taking risks to pursue power alone, it is better to rely on the power of others." β
"As long as we work together properly, we can benefit from each other."
Hearing An Luofeng's words, Lu Yuan's heart gradually calmed down.
He knew that this was not the time for struggle, but for the time to win. With the end of the event, Lu Yuan felt a sharp gaze firmly locked on him.
He immediately became alert, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, quite worried about the fact that Wu Xutian, the envoy of the Black Flame Sect, was secretly following him.
Wu Xutian is the envoy of the Black Flame Sect and has superb martial arts and strength.
He often appears everywhere as an individual, and challenges the strong to show the strong presence of the Black Flame Sect.
At this moment, he was looking at Lu Yuan with a mocking gaze, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Lu Yuan, you still have the guts to dare to go against our Black Flame Sect."
"Since you're so hungry for power, why don't you make friends with me." Wu Xutian sneered.
Lu Yuan sighed secretly in his heart, he understood that it was no coincidence that he met Wu Xutian this time.
I'm afraid that the Black Flame Sect has already learned of the eighth bone fragment he was looking for, and has sent Wu Xutian to get rid of him.
"Looks like I'm really being targeted by you."
Lu Yuan replied with a sneer, "In that case, I'll make friends with you and see how strong your Black Flame Sect is." β
When Wu Xutian heard Lu Yuan's answer, a hint of mockery appeared on his face.
"Boy, you're interested."
"Then come on, I will let you see the true strength of the Black Flame Sect."
The two decide to choose an abandoned street and face off in an empty place.
Everyone dispersed one after another, leaving only An Luofeng, Su Liyan and others waiting in place.
When Lu Yuan and Wu Xutian stood in the middle of the street, the atmosphere became tense.
Zi Cuiling looked at this scene with some concern, she knew that Wu Xutian was an extremely powerful opponent, while Lu Yuan was strong but not an opponent.
"Lu Yuan, be careful."
An Luofeng stared deeply at Lu Yuan, his expression full of worry.
"Don't worry, I'll be careful." Lu Yuan smiled slightly. Lu Yuan and Wu Xutian chose an abandoned street on the outskirts of Biquan City as their battlefield.
The moonlight sprinkled on the street, illuminating the staggered figures of the two, and the atmosphere was tense and intense.
The Thunder Fire Sword Qi and the Pitch Black Demon Flame intertwined together, forming a terrifying energy vortex.
With his superb mastery and use of the Advanced Immortal Method, Lu Yuan flexibly dodged Wu Xutian's ferocious attack and counterattacked with a powerful offensive.
"Do you think you can defeat me with those immortal spells?"
Wu Xutian laughed mockingly, "You are too naΓ―ve! β
"The Black Flame Sect is one of the most powerful forces in the cultivation realm."
Lu Yuan sneered, "I'm going to try to see how powerful you can be!" β
A fierce and brutal battle ensued between the two, and each confrontation triggered a strong aura collision.
Lu Yuan crisscrossed the battlefield, and the thunder and fire sword seemed to turn into a ray of light between the dances, and every blow was full of power.
Wu Xutian did not show weakness, his body was agile, and every attack was swift and accurate.
The strength of the Black Flame Sect was not inferior to Lu Yuan in any way, and the battle between them was not only a contest of strength, but also a collision of wisdom.
"Lu Yuan, I think you should be arrested."
Wu Xutian sneered, "Otherwise, you will pay a terrible price!" β
Lu Yuan smiled indifferently, "It seems that you haven't comprehended my true strength yet." β
He suddenly increased the speed of his attack, and the Thunder Sword danced even more rapidly.
Wu Xutian dodged the attack like a bamboo, but Lu Yuan had already calculated the timing.
"Now!" Lu Yuan suddenly shouted, and formation runes appeared in the air.
Seeing that Wu Xutian, who was about to collide with the rune, stumbled and fell into the formation.
"It's!"
Wu Xutian looked at the Five Elements Qi that permeated the surroundings in astonishment, "This is the Five Elements Dunjia!" β
"You actually master this supreme immortal method!"
Lu Yuan smiled coldly, "Do you think I can only use the Thunder Fire Sword?" β
"Tell you, I have more powerful means."
As his words fell, the Qi of the Five Elements flowed in the formation, forming a Tiangang Beidou Array that surrounded Wu Xutian.
No matter how Wu Xutian resisted, he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the formation.
In the end, Lu Yuan used his wisdom and strength to defeat Wu Xutian.
He watched indifferently as Wu Xutian fell to his knees, and said mercilessly, "The envoy of the Black Flame Sect is nothing more than that. β
Wu Xutian's body trembled, gritted his teeth and did not speak.
His heart was filled with anger and fear, and this was his first taste of failure. Lu Yuan returned to the Lingxiao Pavilion Inn alone and closed the door.
He came to the window, and with the faint light cast by the bright blue light, he began to cultivate the soul golden thread.
He closed his eyes tightly, and his mind was as calm as water.
Lu Yuan took a deep breath and sank his mind into his body.
As his thoughts were transmitted, the dragon ball that had been hidden in his body for a long time began to tremble slightly, as if sensing Lu Yuan's determination.
"The bloodline of the Thunder Ancestral Dragon...... Am I finally going to hatch? β
Lu Yuan's heart was filled with excitement and anticipation.
Although it takes a lot of energy and time to hatch a bloodline, Lu Yuan is unwilling to delay any longer.
He hopes to break through to the Death Cutting Realm and show more strength.
In the quiet moment of cultivation in the middle of the night, the whole room was filled with a rich and mysterious atmosphere. (End of chapter)