Chapter 846 Sumeru is six years old

I don't know how long it took for these prostrate and frightened disciples of the Cold Jade Palace to hear a voice come out violently, and they immediately wept with gratitude, kowtowing frantically for a long time before they stood up and scattered.

Lu Han still spared these low-level, Cang Lei Que's blow was too strong, it seemed that he was deliberately showing off his strength to himself, and he even wiped out tens of thousands of people directly, and among these people there was not even a Mahayana period, and they couldn't become a climate after they dispersed.

The few remaining core disciples confessed that there were only three people who were qualified to enter and exit this secret realm, namely Baili Hongtu and the two palace masters, Zheng and Deputy, and the other circumstances were ominous.

After repeatedly looking at it for a long time, Lu Han's face suddenly appeared, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to a relatively dim star in the upper right corner of the jade.

The next moment, the star suddenly lit up, but the miraculous thing was that the sword mark in the middle also expanded, and there was a sword shadow burning, as if sensing each other, and sprinkled a milky white halo, rippling on the jade bi in the blink of an eye.

What's even more wonderful is that where the halo spreads, the stars light up one after another, and then they become pieces one after another, the jade is getting brighter and brighter, and the magical power inside begins to accumulate, rushing upwards in the blink of an eye, straight out of the clouds.

Those disciples who were lucky enough to escape had just flown thousands of miles, and they were in ecstasy about saving their lives, when they suddenly felt something and looked back one after another.

They saw more and more stars in the night sky, and thousands of stars merged in the sky, and then sprinkled down and poured into a certain direction.

There was a hazy pillar of light there, which had already been ready to respond, and after the two sides fused, a vast force ran through the four fields, countless screams rang out, and all the retreats were out of order, and hundreds of figures all fell straight down.

But this kind of wonder only existed for a moment, when a ripple visible to the naked eye swept away into the distance and disappeared, the Hanyu Palace secretly returned to silence.

'Oh my God, it's opened up again, I don't know what will happen this time, run!'

I remember that this was the same phenomenon back then, but the starlight was red at that time, and soon a dozen disciples went out but never returned, and a similar situation occurred every hundred years. ’

'How can an outsider open my Great Sect Secret Realm?'

In the empty Hanyu Palace, two-thirds of the buildings disappeared, countless lots turned into cliffs, and the ruins of the broken walls were particularly depressed.

But Lu Han stood in front of the jade bi, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he looked like this, but a great change occurred on the jade bi, and a light door was already open.

It is no more than three feet tall, and it is located under the sword marks, surrounded by a milky white halo, as if it is about to lead to the fairy world.

He could feel that the sword marks were not just traces, but also a sharp blade, and if the place was forcibly broken in, the traces fell, and everything was gone.

But for the way of the sword, who else can be comparable to him, I don't know which ancestor of the catastrophe, using the jade structure, and the powerful prohibition set up by his own understanding, can attract the stars to cheer, which is also extremely extraordinary.

Perhaps this ancestor of the Cold Jade Palace, he didn't expect that at this moment, the person standing in front of the jade bi was more suitable for the forbidden attribute, and his experience covered the Three Realms, and he could crack it in minutes.

The coldness on the sword mark lasted for a long time, and when it reached its peak, its sharpness was comparable to a blow from the Xuantian Treasure, and now it slowly receded, and it seemed that the person who sensed it was just a sea of stars.

Lu Han himself has become a semi-virtual state, surrounded by starlight, and the big moon above his head steps in, as if a piece of heaven has gathered to bless his body.

"The natural small space of Sumeru is really like a jewel, falling into the hands of a thief, destroying the heavens!"

But as soon as he stepped in, a huge thrust inexplicably appeared behind him, which caught him off guard and staggered a few steps, and then looked back and had lost his way out.

Looking inside, the light flickered on and off, like two different worlds, half dusk and half dawn, alternating and flickering with each other.

The aura here is ordinary, but there is something that cannot be seen with the naked eye, but can be clearly felt, like vitality, covering any corner, invisible and substantial, sweeping over the skin from time to time.

The interior is less than ten acres, and there is no ground existence in sight, Lu Han stands on a layer of moderately soft and hard substance, all of which are made up of fine and coarse particles, like a crushed meteorite.

The moment he entered, he was pushed and clearly sensed a gravitational pull, coming from the middle of the core, though extremely faint and short-lived.

It's like there's a magnet there, trying to suck the metal from his body, but there's only an altar with a diameter of three feet, and a three-foot green blade stuck in the middle.

The two sides of the blade were aimed at dusk and dawn respectively, and the starlight was suspended around it, and when Lu Han entered, the brightness increased by three percent, and a giant sword phantom was projected, comparable to the artifact that dominated the heavens and the earth.

There was his body in the sword shadow, but the strange thing was that Lu Han's shadow was completely composed of blue light, and a layer of ice-blue mist appeared nearby, and everywhere he walked, including every footprint, there were traces of ice silk intertwined.

The surface of the altar is carved with all kinds of birds and animals, mountains, rivers, rivers and rivers are in it, and there are plants and trees and flowers, which seem to contain an infinite world.

This circular platform, which is only one person high, is simple and sparse above the front, with only a few lines scribbled and seemingly disorganized.

"I have sensed that there is a powerful summoning force that is brewing on the altar!"

Even though he had a lot of experience, he began to be amazed, because since he saw those lines, he felt that his mind was gradually sinking, as if the altar was about to start turning.

There was a mysterious power urging him to cast a spell to summon something powerful, and even when his right hand was raised, it was about to land somewhere, where two lines intertwined, and suddenly swirled, outlining a simple but strange arc.

Buzz——!

Suddenly, the space trembled inexplicably, and Lu Han was surprised to see that these rough lines on the altar disappeared one by one, but an even more magical illusion emerged, comparable to a large screen.

In his eyes, there was a river of blood running across the stars, wide and boundless, and the length was difficult to guess, and it seemed to carry the blood volume of all things.

The blood inside was churning, and the filth was full of stench, and the corrosive and polluting forces were extremely powerful, and even the passing vitality became full of evil in an instant.

But somewhere in the center, a huge black hole appeared in the firmament, and a huge amount of electric light erupted from it, turning into infinite pillars of thunder, bombarding the river of blood again and again.

The thunder pillar was full of the most yang things, and with the terrifying power of thunder and lightning, a large area of blood water evaporated at one time, and there was almost an empty groove within a radius of thousands of miles.

The billowing blood mist rises, and the purity of the refining is incomparable, as if it can provide a torrent of life for all things, and there is no more filth in it.

However, the river is too large, and the river is majestic, making up for the vacancy in a blink of an eye, almost endlessly rushing and roaring, and even roaring to the sky, wanting to smash the thunder and lightning with a thousand huge waves, and the momentum is extremely terrifying.

In this strange situation, a huge pillar of thunder the thickness of a football field shot down from the Nine Heavens Black Hole, stabbed into the middle of the river of blood, and then exploded violently.

Half of the blood river was almost intercepted, and it was purified by thunder light, and countless electric pythons scattered in all directions, each of which was full of spirituality and could automatically chase and destroy filth.

In the huge crater that was bombarded, a small figure came out, he was wrapped in thunder, holding colorful thunder seals in his hands, stepping on black and white thunderclouds, and slowly stepping towards the river.

Every step is as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the breath soars, and the cultivation is endless, climbing in the direction of attaining the Tao and soaring, and it seems that the end is the fairy world.

However, at this moment, a slight sound sounded in his life, and it turned out to be Lu Han's right hand, gently tapping on the three-foot Qingfeng.

A strong wind suddenly blew on the round platform, and swept through it coldly and piercingly, sweeping the illusion into nothing, and the thunder pillar and the sea of blood disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

But now in the dome, there is a big whirlpool, as if it leads to another world, and the inside is infinitely deep, and the divine thoughts cannot be taken back.

'That three-law evil spirit was summoned from the whirlpool, right?, this small Sumeru space should be a kind of freak that various complex forces have been forcibly formed against each other for a long time of countless years, and it was obtained by the ancestor of the Cold Jade Palace. ’

If the altar is opened, it is like sending a signal to outer space, and the terrifying creatures are captured out of thin air, but when they enter the vortex, they are deprived and suppressed by layers, and finally follow the laws of the interface before they can come.

However, it gave the caster the opportunity to control it and use the alien species for his own use, and this three-foot Qingfeng was still a medium-grade Xuantian treasure, which was counted as the most valuable thing in the Cold Jade Palace, and it was placed here just in case.

There are no walls around the space, but there is a rock-solid blocking force, and there are faint fluctuations, invisibly converging towards the sharp blades on the altar, and the cold chill through the bones makes people extremely sober.

Being here, whether it is dawn or dusk, it is shrouded in the cold attribute, except for the Cang Lei Que in the sleeve robe, who feels very uncomfortable and restless, it is very suitable for Lu Han.

Summoning spells are complex and take different lengths of time, for example, here you may have to endure for 180 years, waiting for a fool to be baited because of temptation.

He doesn't know much about this kind of side branch secret technique, even if he doesn't know much about his previous life, but he can take one at random, and after a little analysis, he can catch ducks on the shelves, but no matter how time can be consumed, he is not interested in aliens or foreign objects, if this is the way to entrust safety to others.

After carefully looking at it, an idea was gradually determined, if this place is used as a place for cultivation, with the help of the original power of this place, absorbing the extreme yin attribute in the firmament, I don't know how much bonus it will have for penance?

Two days later, Lu Han stretched out a hand and probed directly into the Dou Great Vortex, and the sword on the pattern table was pulled out and inserted into the ground at the edge.

Around this altar, there is an extra magic circle carved with starlight clusters, Lu Han is sitting in the core of the round platform, his body is floating in the air, and a halo of light is close to form, knowing that there is a round of Xuanyin**, and it begins to rotate slowly.

Thousands of miles near the Cold Jade Palace, after the aftermath of the great battle of the day that the survivors still remained, a few small thunder arcs occasionally appeared in the void, as if to warn those who harbored curiosity.

Don't get close to the living!

It has been a full year since the Kraken issued the battle letter, and some sects are in full swing, trying to improve the strength of their disciples and strengthening the sect's defenses layer by layer.

Even tens of thousands of miles away from the sect, there are monks stationed for a long time, and all kinds of traps have been laid, and the disciples who are good at reconnaissance have doubled their salaries, and they have worked tirelessly to catch any trouble.

The collapse of the first-class Great Sect Han Jade Palace had already spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it seemed that it had been shocked by Lu Han too many times, although it also caused a shocking uproar, but it quickly returned to calm.

Even after the tea and dinner, some people talk about it, but it is only because Lu Han has cultivated into a spirit infant again, and has the treasure of Xuantian, and has become an existence that no one dares to provoke anymore.

He even exchanged speculations about what the Upper Realm Fallen Immortal was, and studied Lu Han's solo trip to the Tianwu Sacred Mountain, openly fighting for the Xiaohuan Realm monks, and what kind of mystery he was hiding behind him.

In the next five years, many monks felt that the Xuan Realm was much more peaceful, and no one had ever heard of any one of them who had been robbed because of their wealth.

Even the Soul Reavers who attacked the low-level monks and the weak convoys have magically disappeared, and many wilderness and secluded places have gradually become more and more numerous.

Because everyone knows that some forces are still sleepless day and night, although Lu Han has not yet come to the door to retaliate, but it is only a matter of time, these sects have always opened all kinds of large arrays with all their might, and the daily consumption is several times more.

As time progressed, there was a rumor that became more and more intense, especially about the Luoyun Sect, which is also a first-class strength, located directly east of Tianwu Holy Mountain, and the east-west direction is the only way.

But back then, Lu Han slaughtered all directions, leaving only this sect behind, but cleaning up the surroundings, and the Luoyun Sect at this moment became more and more like lice on a bald roof, and was gathered by countless eyes, which was very dazzling.

Luoyun Sect is adjacent to Wufu City, one of the giant cities in the west, on the north side of the Baqi Valley, on the east side next to the Hundred Beast Gate, and on the west side is the Tianwu Holy Mountain, which is a giant in the Xuan Realm.

When the Cold Jade Palace was destroyed, it was no less than a thunderbolt from the sky, as if the world-destroying thunder light bombarded their heads, and tens of thousands of monks were terrified.

Because it was very different from other sects that were separated from each other, Lu Han rarely gave up his mercy, wiped out tens of thousands of them with one blow, and turned most of the area into scorched earth, and his attack was more ruthless than ever.

In order for the evil gods to come, they have been waiting for six years, and they have also been preparing for six years, during this period, countless disciples have dispersed in panic, and those who have not left are also in despair, and the sect is gloomy.

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A sea of sand, with no edge in sight, and in the undulating sand dunes, there is a figure walking on it, step by step quite steady, as if measuring with his feet.

This desert belongs to the scope of the Luoyun Sect, and it is an important cultivation place for the foundation of the sect.

In recent years, no one has passed by, and this man walking in the sea of sand is almost the first creature to go deep into the core.

"This is it, yes!"

The man's appearance was very ordinary, like a passer-by from a distance, his face was bronzed, his body was relatively strong, and he carried a long pole on his shoulder, about three feet or so.

When he looked up at the sky, he muttered a few words to himself, and then looked down at a small sand pit in front of him, and buried his head in deep thought.

In a moment, the man raised his pole and thrust it into the bunker, while his body was blurred, and in the blink of an eye he retreated sharply, as if it were very dangerous and difficult to resist.

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