The Holy Son of Bailu has always been above the top and extremely proud, and it is not too unexpected for everyone to directly break the temple at this moment.

It's just that the thunder spirit bead that shot out with the power of thunder and lightning seemed to be frozen, and it stopped in front of the temple gate strangely, and it was not allowed to enter.

The countless purple thunder lights on it also disappeared into invisibility, and the famous psychic magic weapon Lei Lingzhu was like an ordinary purple jade bead at this moment, staying in the void in front of the temple gate, slowly rotating.

A golden-red Xuanguang gradually condensed from the front of the hall, transforming into a phantom figure of a long-haired man in a cyan robe, the man's eyes were calm, he reached out and picked up Lei Lingzhu, and said softly: "Not bad." ”

The pupils of the White Deer Holy Son shrank, as the Tianjiao of the Daoji Peak Realm, and even the Holy Son's title, at this moment, he temporarily lost the induction between him and the psychic magic weapon Lei Lingzhu!

This kind of strength is dressed in a cyan robe, and the identity of this phantom man is about to come out.

"I've seen Hanshui Yuanjun!" Countless scattered cultivators looked excited, their eyes were red, and some of them almost burst into tears, and saluted loudly in unison.

"I've seen Hanshui Yuanjun!!" There are many people from small families and small sects who have been blessed by the Hanshui Dojo, hesitate for a moment, but also salute loudly and bend down.

Zhang Lingruo of the Demon Sound Sect, Zhao Changhe of the Poyue Sword Sect and other disciples of the five major sects also bowed slightly to show their respect for this half-step distraction realm power.

Only the people of the Wa Emperor Ancient Sect, as well as a few small circles of the Shangqing Holy Sect, were unmoved, and just looked coldly at the blue-robed and long-haired man.

The blue-robed man held the Thunder Spirit Bead in his hand, glanced at the many scattered corpses on the ground, shook his head and sighed softly.

"Hanshui Yuanjun, you yourself have been dead for a long time, and you are still feeling sorry for these dead cultivators?" Yan Wuji sneered, his voice extremely clear in front of the main hall that was quiet at the moment.

"Yan Wuji, don't be disrespectful to Lord Yuanjun!" There were many loose cultivators who were red-eyed, and for a while they actually ignored the difference in status and strength between the two sides, and pointed at Yan Wuji and shouted.

Frowning slightly, Yan Wuji raised his hand slightly, and threw out a dazzling blood light, seeing that these scattered cultivators were about to splash blood on the spot.

"That's it. The blue-robed man waved his sleeves slightly, eliminating the blood light, and also untied the thunder spirit bead in his hand, "What this demon clan friend said is good, Benjun has already been reincarnated, and at this moment, there is only this trace of Yuan Shen remnants left, what can he do?"

The thunder spirit bead was released from the prison, and in a moment, thousands of blazing thunder rays bloomed again, and the roar became more and more intense, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the man in the green robe.

"Come back. The White Deer Holy Son beckoned gently, and the Thunder Spirit Bead flew back extremely reluctantly, and the thunder light in the sky disappeared and disappeared into the Thunder Spirit Bead.

"Benjun has been sad and lonely all his life, even if he has fallen, he has only left a water-based martial arts inheritance that he obtained back then," the golden red light in the hand of the blue-robed man bloomed, enveloping a radius of hundreds of zhang, "This inheritance, any living being can come to be tested, this is the only fair thing that Benjun can do for you at this time." ”

His figure faded more and more, and Hanshui Yuanjun tilted his head slightly, glancing at the direction of the bottom of the swamp river, as if there was something extremely worthy of his nostalgia.

"Lord Yuanjun!"

"Lord Hanshui Yuanjun!"

Countless points of light drifted out, and in the end, only a pair of calm eyes remained, emitting extremely bright light.

However, the last light gradually faded, drifting away in the wind that gradually rose above the surface of the swamp river, leaving no trace behind.

Countless scattered cultivators and people who had received its favor all stared blankly at the place where the figure dissipated, their faces were complicated, and one of them even knelt on the ground for a long time.

The huge door of the hall slowly opened, attracting everyone's attention, but no one scrambled to enter, because the golden-red light that shrouded hundreds of zhang before exuded a gentle teleportation power, gradually teleporting every living creature within its range into the main hall.

Obviously, what Hanshui Yuanjun said is correct, every living being has the opportunity to obtain this water system exercise inheritance.

The White Deer Holy Son, Hong Zhao, and Yan Wuji each cast a mystical spell to get rid of the power of teleportation and break away from the range of the golden-red light shield.

In the extreme distance of the sky, there was a huge dark star map coming ethereally, although its speed was not fast, but it was extremely eye-catching, and the Bailu people all raised their eyes and recognized the person immediately.

"Jing Xingchen of the Mingxin Mountain Range?" Yan Wuji's eyes lit up, "I heard that his path is only sincere to the sword, and his power is shocking, so I might want to give it a try this time." ”

"You're no match for him. Bailu's faint voice came from beside him.

"I haven't tried it, so how do I know?" Yan Wuji was obviously a little dissatisfied with Bailu's evaluation, and immediately his heart moved, and a demonic light was used in his palm, which turned into a long knife in the blink of an eye, and his palm reversed, clenched the long knife, and gently slashed towards the star map that came from afar.

On the star map, Jing Xingchen, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Be careful." ”

When his words fell, a sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly appeared in front of the star map, with a huge amount of heaven and earth power, with an unstoppable momentum, slashing and slashing!

Jian Liangbi, He Junyu and the others all looked slightly condensed, looking at the huge and incomparable sword light, they all raised magic weapons to protect their bodies. The red tassel was still looking at the clouds on both sides in a daze, not knowing what to think, and was pulled into the colorful brilliance around her by Jian Liangbi before she could come back to her senses.

"Huh? Luo Hongying was caught off guard, and was very close to Jian Liangbi's body, feeling the man's breath, his face was blushing, and he wanted to push it away.

"See for yourself. Jian Liangbi raised his chin slightly, Luo Hongying glanced at the front of the star map, and exclaimed: "Divine power!"

The huge sword light was resisted by Jing Xingchen with a purple long sword, and the starlight on the long sword was shining, like purple glass, extremely beautiful, it was Jing Xingchen's only sword, and its name was Shattered Star.

The light of the Shattered Star Sword flowed, and in an instant, an extremely brilliant sword light erupted, encompassing the heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of zhang, and after the sword light dispersed, the huge sword light had been eliminated into invisibility.

Jing Xingchen stood at the edge of the star map, holding the Broken Star Sword, looking at Yan Wuji by the swamp river, and said softly: "It's rude to come and not go." ”

With a tap of his toes, he flew out from the star map, and the shattered star turned into a cloud of blazing purple light, enveloping his whole body, and the man and the sword were almost one, and the brilliant purple light rushed towards the direction where Yan Wuji was.

"Divine powers, star twisting. Jing Xingchen's voice came out of it, but the moment the voice fell, the purple mang had already rushed to Yan Wuji's body at a speed that ordinary people didn't have time to react to, and the speed was not reduced, and it was directly brought up, roaring into the Shaojiang River, hitting several churning waves dozens of zhang high.

The star map had also slowly stopped, and Bian Hongyu stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen the White Deer Holy Son." ”

"No courtesy. Bai Lu turned his head to look at Hong Zhao and said softly, "Yan Wuji's temper, when can he change it." ”

"I'm afraid I can't change it. Hongzhao didn't look at Bian Hongyu and the others, but looked at the direction of the swamp river with Bailu.