Chapter Ninety-Five: Vientiane Senluo

Wood-based spiritual power has always been the most proficient in fighting a war of attrition among the five elements of spiritual power, and even some monks who have cultivated to a high depth can comprehend some laws of life from it, and the endless opportunities for life make these monks who practice wood-based magic techniques even more difficult to deal with.

As we all know, Luo Xi's talent in spiritual power cultivation is very high, and he has already comprehended a terrifying aura of destruction just in the Jindan period, and it is the seemingly insignificant high-level law that gives Luo Xi the strength and confidence to be able to challenge beyond the level in the cultivation realm.

However, many people simply know that Luo Xi has comprehended the breath of destruction, but no one has ever thought about how this breath is comprehended, you must know that life and death are a pair of inseparable twins, and Luo Xi, who has comprehended the breath of destruction, naturally understands the laws of life, even before she comprehends the breath of destruction, but she usually never shows it.

And now that Cangmu City is dying and surviving, Luo Xi finally showed her prohibitive terrifying talent, and took out all the laws of life that she had comprehended.

Vientiane Senro.

This is the name of Luo Xi's move, and it is also the move that already exists in the Qinglan Sword Technique she cultivated. Although this move was not created by herself, if it is powerful, it is definitely not under any of her previous moves.

Huge trees burst out of the ground, growing upwards like a catalyst, and there was even a trace of imperceptible sword intent in them. In just an instant, a forest appeared out of thin air outside Cangmu City, completely enveloping the arrogant and arrogant He Ting inside.

"This, what kind of move is this," a monk from Kuraki Castle exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the miraculous sight in front of him. In Kuragi City for so many years, I have never seen Luo Xi perform this trick, if it is something she has only comprehended in recent years, it can make them feel better, but it is obvious that according to this level of proficiency, Luo Xi must have already known this trick, but at the beginning, there was no monk in Cangmu City who could ((force bī) bī) to use Luo Xi's full strength.

And Yan Chidan whispered to himself, "Well, this is the trick that Huo Sixian said at the beginning to cover up all the smell of blood overnight, I heard that the terrain of the entire Qiying Mountain has increased by more than three feet, it is really unimaginable power." ”

The monks of Kuragi City can easily talk about Luo Xi and her move at this time, and He Ting, who is in the middle of it, is not so good at this time, you must know that thousands of sword intents are flying back and forth beside you, and it is impossible to make people's hearts (情qíng) get better.

He Ting dodged the huge trees that were cannibalistic while paying attention to the layers of dense sword intent in the forest, and couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed in his heart, "What kind of thing is this woman, there is still a trace of the breath of the law, isn't this something that can only be understood by the monks at least in the Yuan Infant Stage, could it be that she has some adventures?"

The world of cultivation is vast, and the space where the monks live is only one-twelfth of a tenth, and more places are demon beasts and even demon beasts can't survive in the space, and to this day, it has been more than 20,000 years since the monks appeared, and no one dares to guarantee that the place in the cultivation realm will not have all kinds of traces left by the previous predecessors, and it is normal for someone to be lucky enough to get something from it.

It's just that, "Why did I encounter it?" He Ting quickly flashed left and right in Luo Xi's Vientiane Sen Luo with some irritability.

Escape is not a way, with a "stab" sound, and finally He Ting was stabbed by Luo Xi's sword intent because he couldn't dodge, and a trace of red blood appeared on the red and white gossip robe.

"Damn, the number of this sword intent seems to be increasing. He Ting looked at the small wound and couldn't help frowning and complaining, "No, you have to find a way to break through quickly, otherwise you will really be trapped to death by this Jindan stage monk." ”

He Ting roared violently, and the flames on his fists tumbled, blasting out towards the surrounding trees with a little rage, each punch sending out a wave of aftermath like a raging demon beast crashing into the mountains. And it seemed that he felt He Ting's spiritual power, and all the sword intent of Vientiane Senrory suddenly flew in his direction.

"Thorn thorn" He Ting's robe has become more and more open, but this time He Ting has already prepared to transfer part of the spiritual power on (body shēn) to protect his own body, so although he is embarrassed, there is no wound on (body shēn). And the trees in Luo Xi's Vientiane Sen Luo became fewer and fewer under He Ting's ferocious fist, and even a small part of the trees burned because they couldn't withstand the heat.

On the other side, Luo Xi, who was controlling Vientiane Senluo outside, naturally felt the changes in his moves, and his always cold expression became a little nervous. Then I saw her gently throw her cyan flying sword into the sky, and after the cyan flying sword absorbed the spiritual power released by Luo Xi, Zhou (身shēn) bloomed with a dazzling light, and then stabbed straight towards Vientiane Senluo like lightning.

He Ting was punching and punching at this time, trying to blast out a way out that could get out, so naturally he didn't pay so much attention to the changes outside Vientiane Senluo. But after all, he was still a monk in the Founding Period, and his divine sense was much stronger than that of ordinary monks, and the moment the flying sword entered Vientiane Senluo, he had already sensed the aura coming from the flying sword that made him feel a little threatening.

"Shhh Can't you always play these little cleverness in a dignified way? He Ting snorted disdainfully. What he likes the most is the kind of fist to (flesh ròu) fight, only the (body shēn) body feels the pain can make him feel a trace of the pleasure of fighting, as for the sneak attack in the back, He Ting never does it.

Now that he has found out, He Ting will naturally not be easily hit by Luo Xi's flying sword, but it is impossible to avoid it, his own (body shēn) side has already been filled with Luo Xi's sword intent, and it is easier to face it directly than to flee out.

I saw He Ting's legs bent slightly, his eyes slightly narrowed and staring at the flying sword above, his right hand clenched his fist in front of his (body shēn), while his left hand slowly grasped the wrist of his right hand, and at the same time, the fiery red fist (taotào) on his left hand also slowly turned into red spiritual power wrapped around his right hand.

And when Luo Xi's flying sword was about to stab at his (body shēn), He Ting suddenly jumped up, and his flaming right fist was wrapped in a terrifying fire spiritual power to meet Luo Xi's flying sword.

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