Chapter 610: Cloud Gate Lake

Endless brilliance surged to the ground, like a purple flame waterfall, radiating a strange light, under the moonlight, with bursts of deafening roar, the impact of the loud bang burst in the process, the power of the flame stars splashed everywhere, and in an instant, it turned into a rain of fire covering a radius of ten miles. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to the clusters of fireworks, the flame-like light was densely woven within ten miles, and the nearly ten people who had not had time to escape from the Blood Killing Alliance monks were turned into ashes in an instant.

"Huh!huh!" Liu Junhuai led the ghost puppet to approach the two monks in an instant, the ghost puppet's metal-like body was covered with purple mist, cold and fierce bloomed with the monstrous coercion, and the claws fell in the air, and the sharp claws turned into big handprints like grinding plates and pressed down.

When the palm print gradually rose, it covered the sky and the sun, and the terrifying aura suddenly spread, like a dark cloud pressing down, the sixth-order scattered cultivation true yuan protector shattered in response, and only half exclaimed, it turned into a puddle of flesh and blood, and fell towards the ground.

The head of the ghost puppet rotated at a strange angle, the red light flashed in its eyes, and it found another target, and the trend was like electricity, turning into a virtual shadow, and the momentum was like a streamer.

At this time, Liu Junhuai's god-killing spear was golden, and in the violent crackling sound between thunder and fire, with a high-pitched roar, the gun stabbed out, the thunder roared, and the space was cut by a sharp edge, and the golden spear several feet long pointed directly at the opponent's heart!

The True Yuan in the Seventh-Order Scattered Cultivator's body erupted like a volcano, and an iron staff engraved with a purple dragon slammed up, facing the god-killing spear.

In the sparks, the man's body was knocked out, and in shock, his face was violently distorted, and the long staff danced violently around his body, and his retreat disappeared, but Liu Junhuai's figure disappeared when he opened his eyes.

His mind flashed, the long staff in his hand flipped over, and a large purple sharp net danced behind him, but he was surprised to see Liu Junhuai's figure in front of him suddenly flash, the corners of his mouth twitched mockingly, and the god-killing spear stabbed forward, instantly piercing the man's throat.

Liu Junhuai's killing spear was not finished, and he intuitively felt that the crisis was approaching, and his body retreated violently, and two figures in the air suddenly pounced, and a row of fireballs exploded in front of his eyes.

Liu Junhuai's figure disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, the golden tip of the spear was cold under the moonlight, and a wisp of killing dao pattern overflowed, crossing a phantom shadow in the void, and when the light of the spear head skyrocketed, it had penetrated the back of a monk's heart.

As soon as the figure turned, when the slightest sword qi surrounded him, he bullied up in the gap of the sword qi, and his left finger shot out of the wind, and in the bright sword qi light, it submerged into the center of the person's eyebrows, and even took the person Zhihai Yuanying through it, and instantly strangled it.

Most of the monks who came to the Blood-Killing Alliance this time were the sixth-order scattered cultivators, and one of the only four eighth-order scattered cultivators was killed before he could fly out of the airship, and the other two were also stopped by the Khotanese Ancestor who rushed over.

A green sword appeared, and with the split of this sword, the surrounding air quickly gathered towards the tip of the sword, like several wind dragons roaring invisibly, and a thick sword qi had already shot out, and this sword qi was as fast as lightning and thunder, turning into a line of white light, and instantly submerged into the golden light protection body of one of them.

In the silence, the golden light was split in two, and all the defenses were broken cleanly, like spring snow encountering the scorching sun, dissolving invisible.

The extremely fast Lingxi sword followed the sword qi, and his body flickered and retreated, but in the blink of an eye, he screamed, and one arm flew out, he was wearing defensive armor, but there was no armor on his arm, so he was cut off in an instant.

The other person reacted instantly, the muscles on the surface of his body squirmed, and countless vines surrounded by black qi rushed out, intertwined into a large net of overlapping vines, and headed towards the Khotanese Ancestor Cover.

In the face of the overwhelming vine net, the Khotanese Ancestor swung out a sword casually, the red and cyan ripples were like blue waves, and the waves flashed, and a huge opening was opened in the vine net, and his figure flashed through, and several sword lights condensed behind him, making a whining sound of breaking the air, and the castration was increased several times in vain.

I saw the light and shadow flash, and the man staggered out of more than ten feet, his face was pale, his eyebrows were a little red, and the shock in his eyes was not gone, but there was no vitality!

At the squeak, a figure Yuan Ying rushed out of the sea of knowledge in a panic, looked left and right, and the teleportation characteristics of Yuan Ying were highlighted, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the void.

Without waiting for the Khotanese ancestor to chase him out, Liu Junhuai on his side disappeared in place, and after a few breaths, he turned back, and a white yuan baby had been imprisoned and put away.

On the other side, as Wu Mingzhi and Lian Cheng appeared like two Nine Tribulation Scattered Cultivators, the monks of the Blood Killing Alliance were terrified and fled in all directions, and six Black Shadow Battle Dao weapons appeared everywhere in the void, and the supreme coercion suddenly rose, and quickly connected into a heaven-destroying power between the heavens and the earth, and strands of green lightning intertwined and merged in the void, turning into a densely woven scorching power grid, spreading across the sky like a torrential rain.

The rumbling sound continued, and the scorching power grid flew above everyone's heads and burst in vain, shattering the void, and the boundless sharp lightning, wrapped in the impact of vast energy, bloomed wantonly in the crowd, and the thick and bloody spread in the void in an instant.

The scorching rays pierced through their flesh and skin, and when they screamed a few times, water vapor was already spewing out of their mouths, and at that moment their bodies were already steaming through the heat.

The sharp lightning is like a volcanic eruption, and the current halo of the Dao Dao quickly takes the center of the circle as the center, like a water ripple, and continues to spread towards the surroundings, the halo sweeps by, the void is turbulent, and the turbulence is crossed, and even after Liu Junhuai's side is also affected, everyone retreats away one after another.

The sound of "poof" continued, and the power grid spread a terrifying and murderous atmosphere, and the scorching heat was like the blazing sun in summer, and the tendency to swallow the sky and the earth continued to expand.

The green lightning quickly interspersed among the monks, and the stream of electricity with bright red blood stains kept slashing across their necks, and where they passed, there was a dead silence.

The rich blood and the screams of many monks before their tragic deaths did not make the armed men of the Battle Dao relax in the slightest, and the cold qi of the monks of the Blood Killing Alliance soared all over their bodies, and a chilling aura from the bone marrow instantly filled their bodies.

At this time, the sky above the Beixipi Valley turned into hell, and in the murderous aura, more than seventy Blood Killing Alliance monks, except for a few high-level loose cultivators, none of them were spared from falling into a pool of blood, and all of them looked hideous with bloody eyes and panic when they were dying.

The warm blood was scattered all over the ground, and the air was suddenly filled with a disgusting smell of blood, with a strong killing intent, as if it were a mountain, floating in the void, gradually passing by with the breeze, washed away, and dissipated!

With a few "sighs", six puppets stood straight in front of Liu Junhuai, four of them holding four prisoners in their hands.

Put away the puppet, and the mirror world's exploration power covers a range of thousands of miles, which introduced a few people into the magic weapon space, and appeared in Pingzhou City after a few breaths.

The battle there was over, He Chenglong and Su Yongwang were also broken and the cultivation was thrown aside, and the Monk Alliance's digital eighth-order scattered correction was reviewed by the Ge family brothers.

In another place, three monks from Shen Bingwen's side had been captured alive, and Shen Bingwen was sitting on the ground next to him with a dead face.

The ancestor of Khotan knew the brothers of the Nage family, stepped forward and asked a few words in a low voice, and then opened his hand to break the prohibition on the two of them, "There is no problem with the two brothers, you can quickly interrogate those people!"

Old Ancestor pointed at the four high-level loose cultivators that Liu Junhuai had just thrown out, and a monk stepped forward to mention a few people, and quickly interrogated them in four places.

Liu Junhuai walked to the side to extract the memory of the Yuan Baby, and after half a pillar of incense, Liu Junhuai came to the side of the Khotanese Old Ancestor and others.

"In the memory of that eighth-order cultivator, it shows that six thousand miles away from here, there is a location called Yunmen Lake, which is a hidden place for them! Without further ado, I went to explore before, and if I need manpower, I will return quickly!"

The Khotanese Ancestor shook his head, "That side is already searching for souls, wait for a while, and then gather the information, don't be in a hurry for a moment!"

After a while, a monk came to report, and sure enough, there was also a message from Yunmen Lake, and several people discussed a few words in a low voice, and Liu Junhuai left alone.

Yunmen Lake is similar to the Miao Lake of Hanyun City, located in the southern corner of a small city called Bu'an County, covering an area of less than 100 miles, but it belongs to private territory.

Its owner is called Ji Junyu, who is the head of the Ji family in the city, but this Ji family has long been defeated, and only a few juniors of the Ji family on the central island of Yunmen Lake have not left as a place of cultivation.

The Blood-Killing Alliance secretly controlled a few people more than ten years ago, but it did not send people for a long time, and only secretly entered it a few days ago, and most of them were low-level casual cultivators.

In fact, there are not many Blood-Killing Alliance monks in this place, because most of them rushed to the valley of Fangcai, and the reason why Liu Junhuai came here is because among the remaining dozen monks, there is a strange person who is not clear in Yuanying's memory, and it was arranged by a seventh-order cultivator of the Blood-Killing Alliance for the hall master.

This person does not seem to have cultivated himself, has never listened to him, and is not afraid of anyone at all, and lives alone in a room and does not go out all day.

After the first battle, Liu Junhuai had explored a range of thousands of miles, and there was no suspicious place, even if the Blood Killing Alliance got the news, it would only find strange things in the retention of the monks' breath, but this breath feedback will have a reaction process of half an hour to an hour, and he is using this time difference to try his luck.

At this time, it was night, and there was a light mist like smoke on Yunmen Lake, and in the distance were faint mountains, and only the gray mountain shadows were faintly discernible.

The lake is surrounded by weeds, you can smell the scent of earth, the surface of the lake sparkles in the moonlight, and the cool water crashes against the waves.

The island in the middle of the lake is in the vast smoke and waves dozens of miles away, the terrain on the island is flat, the black olive trees are all over, these more than 100 years old black olive trees, the trees are strong and the branches are high, the forms are different, and they become a landscape by themselves.

And that strange man was behind a huge black olive tree, exploring in the mirror world, as Liu Junhuai knew, there was no trace of cultivation in his body.

Liu Junhuai's curiosity became even more arousing, a person with no cultivation at all, fled here with the Blood Killing Alliance, what was it for, and if he was in any place where mortals in the Han River gathered, wouldn't it be safer to hide.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and this association intensified the curiosity in his heart.

The shadow magic power was turned on, and Liu Junhuai instantly came to the place where this person lived, and the mirror world shrouded the range of dozens of zhang, and observed quietly!