Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 698: Qianlong Zaiyuan
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The strong blood **** clan also looks like he has seen a ghost. He has fought against Li Wu for many years, and he knows the strength of the latter. If it were not for the latter to occupy the geographical advantage, he is familiar with the terrain of the Sky Puppet Sect and various formations. Fa, they had already cut it by the sword.
A man who had been chased and killed by them in the past, who fled in embarrassment, suddenly showed extremely terrifying combat power. How could he not be shocked?
"Why are you so strong all of a sudden?" The strong blood **** clan looked at Li Wuxiang directly, in surprise, said.
The answer to him was a bright sword air.
When he saw this, the blood **** clan powerhouse's complexion was pale, and the blood-colored vitality surging all over his body, with a bloodthirsty aura, he blasted at the sharply shot sword aura.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, but the complexion of the strong blood **** clan changed abruptly. Immediately, his stature shook, and he continued to retreat. At the same time, Li Wuxiang's wrist shook, and the second sword gas whistled. Out.
With a sound of "pouch," the blood **** clan powerhouse was invincible, and a fierce hole was cut out in his chest, blood flowed.
Suffering severely, the blood **** clan powerhouse was frightened and angry. He was a half-step venerable powerhouse. Normally humans were half-step veteran-level powerhouses. He did not see him at all. He raised his hand to destroy, and Li Wu Although the Xiang Xiu base has increased sharply, it is only half a step at the Venerable Level, and the combat power is stronger than him. This makes the blood **** clan powerhouse who prides itself on being superior to the human race, shocked and angry.
"Dead!"
Li Wuxiang finally spoke, his voice still vicissitudes and hoarse, as if he had experienced thousands of years.
As his voice fell, the third sword aura whistled out. This sword aura, in terms of aura and scale, is not comparable to the first two. With the speed of electric light and flint, it slashed at the strong blood gods. go with.
"Shoo!"
The complexion of the strong blood **** tribe suddenly changed. Obviously, he also felt the breath of death from this move, and he retreated without hesitation.
Although he was fast, his sword energy was faster, he caught up in the blink of an eye, and then flashed past his horrified eyes.
"Puff!"
This is the sound of a sharp blade cutting the flesh, and a hideous head flies high in the blood splashing.
When Lu Chen saw this scene, he was also shocked by Li Wuxiang’s combat power. The blood **** clan powerhouse’s combat power was absolutely terrifying, and it was such a powerful man, but Li Wuxiang was caught in twos. Next, cut melons and vegetables.
When Lu Chen was shocked by Li Wuxiang’s combat power, the latter suddenly turned around. Although he couldn't see his face, Lu Chen still clearly noticed a pair of unwavering eyes. Staring at him.
Unable to confirm Li Wuxiang's intentions, Lu Chen's body was tight and he was ready to take the Nine Heaven Pill at any time.
"The eightfold cultivation base of the sky, you...very good." To Lu Chen's surprise, after staring at him for a while, Li Wuxiang praised him for no reason.
Lu Chen has no expression on his face, still on guard for Li Wuxiang.
Seeing Lu Chen's alertness, Li Wuxiang said, "Don't be nervous, if I want to kill you, I won't save you."
"Why are you saving me?" Lu Chen asked.
Li Wuxiang said: "I also follow orders!"
Lu Chen was silent. After a while, he finally asked the doubts in his mind, "Who are you? What is the connection with the Sky Puppet Sect?"
From the first time I met Li Wuxiang, Lu Chen raised this question, until the blood **** clan powerhouse said that he had long ago forged a grudge with Li Wuxiang, this question became stronger.
"This...you don't need to know, now...you only need to know that in seven days, a panic will erupt in the Linglong Mountain three hundred miles southwest.
At that time, the powerhouses suppressed by this blood **** race will break the seal. If it succeeds, not only you and me, but everyone in this space, monsters, will not escape death..." Li Wuxiang The mouth is amazing!
When Lu Chen heard the words, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he finally knew why the spirits of the seven-story pagoda pulled them into it, not to choose the master, but to force them to fight the enemy together...
"Your strength is too weak. Although I don't know why Master Linglong treats you differently, I still hope that you can use the remaining seven days to improve your cultivation!"
Li Wuxiang took a deep look at Lu Chen, then wanted to leave. Then, he seemed to think of something, and said: "To the southeast, a hundred miles away, there is a gorge. The treasures in the gorge, perhaps Useful for you!"
After saying that, Li Wuxiang stopped staying, his body flashed, and he rushed towards the distance, disappearing into Lu Chen's vision for a few breaths.
"Seven days later, the strong blood **** clan broke the seal...southeast...the canyon..." Lu Chen froze in place, chewing Li Wuxiang's words carefully.
At the same time, thirty miles away, Li Wuxiang appeared. In front of him, the space fluctuated and a hazy shadow appeared.
The moment he saw the hazy shadows, Li Wuxiang's face straightened and his tone was respectful, "Li Wuxiang, the third core disciple of the Heavenly Puppet Sect, pay homage to Lord Linglong!"
"Your strength is not enough, come with me." The hazy shadow called'Linglong Master' gave out a clear voice.
"Yes!"
Li Wuxiang got up respectfully, but at this moment, Lord Linglong spoke again, saying: "Are you wondering why I value that person so much?!"
Li Wuxiang was indifferent, and then lightly nodded. He had been in contact with Lu Chen. Although the latter had good talent and strength, Lord Linglong was a character who lived for tens of thousands of years. What kind of enchanting genius has never been seen. Even he, the third core disciple of the Heavenly Puppet Sect ten thousand years ago, did not receive such attention from the other party.
"He..."
The shadowy figure pondered for a moment, and the breath that made her tremble not long ago could not help.
This space was transformed by her ontology, and everything that happened in the space could not fill her. Therefore, when Lu Chen released her martial soul, she felt the feeling for the first time, that breath, although It's very weak and insignificant, but... it can't be wrong, it's...
"He... Qianlong is in the Yuan!!!" The shadowy figure was silent for a long time, and finally spit out four characters slowly.
Although the voice was soft, listening to Li Wuxiang's ears made his heart shake.
Who is the Lord Linglong, who actually made such an evaluation of a junior, if he remembers it well, ten thousand years ago, the first person of the core disciple of the Sky Puppet Sect, Senior Brother Li, Master Linglong's evaluation of him is... OK! ! !
The Qianlong is in the deep!
Alright!
The gap is self-evident.
Brother Li, the talent of Tianzong, has entered the rank of nobleman at the age of twenty. At the age of thirty-two, he is already the ninth layer of the nobleman, only one step away from the realm of the saint, such a person , The geniuses who suppressed the Eastern Desolation could not lift their heads, even if they were placed in the out of reach of Central Continent, they could be famous.
It is this kind of genius who has only been evaluated as ‘okay’ among Linglong’s large population.
And, I don't know if it is an illusion, Master Linglong's tone when talking about the kid seems...with a trace of awe!
Awe?
Li Wuxiang didn't understand, he didn't understand, what is the ability of that weak kid, so that the superior Linglong lord would feel awe of him.
While Li Wuxiang was thinking about it, a crisp voice sounded, "Let’s go, time is running out, I hope this seven days will help you break through the shackles and go further!"
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