Luo Fu Chapter 292: Strength in the shadows
Chapter 292 The power in the shadows
Nangong Xiaoyan saw with his own eyes these young men in gray shirts exuding a gloomy and stern aura who appeared from the eighth island, and then disappeared among the roundabouts of Kunlun under orders.
The impact of these gray-shirted young men on his mind was no less than the sudden disappearance of Osumi's positive and negative Nine Palaces Formation. Nangong Xiaoyan is already a direct disciple of the Ten Great Golden Immortals of Kunlun who control the divisions, and is already the existence closest to the peak of Kunlun's power, and Huang Wushen trusts him very much, allowing him to enter the ninth level of Kunlun in an emergency. power of the island.
But even he doesn't know the existence of these gray-clothed young men whose cultivation level is not lower than his.
If there are one or two, it's fine, but there are more than a dozen young men in gray shirts who lead Kunlun Jue away, who seem to have stayed in the shadows for a long time and are full of gloomy and cold aura. Compared with Jian Si, these Kunlun disciples wearing gray clothes with a silver glow on the surface are like Liannu hidden in Kunlun, sinister and powerful.
But the more this happened, the more Nangong Xiaoyan felt at ease... Until then, he didn't know what kind of strength was hidden behind this behemoth, Kunlun, who secretly ruled the world's Taoism in the eyes of the world. .
In fact, except for Huang Wushen, no one knows what kind of power he has in his hands, and how much hidden power he has. But this kind of power is definitely beyond everyone's imagination.
It's just that Nangong Xiaoyan doesn't understand one thing. Huang Wushen didn't shy away from him. In this moment, Nangong Xiaoyan had seen Huang Wushen mobilize two forces unknown to the world. Among the gray-shirted disciples. Although he didn't see what the old man in the wooden house looked like, and didn't feel the slightest mana fluctuation of the old man, he only knew that the man was Huang Wushen's uncle, but judging from the words of the two, the man His cultivation must be astonishing, at least at the level of the top ten golden immortals. And those disciples in gray shirts must have been taught by the supreme classics of Kunlun, just like his direct disciples, and they may even have been taught by Huang Wushen.
When mobilizing these two forces, Nangong Xiaoyan was already sure that the headmaster he respected and believed in had already expected that Kuang Wuxin would betray him, and had already made preparations. That being the case, why not capture or kill Kuang Wuxin earlier? Although he is now in the ninth most important island, Nangong Xiaoyan is very clear that many Kunlun disciples are bleeding to death at this moment, and many of them are the cornerstones of Kunlun.
Nangong Xiaoyan never doubted Huang Wushen's courage. People like Huang Wushen would never have any scruples about getting rid of Kuang Wuxin. God wants to let Kuang Wuxin activate, and let so many Kunlun disciples die in vain.
"Nangong Xiaoyan."
Just as Nangong Xiaoyan watched among the young men in gray shirts appearing in front of him, the penultimate young man in gray shirts left quickly, and when he was thinking that in his mind, he stood not far in front of him. Huang Wushen called his name indifferently, and then said flatly but with natural supreme majesty: "From now on, all the sword divisions are under your control, and you cooperate with Ming 17th to the fourth level to deploy defenses around the island." .”
Ming Shiqi is the last disciple in gray shirt standing like a shadow in front of Huang Wushen. It is much less than the rest of the gray shirt disciples. And after hearing Huang Wushen's words, this young man in gray shirt with a strange name immediately nodded towards Nangong Xiaoyan, and he didn't seem to be difficult to get close to.
But Nangong Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, "In charge of... Jiansi?"
Jiansi is one of Kunlun's most important combat powers, with a total of thousands of disciples. Before that, Nangong Xiaoyan was only one of the directors of Qingsi who was responsible for delivering news. No matter from any point of view, Nangong Xiaoyan can't see that he has the qualifications and strength to be in charge of Jiansi, even if it is only temporarily.
"Ming Shiqi will tell you how to do it, and his people will help you control the sword division. All you have to do is to carry out the order."
However, Huang Wushen didn't give Nangong Xiaoyan any room to shirk. After saying that sentence, Huang Wushen just explained, "I just don't know who I can completely trust in Jiansi, so I want You go."
"The disciple obeys!"
With a buzzing sound in Nangong Xiaoyan's mind, the blood in his body seemed to heat up suddenly. Although he believed in Huang Wushen and the power he controlled, Huang Wushen's words also made him feel the seriousness of this matter. The unleashed power has already posed a great threat to Huang Wushen.
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When Nangong Xiaoyan and Ming Qiqi, who had never met before, fled from the ninth ring island, all kinds of splendor had already flashed in the triple ring island of Kunlun.
There is nothing that can describe such a scene. At the same time, at least hundreds of rays of light rise up from various places around the triple ring island, and at an extremely fast speed, they bring out long flames in the air and fall into the first place. Among the four roundabouts.
Magnificent and disconcerting.
And at the moment when these brilliance suddenly fell into the fourth roundabout, a wave of mana that was so powerful that it was almost suffocating suddenly filled the thousand miles around. The entire roundabout on the first level suddenly sank heavily, as if the entire vast roundabout had been slammed down hard by an extremely huge sledgehammer.
On the first ring island, all the palaces and houses, all the exotic flowers and plants, and even the rocks are intact, but the entire island is abruptly enveloped by an invisible force that covers the entire island. Hit it down!
At this moment, there seemed to be a lot of brilliance flashing from the first roundabout, but those brilliance were instantly extinguished like a candle in the wind, and the figures wrapped in it instantly turned into a mass blood mist.
Just after a breath, dozens of rays of light appeared in the second roundabout and the third roundabout, showing hesitation and madness, but at this moment, the nine gorgeous rays of light just The disappearing night sky suddenly turned red.
In Kunlun, it began to rain.
Under the shroud of the Great Sumeru Pros and Cons Nine Palaces, Kunlun, which is not affected by the outside weather and never rains, began to rain.
And those rains... are all red lines of fire!
The endless, spider-like thread of fire instantly enveloped the second and third ring islands of Kunlun.
Those figures who rushed out of the second and third roundabouts because they felt something was wrong, almost fell from the air immediately. However, their bodies have completely dried up, and their true energy, qi and blood were burned out in an instant.
A small half of the figures resisted the crimson flames scattered all over the sky, and braved the crimson flames scattered all over the sky, but the golden lightning bolts condensed like crystals Like a javelin thrown by a **** king, with astonishing penetrating power, it accurately broke through their respective defenses and pierced their bodies in the air. The moment the golden thunder light passed through their bodies, bunches of yellow light appeared from the seven orifices of these figures, and then their entire bodies instantly turned into ashes in the air, and they fell apart with a bang.
Kunlun tonight is destined to be full of shocks that many people will never see in their lifetime.
It was only three or four breaths, and there was no vitality in Kunlun's triple roundabout.
Including the crimson "color" line of fire scattered all over the sky, the destructive and powerful spell that was issued by someone at this moment did not destroy most of the buildings and exotic flowers and plants, but Almost all moving things turned into blood mist, or dry corpses that had been burnt to dry blood.
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"It's the three old immortals in the eighth roundabout." Kuang Wuxin stood on the bow of a large pitch-black ship, looking at the fire lines falling all over the sky in the far distance and the one that was accurately harvesting life There was a flash of golden lightning, showing an intriguing smile, "In normal times, I can only deal with one at most, and I can't deal with the two of them teaming up."
"I just hope that their actions can be quicker, so that our people don't die in vain." On the left side of Kuang Wuxin, a man was wearing a green long gown and a purple gold Taoist crown~IndoMTL.com~ The face was extremely smooth, but he didn't even have a beard or eyebrows, the man with a thin face who looked extremely strange said with a sneer. His voice is indescribably soft, it sounds like a cold poisonous snake is burrowing into your ear.
His gaze is focused on the sky far ahead. There, there were more than a dozen purple figures constantly shuttling back and forth. Pieces of various precious stones and jade were placed in specific positions in the air by their hands, and an invisible force slowly moved back and forth. Connect these gems and jade together, so that these gems and jade flowing with various colors of brilliance are quietly suspended in the air, slowly forming a pair of huge sutra pillars, and like a The rod has the shape of a giant scale with two trays.
Circles of strange luster and inexplicable mana fluctuations radiated from it, and the feminine man in the green long gown without even a beard or eyebrows on his face, his attention However, the power was neither concentrated on the purple figures who were still rapidly shuttling through the formation, nor was it concentrated on the unfinished strange magic circle suspended in the air.
At this moment, his eyes were focused on the gray figure standing silently at the stern of the ship. That gray figure was always covered in a thick gray mist, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
The feminine man in the green shirt couldn't see his cultivation level, but before a stick of incense, he saw those disciples of the Great Freedom Palace in purple shirts who were proficient in formations under his command, Quietly and without a breath, the Great Sumeru Pros and Cons Nine Palaces Formation was broken. And Kuang Wuxin also seemed to have great trust in him, and actually handed over most of the power to him, and asked him to coordinate and command.