繁荣!!!
雷鸣般的怒吼回荡在山峦中,天空中两道耀眼的剑光碎裂,散成一阵星雨,消失在天地之间.
"这...这怎么可能?!
两位师兄的脸色变得苍白如纸.
看着剑光瞬间的湮灭,他们的眼中浮现出前所未有的恐惧.
这一刻,他们的头脑稍微清醒了一点——仅仅是爱情和羁绊,绝对无法撼动实力悬殊的对手!
但已经太晚了!
打碎两道剑光后,地剑的气势并没有减慢,带着杀气,朝着他们嚎叫而来!
绝望如潮水般涌动,两人浑身颤抖,终于意识到了现实.
"饶了我们吧!前辈,不用了,请饶了我们!!
刺骨的哀嚎声在群山中回荡,但地剑却已经化作一道光芒,将他们的身影完全吞没.
[击杀一名妖宗流氓修士,善行值+12万]
[击杀一名妖宗盗贼修士,善行值+13万]
风停了,云散了,世界又恢复了寂静.
方媛悠闲地吃完了最后一口鸡腿,随手把骨头扔向远方,心满意足地打了个嗝.
这种铺天盖地的碾压,真的一点意思都没有.
不过,收成还是不错的,所以...接下来,他应该去和阮天河一起查看情况.
At this moment, the other cultivators in the area were all frozen in place, standing motionless amidst the ravaged mountain walls.
Witnessing the instant destruction of three master-level experts, the shock in their hearts had already turned into a monstrous wave.
The Sword Treasure Pavilion was a prestigious sect in the northern region, and ordinary warriors would avoid it at all costs.
Not to mention that Luo Yao was the precious daughter of the pavilion master, and she had just been casually killed...
The scar-faced cultivator swallowed hard, with only one thought in his mind: could this young cultivator be planning to no longer stay in the northern region?
Or perhaps, in fact, he had an even more powerful backer?
Thinking of this, the scar-faced cultivator gathered his courage and cupped his hands, asking, "May I ask, senior... are you a master from the Sun and Moon Sect?"
Fang Yuan, with an unconcerned manner, brushed his sleeve: "No, but I have indeed had some dealings with them."
The scar-faced cultivator secretly let out a sigh of relief. It turned out he had the backing of the Sun and Moon Sect, no wonder he dared to act so recklessly...
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Fang Yuan continue: "When I entered this cave, I casually killed the two gatekeepers."
The scar-faced cultivator's expression froze instantly: "..."
Was that what they called 'dealing'...?
Not only had he offended the Sword Treasure Pavilion, but it seemed like even the Sun and Moon Sect had been angered... This guy might not just be tired of living!
The scar-faced cultivator gulped and suddenly felt that simply standing here alive was a miracle.
"Everyone, I advise you to leave this cave as soon as possible," Fang Yuan continued, "This place is purely a devil's lair set up for baiting and fishing. If you don't want to die, you better leave now."
"..."
Hearing this, the cultivators exchanged glances, their faces filled with hesitation.
Seeing their indecision, Fang Yuan no longer cared about them. His figure flickered and turned into a streak of light, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.
After all, he had already warned them, and that was as merciful as he could be to these strangers.
...
In the cave, gusts of cold wind blew, and sharp stalactites hung from the jagged stone walls.
In front of such a magnificent natural scene, however, four corpses were hanging in all directions, impaled by sharp stone spikes.
A grandmaster had died in such a strange manner at the hands of these naturally formed stones.
Zhang Mingyang stood with his hands behind his back, his long robe covered in dust, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared.
The disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect, seeing his unpleasant expression, vented their frustration on others: "Useless! I gave you the tunnel map, but you still can't find the way. What use are you?!"
Ahead in the cave, two grandmasters tightly held onto the map, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.
This damn map was full of twists and turns, with over a hundred paths, and could change at any moment. It was clearly designed to send them to their death!
However, they had no choice but to continue, as three Martial Saints from the Sun and Moon Sect were watching closely, and no one dared to act rashly.
"Ruan Tianhe, it's your turn. You go help explore the path!"
Zhang Mingyang's cold voice echoed in the cave. These small sect grandmasters were useless, and it was time to make this Martial Saint he picked up put in some work.
Ruan Tianhe furrowed his brow but remained unmoved. With his Martial Saint cultivation and the divine powers granted by the emperor, exploring the path was not a problem at all. But did he really want to do it?
He didn't want to be anyone's dog. If he were to be one, it should be for the emperor!
"Useless thing! Are you deaf?!" Zhang Mingyang's eyes widened in anger, his voice like thunder. With a flick of his fingers, the spirit lock on Ruan Tianhe immediately flared with red blood light!
This treasure of the Sun and Moon Sect, when activated, caused pain comparable to the tightening of a Buddhist monk's curse. Even a Martial Saint's steel frame would be torn apart by the pain, unable to resist, and would have to obey the orders.
The next moment, Ruan Tianhe screamed in pain: "Ah!!!"
Seeing this, Zhang Mingyang's mouth curled into a cold smile: "Fool, you only learn after suffering some pain. Now you should..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Mingyang noticed Ruan Tianhe's expression suddenly returning to normal. He straightened up and leisurely dusted off his clothes.
Zhang Mingyang's cold smile instantly froze on his face...
"Sorry, I was faking it." Ruan Tianhe chuckled lightly: "Your little treasure doesn't work on me."
Zhang Mingyang's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and disbelief flashed in his eyes. How was that possible?! This was the Sun and Moon Sect's treasured item!
Cultivators below the Heavenly Realm couldn't resist its power!
In fact, the treasure had worked at first, and Ruan Tianhe had obediently submitted to it...
Until the emperor granted him that supreme divine power.
With this divine power, Ruan Tianhe could clearly feel that his body and soul had reached an unprecedented realm.
Blades and swords couldn't hurt him, fire and water couldn't harm him, and even this soul-binding spirit lock felt like a gentle breeze brushing past him.
This power... was terrifying!
And this was only one of the divine powers granted to him by the emperor!!!