Su Bian Cultivation World

And on the Seven Islands, in the Garden of Sad Snow, when the jade pendant on Luo Jiujiang's chest shattered, Luo Cang, who had been sitting quietly in retreat, suddenly moved his brows.

The next moment, the speed of his spiritual energy moving through the meridians suddenly accelerated several times!It seemed that his body couldn't bear the pressure, his face turned red or blue, and between Luo Cang's eyebrows, a small snake that was only as thick and thin as an adult's little finger was also faintly showing its shape under the skin.

But between breaths, Luo Cang opened his eyes.I don't know if it was because of the sudden departure from the body, but the moment he opened his eyes, the pupils of his eyes were green.

Overcast clouds have slowly piled up on the Sad Snow Garden, as if they are oppressive and will pile up on the ground layer by layer.And within the thick cloud layer, tiny electric lights are already flickering on it.

That piece of jade pendant had completely passed on the last scene before it shattered, that is, the appearance of the cracked sky seen by Luo Jiujiang to Luo Cang.As for the current situation in the secret realm, Luo Cang didn't need to investigate, or even raise his head, to feel that the small world had been broken down into countless powders due to the turbulent flow of space pouring into it.

And the vegetation, rocks, and even human beings in it will not be better than the fate of this world.

His apprentice...Jiujiang...

The monks in the Qi refining period want to protect themselves in the turbulence of time and space in the sky of the worlds, and there is no other way except for the legendary dragon howling and phoenix singing the unicorn language.And this kind of thing, Luo Jiujiang can't have it.

He did have a friend of a different species, but even if he drained that Nuzi's blood, he might not be able to save half of Luo Jiujiang's Qi Refining cultivator.

In other words, his beloved disciple died outside the seven islands where he was born and raised, without any bones left.

Luo Cang felt a heart-wrenching pain!

He also used his spiritual sense to perceive that secret realm, the aura is barely there, but there is no need to worry about safety, otherwise, how can he let go of Luo Jiujiang at ease and close a death pass by himself?

Once the jade pendant he gave Luo Jiujiang was triggered, Nascent Soul could not touch a single hair of him.In such a small and remote place like Qidao, it is more than enough for Luo Jiujiang to hold such a magical weapon, even if he goes up two worlds, he will not be in danger... However, the destruction of the entire secret realm is almost completely It was beyond Luo Cang's expectation.

Why did the entire secret realm collapse suddenly? !What happened in the secret realm while he was retreating? !

Luo Cang's doubts turned quickly on Han Qianling, and he was completely burned by the blazing anger—even if the other party was a member of the Nine Clans and an angry son, even if he turned him into ten brothers on the spot, that would be too much. Can't make a fight like this.There will not be a coincidence that a secret realm suddenly collapses in the world, only fate will deliberately play tricks.

The clouds were as black as ink, and electric arcs undulated in the clouds like spirit snakes, and a huge thunder was brewing and forming in it.

The elders of various families resting on Turtlebill Island saw this scene in the sky before they came out of the horror of the sudden shattering of their hearts in the secret realm!

Some of them knew a little about Luo Cang's situation, so they couldn't help trembling: "Patriarch Luo, could this be the one from your clan..."

The head of the Luo family was concerned about his youngest son, and he only nodded absently when he heard the words.

"Oh, such a serious robbery cloud, this great man should have a Nascent Soul cultivation..." An old man shook his beard and exclaimed, his eyes widened, and his voice trembled, "Just watching from a distance, I Then my heart and soul trembled and I couldn't control myself, and I didn't know whether that mighty man could get through it safely."

With every flick of the finger, Jieyun's oppression became more intense.Just now the elder was able to babble a few words, but now he can't even breathe heavily.

"It's not just Nascent Soul." The man next to the old man said with an ugly expression.In the entire Seven Islands small world, he is the only one who has a golden core cultivation base.But with his cultivation base, he could barely say these four words at this moment. In the next moment, when Jieyun was fully formed, everyone in the hall was forced by some kind of pressure at the same time, and fell down on the floor. land!

Under this thundercloud like a dragon like a dragon, looking at the seven islands at this time, from the gray-haired old man to the child who has just been full moon, there is not a single person who does not shake like a sieve!

At this moment, under this thundercloud that has tied the minds of everyone in the Seven Islands, only the protagonist targeted by this robbery cloud can sit quietly in a wheelchair, not even giving half of the wind to the sky, He just bowed his body slightly, his right hand tightly grasping the skirt of his left breast.

The flickering flashes of lightning above the nine heavens and the loud noises threatened by thunder seemed to have nothing to do with him at this time.

He thought of the verdict of the lone star of the evil spirit when he was young, the body that was blurred and lost the last bit of warmth under his palm, and traced back to the curse-like declaration of the old world lord before the small spirit snake was implanted in his body , recalling the voice and smile of the person who always made him feel heartbroken, and Luo Jiujiang's appearance not long ago when he insisted on the four words "life is priceless".

"Heavenly Evil Lonely Star..." These four words rolled on the tip of his tongue, and he laughed out loud as if he thought it was funny, "If there is really a disaster, it should only flow to Zhenshuang alone, and it will always bring disaster to me." The love around you is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, or right and wrong!"

When this sentence was blurted out, the first thunderbolt, which was as thick as a bucket, smashed down on the head!

The first and last thunder tribulations are often the most severe, and most monks who cross the tribulation die under these two thunder tribulations.Therefore, monks usually use the aura of formations to weaken and avoid these two lightning calamities, intending to survive this coercion from heaven.

However, the man in the wheelchair had no bare hands, not even a weapon.When facing the first and most severe thunder, he just raised one hand.

Between heaven and earth, there is only this cripple facing the sky with one hand, resisting the mighty majesty of God!

Under the strike of Xuan Lei, his body seemed to be stiff for a moment, and the next moment, something like painted skin peeled off from his face like scorched and melted, and the middle-aged man who had been tired and sarcastic all the year round was revealed in an instant. The truth that has been covered up heavily.

From the appearance alone, this man is no longer young, but he doesn't look old either.His roots are tall, his nose is sharp, his white lips are extremely thin, the cold anger in his eyes is like two groups of ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, and at this moment it seems to be burning to the heavens.

He is not Luo Cang, he is Zhenshuangliu.

After removing the layer of "Luo Cang" painted by himself, he showed more things that belonged to the Snake Lord Zhenshuangliu.

The thunder that came from the sky just now couldn't do anything to him, but the ordinary wooden wheelchair under him couldn't withstand such a domineering force, and it had already been shattered into countless sawdust-like dust.

However, Zhen Shuangliu did not fall to the ground.

As early as the first crack appeared in the wheelchair, Qidao shook like an earthquake.Nine giant snakes with an imposing manner that seemed to swallow the sky and cover the sun broke out of the ground, and the snakes swallowed their letters like giant trees holding up the sky.At the next moment, the nine snakes bowed their heads, entangled around Zhenshuangliu in a guarding posture, and together formed his new wheelchair.

And in the Garden of Sad Snow, countless groups of snakes, large and small, appeared one after another. From the black soil, ponds, and flowers and trees... thousands of colors, thousands of stripes, and thousands of poisonous things, now They all gather at the foot of Zhenshuangliu. They are as dangerous as rabid dogs, but as gentle as lambs.

If Luo Jiujiang were here, he would find that what he used to regard as a paradise to hide from the secular world has become a frightening snake garden.

Just as he once thought, the lonely and radical but tolerant master like a father and brother showed his venomous fangs that he didn't know at this moment.The fangs and his master's straight index finger pointed directly at the sky, like a very angry and silent question.

I don't know if he was irritated by this questioning attitude, but the violence of the second lightning calamity was even worse than the first one.

Zhen Shuangliu smiled coldly.

The skin between his brows split a little, red blood beads and a beautiful little snake came out from under his skin.The color on the little snake was constantly changing, like a flowing rainbow.

Only a black mark on the serpent's head remained unmoved, like a crown.

The sound of thunder sounded one after another, and one after another, the thickness of a bucket of thunder struck down, as if it was a violent wrath from the heavens.

And amidst the dense thunder formation that did not allow anyone to breathe for a moment, Zhen Shuangliu's face gradually turned pale, reddish blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and his body gradually showed a look of distress.But even so, every time lightning strikes, the nine giant snakes that make up the seat under him will still arch a little, as if to declare that his silent confrontation with the sky is still going on.

After eighty thunder calamities, the seat woven by these nine giant snakes has risen as high as a mountain, like a supreme throne.

No.80, a sky thunder with pale gold in its body, completely different from the previous profound thunders, but it is the most difficult tribulation of inner demons among all thunder tribulations.

After seeing the golden color gradually continuing to form in the clouds, Zhenshuangliu raised her head and laughed mockingly!

The pure golden thunder fell on the head, and if the catastrophe of the inner demon was difficult to entangle, there were many monks who fought with it for decades, and finally exhausted their efforts and died on the spot.

However, this thunder seems to have only coated the pillow with a layer of golden light that is glaring at the sky.

Bathed in the lightning that could make all the monks in the comprehension world terrified, Zhen Shuangliu asked sharply: "Why, why can't you help me? Then I have a promise of destiny!"

"Cangjiang, Jiujiang Hegu—"

"What's the crime for those who have mastered it, so that they die in vain!"

Above the blue sea, echoes lingered, but there were only questions and no answers.

No.80 A thunder catastrophe was completed, and the dark clouds accumulated in the sky slowly dispersed.

However, the throne made of nine snakes and the staircase made of ten thousand snakes still stand between heaven and earth.

And the last lingering sound of that shout and question still hasn't dissipated.

——What is the crime of the master, so that he died in vain!What is the crime of the master, so that he died in vain!

Zhen Shuangliu pointed at Chang Tian's arm and finally fell down as if exhausted.The spirit snake between his brows retracted between his skin and flesh at some point, and the blood that flowed upstream finally didn't have to be suppressed, it was spurted out by him in one gulp, dotted all over the snow-white robe corner.

What about distraction, what about Mahayana?Even if he has a turbulent cultivation base, he can shatter the sky and earth at a glance, but he still has nothing to do with the parting between life and death.

"Cangjiang..."

"Jiujiang..."