Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

No. 4!

"Do you really think that if you break through the Mortal Saints, no one can do anything to you?"

Wen Shizhong's expression was grim: "Do you think our team, Li Long, are afraid of you? I didn't take action before because I was worried about the punishment from the Holy Palace. But you are doing better, but instead you are getting more serious and going too far?"

"Xia Lan, I'll tell you now!"

"The members of Lilong Team are standing right here. If you dare to touch them, from now on, Lilong Team and Blood Rose Team will fight to the death!"

"Uh-huh!"

Without saying a word, Xia Lan swung his sword fiercely, and an astonishing power of cultivation erupted from the sword.

Since words are powerless, why not just take action!

The long sword was extremely sharp, and no sword light appeared on it, but the terrifying invisible sword energy swept directly from the people of Li Long's team.

How can these guys compete with the dignified second-level Taoist Saint?

Even if Xia Lan didn't use all his power, it was enough to kill them in an instant!

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Flesh kept splitting in two, and blood kept spilling from the void.

Their corpses all had their eyes wide open and their mouths open, as if they were frightened and wanted to say something, but they had no chance to say it.

Even a first-level Mortal Saint monk could not block Xia Lan's sword!

The sweeping speed of the sword energy was so fast that it cut their bodies in half without even allowing them to react.

Xia Lan, on the other hand, did not rush directly towards Liu Qing, but swung his sword again.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Above the void, there was a constant muffled sound, and golden light spots flashed from time to time, and were eventually swallowed up by the Golden Crow.

"Um?"

Countless people's pupils shrank and their faces twitched!

Even a quasi-sage can see that these golden light spots are the members of the Lilong team who were killed.

Their Yuan Sheng souls, whether they were teleporting or not, were all destroyed by Xia Lan's second sword!

What kind of terrifying strength is this? !

"you……"

Wen Shizhong pointed at Xia Lan in disbelief and almost stuttered: "You, you are also... a seventh-level mortal saint?!"

Sixth-level and fifth-level mortal saints may be able to kill the Yuan Sheng souls of those virtual saints, but the Yuan Sheng soul of first-level mortal saints can only be stopped by seventh-level mortal saints, or even Dao saints!

In addition, Wen Shizhong could clearly see the speed at which Xia Lan drew his sword just now.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, even though he was full of disbelief, he still knew very well——

Xia Lan at this moment is at least a seventh-level mortal saint!

That is to say...

In less than half a year after leaving the Southern Region, Xia Lan's cultivation... jumped by more than a big level?

How can this be! ! !

Even the top prodigies of the big forces, with countless resources to train them, can't possibly reach this level!

"hiss!!!"

The sound of gasping for cold air came out at this moment.

The eyes of the many newcomers looking at Xia Lan were already full of eagerness and expectation.

A cold sword shines across Kyushu!

This is their ideal captain!

How brave is it to kill people in the rest area?

The Golden Team tried to stop them, but they were swept away by two swords. What kind of combat power was there?

If you follow a captain like this, you can eat meat and drink wine in large quantities from now on!

"So handsome..."

"She is indeed very handsome. Although she is a woman and so beautiful, I really can't find any other word to describe her except 'handsome'."

"I want to join the Blood Rose Team, no one can compete with me!"

"Hmph, only my level of cultivation is qualified to join the Blood Rose!"

"..."

The newcomer area is completely buzzing!

Both men and women have regarded Xia Lan as a role model. Looking at the excitement and excitement on his face, it seems that he is eager to join Xuegui right now.

On the other hand, looking at the void on the opposite side——

After experiencing Xia Lan's two sword blows, no one from Li Long's team dared to step forward to stop him.

Liu Qing looked at Xia Lan walking step by step, and regret suddenly rose in his heart.

Is Xia Lan so powerful that even Wen Shizhong can't stop him?

If I had known this, should I have used the teleportation time to leave this place as soon as possible?

However, his own cultivation level is nothing more than that of a virtual saint. Even the first-level mortal saint of Li Long's team was killed by Xia Lan when Yuan Sheng's soul teleported. Even if he really wanted to teleport at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do so. There's no way to escape!

"no no……"

Liu Qing shook his head wildly: "We will definitely be able to stop her. Even if she is also a seventh-level mortal saint, Elder Wen will definitely be able to stop her!!!"

For the first time in history, Liu Qing felt frightened towards Xia Lan.

He never imagined that the woman he almost forced into bed would turn out to be his catastrophe in the future!

The word "sex" has a knife on its head!

If I had known this, why bother? ! !

"Xia Lan, you really dare to touch our Lilong team!" Wen Shizhong's eyes were dark and scary.

"Elder Wen, are you shocked?"

Xia Lan suddenly said: "You are saying that you have been optimistic about our Blood Rose Team for a long time, but why do you, Li Long, help Qingye everywhere? In your eyes, in the eyes of Li Long Team, are there existences like my Blood Rose Team? , they are just ants, you can step on them however you want?"

Sweat gradually flowed out of Wen Shizhong's forehead.

Until now, he has not guessed what Xia Lan's cultivation level is.

But as Xia Lan approached, he felt a huge pressure spreading, like a huge mountain, rushing towards him!

"For killing so many people, you can't escape the punishment of the Holy Palace!" Wen Shizhong could only use the Holy Palace to suppress Xia Lan.

"Punishment? Holy crystal? I will give him as much as the Holy Palace wants. As for you..."

Speaking of this, Xia Lan's beautiful face suddenly became cold!

"If I want to kill Liu Qing, no one can protect him!"

"If you don't get out of here, I'll kill you too!"

After hearing this, Wen Shizhong felt that he had lost face, and his anger suddenly rose.

However, before he could speak, he felt an incomparable aura erupting from Xia Lan!

"What???"

Wen Shizhong's eyes almost popped out of his head: "The first level...no, it's the second level...the second level Taoist Saint!!!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Qingyuan's holy soul's face turned pale!

At the same time, the people on Team Aoba's side were also retreating, full of horror.

No wonder……

No wonder Xia Lan is so unscrupulous, no wonder no one can stop her!

It turns out that she is not an ordinary saint at all, but a powerful Taoist saint, and a second-level Taoist saint! ! !

"how so……"

Team Aoba is full of despair.

They never dreamed that Xia Lan would change to such an astonishing degree after not seeing each other for half a year.

"Uh-huh!"

But when they were shocked, Xia Lan didn't hesitate at all.

The power of the second-level Taoist Saint was completely poured into the long sword, and it went straight to Liu Qing to strike.

Wen Shizhong no longer dared to stop him in any way, nor did he dare to say any more nonsense. In an instant, he stepped aside, completely exposing Liu Qing's Yuan Sheng soul to Xia Lan's sight!