Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Countless Fetishes

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Sword Qi is provided by Jian Zu.

Jianzu stared at Mo Leijue with sharp and cold eyes, and said coldly: "Do you really think I'm discussing with you?"

The voice just fell.

Everyone present seemed to have fallen into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. At this moment, they suddenly remembered that when the Sword Ancestor swept across the wilderness, he had a name: "Magic Sword".

It was only after some incidents happened that he stopped killing and lived in seclusion in Tai Xuan Sacred Land.

Everyone struggled to resist the Sword Domain formed by Sword Ancestor, and scolded Lei Yufeng in their hearts. They are just arrogant and domineering in Sacred Land on weekdays, and they don't know how to restrain themselves when they meet people they can't afford.

Mo Leijue remained silent, silently resisting the terrifying Sword Qi.

On the other side, Nangong Qiuyu snorted, obviously injured.

She smiled wryly and sent a voice transmission to Lu Li.

"Junior brother Lu, can you intercede with Jianzu? Just treat it as my sister owes you a favor."

Others came over one after another through voice transmission.

"Master, it's alright."

Lu Li glanced at Mo Leijue, and suddenly smiled and said, "Since Master Mo said that three shackles need to be broken to accept my identity as the Holy Son, I agree!"

"As long as the time comes, Peak Master Mo will not break his promise."

Cold sweat was breaking out on Mo Leijue's forehead. He was bearing most of the power of Sword Domain, and he was under great pressure.

But he also gritted his teeth and said, "If you can break it, I won't break my promise! I just don't know how long I'll have to wait."

"hehe…"

Jian Zu also cast a puzzled look, wondering what kind of medicine his apprentice Calabash sells.

As long as you wait a little longer, the position of the Holy Son will be within your reach.

Of course, he also respects Lu Li's choice.

Disperse the Sword Domain slowly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Lu Li gratefully.

Seeing that he had a strange expression, he suddenly stepped out and walked towards the sky.

In the end, the whole person sat up cross-legged.

"He's going to..." Ling Qingxue didn't know what Lu Li wanted to do even though she had knowledge from her previous life.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

But the people here did not show any signs of impatience.

Jian Zu is here.

They can only stay with them.

"What are you doing..."

Wu Mingyue pouted, a little bored.

The reactions of other disciples were roughly the same, but they didn't show it.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

...

Lu Li sat cross-legged in the void.

God and God pretended for a long time.

Counting a thousand and one ways to pretend in my heart.

In the end, it was found that... invisible pretend is the deadliest.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he silently recited a sentence in his heart.

"Strengthen the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body."

At the next moment, the thunder of Nine Heavens exploded, and the sky shook.

Everyone looked at the astonishing vision with trembling eyes, not understanding what happened.

On the contrary, Jian Zu frowned, laughed, and called "Qilin son"!

"Heavenly Dao suppression!"

Li Canglan murmured: "According to ancient books, if the strong in ancient times wanted to break through Realm, they would be robbed by lightning."

"These three realms are used as a span, which are divided into '39 Heavenly Tribulation', '69 Heavenly Tribulation' and '99 Heavenly Tribulation'."

"Today, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body is just like the cultivator in ancient times, being suppressed by heaven and earth... Could it be that Junior Brother Lu can't break the third shackle?"

After hearing these words, Mo Leijue's face turned ugly for a moment.

The master of Sensing Dao Peak and the others expressed their expectation.

Especially in Xiaoyue Peak, Nangong autumn rain is the worst.

At this moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, extremely dazzling, like the Milky Way falling straight down Nine Heavens, straight to Lu Li's body.

Fuck, Lu Li instantly felt extremely sour.

It is more sour than the old altar sauerkraut, and has a faint smell of barbecue.

Painful realization!

Thunder intertwined, and Lu Li's body was engulfed by a sea of ​​thunder in the blink of an eye.

There were terrible dull noises from time to time.

Occasionally accompanied by words of "fuck", "stupid", and "fucking", it made everyone present feel at ease.

Lu Li is not dead.

He is still fighting against the extra thick Thunder!

An hour later, the thunder dissipated.

Lu Li walked out with weak legs.

He finally broke the third shackle of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, but the process during this period is hard to describe.

Just when he was about to understand the changes of the Sacred Body carefully, the entire Tai Xuan peak suddenly erupted with a loud cry.

"We welcome the Son of Tai Xuan!"

"Okay!"

Hearing this cry, Lu Li felt that everything was worth it, and his heart was filled with great satisfaction.

Li Canglan also hurriedly stepped forward, smiling all over his face: "Junior brother can break the three shackles, he is truly a genius! Next month, Sacred Land will invite all major forces to witness the junior brother's achievement of the Holy Son!"

Qing Yunfeng and other major peak masters stepped forward to congratulate.

Although Ling Qingxue was still brooding over last night and the puppet incident, she also stepped forward to congratulate her: "Congratulations, Junior Brother."

"Everyone is welcome, I can achieve what I am today, thanks to the careful cultivation of Sacred Land."

Lu Li nodded and responded to everyone's enthusiasm with a smile.

"Hahaha!" Li Canglan laughed.

[Ding: Tongzi suffered a critical hit of 100,000 points and shut himself up for a day. 】

At the same time, Jianzu walked up to Mo Leijue, and said calmly, "Say hello to Prison King for me."

Mo Leijue's expression froze slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Jian Zu was joking, Prison King had betrayed Sacred Land as early as five Hundred Years ago, and his life and death are unknown."

Jianzu looked at him meaningfully: "You really don't know? Don't forget where the word 'prison' in your Leiyu Peak comes from."

"I really don't know. I heard that when the Prison King betrayed the sect, he was seriously injured by you and Lei Zu. Maybe he has already lost his soul!"

"Hehe, she stole the Sacred Land Supreme Treasure Tai Xuan Divine Mirror back then, but she didn't die so easily! Don't worry, I will regain the Divine Mirror in a short time!"

"Then wait for the good news of Sword Ancestor!"