Sign in a New Species Every Day

Feeling a powerful force coming in an instant, as if it would explode in an instant as long as he didn't display it, Lu Xuanzhi raised his hand and waved, throwing this temporary force in the direction of She Mingxian.

When I was in the tree hole before, I discussed it with Suzaku. As long as the two or three of the strongest were resolved, the others would not matter.

I didn't believe that they had the courage to challenge Lu Xuanzhi after seeing that the strongest among them had been killed in seconds.

This raised his hand was just the most common and simplest spell attack among cultivators, without any fancy.

But when She Mingxian wanted to hide, she found that she couldn't hide.

He couldn't breathe, couldn't move, this feeling of being locked in, he hadn't felt it for hundreds of years.

Last time, when he had just become famous, at the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference of the Tianheng Star Territory, the representative Zongmen made a big splash and defeated a Tianjiao disciple of the old enemy Zongmen in one fell swoop.

At that time, the head of the Wenhua Gate locked himself in such a rage and wanted to play a black hand.

Fortunately, the elders of the Zongmen responded in time and blocked him.

Otherwise, he might not be able to stand here now.

Similarly, the feeling of suffocation and irresistibility, he had never dreamed of it.

After many years, he appeared when he thought he was already an old senior in the cultivation world, and no one would pose such a threat to himself anymore.

Panic, at this moment, She Mingxian's heart was only terrified.

This feeling of knowing that I can't hide, I'm going to die, this feeling of knowing I can't resist, quietly waiting for death to come, makes this moment extremely long.

The surrounding space was locked, and under the contemptuous, overlooking sentient beings, She Mingxian couldn't even move his finger even to resist.

Resistance is a joke!

I am afraid, only when this kind of life is completely in the hands of others can you experience this kind of powerlessness and sorrow, right?

Looking back on She Mingxian's long life, he couldn't help but start to regret.

why? Why did he come!

He obviously still has a chance, he still hopes to become the Sect Master of the Cold Mountain School, and it is also possible to lead the Cold Mountain School out of the Yihan Star and fight for hegemony.

However, it was over.

All this was over when he stood in front of the sleeping demon.

Where is this secret realm, is it the place where the predecessors sealed the devil god?

It is no wonder that when he was born, he caused quite a lot of movement in the Tianheng Star Territory, but after he finally entered, there was no such strong aura as imagined.

There are no spiritual treasures, elixir and mineral materials everywhere.

In a short moment, She Mingxian thought a lot, but in the end it didn't help.

But the attack of the devil came and everything ceased to exist.

She Mingxian, including Qi Shizi who was opposite She Mingxian, as well as a part of the Hanshan Sect and Yongjia Dynasty, just evaporated out of thin air and disappeared.

Only a round scorched black remained on the spot, and beyond the scorched black, were the limbs that were not in the circle, intact, but without the owner, they were nothing but things about to rot.

"This……"

The other cultivators who were still alive looked at each other and looked incredible.

In their eyes, She Mingxian is already a senior expert, is he so vulnerable in the hands of this guy who suddenly appeared?

The scorched circle on the ground is perfect.

There is no waste of power, is this the devil?

This is the strong man in the wasteland calendar era?

"You...you misunderstood, we didn't actually mean anything, we just strayed into the stone forest!"

"we……"

The remaining cultivators tried to explain to the devil in front of them.

Lu Xuanzhi glanced over, like just now.

The cultivators choked on their words, and instantly all the words were stuck in their throats, and their minds went blank.

In front of such a strong man, if he wanted to kill them, they would definitely not escape.

I wanted to explain one or two things, but the set is almost, who knows, people are not happy.

At this time, you can only follow instinct and escape!

Whether he can escape or not, at least do some hard work for his little life, right?

"Huh!" Lu Xuanjia breathed a sigh of relief when they turned around and fled.

Three or five powerhouses died, but there were a lot of people above the realm of the opponent's fairy king, and if he played with his real strength, it would take a lot of effort to kill one.

Since all escaped, the plan is considered a success, right?

However, the script is not over yet, there are still lines to say!

"Ats, don't disturb my sleep anymore, otherwise, your entire star field will bear my endless anger!" The heavy, majestic words seemed to fall into the hearts of everyone.

But at the same time, they were relieved. Is this letting them go?

escape! Escape desperately! At this moment, these cultivators didn't have any other ideas, they just wanted to leave the secret realm as soon as possible.

In other places in the secret realm, the cultivators who were not in the stone forest just now saw the low sky and the tall phantom figures from a distance, and heard the words that were like the sound of thunder.

"what happened?"

"what's the situation?"

"What was it then?"

Everyone looked at this side together, with a blank expression.

Until a practitioner who had just escaped from the stone forest passed by.

"Hey, from there? But what happened?"

"Don't ask! Don't ask! Hurry up! Get out of here!" The escaped cultivator shook his head eagerly and rushed to the secret realm exit in the clouds.

As if some evil spirit was chasing behind him, he did not dare to stay for a moment.

"The Great Elder of the Hanshan Gate is dead!"

"It's gone!"

"I didn't even have time to explain the last words." A few more cultivators fled, and left without any stay.

Other cultivators who had never witnessed the scene with their own eyes did not dare to neglect, and fled one after another.

If something happened, let's talk about it after going out. Anyway, it depends on the few who just escaped. Their strength is not below them, and they are more clever and cunning than them on weekdays. They all fled, and there is no reason not to escape.

It's just that my heart is full of doubts, the more I see a small part, the more curious my heart is.

What happened, made the elders and deacons who carried the shelves on weekdays fled.

...

At this moment, in the fantasy world of Shan Hongdou, Suzaku had a serious face, and was still immersed in the scene of Lu Xuanjia's casual words just now, like a thunder landing, shocking all the practitioners to bleed.

In fact, according to its plan, naturally, it would not waste its power in that kind of place. It would directly kill a few people. The deterrence would be greater and simpler.

And such a powerful force, after all, the realm is not matched, and Lu Xuanzhi can't bear it several times. One burst is already the limit.

Therefore, it is not in its control.

"Where did the powerful language and spirit come from?" Suzaku muttered to herself.

"What's the accident?" Shan Hongdou asked inexplicably, didn't it mean that everything was under control?

"Accident?" Suzaku shook her head and smiled bitterly. She didn't know whether to call it an accident.

If it was an accident, then this accident might have started long ago, from the moment when Lu Xuanjia’s soul was extracted, or even earlier...

It was an accident that your avatar was made by Ling, right?

After all, every incarnation in the past was to solve the crisis of the universe, and Suzaku took the initiative to enter the world.

This time, it was created by Ling. It has this ability, Suzaku has always known it, but it is usually not so impassive.