The whole sect is reborn

The next moment, all the monks on the high platform who had come into contact with the Crystal Throne turned around at the same time, and various weapons appeared at the same time, attacking Jun Qinglun who seemed inevitable.

"Big brother!"

Yu Duanruo exclaimed, but the next moment, Jun Qinglun tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and he rose up out of the air. A silver-white spiritual sword appeared in his hand. This spiritual sword was Jun Qinglun's in Lingyun.

I got it through my own efforts while practicing in the sword pavilion of the sect. It is said to be a sword left behind by a great master who ascended to the immortal world a long time ago. Even though it is only a ninth-grade spiritual sword, because the former owner was an extremely outstanding

The monk has also carved his own sword many times, so that this spiritual sword is very likely to become a treasure. In other words, it has endless potential.

Moreover, this sword has its own aura of purity, which is very suitable for Jun Qinglun, who is a gentleman. Sometimes, a spiritual weapon does not need the best, but only the one that suits you best.

At this time, Jun Qinglun was holding the 'Shou Zhuo', and in one turn, a sword light was shed. The wrists of the monks who used various spiritual weapons to attack him were cut open by this blow, and blood flowed out.

There were traces of blood. Naturally, those spiritual weapons could no longer be used, and they clattered to the ground.

At the same time, Jun Qinglun stepped over the monks who were attacking him as if they were possessed, and pointed the tip of his sword directly at the Crystal Throne surrounded by the monks!

"boom!"

This first attack did not work, because the bewitched monks suddenly rushed forward and blocked the attack. But just when everyone thought that Jun Qinglun would give up this attack, he opened the

A familiar whip whipped out with one hand, pushing out the monks who were blocking the Crystal Throne one after another. Then, 'Shou Zhuo' waved fiercely, passing through the layers of people, pointing directly at the

The exceptionally brilliant Crystal Throne.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the Crystal Throne, who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb, finally realized that he could not go on like this, so a transparent and holy halo suddenly rose, surrounding Jun Qinglun.

Yu Duanruo was so nervous at this time that she could hardly hold the whip in her hand tightly, staring at Jun Qinglun who was wrapped in the halo. She had to believe in her senior brother, Jun Qinglun was the senior senior brother of Lingyun Sect,

He is the most outstanding young monk of this generation and will never get into trouble just because of this little crisis.

Sure enough, the next moment, Jun Qinglun roared and rushed out with his sword, and the halo that trapped him burst apart!

At this time, the Crystal Throne finally revealed its true face. The row of white and cute little skeletons suddenly became several times larger, opened their mouths wide, and spit out blue-black flames from their mouths, which looked particularly ferocious and terrifying. Even those were still white.

The transparent crystal throne itself looks much weirder because of the skeleton glowing with green and black ghost fire.

The moment Jun Qinglun broke through the halo, the skeletons spurted out long blue-black flames, aiming at Jun Qinglun who had just come out. It seemed like he was in trouble, but Jun Qinglun was

A jade-white protective shield suddenly appeared, blocking it for a moment.

Zhu Fu glanced at the brothers and sisters around him and asked the master with his eyes.

'Do you need help?'

'...Look again. The senior brother of Lingyun Sect will not be that weak.'

After a moment of silence, Ling Junqian slowly spoke. He had complicated feelings about Jun Qinglun. In his previous life, Ling Yun Sect did such heartbreaking things to Wuji Sect, and Yu Duanruo was the first to bear the brunt, but Jun Qinglun did not do it.

At that time, Jun Qinglun was said to be in retreat because of an injury. He may not have known about the things Yu Duanruo did, but it is undeniable that a considerable part of the bad things Yu Duanruo did were

With Jun Qinglun's power.

So Ling Junqian didn't know what to say at this moment. But he knew that Jun Qinglun would never get into trouble because of this inexplicable crystal throne.

From the moment he entered, Ling Junqian felt a vague sense of disharmony. He believed in Xiao Qi's intuition. This palace seemed not to be like this, but what happened in the middle to make this palace change?

It has become this inexplicable appearance now...

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, those blue-black flames hit Jun Qinglun's protective shield, making a banging sound, but they had no intention of penetrating the protective shield.

The skulls were also anxious at this time, and the flames in their mouths became more and more rapid, almost forming a sea of ​​​​fire! Just when the battle seemed to be tense, Jun Qinglun's protective shield suddenly disappeared, and then a sword as bright as light was tempered.

Shadow appears.

It's just like the softest gaze when you take a sudden glance, the understanding look at each other under the fiery trees and silver flowers, and the hazy touch of color when the sky is dyed with clouds and clouds.

This sword shocked everyone present.

The skeletons that were spitting out flames didn't realize they were being stabbed at all. After continuing to spit out flames for a while, they suddenly broke into two halves with a "pop" sound. The flames disappeared as abruptly as they appeared.

At the same time, those monks who had touched the Crystal Throne before also fell to the ground, and it took a few breaths for some of them to wake up.

The man covered his neck with a painful expression. Why did he feel like his neck had been violently hit by someone? The pain was severe. But the next moment he realized that the silence around him was terrifying. He looked around and found that the person below

All the monks looked at themselves... behind with complicated expressions such as envy, horror, and shame.

The monk quickly looked back and was shocked when he found that Senior Brother Jun Qinglun, who was well-known in the whole world of Jinyuan, was standing behind him.

Jun Qinglun took a step forward, helped the monk who woke up first, and then smiled slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, are you okay? How do you feel?"

The monk was flattered and shook his head quickly.

"That's good."

After saying this, Jun Qinglun turned around and walked towards the Crystal Throne, taking a closer look. The Crystal Throne itself had a simple atmosphere, but it felt inconsistent for some reason. At this time, the skulls disappeared, and the overall feeling became much more harmonious.

Moreover, the throne is no longer as shining as it was before, almost blinding people's eyes. It is just an ordinary spiritual weapon, not even a third-grade one.

At this time, people who were originally interested in it looked away in disappointment. It seems that the reason why this chair attracted so much attention just now was purely because of those skulls.

Jun Qinglun looked at the chair for a long time and didn't think there was anything strange about it, so he stopped looking at it. This kind of thing didn't have any appeal to him. He might as well give it to other monks present to gain a few points.

good karma...

Just when Jun Qinglun was thinking like this, a tiny glass needle that was almost invisible to the naked eye suddenly flew up from the ground and pierced the back of Jun Qinglun's head!