Chapter 251 Sacrifice
Lu Zhou didn't even look at the top ten disciples...
Continue to walk towards Wu Nian.
When the ten disciples gathered in the sky... Mingshi's figure flickered, the little Yuan'er Brahma Ribbon flew out, and the Duanmusheng Overlord Spear was dispatched again.
On the chariot of Chuanyunfei, Hua Yuexing held her breath, her eyes were firm, and she took a lunge.
"The rest, leave it to me—"
Parting hook Hanmang flashed a disciple.
Overlord's gun pierced through one person.
Brahma Ling also did not hesitate to take one person away.
The three of them all heard Hua Yuexing's words and stood still.
[Ding, kill three Divine Court Realm targets and get 300 points of merit. 】
"A sin! A sin!" Bloodshot appeared in Wu Nian's eyes, and he looked at the top ten disciples unwillingly.
She wanted to stop her, but unfortunately, it all happened too fast, it was too late.
The feather arrows formed by the seven astral qi blasted away, making an ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air.
Puff puff……
Seven feathered arrows scattered in the air and shot in different directions, hitting the seven disciples of Yunzhao An.
All seven fell to the ground, spitting out blood!
Hua Yuexing embarrassedly said: "Sorry... almost."
Ming Shiyin said: "It's okay... The power is a little lacking."
"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Four."
at the same time.
Without hesitation, Lu Zhou raised his right palm...
Even if he only has the cultivation base of the God Court Realm, he is an invincible existence in the face of a person whose cultivation base is completely bound.
Vitality condenses... A gang mark is formed in the palm of the hand, and it is shot towards the mindless Dantian.
boom!
Wu Nian groaned and rolled several times on the ground.
Lu Zhou put away his palms and said, "Master Yu Fuchen, he does not stain the dirt of the world, he is not disturbed by personnel affairs, and he is not shaken by fame and fortune... This is a small punishment for you."
He threw Yu Fuchen in the direction of Xiaoyuan'er.
Xiao Yuan'er caught it.
Remember, the master had promised her to give her a jade whisk. Unexpectedly, Yu Fuchen had already given it to others.
She picked up the jade whisk and looked at it... I thought it was such a good baby before. But when I thought that this was used by an old nun and an old woman, I couldn't help but feel hairy all over my body.
"Master, my apprentice has Brahma Ribbon, and this jade whisk is given to senior brother!"
Saying that, he threw it towards Duanmusheng.
Seeing this, Duanmusheng hurriedly waved a qi, knocked the jade dust into the air, and swirled towards Ming Shiyin: "Fourth, I'll give it to you..."
When I think of the four dislikes in the hands of the fourth, it is indeed embarrassing for the younger brother.
Ming Shiyin glared at him and said, "Don't, don't, this thing doesn't suit me..."
He raised his hand.
Yu Fuchen flew towards Chuanyunfei's carriage.
"Let's give it to Elder Hua."
Hua Wudao's brows are slightly wrinkled... Dust whisks are indeed used by the elderly a lot. But he always felt that walking around with a whisk all day, either a Taoist or a monk, he was nothing, what did he want this thing for?
"Leave it to others.
"Hua Wudao shook his head.
The female disciples in the chariot had their eyes filled with light.
This kind of good thing, for practitioners of their level, has always been a dream, but it is impossible to find. Whether it is dusty or not, suitable or not, they can't wait to want it.
Hua Yuexing also wanted a little bit, but not as strong as the female disciples in Rannei.
The spectators were even more stunned.
The things that people have spent their entire lives pursuing are so casual and worthless in the eyes of Motian Pavilion?
No one wants it like throwing garbage.
This……
People are more popular than dead people!
Lu Zhou glanced at it and said solemnly, "Bold."
Flying chariot fell silent.
Xiao Yuan'er was startled, bowed her head and said, "Teacher knows what's wrong."
"Put away the jade whisk." Lu Zhou's voice seemed calm, but his unmistakable tone made the female disciple on the flying carriage immediately cut off his coveted heart.
Come to think of it,
Their cultivation base, what can they do with the jade whisk?
The average man is innocent of guilt, and he has no ability to protect his own weapon. It is better not to take it if he takes it.
At this time, Wu Nian sat up with difficulty.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Zhou, who was standing nearby, without speaking.
She tilted her head and looked at Luo Xingkong...
Under Luo Xingkong's corpse... the effect of the mirror platform completely disappeared.
Her eyelids jumped.
"Poor Ni is wrong..."
Luo Xingkong's body gradually changed color... becoming more and more black... as if there was a black fire burning on him.
Where did Tianjianmen only find Yun Zhaoan, and it seems that they have colluded with other forces.
The black gas has been illustrated together.
It's too late to have no regrets.
Luo Xingkong continued to emit larger black gas.
No wonder Luo Xingkong was injured before... This is his trump card.
Spectators were surprised.
"what is this?"
"Luo Xingkong's evil art?"
The disciples of Tianjianmen also looked puzzled.
At this moment, Lu Zhou's eyes fell on Luo Xingkong's body...
"Sacrifice?"
Hua Wudao also recognized it and cupped his hands: "You can't stay here for a long time, please come to the pavilion."
Lu Zhou nodded.
Sacrifice is naturally to elicit some kind of powerful force.
In other words, Luo Xingkong sold his body or soul to others before he came.
On the lotus platform, someone should have laid a trap.
Lu Zhou looked around.
He waited for a long time for his helper, and only came out of Yunzhao Nunnery... This is obviously not enough.
So... is this more powerful black hand finally appearing?
The spectators around also realized that something was wrong.
But just can't tell.
The crowd stirred.
look around……
Some timid practitioners quickly left the crowd and ran towards the lotus platform.
Next to the third attic, a flying chariot flew away into the distance.
"The flying chariot of the Nether Sect?"
"The Netherworld is here?"
"No, the Netherworld Sect left! They ran away!"
The chariot was indeed leaving at a fast speed.
Not only the flying chariots of the Netherworld Sect... there are also many practitioners, who fled the lotus platform in groups.
"Run! Something's going to happen!"
Human psychology is like this, seeing so many people running away, even if nothing happens, they will run away. What's more, Luo Xingkong's body is being sacrificed.
The crowd was confused.
Luzhou rose into the sky, overlooking the surroundings.
"Master... the flying chariot of the Nether Sect, do you want to chase it?" As soon as Xiao Yuan'er saw the flying chariot of the Nether Sect, she became energetic.
Lu Zhou shook his head.
The flying chariot of the Nether Sect has already flown away, how can they chase it?
Because of the Ming Dynasty, Duanmu traveled in the sky.
boom!
Boom!
The giant pillars around the Lotus Terrace exploded at the same time!
With the lotus platform as the center, a black energy burst out.
Energy is connected to each other!
Hua Wudao surrendered: "It's the power of sacrifice... There is a great witch manipulating puppets!"
Lu Zhou looked calm and returned to the flying chariot.
Overlooking.
Is this Luo Xingkong's confidence?
"Mo Li?" Lu Zhou guessed.
Mo Li has been seriously injured... How could he have the ability of a great witch.
Great witch, that is the practitioner equivalent to eight leaves.
What's more, it devoured the power of Luo Xingkong's sacrifice.
Among the cultivators who fled everywhere, there appeared one after another with black anger.
"The art of manipulation. It seems that Tianjianmen has been preparing for this for a long time." Hua Wudao glanced.
"It's just a wedding dress for others..."
Little Yuan'er, Ming Shiyin... Duanmu Sheng, flew back one by one.
Behind a rock near the attic in the distance.
Si Wuya quietly looked at Fei Nian on the refining platform: "Tianjianmen is really willing..."
"Sect Master, it's dangerous here, let's withdraw... The Lotus Terrace has been controlled by the Great Witch, and the Chuanyun Feilong can't fly out."
"No need."
Si Wuya shook his head, "Wait."
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