My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady - Chapter 257

Chapter 257 Lu Yadaojun reappears

Just when Yu Ling was shaking the Great Array of the Valley of Flowers, the Saint Hua Ling, who was far away in the 100,000 mountains in the southern region of the ancient Zhongzhou, suddenly felt something, his old face showed a look of uncertainty, raised his hand and wiped it in the void, the Valley of Thousand Flowers. Everything that happened was clearly in front of her.

She saw Yu Ling appearing to disintegrate the mountain protection formation of Wanhua Valley, and seeing Yuling used some kind of strange time magic power to kill a resurrected saint in Wanhua Valley, Hualing saint couldn’t help but be frightened and angry, and roared sharply: “The evil barrier of the congenital Tao is now in my Valley of Thousand Flowers!”

Before he finished speaking, the Hualing Saint turned into a dazzling nine-colored divine flower and quickly disappeared in place.

Sage    Hualing saw the strength of Yuling, so he simply informed the world of Yuling’s whereabouts, just wanting to use the hands of other saints to solve the crisis in Wanhuagu.

It’s not just Yuling that makes her jealous, but more importantly, Daojun Lu Ya behind Yuling!

“Boom!”

The void collapsed, thousands of roars roared, and the holy king of the deserted slaughtered the heaven and the earth with the great waste refining furnace in the palm of his hand, with a terrifying emperor power, and quickly went away in the depths of the void.

Immediately afterwards, several powerful saints disappeared in a flash, and it was obvious that a powerful saint had left.

“Xiantian Daofei actually went to Wanhua Valley, what does she want to do?”

“Having obtained the inheritance of True Immortal Yu Hua, she did not retreat, but went to the Valley of Thousand Flowers with such great fanfare, she is really courting death!”

“Huh! The Kunlun lineage is really arrogant!”

“That little girl dares to act like this, there must be Daojun Lu Ya who is secretly protecting the way! The Holy King of Wasteland has already gone, let’s go, we will also meet Daojun Lu Ya!”

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In the void of Hundred Thousand Mountains, many strong people are talking about it, and there are more fluctuations of the Holy Dao away from the depths of the void.

The news that the    innate dao embryo appeared in the Valley of Thousand Flowers quickly spread, and many strong men and old antiques went out from all over the ancient world, and rushed towards the direction of the Valley of Thousand Flowers.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, the scene of Yu Ling beheading the Blood Lotus Saint shocked everyone. When they saw Yu Ling taking out the life liquid, their eyes were all filled with fiery heat.

“This innate dao fetus has mastered the magical powers of the years, and is supplemented with life spirit liquid. If we continue to delay, we will all be consumed by her! Go all out! Kill her, and take away her innate dao fruit and life spirit liquid. Huagu will surely return to its peak!”

The old sage in the black dress made an old voice, and a black evil flower that covered the sky and the sun appeared under his feet. It opened eighteen petals, and each petal showed a long strip, winding like a dragon. , the end seems to be connected to the **** worlds, the sound of ghosts and wolf howls reverberate through the sky, and an extremely evil atmosphere fills the void.

With the appearance of this strange evil flower, Yu Ling found himself in a purgatory full of black flames, and more purgatory was waiting for him behind him, and all the rules and wills of the surrounding world had to refine her. crushed.

Yu Ling closed his eyes, the heart of the Tao reflected the heaven and the earth, and the surrounding scenes of purgatory gradually became illusory, re-reflecting the real situation of the Valley of Thousand Flowers, and directly locked the black-dressed saint in the distance with his thoughts.

“brush!”

Yu Ling lifted the lid of the Immortal Slaying Gourd, the winged and eyed Immortal Slaying Flying Knife popped out with a ray of brilliance, two white lights radiated from his eyes, shuttled through the void, and landed on the black dress in the distance without hindrance. on the saint.

Suddenly, the black-dressed saint’s eyes froze, his consciousness fell into a coma, and the black evil flower under his feet collapsed because he lost control.

“Please turn around, baby!” Yu Ling’s voice was cold and chilling.

In the next quarter of an hour, the Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying appeared out of thin air on the top of the black-dressed saint’s head, and quickly rotated three times. The collapse of a ten thousand zhang mountain below, at least nearly a hundred disciples and elders were affected and died.

Another saint has fallen!

The survivors of the Valley of Thousand Flowers were all shocked. No one would have thought that the Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying could actually kill the Saint in the hands of Yu Ling!

“The saint can’t break free even if he is locked! What kind of treasure is this? How can there be such a murderous aura?” An ancestor of the saint couldn’t help but exclaimed, his voice trembling unconsciously.

Not only her, but the rest of the revived saint ancestors all had expressions of horror on their faces.

They have been sleeping, and they still don’t know the illustrious name left by the Zhanxian Flying Knife in the dead starry sky. Suddenly seeing such a big killer that can easily slaughter saints, they are all shocked.

Saint, that is a transcendent existence, who has walked out of his own way and has a long life span. Every saint has many means of life-saving. If you want to kill a saint so easily, only the invincible saint at the peak of the Bible can do it!

And now, the Yuling of the Taoist realm has easily cut down a saint with a treasure, completely subverting their cognition!

How can there be such a big killer in the world?

In the distance, Yu Ling’s face was as pale as paper, and she forcibly used the Sword of Immortal Slaying to chop off a saint, and her energy was consumed by most of it!

“Om!”

Thousands of avenues were poured into Yuling like flowing water. In the blink of an eye, the energy and energy consumed by Yuling returned to its peak state again.

Innate Dao embryo can always be integrated with heaven and earth, no matter how serious the consumption is, you can return to the peak in the shortest time!

Using the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife consumes essence, energy, not life expectancy. There is no need to waste life spirit fluid. Yuling can easily recover by relying on his own innate dao embryo, and is completely free from consumption.

The faces of the ancestors of the remaining saints in Wanhua Valley are all very ugly. Yuling has a super powerful weapon that can kill saints, and basically they are not afraid of consumption, which makes them saints quite jealous.

“Boom!”

The void split open, and a crystal clear nine-colored divine flower emerged from the void, transformed into a flower spirit saint in the void, and roared anxiously: “Everyone, don’t be careless, that is the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife! Not long ago, he killed three holy kings in a row! Being locked by the Immortal Killing Knife, he will surely die!”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the remaining four resuscitating saints in Wanhua Valley changed slightly, and the holy path fluctuations around them were shaking violently. Obviously, their moods were extremely unstable.

Not only them, but even the deep aura of the Holy King in the depths of the Valley of Thousand Flowers fluctuated.

The    Immortal Slaying Flying Knife could actually kill the Holy King, which made the hidden Holy King of the Valley of Flowers extremely fearful.

After    Saint Hualing finished reminding, the figure dissipated in the sky and the earth, obviously because he was extremely jealous of the flying knife, and did not dare to expose his real body to Yuling’s eyes.

Yu Ling looked at the remaining saints in Wanhua Valley with cold eyes. Just as he was about to continue urging the Sword of Immortals to kill the enemy, he suddenly looked at a void in the distance.

“Boom!”

There was a dull roar from the depths of the void, and a crimson stove exuding vast imperial power was shot out from the depths of the void, surrounded by mysterious and unpredictable fire rhythm fluctuations, filled with a vast sea of ​​fire, pressing in a circle. Tens of thousands of miles of void are collapsing and collapsing.

“The Great Wilderness Refinement Furnace!”

The few surviving saints in Wanhua Valley couldn’t help but exclaimed in surprise. The emperor soldiers are generally treasures of the suppression of many emperor lineages and immortal gates. They would never use them easily. And it is still in the hands of a holy king!

Immediately after, powerful breaths appeared outside the Valley of Thousand Flowers. They were all saints and many old antiques from all over the world. When they learned that the innate Taoist embryo appeared in the Valley of Thousand Flowers, they all rushed over at this time.

The Great Wilderness Refining Stove was held in the palm of the palm of the Sacred King Wilderness, and he ignored these resurrected saints in Wanhua Valley. His spiritual sense swept across the heavens and the earth domineeringly, and glanced at Yuling, the Great Wilderness Refining Stove in the palm of his hand. The flames in the middle of the sky raged into the sky, and the vast Diwei pressed down towards Yuling like a tide.

“brush!”

When the immeasurable emperor’s prestige approached Yuling’s body, the Immortal Slaying Gourd was inspired by the emperor’s prestige, and automatically released a massive amount of pure killing intent, firmly guarding Yuling inside.

The imperial power of the Great Wilderness Refining Stove is too vast, even with the protection of the Immortal Slaying Gourd, Yuling still has a feeling that his mind is about to collapse, as if he is facing a resurgent emperor, the pressure is doubled.

Yu Ling’s eyebrows were slightly frowned, and an extremely rich white mist appeared around her body. In the white mist, there was a world of immortal mansion looming, and there were waves of immortal aura fluctuations, but it was still unable to refine the emperor’s power of the immortal furnace. completely isolated.

Locked by the immeasurable power of the Great Desolate Immortal Refining Furnace, Yu Ling felt that he could not escape into the Immortal Mansion world at all!

The Holy King of Wild Slaughter took a deep look at the immortal world behind Yuling, and said indifferently: “There is a way to become a true immortal in the immortal world. With the stove in hand, I can’t help you! However, you are outside the Immortal Mansion now, so you don’t have to think about going back!”

After he finished speaking, the Great Wilderness Refining Stove in the palm of the Holy King Huangtu suddenly burst into a splendid crimson fire. The firelight reflected the heaven and the earth. The emperor was mighty in the sky. Feather Spirit.

A dignified holy king, in order to deal with a monk in the Taoist realm, he even used imperial soldiers. The holy king of the slaughtered slaughter is planning to kill the feather spirit with a single blow, in order to prevent the long night dream!

At this moment, Yu Ling felt that her spirit was locked. Even with the Immortal Slaying Gourd in her hand, she still had a feeling of being on the verge of death, as if she would be buried in the mouth of the fire dragon in the next quarter of an hour.

Am I going to die?

Unexpectedly provoked the holy king who carried the imperial soldiers. After all, it was still too careless. Let’s not talk about the great revenge yet.

Yu Ling’s mind couldn’t help but come up with such a thought, ten thousand roars in his body, he tried his best to stimulate the Immortal Slaying Gourd, and wanted to escape into the Yuhua Immortal Mansion, but he couldn’t do it at all.

“brush!”

Just when the fire dragon was about to touch the feather spirit, it suddenly disappeared into the void, and no one could sense the slightest breath of the fire dragon.

“As a holy king, it is too much to use imperial soldiers to deal with the little disciples.”

Accompanied by a gentle voice, a figure of immortal style and bones appeared in the void, with white hair and beard, kind eyebrows, elegant white robes, and rippling blue cloud patterns. Carefree and carefree.

“Lu Yadaojun!”

Many people inside and outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers exclaimed, and their voices were full of fear.

(end of this chapter)