Chapter 71: The battle ends

"this is……"
Silent stepped on the wind marks and came outside the Juetian Jedi Demon Array, and suddenly saw this scene, and a frightening sense of threat surged into my heart. At first it was one line, two lines...Finally, the whole world was occupied by purple.
"This is the magical power coming from the east? How could there be such a terrifying power?"
The silent heart shook, and in this sword light, he felt no less threat than Yu Chengdu. His connection with the dragon scale horse was broken by the purple sword energy all over the sky. The silent foot stepped on thunder and immediately retreated dozens of times. in.
"Seriously!"
The dragon scale horse was already severely injured, and only after he became one with Shen Mo did he use Shen Mo's strength to suppress the injury.
Now that it is separated, it is directly facing the powerful sword energy everywhere, it feels that it is about to explode, a heart-piercing scream.
The silence that had already left the scope of the sword aura saw the dragon scale horse's bursting four legs, frowned, and stepped into the purple world again, resisting the countless purple sword auras that can smash the world.
He walked in front of the dragon scale horse, blocking it behind him.
The desperate dragon scale horse was slightly startled, looking at the tiny figure, it felt a powerful force rushing into its body, but it did not harm it, but suppressed the purple sword that had penetrated its body.
But Silence was distracted to help it, and the sword energy in his body found a breakthrough, and dozens of blood spattered all over his body.
With a loud shout in silence, he grabbed the dragon scale horse and quickly retreated, and finally escaped.
Long Lin Ma looked at the blood man with cold eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth fiercely and bit his silent head.
"I promised you that if you become my mount, I won't let anyone hurt you before I die."
"What I promised you, I did it."
The silence did not turn back, but the cold voice resounded in the head of the dragon scale horse, and several earth-level healing pills of life and death were ejected into its mouth.
The dragon scale horse stiffened, slowly retreating, the exploded limbs were slowly growing, and the indifferent voice sounded in silent mind.
"See you next time, I will kill you!"
"See you next time, you won't kill me."
The silent smile transmits the sound, and the laughter contains strong confidence, because the Wandao stealing system's reminder that the dragon scale horse can be "stolen" has disappeared.
Not "not to be stolen", but completely disappear!
He knows that this mount is complete!
With a cold snort, the dragon scale horse jumped into the forest and disappeared.
Looking at the purple ocean full of sword qi after silence, his heart is still full of shock, as strong as he is so embarrassed, and other warriors are even more vulnerable. If they see the sword qi, their bodies will explode. Up.
Only the warrior who was two hundred miles away escaped this calamity. In addition, the Jedi Demon Array covered an area of ​​three hundred miles, and Lin Ran's sword spread five hundred miles!
With a radius of five hundred miles, everyone died except for the Ziyunzong disciple behind Lin Ran!
Such a terrifying change caused the old Qian family and others who were slaying frantically and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect warriors to be stunned, staring blankly at the disappearing purple light, cold sweat drenched all over, face extremely white, even the opponent cut to the neck Dadao forgot to avoid it.
Of course, the owner of the knife that hit his neck had forgotten to take another inch.
Outside the Zidang Mountain Range, Yang Xun and Fang Qingshan were also a little stunned. They recognized the supernatural power, but... Could it be that among the disciples of the Ziyun Sect, there is a Supreme Elder hidden?
Yu Qi was born in Tianyu Pavilion and once learned a kind of supreme pupil technique. He saw through the sight in the purple air, but was frightened to retreat three hundred feet, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't help muttering.
"Damn it, hell, now hell... Why are there so many ghosts in Lingnan County?"
Between the Ziyun Sect and the Zidang Mountain Range, two superb existences fought from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground. The space they traveled through exploded, and they collided with hundreds of moves in an instant.
At this time, the elders of Ziyun Sect and Ten Thousand Demon Sects were able to come, and when the needle tip faced the Maimang, he was about to fight.
Just at this moment, a ray of purple light came from the direction of the Zidang Mountain Range, and all the Heaven-sweeping realms were stunned. The two figures suddenly fell from the sky, and they separated at the touch of a touch, revealing the figure of Xunzhi Demon and Zizhen.
Zi Zhen drank the wine in the gourd in one sip and laughed. The old drunkard in the eyes of the Ziyun Sect disciple was full of spirits at the moment.
"Even if my Ziyun Sect is dead in the realm duel, as long as I win in the tenth heaven of the Xuanyuan realm, that's enough!"
"My clan is Lin Ran, enough to crush your clan for thousands of years!"
Xun Zhimo's face was extremely gloomy, his fingers moved slightly, the gloomy demon energy penetrated the space and shot directly at the ten Ziyunzong elders.
Zizhen laughed and pulled out the gourd plug. Suddenly, the vermilion jug produced a huge gust of wind, swallowing all the devilish energy.
Xun Zhimo let out a cold snort, and led the elder Wan Mozong, his figure flashed and disappeared.
"Let's check it out too, don't let these thieves of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect hurt the future Sect Master of my Sect." Zi Zhen chuckled lightly, swaying and appeared thousands of miles away.
The elders of Ziyun Sect glanced at each other, Zi Zhen's words were a bit cheesy, you know, Lin Ran is not the only "big brother" of Ziyun Sect.
Lu Shandao became the sect master of the Ziyun Sect two thousand years ago. After him, almost every ten years, there is a great disciple who breaks through the heaven-recovering realm. Although countless people have passed away during the years, there are also those left over to the present. Thirteen people.
The years are surging to wash away Tianjiao, those thirteen people can be described as the most powerful thirteen people in Ziyun Sect's Domination!
And still a disciple!
They have been coveting the position of the next sovereign for a long time!
But at this moment, Zi Zhen directly appointed Lin Ran as the next sovereign?
Although Lin Ran does have this potential, he is still a little young after all. Zi Zhen said this, not knowing whether to praise him or kill him...
"Lin Ran, I will kill you!"
When the purple light gradually dissipated, a black shadow suddenly broke through the purple world, and the Demon Sect quickly fleeed, coughing up a mouthful of blood every step of the way, and the extremely angry roar blasted dozens of Profound Origin or Qi Transformation realms. Warrior body.
Under Lin Ran's sword light that stretched for five hundred miles, the demon sect that was mainly targeted was not dead yet, so it must be said that it was really powerful.
I have to say that the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Demon Sect who can train such characters... is so peerless!
"Lin Ran? Even if you are an adversary, you have to compliment you, you are very good, you are really worthy of worshipping Ziyun Sect!"
Xun Zhimo landed on the top of the highest peak of the Zidang Mountains, looked at Lin Ran coldly, and said lightly.
Zi Zhen appeared beside Lin Ran, and the majestic Zhen Yuan poured into Lin Ran's body to heal his injuries.
Xun Zhimo's big sleeve flicked, the rule-level strong man had the pride of the rule-level state, and he would not be able to attack a junior in the Xuanyuan state.
Looking at the silence again, he smiled and said, "Silence, right? I remember you...you, would you like to come to this door?"