"Shijō-jin … Has it been determined that he can't be saved?"
"Humph, even if he can be saved, so many people have died in his hands. How can this account be settled?"
"Alas, this time, the Fallen Immortals are really ruthless. Shijō-jin has been innocent all his life, but now he can't protect his integrity. If he knew this, I'm afraid he would jump out and kill himself …" The speaker shook his head vigorously and said, "The Fallen Immortals are indeed terrible. I now understand a little bit that when the golden generation of Lingjian School rose with great momentum, it was almost destroyed by a Fallen Immortal … It's really not because Lingjian School is incompetent. "
"Oh? What happened in Lingjian School that year has been solved? "
"At this time, the Fallen Immortals have already made their move, what else is there to hide? Moreover, who dares to question Lingjian School now? The survivors of the Great Cataclysm had already become the famous elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall. The several Successor Disciples are also better than the other. People don't have to worry about anything. "
"What do those Dixian people say?"
"What else can they say? A group of dragons without a leader is like a plate of loose sand. Several reasonable people have tacitly agreed to the result of the Grand Competition and took the initiative to help. For example, just now, Immortal Luo Xue took the initiative to come forward and try to relieve the toxicity of the poisoned people. But most people are still watching. If Tetragon doesn't come forward, they don't even have a person who can make a decision … Moreover, I think there are many who want to surrender. "
"Surrender? The Fallen Immortals haven't even shown up, but they're already scared like this by controlling Shijō-jin? They even call themselves Dixian people, this kind of backbone is ridiculous. "
"There's no need to laugh at them … They have also fought and faced those terrible monsters. Not everyone can be like the Elders of Lingjian School. "
"… What's the next arrangement?"
"Let's find Shijō-jin first. Supreme He Tu has communicated with the Dixian people. Now, the net is spread in the City of Immortals, and we must catch the Four Element himself. Even if we can't catch the person behind the scenes, we can't let him continue to be so arrogant. Now that several veteran Supremes are ready to take action, let's see how long the Four Xiangs can last. "
"Although Shijō-jin is strong, with the help of so many True Monarchs and Dixian, we should be able to deal with him soon … What I'm worried about is what happens next. After dealing with Shijō-jin, the mastermind behind the scenes would definitely appear. At that time … Alas, I thought I would never see the crisis of the Fallen Immortal in my life. The biggest opponent of our Wanxian League in the next hundred years should be the revived Dixian. I didn't expect the crisis to come so quickly. "
"Speaking of which, where did Wang Lu go? Right now, in the current situation of the City of Immortals, what we need the most is a guy like him with endless ideas. "
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"… I'm not surprised at all."
In the whirlpool of stars, Wang Lu suddenly stopped moving forward, shook his head, and sighed.
In front of him, the light of the City of Immortals in the whirlpool of stars had been faintly visible. They could barely reach it in about an hour. However, as expected, there was already someone blocking the way.
A black robe dyed as black as ink. It was Black whom he had been searching for a long time.
If everything that happened before was regarded as someone's plan, then this part of the plot was simply logical.
Tetragon was lured out of the City of Immortals with the strange poison of the Fallen Immortals, and Wang Wu was plotted against by Zu Chi Dragon Ancestor. After that, whether it was Tetragon killing Zu Chi and smashing the trapped Wang Wu, or Wang Wu breaking out of the restriction and breaking Zu Chi. The result was the same: Tetragon, Wang Wu, and Wang Lu were lured away, and the City of Immortals was in a mess.
Of course, the most important one was Tetragon. She was the one who could really suppress the scene and make the Fallen Immortals not dare to act rashly. As for Wang Wu, her unpredictable depth was worthy of fear, but in terms of her enthusiasm in doing things, she was not too threatening. Not to mention Wang Lu. He was indeed a genius, but there were so many people in the City of Immortals, was there no one who could come up with an idea? Was he really that inseparable from Wang Lu?
On the other hand, however, Wang Lu would not belittle himself. For the Fallen Immortals, he must be a thorn in their side.
If there was no Wang Lu, there would be no Grand Competition. Without the Grand Competition, the Wanxian League and Dixian would lose a stage for peaceful dialogue. Later, Black instigated Dixian to kill people in the Grand Competition. It was also Wang Lu who stopped the killing with killing, and things did not get completely out of control.
These things, if it were someone else, would they be able to do it? Not necessarily. However, since it was Wang Lu who did these things, for the Fallen Immortals, they naturally wanted to get rid of him. What's more, a cultivator who could easily break through from the peak of King Pill to Yuanying Stage in just over half a year, it was not too much to be on guard against him.
And now, it was the best time to nip him in the bud. Tetragon could not come out at all, the City of Immortals was in a mess, and there was only Wang Wu who was in King Pill Stage …
If he didn't kill him now, when would he?
The only unexpected thing was that Black would actually show up in person. Although it didn't look like the real person, it was not a clone that could be discarded at will. Its strength was probably at the level of Supreme.
But this was also good.
"Saves the trouble." Wang Lu chuckled and said, "Finish it early and go home to rest. Wang Wu, go! "
He was very self-aware. It was a daydream to fight against a Supreme level opponent in Yuanying Stage. The only one who could come in handy was Wang Wu.
"Damn it, Little Lu, do you think I'm a dog?" Wang Wu scolded Wang Lu for having no conscience, but at the same time, she took the Rouge Tears and laughed. "Ha, Immortal Sword!"
Wang Lu curled his lips and thought, "Look at your greedy face!" However, when he thought about it carefully, after inheriting my inheritance, this poor bastard cultivated hard for one hundred and fifty years. Although she had a peerless cultivation base, she was so poor that she broke her branch to make a sword. When she was down and out, she was even forced to fight empty-handed. That iconic emerald green bamboo sword was simply a disgrace to the Lingjian School …
Fortunately, although Wang Wu was poor, Wang Lu was rich. There were not many immortal treasures on him because he didn't need them much. However, the immortal equipment in his mustard seed bag was enough to arm three to five Wang Wu.
However, Wang Wu didn't seem to have much interest at this time. Perhaps the immortal sword Rouge Tears made her want nothing more, or perhaps she was facing an unprecedentedly strong enemy, so Wang Wu couldn't spare time to blackmail Wang Lu.
"It's time to settle the account in the City of Immortals!" Wang Wu said with a fierce look on her face. The slender Rouge Tears in her hand suddenly burst out with a heroic red light, which was dazzling.
Wang Lu, who was behind her, let out a soft cry of surprise. The sword light of Non-Phase Sword Art had always been golden, so this red sword light was really rare.
The next moment, an even greater surprise followed.
Wang Wu let out a deafening roar. The sound wave shook Wang Lu's entire Jade Mansion, and the colorful light of his Yuanying flickered … And this roar was just a prelude.
Rouge Tears was held high above Wang Wu's head, and in an instant, it turned into a mountain!
"Ouch …"
Suddenly, a girl in an apricot gown appeared next to Wang Lu and cried out in pain in surprise. Wang Lu glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. It was Autumn Beam …
"Wang Wu, what kind of trick are you playing? You used an immortal sword to make a move, but you ejected the sword spirit out? "Wang Lu was extremely surprised, but he also faintly understood her intention.
Normally speaking, Rouge Tears, which emphasized lightness and speed, could never be used like this … Pushing a two-finger-wide immortal sword to hundreds of feet has completely violated the basic principles of Rouge Tears. As the core of the soul, the sword spirit obviously can't cooperate.
On the other hand …
"What kind of move do you want to make with such a big scene?" Wang Lu could not help but be more confused. Unlike him, Wang Wu still carried the Great Heart Demon Oath. The restriction that she could not take the initiative to hurt people with immortal method was effective for her.
If she couldn't take the initiative to hurt people, why did she make a mountain? Did she want to use it as a meteorite and hide in it all the way back to the City of Immortals?
The next moment, the answer was revealed.
In front of him, the corner of Wang Wu's mouth evoked a strange smile.
Above her head, the hundreds of meters tall mountain trembled slightly.
In his line of sight, the loose white robe revealed most of her lotus arm, like a jade pillar. One end went up, propping up the towering mountain, and the other end went down, gathering on the woman's round shoulder.
As the mountain trembled slightly, the arm drew a beautiful arc from top to bottom.
The towering mountain moved with it, drawing a terrifying arc from top to bottom.
Above the mountain, the invisible sword qi, which stretched for an unknown length, tore the entire space from top to bottom.
In his ears, there was a harsh twisting and cracking sound.
The shadow that blocked the way disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed. And the aftermath of the sword qi continued, extending all the way to infinity. The stars in the distance trembled and flickered. From time to time, there were small lights that burst and then dimmed forever.
The power of one sword strike silenced the sea of stars. Everything began in silence and ended in silence.
"One Sword Breaks the Stars!"
In the silence, such a line of words suddenly flashed in Wang Lu's mind.
Wang Wu was not the kind of person who would shout out every move, but this sword strike … was too amazing. It crushed everything with absolute power and vividly displayed the beauty of power!
As a sword cultivator, it was impossible for Wang Lu not to recognize this sword strike … Perhaps it was still quite inferior to Xuan Mo's great immortal technique that could easily divide Yin and Yang, but this sword strike was really close to the Tao!
The scene in front of him was really a bit beyond imagination. How did this guy cultivate for 150 years?
But Wang Wu herself didn't care about it. After the sword strike, the Rouge Tears returned to its slender appearance. Wang Wu threw it back to Wang Lu, and then stretched.
"Phew … Let's go."
Wang Lu took the Rouge Tears and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Since there was nothing to say, then he wouldn't say it. However, at this moment.
On the Rouge Tears, a cloud of black mist rose from the edge of the sword, along the hilt, and suddenly grabbed Wang Lu's wrist!
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