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The purple shadows that filled the sky poured down along with the voice, densely packed like purple clouds pressing down on the border.
"What kind of spell is that?!"
Zhao Qianlin was shocked. He waved his sleeves and threw out a round shield. He crossed his hands, and the round shield immediately trembled and expanded, shielding him behind.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
The purple shadows kept falling, and the dense crashing sounds resounded through the nothingness.
Zhao Qianlin's face became paler every time he hit. Even if he gritted his teeth, he couldn't help but step back. He was shocked.
"Such … strength!"
Zhao Qianlin hated in his heart, "Damn it. This person is ranked below 10,000, but he is so strong! There is no trace of physical practice. He is definitely not in the Huashen Realm. He must be a mighty in nature's test! If I don't admit defeat, I will definitely die! "
He thought quickly in his heart and was about to admit defeat.
But how could Ling Qinglan let him do that? Whenever Zhao Qianlin wanted to admit defeat, he would be beaten back by Ling Qinglan with one move.
"Zhao Qianlin is suppressed by someone who is ranked below 10,000?"
"Tut-tut, Zhao Qianlin is a talent in the first echelon. His strength is only below those Great Holy Sons, and he is even more powerful than the Great Holy Sons of holy sects. However, he is beaten by an unknown young man and can't even admit defeat."
"Is there going to be a big change in Qingshui Circle?"
Many talents were stunned and had their own thoughts.
There must be something wrong when something abnormal happened. There were dark horses every year, but it was rare this time.
Lu Xuan looked at the one-sided crushing in the field, and he was stunned and thoughtful.
"This person is extremely powerful and can suppress Zhao Qianlin instantly, but he chose to play like a cat playing with a mouse. I can faintly see a trace of anger. Is it because of the female practitioner who died just now … "
He glanced at Su Li who looked indifferent, and then glanced at Yan Ziye who was expressionless. His eyes suddenly darkened.
"Is it …"
"I admit defeat — puff!"
Zhao Qianlin spat out blood and flew out awkwardly. He fell heavily on the ground, leaving a trail of blood behind.
Ling Qinglan drew back his sleeves and gathered them. He walked over step by step with a cold face.
"Did I say you could talk?"
Zhao Qianlin's face was deathly pale. He wanted to crawl up, yet his body trembled uncontrollably. Obviously, he was an arrow at the end of its flight.
"Let me go. I have no enmity with you!"
The hoarse voice transmission sounded in Ling Qinglan's ears.
Ling Qinglan smiled slightly and his eyes were cold. He said, "No grudge? What you should do now is to accompany Qiao 'er as soon as possible. "
"Ying Qiaoer! The female cultivator? "
Zhao Qianlin's eyes widened. He finally understood why he was in such a predicament, and he felt extremely regretful in his heart. He immediately ignored the warning from that person and swiftly sent a voice transmission.
"Wait! I was also instructed by someone to kill Ying Qiaoer by mistake! Now that I think about it, she clearly wanted me to become enemies with you and then destroy the relationship between the Han Sect and your sect! "
Ling Qinglan slowed down and frowned slightly, "Who is she?"
Zhao Qianlin immediately heaved a sigh of relief. "I can tell you, sir, but only if you let me go and let me admit defeat!"
Ling Qinglan sneered and said, "Let you go? Are you dreaming? "
Zhao Qianlin's face changed slightly, "I am Zhao Qianyuan's younger brother. If you kill me, he will not let you go! Why do you offend the whole Han Sect for a dead person?! "
Ling Qinglan sneered and changed his gesture. Two purple shadows instantly penetrated Zhao Qianlin's chest and brought out a vigorous heart. Zhao Qianlin's heart was full of vitality.
Dirty.
Zhao Qianlin's face instantly turned pale. The odd-shaped jade on his neck flashed rapidly. He looked up with longing.
In the space of the Seventh Throne, the man who looked similar to Zhao Qianlin suddenly woke up from meditation. He reached out to hold the odd-shaped jade on his neck. His eyes were as deep as a quiet lake. After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes again.
The Seventh Throne didn't move for a long time. Zhao Qianlin was absent-minded for a moment, and suddenly laughed crazily.
"Hahahaha, Zhao Qianyuan!"
Zhao Qianlin suddenly raised his head. The jealousy and hatred in his eyes seemed to burn the void. He stared at Ling Qinglan for a moment and trembled. Then he grabbed his heart crazily and crushed it into pieces!
Ling Qinglan was stunned and unconsciously let go of the gesture.
Zhao Qianlin's physique was ordinary. He lost his heart and his physical body was destroyed. There was no possibility for him to recover.
"Those who kill will be killed."
Zhao Qianlin's weak voice sounded with deep hatred, "I don't hate you. I can even tell you who is behind it. But in exchange, you have to kill Zhao Qianyuan! "
"What brotherhood? It's all fake!"
Zhao Qianlin became weaker and weaker. He laughed so hard that his mouth was full of blood, "Can you do it?"
Ling Qinglan nodded, "Even if you don't say it, no one in Han Sect can leave Shengxian Mountain alive."
Zhao Qianlin was slightly stunned. Ling Qinglan smiled and reached out to extinguish the last aura on Zhao Qianlin's forehead.
"Even … the Master will not allow Han Sect to continue to exist. Go in peace."
"Master … I see."
Zhao Qianlin came to a sudden understanding, and he actually closed his eyes with a trace of serenity.
"Ranking 13332. Promotion: 388!"
…
Everyone was silent.
Around Lu Xuan, several people frowned.
"Zhao Qianlin's strength is definitely not weak, but he died in the hands of this person. This person's strength … can be ranked in the top 30. "
"The Bloody Accident of Holy Spirit has affected many sects. Many holy sons and holy virgins have broken the taboo and reached the realm of nature's test, which is comparable to the elders of holy sects. The top 30 are all in nature's test. That is to say, this person also broke the taboo and is in nature's test. "
"We rely on the influence of our sects. What does this person rely on?"
Thinking of this, many people's expressions changed slightly. They all thought of a guess, and then they all looked at a young man in a black robe with a vertical thunder pattern between his eyebrows.
The young man had no choice but to say, "I just observed him with the pupil skill, but I couldn't find any flaws. He should not have changed his face."
Everyone was suddenly disappointed.
"Even the holy son of Fenglei Sect can't see it. It seems that the guess is wrong."
Lu Xuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered what Su Jiuzhou asked him about the Bloody Accident of Holy Spirit. Was it also possible that the secret skill of camouflage they used could not be seen through by the pupil skill of Fenglei Sect?
"Su Jiuzhou, the same surname is Su. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? Those holy sects in those years seem to be in trouble. "
Lu Xuan was gloating in his heart. He did not have a good impression of the Life Sect's lackeys.
On the other side, Ling Qinglan returned to the immortal platform and received a lot of awe.
"Master, before Zhao Qianlin died …"
After listening to Ling Qinglan, Su Li nodded slightly. She pondered for a moment and transmitted the sound to Lu Xuan.
"How much do you know about Tian Meiji of Meiji Sect, Fellow Practitioner Lu?"
Lu Xuan was slightly shocked and quickly reacted, "It's her?!"
He frowned for a moment and said, "Meiji Sect is in our Holy Snow Region, and I have also heard of the talents of the sect. Xuan Meiji, a good friend of my younger brother, was the leader of the next generation. Although Tian Meiji was a holy girl, she was not powerful because of her low talent. It was very likely that when Xuan Meiji grew up, it would be the time for Tian Meiji to abdicate. But just a few years ago, Tian Meiji's talent suddenly broke out, and her cultivation soared rapidly. She crossed several realms and directly stepped into nature's test from the bottom. She became the top 30 on the Tianjiao List. The news of my younger brother's good friend became less and less. "
Speaking of this, Lu Xuan paused slightly and carefully worded, "Fellow Practitioner Su, since I know your identity. Tian Meiji is also likely to know it. Your junior sister apprentice was killed just now. I guess she was targeting you. "
"It's her indeed."
Su Li nodded without hesitation. She smiled and nodded, "Thank you for telling me everything, Fellow Practitioner Lu. No one needs to intervene in this matter, and I will handle it myself."
"Fellow Practitioner Su, you are too serious."
Lu Xuan had a guess about Su Li's identity in his heart. Hearing this, he suddenly felt flattered. The questions hovering in his mind were on the tip of his tongue several times, but he couldn't ask them in the end.
The Tianjiao Battle once again entered the normal process. Su Li sat back on the immortal platform and didn't look at Tian Meiji's.
For her, it was meaningless.
The space of the Secret Realm calmed down, but the atmosphere outside became more and more tense. Even the hall watching the video was affected. High-level officials of holy sects came to question one after another.
There was no problem with Huo Shichun and Xuan An's background, so they were soon fooled.
After watching the people of holy sects leave, Huo Shichun breathed a sigh of relief and transmitted the sound carefully, "The people who killed Zhao Qianlin are the group of people who knew Lord Qingshui before, right? ‘’
Xuan An nodded with lingering fear, "I didn't expect them to be so terrifying. I seem to have made a lot of jokes with them."
"Where did this group of people come from? If they can all join the holy land, how powerful it will be. "
Huo Shichun sighed whimsically, "Now the outside world is in a mess. Lord Qingshui and others are under absolute attention. I hope they can survive this disaster safely."
Xuan An's eyes flashed and he nodded.
Based on his understanding of his sister, he always felt that the current situation was within his sister's expectation.
"What does my sister … want to do?"
Xuan An's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and he calmed down after taking a deep breath.
Time flew by —
In the blink of an eye, it had been half a year since the third round of the Immortal Platform Battle began.
In the past three months, the number of substitutions of the First Immortal Platform was much less than that of the previous three months, and the number of talents who died was also less. In the next six months, there would be even fewer.
It was worth mentioning that although Jiang Run's cultivation was not high, he actually stayed until now. His cultivation also broke through in the battle and reached the late stage of Huashen Realm. Relying on the secret skill that Ling Mo taught him, he persisted on the edge of 20,000.
It was extremely difficult for him to do this.
"This boy is a good seedling. Ling Mo got lucky."
There was a trace of envy in Ling Qinglan's words. Since Su Li destroyed the Yin Tribe, his skills were facing extinction, and he really needed to find a successor.
"After this, you will have enough time to find one."
Su Li said casually and transmitted the sound to Jiang Run, "Do what you can and keep your trump card. Your master is still counting on you to send him off. "
Jiang Run was adjusting his breath. When he suddenly heard this sentence, he almost went astray.
"Ahem, thank you for your concern, Lord Qingshui. I know what to do."
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