Volume 3 Chapter 207: The Ten Thousand Years of Heritage Disappeared in the Blink of an Eye! (Third Update, 930 Votes for an Extra Update!)

! Thinking of this, Lang Qianjuan's eyes lit up and he said, "Give me a place and I want an immortal body!"

The Puyu Patriarch said, "Give you one! And I'll give you an immortal body!"

Lang Qianjuan said, "Well, then, let's not have the Qianlang Sect! Asshole, I want to join the sect too, and never suffer this humiliation again!"

The Anshui Patriarch said, "Okay, that's it. In fact, we already have innate spiritual perception. The world has been silent for too long. In the future, there will be a great change in the world, that is, a catastrophe! In this catastrophe, it will be difficult for my Qianlang Sect to survive!

In this case, it will dissipate anyway, so it's worth it for us! As long as we have a few people, we can start over again, and we can completely rebuild the Qianlang Sect!"

The other Jindan real people present wanted to say something, but facing the sect master and the two ancestors, they could only hold back what they wanted to say and dared not say it out loud.

During the conversation between Master Puyu and Lang Qianjuan, Luo Li silently recited the spell:

"Nine Suns True Fire, ignite my heart, blazing flames descend, thunder destroys all things, Lihuo Nanling, flying clouds shake the wind, divine light red gas, upstream sky, explode for me."

This is the Thunder Art. As long as the divine thunder is in hand, you can feel it. Only by starting the divine thunder according to the Thunder Art will the divine thunder explode!

The Lihuo Nanming Divine Light Thunder in his hand was triggered immediately. The divine thunder composed of this light began to unfold. A ray of light was injected into Luo Li's body, and then flowed to Lu Zhou and others around Luo Li, protecting them under the thunder energy!

The Anshui Master suddenly glared at Luo Li and shouted sharply: "Boy, what are you doing!"

Luo Li shouted: "Fuck your grandfather!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the divine thunder flew out and went straight to the two Yuanying Zhenjun. In an instant, the divine thunder unfolded, boom!

With a loud bang, thousands of Nanming Lihuo were emitted in this divine thunder. A huge explosion broke out here, and then the aftermath of the explosion split into ninety-nine eighty-one lights, splashing in all directions according to strange directions, covering a radius of a thousand feet. At the same time, they exploded together again!

A main explosion, eighty-one split explosions, occurred at the same time, and these explosions instantly merged into one, detonating the world! The entire thousand-foot distance was immersed in a sea of ​​fire. With this explosion, the world was reflected in a frenzy and noise. In the endless changes of light and shadow, it was full of a crazy taste.

Then a huge mushroom cloud rose, a full three thousand feet high, rushing straight into the sky, and Damingfu, five hundred miles away, could be seen with the naked eye!

In this explosion, Luo Li pulled everyone and shouted: "Go!"

In an instant, they flew up on their swords and fled to the distance. Under the protection of the divine thunder, this explosion did not harm them at all!

They rushed out of the hall, and saw that in the explosion, countless pavilions and terraces of Qianlangmen were blown down and collapsed. They no longer had their original beauty. The mountain protection formation was also blown up from the inside!

Countless Qianlangmen monks were blown to death, but they were not dead. They were also entangled by the Nanming Lihuo. This fire could not be extinguished by water at all. At the same time, it triggered the heart fire, and they were attacked from both inside and outside. They all screamed.

But Luo Li frowned. This Nanming Lihuo Divine Light Thunder was not as powerful as Taiqing Yiqi Miedu Divine Thunder. Once the divine thunder was released, the ground was turned into dust. Although this divine thunder also had terrible explosive power, many Qianlangmen monks were not blown to death.

In fact, Luo Li underestimated the Nanming Lihuo Divine Light Thunder. The truly terrifying thing about this thunder is not the explosion, but the essence of Lihuo contained in the divine light that makes up the divine thunder. The intersection of thunder and fire, the essence of Lihuo specifically provokes the inner magic fire of the human body, attacking from both inside and outside, and is extremely domineering. The explosive power of this thunder is not great for the divine thunder, but the burning of this magic fire is truly terrifying. No matter how high your cultivation is, no matter how strong your realm is, as long as the inner magic fire is aroused, you will be burned to death immediately.

The power of Taiqing Yiqi Miedu Divine Thunder is fixed, that is, it is so great, destroying the world, but the power of this Nanming Lihuo Divine Light Thunder is uncertain, depending on whether the opponent hides the magic fire in his heart, and the power is uncertain.

However, when used in this Qianlang Sect, this thunder is naturally restrained. Qianlang Sect emphasizes the unity of everyone's heart, and the waves roll thousands of times. The skills they practice are water-based methods, and they specialize in cultivating the mind and have ways to restrain the inner magic fire. Therefore, under this divine thunder, many Qianlang Sect cultivators are only injured but not killed.

Luo Li was completely unaware of all this, and just shouted loudly: "Go!"

Everyone was desperately fleeing, and he was not sure whether the two Yuanying ancestors were killed!

Everyone tried their best to fly the sword and flew ten miles away in an instant, but suddenly, they felt a figure flash, and when they looked again, they were instantly moved back to the hall just now!

Looking over, there was no more noise in the hall just now. At least three Jindan Zhenren died under this thunder, in fact, to be more precise, they died in their own inner demons and fire.

But the two Yuanying Zhenjun and Lang Qianjuan were all alive, but Lang Qianjuan's hair was all burned, and there were traces of burning on his body!

He stared at Luo Li and the others, furious, and shouted loudly: "Asshole, asshole, you broke into my sect, die, die, I will make you die miserably!"

Luo Li smiled, and with a wave of his hand, he took out another Lihuo Nanming Divine Lightning Thunder, and said: "Come, let's see who will die!"

Seeing this divine thunder, Lang Qianjuan was frightened and retreated madly. The Anshui Patriarch smiled and said:! It's really a door, no wonder you dare to travel the world in the Qi Refining Stage, and you actually have so many heavenly thunders, but you can't send this thunder!"

After saying these words, in an instant, an endless tsunami rose in the hall, forming a huge water-colored cage, locking Luo Li and others tightly. In this cage, Luo Li activated the Thunder Technique, but surprisingly it could not be activated!

Patriarch Baoyu also smiled, stretched out his hand, moved a girl in from the outside, and threw her into the cage with great force. The girl turned out to be Mo Xiulan. Patriarch Baoyu didn't have any good intentions towards her!

Everyone was imprisoned in this water prison. Lu Zhou and others yelled at each other, but it was of no use. The Anshui Patriarch looked at Lang Qianjuan and said, "Watch them carefully. Let's prepare the gourd body. When the time comes, they will be killed." After six people refine it, the sixty-six true energy gourds can be completed."

Lang Qianjuan nodded and said: "Don't worry, Patriarch, I will definitely keep an eye on them! How long will it take you?"

Patriarch Baoyu said: "We have been preparing for thousands of years. In about three hours, Dafa will be accomplished!"

For those sixty-six true essence gourds, it is necessary to prepare the ghosts of six thousand six hundred and sixty-six established boys and girls. In these thousand years, these two great Nascent Soul Lords have really harmed countless people. When they heard this, everyone couldn't bear it. Live color changes.

Just like that, Patriarch Baoyu and Anshui Patriarch all left, leaving only Lang Qianjuan to take care of them. About the time of an incense stick had passed. In this explosion, eight Jindan Daoist people survived, and several of them quietly Talking to the side, they suddenly stood up and were led by one person to the front of Lang Qianjuan. The leader Jin Dan said:

"Brother, we have to leave!"

Lang Qianjuan was stunned and said, "Where are you going?"

The Jindan master said: "Senior brother, we can't stop you no matter what you do, but we won't watch the destruction of Qianlangmen here!

We decided to take our disciples and escape far away. No matter what happens in the future, we will leave the seeds for the Qianlang Sect. We also ask our senior brother to help us! "

Many Jindan Daoist people saluted together. The Sixty-Six True Yuan Gourds were refined and it was not their turn. If they stayed here, the Hunyuan Sect would come to destroy the whole family and they would definitely die. So they had to run away now.

Watching Lang Qianjuan's face change dramatically, a Jindan master next to him shouted:

"You are retreating in the face of battle. The Qianlang Sect has been raising soldiers for thousands of years. But when it comes to you, you will run away. Are you worthy of the head brother? Are you worthy of the ancestors?"

The Jindan master who was about to leave said: "We have to leave just to be worthy of our ancestors. The two ancestors are doing the opposite. The Qianlang Sect is about to be destroyed. In order for the Qianlang Sect to continue, we must leave and leave the seeds!"

The Jindan master who was supporting Lang Qianjuan opened his mouth to shout again. Lang Qianjuan sighed and said:

"Stop arguing, let's go. Take away as many of the elite disciples as you can!"

I will give you all the permissions to the Ancestral Hall, Sutra Pavilion, Medicine Garden, and Taoist Pavilion. You can also take away all the magic beasts in the city. Please move all the blessed places away. Take away as much as you can! Let's go, let's go, one by one will survive! "

Those Jindan Masters didn't say much, they cupped their fists and saluted, turned around and left one after another. In a blink of an eye, there was only the Jindan Master who supported Lang Qianjuan. He looked here stupidly, not knowing what to say.

Lang Qianjuan glanced at him and said: "Junior Brother Chaodang, you can leave too..."

The Jindan master looked at Lang Qianjuan and couldn't help but cry: "Our Qianlangmen, our good Qianlangmen, are just going to break up like this? This is our home! Our home!"

Lang Qianjuan said: "The matter has come to this. The two founders have changed their minds. It's only because we can hold on to this foundation..."

The Jindan master spit hard on Lang Qianjuan's face and said: "You useless trash, the master said back then that you are irresponsible and cannot be the leader of the sect, trash, trash!

Master indeed saw you right! Let’s see how you will have the face to face your master and your ancestors in a hundred years! "

The Jindan Master turned around and left. Only Lang Qianjuan was left in the entire hall. There was a lot of life outside. These Jindan Masters left and took away their disciples and grandchildren.

As they left, the entire Qianlang Sect was in a mess. Numerous monks who had not been taken away by anyone saw that something was wrong and began to loot everywhere and then escaped. There were also many burnt monks who were left lying on the ground screaming in agony without anyone taking care of them!

Seeing all this through the water mirror, Lang Qianjuan suddenly collapsed and sat on the ground. He didn't know what to say and just muttered silently:

"I am a waste, a waste. It was I who harmed the Qianlangmen. It was I who harmed the Qianlangmen..."

After a while, his eyes gradually became clear, and he continued: "So what! The Qianlang Sect is gone, so it's gone! There are still Liuliu Zhenyuan Gourd. I can go back and cultivate immortality again. From now on, I want to live a good life. , absolutely no regrets..."

At this moment, the Jindan master who was cursing Lang Qianjuan slowly came back again. He looked no different from before, but Luo Li's eyes lit up. He smelled of alcohol!