Lu Xuan flew all the way to Prince Liang's Mansion, and his sharp eyes scanned the mansion.

"How could there be any omissions? You must find them..." Lu Xuan looked solemn, even with a little impatient.

The master of the Jianlou is actually a junior brother among his peers, and Lu Xuan is the eldest brother before Xue Binghan. If the junior brother had not been too outstanding and Lu Xuan was secretly injured and had a way to make progress, he might not have been able to be the master of this position. But even Lu Xuan now has a profound cultivation level. Capturing a small King of Liang is not even a catching an ant for him. However, because of the existence of the ancestors, Lu Xuan had to come.

Compared with Xue Binghan, Lu Xuan knew more. Lu Xuan not only saw the Heroic Spirit Ancestor's Tool, but even fought with him. The secret injuries that Lu Xuan was given by the Heroic Spirit Ancestor's Tool.

But Xue Binghan said he had never seen him before, but it was not a lie, because even Xue Binghan was hidden from this matter.

"Where!" Lu Xuan's eyes locked in a room, waved his hand and condensed a sword light, and slashed it violently.

The sword light seemed to be invisible, just a long, crescent-like beam, but it was extremely sharp and could be split even by a mountain.

Lu Xuan did not think about capturing King Liang back at all, but planned to kill him directly. It was not that he had any intention of killing King Liang, but that Lu Xuan did not want to take a slight risk. As long as the threat from the ancestral tools could be eliminated, let alone the Liang King, even if he slaughtered the entire King Liang Mansion, Lu Xuan would not frown at all.

Accompanied by the shrill sound of breaking through the air, the invincible sword light split the house, leaving a gully on the ground, unable to see how deep it was.

With a clamor, the house lost its support, and the brick, stone and wooden beams collapsed to both sides, revealing a figure in the middle.

King Liang of Great Chu, Chu Yuanhao.

King Liang stood like that, from the center of his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, along his neck, chest, and waist and abdomen, and a line of intense blood divided it into two. Anyone who looked at it should have died. But strangely, King Liang's eyes were still moving.

Lu Xuan's face suddenly changed his face and pinched the sword skills, and he instantly cut out hundreds of swords.

Although the sword before, although it was powerful, because he was afraid of touching the Shoujing formation, Lu Xuan simply mobilized the energy of heaven and earth around him and condensed a sword to slash it out. However, this time, Lu Xuan did not restrain himself too much and directly used his own cultivation.

Just now, it was just the sword light condensed by the essence of heaven and earth, but this time it was true energy and the essence of the essence, the real sword energy.

The suppression power of the Shoujing Formation came, and a cluster of soft light burst out from Lu Xuan's body, fighting against the power of the formation. However, this process did not affect the power of Lu Xuan's more than a hundred sword energy at all.

Puff puff puff —

In less than a breath, the sword energy penetrated Liang Wang's body and cut the walls and houses behind Liang Wang into countless pieces. Liang Wang's body had countless blood marks, as if it was covered by a large blood-colored net.

Anyone who was cut into this shape should turn into a pile of corpses. But King Liang still stood like that, without any intention of falling down. His eyes were also cut open, and a lot of blood was overflowing. But he still maintained the whole body, slightly turning, with a strange excitement.

"Damn it, what the hell!" Lu Xuan was shocked and angry.

He had killed countless demons under his sword, and countless heretics who practiced various evil methods also killed countless people. But no one has ever been like King Liang, who was cut into pieces and still stood there. This is not a human, but rather...

Lu Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"I don't believe it!" Lu Xuan flipped his hands and his true energy surged.

This time, he is going to take real skills.

The moment Lu Xuan released his realm, the entire Shoujing City was shocked.

Shoujing Formation reacted.

The city never stopped all day long. At first, it was a natural disaster, but later it gradually discovered that it was a man-made disaster. The people in the city hid in the house and hid under the bed, trembling while cursing the warriors who caused all this.

At this time, people had not realized at all what terrible things were waiting for them.

"Did Uncle Lu meet a strong enemy?"

Not only the Shoujing Formation that noticed something was wrong, but also the powerful people in the upper realm who were taking a nap in the back mountain of the Martial Arts Court stood up one after another.

"Is there any powerful person in the upper realm of the Liang Palace?" Xue Binghan looked shocked: "Uncle Lu will not easily reveal his realm."

"Is it the Heroic Spirit Ancestor Tool?" Song Zhiqing was suspicious.

"I'm just guessing this time, hurry up and take a look!" Zhang Nan was really anxious.

The description of the ancestral tools in the system is just a container. Zhang Nan doesn’t know at all about what the ancestral tools with heroic spirits are. But it is this unknown that makes Zhang Nan even more uneasy.

The powerful men in the upper realm did not have any traces of ink, and they all soared into the air and headed straight for the Liang Palace.

Zhang Nan did not follow him, but turned around to find Chu Wenting.

A lot of powerful people in the upper realm are here. The little loli feels that she has reliance and has not cared about anything since the beginning. She has already run out to play alone. Zhang Nan also wants the little loli to relax, so she doesn't care. But now, she still has to keep this little loli busy. Because the Shoujing formation is in the hands of this little guy.

Over the years, the Shoujing City Formation has not been activated. Even if it is touched, it is just an ordinary deterrent. The killer move of the formation has not been moved once after the Shoujing City was built.

In fact, this is not just the Shoujing of Chu Yun Kingdom. Each of the other major countries and even the sects has a powerful magic array to protect the center. But no matter which one, its own protective magic array is the last resort. It is almost impossible to use it until the sect survives and dies.

So Zhang Nan never expected Chu Wenting to do anything with the Shoujing formation. If there was no accident with the Hero Spirit Ancestor, the symbolic significance of the formation was greater than the actual significance. But now, Zhang Nan felt that this formation that had not moved for thousands of years might really play a role.

Just as Zhang Nan went to find Chu Wenting, Xue Binghan and other powerful people in the upper realm had already met with Lu Xuan.

The sword head of Jianlou Lu Xuan, the sword head of Jianlou Xue Binghan, the master of Xuefeng Island, Song Zhiqing, the master of Xuefeng Island, Tianjizi, the elder of Xuanxin Sect, Tianxingzi, the owner of the Blood Soul Villa, Yang Muyun, and the leader of the Black Witch Sect, the leader of the Three Saints.

The seven top-level powerhouses joined forces to deal with one Liang Wang Chu Yuanhao, and there was no suspense crushing at all.

But in fact, when Xue Binghan and others arrived, they were surrounded. The seven great powers were surrounded by many.

As soon as Xue Binghan and others arrived, Lu Xuan was about to take action with all his might, a cold wind blew up from the Liang Palace.

The strong wind was really cold, and the roof and the edges of trees immediately brought countless frost. And there were countless frost circles on the nearby earth.

Immediately afterwards, white shadows emerged from the two circles one after another. In just a few breaths, there were as many as thousands, just like white crows covering the sky and the sun, surrounding the seven upper realms.

Those shadows are like humans, not humans, not ghosts, not ghosts. The whole body is covered with milky white, which looks like fog, but also hides like entity. With a human appearance, the facial features and clothes are completely unaware of. Only a pair of eyes, like two ghost fires, shining.

The seven upper realms are as cold as frost, and there is an unconcealed suspicion in their eyes.

"Are these heroic spirits..." Song Zhiqing realized something and turned to look at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan nodded slightly, his face looking extremely ugly. "Too many..."

The powerful man in the upper realm saw like lightning. He glanced over and saw clearly that these heroes were just over three thousand.

But it was not this number that shocked the strong men, but the three thousand heroic spirits that emitted strong energy fluctuations without any concealment.

That kind of fluctuation is different from the level of a warrior, but the strong men in the upper realm can feel that they are all above the five realms. Among them, there are at least three hundred heroes in the six realms. The ten hanging in the front are even more comparable to the energy fluctuations of a group of upper realm!

An incredible amount of strength. But even so, these are not the most desperate.

In the palace, King Liang still stood there.

At this moment, King Liang was covered in blood, as if he was dead. However, his body exuded the most powerful vitality.

King Liang gradually became illusory, and his blood turned into mist, wrapping his entire body.

The clothes were broken and fell off one by one, and the figure made of blood mist slowly rose. The surging vitality became stronger and stronger, but it was also changing, becoming closer and closer to those heroes.

No one of the strong men in the upper realm attacked, even the most impulsive Tianxingzi was the same. It was not that they were restricted, but that they all instinctively felt that they could not stop them.

That blood shadow is too powerful, beyond the realm of reincarnation.

Suddenly, with a bang, the blood qi scattered and the blood shadows formed.

Just looking at the appearance is the same as other heroes, it is just that the color is blood-red and the body is slightly larger.

At this time, Zhang Nan had found Chu Wenting and was guiding her to control the formation with Chu Jiuye.

Just as Master Chu Jiu controlled the Yun Illusion Formation, Chu Wenting could also monitor every corner of the city through the Shoujing Formation.

But what is strange is that no matter the three thousand heroes or the blood-red figure, Zhang Nan did not see any of them in the mirror summoned by the little loli.

The sight of the Liang Palace was locked in. Apart from the ruins of the ground, there were only seven powerful people in the upper realm hanging alone in the sky.

But even Chu Wenting knew that there must be something else there.

"Is this a heroic spirit..." Zhang Nan's eyes became colder.
Chapter completed!