Chapter 711 Ten Thousand Swords Broken Void

"What kind of heart? It is because you, like Yuan Tianyi, the so-called heart that makes me hate you so much that I can't say. How can I achieve the supreme path without removing all the bonds around you?" Huang Wushen looked at Luo Bei and sneered: "Aren't you trying to save everyone around you? Isn't the King of Beiming dead? Is the half-faced demon dead? Your Taoist partner Nalan Ruoxue still gone into ashes, what can you change? Even your disciple is still in my hands at this moment?"

Yuan Tianyi... King of Northern Ming... Half-faced Demon... Nalan Ruoxue...

When these names passed by Luo Bei's heart, Luo Bei's mind was still blank. He didn't remember everything about these people, but he knew very well that these people were the people he was closest to. When these names flowed through his heart, the more disgusted the dazzling golden Nine-Level Kunlun Island and Huang Wushen in front of him.

This disgust slowly turned into a cold murderous intent in his heart.

"Didn't you Luofu do things simply, regardless of the great way, and just want to protect everyone around you? In that case, if you want to save your disciple, you will cut off your arms, otherwise your Luofu's actions will be simply to deceive the world and steal reputation and deceive yourself." Huang Wushen reached out and grabbed it, and a golden wheel light appeared on Lin Xiaowan's head.

Broken arms, even for a cultivator like Luo Bei, it is equivalent to a half of his cultivation. However, when he saw the golden wheel light floating above Lin Xiaowan's head, Luo Bei just looked at Huang Wushen coldly, "Since I'm not at ease with you, do you think I will put my disciple in your hands?"

When Luo Bei's voice came out, a red light flashed, and an identical Lin Xiaowan appeared beside Luo Bei.

Perhaps because of the unprecedented strong love and hate of Luo Bei, and the golden wheel light floating above his head, Lin Xiaowan was also silent, but there was also a cold murderous intent in her eyes.

"Shen Xiao Dharma Ring"

A trace of fooled look appeared on Huang Wushen's face. With a "puff", the golden wheel light suppressed, and Lin Xiaowan's clone transformed from the Divine Owl Law Ring under the Nine-level High Platform suddenly turned into ashes.

"Luobei, even if you break through to the sixth level of heavenly tribulation, so what? I have a magic weapon like the Huangtian God Tower, which is no less than the sixth level of heavenly tribulation. Can you kill me in the two thousand two-level heavenly tribulation disciples?"

Luo Bei did not return to Huang Wushen's words. He just nodded to Lin Xiaowan, and then Lin Xiaowan was sealed by him and transformed into his eyebrows.

Two thousand powerful and terrifying auras rose from Kunlun.

The powerful aura that emerged from these two thousand cultivators of the two levels of heavenly tribulation instantly turned the Kunlun Ninth Level Island into a huge vortex.

"kill"

With a low cry of cold murderous intent that filled the entire world, Huang Wushen sounded, and a sneer, two thousand Kunlun disciples with two levels of heavenly tribulation cultivation in silver robes, took action at the same time.

What a scene it would be like for two thousand cultivators of two levels of heavenly tribulation to take action at the same time?

In just a moment, the entire sky above Kunlun was completely torn apart, and all the voids were shattered and scattered like transparent lenses.

But at this moment, Luo Bei's figure disappeared into the sky and appeared in the formation of two thousand Kunlun disciples wearing silver robes in the nine-level island.

No one can block the combined attack of two thousand cultivators of the two levels of heavenly tribulation, but they can dodge.

The reactions of these Kunlun disciples with two levels of heavenly tribulation were also extremely amazing. Just when Luo Bei's figure appeared in their formation, he had already reacted. His spiritual sense had locked Luo Bei's position, and countless lights had instantly caged.

The magic fluctuations and magic power of these Kunlun disciples wearing silver robes hit together, instantly causing countless folded space and space cracks to appear in the Kunlun Nine Ring Island, which stretched hundreds of north and tens of thousands of times the distance between Luo Bei's location and Huang Wushen in the Kunlun Nine Ring Island.

A stream of earth-shaking power and extremely terrifying star energy squeezed towards Luobei, and in an instant, Luobei took every step, as if it was as far as ordinary people could walk in the world. To reach the Nine-Level Circle of Kunlun, it seemed that there would be at least tens of thousands of steps away.

A Kunlun disciple wearing a silver robes wrapped around Luobei from all directions, used magic tricks and bombarded Luobei.

But at this moment, he almost didn't see any unnecessary movements from Luo Bei. Countless star energy also rushed out from the countless orifices in his body, and was impacted with the fluctuations of the energy emitted from these two thousand Kunlun disciples with two levels of heavenly tribulation. At the same time, he walked step by step towards the Kunlun Ninth Level of Island.

Without any amazing flames, his movements did not seem to be very fast, but he seemed to know every thought of these two thousand Kunlun disciples, and the specific time of each magic hitting, and his casting time seemed to always be on the front line faster than anyone else. Each magic hitting him fell behind him, or passed by him.

And as he moved forward step by step, a cold murderous intent flowed out of him.

Invisible sword energy that stabbed the sky and the earth burst out from his body. These sword energy seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time. It seemed simple and direct, but the grasp of time was at the extreme. Often, just as the Kunlun disciple had a magic, the sword energy suddenly became added to him, and then the Kunlun disciple immediately cracked from head to toe.

From the exit of Huang Wushen's killing word to the sound disappearing in the air, it was only a moment, but behind Luo Bei, there were a body of Kunlun disciples wearing silver robes.

In the process of killing these Kunlun disciples, Luo Bei's progress was still extremely stable, as if he was not hindered. Countless disciples wearing silver robes came from all directions, and Luo Bei was always wrapped with a huge silver group formed by these disciples wearing silver robes. However, these two-level heavenly tribulation masters wearing silver robes could not stop Luo Bei's step at all.

The Kunlun disciples around these killed people didn't even know how they were killed. They just felt that the power to stab the sky and kill the earth could not be stopped at all.

The entire huge silver syndicate wrapped around Luobei, but was driven by him, rolling towards the ninth level of Kunlun Island with his own pace.

The powerful existence of the two levels of heavenly tribulation was like an ant in front of him.

Among the Kunlun Islands, those cultivators who surrendered to Huang Wushen all looked at the figure walking towards the Nine-Level Circle of Kunlun in a daze, and felt a coldness flowing from the depths of their hearts.

One person challenges two thousand cultivators of the two-level heavenly tribulations and one who is at the peak of the fifth-level heavenly tribulations. But now, these two thousand cultivators of the two-level heavenly tribulations cannot stop him at all?

Huang Wushen still stood above the ninth roundabout of Kunlun with his hands behind his back, without moving.

Even Xu Shihe's Yuanying on the Dharma pillar in front of him did not make any sound of mocking Huang Wushen at this moment.

Because Xu Shihe never thought that a person's power could be so powerful.

But at this moment, Huang Wushen knew very well that Luo Bei had not yet tried his best. He knew that Luo Bei was also very clear that these two thousand Kunlun disciples of the two-level heavenly tribulation were originally chess pieces used to consume Luo Bei's strength.

"I want to come to me so easily?" A sneer appeared on Huang Wushen's face. At the same time, another even colder word "kill" came from Huang Wushen's mouth.

"Boom boom boom boom boom"

With the exit of Huang Wushen's killing word, all the remaining Kunlun disciples wearing silver robes shot out backwards, each of which was at least hundreds of miles away from Luo Bei in an instant. For a moment, Luo Bei seemed to be in a purple starry sky. At the same time, the countless purple lights emitted from these Kunlun disciples were connected together, forming a terrifying formation.

A purple talisman shining with dazzling stars appeared in front of each Kunlun disciple of the two levels of heavenly tribulation, bombarding Luobei from all directions like countless starlights.

Each of these talismans is a powerful magic that can only be cast by a cultivator of two levels of heavenly tribulation. They are condensed with magic arrays. These talismans travel through different voids and completely block all Luo Bei's approach and retreat, making Luo Bei unable to dodge at all.

No one can resist such an attack based on the judgment of the spiritual consciousness and the speed of casting, Luo Bei cannot.

But he still took a step forward with great determination. As he took this step, tens of thousands of peerless brilliances suddenly appeared outside him.

Tens of thousands of natal swords

No one can describe the scene he saw. Tens of thousands of natal sword elements with various shocking vitality formed a huge sword wheel around Luobei. At this moment, the space outside Luobei was shattered layer by layer.

The purple star talismans shattered one after another. Five or six hundred Kunlun disciples wearing silver robes who did not retreat in time, their entire bodies instantly shattered with the void around them.

"Ahhhhh"
Chapter completed!