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- "It's over, Mr. Luo is too impulsive, just kidding, how can he really call himself a poet?"
"Zeng Lun practiced decades earlier than him. He has the blood of a sage and a peerless qualification: he is full of knowledge and talent, and he is a hundred times stronger than a monk of the same level!"
"Mr. Luo just opened up the Purple Mansion, how long has he awakened his aptitude, how could he be Zeng Lun's opponent?"
All the talented scholars present looked at Luo Yun worriedly.
? Qiankun Academy holds the title of the fairy world. Without the title, one cannot cultivate one's talent. No matter how many and good poems one writes, one can only sell them for money, and cannot strengthen one's own practice.
Literary status is not only a false name, but also a qualification for cultivation.
"Let me make the first move? Are you sure?"
Luo Yun smiled strangely.
"A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. I didn't want to teach you a lesson, and you are much younger than me, but you challenged the bottom line of the sect again and again. I can't bear it anymore!"
Zeng Lun glared at Luo Yun, releasing a terrifying aura.
The period of Tongtian, the period of splitting gods, and the period of creation!
"The current me is just a clone of the original soul, but I have also passed through the seventh level of thunder and tribulation, and I have completed the stage of creation."
"Luo Yun, you kneel on the ground now, admit your mistake to me, and hand over that third-class poetic soul. Not only will I let the past go, but I can also recommend you to my Qiankun Academy, how about it?"
As Zeng Lun spoke, he released the natal creature from his body.
It is a literati holding a brush, majestic and dignified, with sharp eyes, as if a single stroke can tear apart the entire Zuifeng Tower.
'First coerce and lure him, lure him into the academy, and then wait for the opportunity to seize his second-class poetic soul! '
'If I can get the soul of poetry that will enter the wine, I can break through to the real immortal almost immediately, be promoted to an inner disciple, or dedicate it to the head teacher, and I can also make extraordinary achievements! '
Zeng Lun was secretly happy.
The people around retreated like a tide.
Luo Yun sighed: "Why do you have to go around in such a big circle? Don't you just want my poetic soul? If you have the ability, come and get it yourself."
"You asked for this!"
"Mo Yuan, go, cut off his arm for this young master, so as to make a warning to others!"
Zeng Lun finally stopped talking nonsense.
With an order, Mo Yuan's natal creature waved the brush, and a round of thick ink condensed into a blade, slashing towards Luo Yun's arm.
"I broke through the Immortal Seventh Swallowing Immortal Realm, and I happened to be missing a natal creature, so it was about time!"
A cold light flashed in Luo Yun's eyes, and he unleashed the Seven Injury Fist.
Immediately, seven real yuan fists appeared in the air, and with the strength of the Qishang fist, they slammed towards the natal creature 'Mo Yuan' fiercely.
"Looking for death!"
With a wave of Mo Yuan's brush, he wanted to cut off the strength of these Qishang punches.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yun suddenly activated the Dragon King's coming to the world, and his combat power increased a hundredfold. Almost instantly, his hands clasped his shoulders tightly.
"Aren't you in the Unity Realm? How could your true energy be so powerful! Ah¡ªMaster, save me!"
Mo Yuan seemed to have sensed Luo Yun's intentions, and screamed.
"Not good! Luo Yun, what are you doing, let go of my life!"
Zeng Lun let out a roar.
Before he could make a move, Luo Yun's arms suddenly exerted force!
Click! He actually tore Mo Yuan, the natal creature, into two halves, one in each hand, threw it into the tree world, and quickly mobilized the true essence to refine it.
"Give me back my soul!"
"Talent to draw beasts!"
Zeng Lun was so angry that he stepped on his right foot, and the white energy surged out, condensed into a giant lion, and killed Luo Yun.
Everyone backed away, and the entire Zuifeng Tower was crumbling.
"Dare to act presumptuously in front of me during the period of creation, do you really treat yourself like a green onion?"
"Kanglong has regrets!"
Luo Yun cast the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and dragon-shaped true essence flew out one after another, piercing through the giant white lion, destroying it.
Zeng Lun did not expect Luo Yun's martial arts cultivation to be so powerful.
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
Dozens of dragon-shaped true essence came roaring, broke more than a dozen of his bones on the spot, vomited blood, flew out of the brothel gate, and fell to the street like a dead dog.
Luo Yun did not chase after him, but sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on refining Zeng Lun's natal creature.
Amidst the miserable wailing, Mo Yuan's spirit and soul were all wiped out, and all the essence of his natal vitality was absorbed by Luo Yun and injected into his dantian.
"Gudong!"
Luo Yun's heart is fierceJumped a bit.
In addition to the soaring power of the real energy around him, one after another faintly formed cyclones.
These cyclones, like tiny black holes, will automatically absorb the vitality of the world, cleanse the body, and strengthen the dantian.
"Is this the Swallowing Wonderland?"
"As long as you keep devouring the vitality of heaven and earth, it is best to plunder the natal life of the cultivator, you can quickly increase your strength."
Opening his eyes, Luo Yun smiled with satisfaction.
Zeng Lun outside the door, just got up, trembling with anger: "Youyou refined my natal life, breaking through the Seventh Level Swallowing Immortal Realm?"
"Thank you Brother Zeng for the gift, haha!"
Luo Yun pretended to salute.
"Youyou damn it! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!!"
Zeng Lun directly broke the defense, how much talent it takes to condense a natal creature, his hard work for a year has come to naught: "Luo Yun, just wait for me!"
"Anytime."
The corner of Luo Yun's mouth hooked into a smile, and he stepped forward step by step: "But what did you just say? Are you going to kill me? Very good, I'll kill you first!"
After finishing speaking, his eyes flickered fiercely, and he snatched it from a distance of hundreds of steps!
"Pfft!"
The strength of the Qishang fist was pushed to the extreme, and the dragon king came to the world, and he punched Zeng Lun's chest with a punch, and his flesh and blood flew all over the place.
"Luo Yun, youyou dare to kill me? You dare to kill my primordial soul avatar?"
There was a huge blood hole in Zeng Lun's chest, his face was frightened at first, and then twisted crazily: "My real deity is the ninth level of thunder calamity, you wait, you wait for me! Luo Yun!!"
"Nine levels of thunder tribulation, Mahayana period? Scared me to death."
Luo Yun sneered, grabbed it with his big hand, and displayed another magical power.
Great looting technique!
With a slight thought, thousands of invisible big hands followed a mysterious path, penetrated into Zeng Lun's brain, and grabbed his soul that was trying to get out of his body.
"What kind of Taoism is this, why can't I perceive it!"
"Damn it, blow it up! Let me blow it up!"
"Why can't it blow itself up?"
Zeng Lun struggled desperately, trying to blow himself up.
? Until he saw an extremely frightening scene¡ª¡ª(remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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