Chapter 398: Eve of the Great War
Chapter three hundred and ninety-eight on the eve of the war
After Taishan's death, Tan Yun got up and did not immediately disarm the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation.
Now dismantling the sword formation will undoubtedly reveal his strength. After all, it was only half an hour from the confrontation between him and Taishan until he was killed!
Tan Yun picked up the Qiankun Ring that Taishan had dropped on the stage, and found that there was nothing good in it except for some spiritual stones.
Tan Yun took the Lingshi and threw the Qiankun Ring away, then sat cross-legged and regained his strength...
After half an hour, the night was getting darker.
On the top of the Panlong Giant Peak, up to the sect master, down to the nine chiefs, various elders, and more than 600,000 disciples, still staring quietly, shrouded the sword formation of the second Wolongtai!
The existence of the sword formation reveals a message that Tan Yun is not dead yet!
The tens of thousands of disciples of the beast soul lineage are no longer calm and calm. They couldn't imagine why Tai Shan, who had cast the blood and soul transformation of the secret book of beast souls, had not killed Tan Yun for so long!
At this time, on the top of the mountain, a disciple suddenly shouted: "Everyone, look, the sword formation is about to break!"
As soon as the voice fell, the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation that enveloped the No. 2 Wolong Terrace was shattered!
Tan Yun stood in the center of the stage and appeared in everyone's sight. And in front of him is the corpse of Mount Tai who lost both arms and his legs were twisted and headed!
The disciple of the beast soul, looking at Taishan's corpse, revealed shock and horror in his eyes!
They didn't expect Tarzan to die!
"How can this happen? Who can tell me how this can happen!"
"Brother Taishan, he has successfully cultivated the Secret Tome of Beast Soul, how could he die!"
"Woooo... Senior Brother Taishan... You died so miserably!"
"Brother Taishan!"
"..."
The cries of the disciples of the Beast Soul line lingered in his ears. On the Jade Building, Wu Hong stared blankly at Mount Tai's corpse, unable to recover for a long time.
After a brief silence, Wu Hong looked sad and suddenly burst into tears, "Oh my God! Why are you so unfair to me Wu Hong!"
"Heaven... You have already taken the lives of my eldest disciple and second disciple, and also my child Fei Xiong's life, why did you take my third disciple's life as well..."
Muddy tears fell from Wu Hong's wrinkled cheeks.
No one can understand how he feels!
The three disciples he loved most, and his son, all died within two days. This kind of blow, if it were an ordinary person, would be enough to collapse!
But he won't!
He silently vowed to find an opportunity to kill Tan Yun and Mu Mengji!
At this moment, the glory belongs to the Danmai, and on the face of the girl Shen Subing, it is difficult to hide the joy and excitement.
When Tai Shan displayed the Beast Soul Secret Tome, Shen Subing's heart also floated. She was worried that Tan Yun was not her opponent. Until now, seeing Tan Yun win and the dust settles, she is relieved!
"Hahahaha, great job!" On the summit, Shen Qingqiu, who was in front of the Danmai disciple, laughed loudly.
The disciples of Danmai and Lingshan Herbal Garden cheered...
On the No. 3 Wolong Platform, the powerhouses of all lines who entered the second duel, except for Xue Ziyan and Mu Mengjia, all looked gloomy and terrifying!
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe that Mount Tai would have died at the hands of Tan Yun!
At the same time, they decided that if they met Tan Yun next, they would never give Tan Yun any time to use his sword formation!
Tantai Xuanzhong looked down at the bodies of Tan Yun and Taishan. Needless to say, he was more happy than worried.
He did not deny that it was a pity that Tai Shan died, but he knew that compared to Tai Shan and Tan Yun, Tan Yun was much better than Tai Shan in every aspect!
I would like to ask that Taishan, with the great perfection of the Fetal Soul Realm, after cultivating the Secret Tome of the Beast Soul, died in the hands of Tan Yun, who was in the ninth level of the Fetal Soul Realm. Anyone who is not a fool knows that the gap between Taishan and Tan Yun is more than a star.
Shi Changqing sighed and ordered his disciples to put away the body of Mount Tai.
Tan Yun passed the low altitude, appeared on the third Wolong platform, and came to the side of Mu Mengjia and Xue Ziyan.
Under the starry sky, Zhong Wu Shiyao stared at Tan Yun admiringly, his eyes were like spring water, and his affection was strong.
Tan Yun looked back abruptly, and looked at Zhong Wu Shiyao, who was in the crowd, with tenderness in his starry eyes.
it is more than words.
"Every time the nine-meridian competition is held, there is always a genius in the inner disciple who dies and kills each other. This sect master follows Tan Yun's strategy. For up to two hundred years, this sect mainly unites the nine meridians!"
"Let my Huangfu Shengzong's nine veins be united to avoid the situation of cannibalism!"
After Tantai Xuanzhong made up his mind secretly, he said, "The thirteen people who entered the second round of the Wolong Ranking Top Eight will have a night's rest tonight, and the second to fifth competitions will start tomorrow at midnight until the Wolong Ranking's top, 2nd place was born."
"At that time, other disciples will compete for the third to eighth place on the Wolong List."
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The thirteen people who have entered the second game now are:
Spirit of the Holy Spirit: Xiang Shengtian, Ke Xinyi, Kang Shiyuan,
Ancient Soul Lineage: Jun Buping, Xiao Qingxuan, Shangguan Bingbing
Wind and Thunder: Tucao Jun Lu Ren, Gu Yishan.
Five souls and one vein: Xue Ziyan
Beast soul line: Chen Song.
Fumai: Huangfu listens to the wind.
Danmai: Tan Yun, Mu Mengyu.
It was late at night, and the thirteen people who participated in the second duel tomorrow left Wolongtai and returned to the crowd of disciples of their own vein.
The chiefs and masters of the thirteen people left their seats in the Yulou one after another, found their disciples, and after casting the soundproof barrier, they began to explain something...
The Holy Soul Taoist looked at Xiang Shengtian, Ke Xinyi, and Kang Shiyuan who were kneeling in front of him. His wrinkled old face was full of hideousness, "Do you know what the teacher called you for?"
"The disciple knows!" The three of them said in unison, "Kill Tan Yun, and his fiancee Mu Mengjia and sister-in-law Xue Ziyan!"
"That's right!" The Holy Soul Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "Tan Yun killed his great-grandson Linghu Changkong, and waited for the Master of the Nine Veins for too long, too long! When the teacher thought of my great-grandson who died tragically, My heart aches as a teacher!"
"You have to remember that if you meet Tan Yun, you must let him die!"
The three said in unison, "Teacher obey!"
"Yeah." After the Holy Soul Taoist nodded, his expression was a little dignified, "The powerhouses of various veins who entered the second round, have been observing for the teacher."
"Among them, Tan Yun, Mu Mengji, Jun Buping, Xiao Qingxuan, Shangguan Bingbing, and Huangfu Tingfeng. If you meet these six people, you must not take it lightly! The others are not a concern."
The three of them heard the words and said in unison, "Teacher remember the teachings of Master!"
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In another soundproof barrier, the ancient soul daoist looked at Jun Buping, Xiao Qingxuan, and Shangguan Bingbing in front of him, and said with horizontal eyebrows and vertical lines: "Remember, you have six opponents, and they are Tan Yun, Mu Mengji, and Xiang Shengtian. , Huangfu Tingfeng, Ke Xinyi, Kang Shiyuan."
"Especially Tan Yun and Mu Mengjiao! Tan Yun's sword formation is probably inexhaustible, and Mu Mengjia's two shots have destroyed the low-grade spirit weapon Feijian of the death attribute. Until now, the teacher has not seen her. true strength!"
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