Chapter 330: Wan Zihong
"Boom!"
An extremely tyrannical force came again, this time directly shattering the newly condensed evil formation. A terrifying golden beam, with the terrifying power of breaking mountains and rivers, instantly destroyed the tall walls of Lingfeng Ancient City. Cut it off abruptly.
Boom!
Boom!
At this moment, countless ancient buildings collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.
This terrifying destructive power directly made all the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples look horrified.
This is too terrible!
At this time, even Jiang Xuan was a little shocked when he saw the hundred-meter-high ancient city wall being knocked down by a golden beam of light.
This ancient city has gathered the power of countless powerful people from the evil clan. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as impregnable.
But now, it was shattered by a beam of light.
No formation, no strength, could stop this terrifying blow.
This is the real strong man!
Uh-huh!
The next moment, a figure radiating bright golden light suddenly stepped into the sky above the ancient city.
Immediately, everyone looked around.
I saw that figure, not tall, but as straight as a gun.
He was holding a golden sword, and every inch of his skin was glowing with brilliant golden light, exuding endless light power and dispelling the power of darkness.
Everyone present could notice that the golden figure had a terrifying aura of an unparalleled powerhouse, almost comparable to those of real giants.
"Such a majestic light force, and such strength! This figure must be Senior Brother Wan Zihong, one of the four legendary saints of our Qingtian Sect!"
"That's right, with this kind of tyrannical aura, I'm afraid I have reached the peak of the Dan Condensation Realm. This golden figure is definitely the most powerful existence among the core disciples of my Qingtian Sect!"
All around, a group of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples were talking.
"Four Holy Sons? Wan Zihong?"
Jiang Xuan's eyes also flashed slightly.
He still knew some things about Qingtian Sect's mansion.
Rumor has it that among the younger generation of the Qingtian Clan, there are four powerful young men. They are the four most powerful among the core disciples, and are respected as the Four Saint Sons of the Qingtian Clan.
Every Saint Son has at least a cultivation level above the seventh level of the Dan Condensation Realm, and his combat power is close to that of some elders in the inner sect.
At this time, Jiang Xuan spread his perception, and he could feel a terrifying power boiling like a vast ocean from the golden figure standing high in the sky.
This person is definitely the most powerful existence among the young and powerful men he has met so far.
His cultivation level is definitely many times stronger than that of core disciples such as Tang Yuwei and Zhou Tianqi.
Even Leng Feng, one of the five geniuses of Jianming Mansion, or Yan Shaokui, the Holy Son of Spirit Snake Palace, would be easily killed in front of this golden figure.
This is the true genius with unparalleled fighting power!
Jiang Xuan felt a little excited and couldn't help but murmur: "One day, I will be able to be like him, climb high and see far away, and conquer the world with one shot!"
And just when everyone in Lingxiao Pavilion was talking about it...
Boom!
In the ancient city of Lingfeng, a monstrous evil energy surged out, and a tall evil man stepped out.
He stared coldly at the golden figure not far away, his eyes full of salivation, and couldn't help shouting: "Bang bang bang! What a majestic life force, what a tyrannical spiritual power! If I eat you, I will refining Infusing your spiritual power can definitely help me break through the bottleneck, and even my natal treasure can be transformed!"
"Hmph! Don't be so arrogant! You slaughtered so many innocent lives here, and even injured my disciples of Qingtian Sect. You really don't know whether to live or die. Today, I, Wan Zihong, will kill you to avoid future harm. You hurt innocent people again!"
The golden figure's tone was decisive and full of endless majesty.
Wan Zihong!
It's really him!
Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows, this would be easier to handle!
"This is a good opportunity. Don't miss it. When the evil warrior is entangled by Wan Zihong, try your best to rush out."
Jiang Xuan turned around and said to the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples behind him.
"What about you, Pavilion Master?"
A group of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples asked.
"I have other things to do, don't worry, you go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xuan stormed directly towards the depths of Lingfeng Ancient City.
At the same place, Qin Sizhe saw Jiang Xuan's retreating back and understood. He didn't say anything more, but said to the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples: "Just listen to the Pavilion Master and join me later!"
…………
Swish, swish, swish!
At this time, on the other side, Jiang Xuan's phantom was unfolding without a trace, and its speed reached a peak.
Each of his afterimages are about five hundred meters apart, which shows how fast he is.
At this time, Jiang Xuan also put on the black mask, and his whole body was filled with black energy.
All the surrounding evil tribesmen were attracted by the battle between the two powerful men in the void, and they did not notice the alien among the evil tribesmen at all.
At this moment, where Jiang Xuan wanted to go was naturally the depths of Lingfeng Ancient City.
According to usual experience, these powerful men from the evil clan like to occupy cities and become kings, killing human beings in order to refine their own treasures.
Jiang Xuan came here now to try his luck and see if he could find some good treasures.
If you don't find it, forget it.
But if he does find it, he will make a lot of money.
Uh-huh!
At this time, Jiang Xuan finally arrived in front of a black hall located in the center of the ancient city.
According to the results of the mental perception exploration, the powerful energy fluctuations came from this dark hall.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
At that moment, Jiang Xuan smashed the door of the black hall into pieces with one punch, and then he stepped in.
Not long after, he saw a huge cauldron placed in the center of the hall, in which a large amount of red blood was boiling.
Among the blood, a silver-white spear was inserted into the cauldron, being refined with blood.
"What a terrible evil spirit!"
At this time, Xiaotian seemed to be awakened by this evil spirit. He frowned and said, "Jiang Xuan, where are you now?" "Boom!"
An extremely tyrannical force came again, this time directly shattering the newly condensed evil formation. A terrifying golden beam, with the terrifying power of breaking mountains and rivers, instantly destroyed the tall walls of Lingfeng Ancient City. Cut it off abruptly.
Boom!
Boom!
At this moment, countless ancient buildings collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.
This terrifying destructive power directly made all the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples look horrified.
This is too terrible!
At this time, even Jiang Xuan was a little shocked when he saw the hundred-meter-high ancient city wall being knocked down by a golden beam of light.
This ancient city has gathered the power of countless powerful people from the evil clan. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as impregnable.
But now, it was shattered by a beam of light.
No formation, no strength, could stop this terrifying blow.
This is the real strong man!
Uh-huh!
The next moment, a figure radiating bright golden light suddenly stepped into the sky above the ancient city.
Immediately, everyone looked around.
I saw that figure, not tall, but as straight as a gun.
He was holding a golden sword, and every inch of his skin was glowing with brilliant golden light, exuding endless light power and dispelling the power of darkness.
Everyone present could notice that the golden figure had a terrifying aura of an unparalleled powerhouse, almost comparable to those of real giants.
"Such a majestic light force, and such strength! This figure must be Senior Brother Wan Zihong, one of the four legendary saints of our Qingtian Sect!"
"That's right, with this kind of tyrannical aura, I'm afraid I have reached the peak of the Dan Condensation Realm. This golden figure is definitely the most powerful existence among the core disciples of my Qingtian Sect!"
All around, a group of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples were talking.
"Four Holy Sons? Wan Zihong?"
Jiang Xuan's eyes also flashed slightly.
He still knew some things about Qingtian Sect's mansion.
Rumor has it that among the younger generation of the Qingtian Clan, there are four powerful young men. They are the four most powerful among the core disciples, and are respected as the Four Saint Sons of the Qingtian Clan.
Every Saint Son has at least the seventh level of the Condensation Realm or above, and his combat power is close to that of some elders in the inner sect.
At this time, Jiang Xuan spread his perception, and he could feel a terrifying power boiling like a vast ocean from the golden figure standing high in the sky.
This person is definitely the most powerful existence among the young and powerful men he has met so far.
His cultivation level is definitely many times stronger than that of core disciples such as Tang Yuwei and Zhou Tianqi.
Even Leng Feng, one of the five geniuses of Jianming Mansion, or Yan Shaokui, the Holy Son of Spirit Snake Palace, would be easily killed in front of this golden figure.
This is the true genius with unparalleled fighting power!
Jiang Xuan felt a little excited and couldn't help but murmur: "One day, I will be able to be like him, climb high and see far away, and conquer the world with one shot!"
And just when everyone in Lingxiao Pavilion was talking about it...
Boom!
In the ancient city of Lingfeng, a monstrous evil energy surged out, and a tall evil man stepped out.
He stared coldly at the golden figure not far away, his eyes full of salivation, and couldn't help shouting: "Bang bang bang! What a majestic life force, what a tyrannical spiritual power! If I eat you, I will refining Infusing your spiritual power can definitely help me break through the bottleneck, and even my natal treasure can be transformed!"
"Hmph! Don't be so arrogant! You slaughtered so many innocent lives here, and even injured my disciples of Qingtian Sect. You really don't know whether to live or die. Today, I, Wan Zihong, will kill you to avoid future harm. You hurt innocent people again!"
The golden figure's tone was decisive and full of endless majesty.
Wan Zihong!
It's really him!
Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows, this would be easier to handle!
"This is a good opportunity. Don't miss it. When the evil warrior is entangled by Wan Zihong, try your best to rush out."
Jiang Xuan turned around and said to the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples behind him.
"What about you, Pavilion Master?"
A group of Lingxiao Pavilion disciples asked.
"I have other things to do, don't worry, you go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xuan stormed directly towards the depths of Lingfeng Ancient City.
At the same place, Qin Sizhe saw Jiang Xuan's retreating back and understood. He didn't say anything more, but said to the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples: "Just listen to the Pavilion Master and join me later!"
…………
Swish, swish, swish!
At this time, on the other side, Jiang Xuan's phantom was unfolding without a trace, and its speed reached a peak.
Each of his afterimages are about five hundred meters apart, which shows how fast he is.
At this time, Jiang Xuan also put on the black mask, and his whole body was filled with black energy.
All the surrounding evil tribesmen were attracted by the battle between the two powerful men in the void, and they did not notice the alien among the evil tribesmen at all.
At this moment, where Jiang Xuan wanted to go was naturally the depths of Lingfeng Ancient City.
According to usual experience, these powerful men from the evil tribe like to occupy cities and become kings, killing human beings in order to refine their own treasures.
Jiang Xuan came here now to try his luck and see if he could find some good treasures.
If you don't find it, forget it.
But if he does find it, he will make a lot of money.
Uh-huh!
At this time, Jiang Xuan finally arrived in front of a black hall located in the center of the ancient city.
According to the results of the mental perception exploration, the powerful energy fluctuations came from this dark hall.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
At that moment, Jiang Xuan smashed the door of the black hall into pieces with one punch, and then he stepped in.
Not long after, he saw a huge cauldron placed in the center of the hall, in which a large amount of red blood was boiling.
Among the blood, a silver-white spear was inserted into the cauldron, being refined with blood.
"What a terrible evil spirit!"
At this time, Xiaotian seemed to be awakened by this evil spirit. He frowned and said, "Jiang Xuan, where are you now?"
