Chapter 1250: Suppress Qingxuanzong
The first thousand two hundred and fifty one chapters force Qingxuanzong
Qingxuanzong resident.
At the door, the warriors who originally came to apprentice retreated to three hundred meters away, but then no one left, but looked up at the Qingxuanzong sect.
"This is the power of Xianfa?"
"I feel that if I go in, I will immediately become ashes."
"The first martial arts master of the land, is he also a magician?"
At this time, the seven spirit flags flew to seven directions, and black-gray mists circulated above the flag. The mists sometimes condensed into the appearance of evil spirits, showing a hideous expression, let out a low roar, and sometimes collapsed. Kai, it turned into a misty black mist, extremely strange and stern.
The seven spirit flags stunned the seven directions, and they were connected by innumerable ‘black threads’, and there was a kind of interaction between them, which trapped the entire Qingxuanzong.
"I don't believe it..."
A disciple of the Qingxuanzong snorted coldly, and a sword flicked under his feet. It broke through the air in an instant, with a white air current on his body. It suddenly rushed towards the'wall' surrounded by the seven-faced Horcrux, while holding it Fajue, a group of extremely hot to the extreme high temperature gushes out, sweeping like a dragon like a black mist.
But in an instant, the extremely hot flame was shrouded in black mist and disappeared, and the moment that disciple rushed into the black mist, the whole figure seemed to be entangled by countless evil spirits, making a screaming scream, and then his whole body changed. It was as dry as a tree trunk, falling to the ground.
"Brother..."
"Junior Brother..."
When many disciples of Qingxuanzong saw this scene, they were shocked and cried out.
That disciple was a cultivator in the middle of the foundation construction period, and among many disciples, he also had a good talent. He could rank in the middle position, but he fell without even breaking through the black mist. It was terrible!
Zhuo Bufan watched this scene quietly, without sadness or joy on his face.
Now that you have chosen the path of cultivation, you must remember that this path is not smooth, it is full of ruggedness, unevenness, and endless danger.
If he did not have super strength, Qing Xuanzong would definitely not have a better fate than this if he caught his family.
Fighting, the strong survive, the weak weed out, and natural selection, this is the way to survive.
"You dare to kill my Qingxuanzong disciple..." A white-haired elder was so angry that his eyes burned like flames, staring at Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan said lightly: "I'm here to find Sect Master Qingxuan, and it has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, just stay here."
Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, the other disciples' faces slightly changed color, and the Qing Xuanzong who pressed by one person had no temper. This was something they had never thought of.
"Destroying this son, I am famous for Qingxuanzong!" The two elders glanced at each other, and then two clusters of brilliant light burst out of their eyes.
The two immediately controlled two flying swords to shoot towards Zhuo Bufan. These two flying swords were both top-notch artifacts, and they were only one step away from the spirit weapon, and they had been nurtured with their bodies for hundreds of years. Spirituality has long been acquainted, and even ordinary spiritual weapons with first-grade magic weapons can't keep up with the power of these two swords.
The two swords turned into two agile fishes, one silver and one golden, hovering and converging with each other, forming a hurricane. Behind them, two intersecting golden and silver pistols faintly arouse some power between the heavens and the earth.
Zhuo Bufan had cold eyes in his eyes. The two people were of average aptitude. They only reached the innate realm through hard cultivation. They were just breaking through the threshold of the innate realm. The single-round single player's strength was even weaker than Fang Tang Jing.
At this moment, the two intersecting swords lased towards Zhuo Bufan, and Zhuo Bufan quickly squeezed out a magic trick. A golden shield with a diameter of one meter appeared on his left arm. The whole body was exuding golden light, and the French language was faintly covered. Condensed, revealing a mysterious smell.
"Boom boom boom!"
The two flying swords slammed into the golden ‘shield’ at ultra-high speeds, making a violent crashing sound, and then the sword energy carried by the sword also slammed on it, making noises one after another.
Zhuo Bufan's body was immediately knocked down and retreated from a distance of 100 meters. The two swords still fought extremely fiercely with the shield.
The two elders were stunned for a moment, and immediately urged their mana, and the power on the two swords suddenly increased.
But it was still unable to break the shield and hurt Zhuo Bufan.
Both of them are in the innate realm. Using the magic weapon of life, Zhuo Bufan was so easily taken immediately, and their faces were extremely ugly.
"If there is only this ability, then I'm not welcome." Zhuo Bufan's mouth raised a strange arc, stretched out his free right hand, his palm condensed two hot orange flames, and hurled it out.
Suddenly, two extremely hot fireballs cut through the air and smashed into the two elders.
"Be careful."
The two men immediately condensed the magic in their hands, emitting two golden rays of light hitting the fireball, and immediately the two fireballs exploded in the air, bursting out brilliant sparks.
While the two elders condensed their spells, they naturally weakened their control over the two flying swords. Zhuo Bufan had a left arm, and the condensed golden light shield instantly hit the two swords, smashing the two swords. Shot upside down.
Qiang Qiang!
The two swords flew upside down for hundreds of meters and inserted into a piece of bluestone standing at the entrance of the main hall. All the sword bodies were submerged, and the hilt of the sword shook violently like bee wings.
"Puff!"
The two elders avoided the fireball, and at the same time their faces turned pale, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted from their mouths.
Those two swords were the magic weapons of the two men, and they had almost a trace of contact with the body. The damage of the swords was equivalent to two people being injured.
"Zhuo Bufan, you still dare to come to my Qingxuanzong, this deity will defeat you today and thwart you."
At this moment, a loud and thunderous voice spread over the entire Qingxuanzong.
Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly and raised his head.
Seeing the blue sky, a ray of light rushed towards Qingxuanzong like a floating light.
As for those soul flags that trapped the Qingxuanzong, suddenly stretched out black like tentacles, growing crazily, forming a net of heaven and earth, winding towards the floating light and glimpse of the shadow.
"Go away."
With a loud shout, the cyan light strangled, twisting all the ‘black tentacles’ into soot.
In an instant, the figure appeared in the sky above Qing Xuanzong, an old man with long silver hair and a belt of Eguan Bo, with eyes like electricity, staring at Zhuo Bufan.
"You are Sect Master Qingxuan?"
Zhuo Bufan squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a sparkle from the gap between the eyes.
"I originally planned that if you can't come out these few days, the deity will personally go to Zhuo's family and slaughter your people clean. I didn't expect you to dare to hit my Qingxuanzong?" Qingxuan Sect Master coldly snorted.
"Threat my family and you deserve to die."
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his right hand and drew a azure-blue epee about the width of a momen from his spine, and his powerful momentum burst out in an instant.
"Sure enough, he has stepped into the innate realm!"
Sect Master Qingxuan twitched the corners of his eyes, stretched out his palms and slowly wiped the void away, and a clear light appeared in the middle. Immediately, a simple and unpretentious blue bamboo sword appeared in the air, faintly revealing a mysterious charm.
