The whole sect was reborn

The next moment, all the monks on the high platform who had touched the Crystal Throne turned around at the same time, and various weapons appeared at the same time, fiercely attacking Jun Qinglun who seemed to be unable to avoid it.

"Big Brother!"

Yu Duanruo exclaimed, but the next moment, Jun Qinglun tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and he rose out of thin air, and a silver-white spirit sword appeared in his hand.This spirit sword was obtained by Jun Qinglun's own efforts when he practiced in Lingyunzong's Jiange.It is said that it is a saber left by a great power who ascended to the fairyland a long time ago.Even though it was only a ninth-grade spiritual sword, because the former owner was an extremely outstanding monk, he had carved his saber several times, so this spiritual sword was very likely to become a treasure.In other words, the potential is endless.

Moreover, this sword has an air of integrity, which fits perfectly with Jun Qinglun, who is a gentleman.Sometimes, the spiritual weapon doesn't need the best one, but only the one that suits you best.

At this time, Jun Qinglun was holding the 'Shou Zhuo', and a piece of sword light was sprinkled as he turned around. The wrists of those monks who attacked him with various spiritual weapons were cut by this blow, and blood flowed out. Strands of blood.Naturally, those spirit weapons were no longer usable, and they fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

At the same time, Jun Qinglun volleyed past those monks who attacked him as if possessed by a demon, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at the Crystal Throne surrounded by all the monks!

"boom!"

This first attack didn't work, because those monks who were bewitched suddenly rushed forward at this moment, blocking this attack.But just when everyone thought that Jun Qinglun would give up this attack, he threw out a familiar whip with his free hand, and pushed the monks standing in front of the Crystal Throne to the left and right. Immediately afterwards, 'Shouzhuo' waved fiercely, passed through the crowds, and pointed directly at the unusually bright Crystal Throne.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the Crystal Throne who had been pretending to be deaf and dumb finally realized that he could not go on like this, so a transparent holy halo suddenly rose, surrounding Jun Qinglun.

Yu Duanruo was so nervous that he couldn't even hold the whip tightly in his hand, staring fixedly at Jun Qinglun who was wrapped in a halo.She has to believe in her senior brother, Jun Qinglun is the senior brother of Ling Yunzong, he is the most outstanding young monk of this generation, absolutely nothing will happen just because of this little crisis.

Sure enough, at the next moment, Jun Qinglun rushed out with a clear roar and even brought a sword, and the halo that trapped him also burst!

At this time, the Crystal Throne finally revealed its true colors. The row of cute white skeletons suddenly grew several times larger, opened their mouths wide, and spit out blue-black flames, which looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.Even the crystal throne itself, which was still white and transparent, looked a lot weirder because of the blue-black ghost-like skeleton.

The moment Jun Qinglun broke through the halo, those skeletons sprayed out long blue-black flames in unison, aiming at Jun Qinglun who had just come out. It seemed to be a predicament, but Jun Qinglun A layer of jade-white protective shield suddenly appeared, blocking it for a moment.

Zhu Fu glanced at the brothers and sisters around him, and asked the master with his eyes.

'Do you need help? '

'...Look again.Ling Yunzong's elder brother, he won't be that weak. '

After a moment of silence, Ling Junqian spoke slowly.His feelings towards Jun Qinglun are more complicated.Yu Duanruo was the first to bear the brunt of the insane things that Lingyunzong did to Wujizong in his previous life, but Jun Qinglun did not do those things.At that time, it was said that Jun Qinglun was in retreat because he was injured. Maybe he didn't know what Yu Duanruo did. Lun's momentum.

So at this moment Ling Junqian didn't know what to say.But he knew that Jun Qinglun would definitely not have any accidents because of this inexplicable crystal throne.

Ever since he came in, Ling Junqian felt a faint sense of disobedience.He believed in Xiaoqi's intuition very much. It seemed that this palace should not be like this, but what happened in the middle made this palace look like this inexplicable...

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, those blue-black flames hit Jun Qinglun's protective cover, making a bang bang bang sound, but they didn't intend to penetrate that protective cover at all.

Those skulls were also in a hurry at this time, and the flames in their mouths became more and more urgent, almost becoming a sea of ​​flames!Just when the battle situation seemed to be burning, Jun Qinglun's shield suddenly disappeared, and then a sword shadow shining like light appeared.

Just like the softest gaze in the first glance, the heart-to-heart gaze under the fiery trees and silver flowers, the most hazy touch of color when the sky is full of clouds and clouds.

This sword surprised everyone present.

Those skeletons that were breathing flames didn't realize that they were being stabbed at all. After continuing to spray flames for a while, they suddenly broke into two halves with a "crack".Those flames disappeared as suddenly as they appeared.

At the same time, those monks who had touched the crystal throne before also fell to the ground, and only after a few breaths did some people wake up.

The man clutched his neck with a painful expression. Why did he feel as if someone had violently hit his neck?It hurts badly.But the next moment he found that the surroundings were terribly silent. Looking around, he found that the monks below were all looking at him with complex expressions of envy, horror and self-ashamedness... behind him?

The cultivator hurriedly looked back, and was startled when he found that the world-renowned Senior Brother Jun Qinglun was standing behind him.

Jun Qinglun took a step forward, helped the monk who woke up first, and then smiled.

"Friend Daoist, are you okay? How do you feel?"

The monk was flattered and shook his head quickly.

"That's good."

After saying this, Jun Qinglun turned around and walked towards the crystal throne, examining it carefully.The Crystal Throne itself has a simple aura, but for some reason there is a sense of disobedience. Now that the skulls disappear, the overall feeling is much more harmonious.Moreover, the throne is no longer as dazzling as it was before, it is just an ordinary spiritual weapon, not even a third-rank one.

Now, the people who were interested in it looked away in disappointment. It seems that the reason why this chair attracted so much attention just now was because of those skulls.

Jun Qinglun looked at the chair for a long time, but didn't find anything unusual, so he didn't look at it any more.This kind of thing is not attractive to him, it is better to give it to other monks present, and it will get a little more good luck...

Just when Jun Qinglun was thinking like this, a tiny glazed needle that was almost invisible to the naked eye suddenly flew up from the ground and pierced straight into the back of Jun Qinglun's head!