Juntian map

Countless believers of the eight hundred sects in front of the temple widened their eyes and looked at the Tianlong who was screaming in pain in the rain curtain in disbelief.

Many people, including Liancheng Jue, did not see the change that happened in that moment. They only saw a red light hitting directly in the sky, and then Long Chan threw the uninvited guest Luo Changfeng, who was suffering from the calcination, out a hundred feet away.

Everyone was deeply surprised.

Seeing the struggle in the void, the dragon was obviously hit hard by unknown damage.

"Is it that light?" Lian Chengjue frowned slightly.

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Many people in the world know that Luo Changfeng has a map of the country, mountains and rivers, such as the Emperor's Alliance, and the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong. Of course, these people have tried every means to take away this Juntian image, but they were protected by the Bodhi Academy in the past.

There is no way to succeed. In the end, he watched the Luo family's escape net grow step by step, growing into the worldly genius who is now the host of Fengxue Yincheng City, and he is helpless. Although Luo Changfeng Chess outside Jiangdu City opened up that year, it led to

The map of the country, mountains and rivers is integrated with the earth and there is nowhere to be found.

However, few people in the world know that the residual image in the Seventy-Two Sword Washing Pond of Kunlun was also included in Luo Changfeng's hand, and the Washing Flower Washing Picture was right where his soul was.

There are many swords buried in the catalog, and the red light is a sword.

Jun Zeyu, who always knows what ordinary people don’t understand, nodded undeniably: “It’s that light.”

The brothers beside him, the three geniuses of the eight hundred sects who had changed the stars all over the sky, all looked puzzled. Lianchengjue, who was holding the reverse scales of the golden armored sacred garment, seemed to have thought of some possibility, and he also looked at the unparalleled handsome Jun Zeyu.

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Jun Zeyu immediately explained: "That's a sword."

How could it be a sword?

Everyone could see clearly that the red light rose from Luo Changfeng's primordial spirit between his eyebrows.

How can a normal person's soul have a sword? The brothers looked at Lao Jiu in confusion, and before Jun Zeyu could tell the origin of the cause and effect, the question was answered... Red light surrounds the sky and flies again

When Luo Changfeng was struggling with pain, he was hanging quietly beside him, and a faint moan was faintly husky.

That's really a sword!

The three generations of disciples who witnessed the facts with their own eyes and had completely disappeared in their hearts looked at each other, with more or less horror in their eyes.

I think that when the eight hundred geniuses represented the 800 sects and the students of Bodhi Academy were talking about the truth. Although Luo Changfeng had a special status at that time, he was the uncle of the academy's junior master, but his cultivation strength was most not much different from those of his same age, let alone being comparable to those of his senior brother.

I never thought that more than ten years of time passed, the Luo family who was hiding incognito and hiding in the academy can not only kill Tianweixing with one sword, but also have the strength to injure Tianlong, the leader of the twelve stars of Jingtian... It is just proudly

The three generations of geniuses of the Eight Hundred Sects who bowed their heads to the elder brother also had to admit that the lord of Fengxue Silver City had surpassed them all.

This kind of transcendence of strength has nothing to do with the third butcher knife of the divine weapon, or whether Luo Changfeng is involved in the devil, nor with the map of the country, mountains and rivers, one of the seven maps of Juntian.

Because transcendence is transcendence.

In the eyes of the proud genius of the three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects, the winner has never been only facts and no reason.

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The eldest senior brother Lian Chengjue did not pay attention to the complicated gazes of the junior brothers behind him.

He was thinking about a question. When he saw the sword floating in front of Luo Changfeng, he figured out the question, so he said: "It's the picture of Huanhua Washing the Sword!"

"It's the picture of washing flowers and washing swords." Jun Zeyu, who did not intend to hide it, nodded.

After hearing this, the shock on his face became more and more exciting! Even the two star masters, Tianyin and Tianji, were slightly moved when they heard the name of this catalog.

The two star masters were observing the stars on the holy step stone steps, the eight hundred sect masters around, and even the two senior brothers in the void in the rain curtain. It was hard to imagine that the red light originated from Liancheng Jue and the disciples of the third generation,

But the stars in front of the temple and the sect leader are afraid that today's holy ceremony will not only compete for the position of the holy lord.

The seven sub-masters of Juntian are rarely heard of, except for the map of the country, mountains and rivers, the whereabouts of the other six sub-masters are rarely heard of. However, for countless years, the sub-masters of the six sub-masters have attracted the world no less than those of the map of the country, mountains and rivers.

When Juntian is born, no matter which catalog reappears on earth, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm.

Fortunately, the Dzogami star has not realized anything.

He was penetrated by the sword light, and the dragon's body was filled with a blazing starlight. The starlight looked extremely hot and shining on the waterfall's rain curtain. After evaporating, white smoke rose.

In these strong star rays and waves of white smoke, the dragon's body transformed into the human body.

He stood in the void and showed his sacredness.

The two dragon eyes looked coldly at Luo Changfeng, who was as crazy as a demon, and to be precise, they looked at the sword in front of Luo Changfeng, who was covered in red light and had silver hair dancing wildly.

The first time since he took over the Twelve Star River, he was injured in the hands of his younger generation. This made Tianlong Star truly feel fighting spirit, and he has not taken the opponent's fighting spirit seriously for a long time.

He was emitting starlight all over his body and looked at Luo Changfeng from a distance: "It is worthy of being the lord of Fengxue Yin City who broke through seventy foreign masters with one sword."

Dzilongxing only said one sentence.

I don’t know if it’s emotion or appreciation, so there is no further information.

So the obvious sword scars under the jaw healed strangely under the sacred star light. The blazing star lights around him began to interlaced, just like the star map and the star roads spreading, and the tangled points of light were more like inscription drawings.

The dragon star is already in the talisman.

The Taoist talisman, the dragon talisman!

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The moment Luo Changfeng's red sword in his eyebrows forced the Tianlong Star to retreat, the two-star Tian Yao, who was as tall as a mountain, was already at Juling Ningshan.

The earth spirits gathered from all directions of the surrounding world, condensed into dust, sand, gravel storms, rolled up heavy rains and turned into whirlwinds, mixed with mountains, rocks, soil and gravel, and soon surrounded Luo Changfeng.

From the sword in Luo Changfeng's eyebrows that severely damaged the Tianlong Star to the dragon star transforming into the dragon talisman, it seems like a long process, but in fact everything happens in a blink of an eye.

When the dragon star formed the Taoist talisman, the demon star also gathered spirits to form a mountain. Obviously, this was another perfect collaboration between the two star masters.

In front of the temple and above the surrounding mountains, countless eyes were gathered on Luo Changfeng, who was suffering from the burning of the soul and could not help but tremble slightly.

Luo Changfeng was trembling.

But he was laughing too.

He was clearly suffering, but his expression was enjoying it.

He smiled silently.

The realm of madness is born from hatred and feeds on pain. Regardless of body and mind, the more trauma he suffers, the stronger the demonic energy he has in his body.

His eyes had a trace of sanity, but he could laugh silently, and his sanity was soon eroded by a stronger demonic energy.

His eyes were completely demonized again, and he ignored the surroundings and gradually condensed his eyes and wanted to bury and block the spirits he had become. His silver hair danced wildly, his bloody red eyes were heavy, and he slowly stretched out his finger sword.

And it refers to a sword, which is to control the sword.

His movements seem slow, but in fact they are extremely fast.

At that moment, countless unjust souls under the butcher's swords were crying in Devil's tears.

He came out with his sword at that moment.

At that moment, the Heavenly Demon Star gathered spirits to form a mountain. The mountain body that was a hundred feet tall was solidified with a bang, and Luo Changfeng, who had just pointed at the sword, was sealed inside.

In that moment, the dragon talisman "王" written by Tianlong Star circled and fell from the sky. It was a great seal, which fell on the top of a hundred-foot-foot-square-long mountain made by gathering spirits.

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