Kunlun’s First Saint

2021-05-02

Chapter 212 Hands on the Sky

Wu Lie is dead.

Jiang Lan did not hesitate, but looked towards the well.

At this time, Wu Mu was doing his best to maintain the well, and he had no intention of doing anything.

"I heard what you just said.

It's really surprising." Wu Mu looked at Jiang Lan and said with a smile:"I thought it was enough It's a pity that the difference between Heaven and Earth.

Do you think you can kill me now?"

Jiang Lan didn't say anything. Punch to break the Formation.

bang! One punch, and the Formation is full of cracks.

Wu Mu split an Avatar at this time, and then continued to laugh: "You can't kill me, because the only one who kills me is myself.

Take my life, and this passage will be made.

I'll see how you deal with it."

His voice was full of laughter, which slowly turned into laughter , the voice grows from small to loud, from subtle to wanton.

At this point he stopped maintaining the ancient well.

The flesh and blood began to dissipate, melting into the ancient well.

bang! Formation is broken.

Jiang Lan saw that the other party was actually feeding the ancient well, and he felt it, which was comparable to the strong breath of the entrance of Netherworld.

Because of his approach, Wu Mu gave up the idea of escaping, thus stake all on one throw.

As soon as he got close, he moved Wu Mu's Avatar.

Without the slightest hesitation, punched out, Power of Nine Tribulations was full.

bang! The incomparably powerful force directly shattered half of Wu Mu Avatar's body, and the force forced Wu Mu Avatar to fly backwards to the ground.

Keep up.

One foot down.

bang! Wu Mu Avatar turned into a blood mist, Jiang Lan came to Wu Mu.

punched out.

Lore.

bang! Wu Mu looked at Jiang Lan who was approaching in disbelief.

This man refreshed his cognition time and time again.

He saw it clearly, True Immortal Early-Stage.

Bang! A punch fell, Wu Mu's body began to collapse.

Before he died, he looked at Jiang Lan and asked the doubts in his heart: "True Immortal Early-Stage, can someone really be so powerful?"

In response to him It is the power that can destroy him, and the indifferent voice belonging to Jiang Lan:

"You, didn't you see it?"

Wu Mu was taken aback for a moment, then turned into a blood mist completely , disappeared.

Everyone was killed by Jiang Lan, and no one was around.

There is only an ancient well with a faint glow.

There is a strange breath in the ancient well.

Da! Da! Jiang Lan took a step, he slowly came to the ancient well, and glanced down.

The entrance is pitch black, and the pitch black is like fog, and it begins to dissipate, as if you can see the Netherworld land through an endless distance.

oh la la!

In the darkness, it was suddenly occupied by crimson pupils.

The sudden appearance of red eyes surprised Jiang Lan, as if you were seeing an eye through a crack in the wall.

Jiang Lan is staring, and since he has seen the other party, the other party must have seen him as well.

But neither side spoke.

Jiang Lan saw the breath of the ancient well Netherworld spread, and saw the crimson pupil occupying the ancient well trying to rush out of the ancient well.

He knew that the channel was open, and the other party wanted to come over.

'Netherworld creatures? '

Jiang Lan has never seen the Netherworld creatures, but doesn't intend to let them come.

He came to the ancient well, stretched out his hand, and then slowly pressed it down.

The power appeared in his hands and began to spread all around, as if forcing the entire ancient well.

Yes, Jiang Lan will use the Power of Nine Tribulations to defeat the ancient well.

Power of Nine Bulls surged, Power of Nine Tribulations filled up.

The catastrophe came to the ancient well, and the destructive force began to wreak havoc on the ancient well.

At this time, the breath of Netherworld overflowed, quickly protecting the ancient well.

The people inside want to preserve the ancient well.

Unfortunately, the people inside were only overflowing with a little power, and they couldn't stop Jiang Lan's Power of Nine Tribulations at all.

As Jiang Lan's palm pressed down, Gujing began to tremble.

Jiang Lan intended to use his fists, but he found that Gujing was suitable for a little disintegration.

Unless he has more power, a higher cultivation base might be fine.

You can just blow up the ancient well with one punch.

No need to bother.

Sure enough, you should work hard to become stronger.

Nourishing~ Netherworld's aura is constantly collapsing, and the ancient well seems to have cracks.

The crimson pupil occupying the ancient well blinked and frowned.

The breath of Netherworld began to spew again, but it was not the people inside who were breaking through the passage.

Instead, a voice came out: "Human, do you know that the heavens are in chaos?"

"I don't know." Jiang Lan replied.

The other party is trying to convince him, but he needs to delay some time.

A little while longer will suffice.

bang! The Netherworld breath riot, Jiang Lan brows frowned, and his Power of Nine Tribulations are under attack.

The channel has been opened, and it takes time and a price to completely crush it.

"Humans, let me go over and let me stir in this murky water.

Perhaps under the chaos, you will get a chance." Netherworld breath came out again.

This time Jiang Lan didn't speak.

Instead, speed up the Power of Nine Tribulations, just a little longer.

Feeling the crimson pupil that was about to disappear from the passage, a voice came out again: "Human, Heaven and Earth will fall.

The chaos of the world is far beyond your understanding. Knowing that, there is no chance, it is not enough to survive.

If you let me in, you may not have no chance."

Jiang Lan just listened to the other party's words, but he never thought of taking it.

Although I know that my concentration is okay, what if I am persuaded? Might as well destroy it.

ka-cha.

At this moment, the ancient well was full of cracks and began to collapse.

The breath of Netherworld is no longer overflowing.

"Under the general trend, manpower is out of reach.

Hehe, human, don't you think that you can rely on the strength of oneself to support the sky with only one hand? I'll wait for you, come Find me."

Boom! ! ! Jiang Lan's power poured into the ancient well, crushing it with one hand.

“he he he.”

The laughter that belongs below the entrance of Netherworld spreads far and wide, shocking.

Jiang Lan didn't care.

It is irrelevant whether what the other party said is true or not.

As for Heaven and Earth will pour.

This is a matter of the entire Great Wilderness, and it has little to do with his little Kunlun dísciple.

He just needs to work hard to become stronger and adapt a little bit.

As for finding each other.Netherworld creatures, really confident.

After dealing with the ancient well and making sure there is no more problem, Jiang Lan plans to leave.

Go to the edge of the battlefield to experience it.

This is out of the mission.

Otherwise, it is not easy to explain to the Master.

Just when he was about to leave, he found someone approaching.

Turning his head and looking over, it was the Eighth Crown Prince who had not recovered much from his injuries.

The other party seems to have just come over.

Glancing at each other, Jiang Lan disappeared in place.

Ignore it.

Seeing the other side glance over, Ao Man was too scared to move.

But he heard the laughter just now.

The sound gave him a strange feeling, as if a Heart Demon was bred.

But the man left.

Let him relax.

He deliberately walked slowly along the way, so that the other party really wanted to find him, and he could also show that he did not escape.

If not, when he comes, the other party should leave too.

For the sake of explanation, he suppressed the recovery of the injury just to have an excuse.

"Hoo!"

"Survived."

Thinking like this, he plans to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt an invisible force falling from the sky.

The endless power surged down like a majestic ocean wave, making it difficult for him to move.

Ao Man panicked.

Which great character is coming? With the breeze blowing, Ao Man saw where the man was standing before, and a middle-aged man appeared.

A blue dress.

The calm gaze was deep, and he stood there, everything around him seemed to be frozen.

'Article, Ninth Peak Peak Master? '

(end of this chapter)