Lu Liang was a descendant of the Lu family. When he saw the golden light on Zhang Chulan's body, he immediately recognized that it was the Golden Light Curse unique to Mount Longhu. He muttered to himself,
"What's going on? The Golden Light Spell of Mount Longhu had been learned by an outsider.”
"Hehe, is this fun? The secret spell of Mount Longhu had actually spread outside.”
A sharp dagger had appeared in his hand, and his expression was ferocious.
In the next moment, he dashed toward Zhang Chulan with strange steps.
What was different from before was that this time, he did not have a mocking expression on his face. Instead, his expression was solemn.
He knew very well that if he did not have a certain level of ability, how could he have learned the Golden Light Curse of Mount Longhu's Celestial Master Residence?
Dragon Tiger Mountain and Righteous One Sect held a pivotal position in the variant human world.
"Hehe…I'll show you how powerful I am today.”
When Zhang Chulan saw the ghost guy rushing over, there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, she mumbled,
"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi, widely cultivate the catastrophe, prove my divine power…"
boom
As soon as he finished speaking, the Connate Qi in Zhang Chulan's body instantly condensed into a golden light that covered his body, making him look like a general in golden armor.
Immediately after, Zhang Chulan's body retreated explosively. The sharp dagger collided with his golden body and sent it flying, producing a metallic clang.
Furthermore, the sparks of the fire were all over the place. In this pitch-black night, it was exceptionally dazzling.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Chulan landed steadily on the ground and realized that she had been slashed open by the Golden Light Curse. She looked at the gweilo with a frosty expression.
He had been involved in this battle without knowing it, and the Golden Light Spell that he had cultivated since he was young had almost been cut by the strange man holding the dagger in front of him.
How was this not shocking?
However, before he could think carefully about what was going on, a gust of cold wind came from behind him, like a ghost wailing and a wolf howling.
"Zhang Chulan…I'm so miserable…Why am I so miserable?”
"What is it? What the hell is this thing? When did it get behind me?”
Zhang Chulan was shocked. She subconsciously circulated the innate Qi in her body to her feet and jumped up. Using her shoulder as a weapon, she crashed into the grave-crying man.
A strong physique, extremely coordinated flexibility, like a jungle python binding and entangling the enemy.
touch
However, before he could rush down, the Gweilo from the special forces moved. He stomped lightly, and the grass swayed before disappearing into the night.
The next moment, Zhang Chulan suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming from above her head. She subconsciously covered her head with her hands.
touch
Immediately after, there was another dull sound. His body was like a cannonball that had been smashed down and hit the ground.
Instantly, a huge sound rang out, scaring many birds and beasts away!
"Pui pui…"
Zhang Chulan stood up and rubbed her aching wrist. She grimaced and said gloomily,"
"Motherf * cker, you have to force me!"
Just now, when his hands collided with the ghost man's legs, he felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain.
If not for the Golden Light Curse, he would be lying on the ground unconscious!
"Kid, you're really miserable…Ghost Banner Strike!"
The Weeping Grave Man waved the banner on his shoulder and smashed it fiercely at Zhang Chulan's body.
bang
The soul flag collided with the Golden Light Curse, resulting in a violent explosion.
Instantly, Zhang Chulan was like a cannonball that had been sent flying. She crashed into a tree behind her and created a huge crater.
Then, it fell down like a falling leaf and landed heavily on the ground with a dull thud.
"Cough cough…you bastards…you bully me with numbers!”
Zhang Chulan grabbed the tree trunk with all her might and stood up shakily. Blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth as she said in a self-deprecating manner,
"As expected…as grandfather said, the martial world is dangerous…Hehe, since that's the case, I can't hold back.”
As she spoke, Zhang Chulan's body emitted layers of lightning. The color of the lightning was actually white. She shouted,
"Lightning Palm!"
Ku Fen held the soul flag in his hand and swayed his body left and right. He muttered,"You died so tragically…Why am I so unlucky?”
He completely ignored Zhang Chulan and walked towards her step by step. With every step he took, the Soul Fan in his hand grew stronger.
Immediately, dark clouds gathered around him, emitting a terrifying aura.
rumble
When Zhang Chulan's Lightning Palm struck the black mist around the grave wailing man, it was swallowed.
Moreover, it emitted a crackling sound and then disappeared.
"What is it? My lightning…"
Before Zhang Chulan could finish her sentence, the Weeping Grave Man reached out his dry hand and slapped him heavily on the shoulder.
In that instant, Zhang Chulan felt an indescribable power engulfing his entire body. It was gradually devouring his Connate Qi and flesh.
Not long after, he felt weak and could not stand up at all. He directly lay on the ground, unable to move.
[Note: Grave-Crying Man has great strength, he is definitely stronger than Zhang Chulan who has yet to cultivate the Old Farmer Technique!]
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