Since Lu San was born, he has always been in the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, mainly cultivating the wood attribute supernatural power, the wood attribute itself has the life attribute, and it is not easy to cultivate the enemy's supernatural power, Lu San's cultivation day and night has finally gained today.

Lu Qingfeng entered the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, sorted out the 50,000 soul crystals he had harvested, and quietly watched him comprehend the supernatural powers at a distance from Lu San.

Lu San held the best magic weapon long sword 'Aoki Sword', and with a slight swing forward, countless leaves immediately appeared in the air fifty meters away, each of these leaves was the size of a copper coin, the lines on the leaves were very clear, the color was tender green, and each leaf was full of a strong breath of life.

If you perceive it carefully, you will find that in these breaths of life, there is a secret killing intent hidden, and every leaf is full of murderous sword aura, and these countless leaves are floating down to the ground one after another.

These falling leaves can easily give people's senses the illusion that they are falling slowly, but in fact they are like lightning storms.

Because Lu Qingfeng and Lu San have the same mind, Lu Qingfeng is also following Lu San's rhythm, simulating it over and over again in his heart, and by the time Lu San finishes it, Lu Qingfeng has mastered the main point of this magical power.

Lu San stopped, walked up to Lu Qingfeng, and said, "Deity, give this magical power a name just now." ”

Lu Qingfeng said with a smile: "The three of you, each of you has created a supernatural power, and you want me to name it, okay, who calls me the deity, I think this trick is called 'Falling Leaves Colorful'." ”

Lu San nodded and said: "It's still a high level of deity, just give a name, it's so poetic." ”

Lu Qingfeng stayed in the Qiankun Hall for a day, mastered the use of fallen leaves, and then walked out of the Qiankun Palace.

As soon as he came out, countless demon soul bodies appeared around, and with a slight wave of the sword in Lu Qingfeng's hand, countless tender green leaves fell from the air, and soon, these leaves fell on nearly 10,000 soul bodies.

The sword qi of the wood attribute entered these soul bodies, wandering freely in the soul bodies, the soul bodies were quickly disintegrated, and the banging sound was endless, just a moment of effort, around Lu Qingfeng, within a radius of 100 meters, it became a vacuum area, and the bursting of these soul bodies produced a powerful shock wave, which shook all the soul bodies that were not strangled by the sword qi and fell in all directions.

On the ground, there were nearly 10,000 soul crystals scattered on the ground, and these diamond-shaped soul crystals were like diamonds, exuding a charming light.

Condensed the thick true yuan on his hands, swept around, and the powerful adsorption force made the soul crystals on the ground quickly fly towards Lu Qingfeng, and in the blink of an eye, all of them were collected into the Qiankun Palace.

So far, Lu Qingfeng has harvested 60,000 soul crystals, but the level of these soul crystals is too low, and they are all transformed from the soul body of the Naive Realm.

The divine sense scanned within a radius of a thousand meters, and found that there were too many soul bodies in the Innocence Realm, and they were killed by Lu Qingfeng 60,000, and there was no trace of reduction, and it was indeed not an exaggeration to describe it as countless.

Lu Qingfeng walked forward quickly, sometimes in a straight line, sometimes in a curve, in short, the general direction would not change, just like that, Lu Qingfeng fought all the way, and tens of thousands of soul crystals had already arrived.

Looking up, the soul body in front of him had gradually decreased, and he judged that it should be very close to the junction of the two areas now, where there was a buffer zone where there could be a short period of rest.

Soon, the gray fog in front of him became thinner and thinner, and in the blink of an eye, the fog had disappeared, and a bright open field appeared in front of him, and in this open field, many monks were sitting cross-legged.

Obviously, when they were in the first area, these people had a lot of consumption, and they were recovering here, and each monk was far away from each other, obviously wary of the other.

Lu Qingfeng's appearance did not attract the attention of these people, he found a random place to sit down, his soul far surpassed all the monks here, so Lu Qingfeng's divine sense was emanated, and no one found out.

The divine sense scanned the entire buffer zone, and found that in the center of this area, there was a stone house, the divine consciousness entered the room, and found a small teleportation array on the ground, presumably this is the teleportation array introduced on the piece of paper, in each buffer zone, there is such a teleportation array, and monks who don't want to enter again can leave here.

The divine sense bypassed this house and came to the side with his back to Lu Qingfeng, and a familiar figure was captured by Lu Qingfeng, this person's name is He Fang, and he is the third disciple who never regrets.

Seeing this person, the past emerged one by one, from Bao Wenzhong's provoking trouble for no reason, to the nine elders sending people to hunt him down again and again, to the distress of the water attribute clone in the sect, the past echoed in my heart one by one.

The contradiction between him and Wan Bu Regret, in the final analysis, is only because of the unprovoked provocation of his nephew Bao Wenzhong, Wan Bu Regret, as an uncle, should be very clear about Bao Wenzhong's configuration, but Wan Bu regret is a narrow-minded villain who will repay his flaws, this is what kind of uncle he has, what kind of nephew he has.

The thought was withdrawn, Lu Qingfeng was still looking at He Fang with his divine sense, there was no contradiction between him and He Fang, just because He Fang was a disciple who never regretted, they went to the opposite side, and the two sides were already doomed, and it must be a situation of endless death.

The Eastern Fall Divine Temple has a clear rule, anyone who enters the Great Canyon of Death must be a monk from all sects of the Eastern Falling Divine Continent, He Fang has already left the Qingyun Sword Sect with Wan Bu Regret, but he doesn't know how he came here.

He Fang was wearing an ordinary robe, this robe, it did not belong to any sect, from the appearance, it was impossible to judge how He Fang came here, his divine sense was withdrawn, Lu Qingfeng stood up, and slowly walked towards He Fang.

He Fang didn't know about Lu Qingfeng's arrival at this time, although the cultivation of the two was the same, but in terms of soul power, compared with Lu Qingfeng, it was very different, and the two of them were like clouds and mud.

Lu Qingfeng came to a place fifty meters near He Fang, stood there and looked at He Fang, He Fang suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Lu Qingfeng who was standing not far away, opened his mouth in surprise, and said intermittently: "You, you, you, is Lu Qingfeng?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled: "It's Lu, where is it, let me ask you, how did you get into this Grand Canyon of Death, you have already defected from the Qingyun Sword Sect, who is so bold to take in your master and apprentice, say it, I will give you a good time, otherwise, when I catch you, I will definitely perform the soul search technique, so that your life is better than death." ”

Lu Qingfeng has already made up his mind, where he sees today, no matter what, he must also get through the mouth of Guò He Fang, and get the whereabouts of no regrets, even if he casts the soul attack secret technique 'Soul Binding', Lu Qingfeng will not hesitate.

I missed today, and I want to find them again, I don't know when it is, and I don't know when I let these people go free outside, it's like a man's back, and I can't get peace at any time.

After listening to Lu Qingfeng's question, He Fang opened his eyes wide, glared at Lu Qingfeng angrily, and said: "Lu Qingfeng, don't talk wildly, you and I are in the same realm, and you are ashamed to say that you want to search my soul, aren't you afraid of being counterattacked?"

Lu Qingfeng sneered and said, "Whether it is counter-devouring or not, you will know later." The conversation between Lu Qingfeng and He Fang attracted the attention of many monks around them, and they all ended their recovery and turned their eyes to the place where the two were talking.

There were many monks from the Eastfall Temple, quietly approaching the two, and there were many monks from the Xuantian Sect who followed closely behind the monks of the Eastfall Temple.

Lu Qingfeng had already noticed the movement around him, and said loudly: "Everyone, this is an internal matter of my Qingyun Sword Sect, today, Lu is going to clean up the portal here, I hope you don't interfere, Lu has thanked you in advance." ”

The monks of the Eastfall Temple listened to Lu Qingfeng's words, and still went their own way, and some of them even pulled out their weapons and prepared to step forward to attack Lu Qingfeng, at this time, the monks of the Xuantian Sect who were following behind also quickly came to the front and stopped the monks of the Eastfall Temple.

One of them said: "Friends of the Eastfall Temple, Lu Qingfeng has already said just now that he is going to clean up the portal, haven't you heard?

The monks of the Eastern Fall Temple, of course, wanted to come forward to help him, but they were stopped by the monks of the Xuantian Sect and had to stop.

Lu Qingfeng had already understood a qiē at this time, no wonder when he was in the Bixia Palace in the East China Sea, the people of the Donglu Temple had repeatedly gone against him, and it seemed that Wan Bu regretted escaping to the Donglu Temple, only in this way can he explain what happened before.

The people of Xuantian Sect helped themselves, probably because of Liu Xingyu, Lu Qingfeng felt that no matter what, he would take his soul first, and then the truth would be revealed.

Thinking about it, Lu Qingfeng looked at where he was, and the sword of Chopping Yue was instantly in his hand, and he pointed to him and said, "Where is it, let's die." The long sword swung forward suddenly, and a dazzling white light flashed, this move was the moment when Lu Qingfeng created his own zào.

He Fang subconsciously closed his eyes, Lu Qingfeng stepped forward, swept the sword in his hand, and after the light in an instant, it was followed by sweeping Qiankun, He Fang was frightened by Lu Qingfeng's uninterrupted two-style martial arts, his eyes had just recovered his vision, and the second move to sweep Qiankun had arrived, only to hear a pop, He Fang's head had already flown upward.

Lu Qingfeng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab He Fang's head, and without waiting for He Fang's soul to escape, the soul binding net in Lu Qingfeng's Mud Pill Palace had already wrapped He Fang's human head, and instantly entered He Fang's Mud Pill Palace.

The net of the soul bundle wrapped He Fang's soul inside, and then quickly closed his mouth, and suddenly pulled outward, He Fang's soul was dragged out, only to see that in the net of the soul, He Fang's soul phantom, looked around in fear, and his mouth was still closed, as if he was saying something.

Lu Qingfeng stretched out his hand and took out a jade bottle, unscrewed the cap, and put the net of soul binding into the jade bottle together with He Fang's soul.

When he used the Soul Binding Secret Technique, the Soul Sword in the Mud Pill Palace moved slightly, and soon stopped, and a slight tiredness came from his mind, but in front of these people, he couldn't show it, otherwise, something might happen.

Shaking his head, looking at the monks of Xuantian Sect, Lu Qingfeng clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you for your help, he will be repaid by Lu one day." ”

Among the monks of Xuantian Sect, a young man who seemed to be the leader said: "Brother Lu doesn't have to be like this, the family teacher has already explained, if Brother Lu is in danger, let me and others do their best to help." ”

"Oh," Lu Qingfeng said suddenly, "Could it be that the family teacher of all the senior brothers is Elder Liu Xingyu?"

"Exactly," the young man said, "The family teacher and Brother Lu's master are close friends, so it is also within our duty to help, Brother Lu must not worry about this matter." ”

Lu Qingfeng said with a smile: "In this way, Qingfeng thanks you senior brothers, senior brothers, can you sit aside with Qingfeng for a while." ”

Almost all the monks of the Xuantian Sect hugged their fists and said, "Brother Lu is gracious, don't dare to disobey." They found a flat place, and everyone sat down casually.