Why Am I Such a Genius Still Accepting Apprentices?

"Senior, as a strong person in the holy realm, don't you feel ashamed by relying on the strong to bully the weak and bullying others?"

The old prince of Zining Wangfu, holding on to his spirit, roared angrily.

The Martial Saint of the Nalan family glanced at him calmly, and said lightly:

"roll."

He spat out a word lightly, as if condensing a force that could destroy the world and the earth, and slammed it **** the old prince's chest.

boom!

In an instant, a huge blood pit was blown out of the old prince's chest.

Immediately after that, his body, like a cannonball, slammed into the ground.

boom!

The huge impact force instantly shattered the city wall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, smashing the ground into a huge pit with a diameter of more than two kilometers.

The shock wave spread out, directly destroying all the houses around the city wall, and countless monks were killed by the shock wave on the spot.

Looking at the old man again, although he is still alive, he is only a breath of fresh air. His chest was blown up alive, and his internal organs were all crushed.

At this moment, he is completely relying on Wu Zun's tyrannical vitality to maintain the last bit of strength.

Qi Yun Wu Zun was petrified on the spot.

So strong!

There is no move, just spit out a word, and it can actually hit a strong Wu Zun directly on the spot.

And it doesn't even consider that this is Da Zhou, not his Nalan family.

The Great Zhou Elder Group instantly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The power of the Holy Land has gone beyond what they can resist.

Wu Sheng and Wu Zun, although there is only one class difference, but in fact, there is already a world-shaking existence between the two.

At this time, they thought of an old saying.

There are ants under the saints!

In front of the other party, oneself and others are ants.

Let the other party, knead, knead and flatten at will, without any power to fight back.

Even to escape, no, to be precise, they are not even qualified to choose what method of death.

The saint of the Nalan family, still with his hands on his back, stands proudly in the air, his eyes are like scanning ants, scanning the elders of the Dazhou Royal Family, and then he speaks lightly.

"Two questions."

"One, who killed Nalan Hongyu?"

"Second, who owns the inheritance of my Nalan family?"

The Great Zhou elders group was shocked.

Needless to say, thinking with their toes, they can also imagine who owns that thing.

In the entire Great Week, a year ago, apart from Lu Xiaoran, how many people were able to kill Wu Zun strong?

But can they tell Lu Xiaoran's identity?

Of course not.

Lu Xiaoran has raised the fighting power of the royal family to the current level, which is a great favor to the royal family.

It is true that he may also have some calculations in it, but this does not deny his grace to the royal family.

This is one of them.

Second, no one knows how strong Lu Xiaoran's cultivation is.

But it is conservatively estimated that at least he must be a holy realm powerhouse.

If you offend Lu Xiaoran because of the sacred realm of the Nalan family, wouldn't that be a waste of money?

Therefore, they absolutely cannot reveal Lu Xiaoran's identity.

However, at this moment, an accident happened suddenly.

Another elder group, Wu Zun, was once again blasted by an invisible force of rules.

boom!

In an instant, he also turned into a streamer, cracked the Great Zhou city wall, followed in the footsteps of the old prince, and cracked the earth into a huge deep pit.

"Don't think that if you don't answer, this seat will not do it. Every three breaths, this seat will kill one person. Until you say it."

The voice just fell, and with a violent explosion, another Wu Zun was blasted into the ground.

The Great Zhou elders group completely collapsed.

Resist, can't resist.

Escape, can't escape.

He didn't even dare to reveal Lu Xiaoran's identity.

At this moment, they were like chickens and ducks waiting to be slaughtered on the cutting board.

How ridiculous and sad is this?

A group of Wu Zun turned out to be like a group of chickens and ducks, being slaughtered by others.

Inside the imperial city, in the palace, Ji Wushang stared at the figure above the sky, fists clenched, nails deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.

Like a despairing sense of powerlessness, deeply rooted in his heart.

At this moment, the so-called royal family, the so-called Da Zhou royal family, is like a joke.

He wants to protect the big week, but what does he use to protect the big week?

Facing the holy realm, even Wu Zun could not resist, let alone him.

"Your Majesty, let's go quickly. If we don't go, it will be too late."

The little **** beside him anxiously persuaded him.

Ji Wushang sneered:

"Go? Where are you going?"

He is the Great Zhou Emperor. If the Great Zhou Royal Family is destroyed, what's the point of even surviving?

If Da Zhou must die today, then he can only choose to be buried together.

This is his last pride as the Great Zhou Emperor.

correct.

Ji Wushang suddenly thought of something.

Without too much hesitation, he immediately pulled out his long sword and stabbed it into his heart.

The little **** and palace maid next to him were all terrified. No one would have thought that Ji Wushang would come to such a move.

"Ah! Your Majesty, why can't you think so much!"

"Your Majesty committed suicide, Your Majesty committed suicide. Come on someone!"

There was a panic in the palace, and Ji Wushang, although a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

His sword was deeper and heavier than the last sword at Zining Palace!

Because last time, he still had time to wait for Lu Xiaoran's arrival.

But this time, he has no chance.

Therefore, in order to get Lu Xiaoran to come over in the shortest time, he could only push himself to the brink of death, even if he really died, he would not hesitate.

Everything is for Senior Lu to come over in the shortest possible time.

In fact, his idea was indeed correct. At the moment when he was on the verge of death, the imprint in his body was also directly transmitted to Lu Xiaoran's consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaoran, who was practicing, opened his eyes and shot out two cold beams.

His consciousness immediately spread out, and the cultivation of Wusheng Ninth Layer has allowed him to perceive further.

"Holy Land!"

At this moment, Lu Xiaoran directly felt the direction of the imperial capital, and there was an aura of reaching the holy realm.

And almost in an instant, he thought of who the other party was.

Apart from the Nalan family, among the forces he has seen so far, apart from the Nalan family, there will be no other places to send out Martial Saint powerhouses.

Although Lu Xiaoran had guessed that the Nalan family would have a backer, he did not expect that the Nalan family would directly take out the bottom of the box.

He came out to establish Wumingzong, just to avoid outsiders and practice in seclusion.

Therefore, he did not establish a teleportation formation to lead to the imperial capital.

At this moment, if he wants to fly to the imperial capital, it will take at least ten breaths of time.

Within ten breaths, a strong martial sage on the other side would directly blast most of the imperial capital into the sky, right?

And now, although he is the ninth level of Wusheng, it is impossible for him to directly attack the imperial capital from here.

However, the emperor can't wait!

Lu Xiaoran decided on a response plan in an instant.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took out his only three Emperor Lin Dans and swallowed one of them.

Emperor Lin Dan can let the user, in an instant, raise the cultivation base to the emperor realm, which lasts for a full minute.

Lu Xiaoran didn't need a minute, what he needed was the attack power of the Great Emperor.

After swallowing Dilindan, Lu Xiaoran instantly felt the power in his body soaring rapidly.

The breath was surging and turbulent, and it quickly broke through the tenth level of the Martial Saint, and then came to the first level of the emperor, the second level of the emperor, the third level of the emperor, and the fourth level of the emperor, and then stopped.

At this moment, in the sky, countless thunderstorms surged, and the power of heaven and earth gathered in the vicinity of Lu Xiaoran. It was paying homage to Lu Xiaoran, or in other words, paying homage to an emperor.

The Emperor Realm is the most powerful existence in this world.

What he is stronger than the Holy Land is that the Holy Land is the power to control the rules and use the power of the rules to fight.

The emperor realm is the surrender of the power of rules, and does not need to be controlled. Anywhere, as long as a thought of a strong Emperor Wu, the power of rules, will immediately do it.

This is the emperor!

When Lu Xiaoran's aura of the Great Emperor revealed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ on the entire continent, countless auras shook.

The Great Qin Empire.

"This breath has never appeared before, is it a new emperor?"

Taikoo Mountains.

"Great Zhou Dynasty, when did another emperor appear?"

Eternal forest sea, several spiritual thoughts, gathered at the same time.

"On the continent, the power of rules is so thin that there is still someone who can become a great emperor. This person is truly a fortune in the world."

"I don't know who he is? To be able to become a great emperor in the age of the end of the law is really a strange person."

"No matter who he is, since he has become a great emperor, he is qualified to be drawn by us."

Tianji Cliff, the old man Tianji leaning on the cliff, smiled indifferently.

"This kid actually even has Emperor Lindan?"

After a pause, she smiled again.

"However, he has Emperor Lindan, which is normal. In this world, there are no rules that can bind him."

Above the Anonymous Sect, Lu Xiaoran directly drew out his top-grade Xuanyuan sword without any hesitation.

The strength of the Great Emperor brought him not only momentum, but also endless confidence.

At this moment, he feels that he can do anything.

Although, he is now 108,000 miles away from the imperial capital.

However, he is confident that he will kill the strong Martial Saint of the Nalan family with one sword.

Take a deep breath.

Silent.

Concentrate.

Lu Xiaoran condensed all his strength on his Xuanyuan Sword, sensed the opponent's position, took a step forward, and mercilessly slashed out with a single sword.

This sword slashed out, as if the power of time and space was frozen in this instant.

Lu Xiaoran's sword crossed time and space!