Chapter 155: A great opportunity?

Lu Ran has really broadened his horizons!

Not all gods are as heroic as Lord Beifeng.

After all, making Shenxu requires a tremendous amount of effort.

Not to mention tourists like Lu Ran, even the North Wind believers living in the city have to wait for ten or eight years before they can see the arrival of the God's Ruins!
There are also some believers in gods who may never see any trace of the ruins of gods in their entire lives.

For example, believers in oracle divining.

The face of using the gods and fortune sticks to gather the power of faith
Lu Ran didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that the oracle would bestow such a blessing on his disciples.

"Heh! Heh! Heh!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The loud shouts were uniform and powerful, making people's blood boil!

Lu Ran's eyes narrowed as he looked towards the inner city.

Is this a cheer?

The next moment, a young man in a snow-white cloak flew out from among the dozen or so North Wind followers standing in the sky.

He held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand and charged straight towards Shenxu!

The tiny man, like an ant trying to shake a giant tree, used an equally tiny knife to chop at the gate of the magnificent palace.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound shook the earth!

"Puff" the young man was blown back and even spit out a mouthful of blood.

I think he must have been injured by the shock.

The shaking sound of the palace door was so loud that even Lu Ran, who was far away in the outer city, felt his eardrums hurt!

It is conceivable what a blow this young man suffered.

As soon as the young man was blown away, another young man rushed out.

He held a machete in his hand and rushed towards the palace gate.

"Boom!"

There was another violent tremor.

The young man was also knocked back, and even his knife fell out of his hand.

"Heh! Heh! Heh!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" In the inner city, cheers continued, becoming more and more enthusiastic.

More than a dozen followers of the North Wind lined up in the sky and rushed towards the gate of Shenxu one by one.

One by one they were severely injured, spitting blood, and returned empty-handed.

"Yan" Lu Ran saw a familiar figure.

It's Yan Shuangzi's turn!

She was not afraid, nor did she hesitate at all. She carried the same horse-slaying sword as Deng Yuxiang and charged towards the palace gate.

“You’re really asking for your life.”

Lu Ran pursed his lips, and Yan Shuangzi was also violently sent flying back.

What is behind the palace gate?

A magical weapon?
A hint of knife intent?
Or is it a trace of pure "Qi" that is unique to Beifeng Sword?
No matter what it is, the god Beifeng placed the ruins here, waiting for his disciples to take it.

However, the disciples couldn't even open the door of the temple.
"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Amid the waves of noise, Lu Ran watched as the North Wind followers came one after another.

The more he looked, the more frightened Lu Ran became.

My understanding of God is still too shallow.

The god Bei Feng only left behind a divine ruin, but its strength reached such a level.

In the future, will I have to compete with such existence for the right to survive?
"Lu Ran?"

The door was wide open and Si Xianxian from next door ran in.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ran stared at the sky and responded casually.

"This time, we're really here and can even see the Shenxu!" Si Xianxian said excitedly.

She looked around and found two knives on the table. She quickly picked them up and walked towards Lu Ran.

"What are you doing?" Lu Ran took the two knives and looked at Si Xianxian with some confusion.

Unexpectedly, Si Xianxian said: "I don't know either, who knows what you have realized!
This is the sacred site of the Beifeng sect!

Just hold the knife, what if you can understand something?"

Lu Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Sister Xian'er is a hammer player and doesn't know anything.

Sister Xian'er is a patient and her mental state is not good.

But Sister Xianer loves me!

"Look at Shenxu, don't look at me!" Si Xianxian reached out and patted Lu Ran's face, "Look quickly, understand quickly!"

Lu Ran: “.”

What am I realizing?

Do you want to learn how the followers of the North Wind break down doors with violence?
This has something to do with knives!

"Have you figured it out?" Si Xianxian looked at the Shenxu from afar, and after a while, she couldn't help but ask.

"I figured it out."

"Ah?" Si Xianxian's face lit up, "What did you figure out?"

Lu Ran said in a gloomy voice: "North Wind believers are really not good at tearing down doors and smashing walls.

It should be you, the followers of Lietian, who should come up with hammers."

Si Xianxian: ???

"You!" Si Xianxian almost laughed out of anger, "You realized this after you attained enlightenment?"

Lu Ran: "Just tell me if it makes sense!"

"Uh" Si Xianxian scratched her hair.

That seems to be true!
"Good guy." Lu Ran exclaimed again.

In the sight, Yan Shuangzi was shocked back again.

The snow-white cloak she was wearing was already stained with blood, and she looked extremely miserable.

She was obviously severely traumatized and could barely stand.

The wind lingering under her feet seemed like it could disappear at any moment.

"Boom!"

There was another earth-shattering muffled sound.

Finally, one of the North Wind believers couldn't bear it anymore.

The young man holding the machete drew a parabola in the air and fell downwards like a kite with a broken string.

At this point, the situation took a turn for the worse!

One by one, the North Wind believers were injured, fell unconscious and fell to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, only four believers were left in the sky.

As the number of believers decreases and the frequency of rotation increases, the time left for a few believers to adjust their breath becomes shorter and shorter.

"puff"

Once again, Lu Ran saw Yan Shuangzi being shocked back.

She was covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and she looked extremely miserable. She no longer looked like the graceful and elegant lady she once was.

For her, stepping in the air was a simple thing.

But at this moment, she was staggering, as if she might step on empty air at any time and fall from a height of two or three hundred meters.

In this round of attack, the North Wind believers lost another general.

There were only three people left in the air.

Lu Ran couldn't bear it, and suddenly realized a problem, and said:

"What do you think we should do if the door can't be blown open?"

Si Xianxian said as a matter of course: "If you can't blast it open, then you won't get the opportunity inside."

Lu Ran: “.”

He suddenly realized that he was wrong.

The gods and fortune-tellers may create ruins of gods, but it is fine as long as the believers are not allowed to get the rewards.

"Crack!!"

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound, exploding in the sky. Lu Ran immediately looked up and found a crack on the palace gate!
The person who achieved such an achievement was the heroic young man holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade!
"what!!!"

The young man's roar also exploded in the sky.

That passionate shout completely ignited the entire Beifeng City!

Inside and outside the city, countless people who looked up at the scene burst into amazing cheers.

Amid the inspiring shouts, Yan Shuangzi's eyes were determined. She tightly grasped the same Night-Zhan broadsword and charged towards the city gate.

"Crack!!"

Another crack!
Another figure flew away.

There was blood mist spraying all over the sky again.

"Don't, don't." Lu Ran's heart was in his throat as he looked at Yan Shuangzi's staggering figure.

Lu Ran was still worried, but the Beifeng believers who were queuing up would not allow any delay.

Another young man came forward with a knife.

This knife was deafening!
The palace gate was covered with cracks, and the young man who risked his life was also "broken".

He didn't even have the qualifications to stagger, his eyes rolled back and he hit the ground like a cannonball.

In the sky, only two bloody figures were left.

"Junior Sister Yan, you're welcome. Ahem, no, ahem, you're welcome."

The young man holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade had tattered clothes, was coughing up blood, and had a pale face.

But his pair of tiger eyes were bright and focused on the palace gate that was crawling out of the broken lines.

Yan Shuangzi wiped the bloody corner of her mouth with one hand and smiled.

Although her voice was weak, it was full of pride and magnanimity: "Brother, please!"

"Ha!" The young man picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and the wind and waves under his feet surged violently.

In the inn outside the city, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed.

Lu Ran had a very intuitive feeling about the third realm: the unity of man and sword.

The heroic young man and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade are a perfect match!

In the flash of sword light and figure, there seemed to be a real green dragon with bared fangs and claws, roaring and rushing towards the palace gate.

Lu Ran also seemed to understand the meaning of the sword:
Swallowing mountains and rivers, sweeping away thousands of troops!
overbearing!

It’s so damn overbearing. Huh?
"Boom!!"

With a terrifying muffled sound, the heroic young man flew backwards.

Along with his soaring spirit, they were all beaten back.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Only from the palace gate, there was a constant sound of cracking.

1 second, 2 seconds, 10 seconds.

The heroic young man finally stood firm. In his expectant eyes, the palace gate was still standing.

Suddenly, there were bursts of sighs.

The gate is already covered with cracks, just a little bit left!
"Haha! Hahahahahaha!" Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the sky.

The young man laughed loudly with his head tilted up to the sky, blood flowing freely from his mouth.

It sounded like a heroic laugh, but it seemed mixed with a bit of bitterness and helplessness.

Yan Shuangzi's expression was somewhat complicated: "Senior Brother."

"Rules, that's the rules." The young man waved his hand, "Junior Sister Yan, please!"

His heroic spirit is magnanimous and is in no way inferior to Yan Shuangzi's.

Yan Shuangzi remained silent, looking at the door that was about to shatter.

The young man said sternly, "Gods be above, everyone is watching! Yan Shuangzi, show the demeanor that our Beifeng sect should have!"

"Yes." Yan Shuangzi picked up the long and thin saber, her cloak fluttering in the wind.

Suddenly, for a moment, Lu Ran seemed to see Deng Yuxiang.

Do not,
Lu Ran was very reluctant to admit that Yan Shuangzi seemed to be better.

These two close friends chose two completely different paths of growth.

All consequences of personal choices should be borne by the individual.
A strong wind suddenly blew up and frost and snow filled the sky.

The blood-stained figure in white is as graceful as a startled wild goose, and the slender and sharp blade is as sharp as a dragon.

One person, one knife, to break the surface with one point!
Yan Shuangzi forcibly broke down the palace gate that had kept countless geniuses out!

Amidst an extremely harsh sound of shattering, the blood-stained figure in white rushed into the Divine Ruins with great vigor.

"Crack!!"

"Fuck!" Si Xianxian's little mouth was very sweet. She covered her ears with her hands, feeling that her eardrums were about to be shattered.

"Boom!"

People inside and outside the city were still cheering when the ruins of the gods exploded.

Lu Ran’s eyes suddenly widened. Where is Yan Shuangzi?
She stabbed the palace gate and broke into the ruins alone, then
People?!
Why did it disappear?
Don’t tell me that Yan Shuangzi ascended to heaven in broad daylight!
She is only at the fifth stage of the River Realm. It shouldn't be that serious.
The majestic and towering palace turned into pieces of broken bricks and tiles, scattered in all directions.

Lu Ran was looking for Yan Shuangzi's figure when he saw an illusory piece of rubble hitting a young man holding a Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

However, the rubble did not cause any harm, but instead merged into the young man's body?
"Grab it quickly, hurry up! It's a great opportunity!"

Si Xianxian was extremely surprised and she climbed out of the window and onto the roof.

Lu Ran came to his senses and hurriedly followed him out with many doubts in his mind.

At the same time, many people climbed onto the roofs, and in various parts of the city, North Wind believers flew up one after another, fighting for the broken bricks and tiles.

Seeing a huge rock flying towards him, Lu Ran immediately jumped high to meet it.

"Whoo~"

Sure enough, extremely pure and powerful energy surged into the body!

Lu Ran just felt his body bloated and a bad premonition came to his mind.

"Ugh~"

Lu Ran dry heaved as if he was trying to spit out the energy.

In other words, everyone was scrambling for the fragments and had no time to pay attention to Lu Ran.

If there was anyone idle, they would probably rush over and kick Lu Ran hard!
What do you mean?
Our great gods are merciful and teach without discrimination, bestowing blessings upon all living beings.

Does this behavior make you feel disgusted?
Lu Ran: Well, it’s indeed a bit disgusting.

Because he is at the fifth stage of Xijing.

If the body is compared to a container, Lu Ran's bucket is already full.

No matter how much water you pour into the bucket, it will only overflow.

"Om~"

"Buzz!" Suddenly, the two swords in Lu Ran's arms began to tremble.

Lu Ran was stunned. He had not expected that the reaction of Ji Ye Dao and Xia Guang Dao would be so big.

Divine power, of course, is universal.

The energy you absorb in the magic cave is essentially the same as the energy you absorb in front of the shrine.

However, the divine power bestowed by the god North Wind God himself seemed to have a hint of extra attributes?
To support people or swords?

It is worthy of being a sect specializing in swordsmanship!

Lu Ran hugged the double blades tightly in his arms, feeling their violent reactions.

Until now, even if the Xiaguang Sword vibrated, the amplitude was very small. How could it be as big as it is today?
"Right now! Right now~"

Lu Ran didn't care about feeling nauseous. He aimed at a large area of ​​illusory rubble and rushed out.

Divine method: Immortal Hoof!

In order to make the dual swords into magic weapons as soon as possible, the followers of Immortal Sheep have become shameless!
A little lamb, using the magic of the Immortal Sheep Sect, scrambled for opportunities with the North Wind followers.
During the fight, Lu Ran remembered Yan Shuangzi's advice.

The second realm: the unity of mind and sword!

The sword is an extension of the swordsman's thinking.

Lu Ran's rushing figure suddenly stopped, and he stood on the roof, looking up to meet the incoming rubble of bricks and tiles.

"Om~"

"Buzz!" His hands kept shaking with the vibration of the blade.

Lu Ran clenched his two swords tightly, his emotions surging.

We will eventually make the fifteenth night of this world,
So peaceful and silent!

Time and again, we will fight our way out of the golden light of the rising red sun and use that golden light to break through the misty tent.

After the mist clears, the gorgeous rays of light that fill the sky are presented to the countless souls who have suffered so much in this world.
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