Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

Luo Qiong, who was originally lining up for two battlefields, narrowed his eyes slightly after feeling the aura.

He felt the aura just now very clearly. This aura can only be exuded by a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage.

In this way, Luo Qiong has to pay attention. Although his current cultivation in the divine world has reached the realm of Yuanying, his real cultivation is still in the golden elixir stage. Of course, if he takes all the trump cards, he I am confident that I can compete with the Nascent Soul Stage monks, but that may require a lot of effort.

As for Xuanyuan Ba ​​and everyone in the formation, their expressions changed after feeling the vowel breath.

The classification of each level of monks is very strict, and the strength gap between each level is also very huge. Among them, except Xuanyuan Ba ​​who has reached the golden elixir stage, most of them are still building foundations.

In their eyes, the Golden Core Stage is already a great master, let alone the Nascent Soul Stage master who is even more powerful than the Golden Core Stage.

"Felander, isn't he already dead?"

Xuanyuan Ba ​​couldn't help but change his expression drastically after hearing Samwell call out Felander's name.

This Ferland is the founder of the American Still alive, Ferland should be at least over 50 years old.

Compared to the solemnity of the Chinese people, the expressions of these Western superpowers were much more relaxed at this moment. To Western superpowers, this Ferland is undoubtedly a god-like existence. At this moment, seeing the god they believed in standing up, everyone's morale rose again. The side that was originally at a disadvantage now began to show signs of reversal.

Shortly after the voice fell, a figure slowly walked out of the depths of the valley. Luo Qiong followed the sound and saw an old white man wearing a white robe, white beard and hair, and a face full of wrinkles, walking step by step from the depths of the valley. Walking toward the void.

This old man looks no different from an ordinary old man in appearance. If he were not walking in the air as if climbing stairs at this moment, anyone who saw him would just regard him as a harmless old man.

But it was such an ordinary old man who gave Luo Qiong a very dangerous feeling.

The old man just walked up to the sky like no one else, hovering over the two battlefields, and then saw him slowly reaching down to press down.

An invisible aura instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. The Chinese people in the battle only felt their bodies sink, and they involuntarily bent down, and the attacks in their hands were half a beat slower. And this short hesitation really allowed the opponent to seize the opportunity.

The giant silver sword in the air began to tremble slightly, and had a faint tendency to fly upside down.

As for the situation on Xuanyuanba's side, it can be slightly better, but obviously, Xuanyuanba has lost his original calmness. Although he is still harassing the combat team everywhere, his timing of attacks and control of the situation are not as good as before. Accurate.

As the pressure in the air increases, the faces of everyone in China have become extremely ugly. If this continues, I believe it won't be long before they will be defeated and death may be waiting for them.

"The old man is so old, so he should take care of himself at home. The outside world is already dominated by young people. I think you should go back and rest..."

And just when everyone was about to push to the limit, Luo Qiong, who was preparing for two battlefields, suddenly appeared in the sky.

Looking at the white-haired and wrinkled old man in front of him, Luo Qiong showed no fear. An extremely huge aura quickly burst out from Luo Qiong.

The huge aura was even more frightening than before. At this moment, Luo Qiong no longer concealed his cultivation. With the full power of his spiritual consciousness, a huge aura instantly enveloped the white-haired old man on the Chinese team. All the pressure was dissipated, and turned into a sharp chrysanthemum sword, slashing directly at the old man in the air.

But at the moment when Luo Qiong's momentum burst out, the expression of the ordinary-looking old man suddenly changed.

"Chinese monks are invincible at the same level"

This statement is no joke. Ferrander was one of the survivors who participated in the war a hundred years ago. Seeing the reason and the extreme momentum of Luo Qiong's outburst, he immediately retreated.

After seeing the bravery of the Chinese monks, Flanders did not have the courage to face any immigrants alone until his death. A strong person of the same level in China.

But at this moment, the giant sword drawn by Master Luo Qiong had already been chopped down on the head. Without thinking, Ferrander panicked and mobilized all his mental power, turning into a small milky white shield to block his head.

There was just a roar as the giant sword struck the shield, and the surrounding space shook. A silent explosion shock wave spread out in all directions.

The active volcano behind him started to tremble slightly under the impact of this huge shock wave.

After receiving the shock wave from this sentence, the vicissitudes of life old man actually burst into laughter.

"Haha, boy, it turns out you have not reached the super-god realm."

Regardless of the blow just now, although the old man was at a disadvantage, from the power of the blow just now, he keenly felt that Luo Qiong's current state was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Although Ferrand did not have the courage to face a Nascent Soul-level cultivator, he was still confident that he could easily defeat a young Golden Core-level cultivator.

And Luo Qiong's attack did expose his own strength, but he didn't have any worries, because from the impact just now, although the opponent knew his strength, Luo Qiong also after contacting the opponent's attack , I only have a rough idea of ​​the opponent's strength.

This strong man named Flanders, judging from the degree of energy gaze, has indeed achieved the reason for its modification, but his application of energy and spiritual consciousness appears to be very rough.

Luo Qiong is confident that due to the opponent's energy purity, with his current strength, he can definitely fight with him.

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator is nothing more than that."

Therefore, in the face of the other party's ridicule, Luo Qiong could still remain calm, and at the same time, he began to use his energy to prepare for a fair duel with the Nascent Soul master in front of him.

After the divine attack fell, Luo Qiong did not give Ferrand any chance. He only saw him reaching out and making a move, and the transparent long sword appeared in his hand again.

With the seal in his hand pinched, the transparent long sword floated in the air and began to spin rapidly. Luo Qiong pointed his right hands together into a sword, drew a very mysterious rune in the air, and then pointed forward.

The transparent long sword turned into a stream of light and headed towards Mr. Flanders in front. This time Luo Xiong used sword control.

As the transparent long arrow disappeared, it appeared in front of Flanders in the blink of an eye. Flanders was also startled by the sudden appearance in front of him, and felt the cold murderous intention hidden in the common sight. Flanders felt his hair stand on end, but he was not in a hurry. He turned sideways to avoid the attack, but the moment he turned sideways, the long sword followed him closely.

But Luo Qiong was standing in the distance at the moment, waving his right hand in the air. As if being induced by it, the long sword slid down several different arcs in the air and flew towards the fleeing Flanders.