Luo Yuan closed his eyes, put away his spiritual sense, and carefully realized the feeling at this moment. His feeling at this moment was extremely mysterious, as if he was enlightening the truth, and as if he was exercising his magical powers. It seemed that the spiritual energy in the world was used by him, and the blood mist around him could not have any effect on him at all.

Just as he walked four hundred feet, countless leaves suddenly flew from all directions. These leaves surrounded Luo Yuan like flying swords, carrying a series of sharp sword energy, and then bombarded him like a sword rain. In this situation, Luo Yuan did not do anything, but let him fall on his body without moving. Hundreds of leaves kept slashing over Luo Yuan's body, and countless sparks splashed, like the intersection of gold and stones. But, Luo Yuan was like a towering mountain, allowing the sword rain to slash without any damage. Those sharp flying leaves slashed Luo Yuan hundreds of times within a few breaths, but they could not hurt Luo Yuan a slightest.

"Not good!" Seeing this, how could these creatures who were taking action in secret not see Luo Yuan's extraordinaryness? Even their bodies could not withstand such attacks. The earth was full of holes and trees were broken, but Luo Yuan was like a god guarding it without any damage. His body exuded a dazzling silver light, and hundreds of silver runes flowed, dazzling and awe-inspiring. The one who took action was a grass, which had only two leaves, but when it shook off, countless flying leaves appeared, and a sword energy that made Luo Yuan slightly move.

"Huh?" Luo Yuan looked at the grass, then shook his head, and the sword consciousness burst out and turned into a broad sword dozens of feet in size, slashing towards the grass.

"The sword energy is mixed, not pure enough, but unfortunately a good treasure plant." Luo Yuan murmured, not caring. Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the right, and a silver rune suddenly rushed out, turning into a three-inch silver short sword, piercing through dozens of big trees and erasing a one-eyed wolf. The one-eyed wolf didn't know how it was discovered before he died. It had the mid-stage Jindan cultivation, and was even better at hiding the art, but died under Luo Yuan's finger.

"Roar," a tiger roared, and the trees within a hundred miles were shaken, and the leaves shook one after another, as if they could not bear the power of their roar. Immediately afterwards, a afterimage passed by, and a lightning-thunder rushed towards Luo Yuan. Luo Yuan made a slight mistake and avoided the attack. Then a long sword of sorrow was slashed on the figure with a slashing heavy sword.

The figure suffered a heavy blow, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out, but he quickly stood up and glared at Luo Yuan. This was a purple-haired and white-patterned essence tiger. The sound of a roar could impact the soul of the cultivator. If his cultivation was insufficient, he would be shocked to death. This kind of clan was faster and his body was not weak. It was also considered a large clan among the remains. When it suffered from Luo Yuan's sword, a purple light suddenly flashed on its body, blocking this killing move.

At this time, the stern tiger seemed fierce, but a sense of fear arose in his heart. Luo Yuan swung his sword just now. If it weren't for the magic weapon given by the elders of the clan, he would have been crushed to pieces by the sword energy and blood and flesh. In its opinion, Luo Yuan was clearly just a life-and-death golden elixir cultivator, but for some reason, he had such powerful strength.

Luo Yuan frowned slightly. He didn't know what kind of creature this spiritual tiger was. He thought that if every monster could block his sword or two, it would be too slow to kill. Thinking of this, Luo Yuan simply put away the spirit-slashing and slowly closed his eyes. Then, a shock came from his eyebrows, and countless sword shadows flew, gradually spreading to a radius of 500 miles. In a moment, all the ferocious beasts within a radius of 500 miles exploded. Luo Yuan's spiritual consciousness was transformed into sword consciousness after he practiced the Moliu divine magic technique, which was different from ordinary cultivators who could only use to control objects to explore. Even if his sword consciousness did not practice the magical powers of the spiritual consciousness, it had powerful power. The creatures covered by his spiritual consciousness would be killed by indiscriminate sword consciousness.

With just one thought, Luo Yuan killed all the monsters within a radius of 500 miles. This kind of battle record is beyond glory. If it were an ordinary Jindan monk, who could do it? I am afraid that the Supreme would be far inferior to him at this age. At this time, Luo Yuan was like a supreme walking in the Xuean Mountain. The emperor was angrily buried millions of corpses, and blood flowed into a river. Now Luo Yuan is the pride of the sky. No monster dared to appear where he was. Although the monsters were not afraid of death, they were still at a certain level. Faced with such a thought, they could cut all the existences within a radius of 500 miles, which was a level crush. Monsters valued the strong more than the human race. No matter what race, as long as they were strong enough, they could make the creatures retreat and respectfully surrender.

Luo Yuan had nothing outside his heart. To him, those dead monsters had no value. Because they could not play a role in tempering him. In the face of absolute strength crushing, even if there were many golden elixirs to build the foundation, it would be useless. Just like Dan Taihua came here, except for the four supreme emperors on the Xue'an Mountain, whether the other living creatures existed was meaningless. It was nothing more than the difference between a slap and two slaps, that's all.

Within a radius of five hundred miles, there is no hope of life except Luo Yuan. He closed his eyes again and moved forward slowly. He will spend the past twenty years. In fact, what he wanted to fight the most was the supreme descendants. Since he practiced Taoism, except for his own Taoist partner, Dan Tai Xuanya, the only person he saw in Yuanbao Pavilion in Zhenlong Island was suspected to be the supreme descendants. He had never seen other supreme descendants. The way he wanted was his current strength, if he fought with the supreme descendants, he would have a chance of winning. However, in today's world, supreme may not have supreme descendants or descendants. This made it difficult for him to meet a true genius of his generation.

To this day, there are very few people who can be called geniuses in Luo Yuan's eyes. One is Duan Annie, who lives in the ancient Guangyang sect, and the daughter of Dan Taihua, Dan Tai Xuanya, and the last one is Yang Ao next to Hao Yuanzi, Wu Yuanzong. It's a pity that Yang Ao is of extraordinary qualifications, but it was not Wan Kun who teaches him. Otherwise, his strength can be improved a little further. It's not that Hao Yuanzi misleads his children, but that Hao Yuanzi is far inferior to Wan Kun's cultivation, years of precipitation, vision and experience.

Luo Yuan didn't walk fast, but every time he took a step, his aura would condense, and he felt like he was dominating the world. After a moment, Luo Yuan had already penetrated three hundred miles deep into Xue'an Mountain, but there were few monsters. Occasionally, there were one or two people who were ignorant of life and death, and they ran out from the depths, including wild fowls like cows, and fat lilies with wings like snakes. They had different talents, either extremely brute force, or were good at controlling fire. Only when they were waiting for them in front of Luo Yuan, the only one who was waiting for them was death.

Liuyun's blue-bottomed robe, carrying a long sword of spirit-killing, and a storage bag on his waist was tightly attached. He was walking on the flat ground in the Xue'an Mountain, killing countless creatures. However, until now, Luo Yuan was still spotless and strolling in the courtyard, and he was waiting. He didn't believe that the heavenly beasts deep in Xue'an Mountain did not know his arrival, and he didn't believe that the heavenly beasts would let him kill all directions without any hesitation. He was waiting, the heavenly beast rushed out, surrounded him, and wanted to kill him.
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