Supreme Dragon Soul.

Chapter 95 If I don’t die, you will live to the end!

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the five warships were like giant beasts soaring in the clouds. Every time the ship's wings flapped, they flew several miles away!
Luo Cheng stood on the deck, looking at the rapidly shrinking Qingyun Island in the distance, feeling filled with emotion.

In just one day, too many things happened...

The deck was crowded with people, but there was no one around Luo Cheng.

Everyone looked at Luo Cheng with surprise and whispered.

Now everyone knows that during this Qingyun trial, someone offered a reward for Luo Cheng's head in exchange for promotion to the outer sect.

Before Luo Cheng returned to the ship, most people thought he had died on Qingyun Island.

As a result, Luo Cheng came back!
Still unscathed!
This result is really unexpected.

Luo Cheng couldn't help curling his lips as he listened to everyone's discussion.

If these people knew that he killed three top ten championship seed players, I don't know what their expressions would be!

At this time.

"Luo Cheng!"

One person squeezed into the crowd and walked straight over.

Luo Cheng saw it was Xue Hen and smiled: "So you are also on the No. [-] ship."

Xue Hen nodded and said: "When Gu Lingfeng and Yuan Zhilan rushed down the mountain, it was so chaotic that many people were killed or injured. I never saw you, so I thought you..."

After a pause, Xue Hen smiled and said, "As long as you're fine."

Luo Cheng smiled faintly. It seemed that what happened at Pianfeng Peak had not spread yet.

It's no wonder that both Gu Lingfeng and Yuan Zhilan were the most influential figures in this Qingyun Trial, and both of them also picked the Yuanling Fruit.

Everyone's attention was on the two of them, who would care about a nobody like him.

"Luo Cheng, I just heard some news about you!"

Xue Hen suddenly said mysteriously.

"Oh? What?"

"The battle between Yun Mengli and Yuan Qingying has already concluded!"

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Who won?"

"Senior Sister Yun Mengli! Now she has been promoted to a true disciple!"

Thinking of this, Xue Hen's eyes were extremely envious: "My true disciple, you can be said to be a figure standing in the clouds, with the power of life and death! Stamp your feet, and the entire Dai Yue Dynasty will be shaken! It's unimaginable!"

"I heard that Yun Mengli is only seventeen or eighteen years old, only two or three years older than me. Now she is a true disciple, but I am still working hard to be promoted to the outer sect. There is really no comparison between people..."

With a sigh, Xue Hen said to Luo Cheng: "I heard that you were recommended by Yun Mengli to join the sect. Now that Yun Mengli has been promoted to the true successor, your status will definitely rise! With such a big backer, let alone the outer sect, you have to Entering the inner door is also a piece of cake!”

"Haha, without strength, even if you become a true disciple, you will only become a laughing stock."

Luo Cheng shook his head and looked at the churning sea of ​​clouds: "Besides, Yun Mengli and I have only met a few times."

What Luo Cheng said is true.

In the final analysis, he and Yun Mengli just met by chance.

Now that the other party is considered a true disciple, it is not certain whether he still remembers him.

Of course, that doesn't matter either.

Luo Cheng never thought about relying on others.

"That's right, one's own strength is everything."

Xue Hen thought about almost dying on Qingyun Island, and nodded with deep approval.

"There's still a little time left before returning to the sect. I'll practice for a while."

Luo Cheng sat down cross-legged.

This day and night, almost all of it was fighting, and there was not enough time to digest and understand many things.

Luo Cheng wanted to digest these experiences while his memory was clear, especially the sword that severely damaged the black-scaled python at the top of Piafeng Peak!
If he could reproduce that sword, his strength would surely rise to a new level!
Closing his eyes slightly, Luo Cheng recalled every detail of the previous battle, not sparing any detail.

Time passed little by little.

As Luo Cheng recalled and pondered over and over again, a mysterious and mysterious feeling came to his heart.

hum!
Suddenly, the vortex of vitality flowing calmly in Luo Cheng's dantian shook slightly, and a wisp of vitality escaped from it.

At the same time, Luo Cheng's fingertips burst out with a touch of finger energy!

The finger power disappeared in a flash, leaving only faint ripples in the air.

"What's going on?" Xue Hen, standing next to Luo Cheng, shrank his neck.

For a moment just now, he felt a terrifying edge that made his whole body shiver!

"what!"

At the bow of the ship, a female elder in a green skirt looked at Luo Cheng with her beautiful eyes and said strangely:

"Gao Xiang, do you feel it?"

The middle-aged man known as Gao Xiang asked: "What?"

The woman in the green skirt frowned slightly and said, "I seemed to feel that there was vitality flowing in Luo Cheng just now."

Hearing this, Gao Xiang smiled: "Qin Mei, why are you talking in your sleep in broad daylight?"

Qin Mei glanced at Luo Cheng, curled her red lips, and said with a smile, "It must be my imagination."

As we all know, only warriors from the third realm of Tongxuan can circulate their vitality after opening the palace of vitality and condensing the dantian of the palace of vitality!

Luo Cheng is still just a warrior in the Mortal Realm.

Shaking her head, Qin Mei put aside the messy thoughts in her mind and stopped paying attention to Luo Cheng.

On the other side of the warship.

Luo Cheng opened his eyes, his eyes shining with light.

"Not bad! I've found some feeling!"

Through repeated memories and speculations, Luo Cheng finally had some idea of ​​how to perform the three movements of Tianyue, and even aroused the vitality in the vortex of vitality!
Luo Cheng is confident that it won't take long for him to truly master the three styles of Tianyun!

"A warrior in the Mortal Realm can emit sword energy and fist power! Haha, just thinking about it makes people excited!"

Luo Cheng was full of enthusiasm.

As long as he can truly master the three styles of Tianyun, he will no longer be invincible under the three realms of Tongxuan!
It was nearing noon.

Five warships emerged from the clouds and began to land.

Soon, the fairyland-like mountains and rivers of Xuanyuan Sect gradually became clear.

Luo Cheng saw the White Jade Square when he set off.

At this moment, people gathered around the square.

There were many handyman disciples, outer disciples, and some elders who were watching the fun.

"Lin Hankong!"

From a high position, Luo Cheng spotted Lin Hankong in the crowd at a glance, his pupils shrunk and full of killing intent.

If he hadn't been extremely powerful this time, he would have fallen into Lin Hankong's trick and wouldn't be able to leave Qingyun Island!
"I'm afraid you can't imagine that I can come back alive! Since I'm not dead, then you will live to the end!"

Luo Cheng sneered and looked at Lin Hankong with eyes like gods.

"Hey! That person seems to be Luo Cheng!"

An outer disciple beside Lin Hankong noticed Luo Cheng.

"Are you kidding? How can that guy still be alive..."

Lin Hankong, who was chatting and laughing, thought the other party was joking with him, shook his head, followed his gaze, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Impossible! How could he still be alive!"

Seeing Luo Cheng, Lin Hankong's face suddenly turned livid, and his facial features were a little distorted.

He never expected that Luo Cheng could come back alive!

Boom!

In front of everyone's attention, five warships landed in the square, and each warship lowered its gangway.

Below the gangway, the elders have already set up stone tables and chairs, as well as a jade book for recording achievements.

After participating in the competition, students need to hand over their identity tokens and register their results after getting off the ramp.

The names and results of the top one hundred disciples will automatically appear on the bulletin board in Baiyu Square!
Everyone began to get off the boat one by one.

"Oh my God! Senior Brother Cao Rui actually got 750 points! Doesn't this mean he has to hunt five to six hundred two-star monsters!! It's too scary!"

In the direction of the No. [-] warship, as a tall young man registered his results, there was an exclamation all around.

Everyone's scores are generally between [-] and [-] percent, and very few people score more than [-] percent.

One thousand,750 points is already outstanding.

(End of this chapter)