Resurrection of spiritual energy, starting a hundred times the physical potential

Chapter 887 The Mysterious Man
Jiang Xiaolong was greatly puzzled in his heart, his suzerainty was killed, this elder actually did not want to take revenge, but instead said such a headless and brainless word, it seems that they all know something, and for what reason they can’t tell each other.
Elder Zi Lei Sect slowly picked up Lei Qun’s corpse, raised his head to look at Leng Xian, and whispered, “Cold Valley Lord, I’m sorry.”
Leng Xian was confused, “What kind of statement is this?” ”
Just at this moment, a cold voice came from behind Jiang Xiaolong, although this voice did not sound old, the true qi contained in it was extremely terrifying, making Jiang Xiaolong shiver.
“Don’t ask him, he doesn’t dare say.”
Jiang Xiaolong turned his head to look at it, only to see a figure with a long body, wrapped in a long black robe from beginning to end, and even his face was wearing a dark mask, but a small golden dragon was engraved on the mask.
“Where does this dragon pattern seem to be seen…” Jiang Xiaolong pondered for a moment and suddenly looked up.
Yes, it was the dragon pattern on the purple spirit coat, but although this dragon pattern was extremely similar, it seemed to be different.
“Who are you?” Leng Xian shouted loudly and pointed at the man and asked.
The man ignored it, but just laughed to himself.
Only in the middle of the night did he burst out, “Who I am, you don’t deserve to know.”
“What!” The three elders jumped up together and were about to strike the man in the chest.
“Don’t!” The Purple Thunder Sect Elder shouted loudly in the back, but it was already too late.
With a flick of the right hand of the man in black, a stream of pure and innocent qi with black mist came out, but there was no power to speak of, but as soon as the fog left his hand, it turned into an overwhelming black wind, and the roar came towards him.
Before the three elders could react, they were struck by this terrible true qi and flew out tens of meters away and crashed into the eaves of the roof, and they fell down again, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and wailing incessantly.
This blow can be described as destroying the decay, leaving everyone in the same place and not daring to move. “Don’t judge yourself.” The Man in Black snorted coldly.
Jiang Xiaolong felt that the power of this blow seemed to be much weaker than that of the Purple Spirit, but at least it was at the level of the Battle Sect.
So he clenched his fists and arched his hands, “Dare to ask if your excellency is from the Shadow Hall.”
“The Hall of Shadows…” The Man in Black sneered, “Can the Hall of Shadows be compared to me?”
Leng Xian took a step forward, bowed his head, and said, “Have you offended your excellency in the next step?”
“I said, you don’t deserve it yet.”
Leng Xian’s face turned grim, “Then Your Excellency…”
“Just complete some tasks, although the completion is not complete, but you can go back to the errands.” The Man in Black said coldly.
After saying that, a fierce wind was set off, and when it was calm, it was gone, leaving only two deep footprints on the ground.
“Bang!”
Jiang Xiaolong hurriedly looked behind him, only to see that the Purple Thunder Sect Elder who was holding Lei Qun’s body had already fallen to the ground, and did not make any sound before he died, which showed the frightening strength of this black-clad man.
Leng Xian hurried over, reached out his hand, and then shook his head at Jiang Xiaolong with a cold face.
There were only a dozen of the remaining disciples of the Purple Thunder Sect, and seeing that Leng Xian did not speak, he hurriedly picked up the two corpses and fled from this purgatory-like Feixue Valley on earth.
“Who the hell is this man?” Jiang Xiaolong and Leng Xian glanced at each other, and they both fell into contemplation.
……
In the night sky of the Flying Snow Valley, a black figure crossed the body, the figure was extremely fast, and the snow everywhere it passed was lifted by the wind, and not long after, it was covered by the snowflakes that flew across the sky.
This is the mysterious man in black just now.
The corner of the man in black turned up slightly, and he said to himself, “Finally, I can go back to my errands.”
Then he smiled evilly, “That little boy is very interesting, I don’t know which young master it is, but I even know the Shadow Hall… I have to go back to the Commander as soon as possible and investigate the background of this boy. ”
“Whoosh!”
The speed of the Man in Black suddenly soared, and in an instant, he disappeared into the endless night sky.
The next day, the sun penetrated the clouds in the sky, gradually dispelling the darkness of the whole night, and the drifting snow in the Flying Snow Valley also stopped.
Just a faint blood stain on the ground still announced the fierceness of last night’s battle.
Leng Xian was injured internally, but he was also half recovered, standing at the highest point of the Feixue Valley at this time, silently looking at the disciples who were sweeping below.
“Three…” Ling Xian sighed sadly.
The three elders were all damaged by Dan Tian and their abilities were exhausted, but the mysterious man in black only swept away.
Leng Haoyang had been fighting with the Purple Thunder Sect disciples, and only suffered some skin trauma.
And Jiang Xiaolong used the Four Dawns Sacred Flame Transformation last night, at this time the True Qi had been sealed, but his spirit was not bad, standing in the courtyard thinking about something.
“Purple Spirit and I have been together for such a long time, and they have never used their full strength…” Jiang Xiaolong couldn’t help but sigh at how huge the gap between himself and these Zhan Sect Zhan Zun was.
However, this did not hit Jiang Xiaolong, but on the contrary, it further aroused Jiang Xiaolong’s fighting spirit.
“Who the hell is the Man in Black and where did he come from?” Jiang Xiaolong was still thinking.