In the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

The little monk of Jin Yu was pursued by the seven-star flying sword array sacrificed by Blue Star Jun, and he used his Heavenly Eye Divine Power twice in a row to interfere with the opponent's spell casting, trying to resolve the flying sword crisis.

"The little monk Jin Yu's heavenly eyes seem to be stronger than before. Lan Xingjun, who had been tricked, said in his heart.

Taking advantage of the gap between Lan Xingjun's unstable mood, the golden jade monk cast the trajectory of the third golden eye reading flying sword array.

"I saw the trajectory of the third and fourth flying swords in the Flying Sword Array. The little monk of Jin Yu immediately aimed the Qiankun bowl in his hand at the location of the third and fourth flying swords.

The golden sun shines on the world, and the bowl is prosperous.

I saw a cluster of golden yang light erupt from the mouth of the Qiankun bowl, covering the surface of the third and fourth flying swords, and the powerful power of Dharma imprisonment instantly blessed it.

The third and fourth flying swords seemed to fly against a golden light shield, and they slowed down.

But at this time, even if the little monk of Jin Yu controlled the golden dragon and kept retreating, the remaining three flying swords were getting closer and closer to him.

"And three flying swords!" the resolute look in the eyes of the little monk did not diminish in the slightest.

Calm when in danger, at this point, the power of the Jin Yu monk's state of mind is undoubtedly powerful.

"Come to the little monk's bowl. The little monk of Jin Yu looked at him and said lightly.

A golden light flashed again on the third golden eye between the eyebrows of the little monk of golden jade.

"Tianmu - Reincarnation Illusion!"

In the golden light, there was a golden spirit fish jumping up and down, the fish leaping over the dragon gate turned into a behemoth golden dragon, and suddenly the golden dragon entered the water and turned into a small golden spirit fish.

The golden light of the reincarnation of the fish dragon was projected from the third golden eye of the golden jade monk, and it jumped in front of the opposite Blue Star Monarch like a teleportation.

Lan Xingjun, who was hit by the golden jade monk two times in succession, did not dodge or dodge, and seemed to have been prepared.

His eyes flickered, and a twinkling silver starlight appeared in his eyes, but it was also a magic technique.

But to Lan Xingjun's surprise, his Star Eye Technique failed to completely stop the golden light of the fish dragon reincarnation, and with a pop, it landed in his left eye.

The pupil of Lan Xingjun's left eye suddenly turned pale gold.

"Is there the power of the law in this heavenly eye? It is the law of reincarnation! Lan Xingjun couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

In Lan Xingjun's mind, a strange picture flashed back for a moment, déjà vu, but unfamiliar.

After all, Lan Xingjun has experienced a hundred battles and has a profound cultivation. With just one breath, he suppressed the power of this reincarnation illusion with his powerful star soul power, and the pupil of his left eye returned to a clear color.

But it was this breathing time that gave the little monk Jinyu another opportunity.

"I saw the trajectory of the fifth flying sword, but the trajectory of the sixth flying sword was only half seen. "The little monk of Jin Yu sacrificed three types of heavenly eyes in a row, which is also his limit.

The little monk of Jin Yu aimed the Qiankun bowl held high in his hand at the fifth and sixth flying swords, and another cluster of golden light shot out.

The fifth flying sword was slower, and the sixth was only slightly slower.

Brush!

The sixth flying sword dragged out a starlight tail, and a sword qi slashed through the void, and it arrived in front of the golden jade monk.

In a hurry, the little monk of Jin Yu raised his right foot and threw it out, and exclaimed in his mouth: "The big day is coming!"

But where there was a big day, an ordinary monk's shoe on his right foot flew out.

But the power of this foot is also blessed with a lot of golden light.

Flying shoes shine gold!

While!

A crunch!

The monk's shoes accurately slammed into the side of the sixth flying sword, and the trajectory of the sixth flying sword was deflected, and the little monk took the opportunity to dodge.

At this moment, the calm little monk was already in a cold sweat on his back.

Because just after the sixth flying sword, the seventh flying sword that formed the flying sword array had already arrived at the close reach of the golden jade monk, and he didn't even have a chance to touch it with the bowl in his hand.

The golden jade monk's eyes flickered, and the surface of the third golden eye between his eyebrows flashed with golden light.

"Ruthless——。 "In a hurry,

The little monk bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Dharma—spray it!"

This style is a move that the little monk Jinyu has never used, and it is really not a move, and he temporarily added a name that he thinks is loud.

Suddenly, the line of essence blood turned out to be pale gold, and there were golden light particles rolling on the surface.

Like a sword!

Not a sword!

But there is a sword intent!

Sword of Soul Blood!

When—

A sonorous sound came out, and the sparks shot out!

The seventh flying sword was intercepted at a distance from the neck of the little monk of Jinyu, and the sword momentum was abrupt.

The little monk of Jin Yu did not pause at all, and took the opportunity to control the golden dragon under his feet to retreat backwards quickly, and at the same time held the Qiankun bowl in front of his chest.

At this moment, Lan Xingjun on the opposite side made a one-handed move.

The seven flying swords turned around like obedient seven spirit pets, hanging above his head.

"Hey!"

The seven flying swords were then merged into one, turning into a seven-star sword and entering the hands of Blue Star Jun.

Lan Xingjun glanced at the seven-star sword in his hand, and a pale golden blood stain on the surface of the seven-star sword gradually evaporated.

There was a hint of joy on his face, and he was calm again.

Lan Xingjun thought in his heart: "It's the soul blood of the little monk Jinyu, the pale golden soul blood, and it is really the real Buddha's bloodline, which is exactly what is necessary in the next palace realm trial......"

Lan Xingjun's big sleeves rolled, and the seven-star sword turned into a ray of starlight and disappeared into his big sleeves.

Standing with his hands in his hands, the Confucian sword hides the edge, showing his virtue.

When—

The sound of the bell sounded, and the timer in the incense burner burned out, and the challenge ended.

At this moment, the little monk Jin Yu stood on the martial arts stage, panting with a sigh of breath in his mouth, and his body seemed to have reached the limit.

He wiped his lips with his hand, and there was a slight pain on the tip of his tongue, and his heart palpitated, but he joked: "Isn't this Lord Lan Xingjun afraid that he cut off one of the little monk's bald heads with a sword just now? ”

As a monk, the little monk is dedicated.

As a layman, it is his freedom to eat chicken.

The little monk Jin Yu looked back and forth, and with one move, he picked up the monk shoe he had just thrown off. Then he put the shoes back on his feet, moved a little, and said indifferently: "Comfortable." ”

Jin Yu Monk knew very well in his heart that the battle between him and Lan Xingjun just now was just Lan Xingjun deliberately forcing him to his limit. If he really kills him, I'm afraid he has already been reincarnated at this moment.

Lan Xingjun took the initiative to come to the little monk of Jinyu, looked the little monk of Jinyu up and down carefully, and then said, "Holy son of Jinyu, it's okay." ”

"Thanks to the mercy of Lord Lan Xingjun's subordinates, one of the little monk's bald heads is still on his neck. The little monk said and touched his bald head with his hand.

"Hahaha. Lan Xingjun laughed heartily.

This is the first time that Lan Xingjun has shown a smile since the Yudaomen held the Scholarly Sect Conference.

......

The spectator seats in the square have long been lively.

"It's incredible! The Golden Jade Saint Son actually dismantled Lord Blue Star's Seven Flying Sword Array. ”

"Lord Blue Star-kun is a big man who has no opponent in five hundred years. ”

"It's a fantastic duel, the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion, remember. ”

"The Golden Jade Saint Son is worthy of being the number one young genius in the Northern Regions, and he really did it. ”

"Genius? What are you kidding? Don't you see the third golden eye between his eyebrows, he is a natural god-man. ”

"The move of the Golden Jade Saint Son throwing out a shoe at the end can be called a flying immortal outside the sky. Wonderful!"

"The moment of spitting golden light is the key to the final success, a shocking squirt!"

"Take my knees. In the audience, there were people who worshiped seriously.

At this moment, Xu Yang's palms were already sweating, and when he heard the bell at the end of the competition, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Congratulations to Jinyu friend, it's really not easy."

”

The dark scales squatting on Xu Yang's shoulders waved a pair of dragon claws of his own, and said, "Next time you have a chance, you must have a good fight with the little monk Jinyu." ”

Guigu Zhan, who was beside Xu Yang, didn't speak, took out his hands that were held in front of his chest, and applauded loudly. The white bone skeleton man lying behind him also learned to applaud, and the two bone claws clicked on the ground, and the spark struck.

Zhan Yunfei was surprised: "As far as I know, the Blue Star Monarch Great Elder's Seven-Star Flying Sword has never missed. This time, I don't know if it was the Great Elder of the Blue Star Monarch who left a sense of proportion, or the ability of the Golden Jade Holy Son. Jin Yu Holy Son, I have to make Zhan Yunfei admire. ”

Liu Haiyu nodded and praised: "The Golden Jade Saint Son is worthy of the target that I Liu Haiyu wants to chase after, and if he can hold on to the top figure of the Feather Dao Sect, Lord Blue Star Jun, maybe only he can do it." ”

......

At this point, the Qingyun Pavilion challenge is completely over.

The eight-storey Qingyun Pavilion still stands halfway up the mountain, and the higher above it is Qingyun.

Stepping on the Qingyun Pavilion, you know that the Qingyun is high.

On the square in front of Qingyun Pavilion, the deacon of Yudaomen, who was in charge of affairs, stood on a high platform and solemnly announced: "This Qingyun Pavilion Challenge has ended perfectly. There are eight people who have passed the Qingyun Pavilion challenge this time. They are Xu Yang and Guigu Chan of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, Zhan Yunfei and Yaojun of the Yu Dao Gate, Liu Haiyu and Qi Yu of the Qinglian Dojo, and the Golden Jade Holy Son and Murong Yu of the Golden Buddha Temple. At the same time, the above eight people also obtained the qualification to participate in the final link of the Scholarly Gate, the palace realm space trial. ”

In the square, the crowd cheered, unwilling to disperse for a long time.

Subsequently, the deacon of the Yudaomen announced a rule that disappointed the audience.

The palace realm space trial of the scholarly sect cannot be seen with the psychic stone mirror, and the information will not be disclosed to the public.

And the palace realm trial, which is the highlight of this scholarly gate conference, will be held in ten days.

After that, the eight young heroes who had obtained the qualification for the palace realm trial, including Xu Yang, all returned to their respective residences to rest.

Inside Xu Yang's room.

Xu Yang took out the red sandalwood box that was given to him by Qiong Huajun, the peak master of White Feather Peak, in the seventh layer challenge of Qingyun Pavilion before.

"I don't know what gift Lord Qionghuajun gave me. ”

Xu Yang carefully opened the red sandalwood box and found that it was a familiar folding fan inside.

Xu Yang gently took out the fan and looked at it in his hand, it was a "jade pendant sandalwood fan".

The fan bone of this fan is made of Lingshan thousand-year-old sandalwood, exuding a light and elegant fragrance, and a cloud-shaped white jade pendant is tied to a white silk rope below, which is as warm as a gentleman. The jade pendant is clearly engraved with the word "Qingyun".

"This?" Xu Yang rummaged through his storage bag and found two identical fans.

Three jade pendant sandalwood fans, one of them is from the butterfly girl encountered in the Qinghuo Demon Domain, the second is from the Beiting Hua Venerable from the Qinglian Dojo, and the third is from Qiong Huajun, the peak master of the White Feather Peak of the Feather Dao Gate.

Seeing that the word "Qingyun" was engraved on the jade pendants under the three fans, Xu Yang understood everything.

Most of these three women were confidantes of Lu Qingyun's predecessors. Xu Yang shook his head slightly, "I didn't expect that Lu Qingyun, who was standing at the top of the cultivation of the Middle Yuan Realm in the legend, was still such a romantic figure. ”

After that, Xu Yang carefully put away the three sandalwood fans and rested with peace of mind.

......

Another day passed, and the eight people who had obtained the qualification for the palace realm trial received a notice from the Yudaomen at the same time. Great Elder Lan Xingjun is invited, it is about the trial of the palace realm space.

Feather Gate, Blue Feather Peak.

Blue Feather Peak, as the head of the seven spiritual peaks of the Feather Dao Gate, is not the highest mountain, but it is the highest status.

Halfway up the Blue Feather Peak, there is a majestic Confucian hall.

The glorious sun sprinkled down, and on the plaque at the entrance of the main hall, the three big characters of the Blue Feather Courtyard were even more brilliant.

In the center of the main hall, there was an old man wearing a star-blue robe. The old man has a childish face, a silver hair that is not messy, two long eyebrows hanging slightly, and his eyes are like electricity.

It was the Great Elder of the Feather Dao Gate Blue Feather Peak, Blue Star Jun.

His Royal Highness, Xu Yang, Jinyu Monk and other eight people were given to sit down.