Monk Gu and Qiyun had no intention of chasing and killing, so they just watched them use their secret techniques to escape.

"Unexpectedly, the predecessors of the Heavenly Dome did not hesitate to sacrifice the Heavenly Pole Ring. After the monk surnamed Gu fell again, Qiyun said with emotion.

"Yes, the cultivation of Uncle Tianqiong of this sect has stayed in the early stage of transforming into a god for a long time, and the senior of Ling Shi Wen is about to ascend to the spirit realm. In this way, Uncle Shi is even more eager to make a breakthrough in cultivation. Brother Gu nodded and replied.

Qiyun took out the jade box containing the fire essence jujube, gave it to Monk Gu, and said, "Then I wish the Heavenly Dome senior an early and mid-stage advancement!"

Brother Gu took the jade box and opened it to check it, and after confirming that it was correct, it was properly put away. Then he looked at Qiyun and Ye Xiaochai, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your help this time." ”

Next, Brother Gu didn't plan to go with Qiyun, and chose to go back and wait for the Dao Hall to open.

So, they parted here, and Qiyun took Ye Xiaochai and continued to go to other places.

As for the three of the old demon white-clothed demon cultivator and Yan Niang, they were seriously injured by the Heavenly Pole Ring, I am afraid that they will have to avoid it for a while, and it will not be good if they run into the Holy Heaven Cultivator.

Ye Xiaochai asked Qiyun where he wanted to go next, and Qiyun said that he was going to a place where a sword was sealed, and he was not interested in other treasures, but he liked the sword more, and he would not miss the spirit sword handed down from the spirit world.

A month later, Qiyun took Ye Xiaochai and galloped over the mountain.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the chant of the earth-shaking dragon from one side, and in the light, both of them heard this sound, and immediately paused, raising their eyes and looking into the distance.

"Is there a real dragon ahead?" Ye Xiaochai asked in surprise.

Qiyun shook his head and replied, "No, it should be a Divine Dragon Daoist in front." ”

"Shenlong is a real person!" Ye Xiaochai said with a frown.

"Well, let's take a look. Qiyun nodded in response, and then fled, flying away in the direction of the dragon groan.

Shenlong Zhenren is a body of scattered cultivation, and he is also recognized as the first person in the Yuan Infant Stage in the Holy Heaven Continent. When Ye Xiaochai saw him, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, because when he took Yan'er to Jinyan City, in the face of the interrogation of Master Yuyan, he claimed to be the apprentice of Shenlong Zhenren, who was originally just talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that there was really such a person, and it was so powerful.

After flying for about a quarter of an hour, I saw a hundred-zhang yellow dragon appear in front of me, standing upright in mid-air, and a dragon chant came out of its mouth, and the dragon real person stood majestically above the dragon's head.

In front of the Yellow Dragon, a black-robed demon cultivator stood in the void, this person's face looked extremely young, his long hair was fluttering, and he was proud of the hundred-zhang Yellow Dragon in front of him, he was actually the number one sword venerable in the Demon Heaven Continent, and Qiyun's junior disciple was extraordinary!

These two people don't know what the conflict is, but they will compete in this place.

Ming Bufan turned his head slightly, glanced at Qiyun, and then turned his gaze back to staring cautiously at Huanglong not far ahead.

Shenlong Zhenren naturally also found out about the arrival of Qiyun, he also knew a little about the extraordinary experience, and knew that the other party was in the same vein as Qiyun, in order to compete for a superiority, and went against the grain to judge the Holy Heaven, with the Demon Sword Cultivation as a higher level, and enjoyed the honor of the Demon Sword Venerable in the Demon Heaven, and since then he has surpassed Qiyun as the goal.

Ming Bufan raised his right hand, the magic light in his palm shone, and then with a grip of his five fingers, the magic light instantly dissipated, revealing a pitch-black three-foot long sword.

Seeing that he was holding a long sword in his hand, he swung a sword horizontally forward, opened up a black magic arc, and slashed towards the yellow dragon. Immediately, he raised it left and right, pinched out a sword finger, and pointed at the Shenlong Zhenren above the dragon's head, and saw a little black light flashing at the fingertips, and a thin black silk thread shot out, the speed was many times faster than the black magic arc, and it was actually a magical power that turned the sword into silk.

What a character Shenlong Zhenren is, his eyes flashed, and he naturally saw the attacking sword wire, and saw that he raised his hand and stretched out an index finger and waved it forward, and a small yellow light greeted the attacking sword wire, the two seemed to be light but under the attack, there was a loud bang, forming a large flow of spiritual energy, which shows that the power of the two is not small.

Baizhang Huanglong's mouth continued to groan, his body shook, and a divine dragon swung its tail, smashing the black magic arc.

Ming Bufan threw the black sword in his hand with his backhand, and then changed the magic technique with both hands one after another, and a large amount of demonic qi poured out of his body, instantly covering his entire person.

In the next moment, the sword roared continuously in the demonic qi, and one after another jet-black sword rays flew out, flying towards the Yellow Dragon, and the sound of breaking the sky was loud, and the visual inspection was no less than a thousand paths.

Shenlong Zhenren saw so many swords and fish attacking, his face was still calm and unchanged, but the dragon head under his feet opened his mouth, and a dragon chant several times higher than before came out. In an instant, covering all the sword rays, the thousands of sword rays were twisted, and the speed of the sword became sluggish in an instant, and it was impossible to shape it at all, and then many sword rays collapsed one after another.

Ye Xiaochai turned his head slightly and glanced at Qiyun, seeing that he didn't mean to help, he turned around and continued to look at the battle group.

At this time, in the midst of the demonic qi, a black sword light rose into the sky, a hundred zhang high, and slashed forward violently.

Shenlong Zhenren's face froze, he didn't dare to underestimate this Baizhang sword, and as soon as he stepped on the dragon's head on his toes, the yellow dragon's aura flashed under his feet, and his Baizhang body immediately turned small, and it turned into a three-foot-long, yellow-light dragon head scepter.

As soon as the Shenlong real person method was pinched, the dragon's head scepter immediately met the Baizhang sword.

There was a loud "boom", and the aura and demonic qi shook in all directions, and the Baizhang sword immediately collapsed, turning into a pitch-black long sword.

Both flew back upside down, and the demonic energy around Mortal was gone, and the pitch-black sword hovered around him, and then hovered above his head.

The dragon's head scepter also flew back to the dragon's side, turning into a small dragon with a thick bowl, coiling around its master with great agility, and a pair of dragons staring at the front.

Ming Bufan opened his palm, raised his hand and flicked it in front of him, and saw a burst of black light shining in front of him, revealing a wooden box, which was three feet long and one foot wide.

Just when Ming Bufan took out the wooden box, Ye Xiaochai obviously noticed that the expression of Qiyun beside him changed slightly, and he was not very curious about the things in the box, and there was some expectation in his heart.

Shenlong Zhenren also sensed the aura of danger, and his face became solemn.

Fate Bufan pinched the magic with both hands, just when the wooden box was in full bloom, he stopped the magic in his hand again, looked down at his chest, and after a while, he raised his head again, backhanded the wooden box behind his back, and then turned around, and walked away without saying a word.

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