Gou Yong still flew towards Xiaochen, there was no movement in Fengtian Pavilion, the big people in this place seemed to acquiesce in this matter, Ling Ziling frowned, this obviously shouldn't be, the order of the sect had already reached the ears of the disciples through the peaks many years ago. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiaochen was definitely a man of the hour in Xuanqing Mountain in the past, and his reputation was very great, and the content of the decree was that although Xiaochen was named a defector disciple, Xuanqing Mountain did not have to be targeted, and now Gou Yong made it clear that the rules of the Heavenly Pavilion were bad, Xiaochen added spiritual power before, and it was impossible for the person in charge not to hear it, and the lack of reaction could only mean that they acquiesced to Gou Yong's behavior.

Ling Ziling sighed, he wasn't worried about Xiaochen, even if she hadn't seen her for a long time, she didn't know how Xiaochen had grown, but she had absolute confidence in Xiaochen, Gou Yong didn't step into the Xuan Realm, Xiaochen wouldn't lose.

She sighed, but it was for Xuanqing Mountain, she knew the Qing Ming Pearl, she knew the cold, so she knew the future that many people didn't know, Xiaochen became the main owner of the Qing Ming Pearl, as long as it didn't fall, the people of Xuan Qing Mountain would inevitably regret what happened today.

Xiaochen shook his head and smiled bitterly, he had already spoken, but no response was the best response, "Today's Fengtian Pavilion rules are not protected, and you can't let anyone slaughter you below, fellow Daoists testify." ”

Xiaochen spoke in a deep voice, and after turning around, his momentum skyrocketed, his long hair stood upside down, his clothes were windless, and a golden-red halo faintly revealed on his right arm.

"Impermanence is black, and the spit beads are always resistant. ”

Xiaochen's Taiji Xuanzhu roared, and the power of the black sun quickly covered his right hand, coupled with the power of the Blazing God Gold that he could exert, this blow reached the strongest of Xiaochen's current combat power except for the shocking stick.

In the face of Xiaochen's momentum, Gou Yong was not to be outdone, and cast a celestial god form in the air, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he left Xuanqing Mountain, left Shenzong, and became a loose cultivator Xiaochen, who could beat him once, twice, and the third time, he just wanted to crush him with his own hands.

A figurative figure conjured around Gou Yong's body, Gou Yong stepped on it from top to bottom, raised his leg and stepped on it, and the celestial god figure raised his elephant's foot and stepped on it together, which was also his strongest blow now.

"Give me death!"

Xiaochen rarely gets angry, and in the face of such a hook, he chooses to be angry.

A fist magnified countless times, and the black light lingered around the golden red color and blasted towards the sky, and Xiaochen was determined to explode Gou Yong with one punch.

A huge elephant foot fell from the sky, the momentum is breathtaking, there is the power of the collapse of the heavens and the earth, it is just like the power of the heavens has come, and a huge fist on the ground is gorgeous, the two are about to collide violently, who wins and who loses is not easy to say, but the result of the collision is bound to be shocking.

"Noisy and noisy, what kind of system. "Just as the elephant's foot and the huge fist were about to collide, a middle-aged woman appeared in the middle.

She held a handful of dust in her hand, and after she appeared, she just shook it slightly, the elephant foot collapsed, the giant fist disappeared, and there was no trace left in the air.

Xiaochen was shocked in his heart, he knew very well how fierce the attack power of his previous blow was, if he changed to an ordinary fetus and became a monk, most of them would be able to follow, he could also see that Gou Yong's magical power should not be underestimated, and the person who came to dissolve the attack of the two of them so lightly, then her cultivation was much higher than herself.

This woman is one of the people in charge of Fengtian Pavilion, and she usually doesn't show it, but she appears here at this moment, and Xiaochen quickly knows the answer.

This woman's cultivation is very high, so high that she can already see the result of the battle between Xiaochen and Gou Yong, Xiaochen is confident, even if Gou Yong's magical powers are amazing, he will definitely not be able to compete with himself. It is impossible for Xiaochen to shout before that the woman did not hear it, but chose to ignore it, and suddenly jumped out after the two of them started, clearly seeing that Gou Yong was invincible.

Xiaochen sneered in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, today's result is not bad, if he really kills Gou Yong here, then it will be a big trouble, and he still has something to do in the Divine City.

"Let's go. The woman looked at Xiaochen and didn't say anything, she didn't intend to embarrass Xiaochen, but just now Xiaochen guessed that Quanzhong, she was in the same vein as Gou Yong in Xuanqing Mountain, and she also saw that Gou Yong was invincible to Xiaochen, and she chose to make a move to maintain Xuanqing Mountain, their name.

Xiaochen hugged his fists, and Xiaochen never lost his respect for his predecessors, not only the people of Xuanqing Mountain, even if he was a casual cultivator, he would not lose his manners casually, as for the matter of hooking, he was not in a hurry in the future.

"Uncle Xuanling, goodbye. Xiaochen smiled at Ling Ziling, Ling Ziling looked bitter, there are seniors present here, she is not enough to do more for Xiaochen.

Ling Ziling smiled at Xiaochen, "Goodbye." ”

Ling Ziling's move was just a return of the favor for Xiaochen, and for the male monks present, they were only deeply fascinated, as well as envy and jealousy for Xiaochen, and for Xingwen and Kui Soul, all that was left was hatred, and they couldn't wait to swallow Xiaochen one bite at a time.

It's just that no matter what kind of gaze is behind him, it has nothing to do with Xiaochen, because he can't see it, he has already turned away.

The two met again, but there was still no opportunity and time to tell each other everything, all the things of the day, still could not be solved, although they looked at each other with a smile, the actual mustard was thick, deeper and deeper, maybe in the future when there is a time and opportunity, but it can not be solved.

"There is no Dao Fetus, I have also cultivated to the late stage of fetal formation, how should I go next?" Xiaochen walked not far outside the Divine City, where he could fully see the prosperity of the Divine City, and he could see the luxury of night as day.

Xiaochen has been different since the beginning of his cultivation, there is no Dao foundation when he builds the foundation, and there is no Dao foundation when he is born, but his cultivation is also improving, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

But he knew that it was because of the induction of qi and refining qi to build a foundation and a fetus, strictly speaking, it was just laying a foundation, just preparing for becoming a monk, and only those who condensed the primordial spirit and stepped into the Xuan Realm could be called a monk in the true sense.

And Xiaochen has no Dao Ji, no Dao Fetus, he doesn't know if he can condense the Yuan Shen, whether he can transform the power of divine thoughts into divine consciousness, the road he walks, no one is walking in front of him, and he can't even see if there is a road, everything has to be explored by himself.

"It seems that the Yuan Shen Realm is not so strong, why is that?" Xiaochen walked slowly, muttering to himself.

In the Tree Illusion Sea, Xiaochen fought with the Yuan Shen Monk, although he was not sure of victory, but he could also guarantee that he would retreat with his whole body, this problem had been bothering him for a long time.

Because of the cultivation all the way, everyone is saying that the Yuanshen Xuanjing is a watershed, and the monks in the Xuanjing are not much stronger than the monks who have not reached the Xuanjing, just like a fierce beast facing ants.

And Xiaochen didn't realize this feeling, even when he relied on the sword spirit and Mo Ying to face it head-on, he didn't feel crushed, but he didn't have the slightest hope of winning.

But this is obviously not right, compared to the legend, it is too bad, it is not a concept, there must be something in it that I don't know.

The more Xiaochen thinks about it, the more interested he is in the Yuanshen Xuanjing, and he can't wait to break through and feel it for himself now, but it is difficult to cultivate, many monks in the world can't step into the Yuanshen Xuanjing Realm in their lives, this is a realm that all monks in the world yearn for, and he is not the only one who wants to feel it.

"It turned out to be here. "Xiaochen is wandering around in the wilderness, just wanting to be quiet and quiet, waiting for the star stone to arrive, go to the auction to buy some things he needs, and then enter the Jade True Spirit Mountain, but there are always people who are unwilling to stop.

Two rays of light pierced the sky and landed not far from Xiaochen.

"I dare to offend the seven sons of the Tao, and you will definitely die today. Xiaochen recognized the person at a glance, it was two of the seven sons of Zhutao who went to Fengtian Pavilion during the day, it is not strange for Xiaochen to appear here, he has already learned the stinginess of the broken waves, and it is naturally not a good thing to mix with him.

If you can't feel it, it doesn't mean you can't see it, Xiaochen Xing's pupils moved, and he saw that he was cultivating, one was at the peak of the fetus, and the other was stronger, so he naturally stepped into the Yuanshen Xuan Realm, and in their eyes, what Xiaochen showed was just the mid-stage cultivation of the fetus.

A fetus is at its peak, a primordial god is in the Xuan Realm, and cleaning up a kid in the middle of the fetus is as simple as handing flowers.

Xiaochen doesn't like to fight, but this kind of battle that is clearly looking for faults, if he slips away, this time it will be simple, but there will be more troubles like this in the future, it is better to fight and stand up, so as not to be upset in the future.

The blue light flashed in his hand, Biliu appeared, when Xiaochen grabbed Biliu with his right hand, a strange feeling arose, this feeling would only appear after his right hand was refined into the Blazing God Gold, he didn't know why, but he felt that the sword was more flexible and powerful.

Since it's a good thing, it doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, since you have decided to fight, Xiaochen chose to strike first, and the shot is the fivefold Heavenly Sword, and all the offensives are going towards the fetal monk, he knows his strength, even if he can fight in the face of the Yuanshen monk, it will not end in a moment and a half, if there is interference next to him during the battle, then this battle will lose more and win less.

The Heavenly Sword is fivefold, Xiaochen has been practicing and using it for I don't know how many years, it is not too much to say that it is perfect, this is the basic sword technique of Xuanqing Mountain, he is always a little short of the last Dao sword, he just can't use it, this matter has been bothering Xiaochen.

"Senior brother, just leave this matter to me, turn the waves. ”

The fetal monk was shocked, but he didn't expect a mid-fetal monk to dare to make the first move in front of them, but after all, he was a disciple of Pengshan Pavilion and one of the seven sons of Stopping, so he quickly reacted and asked Ying to participate in the battle, and the trick was a spell.

Out of thin air, the waves of the river roared and slapped towards Xiaochen, this wave continued to roll in the air, no matter how high it rose, it had risen to more than ten zhang high before it flew to Xiaochen's side, and this kind of big wave was enough to drown the enemy.

Xiaochen's right hand flashed with white light, and it was the power of the white moon that wrapped the blue stream for battle, he raised his sword and stared at the big waves, waving the blue stream in his hand, and the power of the white moon led the soft and soft, easily cutting away the big waves.

"A refiner. The fetal monk was slightly stunned, he didn't know Xiaochen before, but at this moment he found out that Xiaochen's methods were exactly the same as those of the body refiner. (To be continued.) )