In the Red Mountain Dormitory, there are a huge number of formations, maze arrays, killing arrays, phantom arrays, a little careless, stepping into it, the light ones are trapped, and the heavy ones die of hatred.

If it weren't for the talent and bloodline of the Qilin clan, Jiang Lin wouldn't dare to trespass on this place easily.

Even with the brocade given by the old man of Badu, and many means, Jiang Lin broke through the formation and came to this dome hall, he also consumed a lot of effort and energy...... From a very long distance, he sensed a strong demonic aura, and the "White Lion" of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage was in the distance, on top of the altar, revealing half of the sword body.

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and felt a hint of unusualness, the talisman on the altar slowly turned into ashes, constantly flying and fluttering, surging in all directions, and immediately guessed what was happening...... Someone wanted to touch the altar and try to break the ban in the temple.

Sure enough, he saw the boy sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Ning Yi was facing the altar with his back to him at the moment, sitting on the ground, his robe was flying, there was no wind and automatic, the rain from the dome was smashing down, and the long light was falling, reflecting him like an immortal in the sky, his face was cold, and he had a three-point murderous aura.

Jiang Lin's face was gloomy, he walked out of the stone wall, and the golden-black secret text in his body emerged, crackling around him, and his breath continued to expand, this human Terran kid didn't know what means, he could avoid the many prohibitions of this hall along the way, and now that he came here, the peripheral talismans of the altar had all turned into ashes, maybe he came later, and the "white lion" was really going to fall into the hands of the Great Sui World!

He was unaware of any other anomalies.

The ancient sword of sin pulling out had been included in the White Bone Plain by Ning Yi, and it was not perceived by this big demon, and in the soft light hanging on the dome, there was not even a trace of sword qi left, and it was completely collected by Ning Yi and swallowed cleanly.

Jiang Lin took a closer look and found that Ning Yi was holding three or four crumbs of round demon beads in his hand, all of which had turned into flying ashes at this moment, this turned out to be the fetal beads of demon monarch-level cultivators in the demon clan, which contained a large amount of demon qi and starlight...... Is this to break the realm?

What is the origin of this Terran kid, such a humble realm, when he breaks through the realm, he needs to swallow several Demon Monarch Fetal Beads?!

Jiang Lin grabbed the long knife, and after walking out of the corridor, he did not hesitate to cut it down.

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Cold sweat oozed from Ning Yi's back, but his complexion was still calm, and when he was in the epiphany of breaking through the realm, everything in the outside world seemed to be far away from him.

On the white bone bridge on the heart lake, there was a faint girl, with her hands stretched to her mouth, in the clouds and fog, calling her name loudly.

He was immersed in the wonderful feeling of starlight and demonic power blending and melting in his blood.

It's a very novel experience.

Some people are not allowed to practice for ten years, and there is no hope of breaking through the initial realm.

After ten years of practice, some people have never been able to survive for the rest of their lives.

One realm is one threshold, one realm is one heavy pass.

Ning Yi's skin, bones, and blood all became more tenacious and powerful under the flow of starlight, and the white bone plain tempered his body, turning pain into happiness, and in this short moment, Ning Yi's mind was like standing in a foggy world.

He stood at the head of the bridge, and behind him was the bridge that connected the clouds, and the girl was at the other end of the bridge, and could not cross, so she could only shout, but the voice of the shouting was very faint.

Ning Yi's long sleeves swept in the wind, and he sat at the head of the bridge, not looking back at the girl who called him, but squinting his eyes comfortably, enjoying the joy of breaking through the realm.

Incidentally, he waved his hand and motioned for the girl not to worry.

didn't know that there was already a fierce sword light above his head, rushing towards his face.

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Xu Qingyan's palms were already oozing with sweat, the young man's back clothes were also a little wet, and his back was very straight, so those clothes highlighted a general outline, and Ning Yi's cross-legged sitting posture was immovable, like a strong pine.

Part of her mind was also sunk in the bridge of clouds.

Calling with all my might, it was still useless.

Xu Qingyan knows that when a cultivator breaks through the realm, he needs a short period of time to stabilize his mind and consolidate the realm, otherwise there may be a fall in the realm, and some geniuses who are persistent in their minds, when they break through the realm, they will see what they want to see the most, so as to touch their own cultivation perception and fall into an epiphany, do not disturb and wake up at this moment, otherwise they will lose an opportunity.

If someone falls into an epiphany within the sect, then no one is allowed to disturb them, and any other thing may make this realization disappear in an instant.

Ning Yi ...... at this moment Did you fall into an epiphany?

Xu Qingyan didn't know.

She only knew that Ning Yi, who was originally at the head of the bridge, sat down slowly with her back to her, and she didn't know what she saw.

The young man, oblivious to all sounds, was not much different from the way he was sitting.

Then he raised his hand and waved.

The sword light tore through the wind and slashed in.

Ning Yi's action of raising his hand was relaxed and comfortable, but it seemed to be against the light of the knife, facing him head-on.

The big sleeve was blown away by the wind, and the hula spread out a restraint, and the long threads bound in the sleeve spread, and countless talismans flew in the wind, and the divinity of the sky lodged on the talismans.

The big red talisman has a sword aura written "kill"!

The pitch-black talisman, flowing with ink, is still a word in the book-

"Kill!"

The miserable white "Kill!"

The blue color of the robe of the Xiling Dao Sect "Kill!"

The pale yellow is like the robe of the East Tuling Mountain, which is soaked in the "kill!"

Dozens, hundreds, after waving their sleeves, they are swaying in the wind, a little divinity, and full of sword intent.

The entire dim dormitory brightened up in an instant.

The knife that came down from the wind, the fierce and majestic sword qi, encountered a more ruthless and unreasonable sword intent, but in an instant, it was torn apart.

Jiang Lin, who cut down the knife, his pupils contracted, and he swept back for the first time, retreating into the long corridor, countless talismans came with the wind, just like a sword fairy chasing and killing with a sword, every fluttering talisman is a sword qi, and every chilling killing word is an inevitable sword!

Jiang Lin has never seen such a means to portray the talisman against the enemy, and there is a lot of grabbing in this world, but the one who integrates the sword intent into the talisman is already a very rare one, and it is necessary to cultivate both the sword intent and the way of the talisman.

This human race kid used, this man-filled talisman, countless killing words, the sword intent of each word is different, it clearly does not belong to him, Jiang Lin can hardly imagine, what kind of sword cultivation is the formation master who portrayed the talisman, some people walk the world with a single sword, some people wear double swords, three swords are unheard of, how many swords is this man-sky rune?

He retreated into the corridor, let out a long roar, and after the Qilin Secret Technique was urged, the Hunting Water Long Knife was horizontal in front of him, and countless sword qi clanged and surged.

Every sword qi is extremely powerful.

Jiang Lin stepped on his feet, his face was ugly, and the constant impact of sword qi smashed him back and forth, stepping out of a narrow ravine in the dim corridor.

His expression was gloomy, and he stared at the fluttering talisman in the distance, as if he had seen an illusion.

Someone stepped on a long sword, and the sword qi behind him was like a tide.

Jiang Lin's pupils contracted, his face was a little dull, he couldn't believe it, it was actually a peerless female sword immortal?

Jiang Lin was a little stunned for a while.

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The young woman Sword Immortal, with an illusory body, was full of radiance, but her eyebrows and eyes were not open, her clothes were flying, and hundreds of flying swords followed behind her, accompanied by her raised hand, and pressed down in unison.

Hundreds of talismans shattered in unison.

Sword Qi tiles the corridor.

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Xu Qingyan, who was kneeling and clapping his palms, looked at the scene of the sudden explosion of the talisman in the sky.

Countless sword qi and sword light exploded from that corridor.

Streamers are splashed.

She seemed to understand what Ning Yi, who was sitting at the bridge, saw when she broke through the realm.

The clouds are swaying, and the heart lake is in the middle of it.

Ning Yi, who was sitting at the head of the bridge, narrowed his eyes.

The seventh realm has been broken, the heart lake has been opened, the wind and waves have passed, and the mighty long wind has set off.

A person held an oil-paper umbrella, stretched it above Ning Yi's head, and then sat down.

Beyond the Heart Lake.

Xu Qingyan could feel that the residual sword qi had not dispersed from the talisman, but flew softly, surrounding Ning Yi alone, affectionately like a cat, and finally dispersed with a sneer.

Ning Yi muttered softly and read two words.

"Girl. ”

This is the talisman that Pei Fu left for him to press the bottom of the box at the end.

The heart lake has an epiphany, and there is no room for distraction.

When the knife qi fell, she opened the oil-paper umbrella, blocked it for Ning Yi, and then sat down beside him.

Accompany you to see the end of the cloud bridge, the wind rises and falls.

Years of mountains and rivers.

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Tiandu City.

The Mansion of the Marquis of the Sword Line.

The two linen-robed Taoists guarding outside the mansion have not seen the male owner of this mansion for a long time, in fact, it is only more than a month, but after the spring flowers bloom, the hostess returned to the house, and it was abnormal.

The girl who has not been out for a long time in the past will open the door of the mansion every day.

The academy has been cleaned up, and no one has come to the front of the mansion to provoke and cause trouble.

The girl will hold the pot of evergreen every morning and bask in the sun for half an hour, in the afternoon and in the evening.

But not today.

The door is opened to wait for someone to come back.

There is no door open today.

Because the girl knows that Ning Yi will not come back today.

There was a boxy mahogany table in the room, and the table was full of formations, talismans, ancient books, and historical records, and there were many flying swords hanging above the room, each of which was in a different shape, and it was wiped very clean.

Pei Fuya, who was lying on the table, looked a little dazed, she hung her pen and wrote a line of words, crossed it out with a thick horizontal line, wrote it again, crossed it out again, and so on.

After a while, she put down her pen and ink, lay down on the table, closed her eyes, and her mind was restless.

During the time I lived in Tiandu, I never felt that I would miss it so much.

The reason why this is so is because even if you lock yourself in the house every day, you can see it as long as you open the door.

But now it's different, she pushed open the door and shouted Ning Yi's name, that person wouldn't appear in front of her immediately.

Red Mountain Underground Dormitory.

Those sword intent talismans shattered, and Ning Yi had an epiphany when he broke through the realm.

Tiandu Sword Qi Mansion.

The girl buried her head in the crook of her arm and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, she sat at the head of a bridge, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and the two of them sat among the clouds.

Pei Fu's voice was very soft, and he muttered in a dream.

"Brother, I miss you. ”

(I'm half an hour late today, sorry)

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