Boom!

At the same time, Jiang Xuan's (shēn) body suddenly bloomed with golden rays, and the dazzling golden light shone out at least one foot away!

"This fifth-order Great Perfection descendant can actually condense the supreme gold (shēn)?"

For a while, everyone's eyes all looked at Jiang Xuan in surprise.

Ji Zhengguan will kill those evil martial cultivators, and at the same time, he will reward those martial cultivators who usually do good deeds and accumulate virtue!

Save the people and slay the demons, so that you can gather the supreme good gold (shēn)!

"Shēn?"

Even Jiang Xuan was shocked that he was not (jìn).

How can he condense the supreme gold (shēn)?

Although he thinks he is not a bad guy, he is not a good man and a woman, so how can he condense the supreme good gold (shēn)?

As soon as the thought flashed, Jiang Xuan suddenly realized something in his heart.

When he was in the Poison Domain, if he hadn't defeated the thin old man and destroyed the plan of the Linxin Demon Clan, otherwise the Poison Domain would have fallen into the grasp of the Earth's Inner Demon Clan

Inadvertently, he saved thousands of martial cultivators and ordinary people in the Poison Domain!

"To the best of the best (shēn), very good!"

At this time, the image of the yellow-clothed warrior, his eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Xuan's body (shēn), his eyes showed a smile of satisfaction, and he nodded his head and said: "Yizhang Zhishan Jin (shēn), although it is much worse than the previous monk Rao Qizhang Jin (shēn), but it is still very good, this Cistanche Spirit Flower will be awarded to you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his fingers.

A cistanche spirit flower, which was as white as jade, flew towards Jiang Xuan.

This Cistanche spirit flower was bigger than the one Jiang Xuan had talked about before, and a faint fragrance came to his nose.

The previous Cistanche Spiritual Flower allowed Jiang Xuan to condense forty-five strands of Earth (xìng) aura, which is a lot of Cistanche Spirit Flower, but it should make Jiang Xuan's Earth (xìng) aura rise sharply and upgrade to the quasi-sixth order!

"Cistanche Spirit Flower!"

At the same time, many martial cultivators just looked at Jiang Xuan jealously.

A seventh-level cistanche spirit flower has a very big (yòu) confusion for any sixth-order martial cultivator, because this cistanche spirit flower represents the earth (xìng) aura!

"This guy, it's really lucky! The fifth-order Great Perfection can actually pass through the Jinze Desert, and now he has obtained a seventh-level Cistanche spirit flower, which is jealous!"

"He is a fifth-order Great Perfection descendant, can he still keep the Cistanche Spiritual Flower? If he is interested and takes out the Cistanche Spiritual Flower, he may be able to save his life, if he doesn't know the current affairs, I'm afraid that this Cistanche Flower is his blowing talisman."

Nearby Duowu Xiu looked at Jiang Xuan's eyes, as if he was looking at a big fat sheep.

Boom!

At this time, the image of the yellow-clothed warrior waved his hand, and the main gate of Ji Zhengguan was closed again.

"Take out the Cistanche Spirit Flower!"

"This kind of treasure should belong to the strong, you are a fifth-order Great Perfection martial artist, it won't be of much use to ask for this Cistanche Spirit Flower!"

"What are you doing with all this nonsense? Slaughter this guy and take away the Cistanche Spirit Flower!"

As soon as the image of the yellow-clothed warrior disappeared, there were more than a dozen martial arts cultivators whose eyes flashed, looked at each other, and stepped out at the same time.

These dozen or so martial cultivators, all of whom were in the late fifth-order cultivation realm, had a greedy light in their eyes, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Jiang Xuan layer by layer.

"Hand over the Cistanche Spirit Flower?"

Surrounded by more than a dozen martial cultivators, Jiang Xuan was not afraid, and said calmly: "I don't want to?"

"Then go to hell!"

A strong man in yellow showed a hideous smile on his face, and he immediately made the first move, he flipped his hand slightly, and his hand formed a palm knife, and suddenly slashed down towards Jiang Xuan.

"Kill!"

At the same time, the other martial cultivators rushed to do it together, and all kinds of spiritual qi engulfed Jiang Xuan like a tidal wave.

"Ten Fighting Soul Styles!"

Jiang Xuan's face was calm, and he slammed out a heavy punch, containing the fourth form of the Ten Fighting Soul Forms, the aura was huge, and it burst out with terrifying power!

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the dozen or so martial cultivators were all blown away by the huge aura, and the strong man in yellow who made the first move was immediately killed!

"What!"

"With just one heavy punch, he knocked out more than a dozen late-stage fifth-order martial cultivators, is this really a fifth-order?"

"Am I mistaken?"

This made all the nearby martial cultivators shocked.

A fifth-order Great Perfection martial cultivator, according to common sense, would be killed by a sixth-order martial cultivator, but Jiang Xuan actually knocked away a dozen late-stage sixth-order martial cultivators with a heavy punch, which subverted their worldview!

"He must be physique!"

The voice of a (yīn) 翳 suddenly sounded, and a warrior in a brocade robe, with a smile rather than a smile on his cheeks (qíng), said calmly: "It is equivalent to the body cultivation of the late fifth order, no wonder you can pass through the Jinze Desert, but you only cultivate body arts, then this Cistanche Spirit Flower is of no use to you, give me this Cistanche Spirit Flower." ”

"What?"

As soon as the brocade-robed martial artist's words were finished, many martial artists nearby looked over, and one of the stocky martial artists frowned and said, "Bai Puxuan, no matter what, you are also a sixth-order Great Perfection martial cultivator, the Cistanche Spirit Flower is useless to you, and it is too shameless to snatch the treasure of the juniors for this Rong Spirit Flower?"

"What should I do, it's not your turn?"

The brocade-robed martial artist glanced at him and said calmly: "Don't think that you are also a sixth-order Great Perfection, you are qualified to speak in front of me, and if you don't believe me, I can kill you easily." ”

"You!"

The face of the stocky warrior froze.

is also a sixth-order Great Perfection, and there is also a big difference in combat effectiveness, he is just a newcomer to the Sixth-Order Great Perfection, that Baipu Xuan, who has been in the Sixth-Order Great Perfection for six years, looking at the sixth-order Great Perfection grade, he is also the leader among them.

If he really wants to make a move with Bai Pu Xuan, although he is confident that he can save his life, he will also suffer a heavy blow, and Jiang Xuan, who has never known all his life, will not be guilty of tearing his face with Bai Pu Xuan.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, then closed his mouth and remained silent.

"That's right!"

Bai Puxuan smiled proudly, followed by Jiang Xuan, and said calmly: "Hou Shengzai, you have also seen it, and even this sixth-order Great Perfection martial artist has recognized it, you can say goodbye to individual cultivation, take out the Cistanche Spirit Flower, I am still anxious to go to the next pass." ”

"I've been there a long time ago, and I'm sure I won't hand over the Cistanche Spirit Flower. ”

Jiang Xuan's face was calm, he looked at Bai Puxuan, and said calmly

"Oh?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Puxuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he smiled coldly: "You really think that relying on your own body cultivation is worthy of being domineering in front of me, right? I'm not something you can provoke!"

"Shura Fan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a folding fan suddenly appeared in Bai Puxuan's hand, which was green in color, and the markings on the top were quite detailed.

He held the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly, the wind was raging, and the aura formed a lion's head, and he roared and pounced on Jiang Xuan!

"To hell, rice bucket!"

A cold smile appeared on Kashiwaura's cheeks.

"Who is with you, I am an individual cultivator, right?"

But at this time, Jiang Xuan smiled indifferently, and with a slight flip of his hand, the Ice Spirit Sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and it was a sword slash out: "Light Slash!"

Sou!

A sword flashed in an instant.

No one saw Jiang Xuan's movements clearly, this silver-white sword had already cut the lion's head!