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The atmosphere in the room was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Suddenly, a violent sound ignited the gunpowder.

I saw that the tables and chairs in the room were suddenly shattered into powder.

Na Luochen's beard almost stood upside down, and his eyes widened.

Seeing that the black-clothed old man Luo Chen was angry, the white-clothed saint was displeased, and snorted coldly: "After so many years, what are you still insisting on?" Could it be that you just watched so many people in the Jianming Hall shrink into this holy city forever? And then little by little it disappears? ”

The white-clothed saint was very excited, and stood up and shouted at Luo Chen.

He is also a saint and is not afraid of Luo Chen.

Luo Chen still shook his head, his eyes were cold, and he said, "This is my principle, no one can shake it, you are rebellious." ”

"The dynasty has long since fallen for a thousand years, and it no longer exists, and it is not called a backboard for us to accept the condition of the Ruthless Sword Saint to take refuge in them, but a wise move, to seek a way out for the Sword Ming Hall."

The white-clothed saint couldn't bear this kind of shrinking life, and he had already intended to surrender.

However, Luo Chen is pedantic.

"If you want to return to the Imperial Dynasty, I Luo Chen can't stop it, but have you forgotten the Flying Snow Sword Saint? Have you forgotten the dead people in my Jianmingtang? Do you want to be a subject to ruthless people like the Heartless Sword Saint? ”

Luo Chen slowly stood up, staring at the white-clothed saint with sharp eyes.

"Of course I haven't forgotten this, even the emperor is gone, what are we going to fight!"

The momentum of the white-clothed saint suddenly weakened a little.

"I don't hear this today, it's still the same sentence, if you want to surrender, just go, but this only means you."

Luo Chen took a deep look at the white-clothed saint, then turned to leave.

"Hmph, you old thing, don't think I don't know that you secretly contacted the group of people in the Tianya Sea Pavilion, and you did this to put the entire Jianming Hall in danger, even the slaughter saint with the support of the dark demon lord can't fight the Mu Xing Emperor, relying on us is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg."

Looking at Luo Chen's back as he left, a chill flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed saint.

Above the lonely peak, there was only one figure, entangled by a black storm.

During this time, 6 Peaks was devastated, and that black sword qi made his body scarred.

But again, the benefits he received were enormous.

If someone can take a closer look at the body of 6 Feng, although the skin is covered with scars, there is an incomparably surging power of qi and blood in the body.

Cultivating here is more effective than cultivating in the outside world.

The cyan light continued to surge from his body, and the original three hundred and twelve Dao was his limit, but now it had directly reached three hundred and thirty-six Dao.

You know, every extra dragon pattern amplification is a terrifying force.

From a distance, it seems that there is a majestic green dragon enveloping the 6 peaks.

The moment the punch slammed away, the whole world seemed to tremble, and then the spider-like crack spread out in an astonishing degree.

And he slowly looked down, the dragon pattern on his chest was lifelike, and then quickly submerged into his body.

What made him a little helpless was that this Blue Dragon True Fist was physically strong on the one hand, and if he could obtain a large amount of dragon blood from the Saint Realm, he would be able to cultivate it to an extremely profound level.

However, the dragon blood of the Sage Realm is too cherished, and the 6 peaks have not acquired much during this time.

"It's time to leave, there's still a day left before the Holy Realm opens."

6 Peak felt the majestic power in his body, and the sword intent on this lonely peak didn't have much effect on him.

Rumble!

Jiuyang shattered the sky, and at the foot of the 6 peaks, one yang after another exploded, and suddenly the wind rolled, and the dark storm was torn apart in an instant, and the degree was incredible.

And with the Qinglian Holy Realm about to open one day, the atmosphere in the entire Holy City has exploded to a limit.

Within the Qinglian Holy Realm, the Qinglian Sword Ancestor left an infinite and wonderful opportunity, and some people even got the method of sanctification from it.

But only a very small group of people knew that the most precious thing in the Blue Lotus Saint Realm was not these, but the secret left by the Blue Lotus Holy Ancestor.

This secret, even the people of the Holy Land do not know what it is.

I don't know how to unlock this secret.

When 6 Feng returned to the Sword Saint Mansion, he first looked in the direction of Xuanqing's retreat, which was still accumulating.

He didn't care about resting, and immediately called Yun Yang and asked him to secretly investigate the intelligence of Jian Mingtang.

Yun Yang nodded, thinking that he would be able to know some news when he came out of the 6th peak of the Holy Realm.

When the sun sets at dusk, when the bluebird returns to its nest.

6 Peaks sat on a hillside with a few jars of spirits next to it to calm his mood.

"Brother, is there any news from Jianmingtang?"

Youruo walked over, poured him a glass of spirits, and then drank a glass herself.

"I met them by chance, but their situation was not very good." 6 Feng nodded.

"The Flying Snow Sword Saint fell a thousand years ago, and the Flying Snow Sword is now in the hands of the Eighth Princes of the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, and the Sword Ming Hall here should be the group of survivors who stayed in the Holy City to open the Sword Pavilion back then."

Youruo thought about it carefully and said.

"That's why I'm desperate to know exactly what they know."

6 Feng said softly.

"A thousand years have passed, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be some accidents, and it is said that the sanctification of the ruthless sword saint Mu Beitian is to absorb the holy source of the Flying Snow Sword Saint, he is really a ruthless and unrighteous person!"

Yu Ruo's expression suddenly froze, and only spirits could soothe this chill.

6 Feng nodded and touched the soft green silk on his head.

Under the setting sun, I saw two figures stretched by the remnant sun.

And there are already countless empty wine jars next to it.

When a sword-like sound spread throughout the Holy City, an extremely dazzling sunlight in the sky was projected, and countless sounds of breaking the air were seen.

The Blue Lotus Holy Realm is open!

6 Feng looked up at the sky, the space distorted into a sword shape and pointed in one direction, and after saying goodbye to Youruo, he left immediately.

In just half an hour, the six peaks appeared in a mountain range rich in forests.

There were already countless dense figures waiting over there.

Although only a small group of people were recognized by the Qinglian Sword, this did not prevent them from coming here to join in the fun.

6 peaks stood in the crowd very low-key.

His gaze scanned the surroundings, and whoever received the sword seal would levitate a sword intent above his head, and these people would all have the potential to become his great enemies in the Blue Lotus Sacred Realm.

Just as he was waiting, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Go and see, Li Jianqing and Dugu are fighting each other again!" ”

"Is it Dugu?"

This voice aroused the curiosity of the 6 peaks, and immediately followed the flow of people to a clearing.

The sword light was raging, the two figures came and went, and the sound of weapons handing over sounded in an instant.

They didn't use holy power, just a simple battle between sword moves.

But this kind of competition is an intently staring, which must be known to both of them are the top three characters on the rookie sword list, and their strength is comparable to that of the older generation.

"Haha, Dugu, your swordsmanship has been greatly improved again, last time I was able to suppress you by one point, but now it is not up or down."

Li Jianqing, who was dressed in green clothes, put away his sword and smiled heartily, without any jealousy.

Na Dugu smiled and said, "Recently, the retreat has only happened to have some realizations, and some places are still a lot worse. ”

He also sighed, this Qinglian Holy Land deserved to be a sword cultivation holy land.

Over the years, the strength has grown almost by leaps.

"Senior Brother Dugu, you've disappeared for so long, you're really here."

And just as Dugu was pondering the sword fight just now, a voice sounded faintly behind him, causing him to turn around suddenly.

(End of chapter)