The reason why there is a distinction between true and false in the primeval realm lies in whether or not there is a cultivation of the Dao Method, and the transfer of the life grid to the center of the eyebrows, forming the prototype of the Purple Mansion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The achievement is really primeval, just the achievement of the Dao method can completely explode the Dao realm achieved below the primeval realm, and even the sword intent has a certain resistance. Coupled with the strong mystical power, to put it bluntly, the probability of completely exploding below the primeval realm in theory reaches 10%.

The reason why it is theoretical, that is, there is still a certain exception, and this exception is...... Too plain.

But all Xuan cultivators know that there is the existence of the realm of Taisu, between the Taixuan and the primeval.

It's one thing to know, it's another thing to know whether you can achieve it, or even whether you've seen it or not.

For the vast majority of meta-cultivators, the realm of Taisu is too mysterious, because it is not replicable, even if it has the realm of meta-cultivation, the experience summed up, there is no reference value, the only thing that can be left is only four words - tracing back to the source.

But what the origin is and how to chase it becomes clueless for everyone.

Zhanbai's cultivation has reached the realm of the Nine Grades of Taixuan, with his achievements in the way of the sword, with his sword demon body, with his cultivation of the Dao method, with his condensation of the Purple Mansion, under all kinds of opportunities, the same realm and the same cultivation, except for Yin'er, he really did not find a second opponent.

With these means, under a reasonable plan, by surprise, he was even able to kill the True Ancient Realm, and those offerings in Wanhuayuan undoubtedly proved this.

But what if it's just and upright? No matter how arrogant Zhanbai is, he doesn't think that he has much chance of winning.

In this case, Zhanbai still agreed to compete with Meng Wei, so where does his confidence come from and what does he rely on?

Qiang !!

Meng Wei, who stepped on the surface of Tianchi Lake, slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

The sword is three feet long, and it doesn't seem to be amazing, but the momentum it exudes is impressively a Xuanling treasure weapon of the feather level.

Although the Infinite Sword Sect is a small sect, it is naturally not comparable to Wanhuayuan and Tianchi Zhanmai, but as the master of a sect, it is still possible to obtain a Feather Rank Xuanling Treasure Weapon, even if its quality can only be regarded as the lowest in the Feather Rank.

Meng who drew his sword out of the sheath was different, and his temperament suddenly became very different, without the previous indecisiveness, without looking forward and backward, vacillating, at this time he was no longer the master of a sect, but just a pure sword cultivation, sharp and indomitable.

After several previous confrontations, Meng Wei had already regarded Zhanbai as the same level, and there was no trace of contempt.

"Please, draw your sword." The voice is slow, word by word, with a special rhythm.

Zhanbai, who was dozens of feet away, smiled slightly, didn't dare to hold it up, and pulled out the hairpin in his hair.

The almost transparent hairpin, rising in the wind, finally turned into a four-foot long sword, which was the sword clone of Zhanbai, called the sword.

"Feather Rank Sword!" Feeling the aura emanating from the almost transparent long sword, Meng He's heart sank slightly.

This Sword Pavilion is really generous, counting this one, there are already two Feather Rank swords.

But it's not surprising to think about it, the female disciple just now used a feather-level sword, let alone a sect master.

It's just that if he thinks that with the sword of the Feather Rank, he can defeat himself, then it is really a little ridiculous.

Do it.

Neither of them was polite, and they had a tacit understanding at the same time.

Infinite sword codex, blowing sharp blades.

Taoism, the sword is immeasurable.

A sword in the air, the sword gave birth to two flowers, separated by dozens of zhang, and Zhanbai was shocked by the sharpness emanating from the two sword flowers.

Never hit hard!

Zhan Bai made up his mind at a glance, the sharpness of the sword qi of those two flowers was definitely not something that he could resist now.

This kind of sharpness is definitely not the power that the Sword Book move can have, let alone the level that the Ancient Realm can reach.

The Tao is definitely the Tao Law.

After figuring out this section, Zhanbai's body moved.

Unintentional sword canon, big sword free.

The speed of the double-flower sword qi was extremely fast, and it was in front of Zhanbai in the blink of an eye, but Zhanbai reacted faster, and at the moment he was hit, he narrowly dodged and flew out of the way several zhang away.

It's just that before Zhan Bai could breathe a sigh of relief, the two sword qi that shot into the air were actually entangled in the air for a while, and they automatically changed their direction and shot after Zhan Bai again.

Zhan Bai fixed his eyes and saw that Meng Wei in the distance was holding out his sword finger with his empty hand, drawing a mysterious pattern.

Obviously, these two sword qi were the envoys of Meng.

Edgeworth's art?

This Meng's different origin is really extraordinary.

Before coming to the Boundless Sword Gate, Zhanbai had obtained a lot of information about Meng from Wanhuayuan.

This person started four hundred years ago, and he was born out of thin air, almost starting from scratch, and after less than a hundred years, he established a small foundation of the Infinite Sword Gate. As for where this person came from, and what sect he came from, I don't know anything.

And now, from his sword technique, it is not difficult for Zhanbai to know that this person has definitely been instructed by a master, or has been worshiped in a famous family.

"It's a good swordworth, but it's not enough." Zhan Bai snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand was slammed away, and he shot out of his hand.

Since those two sword qi are your remote envoys, then I will let your rhythm be disrupted.

Sending out the sword, Zhan Bai once again cast the big sword to escape, and while dodging the two sword qi, a long sword appeared in his hand again, and it was a cold ice sword of the feather level.

On the other side, the sword turned into a streamer and stabbed straight at Meng Wei.

"Hmph, do you think this is a flying sword?" Meng Wei was disdainful of the sword that was shot, and even had the greed to grab the sword in his heart.

People are more damned than people, and they think that his Infinite Sword Gate is just a feather level sword in his hand. But the other party took out two handles casually.

Since you want to be a good money boy, if I don't take it, won't I be sorry for you?

"Come over to me." Thinking of it, Meng Yi shouted, his body moved, and the long sword in his right hand stabbed towards the sword at the same time, his empty left hand didn't care about the sword qi of the imperial envoy, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed it straight towards the hilt of the sword that was enough to accommodate both hands.

Ping!!!

The two swords struck each other, and although Meng Wei was intimidated by the power that shot out from the sword, the sword was also blocked and slowed down.

"Good sword!" Feeling the pain coming from the long sword in his hand, Meng Wei was shocked but even more surprised.

The quality of this strange long sword is definitely above the long sword in his hand, and perhaps, it is already the best existence in the Feather Rank.

It's a pity that no matter how good the sword is, it is still a dead thing, and it has lost the control of people, and for Meng Wei, it has almost become a bag.

Taking advantage of the slowing speed of the sword, Meng Wei's left hand, which was ready to attack, reached out at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and was about to take down the sword.

Seeing that his five fingers were only a stone's throw away from the hilt of the sword, Meng Wei's face unconsciously showed the joy of victory.

It's done.

Boom !!

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light exploded, and before a smile could bloom on Meng Wei's face, a huge crisis suddenly rose in his heart.

"Not good." Although he didn't know what the reason was, Meng Wei still mobilized the mysterious power in his body for the first time and placed a protective body in the vital parts of his body.

Whew!

In the sound of the broken silk, Meng Wei only felt a pain in his heart, his body retreated sharply, and when he looked down, he was shocked to find that the clothes on his left chest had been shattered, and even the bare skin showed an inch-deep sword mark.

It is foreseeable that if it weren't for the Xuanli body protection at the moment of crisis, the sword just now would definitely stab the heart and seriously injure himself.

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Wei broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

It's dangerous.

When Meng Wei's gaze finally fixed on the culprit, Rao couldn't help but gasp with his primeval realm mentality.

I saw that where the long sword that I thought was in the bag was located, where was the shadow of the long sword, and the "Chu Sect Master" who was replaced by the fluttering white clothes, but who were the outsiders who were dozens of zhang away?

Two "Chu Sect Masters"?

"Hehe, Sect Master Meng, your reaction is really fast." Without the entanglement of the sword qi of the double flower, Zhan Bai arrived at the sword clone in a few steps, and said with a narrow smile, full of irony about Meng Wei's previous coveting of the sword.

"This ...... What is it? Meng Wei pointed to another Zhan Bai and said in a deep voice.

"It's just a sword clone." Zhan Bai said very lightly.

"Sword clone...... Nothing more!!! Meng Wei now has a kind of crazy urge.

Bastard, do you know what you're talking about? Sword clone, that's all, don't you know, this is a treasure more precious than a flying sword?

Since Meng Wei left that place four hundred years ago, his biggest dream has always been to have a flying sword, a feather-level flying sword that suits him.

Over the years, he didn't know how much financial resources he had spent, and he had indeed seen a lot of flying swords, but all of them were low-level goods that he couldn't look down on, and as a last resort, he could only retreat to the second best thing and use the sword art to control the sword qi.

A high-quality flying sword, for Meng Wei, is what he wants but can't get, let alone a sword clone, which he can't even think of.

If the psychic flying sword is compared to an extra arm of sword cultivation, then the sword clone is to give sword cultivation an extra life and an opportunity to fight more and less. Which is higher and which is lower can be judged at a glance. What's more, the sword clone has the ability to promote itself.

The quality of the sword clone in Zhanbai's hand had already reached the feather level.

In front of Zhanbai, Meng Wei only felt that he was a poor bastard with nothing.

Sword clone...... It is Zhanbai's self-confidence to insist on fighting with the true primeval realm.

Zhan Bai did not have the slightest sympathy for the resentment in Meng Wei's eyes, but fell directly into the well, not allowing the other party to react, and took the sword clone, one left and one right, and attacked it.

With two minds, Zhan Bai divided half of his divine consciousness on the sword clone, so that although the combat power of the deity has decreased, with the help of the sword clone, on the whole, there has been a great improvement.

Unintentional sword canon, cold sword ruthless.

Sword intent, ruthless.

Unintentional sword canon, Xiao Jian is alone.

Sword intent, Dugu.

One respect, one doppelganger, use different sword moves, use different sword intent.

The two swords are combined, and the direct killing of Meng is different.