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The blue-gold pagoda is obviously also a great talisman treasure, and the entire tower body ripples with a circle of hazy cyan glow, and with a sonorous sound, countless light blades fall, and the sharpness directly cuts off the black flame dragon.

"Haha, I see what other tricks you have!" Hoping to succeed in the blow, the old monster couldn't help but be a little proud, in his opinion, no matter how strong a monk who had just broken through the Yuan Infant Stage could still defy the sky, he had already broken into the Yuan Infant Middle School for decades, and he could be said to have a deep attainment in this realm.

'Huh! The corners of his mouth in the center of the pillar of the underworld lifted slightly, and he gently mocked: "This magic weapon is called the Nine Shades Purgatory, the Nine Shades have not appeared, and the Soul Refining has not come out, so you think you have won?" What a joke! ”

"Hmph, what a hard-mouthed boy, I want to see what else you can do!" The old monster's expression sank, and he urged the pagoda to smash down with the power of Wan Jun.

The rest of the six people were not idle and played their strongest spells, and suddenly colorful divine light filled the entire field, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations made some people retreat and quietly leave the woods, and some cautious people who found that something was wrong still stayed here.

"Let's go too!" Mo Xian felt bored, and staying here was a complete waste of time.

Mu Bai nodded, the decline of the second wave of the team has appeared, defeat is only a matter of time, if you stay here for a long time, unnecessary disasters may occur, although your strength is strong, but there is no need to take the trouble on yourself for the sake of watching the excitement.

Mo Xian had just turned around when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Fellow Daoist, since you're here, come with me to read it!" It was Chen Linmu's voice, the voice was clear, and there was a strange demonic nature, which made people can't help but want to agree.

Mo Xian turned around and said slowly: "We don't know each other, I have no obligation to accompany you to watch this excitement!" ”

"So Daoyou just don't give face?" Chen Linmu's narrow Danfeng eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, but his smile was still as warm as a spring breeze, if he didn't know, he thought it was two old friends who had been friends for many years reminiscing.

"Hey!"

Mo Xian just wanted to speak, but was dragged by Mu Bai, Mu Bai took a few steps forward and blocked in front of Mo Xian and said gently: "Fellow Daoist, we still have to hurry, we can't delay too much time here, if we are familiar with him, we will leave a trace of divine consciousness on each other, and we will talk about it another day!" ”

A trace of jealousy flashed in Chen Linmu's eyes, he vaguely felt the violent energy hidden in Mu Bai's body, but it was only jealousy, if it was really a battle, he would definitely be able to cut him off.

"Good! OK! Chen Linmu squinted his eyes, laughed, his smile was very bright, and said calmly: "Leave the sword on his back!" ”

Hearing this, Mu Bai's eyes that had just eased suddenly became cold, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a detailed smile; "Aren't you going to give face?"

"Hehe, who can catch my Chen Linmu's face, if you don't want to die, leave the sword, if I wait for me to be in a bad mood, I'm afraid I will have both people and money!"

"Hah!" Mo Xian pushed Mu Bai away and stepped forward! Hidden under the calm face was the turbulent anger, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Is my catty enough to take your face?" ”

"Oh?" A smile flashed across the corners of Chen Linmu's mouth, he now had a trace of interest in Mo Xian, there were not many foundation building period monks like this!

Chen Linmu is very confident, and he also has the capital of self-confidence, more than 100 years ago at the top of the Ethereal Peak and Li Bai competed for the name of the Sword Immortal, and finally a little inferior, but it is enough to be proud, after all, the Shushan Daomen and the Nine Shadows Sword Shrine are known as the giant gate of the sword path in the mortal world, and Li Bai is known as the first person in the Shushan Daomen for a thousand years, he can fight with Li Bai and is only slightly inferior, which is enough to prove his strength, if he is born a little earlier, maybe the sword immortal will not be Li Bai, but him Chen Linmu.

More than a hundred years have passed, and he has become more and more sophisticated in kendo, which has far exceeded that of the year countless times, but unfortunately the opponent is becoming more and more difficult to find, and he feels a little lonely in kendo.

A few years ago, he simply tested his sword intent, and even the ancestor of the sword mound internalization god stage was defeated by him, in just two hundred years, such a sword dao attainment can not be said to be a genius.

At the moment when Chen Linmu was disdainful, Mo Xian slowly took off the three-life sword tire from his back, and ripped off the strip of cloth that wrapped around the sword tire little by little, and suddenly a bit of cyan sword light escaped, and an amazing sword aura surged, this sword has been silent for countless years, and today it is finally going to be opened.

"Cultivation realm, strength speaks! I'll test the sword intent with you, it's just a simple sword intent, if you win this sword is yours, if you lose, let us go! Mo Xian said.

Chen Linmu was stunned for a moment, although he does not have the name of a sword immortal, but he already has the reality of a sword immortal, he is the first person in the way of the sword, and now there is a kid in the foundation building period who actually said that he is competing with himself to test the sword intent, where does the confidence come from? Chen Linmu couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

"Good!"

Chen Linmu has held the sword for many years, and naturally understands the extraordinary sword in Mo Xian's hand, he vaguely felt an inexplicable aura from the sword, which cannot be found in this world, if he gets the sword, it is even possible to break through to a higher level of swordsmanship, and create a sword myth that has no ancients before or after in the mortal world.

Chen Linmu easily broke off a branch from a dead tree, at this level, there was no sword that could enter his eyes, the sword in Mo Xian's hand was an exception, far more than all the swords he had touched before, even the Nine Shadows Sword Shrine's Nine Shadows Sword Shrine's Nine Shadows Heavenly Sword was a little worse.

There is a sword in his heart, and he can make a sword at his fingertips, and he can also play a shocking sword intent, this is the level of a sword immortal, because Chen Linmu breaking off a branch is not a contempt for Mo Xian, but a kind of respect.

Mo Xian held the sword and slowly closed his eyes, letting the whole person completely calm down. Don't hear the wind, don't smell the clouds, don't pay attention to all things in the world, when the real world is silent, Mo Xian gradually integrated into the internal world of the sword fetus, there are three hazy lights and shadows in it, black, white and blue, undoubtedly the three masters of the sword fetus.

Their sword intent was engraved by the sword fetus for the latecomers to learn from experience, so each master must be stronger than the previous one, because they are standing on the shoulders of the previous one to practice the way of the sword, the starting point is extremely high, and the beginning of the comprehension is the meaning of the sword immortal, so in the third place there is a sense of loneliness through the ages, the invincibility of being alone and seeking defeat.

"Hmm!" Mo Xian's divine consciousness slowly floated in front of the black light cluster, nodded, and the white light and shadow suddenly poured into Mo Xian's divine consciousness.

Suddenly, Mo Xian opened his eyes, his temperament was suddenly different, his calm eyes were like a deep well that had been silent for thousands of years, unable to turn over a single splash, looking at the sky, the ground, and people as if they were dead things, absolute contempt!

The next moment, his body shape suddenly changed, and Mo Xian's divine consciousness was in a semi-blurred and half-awake state, allowing the sword fetus to dominate his body, and he carefully tasted every reaction and movement of his body on the side, which contained the mystery of killing sword intent.

Shout! A black light exploded in the void, emitting an incomparably chilling killing sword aura, like a cold blade, although it had no substance, it still made people feel a huge pressure.

Chen Linmu slowly put away his contemptuous expression, at such a speed, the sword intent conjured up together, such an awe-inspiring murderous aura, even his own sword intent was one point worse.

This sword intent is clearly at the level of a sword immortal, or even at a higher level, when will the sword intent of the sword immortal level be able to be played during the foundation building period?

Chen Linmu also moved, and the branch in his hand waved, and a sword flower of silence was struck, like a volcano erupting, and the violent destructive energy dispersed in an instant.

But the killing sword intent was faster, the wrist trembled, and when the steps moved, there were dozens of ups and downs, and then a black lightning burst out from the tip of the sword, and the speed was unexpectedly fast.

The branch in Chen Linmu's hand turned into powder in an instant, the pain of his arm was torn, the tiger's mouth was cut open, and gurgling blood flowed down.

Boom!

His complexion suddenly darkened, and a hint of murder flashed in his eyes, and he said fiercely: "Silence the Triple Heaven!" ”

Rumble!

It seemed to be a spell from the Divine Mansion calling for wind and thunder, and after the words fell, the entire sky suddenly became gloomy, and even the Nine Shadows Purgatory Soul Hell's itself over there couldn't help but look sideways.