If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Changan would never have believed that the person in front of him would be himself.

Jiang Changan's originally dark skin was extremely white and tender after being reborn, like a newborn baby. Even if he says that he is a little white face now, no one will have any objections.

Originally, a dark and obscene rough man turned back into the fine skin and tender flesh of the noble son of the year in the blink of an eye, which made Jiang Changan difficult to accept for a while.

However, the big difference is that Jiang Changan is tough and upright compared to his previous weak appearance.

His appearance has also changed subtly, his eyes are bright and the moon is hidden in the stars, and he doesn't look exactly the same as the little white face of a handsome noble son from an ordinary family.

Jiang Changan has more of a dusty and immortal temperament, which is a realm that ordinary people and even ordinary monks can hardly achieve in their lifetime.

However, what really shocked Jiang Changan was that the face on the water was very different from the original.

The original fortitude only retained three points, but now it is more gentle and tender.

A circle of dark circles that have been retained for several years have disappeared, no wonder the little girl wants to use the word "beautiful", Jiang Changan is so deserving.

But if you want to make a bad face in the future, it's not so easy, and no one will believe you even when you tell others about being a killer for four years.

Jiang Changan smiled bitterly, now even if he stood in front of Yan Fei, he might not be able to be recognized casually.

"Jingle Bell ......"

A series of beautiful sounds came into my ears.

Jiang Changan turned to the sacred tree, the fragrance dissipated, and he saw that all the colorless flowers closed together and turned back into buds.

Only the flower that had been plucked off fell completely, and Jiang Changan hurriedly turned it out and packed it in a jade box.

At this moment, he didn't have any greed, the power of this colorless flower was enough for him to bear it, and now there was another one.

Moreover, Jiang Changan understood that the Divine Tree was very likely to be guarded by the woman in red, and it was already a great opportunity for him to obtain this petal, so why should he be dissatisfied.

But thinking of this, it is a huge question, why did the woman in red save herself?

It seems that the news that there is a sacred tree in the Demon Dao Mountain Range will spread soon, but with the terrifying existence of that woman, I am afraid that the only person who comes is to sigh with admiration.

Although I didn't find the Great Demon Soul on this trip to the Demon Dao Mountain Range, I still had a treasure of great chance like a Divine Tree Fruit Colorless Flower.

It's a big deal to sneak directly into the palace to find the Ice Feather Yao Falcon, Jiang Changan thought to himself.

Of course, this is the next step, not at the last minute, he will not easily risk his life.

Jiang Changan rested for a while, and then walked down the mountain......

After walking for half an hour, Jiang Changan suddenly felt that something was wrong, if the nine disciples were all killed by white bones, they should have all turned into dry bones, then why did one of the corpses become dried corpses?

Jiang Changan has personally experienced the power of flesh-eating white bones, and it is impossible to be a dried corpse!

And the handful of white hair, who is the owner of the hair?

It's scary to think about!

Jiang Changan suddenly felt that a cold wind blew for no reason, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him, they were not human eyes, but full of the primitive killing desire of beasts!

"This place is not good for long!"

Jiang Changan rolled up his sleeves and ran down the mountain, at this time, a silver wire was horizontal in front of him, and he was about to cut off his head, Jiang Changan instinctively reacted and rolled to the ground to dodge.

The owner of the silver wire sneered gloomily in the distance, and it was Yan Bu who held the dust in his hand.

After returning to the inn that day, Yan Buxun found an excuse to come to the foot of the mountain and waited in ambush, he was suspicious, whether Jiang Changan ate the Huiling Pill or not, the result was dead or alive, how could he be safe and rest assured if he didn't see the other party die with his own eyes and had no place to be buried.

"Fourth Prince Jiang, you are really still alive! I haven't seen you for a long time, and there has been a lot of change. ”

Yan Buxun said it with ease, and the surprise in his heart was incomparable.

Is this still the same Jiang Gongzi? I think it must have been greatly benefited by the Divine Tree, and there are even some things about the Divine Tree on his body!

Thinking of this, Yan Buxun's eyes became even hotter.

"Mr. Yan's complexion has been good lately, he must be about to break through to the late stage of the Spring Eye Realm, right?" Jiang Changan said with a strange smile.

has been stopped in the middle of the Spring Eye Realm for more than ten years, this matter has always been the deepest and biggest scar in Yan Buxun's heart, and he will be angry when he touches it!

Sure enough, Yan Buxun's face darkened, but he changed in an instant, with a sneer of disdain, and said: "In the middle of the Spring Eye Realm, Jiang Changan, you don't think that the old man has not done anything for more than ten years, the old man told you that the penance of these years has long been unable to lead to the sun, and now the old man's Lingyuan has already had a late-stage posture, although he has not broken through, it can be said that he already has the strength of the late-stage, and with your low level of the Vientiane realm, you will never understand! If you were not still needed, if you dared to talk to me like this, you would have been beheaded a long time ago!"

Jiang Changan was really surprised, he didn't expect that Yan Buxian's strength would actually reach the realm of the late stage of the Quanyan Realm!

In this way, he is more than a great realm above him, and if the two meet in the previous circumstances, he will definitely die, without any suspense.

seemed to see Jiang Chang'an's astonishment, Yan Buxian sneered: "Yingying's fire also dares to compete for glory, even if you can cultivate your spirit now, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well, no different from those ordinary mediocre people in Fengyang Town, how can you know the mystery of everything, your realm is only limited to the early stage of Vientiane." You've always been just a gentleman from a family, and you don't know what cultivation is or what really powerful it is!"

How did he know that in just a few months, Jiang Chang'an's realm had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had already crossed over to the strength of the late stage of the Vientiane Realm.

After that, the dust was waved lightly, and the ever-changing silver wire blade blocked all Jiang Changan's retreats, one stabbed to the chest, one slashed to the throat, and another stabbed to the center of the eyebrows, and the three points and one line seemed to split Jiang Changan in half!

The strong fight, and if you are not careful, it will be a life-and-death situation!

Jiang Changan didn't dare to keep it, and the spiritual power gushed out from all over his body, bounced away thousands of silver filaments, and turned around and threw a spiritual power condensing sword!

At this time, he was covered in golden light, like an invincible bloodthirsty killing god.

The golden sword became huge in the air, and Yan Buxun slashed his head, and the latter's eyes shrank, giving up the silver wire castration in his hand, and turning around into a silver-white protective shield to face the golden sword.

"Boom-"

The huge noise could be heard clearly within three miles, the smoke and dust dissipated, Yan Buxun looked at Jiang Changan with a frightened face, and the silver filament on the dust in his hand was curled up in a ball and was a little embarrassed.

"You've reached the late stage of the Vientiane Realm!"

Yan Buxun didn't believe it, he didn't believe that a gentleman who only knew how to indulge in wine that he had seen with his own eyes in the past would have achieved today's achievements.

Even if you can cultivate, it is impossible for someone to be so fast, it has only been a few months since the Qinglian Sect was separated, and it has been promoted from the early stage of Vientiane to the late stage of Vientiane, and it seems that it is not a matter of one or two days, the speed of this kind of cultivation is simply outrageously terrifying.

Jiang Chang'an stood on top of a protruding boulder, facing Yan Buxun in the air to the wind, and shouted: "It's a pity, you know too late! Yan Buxun, today, you must die!"

Yan Buxun was stunned when he heard this, as if he had heard the best joke in the world, and laughed: "Arrogant boy!

Then he took out a long scroll in a brocade box from his pocket, which was a somewhat damaged map of the mountains and rivers of Yuanji.

Yan Buxun stole it from Yan Feina with a lot of effort, thinking about it just in case, and then put it back unconsciously after using it, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

The long scroll flying in the sky is covered by Jiang Chang'an, Yan Buxun's strength is far from Yan Fei's worlds apart, and this Yuanji mountain and river map is naturally not as big as it should be, and its power is dwarfed.

Moreover, in addition, the Yuanji Mountains and Rivers Diagram itself had just been hit hard by the woman in red, and the power of its use had already been greatly reduced. But despite this, people dare not underestimate it.

Although Jiang Changan didn't know why, he could feel the majesty of the mountains and rivers on the picture scroll.

Then he exerted twelve points of strength, carried the Great Demon Sutra, and suddenly a huge golden figure rose from the ground behind him, like a hill standing behind him, Jiang Changan punched it to be unremarkable, but it seemed to have a thousand changes, thousands of illusions in one place, smashed to the side of the long scroll.

"Hmph! It's really a frog at the bottom of the well, and the sky is vast!"

Yan Buxun sneered, but anyone with some common sense knew that the weakest point of a secret treasure like a scroll was the most central position.

But Jiang Chang'an was good, and it was just a matter of not attacking the center, and he smashed into the most solid edge area.

"Well, the old man will fulfill your wish to find death, and then find out this secret method!"