The haze in the sky of Mingdu City gradually dissipated, and after a night of fighting, unconsciously, the first rays of clarity in the morning passed through the layers of clouds and clouds, and once again sprinkled on this quiet land.

Many monks have already walked out of the path of enlightenment at this time, and after a few days of practice, many people have gained greatly, and many of them have broken through the existing bottleneck with the help of the flower of the saint and promoted to a new realm.

People comfortably let the warm morning light pour on their faces, enjoy the coolness of autumn, stretch their waists, and sweep away the fatigue of the past few days. Looking at the fog that is gradually dissipating in the sky, a magnificent day is poking its head out, and it can't help but make people feel good.

The monks in the city were all immersed in the joy of their own cultivation, and no one noticed that not long ago, there was still a chaotic scene of dark clouds overturning the city in the Ming Capital, the spiritual power was restless and rioting, there was no daylight, and blood was raining in the sky.

In a very luxurious room, the room is particularly comfortable and quiet, and all the wind and grass outside are isolated, and at a glance you know that it is not a place that ordinary people can enjoy.

There was a mighty man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes on the bed who was still in his place, but at this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and two sharp rays of light shot out of his eyes, and there seemed to be a fierce tiger roaring in his body, and there were bursts of low whistling sounds.

"Finally, the winner is decided......" the man muttered to himself, his voice humming like a wave, full of incomparable majesty.

"I don't know what kind of situation will be in Mingdu City today, Zhongzhou is afraid that the sky will also change!" the man sighed faintly, then closed his eyes again and fell silent.

At the same time, in the rest of the Ming Capital City, there were faint spiritual power fluctuations, but most of them immediately quieted down, and only a few places shot out a few rainbow lights, rushing towards the direction of the Tang Mansion.

Tang Mansion, in the Liuchuan Pavilion. Tang Qian covered his chest with one hand, struggled to support his body, the Xuantian gourd in mid-air turned around, and the clear light in the sky did not return to the gourd, and the light on the surface of his body disappeared, and it fell very lightly in front of Tang Qian.

Tang Qian looked at Xuantian Hulu with complicated eyes, and a relieved expression appeared on his face. He just stretched out his hand and spread it out, and the Xuantian gourd itself obediently landed on his palm, and the whole gourd still flashed with a warm and soft light, like a child who has been praised by his parents.

"Huh?" Tang Qian's heart moved, and he felt a surging gentle spiritual power coming from the Xuantian gourd in his hand and burrowing into his body.

Originally, the injuries he had suffered in the battle before were healed in an instant, and then the surging spiritual power nourished all the meridians in his body, and finally converged to his thirsty spiritual sea, providing him with a quick recovery.

Tang Qian's face instantly swelled with a flush, and he hurriedly used the magic technique to accept the gift of the Xuantian gourd. Everyone only felt that the momentum emanating from Tang Qian's body was rising steadily, and it didn't take long for him to return to the realm of the Sage again, and the power was a little stronger than the qi.

Originally, some of the drugs that Tang Qian took to forcibly improve his cultivation in order to unite the two children left a lot of hidden dangers in his body, and even shed a strong Dao rule shackles on the Dao Foundation, and most of them were dissipated under the warmth of the Xuantian Gourd.

The loss of the Dao foundation meant that although Tang Qian was lucky enough to break through the Sage, he could only linger in the Sage Realm, basically cutting off the possibility of further progress in the future. But fortunately, the gift of the Xuantian Thing helped Tang Qian reorganize the Dao Ji, allowing him to continue the short circuit of his original cultivation, and also allowed him to pass the unstable period of the integration of the two children, and truly achieved the Sage Fruit.

Tang Qian exhaled lightly a breath of turbidity, and his whole body was unusually comfortable. He clenched his fists back and forth, carefully feeling his strength, and his heart was extremely happy, he could really feel that compared to before, his whole body was lighter, and more affinity, as if he had broken free from an invisible shackle, and now he was able to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly, and he could be regarded as a true sage.

"Hmph. With a cold snort, violent spiritual power roared out from Tang Qian's body, like a heavy hammer, smashing firmly on Mo Qian's chest, the latter was as helpless as a straw in the wind, unable to resist at all, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out upside down, smashing out a big pit.

Tang Qian walked forward step by step, a blue cold flame rose from his body, and the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped below the freezing point, which was his own means of pressing the bottom of the box, the blue ice flame.

He glanced at the dagger stuck in the ground beside him, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, a cloud of cold flame flew out and enveloped the black dagger.

"The cold and ice are broken, and the disease is fast!" Tang Qian stretched out his right hand, and then clenched it tightly.

I saw that the cold and scorching fire was strong, swallowing the fire snake, and the blue ice suddenly condensed and sealed the pitch-black dagger. With a loud bang, the flames exploded out of thin air, and powerful energy fluctuations raged out, directly twisting and shattering the already cracked dagger.

The artifact shattered, and a bit of dazzling light was fierce and spread out in an instant. Invisible ripples came out in circles, and an even more explosive energy vented out, enveloped in a deafening huge roar, like a prehistoric beast roaring and roaring.

Tang Qian looked at the direction of Tang Xiu and Huangtian, and hurriedly pinched the magic technique with both hands to seal the void to prevent energy from leaking out and injuring the remaining wounded.

And Mo Tian's condition is not so good, the black dagger is his natal magic weapon, and he has finally cultivated to the artifact level, and he is one step away from the legendary holy weapon. For so many years, he has long been connected to his dagger, and there are thousands of links.

The shattering of the natal magic weapon also directly affected his body, and he suffered a lot of backlash. The power of backlash is not big, it is not small, in his heyday, it is actually nothing, but now his current state is already bad to the limit, and he can't bear such a force of backlash at all.

"Ah...... Ahh

"Don't!" Mo Tian roared heartbreakingly, and his whole body was about to disintegrate. He was panicking now, although he had long known that he might be more and less lucky today, but when death came, he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

"Don't struggle any more, I'll give you a ride. Tang Qian's face was expressionless, and as before, he casually swung out a blow of azure flames.

"No...... Not ......"

Looking at the blue flames floating in, Mo Tian's face was full of horror, and before the ice flames were close to a foot, he felt a chill to his bones, and his soul couldn't help but tremble. His pupils constricted, and blue ice flowers bloomed on his body, condensing him into a poignant ice sculpture.

With a crisp sound, the ice sculpture cracked, turning into thousands of fragments and falling into thousands of pieces, and finally annihilated into powder.

At the same time, the sky suddenly changed color, the dark clouds rolled back in, and the distant sky began to brew with a bewitching rain of blood again.

Tang Qian's brows furrowed, his hands changed a very mysterious sealing method, muttering something silently in his mouth, and then pointed his right hand towards the sky.

I saw an extremely complex blue rune emerge from his fingertips, and suddenly there was an incomparably huge fluctuation coming out, containing a strong sense of coldness. With Tang Qian's finger, the blue rune suddenly disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Then, the next moment it appeared at the end of the sky in the distance, and the blue light surged, swimming in the void as if it was alive, blooming with an endless chill.

The misty white mist obscured the vision of the heavenly cry on the horizon, and as countless light patterns surged above the runes, a vigorous and powerful law fluctuated across the sky, as if it was about to cross the heaven and earth into the other side.

The power of the strange cold exploded, and the thick cold current suppressed the riot of the spiritual power. Under the impact of bursts of blue light, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and after a rumbling sound, the white mist dissipated, and the heavens and the earth returned to their original state.

"The power of the law is infinitely wonderful, and I have experienced it back then. After decades of practice, the thirteen heavens have been crossed, and only then have they touched a trace of the law. Tang Qian rubbed his palm, feeling the power of the law used in the previous battle, and his heart was full of thoughts, "Thanks to the Xuantian gourd, now that he has been promoted to the sage, he can mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and use a trace of the power of the law, which is quite wonderful, and he needs to be more familiar with and understand more in the future." ”

Huang Tian's eyes were burning as he looked at Tang Qian's methods, his heart churned, facing the subtlety of the power of the law, he had a warm desire and yearning in his heart.

When he was enchanted, he also briefly used the apocalypse to exert the power of the law, although it was with the help of foreign objects, but it also made him addicted. Even though this personal experience almost killed him, it also gave him an unparalleled experience, and the power shocked him and made him yearn for the power of the law even more.

At the same time, the enchantment halo flickered, and a slender figure rushed out of it, followed by a refreshing fragrance.

"Huh?" Huang Tian was shocked, looked at the sudden person, and looked carefully, it was the first person of the younger generation of the Tang family - Tang Mushuang.

Tang Mushuang's expression was excited, mixed with anxiety, her eyes scanned back and forth, and she found that the seven sages she was familiar with, there were only three or four left. When she saw that although Tang Xiu's complexion was not very good, he was still sitting there safely, and she was slightly relieved.

"Wild boy, what's wrong with you?" Tang Mushuang met the gaze of Huang Tian, seeing that the latter's face was extremely pale, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check his injuries. Then he quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from the storage ring, poured out an elixir with an incomparably rich medicinal fragrance, and fed him to take it.

"Thank you, Miss Mushuang!" the pill turned into a warm current that swam in the body of the desolate sky, slightly moistening his injured body and alleviating his pain.

"Wild boy, you're welcome. ”

"Miss Mushuang, why did you come in?" Huang Tian asked, his eyes involuntarily drifting to Tang Qian on the side.

"I don't worry about the head of the family, so I ......"

Tang Mushuang captured this detail, looked at the eyes of the barren sky, and when he saw Tang Qian's back, an indescribable emotion suddenly permeated his heart, and he couldn't say anything in an instant.

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