Most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet.

Ni Yu tilted her head and looked at the familiar figure behind her, the expression on her face began to gradually solidify, and she felt that the flesh on her face was a little stiff.

Even, even when the sugar-coated elixir fell into the snow, she didn't feel distressed.

Of course, it is also because the sugar-coated pill falls on the ground no more than one breath, and it can still be eaten when it is picked up and blown.

"Gong ...... Childe?!"

Ni Yu said.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and looked at Ni Yu indifferently.

However, he didn't punish Ni Yu, after all, he Lu Fan's temper was extremely good.

Lu Fan's eyes glanced at him, and with a move of his hand, a pebble on the shore of the lake shot in front of him, floating, Lu Fan raised his finger and wrote lightly on it.

A little stone chip is scattered.

Then, with a move from Lu Fan's hand, the pebbles fell to the ground, just crushing the pill with a "chirp".

"Childe, I've been in retreat for three months, and you may be a little less stressed. ”

"What is recorded on this pebble is the refining method of the 'Quenching Pill', you take a look first, I need to see the finished product in three days. ”

Lu Fan leaned on a wheelchair, and his voice was very flat.

Ni Yu didn't know where to place his hands, and looked at the crushed sugar-coated pill with some heartache.

Childe, are you the devil?

Why don't you even let go of a pill?

She picked up the pebbles from the ground with trembling hands, and saw the dense small words on them, which were Danfang.

Carving the Danfang on the pebbles, no one else except Childe would be so casual.

Ni Yu pouted.

In the face of Childe, did she dare to say no?

"Childe...... The retreat is over?"

Ning Zhao looked at Lu Fan, his eyes lit up slightly, and he gently pulled the green silk and said.

Lu Fan's jaw head.

"Childe, Jingyue, they have all left the island to go to the counties to fight against the Hu people. ”

Ning Zhao said: "There is a huge crisis in the world. ”

"I know. ”

Lu Fan was very indifferent and was not much surprised.

Ning Zhao was stunned, and after thinking about it, how could Childe not know about this kind of thing?

Don't look at the son rarely goes out of the island, but he sits alone in the pavilion and knows everything about the world.

There was light snow in the sky.

Falling between the hair strands of several people, adding a little white floc.

Of course, the snow couldn't fall on Lu Fan's body, and the invisible air flow circulated around his body, scattering the snow.

Lu Fan was draped in a white coat and supported his chin with one hand.

After that, the thousand-bladed chair automated, got off the Baiyujing Pavilion, and went to the surface of Beiluo Lake.

Ni Yu was holding the pebbles, and Ning Zhao was also puzzled to look over.

In the distance, Yi Yue, who was cultivating, also opened her eyes and hurried over.

Lake.

As if sensing Lu Fan's breath, Xiao Yinglong broke the ice, but after being appeased by Lu Fan, he drilled back into the lake.

The thousand-bladed chair walked slowly, running over the lake, floating on the surface of the lake like a lonely boat.

Tear the surface of the lake apart with two ripples.

Lu Fan came to the center of the lake and slowly raised his hand.

The surface of the lake suddenly parted on both sides.

This strange scene made Ni Yu and the others stunned.

But at the bottom of the lake, there was a huge golden ball floating out, and there were five colors in the golden ball.

There was a magnificent and majestic aura being released, which made Ning Zhao and the others on the island feel panicked.

Even Ning Zhao, who was in the Body Hidden Realm, didn't even dare to look at the golden ball directly.

"That'...... What's that?!"

Ning Zhao was a little shocked in his heart.

Ni Yu grabbed the pebbles and swallowed his saliva: "Could it be a child...... A large hemp ball made?"

Ning Zhao: "......"

On Beiluo Lake.

Lu Fan's hair fluttered, looking at the plane origin that floated up, equivalent to the diameter of the black cauldron, and stretched out his hand...... The palm of the hand is attached to it.

Airplanes......

Bizarre fluctuations began to surge.

At the top of Bai Yujing, the clouds broke open and turned into a vortex, like an upside-down funnel.

Between heaven and earth, strange changes began to take place.

......

South County.

Outside the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the drizzle continued.

There was a thick blood in the air.

The situation on the battlefield had been controlled, Jing Yue's white shirt was not stained with blood, and he held the Sedum Sword and stabbed at the barbarian army.

With a stab, he stabbed out the sword qi for hundreds of meters, and the flesh of many barbarians collapsed and was seriously injured.

Under such a sword stab, Jing Yue felt that his sword intent seemed to have been condensed a lot.

Distance.

Sword Saint Hua Dongliu looked at Jing Yue's sword thorn, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Sword moves are simplified, and changing to the true may be the essence of swordsmanship, but it is extremely difficult to do a good job with a stab, a swing, and a sweep.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yue was able to realize this layer.

Huadongliu naturally saw what the purpose of Jingyue was, Jingyue wanted to condense the sword intent, just like his eastward sword intent, a sword out, like a rushing river flowing eastward, wrapped in the power of the east, with the power of a thousand jun.

And in order to comprehend this eastward flow sword intent, it took thirty years for the East Stream.

The East Stream flew down the city walls.

He pulled out the "Chaoju" and swung it violently, countless sword shadows converged around the sword body, and the next moment, like flowing water, the mighty impact came out.

East China fell to the ground and landed beside Jing Yue.

"To comprehend the sword intent, you have to keep a breath in your heart, you have to understand what you want in your heart, your sword...... What is wanted. ”

East China Channel.

"The sword is intentional, and if you understand the meaning of the sword, you can condense the sword intent in one go. ”

Hua Dongliu looked at Jing Yue and said with a smile.

"Today's times are different, and the emergence of aura has made it easier to condense sword intent with spirit...... You feel it with your heart. ”

Jing Yue nodded, holding the Sedum Sword.

Slowly closing his eyes, the aura in the Qi Pill was surging and brewing.

Hua Dongliu didn't speak, but rushed out with his sword in hand.

Although they belong to the rivers and lakes, they are ...... The world is not only the world of the court, but also an important part of the world.

How can they sit idly by and ignore the barbarians?

After the battle of Nanjun came to the aid from all sides, it had a huge advantage, and the barbarians began to retreat.

After Tang Yimo opened the second vein, he was even more like a mad demon, killing all directions.

Those weird black-robed sacrifices were all wiped out by Tang Yimo.

In the middle of the jungle.

There seemed to be a roar of the ground.

The burly figure emerged from the depths of the dense forest.

The ground beneath his feet was constantly wriggling and propelling him forward.

Tang Yimo's body suddenly tensed, and the moment this person appeared, he felt a huge pressure.

"Bai Yujing's cultivator?"

This burly man, wrapped in a black robe, moves very gently and elegantly.

He glanced at Jing Yue in the distance, and his gaze finally fell on Tang Yimo's body.

"You are practicing demonic skills, and it is a sin to fall into the devil's path. ”

The black-robed man crossed his fingers against his chest, like an elegant Confucian scholar.

However, that burly body was incompatible with his temperament.

Tang Yimo didn't talk nonsense.

He was red all over, and the green tendons seemed to float outside of his body.

The whole person was like a mad demon, bursting in an instant, and the ground under his feet was trampled on and cracked.

This great man must be the culprit who manipulated the barbarians to launch an attack and caused this war, as long as the culprit is killed, the barbarians will retreat.

"It's grumpy. ”

The burly man, the soil under his feet actually moved on its own, causing his body to start moving constantly.

Tang Yimo's attack was actually a little unable to keep up with his speed.

It's a very bad feeling.

"I am the pinnacle of the foundation building realm, although your exercise gives you the combat power of the foundation building realm, but most of it is still a physical attack. ”

"You have to know that in this heaven and earth, the real power is magic. ”

"No matter how strong the flesh is, you can't touch me, and ...... What's the use?"

Dahan Road.

Tang Yimo's eyes seemed to burst out of blood, and his speed became faster and faster.

Because of the unrestrained burst out of the second vein, Tang Yimo's skin began to seep blood, which was a little unable to keep up with the rhythm of strength.

Dahan chuckled.

Raise your hand and wave.

Rumble!

A thick stone pillar rose abruptly from the ground.

Tang Yimo hit with a punch and shattered the stone pillar.

With the help of the squirming ground, the big man moved into the distance, smiling gracefully.

Keep waving your hands, hooking your fingers, chanting something in your mouth.

And the ground continued to sprout thorns.

This kind of weird combat method makes people feel creepy.

Of course, Tang Yimo was not afraid, he was almost full of firepower, and every stone pillar was shattered by him.

"It's really a strong body, but unfortunately, there is a limit to the strength of the body......"

Dahan smiled elegantly.

Hands raised, in the form of applause.

With a "snap", they slapped together.

The next moment, the gravel on the ground surged one after another, Tang Yimo felt that the darkness in front of him was overwhelming, and the next moment it was completely dark.

Two hemispherical clods of soil suddenly galloped up, enveloping Tang Yimo's cover.

A ball was formed, which smashed quietly to the ground.

There were also clumps of rubble, shaking off the surface of the ball.

The big man smiled lightly.

Raising his head and looking into the distance, he looked at the walls of the Southern Jin City.

"Lord of the Planes......"

The burly man, with his fingers crossed against his chest again, kept his grace even if he was just a wanderer.

Behind him, black-robed sacrifices appeared, and these sacrifices had blank eyes, as if their souls had been eroded.

They are like tool people, who only know how to cast spells.

Tang Yimo was sealed, and everyone was shocked.

Jing Yue suddenly opened his eyes.

Around his body, there were invisible waves of qi surging.

After the East China Stream, Jing Yue suddenly realized that he understood what sword intent was.

"My sword intent...... It's unstoppable!"

Jing Yue muttered in a low voice.

The Sedum sword was held in his hand and held the sword with his own hands.

He felt as if he had returned to the time when he practiced stabbing in Beiluo Lake, and the sense of accomplishment that he felt as he watched the lake stab apart little by little swelled in his heart.

Again and again, the sword qi grew longer and longer.

Airplanes......

Jing Yue opened his eyes.

All around seems to have been replaced by an invisible sharpness.

Sword Intent......

Jing Yue held the sword, lunged forward, and stabbed forward.

An unpretentious move.

Straight stab the burly man.

The ground seemed to be cut open by the sharp sword qi, and a crack was opened.

Faintly, there seemed to be a sword qi like a match, spraying thin, piercing five hundred meters.

The ground squirming under the burly man's feet steadied.

He raised his hand and waved it slightly.

In front of him, dozens of stone slabs rose from the ground.

Jing Yue's sword intent struck.

Bang bang bang!

From a distance, the stone slabs were pierced by sword qi one after another.

One stone slab after another, it couldn't stop this sword qi at all......

A sword pierced fifty-two stone tablets.

When he finally pierced the last stone slab of the burly man, the sword qi weakened to the point that it was impossible to smell, as if it had turned into a stream of air, blowing through the burly man's body.

Cut off a strand of hair from the burly man.

"Swordsman. ”

The burly man squinted.

The natives of this world, it seems, there is something.

The talents are a little demonic, whether it is the kid whose body bursts out of the combat power of the body hidden realm, or the swordsman whose sword pierces the fifty-two stone tablets.

It's all extraordinary.

The sword was unsuccessful, Jing Yue frowned slightly, held the Sedum Sword, took out a folded cloth from his arms, carefully unfolded it, and took out a Qi Gathering Pill from the cloth and stuffed it into his mouth.

On his body, the aura surged again.

Raised his sword.

Since it can't be solved with one sword, then ...... A few more swords!

The burly man waved.

The black-robed priests behind him stepped out one after another and began to chant.

With the chanting, one after another earthen thorns suddenly burst out, roaring towards Jing Yue.

The disciples of the Dao Pavilion under the leadership of Xie Yunling also burst into cheers, stepping on the star steps, and formed a formation again.

There was a huge circular array of spiritual energy gathered in front of everyone, blocking the earth thorns.

On the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

A figure in a green shirt slowly appeared.

Sima Qingyi looked a little tired, he had been wandering in the Dragon Gate for three months, cultivating his own strength, he wanted to become like Nie Changqing, he could kill the enemy with a single move.

He held the brush in his hand and looked at the bloody battlefield under the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Raising his head, the icy rain kept falling.

Sima Qingshan took out the white scroll behind him and unfolded it violently, flicking the brush in the air, using the rain as ink.

Spiritual energy surged out from the Qi Pill.

Splash rain on the scroll.

Under the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

The burly man with his hands on his chest suddenly changed in front of him.

only to see, the battlefield of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood disappeared.

Some are just a continuous drizzle, and the surface of the lake seems to be under your feet, and the drizzle hits the surface of the lake and makes small ripples.

He looked around, but found that the heavens and the earth seemed to have changed into a color and a scene.

It's like an endless cage.

On the upper floor of the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Sima Qingshan's face turned pale, but he smiled.

The poor painter took the rain as ink and painted a drizzle to trap the burly man.

......

North County.

The battlefield was fierce.

Because there is no cultivator as powerful as Nie Changqing in Beijun.

So the battle is even more brutal.

Jiang Li led the troops and guided the battle formation, but he had a slight advantage, and the Beijun Iron Cavalry and the Xirong Rong soldiers collided, as if the ice melted and the snow melted.

King Xirong's gaze fell on Jiang Li, who was dressed in silver armor.

"It's really a magnificent world, with so many great people...... It's a pity. ”

King Xijon sighed.

He felt he needed to give these guys the respect they deserved.

Therefore, he personally got out of the chariot, step by step, the speed became faster and faster, and turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Jiang Li.

An invisible crisis.

Jiang Li suddenly felt his scalp tingle.

It was as if the shadow of death had enveloped him for a moment.

Jiang Li subconsciously pulled out the short sword behind him and blocked it in front of his chest.

A black shadow didn't know when, squatting on the head of Jiang Li's horse, and the black shadow stretched out a finger and pointed at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li resisted with a short sword.

Click.

Shortsword Shattering......

Jiang Li was also shocked by a huge force and flew out of the horse, spurting blood from his mouth.

The two cultivators from the North County frantically came to stop it.

Chi Lian rushed even more like crazy.

However, King Sijon only waved his hand.

Rumble!

The terrible pressure made Chi Lian and the others fly out one after another.

King Xirong walked in front of Jiang Li step by step.

"You're a great guy, tell me your name and let me remember you. ”

Xijon King Road.

"You're not the king of Sijon......"

Jiang Li looked at the person in front of him, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly.

"What I did was sinful, so ...... I don't have the face to face you, so I put on someone else's face, and that's ...... We can have a clear conscience. ”

King Sijon was full of tangled openings.

"Huh. ”

"Bullshit hypocrisy. ”

Jiang Li smiled.

"You don't even dare to show your face, you don't deserve to know my name. ”

Jiang Li said.

The compassion on King Xirong's face disappeared, he looked at Jiang Li lightly, and raised a finger.

Then he pointed to Jiang Li's eyebrows.

In the distance, Chi Lian, who vomited blood, rushed madly.

Everything in heaven and earth seemed to be in Jiang Li's eyes, and his ears became devoid of color and sound.

Suddenly.

A velvet yellow chicken cub slashed across the arc of the sky with a bewildered expression.

Coincidentally, he fell into Jiang Li's arms, and bounced elastically.

King Xijon wanted to point a finger, but was interrupted like this, and he couldn't help but stagnate.

Well?

This is...... What's that?