On a decisive platform floating in the air in Zhongyong City, Wang Liuming has been standing here for three days and three nights, and since he won the Dou Dan competition, he has come here and has never gone down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, the sun is rising, but it seems that it is only for the lighting of this side of the battlefield.

Below the battle platform, almost all the disciples of Zhong Yong City surrounded them, and they raised their heads and stared at the battle platform, as if they were about to miss some precious picture in the blink of an eye.

"Knock"

A loud bell rang out of nowhere, and no one even seemed to hear it, because in their sight, a white figure like the Nine Heavens Xuannu descended from the sky, and she wore a certain cloak, and a veil was wrapped around the cloak.

The white clothes are fluttering, like a born fairy, and a faint fragrance floats in the air, as if it stagnates the air here!

No one has ever seen her true face, not even her name, everyone respectfully calls her - Elder Xu!

And she is the woman who has made Wang Liuming hate for sixty years!

But when Wang Liuming saw her, the hatred that had accumulated in his heart for sixty years suddenly disappeared without a trace, and even he didn't know why this happened.

"Is this hate?"

Wang Liuming muttered in his mouth, he didn't know.

At this moment, he didn't even know what kind of feelings he had for Elder Xu!

He had never thought about it, he had always held a belief that he wanted to defeat this woman and avenge the master who had saved him from the Muyuan Temple.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that he was so concerned about each other, and missed each other so much...

Finally, years of hatred turned into a soft greeting: "You, are you okay?" ”

"Let's do it!"

The indifferent tone came out of the cloak, which shocked Wang Liuming's whole body, and the pain that he had never felt before suddenly hit his heart, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, but it did not spurt out, and was swallowed by him.

Finally, Wang Liuming still made a move, but he didn't have the slightest intention to fight when he made a move, and his heart was already in turmoil.

The woman ignored all this, even though she knew that the other party had no intention of fighting, but for her, once the decisive battle began, it was bound to continue, and it was impossible to give up halfway.

At the same time as the two were fighting, Bu Qingyun finally succeeded in extracting a trace of fire attribute source root after thousands of failures for a month and a half.

Looking at the subtle trace of fire attribute source root in his right palm, after Bu Qingyun took a few breaths, he immediately started the second step of condensing the Danhuo, compressing the fire attribute source power.

Bu Qingyun's left palm flipped over, and a mass of source power flowed in his palm, constantly changing shapes, as if he had been rubbed by a great force.

"Bang"

Because Bu Qingyun was a little impatient, the compressive force was too strong, causing the source force to dissipate directly like a blister bursting.

Then he tried several more times in a row, but each time he was either too strong or too weak, and finally failed.

This couldn't help but give way to Qingyun smiling bitterly, the difficulty of condensing the Danhuo was far more difficult than he expected.

However, he is also very helpless, if he wants to refine the Infant Pill, he must have rich experience in alchemy, otherwise in the process of refining, if he is not careful, the Zhuxin Fruit and even the Zhuxin Vine will be ruined, and it will be difficult for him to find the materials for refining the Infant Pill.

And the premise of all this is to condense your own Danhuo!

Helpless, he still had to continue to try, and the failures again and again did not stop him, but made him more determined to condense his own Danhuo.

When Bu Qingyun had experienced more than 700 defeats, on the decisive stage, the long sword in the hand of the woman in white pierced Wang Liuming's chest, ending this confused duel.

Wang Liuming was seriously injured, and with loneliness, he watched the other party's figure disappear from his sight.

In this battle, he did not use the three god changes that he had been enlightened for a long time, and even from beginning to end, the three words of the three god changes never appeared in his mind.

What he didn't expect was that this stop at this moment had become the last time he stared at the other party's back in his life, and this moment was the last beautiful picture he could remember.

Because in the previous retreat process, in order to recover the cultivation wear and tear of the three gods as soon as possible, he swallowed too many pills, and a large part of them were absorbed by the seed of the broken god, such a huge power made the seed of the broken god grow rapidly.

Coupled with the fact that his will was unprecedentedly depressed at this moment, he was completely unaware of the activities of the Seed of the Broken God.

It's a bit strange to say all this, the growth rate of the Split God Seed is indeed much faster than the growth rate of Bu Qingyun's body before.

Although this was related to the fact that Wang Liuming's own cultivation was too far from the cultivation when he initially Qingyun came into contact with the Three Divine Transformations, this speed was indeed beyond the normal speed, and it was faster than anyone who came into contact with the Three Divine Transformation Exercises before Bu Qingyun.

This kind of speed is not a simple exponential acceleration, but two speeds that are simply incomparable.

When Wang Liuming returned to his cave, he began to notice something unusual, so his divine sense was introverted, and a doppelganger appeared in the sea of knowing the gods, and began to search in the sea of knowing the gods.

This search was slow, and he had to follow the direction in which the power had disappeared, and by the time he found it, it was already seven days later.

He was horrified to find that there was another self sitting in his sea of consciousness, and all the disappeared power was absorbed by this strange "self".

Wang Liuming was shocked, and soon he realized that this was caused by the transformation of the three gods, and he also realized that it was no wonder that he couldn't recover his cultivation after absorbing so many pills at the beginning.

Just when Wang Liuming found the culprit, in the cave where he was, there was a sudden distortion, a whirlpool appeared, and then a figure flashed out of it.

At the moment when this figure appeared, far away in the cave mansion of the outer city, it was the critical moment of compressing the source power, suddenly his eyes opened suddenly, the source power in his hand dissipated, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, because he saw that the figure that appeared turned out to be another self transformed by the split God Splitting Seed!

His shock was no weaker than Wang Liuming's seeing his other self, and even stronger, because he had obviously gotten rid of the seed of the Split God, but at this moment, he could actually see the appearance of the seed of the Split God, which showed that he had not completely gotten rid of the seed of the Split God, and there was still some special connection between the two, so that he could see the scene of the seed of the Split God appearing.

Then he saw the figure of the Seed of the Broken God turn into a streamer of light and rush into Wang Liuming's sea of knowledge.

Wang Liuming was staring at his other self, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, because he saw that the appearance of his other self was distorted, and then quickly changed, and finally turned into Bu Qingyun's appearance.

To be precise, it was not Bu Qingyun, but the seed of the Split God, but Wang Liuming didn't know it.

The seed of the Split God shook his eyes, his face was expressionless, and his whole body exuded weirdness, staring at Wang Liuming's ideological clone, and pointing it, it was actually drawing the ground as a prison!

It was not only Wang Liuming who was shocked by this, but also Bu Qingyun, the moment he saw that the technique of painting the ground as a prison was cast by the seed of the split god, he had a feeling that all the spells that this monk's clone possessed, the seed of the split god would also do.

Sure enough, with a wave of his hand, the seven long swords formed a sword formation, which was the divine sword lead!

Seven long swords passed through the body of Wang Liuming's mind clone, causing the mind clone to collapse and dissipate in an instant.

In the cave, Wang Liuming's real body suddenly opened his eyes, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time, his face could be seen distorted.

The huge pain struck, Wang Liuming screamed miserably, but no one could hear it, he could only see his appearance change little by little, and finally turned into a clear cloud in the heart-rending scream.

The Seed of the Broken God was expressionless, and after all this last night, he slowly got up and stepped into the whirlpool, disappearing with the whirlpool.

Bu Qingyun sat in his cave, but he clearly saw the whole process of what happened, he did not gloat for Wang Liuming's self-defeat, on the contrary, he was a little worried, because he seemed to see his fate in Wang Liuming!

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