In the mountain stream, Xiao Yihan held an ordinary wooden sword, and practiced according to the broken swordsmanship recorded on the tip of the Zhuxian Sword. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The treasure technique imprinted on the tip of the sword, there is only one kind of Zhuxian Array, and the rest are incomplete, and you can only have an epiphany from some ambiguities.

However, Xiao Yihan is not a person who majores in swordsmanship, he practices swordsmanship just to better control the Zhuxian Array, otherwise, he doesn't know anything about this way, and he doesn't even understand a trace of the true meaning, and he can't achieve a flawless level.

Under waterfalls, in hollow valleys, in dense forests...... Traces of Xiao Yihan's sword practice were left everywhere.

For more than 20 days, the wooden sword didn't know how many were broken, Xiao Yihan only remembered that there were only dozens of big trees left nearby, the low wooden stakes, and the messy wood chips.

"Whew." Xiao Yihan exhaled lightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the wooden sword in his hand made a crisp click, breaking in half.

Xiao Yihan tied up his hair, stuck a hairpin in his hair, and wore a tight-fitting power suit, with green legs, like a noble son.

Xiao Yihan casually picked up a dog's tail grass and played in circles around his fingers.

"I've been hiding for so long, and the people outside should be dead." Xiao Yihan said secretly, even if the Holy Lords of the Eastern Wilderness knew that the tip of the Zhuxian Sword was in his hands, he would not wander around all day long, deliberately looking for himself.

The Holy Lord, the pinnacle of the Eastern Wilderness magnates, every move represents the will of the great holy land, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes stare at them every day.

In the previous melee in Baiduan Mountain, they could also fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to capture Xiao Yihan.

However, now that the wind and waves are calm, the world is calm, all the demonic alliance forces have withdrawn, and there are also ten great powers in Beihai to observe the direction of the wind, and the existence of the Holy Lord level naturally does not dare to act rashly.

"The Holy Lord and the Great Power's goal is too big, even if they look for me, they can only send a first-class cultivator." Xiao Yihan whispered.

Not to mention the Holy Lord, just a powerful mana is enough to kill an existence like Xiao Yihan with one look, which is impossible to resist at all, just like an ant fighting against a god.

The powerful shot is to turn the world upside down, burn the mountains and boil the sea, and if you slap it down, it will be as big as a century-old immortal dynasty in the world, and it will become a big deep valley.

"I'm not afraid of ordinary cave void powerhouses, and if you can't beat them, you can escape, but if it's a cave void cultivator of the Great Perfection, it's a little tricky." Xiao Yihan didn't dare to be careless, there were many outstanding people in the Holy Land, and the characters of the previous generations had all grown up, and when they were young, they were the Tianjiao who fought all over the party.

For example, the man with the gun in the Fallen Immortal Demon Cave was only a monk at the middle level of the Cave Void, his qi and blood were no more than thirty or forty years old with normal vital signs, but his ability to suppress the descendant divine ape before the rage, his talent and combat power could be seen.

That night, a majestic aura of heaven and earth surged, and the wind blew the fallen leaves, making a loud noise.

The tender green leaves are swept by the wind, drifting aimlessly in all directions, with a refreshing fragrance of flowers, diffusing and rippling.

Bang!

A grand sound came from Xiao Yihan's body, as if the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had suddenly exploded. Breaking through the bottleneck was like a bamboo, and in just three hours, Xiao Yihan broke through to the high-level Divine Rainbow Realm, and his strength increased faintly.

Yin―――

One, two, three...... A full six dragons appeared, coiling around Xiao Yihan's body, with four legs and five claws, tiger eyes and dragon qi, and his body was hideous and sacred.

The seventh blue dragon phantom manifested faintly, the huge body was hazy, and as time passed, the golden true power rolled up, like a whirlpool, causing the blue dragon phantom to breed dragon scales.

Midnight passed, Xiao Yihan still closed his eyes tightly, panting, and Hongmeng's white breath erupted from his nostrils.

The immortal stones and pills stacked beside him all turned into powder.

With a roll of brilliance, the energy of hundreds of magic weapons was emptied, turning into a pile of broken copper and iron.

Xiao Yihan's body is like a bottomless pit, and he can't be satisfied.

The next day, the dew drops cut off the young leaves, and the flowers with a hint of earthy fragrance blended together, just like a delicate and shy woman, blooming with the purest buds, looking so gorgeous and refined.

The dragon qi is vertical and horizontal, the vast more than ten miles, the primeval forest beasts are intimidated, or far away, or trembling and frightened worship.

Recite!

The seventh dragon qi was generated, the phantom of the dragon was condensed, and the divine power of 1.4 million catties was surging.

Xiao Yihan didn't open his eyes, and swallowed it alive non-stop, the jar of Qingpeng blood that Zhou Ping'an gave him.

Qingpeng blood is the essence blood obtained by Zhou Ping'an at the auction of Yaxuan Pavilion, which cost a sky-high auction.

Qingpeng, a descendant of the ancient divine beast Kunpeng, is a close relative of the current demon clan and the golden-winged Dapeng royal family.

This kind of essence blood, incomparably furious, contains complex demon patterns, and is generally refined into pills, or combined with mild medicines, absorbing the essence and blood qi like a bath, and refining the body.

However, like Xiao Yihan, who swallowed that jar of Qingpeng blood alive, Rao is a demon cultivator with a strong physique like the Golden Ant Clan, and he didn't dare to try it easily, and it was easy to explode and die.

The furious essence and blood qi wantonly impacted Xiao Yihan's five internal organs, bones and flesh, Rao was prepared in his heart, and the severe pain still made his face twitch a few times.

Xiao Yihan gritted his teeth, and his lips were bleeding, this simple and direct absorption was more effective than other methods, but there was also a risk that it could be fatal.

Just like wild beasts and people, the reason why wild beasts are so strong is not unrelated to the fact that they eat live meat and drink raw blood.

No matter how much a person eats, even if he eats the meat of large beasts such as lions, tigers and bears, and drinks the best medicine, in terms of strength, ferocity, and outburst, it is not even one-tenth of that of a wild beast.

Xiao Yihan remembered that the origin of man was originally an ape, and it was also a close relative of the ancient divine beast Titan Giant Ape, and it was also an upright beast with a hairy and blood-drinking body.

Thinking in every way, Xiao Yihan silently recited the Heaven Swallowing Dao Method, and slowly calmed down.

Recite!

The eighth dragon phantom condensed, and the mighty dragon qi instantly swept across the land within a radius of dozens of miles.

Eight dragons are entangled, this is a kind of anomaly, faintly consistent with the heterogeneity of the ancient Lord of the Nine Dragons.

There is an ancient power, when he was young, he was haunted by nine dragons, the purple qi in his life was extraordinary, he was a person with atmospheric luck, and the opportunity never stopped, and the strange phase of the lord of the nine dragons came out, and he had torn a great power with his bare hands at the level of the great perfection of the cave void!

The strength of the qi stopped growing, but when everything gradually calmed down, Xiao Yihan suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light turned into dragon-shaped lightning, and thunderbolts came out, cracking a boulder in front of him.

Eight dragons, nearly two million catties of divine power! Xiao Yihan felt that once he condensed the ninth dragon, then his strength would take a qualitative leap, and he would be able to tear apart the Void Great Perfection Monk with his bare hands!

Another twelve days passed, and after Xiao Yihan stabilized the realm he had just broken through, he controlled a rainbow light and flew away.

Bang!

A big golden palm fell, and the house where he had lived for more than a month was destroyed, turned into a ruin, and there was no breath at all.

In the huge Eastern Wilderness, in a forest in the middle of the world, no one knew that Xiao Yihan had lived here for more than a month, even if it was too late for Yun Miao to calculate. There was no breath at all, and there was no trace of it.

Pingzhou, in an ordinary town, a young man in a white robe walked slowly through the streets and alleys.

Groups of lazy patrols, cruising between the streets at the entrance of the alley, haggy and sleepy-eyed.

Xiao Yihan's breath is introverted, his appearance is ordinary, and he is no different from a country boy.

"Go, go! Master Chi's divine soldiers are about to open today, from the monarchs and princes to the squires and wealthy merchants, all of whom have gathered there to wait for a few months in advance......" A person who looked like a small man hurriedly pulled a thick strong man, put down the work in his hand, and hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the road.

Xiao Yihan looked at the crowd from all directions from the west, running towards the same intersection, with a trace of excitement and curiosity on his face.

In an instant, the streets and alleys that were full of noise and shouting were empty, as deserted as the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Xiao Yihan blinked and walked slowly towards the intersection.

"It seems that the people of this country have great respect for that Red Master, and they even made the king of a country wait in person." Xiao Yihan muttered softly.

Divine Soldier Tower, a more cheesy and arrogant name.

This building, built by Master Nai Chi at the age of 20, is now more than 50 years later, it is still standing, and has become a prestigious shop in this country, and even the emperors of nearby countries are willing to surrender their identities and only ask the Red Master to forge a weapon for him.

The Divine Soldier Building, with a total of five floors, is as exquisite and luxurious as the imperial palace of this country.

In front of the Divine Soldier Building, countless cars and horses were parked, crowding the huge streets.

An old man with a white beard stood in front of a burning fire.

Behind him, up to the kings of a country, the princes of fiefdoms, down to the squires and celebrities, and the heads of wealthy merchants, all of them were full of humility, like students, standing respectfully.

After seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan couldn't help but feel strange.

That monarch, the realm is only at the level of the tenfold peak of bone refining, and the so-called head is just a reckless, martial arts hero, the highest, that is, the bone refining realm, most of them are martial artists who know how to cultivate qi and kung fu, and if they are placed in the mortal world, they can be regarded as a martial arts master.

But the white-bearded old man, the so-called Red Master, is just an ordinary, mortal mortal, and he actually makes this group of people so deferential?

Although the bone refining cultivators can't do the world-famous martial arts that sweep away thousands of armies, they can go deep into a mortal palace and take the emperor's head like a bag. Even in an army of 200,000, they come and go freely.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, a crack opened in the furnace, and the hot air rushed to the face, causing the temperature of the whole room to rise sharply.

"The hour has come, open the furnace!" A sharp duck shouted out, and next to the Peak Monarch of the Ten Bone Refining Peak, a eunuch suddenly walked out, and came to Master Chi with a flattering face, carrying a basin of hot water and wet wipes.

Master Chi cleaned his hands, took a deep breath, and waved his big hand, and the dozens of chains on the stove lid "banged" and slowly pulled the stove lid up.

A large amount of hot air rushed to the face, causing everyone present to sweat all over their bodies.

Master Chi didn't blink his eyelids, and his white hair was clinging to his cheeks and clothes, soaked with sweat, a little slippery and greasy.

When the flames cleared, Master Chi took a pair of pliers, grabbed the long sword that was still a thunderbolt, and placed it in a bucket, and the sound of snorting was incessant.

"Hey, this is ......" Xiao Yihan's eyes widened, and his jaw almost fell.

I saw that the long sword was neither iron nor copper, nor was it a fast-haired godsteel, but a wooden sword made of wooden materials!!

"Fire overcomes wood, it is the theorem of the five elements in the world, how can wood burn for so long without destroying when it encounters fire?" Xiao Yihan was extremely frightened, and his tongue was rolling.

"Could it be that in this ordinary Pingzhou town, I Xiao Yihan happened to bump into a strange person in the world, as Ye Shi said?" Xiao Yihan was stunned, like a wooden stake, and he didn't move for a long time.