Even if the disciples of Burning Haizhai survived until the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, everyone was sad and found that there was no sign of boiling out at all.

The immortal sword sword monarch above his head was still emitting a steady stream of fierce sword qi, easily shattering the luck of the mountains and rivers within a radius of thousands of miles from Burning Haizhai.

It is easy to destroy, but it is extremely difficult for those Nirvana and Yuanying monks who follow the ass of the Sword Monarch to collect the spiritual energy and make up for the reconstruction of those destroyed mountain roots and water veins, unless these immortals are willing to lose their own Taoism, they can speed up a little and prevent the continuous leakage of the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers, but even if it is Burning Haizhai, how many Yuanying monks can do this kind of thing that is lost to the grandmother's family? Once the cultivation is unstable, it will be a catastrophe for the sect.

Originally, it is not an exaggeration to call the Burning Sea Zhai such a place with the best aura in a state, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the blessed land of the Cave Heaven, after a vicious circle day after day, even the most qualified outer disciples have realized that the Burning Sea Zhai has ushered in the most dangerous difficulty in the history of thousands of years.

But the thing that puzzled them the most was that in addition to the sect master's first appearance, or assassinating or blocking that sword cultivator, the old ancestor Bai Xuan, who was higher than the sky in the minds of all the Burning Sea Zhai monks, did not show his head from beginning to end, completely ignoring the sword cultivator's provocation, and even if the sect was in danger and its foundation was shaken, this old ancestor who had overwhelmed the monks of Yizhou still did not move.

Almost all the high-ranking sects, dynasties, and wealthy lords in Zilai Prefecture were watching the movements of Burning Haizhai.

There are even rumors that even the Great Qi Dynasty, which is far away in Yangzhou in North China and has a Liangzi with Liu Jian, is also watching the situation of burning Haizhai.

At the beginning, no one dared to believe that a sword cultivator, even a great Qianyuan thing like Liu Jian, could affect the aura trend of three or four out of ten ancient clans like Burning Haizhai, which had been inherited for thousands of years.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Liu Jian did not kill anyone.

Except for breaking the barrier and besieging the game, Liu Jian will hardly even hand out the sword.

But no matter how clumsy the monks of other families were, they all saw that the spirit of the children of Burning Haizhai was going downhill.

For thousands of years, whether the children of Burning Haizhai go out to practice, or enter the world to practice, whether they are bullying others or facing difficulties, they all have a fierce spirit to support the heart of the Dao, so compared with the road trips of other monks, the children of Burning Haizhai are the most soaring, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

In the event of a conflict, the monks of the higher realm have the upper hand, as long as the name of Burning Haizhai is reported, there is no monk who is not frightened and immediately flees away, which can be described as high-spirited and regarded as an ordinary thing. When he met or heard that his fellow disciples were being bullied, he didn't say a word, or the sword or the wind just rushed away, and he died by bombarding the enemy with a spell.

At some moments of life and death, the children of Burning Haizhai with a strong temperament are willing to burn jade with hostile monks and die with a smile, and there are countless people in history.

But now.

Thousands of children and elders of Burning Haizhai, deep in their hearts, in addition to hoping that the immortal ancestor of the Three Tribulations would be able to appear and kill the enemy, they were still more wavering, what did their own sect do outside, provoked this aggressive sword maniac, in order to force the old ancestor to close the door in that Zhenzhai immortal soldier, when did we Burning Haizhai fall into such a field?

There is such a big event in Zilai Prefecture, and it is impossible for Gongsun Xiao, who is a temple priest, not to know, but he doesn't even have the heart to come forward to reconcile, but he has nothing to do with a mountain peak thousands of miles away

The wrong Yuanying monk drank the wine, and the latter shook his head and smiled: "The backbone of Burning Haizhai is considered to have collapsed for the most part. ”

At this time, Gongsun Xiao did not match the serious image in front of Ye Fan at all, his face was sarcastic, and he sneered: "This old immortal Bai Xuan can be regarded as pouring blood mold, the natal immortal soldier was slashed by someone with a sword, and he also lost a doppelganger Yuan Ying outside, now he, how can he still have the realm of three tribulations and reincarnation? But then again, this time it's a good thing that the big priest didn't come forward, otherwise even if I didn't want to make a move, I would have been scolded by Liu Jian. ”

The crane-haired and child-faced old monk smiled slightly, and asked softly, "Dare to ask Lord Sacrifice, according to what you think, how should this Burning Sea Zhai deal with it?"

Gongsun Xiao sneered: "What else? That old immortal can only make a desperate bet, it is impossible to reason, and you can't fight in a fight, you should be joking about the power of a Qianyuan." To put it mildly, as long as Liu Jian is determined to consume it with Burning Haizhai to the end, not to mention the turbulence of three or four out of ten's aura, give him another year, and Burning Haizhai will wait to finish. In the past, even if this sect did not have the Three Tribulations Immortal like Bai Xuan, and there was such a big turmoil, the temple should have appeared, but this time, don't say it, I don't secretly step on the old immortal kick is what I pay attention to! This matter is the first thing that Burning Sea Zhai is responsible for, and even if Liu Jian broke into the territory of Burning Sea Zhai, he has never exceeded the slightest and acted reasonably, which makes not only the Zilai Prefecture Temple, but even the Zhongzhou side helpless. ”

The old Yuanying nodded and said, "Killing people without seeing blood, Liu Jian is really a good means." ”

Gongsun Xiao raised his head, looked at the Burning Haizhai in the north, and said indifferently: "Bai Xuan has no other way than to kill chickens and take eggs, forcibly refine the four immortal soldiers of Burning Haizhai, and hollow out all the sect spiritual qi in one breath, and help himself forcibly cross the tribulation to achieve Qianyuan." As long as he can step into the eleventh realm, whether it is a spiritual energy floating or not, and Qianyuan, who is less than half a bucket of water, can get a piece of merit, according to the rules set by Mr., the Zhongzhou Temple will come forward to stop it, and unless Liu Jian is willing to argue with the entire temple, he can only retreat to the sect. ”

Yuanying Monk stroked his beard and smiled, aren't you used to being domineering in vain? Do you like to practice those misfortunes that fall into your hands Yuanying Immortal? Why don't you even dare to show a king this time?

In the twilight of this day, the four town immortal soldiers who had been controlled by Burning Haizhai for countless years first showed a part of their true bodies at the top of the main peak, and then drifted away, and finally shattered, and the immortal soldiers turned into comets scattered all over the world, some died directly, and some broke through the void and disappeared.

Then the body of Bai Xuan on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared with the wind.

There is only a golden body of the law, after absorbing the vast majority of the aura in the four immortal soldiers, it has become extremely majestic and majestic, this golden body of thousands of zhang tall, stepping on the two main peaks with both feet, although it is still among the monks' golden body law, the body has been glowing with the color of colorful glass, unpredictable, the law stretches out his arms, the five fingers of both hands are stretched, held above the head, and then suddenly pulled outward, as if tearing open a canopy in the Hongmeng world.

Where the canopy is torn, the thunder is rolling, the purple electricity is surging, all kinds of huge figures like mountains are fleeting, like the tail of the dragon skeleton swaying like lightning, there are huge golden corpses sitting cross-legged, there is a scarlet giant claw trying to tear the crack in the canopy bigger, and there is an ugly mountain of meat like a big demon...... Without exception, they are all terrifying visions that are invisible in the world of Hongmeng.

Liu Jiansui

The hand recalled the sword king, the horizontal sword was in his body, and he slowly rose into the air.

Compared with the golden law that is as high as a thousand zhang, Liu Jian has one person and one sword, which is as small as a mustard seed.

Liu Jian stretched out his hand and handed out a sword.

He has always believed that the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world is only in the three swords, and one of the swords is the worldless feat of His Majesty the Emperor of the People's Emperor to open the sky with a sword.

There is also a sword, which is Chu Zhong who cut off the head of a Qianyuan Realm demon dragon with a sword.

The last sword was in his own hand.

A long river of sword qi came from the sky.

Silent and colorful.

It's just that this sword qi is as long as 90,000 miles!

Like the silver-white sword qi of the Milky Way descending into the world, it is shrouded in the entire Zilai Prefecture Heavenly Dome!

Even the many sword cultivators who were far away in Beihua Yangzhou, looking at the galaxy sword qi in the distance, couldn't say anything in shock.

When the huge mountain-like law phase collided violently with this sword qi river, in just a moment, half of the golden body was twisted into powder and turned into pieces.

Liu Jian has been put away and sheathed.

The glazed golden body on the opposite side had all been reduced to fragments, like countless brilliant meteors eroded in mid-air.

Liu Jian looked up at the canopy that had not yet closed, bowed slightly, saluted, and then withdrew his gaze, turning into a rainbow and heading towards the eternal sea area in the north of Zilai Prefecture.

When this sword maniac left this world that he didn't like very much, he left one last sentence: "A sword light is cold in the five states." ”

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On the way to the mountain, the little fox still couldn't wait for the day of entering the city, and the old clothes on his body were about to die, so he had to take out the new clothes and new boots that looked better and better from the package, and put them on carefully, like an elf in the mountains and forests, and became more cute.

After the mountains and rivers were long, Ye Fan was in a hurry from the beginning, and left the Pure Water Country in a hurry to go to the Great Yan Jiuhang Sect, and became calm again, in order to take care of the little fox, Ye Fan traveled from one hundred and fifty miles a day at the beginning, and gradually dropped to one hundred miles a day.

The little fox is sensible, there is no complaint, but Ye Fan who watched it was distressed, if it wasn't for the little fox's insistence, it is estimated that Ye Fan carried her all the way down.

Along the way, the two saw many scenes, which opened the eyes of the little fox, such as encountering countless fireflies at night, like hanging with small lanterns, accompanied by bursts of cicadas, some fairyland. The little fox jumped around and caught it for a long time, but still didn't catch one.

They also passed through a very strange swamp, the stench was stinking, and the ground was covered with the rotting corpses of all kinds of birds and beasts, so frightened that the little fox grabbed Ye Fan's sleeve before he dared to walk.

After that, the two also passed through a valley, next to the waterhole under the waterfall, colorful butterflies were flying, a hundred flowers were blooming, and the morning warblers were competing for warm trees, which was dazzling.

The little fox took advantage of Ye Fan's time to cook, and finally grabbed a colorful butterfly in a hurry, carefully held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then let go of his hand and put it back in the mountains and forests.

Ye Fan smiled but did not speak.

After the two walked out of the stretching Qiongtai Mountain, they encountered the big river again, and the little fox saw the slender man pulling the big boat for the first time, and the men shouted the trumpet, which was deafening, and she was dumbfounded, holding Ye Fan's hand and calling directly.

Along the way, the little fox learned about the diversity of the outside world.