"Childe ......"

Fox Ling'er approached the sword Fengyun, exhaling like an orchid, and her eyes were staggered.

If she was just charming and moving before, then now she is eclipsed.

Zheng!

Almost at the same moment, the long sword in Jian Fengyun's hand moved.

A sword was swung out and slashed directly into the face of the seductive-looking beauty.

A golden sword qi swept out, with the power of sword wind and clouds, the power was not weaker than any martial artist of the Nine Star God Yuan Realm, and it was close to the existence of the God King Realm.

Jian Fengyun's Heaven Devouring Divine Body had already reached the third stage, and as soon as the Bone Refining Realm turned, the strength of the physical body in melee combat was comparable to that of a martial artist in the One-Star God King Realm.

Although it is said that in this short period of time, it is impossible to exert all the strength of the power of qi and blood and turn into sword qi, but it is still okay to exert seven or eight points.

Bang!

A collision sounded, and the fox-like person in front of him stretched out his hands to resist.

The hands collided with the sword qi, and the entire body was knocked backwards, and a charming posture turned into a burst of pink light, replaced by a skeleton that was almost decayed, and the white bones were intertwined, and this skeleton derived spiritual intelligence.

"Impossible, how can you still use divine power?"

In the sunken pupils of the skeleton, a pair of pink flames jumped, as if they were very surprised that Sword Fengyun could release sword qi.

"Who told you I could wield divine powers?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were clear, and he looked at the skeleton in front of him lightly.

Fortunately, his soul power realm was high enough that he was not deceived by this illusion of red and pink dry bones, otherwise, he might have become a meal for this skeleton monster at this time.

This monster should be a test on this mountain, here and the big lake outside the mountain, all shrouded by a terrifying prohibition, he can't use his divine power at all, but the power of soul and blood has not been affected.

This skeleton is right, if it is a normal martial artist, without his qi and blood power and soul power, it is almost lifeless when encountering such a situation.

Bang!

In the house of Sword Fengyun's constant attacks, this skeleton was slain in just a moment, turning into broken bones everywhere.

"Donor, you have a relationship with the poor monk, this decree is given to you, you can go to the Holy Courtyard to get the true inheritance of the little monk's life, and I hope that the donor will make good use of the inheritance of the poor monk in the future."

At this moment, a Buddhist voice sounded.

Around the temple, cracks appeared on the Buddha statue, and charms fell off in the wind.

Jian Fengyun felt that the surroundings had become illusory, the temple had quietly disappeared at some point, and his body had reached the peak at some point.

In the night, the grass and trees are swaying, and the flowers and leaves are falling, like a dream.

In the void beside him, a simple bronze token was suspended, and a Buddha rune was engraved on the token.

"The test of this mountain should be considered passed."

Jian Fengyun grabbed the token, looked at it a few times, and put it away.

There is nothing peculiar about this token other than that it is ancient.

Airplanes!

At this moment, where the token was taken, a fist-thick pillar of light rushed out from the mountain, and the golden light shot straight into the sky.

"It's just that it's passed through a mountain, and this movement is not small."

Jian Fengyun looked up at the pillar of light above the sky, slightly surprised in his heart.

However, he didn't think much about it, and stepped directly down the mountain.

Although the sky was already dark, the light emitted by the golden pillar of light could be walked down the mountain.

The bamboo raft still stopped at the waterfront at the foot of the mountain, and Jian Fengyun jumped on the bamboo raft step by step, urging the power of qi and blood, and drove towards the second mountain.

The water rippled, and a white-clothed figure stood on the bamboo raft, going deep along the current.

At the same time, outside the Mingyang Divine City

"Oh my God, there is a vision on the path of sainthood, and the path is light to the sky, and someone has passed the test of the third section of the path of sainthood!"

"The third stage, it seems that only Jian Fengyun has stepped into it recently, could it be that he has passed the test of the third stage of the path of the saint and ascended to a Dao Dao Peak?!"

"No, so the Holy Courtyard has another true disciple."

"His cultivation is in the Divine Spirit Realm, and he is simply the lowest true disciple in the history of the Holy Academy."

Those martial artists who were paying attention to the movements of the path to the sainthood were like exploding a pot, and there were many discussions.

Jian Fengyun passed the test of the third stage of the path to the Holy Passage and became a true disciple of the Holy Academy.

This news seemed to have grown wings, and it began to think about the spread of the galaxy in all directions.

"I knew he wasn't an ordinary person."

Wen Yi sat quietly on the back of the void horse, hiding in a remote attic in Mingyang Divine City, her pretty face was slightly excited.

It's not in vain that she didn't go back to Taoyuan Island, waiting here, this sword storm really didn't disappoint her.

At the same time, the Meifeng Flower Moon Branch of Mingyang Divine City

"It's worthy of being the target of a god-level mission, it's really a bit amazing." The corners of Mei Yuer's lips moved slightly, and she suddenly spoke.

Then a burst of piano sound came out of the Xianghua Treasure Pavilion, undulating and rippling, as if it contained the girl's heart.

Half ringing.

"Why has this sword Fengyun become a true disciple, but he hasn't come out yet?"

"That's right, to become a true disciple of the Holy Alliance, the bounty on Taoyuan Island shouldn't pose any threat to him, and the Dongfang family won't risk offending the Holy Court to kill a true disciple, he should come out."

In the Mingyang Divine City, many warriors waited for a long time, staring at the entrance and exit of the Holy Road for a long time, their eyes were tired, and they couldn't help but say.

"You say...... Will he be going to the first part of the sanctuary? ”

"No, the fourth section of the road, that is a thousand years no one has broken through, there is no entry and exit, notoriously dangerous, Jian Fengyun should not take the risk."

"That's right, it's already fame and fortune to come out now, and it's harmful and unprofitable to break in again."

After waiting for a long time, the secondary entrance and exit of Mingyang Divine City was simply the shadow of the sword wind and clouds, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

For the vibration of the outside world, Jian Fengyun is completely unaware.

At this moment, his bamboo raft has docked.

This mountain is also a hundred zhang high, full of red soil, and full of blood.

Before stepping on the mountain, you can feel a penetrating murderous aura, which shows that this mountain peak must not avoid killing and blood.

Red maple leaves are planted all over the mountains, and the maple leaves are fluttering, which is very amazing.

The mountains are full of maple trees, and there is more loneliness.

The bamboo raft slowly approached the shore, and the sword wind was alone in the shape of a single figure, stepping on the ground covered with fallen leaves, and slowly walking towards the mountain.

The night is getting deeper, and the boundless fallen trees move with the wind, and they go to the top in white clothes.

The road was also very calm, just like when I walked the first Dao Peak before, and I couldn't feel the slightest danger of it.

Stepping towards the top of the mountain, on the top of the mountain, there is a figure with a cloak and hat, this figure seems to blend into the night, although it is tangible but seems to be invisible, the breath is mysterious, like a peerless sword.

"Under ......"

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