Following Mu Xiao's gaze, I saw a middle-aged man smiling kindly, and his temples were slightly white. If it weren't for the gloom and fierceness in the depths of his dark eyes, most people would have been deceived by his benevolent appearance. Gradually, the light of the fusion of dark gold erupted from its dantian. I saw that his robe was agitated, the light lingered, and his breath became more and more majestic and majestic, which can be described as not angry and self-imposing.

Staring at the Xuanli restlessness in his place, it was not said that Gu Su Huagu and the apprentices present, even Mu Xiao, who was also a master of the Xuandan Realm, was also quite shocked. Mu Xiao's heart tightened, and extreme uneasiness instantly surged into his heart. He knew very well that although he had entered the Xuandan realm, there was still a big gap between him and Mo Yan.

Today's Moyan is the Great Perfection of the Xuandan Realm, if Mu Xiao is more than ten or twenty years younger, he will still have the strength to fight with it. Unfortunately, this is an impossible luxury. Mo Yan is only now worthy of running four, but Mu Xiao has already entered the age of ancient sparseness. The gap between the two is not only in cultivation, but also in age and physique.

"Grandpa..."Mu Zhilan's eyes were watery, and the depths of her eyes were full of worry.

"Pavilion master, come on!" Tang Xian clenched his fists, his eyes rolled hot, how much he longed for the confrontation with Mo Yan on the upper side was not Mu Xiao, but him Tang Xian.

"This is the master, this is the gap between the masters. If the pavilion owner is defeated, father, will you appear?" Xiao Xuan's eyes were full of light, and there were waves in the depths of his dark eyes. He always felt that Xiao Chen was not too far away from him, and was still silently protecting him. It's unknown how long this protection will last, but at least it still is.

For a while, the three people at the bottom had different thoughts...

"The master of the Moyan Pavilion is here to lead people?" Mu Xiao stood proudly on his waist, and his old face looked extremely solemn and serious. In the face of Mo Yan, who cultivated above him, he was still not afraid, and his demeanor was full of everyone's demeanor. Rao is the Mo Yan who confronts him, and his eyes are also involuntarily smeared with the light of appreciation.

"It's one thing to lead people, but it's another thing to ask for an explanation!" But seeing that the corners of Mo Yan's mouth were slightly hooked, a sinister smile gradually appeared on his face. The pure light that lingered on the surface of his body surged open like flowing water, covering the entire void with brilliance. But when you hear the endless sound and waves, the wind howls with it. Suddenly, the vast majesty fell from the sky, and faintly, there was a five-fingered mountain, slowly suppressed in the slight trembling of space.

Is that... The meaning of condensation!

Mu Xiao's gaze gradually became no longer calm, and the fear in his heart continued to beat his remaining courage like a hammer.

This is the biggest turning point on the way of martial cultivation. If it is said that the fivefold body forging realm is the turning point for ordinary martial artists to step into the true path of cultivation. Then, condensation is the turning point of stepping on the road of the strong on the way to martial cultivation.

Martial artists practice vitality to forge their physique, and then devour their Xuan Qi and give birth to Xuan Li, and then absorb Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang are exchanged to condense Xuan Dan. So far, it has a great position in small land boundaries and even small and medium-sized county towns. But the Xuandan Realm can only be called a master, but the word strong has nothing to do with it. Only by feeling the meaning of condensation, Xuandan swelled and trembled slightly, and stepped into the realm of Xuanfu, which had a slight relationship with the word strong. At that time, even looking at the dynasty, there was also a certain status.

Mu Xiao's uneasiness seemed to have infected many apprentices below. They were drenched in cold sweat, their fists clenched, and their eyes looked nervously at the tense mid-air. Looking at it, it seems that only Xiao Xuanbin is slightly calmer. Of course, his calmness also caused a lot of surprised eyes. In this regard, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth, showing helplessness. He couldn't tell others that his aunt and uncle from the Zhongzhou sect, as well as his mother who had passed away and his father who was missing, all of them had realized the meaning of gathering their minds at the age of nearly ten and condensed Xuanying!

And...

Even if Mu Xiao is defeated after a while, and Xiao Chen doesn't make a move, there will always be someone who can't sit still. Don't forget, in addition to the Eagle Roar and Blood Killing Martial Arts Gym that are present now, Qingyan Town also has a Ghost Gate Martial Arts Gym. If the Eagle Roar Martial Arts Pavilion is swallowed, the balance of the three major forces will be shattered, and at that time, it will not be a good situation for the weak Ghost Gate Martial Arts.

"What's the matter, can Old Man Mu still resist?" Mo Yan licked the corners of his mouth, and a faint meaning flashed in the depths of his black eyes, it was contempt!

"Hmph!" I heard Mu Xiao snort coldly, and shouted: "Bring the gun!" Immediately, Tang Xian threw the wolf pattern ancient spear commonly used by Mu Xiao in Pingsuli. The spear burst through the air, and countless pieces of air shattered under the barrel. Mu Xiao, on the other hand, clenched the spear in his hand in the agitated airflow.

And his next action made Xiao Xuanhui feel a deep sense of astonishment. That gesture.... The marksmanship that Pavilion Master Mu is going to play next is not the Xiaotian Gun?!

Inadvertently, Xiao Xuanbin gently said what he thought in his heart. Although the voice was small, it was easily captured by Mu Zhilan and Tang Xian beside him. Their eyes fluctuated slightly, obviously surprised and surprised that Xiao Xuanhui had just entered the martial arts hall, but he had a deep understanding of the martial arts of the martial arts hall.

"Xuanbin, how do you know that this is the Howling Sky Spear? This is what my ancestors of the Eagle Howling Martial Arts Pavilion obtained when they traveled to Zhongzhou, and since then it has become the martial arts of my Eagle Howling Martial Arts Pavilion. Don't talk about outsiders, even I, the young hall master, can hardly see the starting path of the Xiaotian Spear at a glance!" Mu Zhilan's mouth trembled, and there was a little more scrutiny of Xiao Xuanyan in her eyes.

Facing this bright scrutinizing gaze, Xiao Xuanbin was somewhat at a loss. Does he want to tell them their identity? Do you want to say that this Howling Sky Spear is the entry line of their Xiao family sect to inherit martial arts? This seems to... It's a bit of a shock!

"Oh, don't worry about it for now, let's take a look. I've only seen it once. "I don't know if Tang Xian saw Xiao Xuanbin's embarrassment, or if he really had a strong interest in the Xiaotian Spear. His voice made a round and pulled Xiao Xuancong's dilemma out of the entanglement.

While Xiao Xuanbin cast Tang Xian's grateful gaze, he also thought helplessly: "You have only seen it once, obviously you only cared about abusing me last time, and you didn't see my marksmanship clearly." I'm the Xiao Jiaxiao Heavenly Spear!"

......

Besides, in the middle of the air at this time, a big war is about to break out!

I saw that Mu Xiao was dancing with a spear and rushing away, the Xuandan at the dantian turned, the pure light on the surface of the body became more and more brilliant, and the spear blade attached to the pure Xuan True Qi became more and more cold, escaping the coldness of the forest.

For a moment, the air under the spear shattered, and the air flow agitated, but the sound exploded and the strong wind whistled. I saw that the spear turned into countless gun shadows in Mu Xiao's hand, dazzling, like the falling stars, scattered in all directions.

In an instant, the mighty Xuan Power fluctuations spread from the tip of the spear, sweeping in all directions.

But Na Mo Yan was not in a hurry, and his body retreated. Although he didn't make a move, the shadow of the spear in the sky could hardly hurt him in the slightest, and the rippling aura around him became more and more majestic. In the next moment, he made a sudden move. It's just that the mysterious power is like a flood, rushing out. At the moment when the space rippled slightly, the state of Jintai loomed. And in the next moment, Jintai was angrily suppressed and fell, but he saw that the air exploded, and the sound exploded. Between the churning air currents and the howling wind, the brilliant golden light and the great oppression were getting closer and closer to Mu Xiao's head.

"Grandpa!" I saw Mu Zhilan's pretty face turn pale, and she immediately spoke out in panic.

That's it!

With a sound of "ding", the Xuanli under the golden platform rolled and swept through the ripples. Immediately, the nine-tooth nail rake fell from mid-air, sweeping the wind and clouds.

"In such a big war, how can you be without your brother pig?"

Before you see him, you hear his voice first. And everyone knows that this is the owner of the Ghost Gate Martial Arts Hall, the master of the Xuandan Realm Small Perfection, a wild rake, and a pig brave!

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