The battle for the Tianzi Token of the Qingxu Gate was still thrilling, and Long Bin, who was at the eighth layer of condensation, was on par with Xie Linfeng of the ninth layer of condensation with the seven-star sword array.

On the other hand, the Sword Sect and Hualuo are surprisingly quiet, and there is no selection dispute, which also makes the funeral flowers and Hualuo quite a headache, the Sword Sect needless to say, either in love, or in forging a sword, and then in alchemy, this dragon Dabi inexplicably fell on the Flying Sword Hall, and there were only nineteen sword cultivators in the Flying Sword Hall who met the requirements of the foundation, plus Zhong Ping was exactly twenty people.

As for Hualuo, the girls were even more interested in this big competition, all of them were immersed in double cultivation and couldn't extricate themselves, Hualuo had no choice but to appoint twenty Qi Condensation disciples.

Time flies, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the three sects plus the twenty outstanding members of the Panlong Kingdom are ready to go, and a huge competition is about to kick off.

At this time, in a cave in an unnamed mountain range, a scholar dressed as a man in a green shirt was dancing with a four-foot-and-three-point blue-striped sword in his hand, and his aura was rippling.

"Senior, is this trick right or not?" In the loud shouts, the blue-veined long sword sword is like a swimming dragon, the force is three points, and the whole person is like a cloud in the sky, ethereal, until a move is exhausted, and it is like a tiger, and when the abyss peak turns around, the strength seems to be fierce but actually sniffs the rose, this move is exhausted, and then it is like a white crane ascending to the sky, and the sword roars loudly.

"Okay, stinky boy, you can really understand it"

Hearing this, the man was overjoyed: "Seniors look at this trick again"

The white crane ascended to the sky, more than half of the moves, did not wait for it to disperse, directly hit the green dragon pillar, and went straight to the top of the cave, but when it fell, the sword wind suddenly changed, like scattered people, left and right to meet each other, but finally fell quietly.

"This trick is acceptable, because you only have the right form, and you really don't understand the deep meaning."

"Senior, this swordsmanship is fierce and delicate, and it is gentle in the rough, is it wrong for the younger generation to understand?"

"You have affection in your heart, and you are persistent, you won't understand!"

"Cutting love, cutting love, seniors, juniors, the feelings of the younger generations will never be allowed to be cut off, I have sworn before entering this sword sect, in this life, I want to do amorous sword cultivation and cut through the sky!"

"What an amorous sword cultivator, if you don't cut your love, how can you soar to find your beloved." The man felt extremely contradictory to these words, but he couldn't refute them and couldn't help sighing: "Tsing Yi, are you okay......"

It turned out that this man was Lin Sheng, who had left the Sword Sect a month ago and came here to practice swordsmanship.

Worrying is really helpless, because the immortals are separated from the mortal, the blue veins are danced, and there is nowhere to talk about desolation.

Faerie Infinite Mountains

In other words, Tsing Yi was besieged by the ten true immortals, and the fairy crown prince almost succeeded, but at the critical moment, Tsing Yi relied on the phantom body to escape again, and the ten true immortals were also unwilling to embarrass a weak woman, and they all left one after another regardless of the threat of the fairy crown prince.

The fairy world is so big and vast that even the immortal emperor doesn't know its radius, besides, the person who ascended to the immortal world has never been a hegemon, and his heart is arrogant, not to mention that ten true immortals have not succeeded in besieging a woman who has just entered the true immortal, and he is even more ashamed.

Bei Chenfeng looked coldly at the Ten True Immortals who had gone away, gritted his teeth for a while, and began to calculate in his heart how to make these people pay the price of disobedience.

In the clouds and mist not far away, a figure loomed: "Hmph! It's always a thing that can't be done, and one day to kill you with the hand of Tsing Yi This waste is killing two birds with one stone, and the provincial immortal king is troublesome. ”

This person is none other than Yue Dingtian, this guy doesn't know what his purpose is, but he is always following this immortal crown prince and estimating what he is planning, it is not easy!

It has been ten months since I came to the fairy world, and Tsing Yi is also very familiar with this Wuji Mountain Range, and a stick of incense has appeared in a hidden cave in time.

There is a stone table in the cave, two stone chairs are arranged at both ends, there is a stone pot on the table, there are two stone cups, there is the fragrance of wine in the pot, smell it carefully, it is the fragrance of Qingjiang wine.

"Moon Shadow, I don't know if your body in this world can be awakened, now that the passage is closed, there will be no end to the period of meeting, hey! In the fairy world, where is the joy of red dust, the world is really sad, everyone wants to become immortals, but who knows, it is easy to become immortals, and it is difficult to break love! Anyway, Ying, I will wait for you, a thousand years, ten thousand years, ten million years......" Tsing Yi raised a glass and drank alone, pouring out his heart.

The master has now closed his life and death, and wants to cut off the love thread and impact the realm of the Immortal Emperor, in order to achieve the catastrophe of the Immortal Realm, but others don't know, how can Tsing Yi not know, as a woman, it is impossible to be as ruthless as the Immortal Emperor, everything is in vain.

Tsing Yi plans to retreat here, and heard that the seal of the Three Realms has broken the thread, and the attack of the two worlds of gods and demons is imminent, and his true immortal cultivation is only a high-level ant, and when he encounters the same realm as the Immortal King and Immortal Emperor, he will definitely die, maybe he is unlucky to be taken away by someone to do that dirty thing that does not look at the purpose.

made up his mind, Tsing Yi closed his eyes and went down.

is the so-called: Xianfan is separated by a lot of thoughts, Lin Sheng doesn't know that Tsing Yi has been going through the years.

Panlong calendar Panlong 10th year on the first day of February

The original Chu State School Field has now been renamed Panlong School Field, Qingshan sits in the clouds, and behind them stand twenty young monks full of spirit and arrogant faces.

These people are all the elites of the original Chu State, and as for the other seventeen countries, except for the two countries where Qing Yao and Chi Lian Shuangjiao are located, the rest have long disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the hour had come, the skyline suddenly drew out Dao Changhong, and at such a distance, you could feel the sword qi vertical and horizontal, overwhelming, powerful and arrogant. The twenty monks behind Qingshan all had shrunken eyes, so powerful In fact, no one in the Sword Sect on the Panlong Star could match.

"Hahahaha, Sister Funeral Flower, come so fast!" Qingshan suddenly got up and disappeared into the void in a flash, welcoming everyone from the Sword Sect in mid-air.

"Senior Brother Qingshan, the funeral flowers are polite, a hundred feet away, and I have to bother the senior brother to greet me, it's really troublesome." The funeral flowers are slightly flattered with the green mountains.

"Okay, when will Senior Sister Funeral Flower be like that Daoji, come with me." Just about to turn around, I heard a voice like a silver bell ring: "Master, I am a woman, how can I come to my mother-in-law, and ah, who is that Daoji, why haven't I heard you mention it?" ”

Fuhua was slightly embarrassed, and was about to reprimand but was interrupted by Qingshan, staring at the girl in front of her with a sad face and carrying a sword, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"The younger generation Zhong Ping, I just listened to the words of the seniors and made contradictions, I don't want women to do the things of mothers-in-law, is it difficult for men to do it?" Hearing this, Fuhua reprimanded: "Senior Brother Qingshan, Ping'er is my disciple, although her daughter's body is bold, don't be surprised, don't be surprised." ”

Qingshan was fine, and looked at Zhong Ping carefully, but he wondered why this woman had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.