The cultivation of the Xintong technique is so difficult, it is not only a technique that can be cultivated by relying on personal meditation, but also through non-stop battles with the strong, some special meditations, sudden realizations, or the point of a famous teacher. It is rumored that some people have mastered the technique and must confront some strong people, these strong people are all stronger than themselves, if they know some strong people, if they don't know, then challenge, it is very likely to be killed by those strong people who are angry because of the provocation of the weak.

The strong are arrogant, and very few strong people are willing to meet people who are weaker than themselves, and they are not willing to be the object of these inferior people practicing the exercises! In their opinion, this is equivalent to a kind of humiliation, and it is difficult to understand the thoughts of the strong, probably they feel that when they deal with the weak, they will become weaker.

In the phantom dragon duel, the wind and clouds changed color, and a circle of blue flowing clouds like swallowing mountains and rivers surrounded the huge phantom dragon that was dozens of zhang long.

"Phantom Trace!"

The phantom dragon snorted and its huge body began to dim, and in an instant, the aura of the phantom dragon appeared in all directions of Ling Yan.

A snow-white spark trembled slightly out of Ling Yan's hand, and the spark jumped on his fingertips, flashing and flashing, like a naughty star in the sky, but after nine flashes, the spark popped, and it burst into a monstrous fire, and the flames flew around Ling Yan's body, completely enveloping him. It was as if Ling Yan had given him life, entwining and clinging to Ling Yan.

The intense temperature of the Nine Turns Divine Fire made the Phantom Dragon unable to speak to Ling Yan. The nine-turn divine fire is surrounded by seamlessness, like natural armor.

"Turn!! Control!! Gnaw!! ”

Ling Yan pinched his fingers, controlled the azure flowing clouds that had lost his target, and began to crash towards the position of the phantom dragon that he had judged.

Boom!

To his surprise, the Flowing Cloud Burning of this blow successfully hit the huge body of the Phantom Dragon.

"Ahh

The phantom dragon let out a violent dragon roar, and then its huge body fell directly from the air, hitting the ground fiercely, and its whole body was soft, as if it had lost all strength, and the dragon's eyes were dim. The immortal power around it was even more messy, gradually shrinking, like a flame about to be extinguished...

Ling Yan looked at it, but did not show any anxious look, but smiled slightly, and said: "Phantom Dragon, don't use illusion in front of me, the attribute of Liuyun burning has not appeared, I haven't seen your immortal power burned, nor have I taken immortal power from you, such a fake illusion, you are embarrassed to take it out?" ”

As soon as Ling Yan's words landed, the space began to distort, and the huge phantom dragon on the ground, which was dozens of zhang, began to slowly transform into a little starlight, blended into the air, and finally disappeared.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you kid to be quite careful! But I'm not here to deceive you, I'm here to divert your attention! ”

The voice of the phantom dragon floated in the sky above Ling Yan, and this sentence made Ling Yan's expression suddenly tighten!

And in the next second, Ling Yan noticed that all around him seemed to be filled with the breath of a phantom dragon.

Slowly, the surrounding space began to move, and the dragon power was generated in the bottom of his heart, the meaning of the king that could not be provoked, so that people could not resist anything, and the powerful dragon pressure began to squeeze Ling Yan, and the surrounding scene was slowly covered by the huge body of the phantom dragon.

The body of the phantom dragon was dozens of zhang, sitting in a spiral shape in the air, circling and winding around Ling Yan, although it did not completely touch Ling Yan, but the phantom dragon used its huge body to completely seal Ling Yan's retreat.

"If it weren't for the Nine Turns Divine Fire, I'm afraid I would have been defeated a long time ago!"

Ling Yan thought to himself, if it weren't for the Nine Turns Divine Fire to isolate the Phantom Dragon, the Phantom Dragon would not have shown its posture, but would directly strangle itself invisibly!

Phantom dragon is a phantom dragon in the end, with rich experience and countless combat experience, and it is definitely beneficial to fight with it! Ling Yan also sighed, he actually put such a good teacher and a good opponent, but he didn't completely find out!!

"It looks like my strength is not enough!"

Ling Yan looked at the phantom dragon's strong and athletic body and sighed.

"Ling Yan, your growth time is too short, and besides, you are too lucky, you lack too much blood and fire tempering! It's only natural to outshine you! "Phantom Dragon Dao.

"Hehe, is there too little experience in combat?"

Ling Yan suddenly showed a smile of pride: "Since this is the case, then you and I have been fighting for fifty years, how about it?" ”

This sound echoed in the world of the Phantom Dragon for a long time, and it was arrogant in the sky.

"Haha, why don't you dare? Not to mention fifty years, I can fight in five hundred years! ”

The phantom dragon laughed.

..........

One month! The seasons turn:

One year! Time flies...

Ten years, the vicissitudes of life......

I don't know how many thoughts are immersed in it, Ling Yan always jumps his mental power, combat power, and strength to the tightest every day, and the heart ball and heart have never stopped running, what they have to do is to keep supplying Ling Yan with immortal power!

Every time you push yourself to the limit, it's time to break through.

During this period, the skeleton didn't know how many thoughts he sent to Ling Yan, but to no avail!

But the old man was motionless, just standing quietly beside the Fu Seal Enchantment, staring at Ling Yan with a pair of eyes, standing like this, it was thirty years....

Time changes, years fly, and a person's growth often depends on the accumulation of time.

Time is like a knife that carves a rough-looking person into an extraordinarily fine carve, especially the human heart.

...........

The eternal glory is swirled in the clouds scattered with countless lights, and the rigorous and regular buildings are located on this cloud cluster.

A lonely figure, quietly stepping on the clouds, walked towards the mansion where the human-level disciples cultivated.

Black clothes inlaid with a faint golden border, an unusually flowing long hair, handsome, revealing a little evil face, and the corners of the mouth that do not smile, are sexy in an instant.

"Senior Brother Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time! How are you doing lately? ”

At this time, a tall figure, driving the auspicious clouds, flew down from the sky, and smiled at Mo Yeqing, who was standing alone in front of the courtyard.

Mo Yeqing raised his eyes indifferently and looked at the two men who descended, and a slight smile appeared on his unsmiling faces.......

Although this smile is stiff...

He is not a person who likes to laugh, at least in his worldview, he believes that laughter is for people who deserve to laugh at themselves.... Those are usually the ones who have to protect eternal life...

"Senior Brother Yu, Senior Brother Fei!" Mo Yeqing nodded lightly and said lightly.....