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Xiao Qiang looked at this splendid world, full of ambition, and after putting away the Jianhe Nebula, he suspended in mid-air, put his hands on his chest, and his ten fingers danced like lotus flowers. [Full text reading]: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6dIf you have read this chapter, please move to the novel Ыqi

Although he couldn't use dark energy in the dream realm, or even any energy, he could practice speed and practice the proficiency of the Nine Seals of Heavenly Demons.

Master duels, even if they are one percent of the opponent faster, can determine the outcome and even life and death

His fingers danced faster and faster, and the smoothness of the wind on his fingertips also invisibly accelerated the flow of his thoughts, and the two promoted each other, and the handprints changed even faster.

It seems that this necklace under the auction is really a treasure

Xiao Qiang practiced heartily, changing the four handprints over and over again until he reached the limit.

He paused slightly, and suddenly thought, since it was a consciousness space, could it also "move" the thirty-two statues of the Nine Seals of the Heavenly Demons

Xiao Qiang's eyes lit up, and the arrangement of thirty-two statues immediately appeared in his mind, trying to project them outward.

With a snort, the thirty-two statues of the demon gods really appeared, lifelike, like entities, neatly arranged in front of them.

Xiao Qiang couldn't help laughing loudly, looking at the group of demon god statues in front of him dizzily, releasing thirty-two thoughts and locking the statues.

He didn't move, and the thirty-two demon god statues moved on their own, constantly arranging various sequences and showing them in front of Xiao Qiang's eyes, helping Xiao Qiang comprehend the mystery of the remaining five mudras.

With the passage of time, Xiao Qiang's soul power gradually couldn't keep up, and he was afraid of an accident, so he had to stop and withdraw from the dream world.

With a hum, as if the soul had returned to its place, Xiao Qiang's body trembled, and then he felt the energy surging around him, as well as the heat from the dragon head crystal under him.

Guiding the energy back to the dantian, Xiao Qiang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

It was already dark, and the night had passed.

The harvest of this night was very large

He moved his hands and feet, took out two Huishen Pills, threw them into his mouth, and sat cross-legged on the ground again.

Huishen Pill is an elixir that restores spiritual power, and it is the "private medicine" of the medicine addict, and the effect is naturally extraordinary.

In less than half a pillar of incense, Xiao Qiang was refreshed, his eyes were blazing, his whole body was full of vitality, and he couldn't wait to find someone to fight well.

When he was cultivating the Nine Seals of the Heavenly Demon in the Dream Realm just now, the high-speed change of Xiao Qiang's handprint seemed to have a new comprehension, at this time, strike while the iron was hot, you must know that at this stage of his strength, comprehension is often something that can be encountered but not sought

After Xiao Qiang rearranged the prohibition in the room, the dark soul and the dark heart were activated at the same time, and the dark veins were filled with tyrannical and powerful energy in an instant, surging wildly.

Xiao Qiang's body was turned outward with a black mist, his hands were placed on his chest, and his ten fingers were as clear as jade, dancing softly and smartly.

When Xiao Qiang was concentrating on cultivation, in the north of the city, Yin Chaoxing and his team had already arrived at the Colosseum in the north city.

The rules of this venue are nothing more than an enlarged version of the small Colosseum, an open-air arena with yellow sand in the center, and the circular seats are circled and circled, like terraces as steep.

On the side of the main entrance, there is a semi-circular platform, which is where the VIP seats are located.

Yin Chaoxing originally thought that he had come early enough, but he didn't think that there were still people who were even earlier, and at this moment, there were more than 30 people standing in front of the guardrail of the VIP high platform, looking down.

These people were all wearing black robes and deep cloaks, and they couldn't see what they looked like, but judging from their momentum, it was obvious that they were all cultivators who were not low in cultivation.

"Du Rushan" Yin Chaoxing suddenly found a familiar figure from the crowd, and couldn't help but jump in his heart.

What surprised him even more was that the hall master of the Demon Sword Gate Sword Trial Hall actually bowed to the person opposite

Could it be the arrival of the protector of the Demon Sword Gate, or one of the three elders?

Whether it is a human race or a demon race, an ordinary sect, the height of the top person can determine the height of the sect, but the Demon Sword Sect is different.

The strength of the Demon Sword Gate lies in the fact that its top-level power is very terrifying, in addition to the four protectors who have reached the cultivation of the Great Sword Master, the three elders are also unfathomable masters, as for the door master and deputy door master, they are all the same as the Sword Ghost Venerable of the Sword Pavilion, it is a legendary existence.

Yin Chaoxing's eyes widened, and he secretly complained in his heart, it's over, Xiao Qiang, you are in big trouble this time, and the Demon Sword Gate can send top-level people, which means that people are going to eat you

When Yin Chaoxing was panicking, suddenly, a sharp gaze looked at him, which made him can't help but beat a spirit.

Du Rushan glanced at Yin Chaoxing, and whispered a few words to the black-robed young man beside him, who looked at Yin Chaoxing with sharp eyes and floated down from the high platform.

The tall young man landed smoothly on the sand, and walked towards Yin Chaoxing with a calm momentum.

Although he didn't deliberately urge the momentum, the tyrannical and heavy murderous aura flowed out uncontrollably, like an invisible hill, and like a bloody and terrifying beast, crushing towards Yin Chaoxing.

"You are Yin Chaoxing" The young man's footsteps finally stopped, and a cold voice spat out of his mouth, as if it was an ice arrow.

"Yes, I am Yin Chaoxing" Yin Chaoxing sweated profusely and bowed to salute.

The young man smiled coldly, and his two slender fingers took off the cloak on his head, revealing a resolute face, and a scar hung diagonally on the left side of his face, which made him look more and more fierce.

"I call 10,000 people beheaded"

"Ten Thousand People Beheading Huang Tianba" Yin Chaoxing's mind was buzzing, and he took a step back, so nervous that he almost suffocated, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

"Tell Xiao Qiang, I will cut off his head with my own hands and send it to Leng Qingxun" Huang Tianba smiled fiercely, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Behind Yin Chaoxing, followed by more than a hundred subordinates of the underworld, as well as a few warriors, all came to arrange the Colosseum.

Everyone was nervously watching the old man talking to a young man in black, and suddenly saw the man in black disappear, and then sensed a tyrannical murderous aura coming to his face, and instinctively, everyone's eyes blinked.

Also in the blink of an eye, Yin Chaoxing turned around and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

More than a hundred people stood there like wooden stakes, as if they were frozen, and even the expressions on their faces stiffened.

The next moment, the heads of more than a hundred people rolled down from their shoulders at the same time, and blood stains more than three feet high erupted from their necks, like fireworks blooming at the same time

The sky was full of blood flowers, and 10,000 people were holding a blood-stained long sword, and the black clothes were clean and dusty, standing as tall as a javelin