Suddenly, Zhan Xiaoyao's face turned pale, because a wave of information poured in again.

The immortal clan has always regarded itself as noble, although the heart is heroic and pursues the good way, but it despises other races very much.

It is absolutely forbidden for the immortals and other ethnic groups to intermarry.

And at the beginning, I strongly believed in and admired this practice.

And in this life, he turned out to be a human race, gathering spiritual energy, and cultivating spiritual energy.

Only by undergoing the baptism of the training tower can you obtain the inheritance of power.

The training tower is definitely a magic weapon, and who arranged the training tower.

And the cultivation of the Black Demon Continent is the Black Demon Qi, which has undergone demonic tribulation, and the Demon Spirit and Demon Qi cultivated in the Illusory Continent have undergone transformation.

Natural aura, vast immortal aura, black demonic aura, demon spirits?

This series of information made Zhan Xiaoyao unable to come back to his senses, and his heart was shocked.

Feng Xiawu suddenly asked, "Teacher, what is this?"

Only then did Zhan Xiaoyao come back to his senses: "The teleportation array is just sealed." ”

Zhan Xiaoyao's heart suddenly rose, and a strange conjecture was made: this must have been a temporary teleportation array built by the Immortal Clan before.

But in a place like this, there should be a large array of shielding protection, how could it be

Zhan Xiaoyao once again rushed towards the seven-story pavilion, the back of which was completely embedded in the mountain.

There is a red gate on the front.

Zhan Xiaoyao opened his mouth and said, "You retreat to the side." ”

Zhan Xiaoyao cautiously stretched out his left hand and gently stroked it against the red gate.

There was nothing abnormal, and with a slight force, the red door silently opened inward.

As soon as the door opened, the second floor shouted: "What person?"

Three powerful auras burst out from the second floor in an instant.

Oops, how can there be three powerful opponents, isn't it only the deputy owner?

I hadn't found any cultivator's aura before, but as soon as the door was opened, I found the breath, and this gate actually had the effect of shielding spiritual power.

Zhan Xiaoyao held it in his hand in an instant, and the violent aura immediately spread out.

Bang The wooden wall of the pavilion on the second floor suddenly flew out, and three black figures flew out.

It turned out to be all sage ranks, Xiao Tian and Feng Xia Wu must have nothing to do.

The two Dharma Saints, with a wooden staff and a flying sword under their feet, were suspended in the air out of thin air, and a black-clothed Martial Saint had a pitch-black long sword, and his strength had already exploded into the air.

The sudden change caught Feng Xiawu and Xiaotian off guard, and they were full of horror, but they couldn't face it.

It was completely impossible to hide, Zhan Xiaoyao's body suddenly swept out, and the black-clothed martial saint directly split the red gate into slag with a violent aura.

At the same time as Zhan Xiaoyao was sweeping, a series of violent wind blades suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a ball of rolling flames appeared around Zhan Xiaoyao.

The black-clothed Martial Saint was also extremely good, and the speed of his figure was so fast, and he swept towards Zhan Xiao in an instant.

"Teacher, be careful. ”

Feng Xiawu's face was panicked and nervous.

Zhan Xiaoyao opened his mouth and shouted: "Don't come here." ”

It is necessary to force the Law Saint to retreat and stop the Martial Saint, otherwise Xiao Tian and Feng Xia Wu will definitely be lost.

The strength of the body protection is opened, and the flame battle of the Fa Saint is not afraid at all, and the wind blade can no longer take care of it.

The figure of Zhan Xiaoyao appeared on the eaves of the second floor of the pavilion, and suddenly broke out with the help of force.

"Slash!"

Six condensed and violent sword qi slashed towards the Law Saint.

When it reached the wind blade in the chest, it struck all in the chest.

Bang bang bang!

Waves of gravity struck his chest, and his strong body only took a few steps back.

Six violent sword qi swept through the Law Sage, and the Law Sage urged the objects under his feet to quickly dodge.

The sword qi volleyed out ten zhang in the air, and the force dissipated.

The martial saint behind him arrived again, and Zhan Xiaoyao swept towards the eaves of the third floor.

Only by constantly attacking the Dharma Saint can the Martial Saint chase after him.

The two Dharma Saints retreated, watching in horror.

The strength of Zhan Xiaoyao's physical body surpassed their cognition.

The completely ineffective flame-based spell surprised a mage.

The two Dharma Saints must not be allowed to dodge out of their own attack range.

Zhan Xiaoyao ignored the attack of the Martial Saint behind him, and with a sharp attack on the eaves of the third floor, his body jumped high, slashing towards the two Dharma Saints, and the six sword qi slashed down.

"Wind thunder, lightning strikes. ”

After the first Dharma Saint finished reciting the mantra, a thick black cloud suddenly appeared in the air, completely covering the two Dharma Saints, and the spiritual power was impenetrable.

The Martial Saint struck the air, his body swept away with Zhan Xiaoyao, and the black sword stabbed out again.

"Night Owl Eater Soul Eater. ”

The six sword qi of the volley battle were shot out, and the force struck into the clouds, and it disappeared without a trace.

Behind him, a huge black bird composed of black sword light and psionic energy suddenly slammed into Zhan Xiaoyao's back.

Bang!

Zhan Xiaoyao's body was hit by a huge force, and the falling body flew directly diagonally, falling towards the clouds.

"Teacher. ”

Feng Xia danced, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

Xiao Tian's face was sad and angry, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, sweeping towards the martial saint.

Martial Saint's eyes widened in horror, his own strong attack, the other party did not have any serious injuries.

The blood was surging, and the pain in his back made Zhan Xiaoyao feel a little uncomfortable.

Black clouds, thunder roared, and huge lightning bolts slashed towards Zhan Xiaoyao.

The lightning could not be defended, and the heavy sword was transmitted to the whole body of Zhan Xiaoyao, and the sound of crackling was endless.

Bang!

Zhan Xiaoyao's body slammed to the ground.

The paralyzing sensation of limbs and head made Zhan Xiaoyao extremely uncomfortable, and when he turned his head, he found that Xiao Tian was rushing towards the Martial Saint.

With one move of the martial saint, Xiao Tian will definitely have no bones.

The Martial Saint laughed shamefully, and the black sword suddenly erupted, and Xiao Tian, who swept towards the ground, was an extremely fierce sword.

Zhan Xiaoyao was horrified, forcibly endured the paralysis of his body, and shot at a ghostly speed.

Just between the lightning and flint, Zhan Xiaoyao's chest straightened and appeared in front of Xiao Tian, and the martial saint's attack fiercely hit Zhan Xiaoyao's chest.

Bang!

An even more intense and powerful force directly blasted Zhan Xiaoyao and Xiaotian away at the same time.

Xiao Tian was so protected that he was not harmed, and fell to the ground, which was fine.

Zhan Xiaoyao's chest was extremely painful, and he fell to the ground, soothing the paralysis of his limbs.

"Teacher?"

Feng Xia Wu swept over in one step, holding Zhan Xiaoxiao, checking the injury.

Feng Xiawu's heart suddenly surged with a strong curiosity and impulse, Bei Yan bit her lip tightly, her eyes froze, and her right hand uncovered the canopy on Zhan Xiaoyao's skull.

A handsome and familiar cheek appeared in front of him, Feng Xia Wuyu's hand trembled slightly, and quickly covered the canopy, and Zhan Yao's face disappeared into a blurred shadow.

The two Dharma Saints exclaimed, "You—you're the waste material of that academy?

Zhan Xiaoyao, you even hide it from me, is there really something wrong with grandpa. A sourness suddenly swelled up, and a line of tears slipped down instantly.

Xiao Tian froze when he saw Zhan Xiaoyao's face.

The black-clothed Martial Saint was shocked: "It turned out to be this kid, how could it be? ”

The black-clothed Martial Saint was about to make a move, and Feng Xia Wu suddenly stood up, protecting Zhan Xiaoyao and Xiao Tian behind him.

"You are not allowed to touch him. ”

The black-clothed martial saint laughed shamefully and stopped what he was doing: "Yo, it's quite righteous, I'll see if it's beautiful when I untie the face towel." If you look good, I can consider letting you go. ”

Zhan Xiaoyao swallowed the blood foam in his throat, squirmed, opened his eyes, and stood up suddenly.

"Comfortable, ahem. ”

Zhan Xiaoyao watched Fengxia dancing hen protect the chicken-like action, and his heart was hot.

The three saints in the air were inexplicably surprised, looking at Zhan Xiaoyao's intact chest, the black-clothed martial saint said in surprise: "Zhan Xiaoyao, you, you are not injured, how is it possible?"

Feng Xia Wu and Xiao Tian looked at Zhan Xiaoyao in extreme surprise.

Nai's was discovered. Zhan Xiaoyao put away his night-walking windbreaker, walked to Feng Xiawu, and said softly: "I said that I won't let you be hurt again, you take Xiaotian to the back." ”

Feng Xiawu looked at Zhan Xiaoyao's resolute eyes, an indescribable clarity flashed in her eyes, and she helped Xiaotian to retreat to the side.

Zhan Xiaoyao strode forward, and the cold in his hand was extremely cold: "Come on, let's have a good fight." ”

The two Dharma Saints recited the words again, and a black cloud appeared in the air again, and the three inscriptions of the black sword in the Martial Saint's hand lit up.

The black-clothed martial saint shouted: "The flesh is strong, and you are also dead." ”

The black-clothed Martial Saint flew to the ground, and in the furious aura, his hair tied up couldn't stop waving.

The black-clothed martial saint, the black sword shined brightly, and a black sword light flashed away.

"Nine Shadows of the Moon"

The swept Martial Saint, the sword body stabbed straight and stabbed towards Zhan Xiaoyao.

Thirty zhang, twenty zhang, twenty zhang.

Zhan Xiaoyao's body moved, and the extreme cold collided with the black sword with its violent strength and whimpering roar.

Bang!

Two powerful forces, the whole space that trembled trembled.

An extremely violent force came immediately.

Bang!

Zhan Xiaoyao slammed into the cave wall, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The black-clothed martial saint opened his mouth and laughed: "Haha, a wild cultivator who has not passed the training, his strength is too weak, too weak." ”

Feng Xia Wu and Xiao Tian panicked, and rushed to the front of Zhan Xiaoyao, observing the injury.

Zhan Xiaoyao's chest is still intact, but the internal organs are seriously concussed.

The natural power of the elven blood beads has been brought into play, and it has been repaired in a moment.

Zhan Yao slowly stood up, moving his neck.

"Happy. ”

The black-clothed Martial Saint was extremely shocked, and his face was full of surprise: "You, what's the matter, how can you be fine?"

The two magic saints panicked, and they were busy urging the spells.

The speed of the battle was flashing, and a few vertical leaps swept out quickly, so as not to be affected by Fengxia Dance and Xiaotian.

Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were extremely cold, and a cold air burst out.

The black-clothed martial saint pulled the black sword in his hand, and his body speed swept up, and he attacked towards the battle.

Just as the Martial Saint approached, Zhan Yao was extremely cold, and the corner of his mouth smiled lightly, "You Dragon Thorn." ”

A blue stout swimming dragon suddenly dispatched, about fifteen zhang long, when the swimming dragon dispatched, within a radius of twenty zhang, the temperature dropped sharply, and an extremely cold chill rose.

Feeling the extremely cold temperature of the dragon, the Martial Saint's eyes were frightened, the black sword in his hand kept castrating, and a black sword light swept out quickly and silently.

The black sword light was so weird, and when he was about to die, Zhan Xiaoyao realized it.

Extreme cold suddenly stood in front of him.

Bang. The sword light actually slammed into the heavy sword with a majestic momentum, emitting a roar.