A dull fluttering fan sound sounded in the main hall, and Meng Bufan, who followed the purple sword light and quickly attacked towards Hong Tianxiang, had a pair of incomparably wide crystal wings behind him, stretching behind him, and every time he flapped the fan, he could make his figure advance a short distance in an instant.

This huge crystal bone wing, the left wing is cyan, and the tiny feathers are connected together, and when it is waved, it seems that there are tiny wind blades shooting out in the gaps of the feathers, exuding a sharp aura, and the feathers on its right wing are purple, and a trace of tiny electric arcs flow above its shining crystal luster, jumping up from time to time, every time it is fanned, this wind blade and electric arc will explode in the air, and Meng Bufan's body will suddenly shake the illusion.

The blue purple spiritual power surged out of Meng Bufan's body and flowed on the surface of the wing, directly causing the wing to expand, its area was nearly doubled, and on the dense blue and purple feathers, there were strange patterns, which made this wing look unusual.

The wings shook slightly, and the left wing was silent, but there were small wind blades scattered in the invisible air, setting off gusts of wind, while the right wing was like thunder, and the low explosion sound sounded one after another, which was quite extraordinary.

"Something!"

Hong Tianxiang frowned and looked at the purple and blue wings behind Meng Bufan, Meng Bufan was a human race, how could he have wings on his back.

"Did you rely on this thing to dodge my blow just now?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "The gap in strength is inevitable, I don't believe you can turn over any tricks!"

Rumble!

The figure shot out, and the red lotus blossomed under Hong Tianxiang's feet, and the fire on the figure was shining, like a blazing fireball, directly meeting Meng Bufan.

The blue purple spirit sword in Meng Bufan's hand slashed through the air, and the purple sword light slashed down wildly, and a powerful aura emanated from this purple sword light.

And what makes people a little sideways is that the spirit sword in Meng Bufan's hand, the aura it exudes turned out to be a spirit level, I don't know when, Meng Bufan actually already had a spirit level spirit sword, if it weren't for Mo Li handing over the red practice sword to Su Yuechan, presumably except for Mo Li and Meng Bufan, there was no one in Tianmen who had a spirit level spirit weapon.

Moreover, the aura between this blue and purple spirit sword and the blue and purple wings behind Meng Bufan seemed to be extremely harmonious, and there was a faint feeling of being fused together, as if this spirit sword and wings were one body, or a set.

With Meng Bufan's own wind and thunder spiritual power, for a while, people, wings, and swords seemed to be one, regardless of each other.

Mo Li, who had just collided with Jia Cong and retreated slightly, glanced at Meng Bufan, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The wings and spirit sword seemed to be unusual, could it be that Meng Bufan got it in the land of trials, or did Meng Bufan have another adventure?

With a flash of thought in his mind, the dark golden flames on Mo Li's body surged again, turning into a humanoid fireball and rushing towards Jia Cong.

It doesn't matter where the thing came from, the important thing is that this thing is Meng Bufan's, then that's enough.

And Jia Cong on the opposite side also shot out, with a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes, and at the same time a hint of jealousy.

This trace of jealousy is not for Mo Li, but for the holy flame on Mo Li's body.

This dark golden flame seemed to be pervasive, and its power was extraordinary, and Jia Cong was a little restrained in fighting, which allowed Mo Li to resist Jia Cong's attack every time.

Mo Li relied on Sheng Yan to form a stalemate with Jia Cong again, while Shui Miaomiao was being pressed and beaten by Yeyun at this time.

Between Ye Yunyou's gestures, there were powerful attacks one after another, and they looked official, the wind was light, and they didn't seem to care about Shui Miaomiao's offensive at all.

And Shui Miaomiao had a hard time at this time, even if it was a realm difference, she didn't believe that she would be pressed like this, if it weren't for the 10,000-year-old wood spirit fire and Luo Ran's constant harassment of Ye Yunyou in the distance, she didn't know how long she could last under Ye Yunyou's hands.

People all over the world have always had speculations about the 'Dongsheng Eighteen', guessing who is the strongest and who is the weakest among the eighteen.

The first is not clear, but basically everyone ranks the 'four pride' of Medicine Valley last.

Although this kind of ranking is a bit generalized, Shui Miaomiao knows that there is almost no mistake in this ranking.

In addition to her, the two and three others, although they have also stepped into the Spirit Wheel Realm, are in the early stage of the Spirit Wheel, coupled with their lack of combat experience, there is nothing wrong with ranking at the end of the strength ranking.

Even if there were people from the early stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm among the other Tianjiao, their rich combat experience was completely enough to crush these three people.

Over the years, she has occasionally encountered other Tianjiao, and she has also followed Shui Tianxing to visit several other sects, and similarly, there are also quite a lot of contacts between the other sects, so the eighteen people have met many times, and naturally, there must have been a lot of battles.

Therefore, ordinary people don't know, but these eighteen people have a general understanding of their own eighteen people.

All along, Shui Miao Miao has always placed herself in the middle and upper reaches of the Eighteen Heavenly Pride, because until two years ago, the highest realm among the eighteen of them was the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel, and there were many early stages of the Spirit Wheel, and no one had yet entered the late stage of the Spirit Wheel, at least what they showed was so.

At that time, she had already reached the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel, and she had the help of the 10,000-year-old wood spirit fire, so she ranked herself in the middle and upper tours.

But it's only been two years, and Yeyunyou and Jia Cong have already reached the late stage of the Spirit Wheel, how can they not shock her.

Don't think that it is very slow to advance to one order in two years, after reaching the Spirit Wheel Realm, the gap between each level is like a heavenly moat, with the help of countless heavenly and earth treasures, it took two years to advance from the early stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm to the late stage, which is more than the time she spent in the entire Innate Realm.

And if you want to advance from the middle stage to the late stage, it is even more difficult, some ordinary people have been difficult to take a step forward in the Spirit Wheel Realm for decades, even if it is Shui Miaomiao, these two years have passed, and she is still one step away from the late stage of the Spirit Wheel.

And Ye Yunyou and Jia Cong had already crossed this obstacle and firmly pressed her.

Especially the night clouds, the aura is extremely deep, as if he has been immersed in this realm for a long time, and even as if he is about to step into the peak of the spirit wheel.

"Could it be that they hid their strength in the first place? Or have I been too immersed in Dan Dao in the past two years, and I have been far behind by them......"

As the daughter of the valley lord of the Medicine King Valley, Shui Miaomiao can be said to be approachable on weekdays, treating everyone equally, which is amazing.

However, she is proud in her bones, this pride is only aimed at those who are proud of the sky, she wants to prove that as the head of the 'four pride' of the Medicine Valley, the helmsman of the Medicine King Valley in the future, whether it is in the Dan Dao or the Martial Dao, will never lose to others, and she has always done a good job, whether it is the Dan Dao or the Martial Dao, she is far ahead of the younger generation.

But now, she sensed danger, a sense of crisis.

On the martial arts, the night clouds and the wind pressed her lightly, and she had been distanced, and on the Dan Road, she who had always been a peerless rider was being gradually chased by Mo Li, as if she could catch up with her at any time.

A person's energy is indeed limited, and it can't be seen in a short period of time, but when the martial arts or Dan dao reach a certain realm, it is difficult to go hand in hand, and both maintain the peak of the advanced speed.

Of course, people like Mo Li are not among them.

With the Taiji Diagram and the Dan Sutra, Mo Li's time spent on the Dan Dao only needs one hundredth of an ordinary person's time, and he can progress at a speed that ordinary people can't imagine.

"When I go back, it's time to talk to my father......

Shui Miao Miao took a deep breath, and her eyes settled down again.

The most important thing now is to keep an eye on Ye Yunyu, even if he is not an opponent, it is no problem to entangle him.

The 10,000-year-old wood spirit fire swelled wildly, wrapping her body and rushing towards the night clouds.

Ye Yunyou's eyes flashed with appreciation, such an outstanding woman, he had only seen two, one was Shui Miaomiao in front of him, and the other was Mu Yinxue.

As for Ren Xiangrou and Zhou Lingyao, the two female Tianjiao in the 'Five Masters' of Xuanmen, in his eyes, there is still a little worse.

However, praise is appreciated, but there is no mercy in his hands.

The light sword light flashed, directly shaking the surging Shui Miao back, and then casually shattered the five-color aura from Luo Ran's attack.

Compared with Mo Li, who was completely suppressed by Jia Cong, and Shui Miaomiao, who was suppressed by Yeyunyou, the battle between that Demon Sect disciple and Qi Dangdang was in full swing, and his breath was agitated.

The strength of the two is almost the same, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and they are crazy to fight.

And the battle between Xuexuan and Luo Ya seemed a little weird.

Luo Ya had the heart to fight with Xuexuan, but Xuexuan seemed to want to avoid the battle, and his mind was not on the battle at all, so the two were constantly flickering now, and rarely collided.

The situation seems to be a bit stalemate, but it is a direction that is unfavorable to Mo Li's side, after a long time, if Mo Li and Shui Miaomiao can no longer support it, let Ye Yunyou and Jia Cong free their hands, then their side will be completely defeated.

The situation in the field came into view, and a purple light flashed in Meng Bufan's eyes.

Glancing at Mo Li, who rushed up again after being shaken back by Jia Cong, Meng Bufan took a deep breath and retracted his gaze.

"In the past, you solved the problem for us, this time, let us solve the problem for you......"

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Meng Bufan's bruised wings flickered violently, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, coming to the top of Hong Tianxiang's head.

Under the explosion of Hong Tianxiang's spiritual power, he smashed the purple sword light that had shot at him several times before, and then, his spirit sword was raised.

"Burst of flames!"

Dozens of orange sword lights appeared messily around Meng Bufan's body and shot wildly.

"Wings of Wind and Thunder, Wind and Thunder Flash!"

Meng Bufan snorted lightly, and the wings behind him suddenly flapped wildly, and in an instant, there were countless thunder arc wind blades in the space, meeting the dozens of orange sword lights.

At the same time, his figure flashed, and he came behind Hong Tianxiang, his right hand was violet, and he pointed at Hong Tianxiang's back.

"Nine days of thunder rage, pointing guns!"

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