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The cultivation realm of the world: the ninth level of mortals, the ten layers of innate nature, and the upper level is the foundation building realm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Innate Ten Perfection Realm is the Great Grandmaster, above the Great Grandmaster, and the Foundation Building Realm, such characters are already truly transcendent and possess unimaginable power.

At least, in the eyes of the cultivators of the Heavenly Bead Country, the Great Grandmaster was almost a figure who was already a figure in the sky, and could only be used to look up.

And the foundation building realm and the great master realm are like clouds and mud!

For example, the gray-clothed swordsman Qingxu can kill the Red Fire Ape King with a single sword;

For example, the foundation building realm has a hundred years of longevity more than the great grandmaster;

What's more important is to build a foundation realm, and the qi sea gives birth to the Dao foundation, and it is expected to ask for immortality!

Monks in the world all seek immortality, and the path of immortality for all souls has just begun from the foundation building realm.

No matter how talented Jiang Xiaochen is, the cultivation time is too short after all, and the realm is only a congenital realm, and the gap between the realm and the foundation building realm can no longer be described by the difference between cloud and mud.

In short, the blow of the foundation cultivator's sleeve was enough to make him lose his spirit.

Unable to resist, but it does not mean giving in, Jiang Xiaochen almost burst out of all the potential of his body at this moment, and the speed secret technique was also desperately urging.

The figure was like a light and shadow, much faster than before, and it was the fastest speed since Jiang Xiaochen was reborn.

But at such a speed, in the eyes of Ling Xuguan Dao Leader, there is no difference between a snail and a snail.

Jiang Xiaochen hugged the little skeleton and wanted to retreat into the Forest of Revenants, but the Endless Spirit Pattern Light Blade had already submerged them.

The little gray skeleton was still looking at Jiang Xiaochen at forty-five degrees from the side at this time, dumbfounded and cute, his body shook slightly, and he didn't know what was going on?

Or, he also wondered why Jiang Xiaochen suddenly rushed over and hugged it!

However, no one knew that an aura terrifying enough to frighten the heavens and all worlds rolled in the forest of revenants, as if roaring angrily.

That breath was just about to rush out and descend on Jiang Xiaochen and the little skeleton, but at this moment, it suddenly stopped.

Because a sparkling sword light suddenly appeared, it was incomparably accurate on each piece of spirit pattern light blade.

The sword light and the spirit pattern light blade were annihilated at the same time!

Jiang Xiaochen and the little skeleton finally avoided death, but the feeling of powerlessness at that moment had been deeply engraved in his heart.

Jiang Xiaochen pulled the little skeleton back to the edge of the Forest of Dead Souls, staring at Cang Songzi, the Lingxu Guan Daoist on the lonely peak in the north, and deeply remembered this person in his mind.

One day, he will cut off the man's head with his own hands.

If it hadn't been for the gray-clothed swordsman Qingxu just now, he and the little skeleton would have turned into flying ashes.

Of course, Jiang Xiaochen would never know that there was also a force in the Forest of Dead Souls that terrified the heavens and almost rushed out......

Cang Songzi didn't care about Jiang Xiaochen's gaze at all, just like an ant paying attention to him, did he have to look at him too?

He just looked at the gray-clothed swordsman and said flatly: "Qingxu, you have to be nosy if I step on an ant to death?"

The gray-clothed swordsman Qingxu carried the long sword on his back, his expression did not change at all, he hit the ancient hall in the center of the lake with the spirit pattern formation seal with one hand, and responded coldly with the other hand behind him: "He is participating in the Moonlight Forest Trial Tournament organized by my Heavenly Sword Alliance, even if he is a member of my Heavenly Sword Alliance, you are a person from my Heavenly Sword Alliance, I didn't know that you Ling Xuguan can be so arrogant?"

Cang Songzi couldn't imagine that Qingxu was not only amazing in his swordsmanship, but also so sharp in his words.

Although he was not afraid of Qingxu, if it triggered a battle between Ling Xuguan and the Heavenly Sword Alliance, even if he was a foundation building cultivator, he would not be able to afford this responsibility.

Cang Songzi's face finally became ugly, and he said in a gloomy voice: "But what should he do with him when he sets foot here?"

"This place is not your family, we can come, why can't others? Hmph, if you dare to make another move, I will not open the Moon God Ancient Temple, and I will kill you with a sword!"

Qingxu was very protective of Jiang Xiaochen, and at this time, he actually spoke domineeringly.

Hearing Qingxu's words, even the faces of the ghost blood man Bai Zihua and the empty old man changed, and finally the ghost blood man Bai Zihua opened his mouth and persuaded him: "Cangsong Dao Chief, the most important thing is to open the ancient hall, and the rest of the things are trivial, you can wait for the ancient hall to open!"

The ghost blood man Bai Zi's painting is clearly persuasion, but in fact, it is to remind Cang Songzi to wait for the ancient hall to open, and it is not too late to kill the young man, there is no need to quarrel with Qingxu now.

Cang Songzi is old and refined, how can he not hear the meaning of Bai Zi's words, he snorted coldly and said: "Qingxu, don't think I'm afraid of you, if it weren't for the opening of the ancient palace, I would have your Qingxu Sword, what's the matter?"

It's okay to listen to this, everyone actually knows that although their cultivation realm is higher and deeper than Qingxu, the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword is incomparable, if they fight alone, no one can stop the Qingyu Sword in Qingxu's hand.

The gray-clothed swordsman Qingxu didn't bother to talk to Cang Songzi, and glanced at Jiang Xiaochen lightly and said, "Don't leave there, I'll protect you, that old way can't hurt you a single hair." ”

Say this directly in front of Cang Songzi, what does it mean to be domineering and not give face? That's it!

Ling Xuguan Cang Songzi was even more angry, but he knew that he would never be able to help the gray-clothed swordsman no matter what, but in his heart, he had already made a desperate decision against Jiang Xiaochen and the little skeleton. The voice was full of coldness: "Qingxu, I can't help you, can't I kill those two ants, you can protect them for a while, you can't protect them for a lifetime, hey, I will find out that kid's relatives and friends in the Tianzhu Kingdom, but if there is anything related to him, I will kill them one by one, I don't believe it, how many ants can you protect in the world, haha......"

Hearing Cang Songzi's words, Jiang Xiaochen was full of hatred, he looked at Cang Songzi, his voice was like ice, and he said without a trace of emotion: "Cang Songzi is right!"

Unexpectedly, this kid was so bold that he dared to call him by his name, Cang Songzi said proudly: "The ants are not qualified to call your Taoist name!"

Jiang Xiaochen said indifferently: "I suck your eldest master, you dare to touch a single hair of them, I will kill your whole family, if you hurt one of them, I will slaughter you all over the house, you remember it for me, I, Jiang Xiaochen, will put the words here today!"

"Kill my family, slaughter me all over the house?Qingxu, even if you make a move today, you can't protect this kid, although my Cang family is not as good as your Qing family, but it is also the seventh of the top ten families in Nanzhou; although Ling Xuguan is not as good as the Heavenly Sword Alliance, it is also one of the three major sects in Nanzhou, just by virtue of this sentence, even if I don't make a move, the children of the Cang family and Ling Xuguan's own sect will never die with him, as well as his relatives and friends, they will all have to die. Otherwise, how can we calm the anger of the Cang family and Ling Xuguan?"

Cang Songzi said indifferently in his voice, and at this moment, even the gray-clothed swordsman Qingxu was silent.