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Murong Jiangtao hesitated a little. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that he doesn't believe that Lin Xuan is powerful, the strength that Lin Xuan showed before, the storm fist that smashes out with that punch, really shocked them.

However, no matter how strong this Lin Xuan is. It is impossible to defeat the crowd with one, not to mention that there are three disciples of the Innate Realm Sevenfold on the opposite side.

Not to mention Lin Xuan, in the eyes of Murong Jiangtao, even if he is a disciple at the peak of the Innate Realm, he may not be able to do it.

In the face of so many people, the disciples at the peak of the Innate Realm could only flee from the wind.

They looked at Lin Xuan hesitantly.

Murong Jiangtao finally took a deep breath, although he felt that something was wrong, but he still had an inexplicable choice in his heart to believe in Lin Xuan.

"Okay, but Senior Brother Lin Xuan, let's remember not to be impulsive. Otherwise, we'll all have to stay here later. ”

"If we can't do anything, then let's evacuate first and wait for the opportunity in the future. He kept admonishing until Lin Xuan nodded that Murong Jiangtao agreed.

Most of the four of them were injured, and even one of them was already too seriously injured, and a fist-sized hole exploded in his chest, but fortunately, he didn't hurt his heart, so he was able to continue his life with the Soul Returning Pill.

Murong Jiangtao immediately ordered the other three to recover their injuries on the spot, and waited to rush to the sect as soon as possible, walk out of this demon refining tower, and go to their own sect to report.

And he himself was walking with Lin Xuan in the direction of escaping.

Half a day later, the two had galloped thousands of miles. until they reached a dense forest swamp.

According to the previous memory, Murong Jiangtao took Lin Xuan to a hill.

Lin Xuan's gaze penetrated the hill and looked towards the swamp.

Sure enough, dozens of disciples dressed in Yunxiaomen disciple uniforms all sat together in groups, each on guard. Some meditate and practice, while others are chatting casually.

In the bodies of three of them, Lin Xuan felt a huge momentum that was different from ordinary people.

Come to think of it, these three guys are the inner disciples of the Innate Realm Seven Folds mentioned by Murong Jiangtao, who are about to be accepted as registered disciples by the elders.

The three of them sat opposite each other, two of them looked younger and only in their twenties, and the other one was a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

"Senior Brother Wang, with this Dragon Emperor Grass. The youngest one, a young man with a somewhat pale face, showed a blooming and flattering smile at this moment: "You can even become a genius from a genius!"

"When the time comes, the cultivation speed will skyrocket. You will be valued by the sect, and it is not impossible to even cultivate you into a true disciple!~"

"When the time comes, the entire Sword Suppression Alliance will take my Senior Brother Wang as the head of the horse and bow down!"

The remaining black-clothed young disciple took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang has entered the ranks of true disciples, it is simply an ironclad matter!

"Think about it, in our Yunxiao Gate, we are all called geniuses, and those who really have genius talent can basically be counted with one pair of hands. ”

"When the time comes, it won't be three years. Senior Brother will definitely enter the Tongxuan Realm, and within ten years, he will enter the Nayuan Realm! Even if it is the leader of the alliance, he will give me Senior Brother Wang's face. ”

"At that time, the Overlord Sword Alliance was nothing. ”

These two young disciples were more able to pat each other than the other, and Wang Kunlin's face was full of red light when he listened, and his smiling eyes narrowed into a slit. However, he still said with intoxication on the surface: "Eh...... Don't say that. The leader of our Sword Alliance, Senior Brother Wang Chen, treats me well. ”

"That's, that's ......" The surrounding members of the Overlord Sword Alliance all responded.

Wang Kunlin laughed, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the grass growing on the big bluestone in the swamp.

This black grass is all turquoise and crystal clear, like a treasure carved out of the perfect jade, and it is natural.

Resembling a dragon and a snake.

It's like a baby dragon that has just hatched, and its body is swaying slightly.

A scorching breath, standing far away Lin Xuan, can be deeply felt.

In the 500-square-foot quagmire, there was not a single living thing, not even a single grass.

There was a dead silence.

In the dark and sticky mire, only this turquoise grass is so dazzling, like a bright sun in the dark night, it is difficult not to pay attention.

It's strange to say.

From time to time, disciples from Yunxiaomen in this demon refining tower come to test and strengthen themselves.

However, this Dragon Emperor Grass was not found, only the disciples of the Overlord Sword Alliance found it.

This has to be said to be the favor of God.

The sentence that circulated among the immortals was not groundless.

In cultivation, both talent and strength are far less important than chance.

As long as there is a big enough opportunity, the fortune of fortune will fall on their heads, such as this Dragon Emperor Grass, which can save Wang Kunlin fifty years of hard work!

Thinking of this, Wang Kunlin's heart became more and more excited, and his dry palms trembled a little: "Dragon Emperor Grass, Dragon Emperor Grass ......"

When he was engrossed in staring at this Dragon Emperor Grass, he didn't notice that the young man in white with a vain face on the side had a ruthless look in the depths of his eyes.

At the same time, Murong Jiangtao hesitated: "Senior Brother Lin Xuan." These people now have more than a hundred eyes staring at the Dragon Emperor Grass all the time, and we don't know where to start. ”

He originally had an idea, waiting for the disciples of the Sword Suppression Alliance to take the opportunity to seize it and then flee when the disciples of the Sword Suppression Alliance were not paying attention.

However, everyone knows the preciousness of the sixth-order Xuancao. Enough to buy the life of anyone present, dozens of times!

You can create a cultivator in the Xuan Realm, or even the Nayuan Realm!

How dare they take it lightly, they don't dare to blink their eyes even if they don't blink.

Minutes and seconds passed.

That Dragon Emperor Grass, the flowing shadows and mysterious qi all over the body, are also constantly condensing and merging.

The dragon's body gradually bloomed, from coiled together, and now it is slowly and completely blooming.

The moment when the dragon body is fully blooming, it is the time when the dragon emperor grass is fully mature.

The higher the level of the black grass, the environment in which it grows, including the time, is extremely harsh. Even if it is missing a minute or a second, if it is picked in advance, it will cause the Dragon Emperor Grass to fail to mature, and most of the medicinal effects will be wasted, and some will even become waste grass directly.

At this moment, people sit like pins and needles and feel uncomfortable.

Finally, after half a day, the hour had come.

The moment the Dragon Emperor Grass Dragon Body completely bloomed, a strong medicinal fragrance suddenly spread, and it spread rapidly in all directions.

Everyone just felt that their pores were breathing greedily, trying to gulp on the medicinal incense.

"Hahahaha!" Wang Kunlin laughed again and again, so excited that he couldn't help himself, he stepped into the air and rushed towards the Dragon Emperor Grass, for fear that the Dragon Emperor Grass would grow wings and fly away.

That's when it happened.

A sound full of majesty and killing sounded faintly in the ears of everyone present.

"This king's Dragon Emperor Grass is also something you can touch?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the golden shadow like a dragon fell rapidly from the sky, slammed into the ground, and splashed the mud dozens of feet high.

The entire mire was swirled in a spiral by the wind.

The sky suddenly darkened inexplicably, and finally became almost pitch black, as if the vast sun and the moon on the horizon had been stolen.

Under the impact of the light, countless purple rays flew out, covering the entire pitch-black sky, just like the stars in the sky, pulling the entire bright starry sky into the world.

Countless purple stars converged into a handsome and fair-skinned young man dressed in green clothes.

Wang Kunlin looked at it fixedly, and the moment he saw this person's face clearly, he was completely moved, and his face changed suddenly.

"Fengchen!"

His exclamation resounded in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, dozens of Inner Disciples of the Sword Suppression Alliance all changed their faces wildly, looking at this person in disbelief.

"He's Fengchen!"

"Among the inner gates, the first person in the Demon Refining Tower!

"I heard that when he was nineteen years old, he had already entered the Innate Realm! Advanced Inner Gate, within three days, he challenged more than one hundred and sixty Inner Gate disciples one after another, and jumped directly from the Heavenly Ranking to the top 100!"

"Moreover, Fengchen entered the Demon Refining Tower three years ago and has never gone out again. He cultivates here all the time. Now, the entire first layer of the Demon Refining Pagoda has already bowed down to him! Who knows which realm he has reached, I'm afraid that he has already entered the Tongxuan Realm with one foot. ”

"This achievement is simply unparalleled! Even the four elders have praised him, and Na Yuan Realm is an ironclad thing for him!"

Fengchen has almost become a legend in the inner door. That brilliant record, terrifying strength. It is enough to make every inner disciple bow and worship, and be extremely humble in front of him.

And right now, Fengchen appeared here, clearly coming for the Dragon Emperor Grass.

"Bring it. Fengchen stepped on the void, his clothes were windless, hunting, stretched out his hand, his face was indifferent, and he opened his mouth lightly.

Although this voice was flat, it fell on everyone's ears, but it seemed like an unquestionable order, with an absolutely murderous order.

If anyone is not convinced, he will be slapped to death with one palm!

Controlling life and death is between bowing your head.

Wang Kunlin's whole face was already extremely blue. He went from the excitement and fanaticism he had before, to the feeling that he couldn't spit it out after eating a mouthful of.

Who would have thought that Fengchen would appear here?

How could he dare not give?

However, Wang Kunlin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the grievances and anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Fengchen, this Dragon Emperor Grass, if I remember correctly, I should have discovered it first." Let's talk about a first-come, first-served ......."

"First come, then come?" Feng Chen sneered on his face, and waved his sleeve robe casually, and the purple stars in the sky immediately fell, like a stream falling to the ground.

Hundreds of stars flowed, stirring up a manic and bloody wind, hitting Wang Kunlin's body fiercely, splashing the sky with waves of starry light.

Wang Kunlin was shocked, and hurriedly gritted his teeth fiercely, crushing four or five rune marks in an instant, forming layers of protective light around his body.

Murong Jiangtao stared at this rune light mark and exclaimed in surprise: "Five rune marks! This is a third-order rune mark, each mark is worth more than a hundred spirit stones! It is extremely precious on the market. It's enough to resist the full force of the peak disciple of the Innate Realm!"

"Wang Kunlin has been in the Sword League all these years, but he has been thriving and has earned enough spirit stones. Tsk!" Murong Jiangtao gritted his teeth hatefully.

"Bang bang bang!"

The hundreds of meteoric stars slammed into him, and the shield that wrapped around him shattered like an eggshell, cracking with a sound and turning into tens of thousands of dusts and vanishing.

Even the cyan rune texture that Wang Kunlin was wrapping around the surface of his skin was shattered together. The whole person flew out upside down, smashed sideways in the mire, and went down in a deep depression, and the whole person was dyed into a mud figure, spraying blood incessantly.

This scene surprised everyone.

Although everyone knows that Fengchen is extremely strong and his strength is unfathomable.

But after all, Wang Kunlin was a disciple of the Seven Layers of the Innate Realm, and he had already stepped into the inner gate with one foot.

Those four or five rune marks could obviously withstand dozens of attacks from any Innate Realm peak disciple, but right now, in Fengchen's hands, they were vulnerable!

Joke-like defense!

I thought that Wang Kunlin, even if he was not as good as Fengchen, could last for hundreds of rounds! But now, this terrifying scene makes people's hearts chill.

Everyone stared at the embarrassed and miserable Wang Kunlin in the mire. When they looked at Fengchen again, the chill and fear in their hearts had already made their limbs tremble.

The strength shown by Fengchen has made everyone present silent, absolutely domineering, shocking!

"Now, do you want to tell me about this first-come, first-come-first-come?"