In the air, Lin Da looked down, watching Cang Qingwu's figure emerge in the deep pit, his face couldn't help but show a touch of horror, he was a sword cultivator, and the size of his ability depended on the blood pattern sword that was cultivated with his life, and the grade of the blood pattern sword had already reached the level of the best magic weapon. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The best-grade magic weapon, as we all know, the Dao Court of the Da Luo Immortal Dynasty and the Cangmang Immortal Dynasty each have one, all of which are used as Dinghai Divine Needle-like existences, not easy to use, and are the most powerful magic weapons in addition to magic weapons, such treasures Even if Cangqing Wu is His Royal Highness of the Cang Mang Immortal Dynasty, his identity is extremely noble, and he is not qualified to obtain this level of treasure.

Even if there are best-grade magic weapons in the world that are not well known, such as the Blood Pattern Sword in Lin Da's hand, there will definitely not be more than five.

The power of the high-level sword technique of the blood pattern sword of the best magic weapon level is absolutely extraordinary, but this Cangqing Martial Arts can actually resist it, and consume the high-level sword technique 'Gossamer Dragon Sword Technique'.

However, what Lin Da didn't know was that at this time, Cang Qingwu was shocked by him beyond measure, the Dao method was divided into three levels: low-level spells, middle-level spells, and high-level spells, but what few people knew was that above the high-level spells, there was also a spell called supernatural powers.

There is almost no magic of this level in the cultivation world, because the origin of the supernatural power is left over from the ancient ruins, and it is an extremely rare magic supernatural power, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate a supernatural power in ancient times, and it is also an era of the end of the law.

The silver giant bird displayed by Cangqing Wu is a magical power, based on the cold flame spiritual objects in the depths of the ice sky and polar regions, pouring the power of the whole country of the Cang Mang Immortal Dynasty, gathering countless cold poison and strange things to irrigate and quench, consuming the efforts of dozens of real people in the Dao Court, and spending countless spiritual objects of Yun Yuan to protect the body, and it took more than 100 years to cultivate the magical power after all the dangers.

Such a world-class supernatural power was actually broken by Lin Da's sword technique, which was really difficult for Cang Qingwu to accept, and his heart was shocked.

"Good! Good! There are not many people in this world who are qualified to be my opponent, and you are one of them. Gathering his mind, Cang Qingwu's gaze fell on the blood-patterned sword in front of Lin Da, with his background and experience, he could naturally see a hint of clues.

"Farewell!"

The next moment, Cang Qingwu's figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared, not that he was not sure to defeat Lin Da, after all, he was His Royal Highness of the Cang Mang Immortal Dynasty, and there were many hole cards.

Lin Da was able to block him, Cang Qingwu's destruction of the Mufeng Dao Gate Mountain Protection Array was considered a premature death, if he dragged on here for too long, waiting for Mu Wufang and the others to come back, then it would be bad for him, so Cang Qingwu chose to retreat.

Seeing Cangqingwu disappear, Lin Da breathed a sigh of relief, the crisis of the Mufeng Dao Gate was solved, perhaps because he was aware of the situation here, the Daoists who were sabotaging in other places also retreated, and after a while, the Crouching Tiger Mountain Range calmed down.

"Senior brother!" A green light appeared in front of Lin Da, but this person was a person from Mujian Dao, at this time, his face was as white as gold paper, and his breath was uncertain, at this moment he looked at Lin Da with a somewhat complicated expression, and there was a trace of gloom in his eyes, Lin Da and Cangqing were evenly matched, but he couldn't take Cangqingwu's move.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Mu Jian Dao people's eyes naturally fell on the blood pattern sword, and he also saw a clue like Cangqing Wu, this blood pattern sword may be the best magic weapon-level sword.

"Senior brother, are you alright?" Feeling the gaze of the Mujian Dao people, Lin Da said calmly.

"It's okay! It's good to cultivate for a while, and this time it's only because of your Mufeng Daomen's mountain protection array that it hasn't been broken. Mujian Daoist retracted his gaze and said.

Mujian Daoist didn't mention the Blood Pattern Sword, fortunately he was not a sword cultivator, otherwise, for this sword that was very likely to be the best magic weapon, Mujian Daoist didn't know if he would have any crooked thoughts.

A moment later, dozens of light shields converged, and the old people of the Mufeng Dao Gate gathered over.

"Senior Brother Mujian! Senior Brother Lin! There is no big problem with the mountain protection array, although some of the formations are broken, but they can be repaired, and it will not affect the operation of the circle, but the scattered cultivators who joined before have fled, and only we old people are left here. Luo Men Daoren said with a somewhat gloomy face.

"Those scattered cultivators are all white-eyed wolves, when they were killed, our Mufeng Daomen took them in, but when my Mufeng Daomen was in distress, they did not hesitate to abandon the Mufeng Daomen." Han Song Dao said angrily.

The vast majority of the people in the sect showed resentment, and they worked hard for more than ten years, but they ended up with such a result, how to make people willing, and the scattered cultivators were gone, although Cangqingwu's plan was not successful, but it was not completely unsuccessful, because the Mufeng Daomen became an empty shell.

It's hard to say whether the existence of the Mufeng Dao Gate is still meaningful.

"I'm going back to heal my wounds, and Senior Brother Lin will leave it to you here." Mujian Daoren's expression was also quite gloomy, and he said a word to Lin Da, and then turned into a light shield and flew towards his palace.

The essence of the world is that the weak eat the strong, the world is like this, the cultivation world is like this, and the same is true of a Daomen, although there is more of a human touch here than outside, but its essence remains the same, Mujian Daoren's words show his attitude, with Lin Da's performance today, he will definitely enter the high-level of Mufeng Daomen in the future.

It turned out that there were only two high-level people in the Mufeng Daomen, one of them was Mu Wufang, and the other was the Mujian Daoist.

The aftermath work is actually the same thing, Lin Da arranged for people to patrol the mountain, repair the magic circle, count the losses, and after two or three efforts, the Taoist of Mufeng Daomen was dispatched to work.

At this moment, the awe of Lin Da from the Mufeng Dao Gate is far higher than that of the Mujian Dao people, after all, Lin Da's performance before also fell in the eyes of everyone, and the Mu Jian Da is vulnerable in front of Cangqing Wu, but Lin Da can be equal to him, ranking among the strongest people under the Jindan realm.

After dismissing everyone, Lin Da stood in the void, his eyes looked through the light curtain of the mountain protection array, looking directly at the battlefield above the sky, the heaven and earth vitality rioted, the colorful spiritual light was fighting, and the coercion was overwhelming, just like the power of the vast heaven and earth, but dozens of high-level spells were colliding.

"It should be over!" Lin Da muttered to himself.

Because Cang Qingwu's plan failed, there was no need for the Jindan realm real people on the side of the Cang Mang Immortal Dynasty to do useless work here.

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On the outskirts of the Crouching Tiger Mountains, many mountains seem to have been skinned, all green disappears, and brown rocks and mud are exposed.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared on a broken boulder, but this person was Cang Qingwu, but he didn't know how he broke through the mountain protection circle and appeared here.

Cang Qingwu's gray pupils flickered with a trace of fine light, staring at the light curtain that protected the Crouching Tiger Mountain Range in the distance, but he was frowning, and at this moment, the sky was extremely high, and the battlefield like an angry sea suddenly quieted down, and he could see ten light shields flying out of the battlefield, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sky.