However, no one was willing to leave, and they stared at the center of the smoke and dust, with only one thought in their hearts.

Chu Tianyou, Jun Muyan, who is winning?!

The Qilin team, the free team, and finally became the first king of the Luming Feast, who is it?!

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Xiuzhen Continent, the ruins of the dense forest.

Hmmm——!

Luo Yunxiao, who was exploring the ruins, suddenly eight natal flying swords automatically appeared without being summoned.

The tips of the swords all pointed in one direction, making a buzzing sound.

The powerful sword qi overflowed, causing the spirit beasts in the entire dense forest to emit restless restlessness, and Sichuan fled.

Luo Yunxiao looked at this scene in a daze, as if she had lost her mind.

"Master, master, what's going on?! Why did your natal sword move on its own?! ”

Kiss nervously circled the eight swords several times, and asked nervously, "Master, is there something wrong with your body?" ”

It took Luo Yunxiao a long time to come back to her senses, and her slender hand was as slender as jade and made a move in the air.

Eight flying swords swept back at the speed of light and sank into his body.

A pure energy swept through his whole body, like a cleansing of the soul and the realm.

"Master, what's wrong? Yes! Could it be that something happened to the beauty face? The other real name swords sensed the crisis on the side of the Long Yuan Sword? What to do, what to do? Shall we go and save the beauty? Master, you won't be hit hard because the Long Yuan Sword was damaged, right? ”

"It's not...... Crisis. ”

Yu Kiss chattered for a long time before he heard the man's slightly hoarse voice: "It's not a crisis, it's Mu Yan who condensed the sword heart." ”

Ga ——!

The sound of the kiss was stuck in his throat all of a sudden, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Coagulate! Knot! Sword! Heart?!!

Did it hear it wrong?! The beauty of the face condensed the sword heart?!!

Master, are you kidding me?

Luo Yunxiao slowly exhaled a breath, and a helpless and gentle smile slowly bloomed on her picturesque eyebrows: "I thought I was helping her, but in the end, I still owed her." ”

The sound of the piano in the water of Lethe River once, the marriage contract once, and the natal sword again.

Jun Muyan, how can I pay off your salvation? And how can there be a chance to pay it off?

……

Xiuxian Continent, the northern frontier of the polar region.

Di Mingjue, who had just killed a wave of ghosts, suddenly shook his whole body and suddenly spread his palms.

A strange fluctuation slowly condensed in his palm, forming a faint glow.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Cold Night asked nervously as he slashed off a roaring ghost that pounced on him.

Di Mingjue looked at it for a long time before withdrawing his hand, and the corners of his mouth outlined a subtle smile: "Mu Yan has condensed his sword heart." ”

"What?!" Hearing this, the cold night was almost not bitten by the meadow ghost who pounced on him.

Condensing Kenshin? That sword heart in the core of the realm?

A Jindan monk from the Xiuzhen Continent condensed the sword heart?

Your Majesty, I'm afraid you're not kidding me?!

Not to mention that the cold night was stunned, even the broken army, which had always been unchanging in front of the collapse of Mount Tai and was like a heartless and ruthless puppet, showed an unbelievable look.

As far as they knew, because of the limitations of the energy field of the Xiuzhen Continent.

There are only 1 in 10 million people who can inspire the field.

Miss Jun can stimulate the field at the age of twenty, which is already a talent that ordinary people can't imagine.

In the Immortal Cultivation Continent, there are quite a few people who can stimulate the realm.

Can the field Kenshin? What is that?

That was the realm that all sword cultivators dreamed of.

Once the Kenshin is condensed, it doubles the speed of the realm's ascension.