Qin Sansi nodded and said, "Of course, this matter is well known to everyone in the cultivation world. Shushan Sword Garden used to be the boss of the cultivation world, and he was the boss who relied on the leader. In the whole world, there are only eight million pagoda cities that can say goodbye to them. But now the two are yesterday's yellow flowers, and the Temple of the Gods is the real dragon head. ”

Du Lengqiu nodded slowly, "Could it be that they just watched like this, letting others take the position of the leading boss, and there was no war that decided the outcome of the war?"

Qin Sansi said blankly: "This, I haven't heard of it." ”

Du Lengqiu crossed Erlang's legs and muttered to himself, "This is so abnormal." ”

At Blue Star, deciding who is the boss is always a war. Everyone showed the carriage and horses, did a real battle, knelt down and sang to conquer when they lost, and won to be the boss.

There is too little information in Du Lengqiu's hands, so naturally many things are not clear. He was silent, but Qin Sansi, who was kneeling on the ground, fell into endless torment.

The enticing scent enveloped him and made him unbearable.

In the world of "ruins", everything is static and solid. He was unconscious, he was unconscious. Time just passes quietly.

Even if Butterfly Dance's cocoon was next to Qin Sansi, he didn't feel anything.

But here it is different.

His sanity was burned to ashes by waves of desire. In the end, he only had one thought left, I want to eat.

That's the difference.

Qin Sansi took a shortcut in practice, did not practice penance day after day, did not repeatedly question his soul in the lonely and crazy days and nights, what are you asking for?

Without these hardships and hardships, there would be no tenacious and firm soul that cannot be moved from the mountains and seas.

In the world of practice, all shortcuts will come at a price, whether sooner or later. At the beginning, Du Lengqiu took a shortcut in the world of the Iron God Pile, and became the peak of innate in one step.

But later, he abolished his cultivation and re-cultivated back step by step. This is the price, if there is no original decision, there will be no current Du Lengqiu.

Qin Sansi roared wildly, and a red light went straight to Du Lengqiu's eyes, and he himself also pounced forward with his teeth and claws, as if he wanted to choke Du Lengqiu's throat.

Even if you lose your sanity, you can still have the experience of fighting.

The two were only four feet apart, and the flying sword was imminent. Besides, Du Lengqiu was thinking about it, and he didn't have the slightest defense. In Qin Sansi's view, this is a God-given opportunity.

Du Lengqiu's thoughts turned, and he had already shot out a platinum demon-slaying sword qi. This is the transformation of immortal light, and the thought movement is the light movement, and the response is like a god, without the slightest delay.

The cultivators of the Divine Power Secret Realm, although they are also extremely fast when they turn their mana far away, there is always a little bit of delay. Although this is only an insignificant billionth of a second, sometimes, it is these insignificant perceptions that determine the level and the victory or defeat.

Before the red flying sword reached the eye, I have to say that Du Lengqiu was careless. Qin Sansi's submissive performance in front of him paralyzed his vigilance.

At this moment of extreme life and death, the platinum demon slaying sword qi shot out from between his eyebrows, and instantly slashed at the red flying sword. At the same time, the white light of Du Lengqiu's fingertips shone brightly, and a platinum light thunder had popped out, slamming into Qin Sansi's body.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the platinum light thunder erupted, and the terrifying six-rank divine power baked him into charcoal in an instant. Even the soul was annihilated in the thunder.

With just one move, Qin Sansi, who had cultivated in the Secret Realm of Divine Power, was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Without the master presiding, the power of the flying sword suddenly decreased by ninety-nine. Du Lengqiu looked at the flying sword floating in front of him, and broke out in a cold sweat.

It was this inferior flying sword, which relied on urging the opponent's lust as a means of combat, and almost killed him. There is a great terror between life and death, Du Lengqiu's life was hanging by a thread just now, there are countless means, but he has no time to use them, this kind of situation, he doesn't want to experience it again.

The flying sword, which is the assassin's preferred magic weapon, is too fast to launch. Du Lengqiu thought secretly. In the end, he still had to cultivate a more powerful body refining supernatural power.

Jiupin's Iron God Pile is like a layer of tissue paper in the flying sword.

Du Lengqiu calmed down for a while, raised his hand and released Mu Kun. If you want to understand this world, Qin Sansi is still too weak and doesn't understand the situation at the top at all, Mu Kunke is different, he is from the Temple of the Gods.

In the four-color sword circle, Mu Kun stood like a puppet. Du Lengqiu's self-created access control method is really wonderful and abnormal, not here, not on the other side, not in the middle. Independent of the long river of time, neither life nor death, neither death nor life, in a wonderful state.

If you want to torture your opponent, you must first untie the sword ring.

Du Lengqiu slapped the scabbard, and the sword light in the sky swam in the sky, locking the surrounding space. Only then did he untie the sword ring.

As soon as Fang left the captivity, Mu Kun turned around and was about to flee, and as soon as his body moved, he saw the sword qi in the sky, encircling them like a cage.

He turned to look at Du Lengqiu, with a mocking look on his face.

"I'm already in a state of divine soul now, and I'm about to go to reincarnation, don't you want my soul to be destroyed and I can't be reborn forever?"

A smile bloomed on Du Lengqiu's face.

"Everyone understands people, don't say anything foolish. ”

"After reincarnation, are you still you?"

"I'll ask you a few questions, and if you answer them well, I may not be able to let you go. ”

Mu Kun's expression moved, and he said, "Is this true?"

"Really?"

"What is a good answer?"

"Knowing everything is endless. ”

Mu Kun nodded and said, "This standard is good." You ask, what luxury can I want now but freedom?"

Du Lengqiu smiled and said, "Let's talk about Shushan Sword Garden." ”

Mu Kun was stunned for a moment, and said, "I thought you were going to ask the Temple of the Gods, Shushan Sword Garden, an outdated sect, what is there to talk about?"

Du Lengqiu casually took out the golden flying sword from the Shushan Sword Garden and shook it at Mu Kun.

Mu Kun suddenly said: "It turns out that you also killed the people of Shushan Sword Garden. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Awesome, admire, admire." These people are crazy, if you kill one, they will follow you for the rest of their lives. ”

Seeing that Du Lengqiu was smiling and silent, Mu Kun also understood that Du Lengqiu was the real madman. He was fearless of all forces, otherwise, the Temple of the Gods would be empty, why did Du Lengqiu have to provoke himself? Just for the sake of those ignorant civilians? Funny! So, in Mu Kun's opinion, Du Lengqiu was a madman.

For the Shushan Sword Garden, every person in the temple of the gods knows its origin very well. The reason is very simple, a long time ago, the Temple of the Gods was not called the Temple of the Gods, it was called the Incense Fire Sect, which belonged to one of the side gates and was despised by the Shushan Sword Garden.

He pondered the words and words, and Du Lengqiu finally had a deeper understanding of the world.