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Until now, he still couldn't stop shaking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

That kind of mourning, despair, now that I think about it, it still hurts my heart.

After being stunned for a long time, he gradually stabilized his mind, and secretly thought about it, knowing that this change must be related to the immortal's martial arts.

In the dark, he seemed to touch something, a mysterious and mysterious feeling across the heart, it was so inscribed, clear, but there was a thin and thin membrane in the middle of the life, which was out of reach.

This mysterious feeling made Xu Yi very excited, and he knew that he was close to comprehending the sadness in the realm of life and death, and he was just one step away from the last kick.

The wind hunted, the snow flew into a formation, Xu Yi glanced at his shoulder, the snow was nearly half a foot, and after looking carefully, he found that his entire body was almost covered as a snowman.

The Blood River Banner also stopped struggling, and stared at it, the small red flag had turned into a dark one, and in the center of the banner, there was a blood-colored skeleton, lying quietly on the snow, and the snow was not stained.

At a glance, with the strength of Xu Yi's Yin Soul, he couldn't help but tremble his teeth.

Untied the rope, and with a thought, he put this seeping thing into the Sumeru ring, and the "full" blood river flag lost its appetite, but the mourning stick was still trembling.

The killing on the martial arts arena is still continuing, and a large number of ghosts are still being created, Xu Yi took out the mourning stick again.

Wandering in this world, he is like a schizophrenic patient, who can have sincere feelings for the characters in this world.

At the same time, to strangers, he only feels that he is a variety of supporting characters in the game.

This wonderful feeling not only makes him decisive in killing, but also makes him love his children, which is simply a complex of contradictions.

The mourning stick was now in his hand, but it didn't produce a strange suction, as he had expected. The Blood River Banner itself has the function of absorbing and devouring the Yin Spirit, but the Mourning Stick only has the function of devouring.

At this moment, the reason why the mourning stick trembled was expected to be a bloody killing on the martial arts field. A large number of Yin Spirits were produced in batches, which became a strange force field, inspiring the Mourning Stick to devour strongly**.

Gently stroking the mourning stick for a moment, Xu Yi put it into the Sumeru ring, suddenly. His eyebrows were hot, and he stared at the two peaks in the southwest and northwest, and there were also two people sitting cross-legged, looking at him at the same time.

Xu Yi glanced back, then withdrew his gaze, thinking that it was also a monk who was hidden and watched the immortals perform martial arts, which was not unusual.

Xu Yi didn't think it was strange. But I never knew how surprised the people who sat in the southwest and the northwest peaks.

Sitting on the top of the southwest peak is Zhou Daoqian, more and more years later, Zhou Daoqian's bearing has become more and more calm, like a piece of frozen rock for thousands of years, it seems that the sky is falling apart, and it is difficult for him to feel a slight uplift.

Xu Yi didn't recognize Zhou Daoqian, and Zhou Daoqian also didn't recognize Xu Yi, thousands of feet apart. Both sides could only feel the presence of a powerful aura, and their eyesight was not as good as it was at all.

But this did not prevent Zhou Daoqian's surprise in his heart, more than an hour had passed since the immortal performed martial arts to this time. He was conceited and amazed, and he only lasted for two pillars of incense.

The one in the Northwest Peak will only wake up earlier than himself, and will never be later than himself.

And this person woke up at this moment, if it wasn't for after he had settled down, this person arrived. But at the beginning of the immortal martial arts, this person existed, and it was really terrifying.

Even if the Soul Touching Ancestor, I'm afraid he will have to use the treasure of the Illusion Realm at the level of the Life and Destruction Realm to last so long.

On the northwest peak, the snow is like a sweep, the whole mountain peak is silver and white, Xue Muhua sits cross-legged on the top of a pine tree of more than ten zhang, the wind is swaying, the pine is swinging rapidly, Xue Muhua seems to be a part of the pine, swaying with the wind, stable as a mountain.

At this moment, Xue Muhua's eyes also looked in the direction where Xu Yi was, the horror in his heart was like a tsunami landslide, and his two silver eyebrows trembled slightly.

Compared with Zhou Daoqian, he was very close to Xu Yi, and he discovered Xu Yi early, thinking that he was like himself and the one in the south, who were monks who were far away from right and wrong and quietly comprehended the wonderful laws of immortals.

When he woke up after holding on to two pillars of incense, the other party still did not move, and after an hour of observation, he almost thought that this person had never led the monument into the spiritual platform, and with a bang, the realm of life and destruction was shattered, and the abundant consciousness even stirred ripples of sadness in Xue Muhua's heart.

He realized, it was a shattered illusion, and he was shocked, which soul-touching ancestor was hiding here.

Xu Yi has no other understanding, so he naturally doesn't know his situation, which has aroused the strong attention of the two powerhouses.

After detecting the existence of the two peaks in the southwest and northwest, he turned his attention to the martial arts arena, to be precise, the battlefield where the people of the Mingshen Sect fought against the God of War.

Tired, the Mingshen Sect has never been so tired, even the time he hit the condensation realm and condensed into the body, he was never so tired.

For the umpteenth time, the evil qi in the sea of qi was urged, and the previous sword nine, which had survived until now, could only barely shoot a sword.

The red eyes are locked on the God of War strategy that is wheezing like a broken bellows, and the killing intent is still cold.

Grief and indignation, intense grief and indignation, the god of war has never comprehended such a profound grief and indignation since the next life.

An inexplicable death pinch, so far, he still can't figure out why a passerby died in order to trigger a killing frenzy.

Who gave the guts, the Mingshen Sect, Purgatory and others, dared to go crazy and attack themselves to the death.

What's even worse is that the God of War, who has always regarded himself very highly, never thought that the strong people of the Condensate Realm would cause so much damage to themselves.

After fighting for more than an hour, casualties were inevitable in the ultra-long and ultra-intense battle.

At this moment in the battle, the god of war has become a lonely man, and the four major condensate lackeys under his command have all been killed.

The fat man was killed by the surnamed Xu in front of Zhang Liufeng's palace.

The white-haired old man died under the strange sword nine of the Ming God Sect.

The elegant Xiushi and the robes and heads of the robes also fell under the Qi Sword of the Mingshen Sect.

Even he fought someone himself, and he was also hit by the ten swords of the Mingshen Sect, thanks to the abundance of the best elixir, and it was not the key point, otherwise where would there be life at this moment.

Of course, the talent and combat power of the God of War are not in vain.

At this point, the side of the Mingshen Sect also suffered heavy casualties, and the four major condensate black-clothed help brought by the individual all fell under the Divine Dragon Halberd.

As the battle continues, especially the help of his own side to die under the mysterious "Sword Nine" of the Myojin Sect that only attacks but does not defend.

The God of War realized that the Divine Dragon Halberd alone would not be able to sweep away everyone, and in the realm of condensation, weapons often became a burden.

And when the strong compete for victory, and the blow is sufficient, the pursuit of speed is the ultimate.

From the moment the God of War put away the Divine Dragon Halberd, the balance of the war was suddenly skewed, and the Mingshenzong and the others completely understood the horror of this young master of the War Sect.

This person has both offense and defense in every move, and it is wonderful to the peak, and what is even more terrifying is that this person is an immeasurable sea, and his true qi is inexhaustible.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )