There are two heavens of ice and fire inside and outside the body, and the dragons and tigers roar one after another.

Yao Ziyu's face was ruthless, and after wiping away a trace of jealousy, he said sharply: "How could my Xuanmen Dao Chapter fall into the hands of mortals, it must have been stolen by this kid!" ”

He burst out: "Boy, return me the Dao Chapter!" ”

Before the words fell, he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed the seal above Xiahou Chun's head.

Fang Xirou's eyes were cold, "You dare!" ”

With a flash of light in his hand, the magic sword Jiu Qiuyue snorted out of its sheath and slashed it horizontally.

"Snort."

In a burst of lightning and flint, Jiu Qiuyue slashed sparks on Yao Ziyu's glowing arms, sneering.

The subject was blocked, and after Yao Ziyu snorted coldly, his sharp claws suddenly clenched, changed his grip to his palm, and slapped it towards Fang Xirou.

The witch's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Look for death!" ”

She tapped her fingers, like the long sword of the autumn moon trembled, and the buzzing sound was loud, as if a sword spirit had awakened.

In Russia, the moonlight bloomed, and there were countless phantoms, swallowing Yao Ziyu's big palm with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Yao Ziyu's color changed and regressed, but Fang Xirou followed closely and shouted: "Xiaoyue Sword!" ”

The swordsmanship is like the dawn of the first moon, and a little light appears.

Yao Ziyu was terrified in his heart, and through his pupils, he could see a little starlight expanding rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he swept to the front of Yao Ziyu.

Once this sword swept in, Yao Ziyu's eyes were the lightest.

"Presumptuous!" A cold burst of shouts suddenly exploded.

The sword instantly froze, levitating in front of Yao Ziyu for a moment.

He was frightened into a cold sweat, his face was pale, and he was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground with a pop.

Fang Xirou's gaze was indifferent, and after glancing at Yao Ziyu, she slowly moved to Tianxin beside him.

This woman made a move once when she was worshipping the mountain, but she did not show her true strength, and the shout just now had already half-step the power of refining the Infant Dao Law.

Refining the infant is not the 'Yuan Baby' of the traditional Daomen, and its strength is comparable to the Xuanzong Dust Realm, which is the 'real person' in the mouth of ordinary people.

If the mind is like a fine dust, it seems to exist and die, and the mind is pure, then it is called the true self, and even the realm of no self, and this realm is called the true realm.

And Fang Xirou and the covering man have the same half-step power of refining infants, but they have not understood the method of 'fine dust' of the Daomen, so their cultivation is often despised by the Daomen and denounced as a 'pseudo-realm'.

Tianxin's eyes were raised, her breath was condensed, and she looked down on the two of them in a condescending manner, and she said in a light tone: "It has been nearly a hundred years since I was in Daomen Town, and their Demon Sect disappeared, and they did not dare to be born freely, but now they are going north through the dragon fortune of Prince Dajing, I don't know what I mean?" ”

The opposition between the Xuan and the Soul is not a momentary entanglement, it is called the battle of interests and turf, but it is actually a dispute between the concepts of Taoism, either one or the other, either good or evil, just like the opposition between black and white.

Fang Xirou smiled and shook her head, "You are not the Holy Maiden of Xuanzong yet, you should be the one from Tiandu Peak to talk to me in terms of seniority, what are you?" ”

Tianxin's gooseneck was snow-white, the Dao robe was fluttering, and the peak cultivation of the late stage of the Cultivation Realm stirred the qi machine within a radius of ten miles outside the welcome building, and the crazy and restless spring breeze turned into a storm in an instant.

She didn't argue with Fang Xirou, the cultivators have always spoken with strength, and after bowing their heads slightly, they said: "Okay, if you enter my hub today, it is not only the calamity of your Demon Sect, but also the good fortune of my Daomen, today I will kill the demons and raise the prestige of my Daomen." ”

As soon as the words fell, an ancient seal token floated in the air, this former Xuanzong 'Tianxin Pavilion' holy relic was made of extraordinary material, and the breath flow was more like an ancient Dao treasure, so it has been inherited for hundreds of years without disappearing, and has survived the tribulation of several hosts without damage.

The token exudes a dazzling light, like the bright moon in the sky, enveloping the earth, and it is opposed to the Taishang Dao chapter 'Guandao' seal on the top of Xiahou Chun's head, which is quite a tendency to resist the courtesy.

In an instant, the figures of the two saints disappeared in an instant, and a spiritual halo suddenly swung away, instantly rushing Yang Zhongjiang and Weijun out of the building.

Yao Ziyu's color changed and regressed, seeing the halo coming, he secretly complained, and it was a ray of light that fell and took him away.

Then there was a piercing and sonorous sound, and the sound of swords colliding kept coming, and after a burst of breaking the building, the two holy maidens of Xuanling crossed out of the building and fought fiercely in the clear sky.

The man with the mask raised his eyes, looked at the crane-haired and child-faced old man, and said in a cold voice: "The dustless gate really wants to isolate itself from Dajing?" ”

Wuchenzi said lightly: "Kill you, who knows that the prince died in my Wuchenmen?" ”

The face of the covered man changed slightly, and he said hatefully: "What a lot of courage." ”

She whispered to Murong Yan, "Your Highness, you go first." ”

Murong Yan sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Surrounded by outsiders, with my mortal body, how can I escape." ”

At this time, the three breaths rushed into the welcome building, and at a glance, they saw the seal suspended above Xiahou Chun's head, their faces changed, and then they were ecstatic, "Dao Bao? ”

The treasures controlled by real people are often divided into magic weapons and real weapons, and above the real weapons are Taoist treasures.

Wuchenzi's face changed, and he shouted: "No, retreat!" ”

The three of them approached in a flash, Daobao automatically protected the master, and a light flashed away.

As the three masters of the dustless gate, the cultivation is naturally good, although it has not reached the real realm, but it is also an old god realm, and the three of them can join forces to resist the real realm.

However, the brilliance flashed, and the three of them immediately changed color, and a suffocating force swept them away in an instant.

With a bang, a big crater was smashed outside the building.

Wuchenzi breathed a sigh of relief, this treasure has no master to control, and it has not hurt anyone, otherwise the three of them will definitely die.

Murong Yan stared at Dao Zhang, his eyes were complicated, and he said softly: "Is this thing really a Dao treasure?" ”

The face coverer was as careful as a hair, reminding: "This treasure has already recognized the owner, and it cannot be taken by force." ”

Murong Yan nodded his head, glanced at Xiahou Chun, who was sitting cross-legged, and sighed lightly: "The same 'Your Highness', the fortunes are very different. ”

Wuchenzi said quietly: "If the princess is interested, I can help you take this treasure." ”

The covered man said coldly: "At this time, I still want to sow discord, it seems that the Dustless Gate really wants to fall to Xuanzong." ”

Wuchenzi raised his eyes, looked intently at the overlay man and Murong Yan, and spit out the two words: "Imperial Order: Retreat!" ”

The Ruthless Dao belongs to the Dao of Heaven, so it is also known as the 'Little Dao of Heaven', comprehending the heart of Heaven, and taking the Divine Law Edict as the way of cultivation, and the words spit out by the dustless son are one of the 'Taishang Edicts'.

As soon as the edict came out, the covered man was like being struck by lightning, and his body instantly bent into a bow shrimp and flew out upside down.

He stepped forward, and then he was a zhang in front of Xiahou Chun, and without looking at Murong, he grabbed the 'Guandao' seal.

But at this moment, Xiahou Chun, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

Wuchenzi's face was expressionless, and the breath of the probe hand swelled, almost overshadowing the breath of the 'Guandao' seal.

Xiahou Chun's eyes were calm, and he exhaled a breath and sprayed it on the Dao seal.

Suddenly, the splendor was magnificent, and the room was full of light.

A muffled snort sounded, and the sound of pedaling came, and Wuchenzi took dozens of steps backwards, looking uncertain.

He exclaimed, "Impossible! ”

Just resisted, it was not the instinct of his Dao treasure, but someone was actually harnessing, could it be that this Taishang Dao Seal recognized the Lord?

Xiahou Chun got up slowly, nodded lightly at the covering man, and then smiled at Murong Yan, "I have Princess Lao's support." ”

Murong Yan's eyes were complex, with mixed tastes, she shook her head lightly, and said softly: "Your Highness is fine." ”

Xiahou Chun took a step forward, and the Guandao seal followed the shadow, and the wisps of clear light were sprinkled, and his whole body was set off with brilliance, like an immortal in the world, which made people unable to look directly.

Looking at the dustless son from afar, Xiahou Chuntan's mouth opened lightly and drank the word: "Town!" ”

When you spit it out, it is a fairy Taoism.

Suddenly, the dust-free door shook the mountain.

Mount Funiu trembled.

Countless disciples changed color in shock.

"Stop! If you have something to say, it's good to say! ”