In the deep pit, the young man was serene and calm, the word "seal" disappeared at some point, and became a gossip pattern interwoven by runes, suspended above the young man's head, slowly rotating, the light of the two colors of the same ink and gold alternated, sprinkled like a curtain, the young man seemed to be a bottomless pit, and the light was endless, pouring into his body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At night, the light of the pit is still brilliant, eclipsing the bright moon, like a bright lamp, illuminating the lost.

The two figures have been waiting here, and there are many people watching from a distance, this young man is a sensation in Zhaotian, fighting across borders, killing high-level powerhouses, and competing with the older generation, the light is too dazzling, so that the entire younger generation of Zhaotian looks up, and the so-called geniuses and seeds of various races have not been redefined.

There was no movement in the Ji family, the Ji family's compound was closed, and someone saw that the Ji family subjectively watched the battle that day, however, they didn't make a move, indicating that they were really not sure of defeating the black youth.

The appearance of the scarred boy, the Ji demon was killed, and the Ji family suffered humiliation, and the ancestor of the Ji family wanted to directly erase the young man, but the black youth who guarded him could compete with him, and it was very hidden behind it.

The ancestor of the Ji family decided to go to Lingnan to find out the origin of the black youth, he visited the big clan in Lingnan to learn about the news about the black youth, and after he came back, he never mentioned the matter of killing the young man, and at the same time ordered the people of the Ji family to wait for the opportunity and not take the initiative to provoke the scarred young man.

Because that young man may be related to the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect is terrifying, it is one of the giants of the Five Domains, and a sneeze can make the Ji family extinct, and the mysterious young man is the core disciple of the Sword Sect Demon Palace, because the black sword is the symbol of the core disciple of the Sword Sect Demon Palace.

"How is Ji Long?" asked the ancestor of the Ji family.

"Long'er, who has already entered the Tianyin Sect, has broken through the Dan Qi Realm, attracted the attention of the Tianyin Sect Sect Elder, and has become a core disciple. Although the strength of the Tianyin Sect is not as good as that of the Sword Sect, it is also one of the best sects in the Lingnan Domain, and I was fortunate to get acquainted with the young sect master of the Tianyin Sect, Yan Gongzi, and sent some elixirs, and he will take care of Long'er. ”

"Okay, don't bother Ji Long, let him cultivate well, maybe he will have to rely on him in the future, as for the scarred boy, don't pay attention to it first, the Ji family should be more low-key!"

The ancestor of the Ji family sighed, the identity of the mysterious young man shrouded the people of the Ji family with a layer of haze.

Seven days later, there were many people gathered in the place where there was a great battle, because the scarred boy was about to wake up today, but no one dared to approach the deep pit, annoying the black demon, and his head fell off, I'm afraid he didn't know yet.

People are very strange, as a cultivator, and with a cultivation close to the Dan Qi realm, it is easy to remove the scar, why this young man let this hideous scar remain on his face.

The deep pit sometimes flickered with divine light, and sometimes it was demonic, and the gossip pattern was only faint at the moment, Jian Changqing smiled bitterly, this guy is too noisy, in a year, he broke through the condensation realm from the innate realm, no!

The light in the pit became dim and slowly dissipated, "This kid should be about to wake up! Dan Qi level, this combat power, where will it go in the Lingnan Great Competition." The vice president secretly paid, he was full of expectations.

"Let's go!"

A voice rang in my ears, it was the voice of the young man.

Everyone was watching the pit where the light was slowly dimming, and they were about to see the true face of the boy, who was covered in blood that day, and only remembered the hideous scar on his face, so they were looking forward to seeing the boy's demeanor.

The last blur of the pit dissipated, everyone watched intently, the pit was empty, the remnants of the demon gradually dissipated, there was no doubt that the demon took away the boy, and suddenly the crowd sighed, they were not lacking in the spiritual realm of the powerhouse, but they didn't even know how to take the boy away when the black youth was young, and at the same time, the back bones were angry and cold, if the black boy wanted to attack and kill them, there was no possibility of survival.

Someone stepped into the deep pit of the teenager's cultivation, and could feel a faint coercion, this was the breath of the Dan Qi Realm, the teenager broke through the third level in a row, crossing a big realm, the Dan Qi Realm was nothing in the world of cultivation, but among the younger generation, it was the pinnacle of existence.

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When Si Shao woke up, he found a black shadow passing by, and he didn't have any ability to resist at all, so he was taken away, he felt a trace of familiar breath, the same breath as the medicine merchant, this breath was a little kind, because he also had the same breath on his body, and later he understood that this was the unique breath of the Demon Dragon Jue, the demonic qi!

A bamboo forest, of course Si Shao knows here, the beginning of his memory is here, the residence of the vice president of Zhaotian Academy, Jian Changqing let go of Si Shao, with a smile on his face, looked at Si Shao with doubts on his face, and said, "Xiao Zu, don't come to harm?"

"Little Ancestor, call me?" the fourth young man asked in surprise.

"Yes, I'm more than ten years older than you in terms of age, but in terms of seniority, I should call you a little ancestor. Jian Changqing replied a little depressed, this is what he is doing unreliable, and he finds himself a little ancestor for no reason.

"Oh, so you're a grandson!"

Jian Changqing staggered two steps, almost fell, when did he become a grandson! Hurriedly corrected, and said: "Little Ancestor, you are my great grandfather's disciple, I should call you Little Ancestor in terms of seniority, but I am not your grandson, let alone a grandson!"

"Okay, then tell me what's going on with my seal. ”

"Xiao Zu, I can't say this, if you break through the king level, you will break the seal, and you will know when the time comes. ”

"Sun Tzu, why don't you listen to Xiao Zu's words, it is regarded as unfilial piety!"

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"Xiao Zu, you have broken through the realm of Dan Qi, I will also go back, and I will no longer secretly protect you. Jian Changqing diverted the topic.

"It turns out that you have been secretly protecting me, so why didn't I jump out to help me when I had a big fight with someone? What do you mean, is there such a secret protection?" Si Shao reprimanded depressedly.

"Uh! they... they can't kill you, by the way, when Uncle Tai asked you to become a king, Hui Sword Sect broke through, and you left something very important there, which is very important for your cultivation. Jian Changqing broke out in a cold sweat, his face was red when he was said, and there was indeed a gap between his eloquence and this little ancestor.

Si Shao asked many questions, but this grandson was stinky and hard, so he couldn't explain it thoroughly, and finally, Jian Changqing took out a knife out of nowhere, the blade was about three feet long, the whole body was jet black, the black light flashed, and it was extremely sharp.

"This knife is called "Black Spirit", and Uncle Tai has made it for you, and it is a spirit-level weapon. ”

Since the appearance of this black spirit knife, it has deeply attracted Si Shao's eyeballs, swept away the depression just now, how bright and bright the smile is, and said again and again: "Good knife! Good knife!"