Long Xiaotian felt the burning pain in his chest, looked at the black shadow that fell to the ground, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The black shadow claw just now condensed all the fighting energy of the man in black, coupled with the power of martial arts, even if it had consumed a lot of power to tear through Long Xiaotian's true qi defense, it could still directly kill a ninth-level warrior!

However, Long Xiaotian's ** was completely comparable to the first order of martial artists, and even so, Long Xiaotian was still slightly injured.

"Well, my martial arts skills are still not good enough. The last punch was the martial art Tiger Roaring Fist, but it was very difficult to break through the black shadow's defense!" Long Xiaotian couldn't help but say to himself.

"Hmm, the space ring?" Long Xiaotian glanced at his eyes and saw a ring on the black shadow's hand, he couldn't help but be surprised, the space ring was very precious, and it was usually only worn by second-order monks, and it seemed that this black-clothed man was not ordinary.

"Hey, there's not a single dragon crystal here, but there are a lot of valuable things. Long Xiaotian smacked his lips, "There are so many materials, which are enough to resist more than five hundred intermediate dragon crystals." ”

Long Xiaotian couldn't help but be surprised, "There are also two weapons, they are actually made of the iron of the cold sky!" Long Xiaotian was suddenly shocked, the iron of the cold sky, with the breath of ice, is the iron that can only be produced in the extremely cold land, and it is very precious. The hardness is also very high, but it is so powerful, but the price is extremely expensive, and one pound requires a thousand intermediate dragon crystals!

"A knife, a gun. Long Xiaotian estimated, "This knife weighs at least eighty catties! As for this gun, it is at least more than a hundred catties!"

"It's equivalent to more than two hundred catties of Heavenly Cold Iron, and the whole body is Heavenly Cold Iron!" Long Xiaotian's head was a little confused, but he immediately reacted, "No, I have so much wealth." This martial artist is by no means a person who kills people and robs money, it is likely that he is a close disciple of some sect!"

"Get out of here first!" Long Xiaotian suppressed the excitement in his heart, packed up his things, and left this place directly.

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Five days later, Long Xiaotian walked in a meadow, facing the rising sun, Long Xiaotian walked slowly, couldn't help but look at the fiery sun in the sky, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Hey, I've run through ten cities, even if that man in black is a figure from a certain sect, he won't find me again!"

That night, he killed the man in black, and couldn't help but be surprised to find that the value of the space ring in the man in black was already inside, and at the same time, he thought that he might be a close disciple of the sect, in case there was still his senior brother nearby.

Sects, the land of Shenzhou is dominated by the sects of immortal cultivators, and some powerful monks have established their own power and evolved into sects. As for the sects of martial artists, the number is not large, after all, the probability of the birth of martial artists is very low, where are so many martial artists to establish sects. However, as long as it is a pure martial arts sect, the power will be very strong. Some of the top martial arts sects can even sweep a dynasty, but they are just unwilling to participate in the world!

Long Xiaotian couldn't help but take out a book and lay down in the grass, his spiritual sense spreading, monitoring the movements around him.

"Hey, the city closest to me at the moment is a monk's city, and only monks can enter! Even ninth-level warriors are not qualified to enter!" Long Xiaotian flipped through a book, couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly flipped through it.

"I see, there are many cities on the Shenzhou Continent that have been specially built for monks, and there are places where warriors, immortal cultivators and other monks gather, and in that kind of city, there is no one who is not a monk. Long Xiaotian's eyes flashed with fiery color, "Next stop, the city of monks - the city of soldiers"

Long Xiaotian flipped through the books for a while, began to condense again, sat cross-legged, and began to enter cultivation as soon as his mind moved.

"Whoa!" The white true qi submerged into Long Xiaotian's body, and the limbs and hundreds of bones were washed over and over again, and some of the true qi directly penetrated into Long Xiaotian's bones, strengthening **. At the dantian, the source of Long Xiaotian's true qi slowly absorbed all the true qi he had absorbed and transformed it into Long Xiaotian's power!

"Huh~~~" Long Xiaotian said this for about a long time, his eyes suddenly opened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It is estimated that in a few days, I will be able to reach the middle stage of the first order!"

This cultivation speed can't help but stop sighing, although the cultivation of the first two realms of martial artists is relatively fast, but it is estimated that it will take more than half a month for people with better talent to step from the early stage of the first order to the middle stage of the first order, and Long Xiaotian has only been cultivating for seven or eight days now, and it is estimated that he will be able to advance in a few days, several days faster than others.

This is inseparable from Long Xiaotian's real name Dragon Soul, because his real name Dragon Soul represents the ultimate talent, plus Long Xiaotian's real name Dragon Soul Spiritual Sense is also very strong, and his cultivation speed is of course very fast!

"My spiritual sense is only in the middle of the first order, right! I heard the man in black say that he can't be found in the late stage of the first order, how can I?" Long Xiaotian couldn't help but wonder, his spiritual sense was stronger than that of ordinary people, but it definitely didn't reach the late stage of the first order, after all, the late stage of the first order spiritual sense could completely cover a distance of fifty meters.

"It seems that it should be the special of the natal dragon soul!" Long Xiaotian said to himself, "No matter, let's go to the city of monks first-the city of soldiers." ”

Long Xiaotian stood up and identified a direction, rushed away, and with his powerful physical strength, he disappeared into the grassland in a moment.

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Half a day later, the sun was in the center, and it was already noon, and Long Xiaotian came to a magnificent city.

This city is magnificent and magnificent. The city wall alone stretches for dozens of meters, and the bricks and tiles used in the city wall are simple, with a faint fluorescent emission, and the city wall stands up, as if it is rising from the ground. The bricks and tiles of the smooth Ruize are all over the city wall, and on the city wall, there are soldiers wearing battle armor and holding Changge! There is a huge bow and crossbow every other meter of the city wall of tens of meters, and the occasional flow of light shows the extraordinary nature of this bow and crossbow, and all kinds of fortifications are shocking.

Among them, the magnificent city gate is more than ten meters high, and there is a huge giant sword suspended above the city gate, about ten meters long, exuding a white dazzling light, the sword blade is on the top, and the hilt is below, as if it is going to be split down at any time!

Reading the Soldier City, Long Xiaotian couldn't help but be deeply shocked when he glanced at it, this could have grown his knowledge. He used to be just in the tribe, where such a magnificent place, the small city of the other day was nothing.

"Nian Bing City, named after the city lord Nian Bing, the city lord is a third-order peak immortal cultivator, powerful, it is said that he once controlled dozens of magic weapons in a fit of anger to kill an army in one fell swoop! The giant sword above the city gate is the magic weapon he refined, which can be entered by many low-level monks and jointly urged. If a hundred first-order early-stage martial artists enter and are triggered at the same time, the power is no less than the full force of the third-order mid-stage cultivator!"

As soon as Long Xiaotian stepped into the city gate, suddenly, a beam of light from the huge lightsaber above the city gate shone on Long Xiaotian's body. Suddenly, Long Xiaotian felt as if he had fallen into a swampy pool, and there was great resistance, making him unable to move his legs.

"That's really the case!" Long Xiaotian smiled bitterly, his mind moved, and white true qi appeared all over his body, and suddenly the beam of light seemed to be able to recognize the true qi, and immediately disappeared.

Long Xiaotian originally read the introduction of the book that when a person enters the city of Nianbing, the huge lightsaber will project a beam of light by itself, as long as you exude true qi or the spiritual power of an immortal cultivator, you can enter the city, otherwise you will not be able to advance! This is a big measure to prevent some people who are not monks from entering.

"Wow! so luxurious!" As soon as Long Xiaotian entered the city gate, he couldn't help but marvel at all kinds of luxurious buildings!

A series of carved balustrades and jade mansions are erected, various carved and hollow pavilions rise from the ground, and the houses decorated with Jinhua jewels look dazzling. Even the buildings in the city are very luxurious and spectacular. Of course, there are also some mansions that look light and elegant, and the pale green bamboo even shows the corners of the wall, presumably the owner is also fresh and refined.

In the streets, there are monks walking through the streets. In this city of monks, there are many monks, and this city is full of traffic and prosperity. There are oriental warriors riding tigers and leopards, immortal cultivators with elegant demeanor, and fierce monks...... All of them, who were at least first-order cultivators, all restrained their breath and did not let it out.

Long Xiaotian spear was carrying, of course, it was still the fine iron spear. Long Xiaotian did not take out the spear made of the iron of the cold sky, first, it was too conspicuous, many warriors with knives could not help but covet it, although they did not dare to kill people and seize treasures in the city in the name of the city lord, but as soon as they left the city, someone would inevitably kill them. The second is that you can surprise the gun in battle, with the cold and sharpness of the cold iron, it is definitely a big help!

"Huh?" Long Xiaotian raised his eyebrows, and found that there was a monk with a flying sword in the air moving forward, and it was an immortal cultivator. However, the height they were on was not higher than the city walls, so there must have been some hidden prohibition.

Long Xiaotian entered a lively gladiatorial arena after a while, in Nianbing City, no one is allowed to fight in the city, if they have to fight, they can only enter the gladiatorial arena to fight to the death. Once killed in the city, the city lord will send a team of monks to kill directly. Once, a third-order early martial artist fought in the city, but was suppressed and annihilated by the city lord himself.

"Hmm. The battle of immortal cultivators!" Long Xiaotian looked at the gladiatorial arena full of people, and found that two monks with flying swords were facing each other, and couldn't help but become interested, "Hehe, I haven't seen immortal cultivators fight yet!" Long Xiaotian couldn't help but be excited.

After all, Long Xiaotian had only been out of the tribe for a few days, and he was quite interested in everything.

I saw that the thick blue bricks were flashing with a slight spiritual light, which had obviously been blessed by the master with mana, so as not to be broken by the power of the monk. Two immortal cultivators stood with flying swords, one looked like an elegant scholar in his twenties, and the other looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man smiled, and a protective aura appeared on the surface of his body, and the protective aura was actually similar to the shield formed by true qi, which could resist attacks. Then, rubbing his hands together, the palms of his hands emitted a strange light. Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man threw his hands at the elegant scholar, and at least dozens of fireballs flew out directly, but in the blink of an eye, they bombarded the elegant scholar's protective aura.

"Well, this big man has reached at least the late stage of the first order!" Long Xiaotian was a little surprised, "If this fireball hits me, I will definitely be injured, if that elegant scholar is weak, plus the immortal cultivator is poor, it is estimated that he will be defeated." ”

I saw that the elegant scholar just smiled slightly, and dozens of fireballs exploded on the surface of his body, however, his body protection aura only flickered a few times, and did not break.

"What, have you reached the second order!Although the fireball technique is only the lowest level of spells, how can it not even break through your body protection aura" The middle-aged man was extremely angry, only to see his handprint change, and the flying sword under his feet flashed like a streamer of light slashing towards the elegant scholar,

The flying sword is like a ray, fast as lightning. Long Xiaotian's face couldn't help but change slightly, if it was himself, he would definitely not be able to dodge this fast flying sword. However, he was also worried, after all, the big man was already in the late stage of the first order, and his martial arts and body skills had not yet been mastered, so of course he couldn't beat the big man.

"It's my turn, let's die!" The elegant scholar was a fierce glint in his eyes, and he directly sacrificed a handful of war ge, and the white aura flashed on the battle ge, which was obviously not an ordinary thing.

"Slash!" The elegant scholar opened his mouth and said coldly, only to see Zhan Ge flash, appearing directly in front of the flying sword, "Huh" Zhan Ge flew by, directly through, and the flying sword suddenly broke into two halves.

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned a little pale, and he turned around and fled.

"Well, that's true. The immortal cultivator's flying sword and treasure are all connected by the mind and spirit, so they can be controlled freely. However, in this way, once his magic weapon treasure is destroyed, he will also suffer a lot of damage," Long Xiaotian said darkly, "Unless that big man has special exercises or treasures, he will definitely not be able to defeat the first-order enemy and second-order, and it is wise to escape." ”

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!" The elegant scholar snorted coldly, urging the mana violently, only to see that those few inches of Zhan Ge instantly turned into a huge Zhan Ge, two meters long, and directly slashed down.

"When!" The big man was directly struck by the battle ge, and the protective aura on the surface of his body only flashed wildly before it broke, and the "flutter" big man was directly split from head to toe and split into two halves. Blood flowed, and the whole person lost his life!

Immortal cultivators are so powerful, Long Xiaotian looked at the cheering onlookers and couldn't help but have a little understanding of immortal cultivators, it is really not easy for immortal cultivators to be based on the Shenzhou Continent, and the control of flying swords can kill the enemy in an instant, making people unguardable. Those wonderful spells greatly increased the combat power of the immortal cultivators!

"However, I believe that after the martial artist reaches the peak, there will be no one to match!" There was a belief in Long Xiaotian's firm eyes, that was the belief of invincibility, that was the belief of becoming a strong man!