Once, Wang Wanyi's reputation in the Yue Guotong Xuan Realm was not high, and she was once privately commented as a master with low eyes, but that was twenty years ago.

She was born in a strong family of cultivating immortals, she was smart since she was a child, and her spiritual root qualifications were good, and she was pinned on high hopes.

In fact, his achievements have far surpassed the vast majority of monks in this world, and he successfully opened up the Purple Mansion at a young age, and the future Jindan is promising.

A person like this is a little sharp, it is not a big mistake, especially with a family and a sect to support him, even if he suffers a slight setback, he will not be defeated.

What's more, Wang Wanyi is good at learning lessons and lessons, willing to listen to the advice of her elders, and she woke up after Qingyangzi gave her a little guidance, and when she was frustrated in the Netherworld Abyss twenty years ago, she worked hard to make up for her own shortcomings.

In the past 20 years, she and Zhang Lie have been learning like a hard time, gambling with their lives and souls, fighting openly and secretly for 20 years, and their calm heart has made great progress.

I'm afraid that Zhang Lie's cultivation and Wang Wanyi's state of mind will make great progress. Of course, it is also possible to lose both, such as the technique of Tongyun Xinjue, which itself is a left path magic skill.

Clever and hasty progress is its advantage, and the danger is its price, one must have two, and it cannot be avoided at all.

Twenty years of concentrated cultivation time is a little shorter for a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm, but with the support of the resources of the family and the sect, Wang Wanyi has greatly made up for her own shortcomings, buying fourth-order magic weapons, configuring fourth-order spirit runes, and adapting them to herself handy, and now Wang Wanyi's cultivation power is already in the middle of the Purple Mansion Realm monks.

At this moment, she followed Zhang Lie, who was far away from the sword, and was not in a hurry to make a move, until Zhang Lie quickly fled to the middle of the sect, and the Xuanyi female cultivator summoned the talisman sacrificial weapon and attacked down.

"Cultivating the Demon Dao Exercises, the most taboo is to look forward and backward and mess with yourself. Either you don't do it, or you have to do it!"

As soon as she thought of this, Wang Wanyi's eyes were already cold, and she was no longer merciless when she made a move.

Boom Boom Boom!

She summoned a thunder talisman and hung it on Zhang Lie's head, forming a dark cloud rolling thunder and surging current, and then, roaring down. Click! Click!

In the moment when the thunder fell, Zhang Lie controlled the seven flying swords, like a calligrapher who swung a large number of ink pens to walk the dragon and snake, and his body almost transformed into a heavy phantom.

In the gap between thunder and lightning, there is no room for evasion.

The thunder talisman of the fourth-order Purple Mansion Realm, the monks in the middle stage of foundation building went to dodge to fight, and under normal circumstances, they would die with one blow.

However, the man in the electric light, dodging and defending from the beginning to the end, although embarrassed, did not even suffer injuries.

Even with the remaining strength, he gathered all his strength in that thunder light and attacked back with a sword in reverse.

The human sword of this sword is one, and the congenital evil is shrouded, and the heavy and sharp Tianjun sword, and even the tip of its sword is stabbed out of a colorful and complicated sword rain, shrouding and falling.

"Good swordsmanship, good scheming, worthy of the man I love and like, this swordsmanship is not much better than the ancient sword cultivation

Qiang Qiang Qiang.

The sharp edge of the Tianjun Sword stabbed in front of Wang Wanyi, but it was blocked by a piece of colorful qi that suddenly appeared in front of her: a fourth-order high-grade talisman magic weapon, Xuangang Colorful Flag.

This is a defensive magic weapon that automatically protects the master, and it is also one of the hole cards that Wang Wanyi uses to deal with Zhang Lie.

In fact, this is also a magic weapon specially developed by ancient Dao monks for sword cultivation, the vast majority of Dao monks in front of ancient sword cultivators, the sense of battle is crushed, if not equipped with this kind of automatic protector of the defensive magic weapon, then many times inexplicably killed, a high-level monk who takes hundreds or even hundreds of years to cultivate, and finally dies worthless.

And after the appearance of a large number of defensive magic weapons of this automatic protector, although the cost is higher, it can allow most sword cultivators to spend a lot more effort on each high-level cultivator, reducing the gap in the actual combat power level of the two sides.

"Whew."

Even Zhang Lie couldn't control the flying sword and keep the state of rushing to attack for a long time, although he thought of a way to crack it in an instant. In the Flying Sword Assassination Room, he did not use the means of concentrating his strength and attacking a little forcible breakthrough, but used almost amazing flying sword control skills, or hitting or stabbing, or cutting or cutting, and occasionally combined with the technique of pulling and tearing, almost ravaging the colorful defensive barrier displayed by the Xuangang Colorful Banner as a dough.

But after all, the two sides were a big realm apart, until Zhang Lie's sword qi was exhausted, and the colorful defensive barrier that seemed to have been twisted and deformed was still not broken after all.

At this time, Wang Wanyi had calmly taken out an ancient lamp, and with a wave of her robe, a blazing wave of high temperature fire gushed out, like a volcano that erupted in an all-round way, repelling Zhang Lie.

In this process, the Qi veins of the Secret Heart Secret that have been planted in the past ten years have always been disintegrating the mana foundation in Zhang Lie's body and transferring and pumping it into Wang Wanyi's body.

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the mana in her body became more and more refined.

"Lielang, you slept with the maid next to me, and she told you everything about me, but you didn't know when I bought these two offensive and defensive magic weapons, right?"

"The Xuangang Colorful Flag and the Meridian Fire Yuan Lantern are two fourth-order magic weapons that I have painstakingly calculated for a long time before I specially prepared them for you."

The Xuangang Seven-Colored Banner automatically protects the main defense, and the Meridian Fire Yuan Lantern can absorb the true fire of condensed mana, and finally summon a fourth-order fire dragon attack spell that is agile and amazingly powerful.

Through the maids beside Wang Wanyi, Zhang Lie almost knew her every move and the powerful spells she had purchased over the years, and made targeted response training, but she didn't expect that Wang Wanyi took advantage of the opportunity of a retreat to buy two fourth-order magic weapons from the sect and the family that were relatively restrained Zhang Lie.

"Huhuhu

Holding the Chiyin Long Sword in his left hand and the Tianjun Long Sword in his right hand, there were five-colored flying swords flying around his body, and Zhang Lie covered his eyes with the cold glow of the two swords.

The past ten years of sharing a bed and sleeping together has made him very clear that the woman in front of him is by no means a weakling. She's talented, ambitious, hardworking, background, and most importantly, she's ruthless.

Whether it is a man or a woman, being able to be ruthless is a very terrible state of mind and ability.

In fact, Wang Wanyi's path far surpassed that of the vast majority of Zifu monks in South Vietnam, and it was nothing to laugh at her when she was just starting out, but she really despised her words: she would die.

"I only have a chance to break her body protection magic weapon with one sword, and at the same time, the change of tricks must be so fast that the Golden Horn Green Python can't react, otherwise once she is given the opportunity to cast a secret technique, no matter how serious the injury is, she can recover in a short time."

Raising the Golden Horn Green Python is a secret technique passed down from generation to generation by the Wang family, among which the clever cultivators can even fuse with the blood of the Golden Horn Green Python to form a half-human and half-dragon demon body.

The strange skills of the immortal cultivation world are endless, and the strange art of raising the golden horned green python is a branch of the beast system in the hundred arts of cultivating immortals. Of course, Zhang Lie can be sure that Wang Wanyi's cultivation has definitely not reached that top-notch level, but there is probably no problem for her to escape and recover from serious injuries by borrowing the Golden Horn Green Python, and it is also because she has to give priority to cultivating the secret techniques inherited by the family, which caused Wang Wanyi's conventional fighting methods to be insufficient when she first entered the Purple Mansion.

"She doesn't want to kill me, she wants to devour all my power. Case... Thinking of this, Zhang Lie's figure moved in the swirling sword light.

It's just that he doesn't attack, but continues to flee into the distance, in fact, this is the normal reaction of a low-level monk when facing a high-level monk, and he can't beat it, and if he doesn't want to kneel and beg for mercy, he has to escape.

Although, it is difficult to escape

At the same time, the Golden Rainbow Valley Inheritance Dharma Hall is in front of the preaching rock.

Led by the disgraced Qingguo monk, the high-ranking monks of Qing, Chen, and Yue were gathered to fight together to destroy the Yin Wind Thieves.

However, the response was Qingyangzi's disdainful sneer: "Call out all the masters you invited, just rely on a few of you who don't dare to come here to find trouble with the old man in my opinion."

"Hahaha, Qingyang Zhenren, it's really a good bearing, it's already dying, and you have such a demeanor." "Since your last wish is this, then why can't the Ancestor let you get your wish?"

With such words, the sky above the Golden Rainbow Valley suddenly darkened.

It's as if from a blue sky to a white day, suddenly turning into night.

Immediately after, an old man in a yellow robe with a fairy wind bone and a childish face appeared in the sky, and he slowly flew down, but the mana and coercion that spread out around it were like a mountain suppressing everyone's hearts.

"Infant Monk!"

At this moment, this thought flashed through the hearts of everyone present.

Although the three countries of South Vietnam are located in the middle of nowhere, there is not a single monk stationed here, but I have never eaten pork and have always seen pigs run. Immortal cultivators will never make a mistake in sensing the qi of high-level cultivators, and even the real people of the Jindan Realm feel that the Jindan in their bodies is sluggish when they face this ancestor in the sky, as if the aura between heaven and earth is no longer under their control

Jindan Zhenren is still like this, and the state of those Purple Mansion and Foundation Building Monks in the lower realm can be imagined.

"Qinzhou in the Eastern Regions, Gu Ya Sanren. Han Yunzhao, in order to bring me down, you even invited a demon cultivator from other continents, and it is really difficult for you. ’

Hearing the words Outer Continent Demon Cultivator, the monks present were faintly in an uproar.

The lower limit of demon cultivation is extremely low, the means are bloody and cruel, no matter how bad Qingyangzi's background is, there is no choice, after coming to the Yue Kingdom, he established a sect, although his style is more domineering, but he has always been the righteous sect of South Vietnam, and now Han Yunzhao, the head of the Qingguo Fengyun Sect, actually wants to kill a real person in his country and support a demon cultivator to become the leader of South Vietnam, this kind of thing is difficult to see no matter how you say it.

Hearing the faint uproar and doubts of the monks below, not only the faces of Gu Yasan people in the sky were ugly, but even Han Yunzhao was a little tight-skinned.

He immediately tried to redeem himself and rebuked:

"Wang Huaiyue, you don't want to talk nonsense and spray people with blood, Gu Ya Shangxiu is a pure and loose cultivator in Qinzhou in the Eastern Regions, he is on the right path, and his name has been known to everyone in Qinzhou for hundreds of years, how can you easily discredit it with one or two bad words?

Wang Huaiyue is Qingyangzi's real name, because it has not been used for hundreds of years after serving the Tao, so not many people know it in the whole of South Vietnam, Han Yunzhao can find out so clearly, on the side, it is really hard work.

However, at this time, with the appearance of the main master, Qingyangzi was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore, but said directly to Gu Yayan: "The predecessors came this time, and they are already fully prepared. I heard that Qi Chengfeng Qi senior has always been inseparable from you, dare to ask this Qi senior, won't it be behind me at this time?"

At this time, the fifth-order ancient sword that Qingyangzi was accustomed to appeared in his hand at some point, and at the same time, there were two sharp horns on the forehead of this young man in Tsing Yi, and green scales were also faintly visible on the skin outside the robe.

He turned around suddenly, and a young monk with the appearance of a young monk who suddenly appeared behind him, quickly exchanged swords and exchanged more than a dozen moves, boom, just the aftermath of the battle between the two sides, and the incomparably solid pulpit rock under the feet of the four of them exploded with a bang.

Why four?

Because of the red eyebrows, the two of them did not hesitate to take action as soon as possible to support their eldest brother. The three of them have been living and dying for hundreds of years, all of them are late-stage monks above the sixth layer of Jindan, plus Qingyangzi's combat power is no longer a normal Jindan ninth layer, under the desperate efforts of the three of them, Qi Chengfeng, who is a Yuanying monk and is a sneak attack, can't win, but is forced to retreat!

"The Great Elder has been attacked, and all the disciples of the Golden Rainbow Valley are protecting the Dao!"

The Seven Evil Daoists suddenly drew their swords in their hands, and Wen Huixiu, the King of the Golden Rainbow Valley not far away, led people to besiege without hesitation. The two of them, or most of the Golden Rainbow Valley Purple Mansion, were personally cultivated by the three patriarchs of Qingyang, Red Eyebrow, and Qianfeng, and their feelings for the sect were unimaginable to ordinary people.

The previous battle between Zhang Lie and Wang Wanyi, the Seven Evil Dao people were also aware of it, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, because Yan Qingyangzi had already faintly felt the strength of his own three tribulations of heaven, earth and man before refining the true spirit and turning into a primordial infant.

If one's own merit is insufficient, and the merit is not enough, the creation of heaven and earth will be invaded, and the mystery of all things will be refined into a primordial infant, and he will be jealous of heaven.

The catastrophe is bound to be difficult to resist.

In addition to his two brothers who trusted him with life and death, Qingyangzi chose Qisha as his protector.

How could the Seven Evil Dao people not know that this Yuan Infant Tribulation, and the participation of a Purple Mansion monk would inevitably be more auspicious?

But he still came down, on the one hand, because of the cultivation of the sect in the past two hundred years, and on the other hand, because the monks who have no backing, no background, and no legacy of their predecessors want to go further, and if they don't take their lives to fight, they have absolutely no chance.

At this moment, the Seven Evil Daoists thought of what they had said to the five disciples they admired the most many years ago:

"We are all practicing swords, and the Great Dao can only be taken from the sword."

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