Half an hour later, the young masters of the seven and nine qualifications had already arrived. They gathered in a group, and the others simply did not have the guts to approach. Only the disciples of the Sword Xuanzong who have already cultivated as swordsmen are qualified to stand aside.

Time passed, and it was noon in a blink of an eye. Mo Yun's eyes closed slightly, and he actually began to cultivate. In another group of women who are warblers and swallows, Wang Xuan is pretty and independent, dancing lightly in goose yellow clothes. Her long hair is like ink, fluttering in the wind, her face is like a peach and plum, her ice muscles and jade bones, her arrogant and icy eyes are a little cold, but more resolute, and she looks in the direction of the group of demons intentionally or unintentionally.

ignored the accosting of the disciple next to him. If it had been a few days ago, she would probably have dealt with them one by one and took the opportunity to make friends. The cold eyes swept over, and he sneered in his heart: How many of these people can step into a higher realm and pursue the pinnacle of the way of the sword? In the midst of the nightmare, too much time has been wasted, and the slightest slack is already destined to have no chance with the way of the sword.

If I were you, would I smile at the wind and clouds and ask the sword to the sky? Wang Xuan sighed faintly, his expression complicated.

Qiao Zhen walked out of the city and took a few steps in one step. His appearance immediately silenced the noisy crowd, and everyone did not dare to look directly in awe.

This is the master of the first peak of the Sword Xuanzong, controlling the Dao Sword Peak, and the strength of the peak Sword King carries the majesty of the superior, oppressing everyone and almost suffocating them.

is as strong as Mo Yunqi, and they are also facing great pressure at the moment. The aura of the sword king's master made them feel like they were facing a great enemy, and they didn't dare to move. The strength of the peak sword king, they can only look up at this moment.

Qiao Zhen couldn't see the expression on his face, he stood still in the middle, his eyes condensed, and swept everyone one by one. Situ Teng stood behind, and there were two more sword kings, Chen Hu and Yang Jing, beside him.

The momentum of the five masters is faintly united, and the pressure is more and more boundless.

"Are you all here?" Qiao Zhen asked lightly.

Qiao Yu immediately stepped forward and replied, "All are here!"

"Hmm~!" The Dao Sword Peak Lord nodded slightly, and raised his head to the sky and let out a sharp and long roar, as if he was summoning something.

In just half an hour, a faint black shadow appeared in the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

"Huh~!" An eagle's cry contains endless power. It is still 10,000 meters away, and its majesty is overwhelming.

Immediately, someone exclaimed, "That's the Golden-winged Giant Eagle, it's so big!"

Mo Yun's expression also changed, and he looked solemnly at the huge divine eagle from far and near. No, it's two, one in front of the other, rolling the clouds and blowing up the wind.

All the disciples were stunned and shocked.

The Golden-winged Giant Eagle is so big that it has such a large Golden-winged Giant Eagle! Its wings are spread out, and it is afraid that it is a full 300 meters, and it flappes its wings at will, and its speed almost breaks through the sound barrier, like a golden cloud piercing the sky, leaving a conspicuous vacuum band.

This is a sword king-level spirit beast, a golden-winged giant eagle! The background of the Sword Xuanzong is amazing! A dignified sword king-level spirit beast is actually used to travel, what kind of courage is this?

There was another sharp eagle chirp, and a giant eagle circled and swooped first, with an awe-inspiring momentum. Eagle eyes are like lightning, sharp and shining, scanning the crowd below, and the speed is even faster!

"Ah, it's rushing down, get out of the way!" one of the disciples exclaimed, stunned. When he noticed that the other people looked at him like an idiot, he smiled and felt embarrassed. This is the spirit beast of the Sword Xuanzong, how could it attack the disciples of the sect.

At a height of 100 zhang in the air, the golden-winged giant eagle flapped its wings suddenly, and its huge body rushed forward instantly, and a huge and incomparable wind blew down, flying sand and stones. All the disciples were blown around, so they were not embarrassed.

As if seeing the tragic situation of these disciples, the golden-winged giant eagle let out a long sigh of arrogance, circled again, and landed in the open space in front of it. The wings fluttered, and a huge amount of smoke and dust was blown up again, and even some tall trees were broken from it.

Another golden-winged giant eagle also showed no weakness, and landed with amazing momentum. The powerful aura that is equivalent to the Sword King level spreads in the space, which is even more terrifying.

Qiao Zhen slowly approached the two giant eagles, and the aura on his body also emanated. The golden-winged giant eagle gradually calmed down, reining in its furious momentum.

"Divide into two teams and go up separately!" Qiao Zhen ordered.

Together with a few people, Mo Yun approached a giant eagle that was much larger. He stood in front of the giant eagle, looking up at the behemoth.

The Golden-winged Giant Eagle, a sword king-level spirit beast, is dozens of meters tall even if it falls to the ground. The huge eagle's eyes were as cold as electricity, and the chill was bursting. Each feather is several meters long, and the two sharp claws are two feet long, so sharp that I don't know how many creatures have lost their lives.

The Golden-winged Giant Eagle grunted dissatisfiedly, as if it was not allowing a weak disciple to ride. Qiao Zhen smiled helplessly and said, "Little Wu, you don't want to be temperamental." These disciples, but the treasures of the Sword Xuanzong, will definitely ask for a few pills for you when you go back, so that's it!"

The golden-winged giant eagle cooed twice again before reluctantly lowering one of its wings and letting the disciples slowly ascend to its back.

Standing on the back of the giant eagle, even the field of vision is much broader.

Qiao Zhen reminded loudly: "Everyone sit tight, don't move!" All the disciples immediately stabilized, not daring to move again, for fear of being thrown down.

"Brother Situ, I'll go back!" he waved his hand and said goodbye to Situ Teng.

The powerful feet of the golden-winged giant eagle bent slightly, and instantly burst out with powerful power, and the wings of the hundred meters suddenly flapped, and the body soared upward, breaking through the sky.

The giant eagle soared into the sky, forming an elevation angle of nearly 60 degrees, and everyone grabbed the giant eagle feathers for fear of falling. Only Qiao Zhen did not move, as if he was fixed on the back of an eagle.

The golden-winged giant eagle rushed higher and higher, until it entered the air at an altitude of nearly 20,000 meters, and then suddenly flapped its wings, rolled up the powerful air current, and flew forward.

"Let's stand up, next, the golden-winged giant eagle is very stable!" Qiao Zhen's voice calmed everyone's minds, so that they were no longer afraid.

At these tens of thousands of meters in the sky, the clouds will fall below. Mo Yun stood up slowly, the strong wind blowing, and he could barely stand.

He was shocked by the clouds that kept flashing behind him. Two golden streamers, chasing back and forth, kept advancing, and soon disappeared in the sky above Kongming City.

Situ Teng retracted his gaze and sighed long: "Sword Xuanzong, it's really rising!"

Fang Sheng stood aside, his eyes showing ruthlessness, and he smiled coldly: "Mo Yun, the heavens are destined for you to die in Jian Xuan, and no one can save you!"

The golden-winged eagle flew steadily. After experiencing the initial fear, everyone slowly grew bolder, and looked curiously at the clouds that kept flashing around them, and marveled.

The ground beneath his feet shrank nearly a hundredfold and moved backwards.

"The speed of the Golden-winged Giant Eagle is probably faster than the speed of the Sword Monarch master!" Mo Yun said secretly. The golden-winged giant eagle soars 10,000 meters in the sky, proud, looking down on the earth.

The first time he rode the Golden-winged Giant Eagle, he didn't have too much horror. Gradually closing his eyes, feeling the howling wind, his body was extremely happy, as if every cell was cheering. There was a faint smile on his face, his breathing was steady, and the breath of the whole person was gradually ethereal, as if he was fused into this world. The aura of non-existence pervaded, and everyone noticed the change in him.

"Oh my God, what is he doing!" exclaimed one of them.

Situ Yunfeng looked at Mo Yun who had entered a strange state, and he couldn't say anything in his heart. Isn't this too exaggerated, you can enter the state of epiphany anytime and anywhere?

Qiao Zhen turned to look at Mo Yun, equally dumbfounded, and sighed: "Perverted! everyone stand up, don't disturb him!"

The opportunity for an epiphany is hard to come by! At this moment, everyone can only envy.

Ignorant of the outside world, he watched the clouds change, the giant eagle soared, and a sense of realization rose in his heart. The mind is infinite and inclusive of all things. No matter how you change, I will naturally become infinite and embrace all. Who would dare to resist in front of me?

It is as if it has incarnated into an unknown giant spirit beast, flapping its wings and soaring, and its speed surpasses all. Everything, overshadowed. His aura became more and more ethereal, indifferent.

"Huh~!"

The golden-winged giant eagle seemed to sense, with a long roar, its wings vibrated violently, and its speed surpassed the streamer, breaking through the sound barrier and bursting at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

The abrupt acceleration caught everyone off guard, and a faint golden light shrouded it, so that no one fell. The thousand-meter-long vacuum belt resounded with rolling thunder, which was majestic, faintly allowing Mo Yun to sense and comprehend more.

I want to incarnate the endless wind, which can be swayed from above, and through the nine shadows below, and above the earth, all things surrender, and dare not violate the majesty. The heart is like a sword, the sword is like the wind, unpredictable, with thousands of miles of wind, turned into endless attacks, everywhere you go, everything is torn. Sword into ten thousand ways, who can resist?

One sword out, ten thousand swords return, the momentum is floating, proud of the world!

Mo Yun stepped out in one step, his whole body vibrated endlessly, churning, as if turning into a giant eagle, breaking through the shackles in an instant and soaring into the sky.

In the nameless space, a sword slowly struck out, conjuring up an endless sword shadow, instantly piercing the front. A fierce wind appeared out of thin air, blowing away the clouds. The sword momentum is non-stop, and the wind is endless. A huge whirlwind rages wildly and is unstoppable!

With a finger from afar, the wind suddenly changed, condensed into a small cyan ripple, flew out in an instant, and the faint light around it flickered, penetrating a thousand zhang distance in an instant, erupting with endless power and tearing everything apart.

A sword turns into wind, and the speed exceeds the limit, it is called an instantaneous wind!

He opened his eyes slowly, his eyes shining.

It's a pity that if the broad comprehension that encompasses all things is turned into sword skills, that is the real big gain. He had a faint feeling that that that kind of sword skill was enough to fight beyond the realm of the realm, and it was beyond imagination! However, comprehending a move of the Instant Wind was already very good.

Seeing Qiao Zhen's inquiring eyes, Mo Yun smiled indifferently and said, "I feel something, and I have a little understanding!"

The latter rolled his eyes when he heard this, but did not ask.

The opportunity of epiphany, if seized, is so great that the harvest is enough to make the strength grow by leaps and bounds. But since he didn't want to say, he didn't want to ask too much. Anyone can see that there is a strange aura in his breath, as if it is an unpredictable wind, agile and fluttering.

The two golden-winged giant eagles scrambled to be the first, refusing to fall behind, and almost exploded with all their strength, tearing apart the burning aura, and their chirps with faint joy kept ringing out.

Qiao Zhen's face remained unchanged, and he just said: "Xiao Wu, don't play too much! Below is the Wanli Mountain Range, there are many spirit beasts, don't be ostentatious!"

Xiao Wu's naughty cry is faster!

Skyrim, golden streamers burning, tearing everything apart!