As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts. There are only two martial arts cultivators of the strongest Seven Realms Golden Body in Xizhou, one is Xiuyan, and the other is the Night Walking Land. These two people have the same origin in martial arts, the combination is one, and the division is two, and Liang Qingshui of the Eight Realms has been repeatedly unable to do so when he feeds the young couple in the Six Realms.

And the little couple who stepped into the golden body have never been fed fists again, and the reason is that one.

Cough~, the words return to the army to win. Not a few years ago, the military victory of the middle plan was transferred away by the demon clan, and when the reaction came, all the cultivators in Jindui City were dead, and they were angry and rushed to the crown, and in an instant, the white-haired soldier Sheng ran thousands of miles with a knife, and forcibly killed the black curtain white, the black city, the elephant night peace and the black curtain worry, and the soldier who wanted to die with the three demons did not want to be rescued by Wang Yiyi, and was sent out of the Night King City with a shot.

After the victory of the Wuwu Dynasty, he sat on the city wall and waited for the demon clan to send him to the door. The shady white, who didn't want to get demon aid, had not yet reached Jindui City, so he was cut off by Ren Feng, who went out of the city to find trouble, and was directly tortured and killed by the hateful Xiao Mu Platinum Buddha in the present world.

This stop is two years and nearly three years of hard work, and the elephant Yeping who wiped out the night family also directly punched and killed when Ye Xinglu had just stepped into the Seven Realms.

From that moment on, a boulder in Bing Sheng's heart slowly landed, and only then did Bing Sheng speak out. On the same day, Bing Sheng entered the realm of false nine, and Xiu Wei was finally on par with Wang Yi, who sent him out of the city at that time.

Since that day, Bing Sheng, who has entered the False Nine, has taken care of the entire Jindui City by himself, and the Bing Sheng, who has not yet entered the False Nine, will sweep his divine thoughts across the entire Jindui City every day, and after entering the False Nine, Bing Sheng slowly heard the heartbeat of Jindui City.

Countless high-level cultivators of the two barbarian clans who died outside Jindui City, their slightest trace of divine thoughts were faintly floating on the city wall, and the soldiers and brothers who died in the battle were not bad for their daily companionship.

Bing Sheng still felt that his death was approaching, but he didn't know that those brothers who died in battle were all smiling and beckoning to him, so he walked slowly, leaving only a sentence, wait for the battle, and return if you don't recruit.

As the saying goes, providence is like a knife. As the saying goes, there are no relatives in heaven, and there are always good people.

When Bing Sheng put down the butcher's knife in his heart, the door of the Nine Realms Passage was faintly opened to him. When Bing Sheng completely pinned his mind on Jindui City, the door of the Nine Realms Tongxuan had been opened to him, just waiting for Bing Sheng to take that step.

Bing Sheng will be able to enter the Nine Realms early tomorrow, and the reason for not entering the Nine Realms for a while is that there is still a wish in his heart, and when he was in the city at the beginning, he was very happy to see the king's unfavorable Bing Sheng, and the two of them looked at each other and nodded.

Now, the Great Demon of the Nine Realms has entered the Battle of the Twin Cities. Bing Sheng, who was still unwilling to break through the realm, used the false nine peaks to face the Qing Zero of Ninety-two at this time, although the fight came and went, but it was also quite restricted.

Back on the battlefield, the Qing Ling, who wanted to forcibly break the victory of the false nine, did not leave any more hands, and a pair of iron fists and Tu Bump's ping-pong sounded chaotically.

If the momentum of a demon does not let go, it will overwhelm half of the sky, except for the Zhou Tianxing Fighting Sword Formation that strengthens the two qi of heaven and earth, it is the most fierce and the largest of the Qingling demons.

Ignoring Qing Ling on the battlefield elsewhere, with a smile on his face, he punched, got close, dodged, and punched again. Win the slaughter, retreat, slash, block again, retreat.

Tu is very short, only more than two feet long, but the Tu covered with martial arts Zhenyuan is not short, and the sword faintly flies out of the number of three feet, that is, the victory of the soldier has to take the sword to fight, and he is unwilling to be hard to connect with Qing Ling's iron fist.

Qing Ling, who has become a small world by himself, is not afraid of the sword, even if his fists are hard connected, there is no damage, and the more he fights, the more he rises, the Qing Zero even said:

"Boy, if you fight like this, when my brother returns, except for a few who can barely escape with their lives, the others will eventually die on the battlefield."

Bing Sheng listened to Qing Ling's words calmly, did not reply, and was not in a hurry to make a knife.

Qing Ling kept muttering in his heart, this kid is really difficult, and he will not miss a flaw in the end.

The big demon who can live for thousands of years, none of them is shallow-minded, although the words are provocative, but they will not really fight for their lives, and they must go through for Qing Ling, the longer it drags on, the better.

It's just that Bingsheng doesn't seem to want the tragedy to happen again, so he started from the defensive counterattack at the beginning, and began to slowly take the initiative.

I saw that Bing Sheng's wrist flew up, and the slaughter in his hand was no longer only heavily chopped, but like a carving, constantly flying and slashing towards Qing Ling, and it was Qing Ling's right arm that was repeatedly slashed.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, he was not in a hurry to win the battle of the Qingling boxing method, but kept looking for the rhythm of Qingling's attack, punching and closing punches, and the gap between exerting force and retracting force.

Now the time is ripe. I saw that Qing Ling seemed to be sure of the victory and smashed his right hook fist towards Bing Sheng, not wanting to advance instead of retreating this time when he was victorious, so he directly flew his wrist and kept drawing

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Xiang Qing Zero's right arm.

There was no collision, no sound, there was just a mistake, and there was a slight trace of blood.

The original way is that Bing Sheng, who faced Qingling's heavy punch, dodged the heavy punch and cut out an unknown number of knives, but he was still hit by Qingling's backward left fist when he was wrong.

Feeling the pain behind him, a smile appeared on his face, and then an angry roar shook the entire battlefield.

I saw that the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed with a bang, followed by the sound of Qing Ling's furious scolding.

"You cheeky boy with oil on your hands~"

Bing Sheng slowly turned around and replied with a slight smile:

"Prize~."

At this time, Qing Ling's entire right arm was only a skeleton, and as for the skin and flesh were all cut off, the angry Qing Ling would open his mouth and scold, although it was not a serious injury, it would be able to grow back in a few days, but at this time on the battlefield, it was not good for an arm to be abolished now.

Looking at Wang Yiyi, who was like Yan Hong and the iron-armed dragon scuffling together, he actually turned his mind to the place where the soldiers were victorious, and looked at the victory of the soldiers who were not chaotic at all, leaking a trace of flaws to counterattack, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

In the dark night, he took a breath of cool air on the side, and said with a surprised face:

"I'm rubbing, so ruthless."

The black curtain water also had a cold arm, and said with a wry smile on his face:

"I've never seen anyone use a knife like this."

On the battlefield, it was difficult to divide the battles everywhere, and no one could have imagined that the first to break the deadlock was the victory of the soldiers who had been sitting alone on the city wall.

Although the cultivators are not worried about the victory of the soldiers, they will consciously or unconsciously cast a trace of divine thoughts in the past to prevent them from being prepared.

Unexpectedly, after only a few dozen breaths of fighting, Bing Sheng wasted one arm of the Nine Realms Great Demon.

The Phantom Skin Stone on the wall of Jindui City was slightly stunned, unwilling to believe but had to believe that the facts were already in front of him, the martial cultivation of the false nine was already so violent, what about the Nine Realms Dao cultivator who had just shot with a bow and arrow?

At this time, Qingdu, who was originally attacking and killing soldiers on the battlefield, was pierced through the chest by a bow and arrow, and a handsome bird was chirping all the time behind him, and he was still forcibly pushing Qingdu to fly above the night sky of Xizhou.

I don't know why the thieves of Jindui City expected Qingdu to shoot by themselves, his emaciated face was hideous and with a hint of pain, and the demon blood in his mouth flowed, although he didn't hurt his life with an arrow, but he also took more than half a life. The short stick on the right hand can barely be lifted, and he can't always use his strength, although he wants to carry the demon yuan to force out the arrows, but when he repeatedly mentions the demon yuan, he was interrupted by the chirping of the handsome bird, and scolded angrily while coughing up blood:

"It's never been Lao Tzu who beats people... Cough... Cough... How dare anyone hurt Lao Tzu like this, the person who expected the first opportunity, Lao Tzu... Sooner or later, I'll settle accounts with you."

This place is tens of thousands of miles away from Jinduicheng, even if he shouts with all his might, the strong men of Jindui City can't hear it, but Qingdu, who doesn't shout two sentences, is always uncomfortable in his heart.

How arrogant he was when he came from the southwesternmost depths of Xizhou, how embarrassed he was at this time, and now he had faintly flown over the border of Jade City in just a moment.

Fortunately, Qingning, who was beaten twice, learned wisely, and didn't dare to open his mouth again and said angrily, he was taken down like this, and he didn't know where he would fall.

However, now that hundreds of breaths have passed, the power of the arrow is still not weakened, and Qingdu is also in a hurry, although his life is at stake, but his face is really lost.

Re-entering the Nine Realms Confucian pseudo-saint, Luo Xisheng of the Taoist Golden Immortal, was the leader of the Nine Realms and the Second Realm in his last life, and now he has been refining his heart for hundreds of generations, even if he does not forcibly use the Taoist rhyme to absorb the two qi of heaven and earth, the power of an arrow shot at will is also there

The strength of the top of the two grades of the Nine Realms, not to mention the help of Gong Yi.

After the bow, the handsome bird, along the way, continued to absorb the two qi of heaven and earth in his body, and once again spit out the demon blood Qingdu said a sentence in his mouth, I don't know if to talk about it.

One of the most magnificent palaces in the Jade City is the Jade Palace, which is located in the center of the Jade City, tall and magnificent, the pavilions and pavilions outside the palace are all paved with green jade bricks, and there are countless red lanterns as embellishments, which is quite the meaning of the Heavenly Jade Palace.

It is very lively with the flower street, and the difference between demons and demons is that this palace is extremely quiet, and the tranquility reveals a trace of mad atmosphere, even the ordinary demon cultivators of the Eight Realms iQue Heavenly Realm can't help but feel slightly furious in their hearts, and their hands and feet tremble.

On the high throne of the palace, a woman sat here as if she had lost her strength.

Half of the face is sad and frowning,

Half of the jade carving smiled.

Su refers to the light plucking of the lute,

Wailing

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Surrounded by the shroud jade castle.

Look at this woman closely, again.

A satin and green silk is half-covered,

The slender arms and jade legs are all shy.

Tingwai peak hidden green clouds,

The tail of the eyes is acacia red.

Sorrow is endless,

Light and secluded.

Qin Shizi, who sighed slightly, said ruthlessly with a hint of righteousness in his eyes:

"All the good men are dead, and no one in this world can enter the heart of slaves, he~ God is unfair."

The more advanced you are, the more careful you must be to speak, and then mention this matter later, and then go back to Jinduicheng.

In a moment, Qing Ling calmed down, and said with a smile on his rough face:

"Interesting, interesting, I've been underestimating you."

As he spoke, Qing Ling directly lucked the demon yuan, only to see the two qi of heaven and earth rushing towards his body frantically, and even faintly wanted to pull the two qi that had originally gathered in Zhou Tianxing's sword array.

With a breath of effort, Qing Ling's flesh and blood were directly regenerated, his right arm grew again, and Bing Sheng, who had a smile on his face, said:

"Sure enough."

After the demon clan broke into the Nine Realms, as long as the two qi of heaven and earth are abundant, they can be broken and regenerated at any time, white bones and raw flesh, but its loss of demon yuan is also a broken tool, and now the green zero who has to be careful on the battlefield directly regenerates an arm, it seems that it feels that it is not particularly advantageous to drag it down like this, and the body of a half-demon appears, the upper body is a green lion and the lower body is humanoid, a huge lion head, with thick hair, swaying with the wind.

Then there was a loud roar, and the two qi of heaven and earth were cleared, and the blue zero claw Ning Yuan, who shot again, scratched wildly. As the saying goes, punch the old man to death.

At this time, there was no possibility of counterattacking the soldiers, and the slaughter in his hands was full of tricks, and he retreated while fighting frantically, and retreated all the way to the battle, although he did not leak any flaws, but he was still inevitably injured by the force.

The corner of his mouth was bleeding a trace of blood, and there was no peace on his face, but a smile, and then, the determined Bing Sheng's body broke through the realm and the Dao rhyme became more and more dignified, and as the dark clouds in the sky were dense again, one after another thunderbolts fell, hitting a person and a demon who were fighting.

The martial arts true dragon in Bing Sheng's body was also even more excited, running wildly. Smack~ There was a soft sound, so light that no one could check it, and the soldiers broke into the Nine Realms.

For the first time on the battlefield, he showed his martial arts as a military victory, and sighed slightly:

"To be honest, I don't like my martial arts transformation."

I saw that a white-feathered golden-necked eagle rushed out and showed itself in front of the world for the first time. Coo, coo, woo, wow and wow are endless, without the slightest momentum.

Although it is a little regrettable that he failed to step into the ninth realm with the first place in the eight realms, it is also forced by the situation, and there is a little helplessness, but it is more relaxed.

Bing Sheng didn't like it, but Qing Ling's face became more and more solemn, and he even stopped and said:

"Originally, I just wanted to come out and have fun, but I didn't expect this generation of juniors to be full of talents, and it seems that I have to come up with something."

Jinpeng feeds on dragon jiao, which can enter hundreds every day. The eagle feeds on snakes, birds, and rats, and the food is inexhaustible.

I saw Qing Ling touching the left in his arms

, turned over to the right, and found two short bones from his arms, less than two feet long, obviously two small arm bones of a person.

Take out the blue zero of the double bones, and the left and right lion claws do not pinch the bones, and directly use the demon yuan to hang the two bones two feet in front of the grab, and turn the green zero with both hands at will, and the two bones bump together, and then a heart-rending roar spreads all over the battlefield.

The black curtain water who covered his ears violently was full of pain, and his ears were full of the roar of the fierce demon, and his heart was a little unstable, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and asked the black night:

"Old Night, what's that short stick in the hand of Elder Qingling Taishang?"

Although he didn't cover his ears in the dark night, his face still twitched and said:

"Lao Shui, what I said, I can know what you don't know, next time the dialogue is a little deeper, okay?"

The black curtain water covered his ears and shook his head, and said:

"It's too torturous."

The phantom skin stone on the wall of Jindui City hurried, although he had hurriedly seen the short stick in Qingdu's hand before, he had a faint guess, and he didn't want Qing Ling to take out two short bones and sit down on something.

Thousands of years ago, the suzerain of Hehuan Temple did not return from the temple, no one can deduce the whereabouts of its suzerain Liansheng, there are rumors and legends, Liansheng has long passed away, even the bones of the demon are divided, now it seems that thousands of years ago, the change of Hehuan Temple and Qingling, Qingdu also has a great relationship.

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