Wan Jianchen kept retreating.

The sword rays emitted from the Dragon Slaying Sword seemed to be spontaneous and self-preservation, and there was no attack form at all.

Fenglan had an indescribable feeling.

When he was in the sect, he could only hear such lofty names as Wan Jianchen and Lin Xingyun, and he had no chance to meet others.

In actual combat, this gap is unimaginable.

Li Feiyun, the King of Ten Thousand People, and others, who had already landed in ordinary people's homes, relied on their own hard work to obtain everything, how aggrieved?

In the world of cultivation, the strong people who are piled up by their status and network resources are of course considered to be strong.

In the face of this unfairness, the low-level monks could only sigh with admiration.

"Shame on you."

With a long roar, the azure sword light rose into the sky, as if a thousand blue drop-shaped leaves had grown in the void.

The small goldfish emitted from the Demon Sect disciple's flying fish golden fork slammed into the azure blue drop-shaped leaves, and when it shattered, the golden glow splattered, like a brilliant firework blooming.

"Chiba style?"

The Demon Sect disciple shouted, retreating a few feet, hesitating.

The beautiful boy in front of him is much, much more beautiful than the boy who is about to lose.

The Demon Sect disciple said in a trembling voice, "You are the descendant of the Heavenly Jian Ancestor...... The King of Ten Thousand People? ”

The king of 10,000 people, nineteen years old, willow leaves and sword eyebrows, starry eyes and rhinoplasty, mouth like Dan, lips like anointed, handsome and dignified, beautiful young man, rare beautiful man in the world.

This face is inherited from his ancestor Wan Tianjian Zhenjun, and it is a beautiful man's face that has not changed for thousands of years.

Among the many young men and women present, even the most beautiful girls lost their lustre.

The only person who can compare with his appearance is the beautiful boy Li Feiyun, who is as cold as ice.

Li Tianyan and Wan Tianjian, brothers in the world, are famous in the world for their "peerless double handsomeness".

At this moment, the King of Ten Thousand People has become the brightest star.

However, the eyes of the elders of the various factions were focused on the azure four-foot long sword in his hand.

This sword is called "Innocence", and it is a fairy sword that Tianjian Zhenjun personally refined before his death.

At this moment, there is no doubt that the sword is more famous than the man.

Feng Lan pursed his lips slightly.

I didn't expect that the people in the Demon Sect respected the predecessors of the Palm Heaven Sect so much.

Who knows, Wan Tianjian Zhenjun was the only one in the Heavenly Sect who opposed the attack on the quicksand realm.

Tianjian Zhenjun believes that it is easy to settle the knot and is not easy to solve, and a lifetime of feud and eternal generations are not the root of the problem.

"'Anti' Qing and 'Ming' are just another name for 'Amitabha'."

Feng Lan thought of this sentence and suddenly woke up.

Perhaps, the slogan of attacking each other between the two realms of righteousness and demons has long been just a slogan.

In fact, who will dominate and who will have the right to speak is what the two sides are fighting for.

It's true that you are not as dominant as I am.

"This is not nonsense?"

Feng Lan shook his head secretly.

"Stand down." The Ten Thousand King squinted his eyes and said loudly, "Demon Sect Demon Sect, the nineteenth generation descendant of the Heavenly Pillar Peak of the Heavenly Sect is seeking war. ”

Wan Jianchen and the Demon Sect disciples glanced at each other, and only then did they understand that the King of Ten Thousand People had asked the two of them to retreat.

Wan Jianchen had beads of sweat on his face.

It's too shameless to be defeated by such an ugly monster who doesn't look good.

What he couldn't accept the most was that the King of Ten Thousand People was able to cast a spell to hold the Thousand Leaves style of the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Styles, which was too unexpected.

After the next battle, the resources that belong to the overall dispatch of the sect will definitely be greatly adjusted.

The ugly disciple of the Demon Sect felt that he was right, and when he said this, he was insulted, puffed up his chest, and said, "I, Yun Piaozi, am going to be able to meet the famous innocent sword." ”

The King of Ten Thousand People snorted coldly with disdain.

The two began to fight.

In terms of the power of the sword, the dragon slaying sword is still above the innocent sword.

The "mediocrity" of the Dragon Slaying Sword gave the Demon Sect disciple Yun Piaozi great confidence.

Elder Jianye's face was quite calm, and his heart was quite unpleasant.

There was Fenglan first, then there was Xiong Potian, Li Feiyun, and then there was a 10,000-person king, followed by Ji Daren, Bao Ping'an and other seven people.

A sign of great prosperity in the Heavenly Sect.

It's just that this omen of great prosperity has nothing to do with Tongtian Peak, just as the most glorious period 10,000 years ago has nothing to do with Tongtian Peak.

Suddenly heard the roar of the king of ten thousand people,

The long sword in his hand pierced into the mouth of a living goldfish,

The fishtail suddenly burst out with brilliant blue brilliance,

The brilliance slowly forms drop-shaped leaves, and the luster of the leaf tips is the brightest.

Demon Sect disciple Yun Piaozi, that flying fish golden fork that doesn't look very good, is powerful.

I saw him pinch the trick and cast a spell, and there was a gurgling sound around him, and the surrounding snow quickly melted.

The first drop of water appears, followed by the second, third、......、 and then the flood.

Yun Piaozi poked his fork into the flood and stirred it vigorously, and the flood turned into a fish and rushed towards the growing blue foliage.

The king of ten thousand people recited the sword mantra, and the leaves flew away, like a rain of leaves in the sky, swept away.

Thundered~

Bang bang bang~

The leaves and the water dragon meet, and there is a thunderous sound, and the sound is heard in the four fields.

When the water dragon dissipates, most of the leaves are still left.

"Two to one, victory is not martial, phew!"

The disciples of the Demon Cult fled the battle circle.

"Can't wait." Bao Ping'an said softly, "I don't like to be in the limelight." ”

Fenglan frowned slightly, looked at the round Bao Ping'an, and smiled: "Strength, self-confidence; No strength, it's conceited. ”

"He's 'mother', who said that the Palm Heaven Sect is weak, and one generation is not as good as the next?

This is not an obvious sign of prosperity, but a direct reference to the most glorious era.

Perhaps, as a certain little Taoist friend said, a new era of the Heavenly Sect's command of the cultivation realm has arrived. ”

A middle-aged man in the Demon Sect said loudly.

Suddenly, the people of both good and evil condensed their eyes towards the wind.

Feng Lan wore a golden wing fan crown, covering his eyebrows, like a pure and handsome little scholar, and his two-point scholarly spirit looked radiant.

In terms of appearance, in a crowd of handsome monsters, it is quite mediocre.

He is young, with a strong body and a great sense of strength and beauty.

Feng Lan puffed up his chest, looked straight ahead, and said loudly: "The Demon Sect is small, if you can bind yourself on the spot, you can protect the prison and sit through." If you blindly do a futile struggle, the leader of this alliance will definitely be crushed. ”

As soon as the words fell.

There was a loud laugh from the Heavenly Sword Sect's side.

Lu Xiangling asked: "Fenglan, your Good People Alliance, is it possible that you want to order the Heavenly Sect together?" ”

Feng Lan said indifferently: "I have no comment." ”

He is a scoundrel and leaves room for everything.

A bewitching woman walked out of the Demon Sect, wearing a black slim leather coat, and the lines of the whole person seemed to be drawn with a pen and carved with a knife.

Xiong Po Tian Imperial Sword stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, this person comes from a demon sect that is good at witch charm, let me meet her." ”

"Break the sky, what kind of strength do you fight." Bao Ping'an stepped forward and persuaded Xiong Potian back, "Take your time." ”

The King of Ten Thousand Men fought with the disciples of the Demon Sect, and in the ninth round, he cast the "Chiba Style" magic power and defeated the opponent.

"Compared to the young handsome people of the two sects of the Heavenly Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Palace, my Holy Sect disciples are slightly inferior."

"I thought that the Holy Sect cultivated all the disciples and spared no effort. Unexpectedly, the holy talisman and the Furong monk's intention to cultivate the disciples is more and more surpassed. Admire, admire. ”

The two people on the Demon Sect's side said one after another.

Fenglan has always been unpredictable, what is crazy about the Demon Sect, and he wants to put up such a fighting arena.

Now it seems that finding opportunities to divide the five is exactly one of their goals.

The strength of both sides, between the two.

If you really want to start a big battle, you will probably lose both.

At this time, whether Fenglan can really command the Good People Alliance will be the key to directly determining the outcome of the victory.

Sure enough, the Demon Cult retreated.

"Fight and not fight, retreat and not retreat. The Demon Sect is mobilizing the people this time, and I don't know why. ”

An elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect said in a deep voice.

"Perhaps, they're looking for a Demon Relic.

You still have to be careful.

Demon cult demons, scheming, elusive, what is pictured, is not clear.

It's hard for us to really stop it. ”

Elder Jianye of the Zhangtian Sect said.

Feng Lan and the others returned to the camp of the Good Men League.

In contrast, the area where the camp is located is very warm.

The six tails said: "The snow of the dragon is beginning to enter the realm of strange coldness. ”

"What's next?"

Feng Lan noticed that she hadn't finished her sentence and asked.

"When it's cold enough between heaven and earth, the dragon's snow will brew into an 'ice dragon'."

"Huh?"

Fenglan looked stunned and couldn't believe it.

"Ice Dragon", a fierce beast in a classic game in another world, is Fenglan's favorite role play.

Feng Lan asked, "What is the combat power of the ice dragon?" What does it look like? ”

"A guardian curse unleashed by the Celestial Dragon.

The form of the ice dragon is no different from that of the dragons, and it is also an important species of the dragons.

Ice dragons, some clad in ice armor, some with bright ice skins, have many skin types.

Battle effectiveness?

It's probably the strength that dragons should have. ”

The six tails said half-reminiscing, half-thinking, with incomprehensible self-reflection.

Fenglan was a little excited, but also scared.

In another world, you are the descendant of the dragon, and you have only seen the appearance of the dragon in the atlas.

In this world of cultivation, can you really encounter the mysterious race of dragons?

Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo Yixian brothers and sisters walked in and sat on the idle bamboo chairs.

After the two of them met with Feng Lan, Feng Lan gave them a large amount of spiritual material resources, allowing them to focus on alchemy.

"It's getting colder." Zhuo Yifan said calmly, "I'm afraid something big will happen." ”

Feng Lan could see that this senior brother also knew about the ice dragon.

"The seniors of the sect are here, so there is nothing to worry about." Feng Lan said, "I'd rather be warm and warm in this tent than fight to the death." ”

"The amount of elixir refining has a scale." Zhuo Yifan said half a sentence, and said, "Then take it out and buy it." The elixir must eventually be exchanged for a circulating resource, so that it will have a greater value of value preservation and even appreciation. ”

Zhuo Yifan asked: "How about letting Senior Brother Ping An handle this matter?" ”

There was a rare smirk on his face.

"I have no opinion."

Fenglan nodded and said.

He understood Zhuo Yifan's intentions.

The people here are all kinds of and very complex, and they are all elite monks with great experience and Taoism, and it is easier to take care of all aspects only by dealing with people who can play tricks.

Zhuo Yifan suddenly asked, "What about the price?" ”

Feng Lan secretly sighed, it turned out that the real purpose of the senior brother was this.

"The price should not be changed.

This is a long-term value gain process, and we must not rush to make short-term gains. ”

Feng Lan said in a deep voice.

Zhuo Yifan hummed and agreed.

He glanced at the small compartment where the two fox demons were, and said in a low voice: "Since ancient times, the human race and the demon race have been incompatible, and the enmity is as deep as the sea. Do you really want to risk the world's condemnation? ”

Feng Lan said: "Hmm! ”

Zhuo Yifan got up and called his sister to leave.

"The Alliance Leader, the first ice dragon, has appeared."

Ryofeng walked in to report.