Tonight's capital is destined to be a sleepless night.

Glazed jade tiles, the splendid palace was destroyed by more than half, and the plaque at the entrance of the palace was crooked, broken, and poured.

At this time, in the distant night, there was a flickering light in the sky, getting closer and closer, standing upright in the void, overlooking the capital below.

Finally gathered into a figure, this is a young man wearing an ink-colored robe, with a yin and yang fish tattooed on his chest, and it is a gossip pattern, I saw him mutter:

"The aura of this heaven and earth is so empty, it should be related to the aura rotation that appeared before, I can't imagine that there is such a monk in the world?"

The young man in the Dao robe is named Xu Muchen, and he is the gatekeeper of the Wuji Immortal Sect in the world this year.

The so-called gatekeeper is an important position set up by the five immortal sects in the world, which is held by powerful monks, and is changed every ten years, and the role is to observe the secular situation.

The world of cultivating immortals does not interfere in the world, but there is still supervision of every move of the world, if there are very powerful monks who do whatever they want, destroy the world, and bring bad influences, it will attract the cleanup of the immortal gate.

The major matters of the world are regularly reported by the gatekeepers.

That's why Xu Muchen came here.

Just when he was cultivating, he found that Fang Miles was thousands of miles away, and he noticed that there were strong aura fluctuations, so he came to check the situation.

Xu Muchen landed elegantly on the ruins of the palace, and his divine sense swept the entire palace, but he didn't find any clues.

"Senpai, you're finally here."

Yu Yunping looked far away and saw a familiar figure, and his face couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Of course he knew this person in front of him, he was the gatekeeper of the Wuji Immortal Sect, and he had appeared very few times in the past three years, but every time he appeared, he was extremely impressed.

Unfathomable, very powerful!

Don't look at the young person in front of you, he is actually hundreds of years old!

He is a genuine Jindan monk.

"What happened?"

Xu Muchen's eyes were not shocked, and his attitude towards Yu Yunping was very flat, even if the founding emperor of Great Xia stood in front of him, his attitude was like this.

But Yu Yunping didn't care at all, he directly poured out all his bitter water, how miserable it was.

told the other party everything that had just happened, what a white-clothed ghost face, an amazing sword, including how the walls of the palace were gone, that terrifying scene, and how terrifying this strength was.

Listening to this, Xu Muchen frowned.

"You're saying it's all the work of demons?"

"That's right, the man's grimace is terrifying, terrifying, and everyone present can testify to it." Yu Yunping nodded again and again, obviously not coming out of the shadows yet.

But Xu Muchen shook his head after hearing this.

"No way, if it's a demon, I can sense it at the first time, and it will never be possible for him to do anything wrong."

There are top magic weapons in the immortal gate that specialize in dealing with demons, but whenever a powerful demon appears, he can sense it as soon as there is any disturbance.

Xu Muchen said, "You describe his appearance again."

"He was dressed in white, carrying a sharp, glowing sword, with a ghostly face and amazing means."

"Is that him?"

At this time, Xu Muchen's eyes narrowed, staring at a man in white walking towards him a hundred meters away, with a ghostly face on his face.

….

"That's him!"

Yu Yunping saw this familiar ghost face and nodded very firmly.

Xu Muchen didn't say much, his body floated straight up, locking on to the other party.

It's strange that he can't seem to see through the other party's cultivation.

Could it be that the other party's cultivation is still above him?

It's impossible, with such a thin aura in the world, how can there be a monk who turns into a god.

He could only attribute it to the fact that the other party had a magic weapon to cover up his cultivation.

The other side.

Zhao Huai, who was hanging in the sky, seemed to have noticed something, covered by his divine sense

place, one more uninvited guest.

Not before, definitely just here.

Both of them discovered each other in the first place.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Yu Qinghan, who was beside him, saw Zhao Huai's face and asked softly.

"Something is wrong, someone is blocking the way, you are waiting for me here."

Zhao Huai felt his palm tighten a little, so he comforted: "Don't worry, I can handle it, your husband is stronger than you think, it used to be Mrs. to protect me, and now it is my turn to protect Mrs."

Yu Qinghan listened, and then let go.

Thinking about it, the husband can actually lurk in the capital alone, and his strength must be higher than she imagined.

In fact, she only thought half of it right, Zhao Huai did not sneak in, but killed all the way.

After Zhao Huai settled his wife.

Moving forward alone, a young man in a gossip robe soon appeared in front of him.

Between the strong and the strong, there is always mutual induction.

In particular, the momentum on Zhao Huai's body has not yet dissipated, the killing sword has not yet fallen, the whole body exudes a faint spiritual power, and there is a spiritual light on the bones.

So in Xu Muchen's eyes, the person who came was a fierce opponent.

Xu Muchen stood in the air, although he was a Jindan monk, he did not have a trace of carelessness, his right hand stretched out, and a blue light was dense, condensing in the palm of his hand, and gradually turned into a crystal clear spirit sword, pointing obliquely at the ground.

directly sacrificed his natal magic weapon, which shows its solemnity.

Seeing this natural spirit sword, Zhao Huai also understood it in seconds.

The one in front of him is a Jindan monk.

The true element of the foundation building period is liquefied and solidified, and the essence and qi are fused to form the golden pill, and the higher the quality of the true element, the stronger the condensed golden pill.

At the same time, Jin Dan can refine the natal magic weapon, which is very suitable for himself, and the natal magic weapon can be continuously refined, even if it is used to become an immortal, it is no problem to use it, and you can fly in the sky without borrowing any magic weapon.

The Jindan period is an extremely important realm on the path of cultivation, and the emphasis is on the concreteness, and the monk's Jindan is the concrete thing of the true yuan, and the powerful Jindan monk also has visions, which can deter foreign enemies without much effort.

Since stepping into the Jindan, the effect of the spiritual root is much weaker, and the speed of cultivation depends on the quality of the Jindan.

"Brother Tai, looking at your dress, you should be a disciple of the sect, why did you come to the troubled waters of the world."

Zhao Huai has the momentum of raising his hand to destroy all enemies, and between talking and laughing, the momentum wants to overwhelm people first.

Facing the majesty of the shop, Xu Muchen's face did not change, and he said lightly:

"I'm already 100 years old, and you don't want to scream like a brother."

Zhao Huai smiled slightly, seeing that the other party did not show flaws, he had no way to break the deadlock with the Divine Deterrence Technique, he was dressed in a white robe, and there was no extra movement, but he just put his hand on the hilt of the sword on his waist and made a "draw the sword" posture.

When everyone on the ground saw the posture of the two of them, their hearts could be said to have risen to their throats, and they didn't dare to speak.

Some people spend their entire lives before they can touch the door of the foundation, and they don't even know what Jindan looks like.

So the showdown in front of them has exceeded their imagination.

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