The sky was pierced with a golden cloud, like a vast and mysterious ocean, constantly rippling in circles.

This scene made everyone on the ground stunned when they saw Xianfeng in the air.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect and the monks of the Demon Sect couldn't help but stop fighting, looking up at the sky with shocked faces.

There was a soft "hum", and a large amount of air overflowed from the fairy peak.

A disciple exclaimed, "Someone is condensing the golden pill!" ”

"Who is it! Can condensing the golden pill cause a vision of heaven and earth? ”

An inner disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect was very puzzled.

"More than seven turns of condensing the golden pill can cause the vision of heaven and earth, twenty years ago, I happened to be present when Ziyun condensed the golden pill, but even the movement of the purple qi from the east vision is far less huge than the golden divine mist in front of me."

A middle-aged man who has been a deacon in the sect for decades explained.

The four of the Demon Gate Demon Sect Demons in the Void, Situ Huan, Zi Yun, Chen Jianshu, and Yu Qinghan had already separated, each standing on a peak, looking at the source of the golden divine mist.

Situ Huan's pair of eyes seemed to be two black flames, and his mana gathered his eyes, staring at the sword light overflowing from the immortal peak not far away, and said in a deep voice:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the aura of the Immortal Dao Heaven and Earth is seriously depleted, how can it be possible to condense the Eighth Turning Golden Pill, now I have been suppressing my cultivation for several years, just to go to the Heavenly Demon Heaven and Earth to break through the Eighth Turning Golden Pill, who has such ability?"

Standing on the mountain peak, Ziyun and Chen Jianshu glanced at each other, and each saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Both of them were the top Tianjiao of the younger generation of the Wuji Immortal Sect, and they naturally knew the gold content of the Eight Transformations Golden Pill.

"Eight Turns Golden Pill, no one in the world can match it, is it my disciple of the Wuji Immortal Sect?"

Ziyun's voice was on the sweet side, and her tone was full of doubts at the moment.

"This direction is very possible, but with such a qualified disciple, how can we not know?"

Chen Jianshu shook the emerald green serpentine sword, his brows furrowed.

"In this direction, it's the husband."

Yu Qinghan looked excited, his phoenix eyes and eyebrows revealed joy, and he looked at the source of the golden qi.

She was the only one at the scene who knew who the direction was coming from.

The husband has broken through to Jindan!

This is something to be happy about.

There are countless people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm who are stuck in the Jindan Realm, and they can successfully break through the Jindan, which shows that Fujun's cultivation qualifications are definitely not bad.

At this time, on top of the pumice stone, a majestic force spread out from Zhao Huai's body.

A dazzling golden pill was suspended in mid-air, and golden light emanated.

The aura of heaven and earth gathers for it, converging in Zhao Huai's Zhou Tian, like an invisible pen, carving some complicated marks on Jindan.

Now Zhao Huai's whole body, except for the position of the heart, has been tempered by Jin Dan, and his mana is extremely powerful.

From a distance, it looks like a little golden man, and the next step is the most important step.

Heaven and earth are endowed with manifolds.

It means that the aura between heaven and earth is endless, growing and spreading, giving the golden pill spirituality, so that the golden pill in the future can continuously absorb the spiritual energy.

The so-called rotation number is how many imprints the will of heaven and earth has carved on Jin Dan's body.

The greater the number of this sigil, the stronger the Jindan.

After condensing into the golden pill, the proportion of the spiritual root on the cultivation path has greatly decreased, not that it is not important, but many functions have been replaced by the golden pill.

Jindan is the origin, and it is the product of the monk's condensation of essence, qi, and spirit to the extreme.

It is also the foundation for reshaping the original infant in the future and breaking the baby and shaping the original god.

With the passage of time, the Jindan in front of Zhao Huai became more and more complex and complex.

The first gold vein.

The second gold vein.

It wasn't until the eight lines were outlined on the golden pill, which were basically all engraved, that the dense golden light slowly dissipated.

This means that he has finally stepped into the Jindan realm!

"Wow!"

Zhao Huai stood up and moved his legs slightly, and the thousand-year-old pumice stone under his feet was suddenly shattered.

He did not fall, but stood in the air, and a coercion of Jin Dan exploded.

Dressed in a white robe, the whole person looks elegant like a fairy, and with the golden pill to bring four golden rays, there is a sense of sacredness.

Zhao Huai clenched his fists with five fingers, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

The golden pill was taken back into the body.

Just the strength of his physical body, he felt that it was many times stronger than before.

If he encounters the demon cultivator who blew up the golden pill again, he can kill the other party with one palm, where is there a chance to blow himself up?

In front of the eight-turn Jindan, the miscellaneous inferior Jindan, and the high-grade Jindan all gave way.

Invincible in the same realm, all are equal under the six turns.

The only thing to worry about is only those Tianjiao of the Seven Turns Golden Pill.

"It's time to help Madame."

Zhao Huai muttered softly, and his body escaped, turning into a golden rainbow light, shuttling through the sky.

Wuji Immortal Peak, Situ Huan faced Ziyun, and Chen Jianshu said:

"Even if the peerless Tianjiao is born, it can't save your Wuji Immortal Sect."

"The Demon Gate has accumulated hundreds of years of anger, can you bear it?!"

Situ Huan snorted coldly, put away his playful mentality, and took out a pitch-black scepter from the magic ring, revealing the bright stars of the Dao Dao.

"It's . Ten Thousand Bones Purgatory. ”

When Ziyun's beautiful eyes saw this scepter, a trace of cold sweat couldn't help but break out on her forehead, and fear flashed in her eyes.

"The magic weapon Ten Thousand Bones Purgatory Staff is actually in your hand."

Chen Jianshu said with a solemn face.

As far as he knew, this Ten Thousand Bones Purgatory Staff was one of the ten great magic weapons of the Heavenly Demon Palace, dating back to the Middle Ages.

He was made from the core skulls of 10,000 Yuanying Cultivators, and was soaked in the blood of a demon emperor.

Incomparably evil, infinitely powerful.

It stands to reason that such a precious magic weapon should be kept in the hands of the Great Palace Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

This Situ Huan is really the heart of the Demon Gate, and he is willing to let him bring out such a magic weapon.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Situ Huan sneered: "It's better than I imagined, yes, this is the Ten Thousand Bone Purgatory Staff, although with my current cultivation, I can only exert the power of a hundred magic weapons, but it is more than enough to deal with you." ”

Of course, he understands the truth of change over time, and he must make a quick decision and seize the time to solve the three people in front of him.

The three of them spent a lot of time with him in a wheel battle, and although he would not be defeated, he could only rely on the power of magic weapons to kill the three of them.

Just as Situ Huan injected mana into the Ten Thousand Bone Purgatory Scepter, a golden rainbow light suddenly flashed in the sky.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a large number of blue arcs appeared in the sky, and thunderclouds appeared in the blink of an eye, and there were lightning and thunder.

The sound of "boom" resounded, and the thunder fell from the sky, like a dragon and a snake.

A phantom of the Heavenly Demon Hell appeared on Situ Huan's body, resisting this heavenly thunder.

"Madame, I'm coming."

Zhao Huai's figure appeared in mid-air and came to Yu Qinghan's side.

and took out the three thousand thunder seals that had not come in handy for a long time.

Now after the Jindan Realm, the power of the Thunder Fu has reached a higher level, and the heavenly thunder he just hit is the most powerful Heaven Guiding Tribulation Thunder.

"How do you feel when you step into the Jindan realm?"

Yu Qinghan asked with a smile on his face.

"It's very good, I've accumulated it for so long, just for today, but it's a pity that I couldn't step into the ninth turn, the more I cultivate, the more I feel that the immortal road is unattainable."

Zhao Huai seemed to have a feeling and said this.

Yu Qinghan reminded carefully: "It's not over yet, this Demon Gate Demon Son is so powerful that he has reached the realm of Jindan Consummation, even if I want to defeat him, it will be difficult to do it." ”

"Don't be afraid, today my husband and wife will shoot together to see what this devil is capable of."

Zhao Huai's eyes burned.

At this time, in the central area where the pit was split out by the heavenly thunder, Situ Huan's laughter sounded: "Zhao Huai, Prince of Great Yan, the future Lord of Great Yan, hahaha really didn't disappoint me, until now, you are qualified to be my opponent." ”

Elder Bai, who was facing the truce, stood on the ground, a gossip mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and said heavily: "Situ Huan, as a disciple of the Demon Lord, has endless means and magic weapons on his body, if you want to defeat him, in addition to having the strength of the same realm, you must also have the corresponding natal magic weapon to add to your body, my disciple and His Royal Highness the Prince have all grown up in the world, and the background is still a little worse." ”

An old man who worships the Yuan Infant of the Demon Palace, seeing that Situ Huan is still able to maintain his composure under the hands of the Heavenly Masters, and even his momentum does not fall down, he exclaimed: "It is worthy of being the Lord of the Demon Son, and he can sit in the position of the first Demon Son for a hundred years, and when the four ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Palace arrive, where will your immortal sect still have a way to live?" ”

Speaking of the back, the words revealed a bit of coldness.

They are just one of the armies of the Demon Gate, and the monks of the Ten Sects of the entire Demon Dao are not only so much in front of them?

Yujing Gate, Longquan Gate, Dangu Gate, Mountain Cliff Gate and other ten Lingshan entrances, all under the attack of the Demon Gate, how long can they last?

It's just that the Yujing Gate, as the gate of the Wuji Immortal Sect, is the most difficult to bite.

Like the scene of the black cloud demon tide in front of him, Lingshan is happening everywhere.

After eating a tribulation thunder talisman, Situ Huan stood in the deep pit intact, his black robe moving in the wind, looking noble, his ink hair was clean, and he smiled confidently: "What about the Eighth Turn Golden Pill?" Whether it is the Empress of Great Xia or your Prince of Great Yan, they can only be my stepping stones, and I will step on your body and ascend to the Avenue of Immortals. Zhao Huai, I will completely destroy the Great Yan in front of you. ”

On the top of the mountain of the Wuji Immortal Sect, these words fell on the ears of every disciple.

Zhao Huai's identity was completely known to everyone in the Wuji Immortal Sect.

"He's the Great Yan Prince?!"

"My God, it's actually him who has condensed the Eight Turns Golden Pill!"

"What! Eight turns of Jindan? I heard that no one in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm can condense the Eight Turns Golden Pill now! ”

"But he is facing Situ Huan, the first person in the Demon Gate in a hundred years, this battle is hard to say!"

Although Zhao Huai's identity is terrifying, he is the prince of Great Yan who has made a lot of noise, and he has also condensed the eight-turn golden pill that no one in the world can match, which has caused extensive discussions, but everyone is obviously more afraid of the prestige of Situ Huan's demon son.

Situ Huan's prestige has existed for decades, and there is no young disciple who does not know.

Hearing Situ Huan's words, the flustered minds of the demon cultivators were also a lot calmer.

Lord Devil's cultivation strength is visible to the world, enough to suppress everything, can he kill a sect casually, and he can't destroy a prince who has lost the country? Even if he had just returned to the country for a year, could it be compared to the Great Yan Empire that his ancestors had just established? How much of a storm can it make?

Zhao Huai was very calm in the face of Situ Huan's remarks, who wouldn't say it?

I saw the real chapter when I shot it, and I only knew when I hit it.

"Prince Dayan, let me see what you can do!"

Situ Huan's voice was insignificant, striking from a distance, and a powerful demon shadow condensed, like an entity, smashing towards him.

Zhao Huai stretched out a hand, and the infinite mana in the golden pill flowed out, attaching to his body, gathering golden runes one after another.

The golden fist struck, becoming bigger and bigger, condensing into a mountain-sized one, and striking at Situ Huan's Heavenly Demon Phantom.

This battle was Zhao Huai's first shot into Jindan, but despite this, he also used all his strength.

"Boom!"

The immortal peaks around the Wuji Immortal Sect were shaken.

Both of them are the world's masters, and the power of the outbreak is very terrifying, and even the overflowing coercion makes the foundation building monks on the ground fall to their knees, and they feel that the breath of the two of them is very amazing, and they are shocked for a while, and they are unable to breathe, and their bodies tremble.

"Prince Dayan's strength is actually so remarkable! Just broke through the Jin Dan and was able to draw with Situ Huan. ”

Watching the battle from a distance, Zi Yun, who was taking tonic pills on the ground, Chen Jianshu was secretly frightened when he saw the two people fighting.

They had just consumed too much mana in the big battle, so they could only rest for a while.

Yu Qinghan stood beside him, his red lips were crystal moving, his beautiful eyes were like flowing autumn hookahs, and he said: "Situ Huan has been fighting with us for a long time, and his physical strength and mana have not recovered, which is also one of the reasons, but even so, it is still a little worse to completely defeat Situ Huan." ”

Ziyun nodded in agreement: "Situ Huan, as a demon of the Demon Gate, has done evil, I don't know how many monks of the Righteous Dao Sect have been killed, and the means are bloody, this person looks elegant and noble on the surface, but in fact, he does everything, and many innocent people are often killed by him when he goes down the mountain, just to cultivate the thirty-six changes of the Heavenly Demon, this person is the great enemy of the Xianmen." ”

Chen Jianshu saw Zhao Huai's figure gradually unfolding a defensive posture in the air, frowned, and said:

"No, Prince Dayan doesn't have a weapon in his hand, and Situ Huan has more than one magic weapon on his body, so it's too much of a loss."

Yu Qinghan also saw the change in the sky, worried in his heart, and turned to hug his fists towards the two true disciples:

"Two, can you borrow a sword?"

"Of course, it's no problem to borrow a sword, but my sword looks rather peculiar, and ordinary people are afraid that they are not used to it." Chen Jianshu took out his emerald green serpentine sword, and his curved appearance was really not suitable for ordinary sword cultivation.

"Use mine."

Zi Yun took the initiative to speak, handing out her purple spirit sword.

Yu Qinghan took the sword, drew the sword and looked at it, and found that this sword was thinner and longer than ordinary swords, and the purple sword was engraved with incomprehensible lines.

"This sword is called Zidian, it weighs three catties and ten taels, and is four feet nine inches long, but I found it from the Sword Pavilion, and it was recast from a broken fairy sword, so let's make do with it."

Ziyun explained, explaining the origin of the spirit sword.

"Thank you."

Yu Qinghan nodded in thanks, and then his figure fled, shooting towards the sky.

High in the air.

Zhao Huai had already sacrificed the eight-turn golden pill, struggling to resist the demon shadows.

"The eighth change of the Heavenly Demon, the Demon God whispers."

Situ Huan was condescending, and the demon shadows overlapped, and he let out a low shout.

A towering ghost-faced shadow emerged, larger than all the previous shadows.

"It's been a long time since I've performed this change, Zhao Huai, if you die in this move, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death."

Situ Huan sneered.

In his heart, he was still very frightened, Zhao Huai didn't have a natal magic weapon, so he could fight him to this point.

It can be seen that the strength of the eight-turn golden pill.

Zhao Huai's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly sensed a danger from the void.

I have to say that Situ Huan's strength is really strong, it stands to reason that he has just broken through, not to mention that the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, he should be invincible.

But after all, I still suffered a loss without a magic weapon.

The whispers of the demon god condensed by Situ Huan carried a monstrous killing intent and devoured towards Zhao Huai.

Zhao Huai is not a fool, and immediately prepared to avoid the edge for the time being.

But soon he discovers that this shadow has been following him all along, and he can't shake it off at all, like a nameless cursed god following you.

"Husband, take the sword!"

Then.

A crisp sound came from the air.

"Zheng!"

An ancient flying sword flew in the direction of Zhao Huai.

His eyes were quick, and he held the flying sword in his hand.

If you look closely, it is a purple-veined thin sword.

Getting the flying sword, Zhao Huai's gaze suddenly became sharp, and his battle intent gradually boiled.

The sword intent on his body continued to rise, and even the purple spirit sword in his hand exuded a terrifying ghostly light.

The sword intent climbed to the extreme, and the swords in the hands of many Immortal Sect disciples trembled slightly, and the swords of the Nine-Layer Sword Pavilion also emitted bursts of roars.

They all headed in the direction of Zhao Huai.

At this moment, it is like a thousand swords worshipping.