On the goose floor, all the cultivators watched and saw the proud demeanor of the sky, and all of them were surging and could not be quiet.

"Young Tianjiao, nothing more than that."

Leng Yusanren sighed for the second time that he was old, Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing fought harmoniously, as if they had tempered their posture for a hundred years, but their spirit was like a volley of the sun, and that kind of youthful vigor was something he couldn't have.

"That Jiang Xianqing is Mo Longyun's great enemy."

Chang An had to admit that Jiang Xianqing was very strong, which was amazing, and it was difficult for any monk in the early stage of the Foundation Building Realm to stand in this field better.

"When you meet an opponent in chess, it is difficult."

Shi Shujing also knew in his heart that Jiang Xianqing had met a great enemy, the Tianjiao of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, with a solid foundation and strong mana, was not a simple character.

"Qiang"

On Pengshan Lake, the fierce fight continued, Mo Longyun held a sword, the sword intent was continuous, like a wave churning, one stack was stronger than another, and the water and sky were foggy.

Jiang Xianqing carried a big gun, and his figure wandered, like a dragon dancing, shattering a heavy wave of sword intent, and killing strongly.

"Bell ......"

The soldiers exchanged blows, crisp and light, the sound waves rippled, and the void sky manifested a circle of ripples, containing a terrifying aura, pressing the lake to a quiet place, and then stirring it to pieces, and the cycle repeatedly.

"Hoo ......"

Jiang Xianqing stopped, spit out a long turbid breath from his mouth, and swallowed a breath of spiritual energy again, spitting out the old and accepting the new, the acupoints around his body were shining together, and his spirit was calm and shining.

"Eyama"

He pinched the trick in his hand, and in the hazy mist, the golden light shone, and the aura rolled and roared, condensing into a big mountain, thick and majestic, standing in the void sky, exuding a deep and terrifying aura.

As soon as the sacred mountain moved, the heavens and the earth shook suddenly, and the ubiquitous aura condensed and shattered, manifesting an incomparably powerful suppressive force.

"Buzz ......"

Mo Longyun's eyes froze, and he didn't use his great mana to shake the Divine Mountain, but his mind moved, and an alchemy furnace flew out of his body.

The surging mana entered it, and the alchemy furnace was extremely revived, and a raging flame burned inside and outside, like a comet, crashing forward.

"Boom"

The alchemy furnace hit the sacred mountain, the smoke was burning, and the mountain was unstable for a while, cracking one after another, and there were signs of crumbling at any time.

"I've suffered losses before, and I'm not prepared for anything."

Jiang Xianqing's expression was calm, perhaps he had expected it, and immediately had another means to deal with it.

"Water Lock Jade Belt"

He paddled with both hands, the traces and fluctuations of the spell diffused, and streams of water flew in Pengshan Lake, crystal clear, like light smoke, like a fluttering jade belt, layer upon layer of entwined on the sacred mountain.

"Boom ......"

Mountains and rivers meet, the general trend overlaps, and the sacred mountain, which is full of cracks and about to be shattered, regains its terrifying majesty, and the power of the two spells, perfectly integrated, is suppressed downward.

The alchemy furnace counterattacked upward, but it could not be shaken, so it had to gush out raging flames and turn into nails, wanting to be nailed to the void sky, but it was still unable to be suppressed and could not be fixed.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

Many monks in the Yanlou couldn't help but applaud the case, Jiang Xianqing's control and handling of the timing was extremely strong, and when the magic was on the verge of shattering, he used another technique to turn the tide and subvert the situation.

"The application of magic can be called mysterious."

Even Chang An admits that Jiang Xianqing's hand is powerful, and the mountains and rivers overlap each other, forming a general trend, which overwhelms Mo Longyun's limelight at once.

"Will it win?"

Shi Shujing stared, paying close attention to the changes in the battle situation, as long as Mo Longyun didn't deal with it properly, then this battle would be like Jiang Xianqing's intentions.

"Drink!"

Mo Longyun tilted his head slightly, looking at the alchemy furnace that couldn't resist and slowly fell, and the majestic and heavy sacred mountain and water belt above.

He didn't retreat, but let out a long roar, the qi in his chest soared to the sky, mixed with a body of mana, and he slapped it out with one hand and pressed it on the alchemy furnace that showed his declining strength.

In an instant, the initial combat power of the foundation building realm, which belonged to the Tianjiao level, was completely revealed, and it hit the sky against the trend.

"Boom"

The jade belts, first broken, then the incomparable mana, and the blazing alchemy furnace, gave the sacred mountain full of cracks, the final relief.

"Kill!"

When the spell was broken, Jiang Xianqing was very calm, and in a group of foggy turmoil, he killed strongly, with a black gun in his hand, extremely fierce, and fused with an artistic conception.

It was the recklessness and arrogance of "reshaping the glory and surpassing the peak", he had been defeated, but he firmly believed that he could kill his old enemy and reach the top.

"Great enemy! Enemy! ”

Mo Longyun felt a kind of pressure, and Jiang Xianqing's attacks one after another gave him a sense of urgency and fierceness.

He runs the Aoki Fire to promote the climb of the spirit, and the sword weapon in his hand is quiet, with a bit of dormant and quiet charm.

"Qiang"

In an instant, he drew his sword and slashed, and the light of the sword tore through the depths, but it was absolutely bright, like the day.

Jiang Xianqing snatched it on the sword, feeling stable and difficult to shake, but he didn't frown, he twitched and stabbed, and a little ghostly light was prominent, stabbing towards Chang An's eyebrows.

"Qiang"

Mo Longyun's face remained unchanged, and he turned the sword, and the sword body was covered with a layer of white light, shaking the tip of the spear hard, and he didn't shake it.

It takes a lot of courage and self-confidence, and if you are exhausted, you will be killed by a big gun.

But he just did it, and he was still fine, and even as soon as the sword moved, the wisps of sword light flew like a streamer, and drowned towards Jiang Xianqing.

"Boom la la ......"

Jiang Xianqing did not dodge, the big gun swept away, Pengshan Lake churned, and a ten-zhang high wave, like the Great Wall, like a mountain range, came out of the sky, annihilating a lot of sword light, and also drowned violently, wanting to swallow Mo Longyun.

"Slash!"

Mo Longyun raised his hand, and the sword fell, and the sword light flew out like a cloud, transcendent and unearthly, dividing the big waves, and escaping through a crack, sharp and indescribable, and directly taking the opponent's face.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Jiang Xianqing's eyes flashed with a touch of calculation, deep and meticulous, and with a slap of the big gun, the sword light was shattered, as fine as sand, splashing out little by little, so as to cross the huge body of water.

On Pengshan Lake, water mist, water droplets, water waves, etc. are revealed one by one, and the weather is majestic.

"Roar"

He danced with the spear in his hand, full of anger, and his mana came out, manifesting a black dragon, soaring through the clouds and fog, and using the entire Pengshan Lake as a dojo.

This scene is too real, the black dragon shape god has it, it is not in the mist, and when it is revealed, water droplets roll down from the scale armor, one soars, and the lake surface sets off layers of water waves.

It rushed out, its scales and claws flickering with cold light, its true form majestic and majestic, full of endless majesty.

"Twenty-three years to sharpen a sword, this revenge is really fierce."

At this moment, the hearts of many monks were shaken, Jiang Xianqing's methods were amazing, thinking that after losing once that year, he was not discouraged, but instead practiced hard and hard, and finally waited for the battle of revenge.

"Heavenly pride!"

Chang An judged.

"Awesome."

Mo Longyun's expression was solemn, and he had faced Jiang Xianqing twice since his debut, and each time he was more stressed.

From the Eshan Mountain, the Water Lock Jade Belt, and then to the Jiaolong in Pengshan Lake, I can see that the other party's comprehension of the technique is already quite profound.

"Bang Bang ......"

He went all out, with the alchemy furnace on his head, and the mana and qi all over his body were poured out like rivers and seas, pushing the power of this artifact to the peak.

The alchemy furnace surrounded the flames, like a boiling volcano, but instead of suppressing it, it opened the lid of the furnace and let the black Jiao rush in, sealing it all at once.

"Roar"

The alchemy furnace shook, the black dragon was churning, there was no sign of being burned at all, and you could feel that it was struggling inside, and it was about to break out at any time.

"Kill"

Mo Longyun immediately made a decision, stepped on the alchemy furnace with one foot, and made a killing sound from his mouth, and his body flew out like a cold snowstorm.

His temperament, and the sword in his hand, resonated, a sword slashed, the heaven and earth were cold, dazzling peerless, not to be looked at directly.

"Poof......

Jiang Xianqing's attack could not be described as unforgiving, but he didn't expect Mo Longyun's response to be so decisive that he trapped the black dragon for a short time, and he was almost picked by a sword without noticing.

He didn't die, but he was a little disappointed, and said, "I'm defeated." ”

This sword cut his spirit by two or three points, and if he continued to fight, the winning rate was too low and could not be recovered.

"If you can keep up this momentum, it will be my lifelong rival."

Mo Longyun took back the alchemy furnace, Jiang Xianqing's anger fell, and the black dragon let the furnace fire be refined, turning it into a cloud of mist aura.

Jiang Xian didn't speak, turned around and left, leaving Qingshan without worrying about the lack of firewood, he firmly believed that there was a day to kill Mo Longyun, but now it was just bad luck, and there was an opportunity missing.

"That's the result."

Jiang Xianqing was defeated.

Everyone was a little sorry, after all, Jiang Xianqing's offensive was too subtle, the momentum was overwhelming, and he was very sure of winning.

But in the end, it was Mo Longyun who seized the gap, did not confront each other head-on, and made a decisive attack, which laid the foundation for the situation.

"Mo Longyun wins again, and his spirit is unparalleled."

Sorry for the loser, it is Jiang Xianqing's superb ability, but this also proves that Mo Longyun's terror can still be won even in the face of an extremely powerful opponent.

Such a record can raise the general trend, defeat one by one Tianjiao, complete the spirit, and finally reach the peak, which can be said to be a matter of course.

"Whoosh"

Shi Shujing quietly left the Yanlou and walked to Jiang Xianqing's side, the two walked side by side, muttering something.

"If you lose, you lose, and if you win it back......"

I can't really hear the specifics, but this famous person in the Spirit Immortal Sect has never complained about Jiang Xianqing, but is patient and enlightened, and he has the style of a senior brother.

"Lingling Immortal Sect, you must guard against it."

Chang'an is a young man, who is also a high and powerful person, and he sees the harmony between Shi Shujing and Jiang Xianqing, and knows the existence of the Daoist and Yancheng Daoists, and knows the luck of the Lingling Immortal Sect, which is still strong.

There are two Jindan real people to support them, there is Tianjiao rising, and the brothers support each other, which is really not declining at all.

"Yes, but don't worry too much, we also have an advantage."

Qin Lin nodded, but he didn't have to worry about it, the Spirit Immortal Sect was not bad, but they were also prosperous in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

With that person in charge and a person who dials the door, when the foundation building realm is consummated, supplemented by Dan Dao, their grasp of achieving Jindan is one point greater than that of any immortal sect's Tianjiao.

"Two senior brothers, I didn't disgrace you."

Mo Longyun went up to the Yanlou, his face was happy, this battle was hard, but he won anyway.

"After Mo Tianjiao built the foundation, he has turned into a butterfly, and he will definitely be a glorious frontier in the future."

Leng Yu Sanren praised.

He is not nonsense, Mo Longyun's situation is enviable, his own talent is superb, and he has Jindan Zhenren behind him, and his future is limitless.

"Old-timer, it's serious."

Mo Longyun didn't dare to be proud, Chang An and Qin Lin who were present were very amazing, and there was even more Zhou Xian in the door, which was the real sun and dazzling.

The group of people talked very harmoniously, and after some agreement, they decided to return to Guangxiu Immortal Sect together.

……

Clean courtyard

"In the past twenty years, the people who have re-followed the Dao have no longer tossed, and the Jindan real people of other immortal sects are also quiet, and the years are really quiet."

Chen Sheng was tired on the medicinal ground, the spirit grass under his feet was very immature, and he saw that soon after the buds, he waved his hoe and turned it gently, and his movements were very gentle.

Since he shook the people of Chongzun Dao in one fell swoop, after all the Jindan Zhenren were born, he was purified at once.

After all, Jin Dan is not a real person, and the foundation of Guangxiu Immortal Sect is placed there, no matter how much changes occur in the border land, it will not disturb him.

He didn't feel bored, he was also enjoying himself by meditating and refining qi, churning medicinal ground, and planting spiritual grass.

However, the spiritual grass in this courtyard is planted to pass the time, and it can't be a serious alchemy.

In other words, on the entire borderland, there are only a handful of spiritual grasses that can enter his eyes.

If a third-order alchemist wants to open the furnace alchemy seriously, the spirit grass required, even if it is an immortal sect, can hardly be tossed a few times.

"Buzz ......"

The matter of the medicine land, write down the movements, and it will already be dealt with.

Chen Sheng took out the iron sword and put it in the skylight, it was still pitch black, exuding wisps of evil qi, like an ice sculpture, braving cold.

He held the sword in his hand, and the stars fell, and the grand sword intent spread out, covering the sky, but it did not appear dim, and the brilliance of the stars shone by itself, like a heavenly river floating with stars in the sky.

Because it was daytime, when he practiced his sword, he always felt that there was a lack of charm, and after a few swords, he put away the iron sword.

"Boom ......"

From movement to stillness, Chen Sheng sat down to refine qi, and the health sutra operated silently in the body, very gently, but the movement was still very large.

Every move of Jin Dan real people is in line with heaven and earth, and the aura is rolling in the aura of the ten directions, which is extremely difficult to hide.

The place where he sat cross-legged, lingering with pieces of Lingxia, the acupoints around his body were slightly glowing, and he was also spitting, and the major meridians were bursting with mana, gathering the dantian, and the golden pill was swallowed cleanly as soon as he turned.

Meditation and refining qi to gain is very small, Chen Sheng was not impatient, and sat for two or three hours.

Then......

He relaxed, his mind retreated into the void, and the whole picture of the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect appeared in his heart.

He saw one by one the monks, the young man was vigorous, the old man was resolute, and he was dedicated to cultivating the Great Dao.

He saw that under the many mountain peaks, there were formation patterns wandering, condensing into a large array, ring after ring, running quietly, guarding the ten directions.

He saw a stream of luck, the medicine house, the law enforcement hall, the black abyss prison, the inner gate and the outer gate and many other legal veins, some big and some small, but they were all bright.

(End of chapter)