Night.

The full moon hangs in the sky like a glowing silver platter.

A tall young man in a cyan battle armor stood opposite a purple-robed young man, blowing their long hair back and fluttering back slightly.

The tall young man carried a skeleton wrapped in white cloth behind him, which was extremely strange.

Although the young man in the purple robe is ordinary-looking, his young white eyebrows are particularly eye-catching.

"Why did you stop me from going?" Demon Ye Feng touched his white eyebrows, looked at the tall young man standing in front of him vigilantly, and said indifferently.

He was puzzled in his heart, Zhang Daoyi was going to have a fight with the Buddha in Qingyun Mountain, Jiangnan Province, and the world was paying attention, and now that the date was approaching, he naturally wanted to join in the fun and see how his two old opponents entered the country.

This time, he ventured out to sea, went through the catastrophe of life and death, and obtained great benefits on a remote island overseas, successfully promoted to the seventh layer of the True Human Realm, and even integrated the divine power seed he realized into the supreme sword moves of his Heavenly Demon Sect.

The eldest husband was born in heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and live under the people for a long time.

On this trip, he wanted to invite two old friends to have a taste.

It's time to change the ranking of the Dragon and Tiger list.

Unexpectedly, halfway to Qingyun Mountain, he met the strange young man in front of him unexpectedly.

"You are the Heavenly Demon Sect's contemporary Demon Son Ye Feng Di? Why are you so weak? The tall young man frowned, spit out the words, and cautiously he even took out the booklet on the Dragon and Tiger List and flipped it in front of him.

"You, look for death, say your name, I will not kill the nameless under the knife!" Ye Fengdi's heart suddenly became furious, and a full moon scimitar suddenly appeared in his hand.

The full moon was bright and bright, and the scimitar in Ye Fengdi's hand was even more dazzling than the moonlight.

"This knife is not bad, but if you want to know my name, you have to see if you have that strength." The tall young man nodded slightly, and a cyan spear appeared in his hand at the same time, the body of the spear was simple and unpretentious, but the head of the spear was as red as blood, and the intention of killing was pervasive.

"You...."Ye Fengdi's face was furious, but his heart was cold, although the person in front of him was restrained and mellow, and he couldn't see the depth, but he believed in the knife in his hand more.

The devil's scimitar was raised flatly, and the demonic energy in his body was greatly vibrating, and a round of dazzling eyes suddenly rose up in his hand.

"Pick me up!"

"Iron Horse Glacier!"

As soon as the sound exploded in the night sky, a crescent-like brilliant sword aura suddenly appeared, and countless moonlight merged into the sword light to make this move even more powerful, and the endless sword light went straight to the tall young man's head and slashed it.

However, in the face of such an amazing knife, the tall young man stretched out his palm with an indifferent face, and his big hand turned cyan, as if a big hand was holding a white sword light, and the brilliant sword light was all wiped out in the big hand.

"How... How can it be? Who are you? The devil glared angrily, his face was full of disbelief, although he didn't use that extreme knife move with the knife just now, he didn't release any water.

"If you can cut through the skin of my indefinite Qingwang Law Body, you are qualified to know my name." The tall young man spread out his palm, and a white scratch appeared on the palm of his cyan palm.

"Unexpectedly, the powerful and incomparable Demon Gate of Zhongzhou thousands of years ago has fallen to this point, and I am the first true legend of the Dongzhou Uncertain God Sect, the Calamity Dragon."

"You, get out! The face of the Demon Gate is going to be lost to you, and your cultivation is not worthy of the title of my Demon Gate Devil! ”

"The Daozi and Buddha of Qingyun Mountain, I will go to ask for advice."

The voice of the dragon suddenly turned from indifferent to excited, and the cyan spear in his hand shook, and the body of the spear slapped horizontally on the scimitar of the devil, and the huge force of the night blade instantly knocked down the night blade in the mountains, startling countless birds and beasts that slept at night.

Some people dream of crashing in the middle of the road before they have even taken off.

The dragon took out the exquisite silver strategy of the dragon and tiger list, and turned to the fifth page, and Yi Chen's face appeared impressively.

"Fifth on the Dragon and Tiger list? Yoshiseko? ”

"Hehe, the fourth devil is so unbearable, this righteous son and the people behind him have no need to look at it, it's all waste."

"I hope that the Buddha and the Daozi can surprise me a little, Zhongzhou, after all, it is in decline."

"It's not my small world, it's just high, it's not that I despise the Middle Continent, it's just that there is no one."

"Let me bring disaster to the dragon, crush the younger generation of Zhongzhou, raise the prestige of my Dongzhou, and pave the way for the future plan of my Uncertain God Sect."

"My life is like a hurricane, and the world is empty."

"The dragon wants to be the god of the sky, and the gun provokes the heroes of the world."

With a big pull of the dragon's hand, Yi Chen and the title page behind him were all shattered, like butterflies scattered in the sky.

…

…

Yi Chen stretched out his big hand and swept the white fairy's body in the air, and a warm feeling hit, and the beautiful woman in the white dress suddenly felt that the cold on her body melted away.

She struggled to get up, took out a white elixir from the storage ring and swallowed it.

"Thank you for saving your life, and this storage ring will be given to you."

"If he has leisure time, he can come to Qingyun Sect's Shuiyun Peak to find me, and I will definitely have a good reward."

The white fairy took off the storage ring in his hand and handed it to Yi Chen, leaving only two bottles of healing pills for himself, which was so refreshing that he was quite surprised.

"Happy, the white fairy is a cheerful person, let's clear the two, but I don't dare to go to your Qingyun Sect."

Yi Chen took the storage ring with a smile, he earned it with his ability, why not.

"Daoyou's cultivation is superb, but his reputation is not obvious, Yan San shouldn't be the real name of Daoyou." The ghost made the white fairy suddenly speak.

The atmosphere stiffened suddenly.

Yi Chen's eyes indifferently glanced at the white fairy's bumpy body, and saw that the scalp of the beautiful woman in the white dress was numb, and she wanted to slap herself twice at the moment.

"I'm so stupid, what a mouth."

"After returning to the sect this time, I will never travel alone."

The white fairy gritted her silver teeth, avoiding Yi Chen's gaze, and her delicate body trembled a little.

Two seconds later, the iceberg on Yi Chen's face suddenly dissolved, and at a glance, he could see that this white fairy had a big chest and no brains.

Let's lie to her.

"Eh, the fairy doesn't know, my Yan doesn't change his name or surname, he is called Yan San, and the word Chixia is called."

"I was just a poor scholar before, and after accidentally falling off a cliff, I strayed into the ancient tomb, and I got the inheritance of the masters, so I have this self-cultivation."

"Today's move is also forced to be helpless, scattered, and life is difficult."

Yi Chen looked at the white fairy with a 'melancholy' expression, and sighed step by step.

"Drunk and looking at the sword, a little fame on the sword, strayed into the path of cultivation, looking back on the past, the sound and dust were cut off, the west wind thinned me, the smoke of the river passed away, and the lonely lamp still shined on the ancient tomb~"

"If the white fairy can trust Yan, let's change your name, your name is unlucky."

The figure flickered, one step and ten meters, and when the white fairy came back to his senses, Yi Chen had already carried a broadsword and walked away, hiding his merit and fame.

"Yan San, the real person is also a master~" There was a trace of turmoil in the white fairy's heart.

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…

Yi Chen changed into a young man in blue again, and continued to walk along the woods, the further he went, the more the terrain quietly rose with an imperceptible slope, and he guessed that the core hub of this Fang Dong Heavenly Treasure, the True Martial Pavilion, was at the highest point of the terrain.

That's a good place for him to 'get people'.

It's more efficient than hitting the luck of today.

If he wants to make up the remaining crimson dot gap of 4,600 points to break through the true skill in a short period of time, he must seize this opportunity.

As soon as he thought of this, Yi Chen's footsteps were a little faster.

There was no night in the cave, it was all day, all the way quietly forward, and after walking for a few hours, he hurried with high vigilance, even with Yi Chen's current cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Just as he was about to stop and regain his senses, suddenly there were two miserable corpses at the end of the bend in front of him.

A corpse was dressed in green clothes, tall, with a blood line on its neck, its head drooping weakly, its eyes bulging, and it looked like it was dead.

The other corpse was of ordinary height, his face was long unrecognizable, his whole body was charred black, Yi Chen's eyes were nine mature, because the corpse was charred black, this person's finger was wrapped with a transparent silk thread that was particularly eye-catching.

The storage rings on the fingers of the two corpses were exposed.

"Riding a horse, losing both sides or fishing?"

Yi Chen, who was dressed as a young man in blue, looked ahead in surprise.

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