The water god co-worker looked at Ji Qingyun, and then his gaze crossed the body and fell on the Taiyin hanging behind him, his face was expressionless, but his eyes widened.

Even if he had seen too many unbelievable scenes today, such as the ancient magic circle outlined by the traction of the eldest grandson Wuji, and the sword qi Qinghong that had been slashed out by the vast qi that had been poured out for thousands of years before, it was still difficult to see the surprised look in Ji Qingyun's eyes after seeing such a method at this time.

Although Gonggong didn't want to admit it, he smelled an extremely familiar aura on the Taiyin behind Ji Qingyun and the four wisps of Dao marks in front of him.

Now he finally understood why there were strange ripples and fluctuations on his heart lake when he had just set foot in this world before, and he also understood why he was able to block his emperor power for that little girl from the dragon clan when he was obviously not present at the beginning.

It turned out to be derived from that natal word.

There is a Taiyin behind him, and there are four road marks in front of him, if he didn't guess wrong, it should be a weighty green character.

Thinking about this, the water god Gonggong was even more stunned, why he had not yet obtained the godhead, and had not yet stepped through the threshold to enter the reincarnation realm, why could he cultivate the natal character that belonged to the emperor only in this world.

Could it be that there really is such a kind of "great freedom" in this world that "disregards" the rules of cultivation in the world?!

"What should I do with this hand?" Ji Qingyun, who had cast his natal character and split it into two, looked at Shui Gonggong with a smile and asked.

"It's a shame on you. Remembering some inconsequential things, the water god co-worker shook his head, and said with a little regret: "The Langya list, which is known as the best talent in the world, only puts you in the position of exploring flowers, even if you are in the realm of returning to the truth, it is only one step forward to the position of the leader." ”

The water god co-worker stared at the Taiyin hanging on the canopy, "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely find the old man of Tianji to have a good chat, and ask why you Ji Qingyun have such a skill, why can't the title of champion fall in the blessed land of Qingyin!"

Ji Qingyun was indifferent to the water god co-killing site, the water in the Langya Bang was too deep, so deep that even if he had already cultivated a natal character, he didn't dare to pat his chest and say that he would definitely be able to defeat the previous god son of the god clan who occupied the champion position.

If he was completely sure, he would still need him to say such "cool words" here, and he would have asked the Sword God Clan a long time ago.

"If you can get by today, you can go to Tianji Pavilion again, I don't think you will say anything. Ji Qingyun stretched out his hand to make a move from afar, and said indifferently.

"If you can really rely on your three-inch incorruptible tongue to get me the top spot on the Langya list, if nothing else, I, Ji Qingyun, will smile at you, and the entire Qingyin blessed land will also treat you as a guest. ”

Ji Qingyun's expression froze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was retracted, "Of course, the premise is that you can get out alive!"

Suddenly, the face of the water god changed in shock.

Because he saw that the round of Bright Taiyin that was originally hanging high in the sky actually broke away from the sky and smashed down here after Ji Qingyun's beckoning.

Mingyue, which was originally only the size of a white jade plate, was already dozens of zhang in size at this time, and by the time the Taiyin really hovered behind Ji Qingyun, it already had the size of a thousand zhang, like a transparent and clear peak mountain.

Its magnificent momentum is not inferior to the sword of the next world that was boundless before.

A good Guigong fell into the world, stirring up thousands of piles of snow!

The water god co-worker stroked the jade belt around his waist, although he was surprised by it, he didn't see it

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The slightest panic.

"It's just a natal word, and it's not the only one in the world, I also have it. The water god said with a sneer.

Then, he tapped the jade belt three times with his index finger, and in an instant, there were three crisp sounds between heaven and earth.

"A thousand years ago, I entered the realm of reincarnation, and eight hundred years ago, I practiced my own natal character. The water god co-worker shouted loudly: "Ji Qingyun, what do you think of my word?"

As soon as the words fell, the water transportation between heaven and earth on this side became thick, so thick that even a trace of water transportation could be intercepted with a single stretch of hand.

The mist is like a fairyland on earth.

It is not only the water transportation of the current Yangguan Soldier Town, but also nearly half of the Wu Domain, and the water transportation in the dozens of great rivers rises up, turning into foreign objects in the shape of white dragons and flying towards the Yangguan Soldier Town.

In the blink of an eye, it has crossed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Even if the eldest grandson Wuji held that ancient magic circle in his hand, he couldn't stop those water dragons who came from all directions of the Wu Domain like courtiers and kings.

During this period, Ji Qingyun glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji, and the latter, who was holding the magic array tiger talisman, shook his head slightly, indicating that he could not do anything.

Eventually, the water dragons flew towards the water god Gonggong and came to a very "docile" stop around them.

The water god co-worker looked at these courtiers who were not too late to "save the driver", waved his sleeves, and smiled contemptuously at Ji Qingyun, "It's all together!"

The words landed, as if the words of a Confucian sage, and those water dragons first exploded in the air, turning into a dense mist that was almost substantial, and finally the fog gathered again, turning into a mist that could almost compete with the Taiyin behind Ji Qingyun.

"There may be some unsuitability between the abruptness, if there are flaws, please don't be surprised. Although the water god said this, there was still a smug look on his face.

Then he stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it on the mist, and there was a touch of colorful glass on his fingertips, which was the manifestation of the Great Dao Creation point by bit.

In an instant, the mist dissipated, leaving behind the natal word that had been condensed and belonged to him alone.

Wuyu water transport, three water condensation.

It's obviously a Miao character.

"It's a lot of water. Tao Qian couldn't help but joke after seeing that word clearly.

It's just that he never thought that this unintentional sentence that was just a response to the current situation would be circulated from then on.

It has become the mantra of those wanderers who climb the mountain or the mountain.

Ji Qingyun glanced at his predecessor with a strange expression when he heard this, fortunately, Tao Lao didn't have the meaning of a pun, otherwise his tall image like a great shore in his heart would be gone, and maybe he would be labeled as an old disrespectful hat by himself.

"What do you want me to do?" Tao Lao glared at Ji Qingyun, "What the hell!"

Then Tao Lao, who was a little out of breath, stepped back, and under the pretense of Ji Qingyun's hand, he gently pushed the Taiyin behind him to the water god Gonggong.

The world is insignificant, and the Guigong Palace hangs high in the world.

The geometry of the water will exchange the galaxy.

On this day, the people of the entire military town saw a round of the vast Taiyin wrapped in a majestic momentum and smashed down into a vast clear spring, which really stirred up thousands of piles of snow.

Above the head of the city of Yangguan Bingzhen.

Ning Ce, who was waiting for the enemy alone, suddenly felt ripples in his heart, so he turned his head to look to the side.

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Then he saw Ji Ge, who was dressed in a dark robe, standing beside him.

"Senior, can't you believe me?" Ning Ce, who knew that the Ji Ge in front of him was not Ji Ge, pursed his thin lips and asked jokingly.

If it is about the number of years, the Agarwood Sword Spirit born 10,000 years ago is much larger than his own, so even Ning Ce, who is in the reincarnation realm, shouts "senior" as a matter of course.

"Yes. The sword spirit who controlled Ji Ge's body nodded, and said truthfully without hesitation.

Although Ning Ce is the "Dinghai Divine Needle" of the Kunpeng clan, and he has been famous all over the world even thousands of years ago, the odds of winning against Dijiang, who is the chief of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are still not so full.

Ning Ce is Ning Ce, and Xuanyuan is Xuanyuan.

If it was the latter, he would certainly not be here.

It's a pity that there was no if, so he came.

Hearing that the sword spirit didn't care about himself and told the truth, Ning Ce covered his chest, obviously injured.

"The one in the sky has no backhand, right?" asked the sword spirit standing at the head of the city and looking out to the west.

"I'm afraid that the old man has already left the chessboard, and there is no backhand. Ning Ce looked up at the sky above his head and said with a smile.

"There is no best. Sword Spirit said with relief.

"What are you worried about?" Hearing Sword Spirit's tone, Ning Ce tightened the big piece on his shoulder, and asked curiously.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the Twelve Great Emperor powerhouses. Speaking of this, the sword spirit narrowed his narrow eyes, and there was a black dot like a mustard seed on the far west side that was "hurrying" towards this side.

It didn't seem right to say that it was in a hurry, but the man's speed was so fast that the undulating sea of clouds over there exploded after the man had taken a few breaths.

Even so, Ning Ce still understood what he meant, and only two of the twelve ancestral witches plus the one who came to him immediately appeared.

"I've known the old man for a thousand years, and I've never seen him regret a move. Ning Ce pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"So much for the best. Sword Spirit nodded and said.

The reason why he didn't say anything more was because the man was already standing in front of him.

"How did you end up here?"

The man came with a condescending and indifferent look.

Di Jiang knew Ning Ce, after all, he had met from afar even if he hadn't fought a thousand years ago.

Ning Ce also knew Di Jiang, because he had seen the white clothes attack him.

"You take care of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can go wherever he wants. ”

Ning Ce snorted coldly, I don't have a big look of Lao Tzu, I am not afraid of you, you have the meaning of being a hooligan who will come to fuck me.

"Liangyu was injured by your people?" Di Jiang narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice.

Knowing that Qin Liangyu was his disciple of Emperor Jiang, he still took action against him, even if he was not optimistic about this apprentice, he would be slapped in the face by outsiders.

That's why I'm here.

"Yes. Ning Ce shrugged his shoulders and admitted generously.

"Huh?" Di Jiang's gaze fell slightly on the city, and landed on the sky above the military town, and after some investigation, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face was slightly ugly, "A group of outsiders dare to spread wild in the Wu Domain, is it really impossible for my Wu clan to be unpopular?!"

"Yes. The sword spirit of this ancestral witch had long been fed up, plucked out his ears, and replied impatiently.

Immediately afterwards, there was a waterfall of the dark water that fell straight down from the nine skies like the Milky Way in the sky, pouring a lot of this dignified Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch.

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