Han Ling'er's voice was not loud, it was still calm, and there was no slightest wave, but when it fell into the ears of Nangong Remnant Sword, it exploded like thunder, which was completely different from before. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at Han Ling'er, who was still wearing a purple group and standing quietly, Nangong Remnant Sword only felt the majestic coercion pressing on him.

He never imagined that this girl would come from there.

The Wushuang Sect is powerful, but it is limited to Dongzhou, and in the face of that place, but the ants, there is no comparison at all.

No wonder the other party is so strong, no wonder it is still useful for the word disobedience!

"Today's matter, let's stop here, my Wushuang Sect will never pursue it again!"

Gritting his teeth, Nangong Remnant Sword didn't say much, and rolled up Nangong Lianxing with long sleeves.

"Let's go!"

The figure rose up, and a thick spatial crack suddenly appeared in the air, and the figures of the four people flashed and disappeared into it.

The spatial rift then disappeared and disappeared.

As Nangong Remnant Sword and the others left, Han Ling'er and the others also left.

"To make Nangong Remnant Sword compromise so simply, it seems that the energy behind this girl cannot be underestimated!" Standing in front of the dilapidated hall, Qinglongzi looked at the direction where Han Ling'er and the others left, and said softly.

Shui Lingzi and the others on the side were silent.

Why did Nangong Remnant Sword compromise? What was that bit of ghostly light that could make Nangong Remnant Sword change color and stop?

And what is Han Ling'er's identity?

They didn't ask, and they didn't need to ask!

Everyone has secrets, some secrets can be known, and some secrets, it is better not to know.

They don't have to know Han Ling'er's identity, they just need to know that Han Ling'er is a student of Dongling Academy.

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Time passes. Another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The Wushuang Sect did not come again, and it was obvious that Nangong Remnant Sword had kept its promise and would not pursue it again.

Life at the academy is peaceful.

Xiao Longwang, Huangchen and others were still cultivating asceticly, and the strength of the Nangong Remnant Sword that day made them wake up a lot.

In the younger generation. They belong to the outstanding and are proud of the others, but the road of martial arts is long and endless, and the only way to be truly strong is to reach the top.

Otherwise, it's still an ant, a mustard.

In front of the strong men of the Sword Sect, they are now cultivating in the Sword Emperor Realm. It's really not worth mentioning, and in front of the strong of the Sword Venerable, the strong man of the Sword Sect is not enough to mention.

Never doubt that these strong men are rare.

The Purple Gold Continent is vast and boundless, and the real powerhouses will definitely not be less, but they are more hidden in the world. That's why it's hard to see.

But if you really encounter it, when you fight to the death. will find that strength is the capital of your real life.

What's more, Han Chen hasn't come out yet.

The Great Emperor inherited, when Han Chen came out, I don't know what kind of realm he will be promoted to!

Stress is everywhere. Xiao Longwang and others did not dare to be less relaxed, so they could only continue to squeeze themselves and strive to improve.

The direct result of this is from the Blue Dragon Temple to the Xuantian Temple. The eight chiefs all entered the many secret realms of Dongling Peak, and they didn't come out directly.

Compared to these eight people, Han Ling'er and the others are not so crazy, although they also pay great attention to cultivation on weekdays, but there is still no shortage of leisure time.

On the mountain road of Dongling Peak, two graceful figures walked slowly.

"Ling'er, the courtyard master has said that Han Chen will not come out in three months, and now it has only been two months, and there is still nearly a month, we are going over now, but it is a little early!" Han Meiyao said.

"It's okay, I've just broken through in my cultivation recently, so I don't need to rush to cultivate, come and take a look, just distract myself!" Han Ling'er smiled slightly, shook his head and said.

For more than a month, although it is not a long time, with the help of many cultivation secret realms, everyone has still improved.

Han Meiyao's cultivation has been raised to the peak realm of the eight-star Sword King, and Han Ling'er is even more terrifying, having already reached the realm of the four-star Sword Emperor.

"I still want to take advantage of the momentum of the breakthrough and continue to chase after Han Yan and them!" Han Yaoyao said helplessly.

At the beginning, Han Meiyao was abolished because of the abolition of the hundred veins, and her cultivation was stagnant for half a year, and although Han Chen took action and was able to recover, the gap of half a year was still irreparable.

Even if Han Meiyao's hundred veins are extremely strong now, and her cultivation speed has increased greatly, it is not so easy to catch up with Han Xuan and the others.

Today, Han Xuan and the others have all stepped into the realm of the Nine-Star Sword King.

Han Xuan's cultivation is the highest, and he has reached the peak of the Nine-Star Sword King!

Han Yu is slightly inferior, in the late stage of the Nine-Star Sword King!

Han Yan, Han Qingcang, and Han Ze are in the middle stage of the Nine-Star Sword King, and at this level, they have been for a while, and they may break through at any time.

Only she, Han Meiyao, is still in the realm of the eight-star sword king!

"Cultivation is one step at a time, and the foundation should be the main thing. The foundation is unstable, and forcibly ascending is harmful and useless. Han Ling'er laughed lightly and said softly: "With your current cultivation speed, it's only a matter of time before you catch up with them, so why rush!"

Han Meiyao is a strong character, lagging behind others, which makes her feel like she is dragging her feet.

However, she also knew that what Han Ling'er said was reasonable, so she didn't refute it, and nodded helplessly.

"Let's go!"

The two of them talked and laughed, and soon climbed to the top of Dongling Peak.

At this time, it was dusk, and the blood-red afterimage hung in the sky, and the glow was overwhelming, and the layers of clouds were pierced and turned into a bright fiery red.

The clouds were connected in patches, obscuring the sky and turning into large fiery clouds.

The splendid scenery gives people a kind of beauty that shocks the soul!

"It's the first time I've discovered that watching the sunset on this Dongling Peak is so beautiful!" Han Meiyao muttered with a stunned gaze.

"It would be nice if Brother Han Chen was here!" Han Ling'er sat down on the rock beside him, looking at the tall tower in the distance, his eyes slightly distracted.

Han Meiyao knew what Han Ling'er was thinking!

Sighing helplessly, she stood quietly behind Han Ling'er and didn't make a sound to disturb.

The remnant sun on the horizon slowly fell, and the fiery clouds gradually faded and disappeared.

It was getting dark.

"Sister Yao, let's go back!" Han Ling'er got up and stood up.

"Hmm!"

Then the two turned around and went down the mountain road.

There are still a lot of students coming and going on Dongling Peak, and the cultivation can be done day or night.

Back in the small courtyard, Han Meiyao turned around and left, and Han Ling'er was also ready to take a bath and rest.

It's just that, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Miss, the old man has been waiting here for a long time!"

Hearing this voice, Han Linger's face suddenly changed, and she turned to look, but saw ripples in the void, and an old figure slowly stepped out of the void.

The old man was dressed in a lilac gold-rimmed robe, his face was withered, and his body was thin, but his spirit was extremely full, and there was no trace of the aging of an ordinary old man.

Looking at this old man, Han Linger spit out two words with some difficulty.

"Uncle Seven..." (To be continued.) )