~ Second watch, a little late, sorry. Thanks to the four Taoist friends [Kenshin Fog Rock], [Whitebear], [Yo Feizi] and [Lonely Life] for their rewards. [Lonely Life] Daoyou 8888 shot, occupying the top of the reward list, extremely coquettish. Baozi owes one more as usual, and even the previous [Wanzhu King] [Slyaer132] Taoist friend Gongshi rewarded, a total of three more owed, and he will find an opportunity to make up for it in the future. ~

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The mountain is thousands of zhang high, the peak is cut, flat and smooth, it is a circular field, hundreds of zhang square.

This is the place of today's bloody battle.

The thirteen yuan babies of the Zixiao Sect took a quick step and landed on the top of the mountain, and the eyes of the head Wen Daozi were cold, flashing cold, and gloomy.

The Twelve Elders were silent, their breath was obscure, and the murderous intent loomed.

Ten Thousand Demon Sect Li Qitian is arrogant and heroic, the dragon walks and walks with tigers, the clothes are hunting, the black hair is flying wantonly, and the tiger's eyes exude a strong fighting spirit, which is terrifying.

Fifteen black-clothed monks followed, all of them were infant monks, their faces were cold and solemn, and the cold in their bodies was churning.

The two sides are bombarding each other overhead, dividing and devouring each other, entangled and fighting, and the wind suddenly rises and sweeps in all directions.

The two sides were silent, although they did not speak, they looked at each other, and they were all calm.

Today, the two cases tore their faces and fought a thorough battle, the winner can dominate Beizhou, and the loser will eventually be ruined.

In all fairness, in order to solve the big problem once and for all, the winning sect will definitely take action and completely exterminate the loser.

It is based on today's battle, although it is not a bloody battle of the sect, but it is only a buffer means, and it cannot be avoided after all.

The Ten Thousand Demon Sect and the Purple Night Sect couldn't afford to lose, and neither of them ever thought that they would lose.

"Heavenly Daoist, you and I have been friends for many years, but we have ended up like this, the old man can't bear it. ”

"Today, if you are willing to take the initiative to hand over that treasure and hand over half of the sect's domains, the old man can guarantee that my Zixiao Sect will not attack your Ten Thousand Demon Sect within fifty years, leaving a glimmer of life for Daoist friends. ”

"Fifty years later, when the Ten Thousand Demon Sect recovers, you and I will fight again, and beat him upside down, how about it?"

Wen Daozi spoke, his voice was sincere, his voice was rolling, a radius of hundreds of miles, and he could hear it clearly.

Monk Zixiao's face turned red, the aura in his body soared, and he opened his mouth to roar in unison.

"Throw in the towel!"

"Throw in the towel!"

"Throw in the towel!"

In this roar, the Ziwei Sect was rising, and there was a vague tendency to suppress the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

Li Qitian was as calm as before, his tiger eyes exuded a clear divine light, without the slightest flicker, strong and cold.

"Three hundred years ago, you and I married Dan at the same time, and the old man defeated you!"

"Two hundred and twenty years ago, you and I got married at the same time, and the old man defeated you!"

"Eighty years ago, you and I reached the late Yuan infant together, and the old man still defeated you!"

"Isn't it ridiculous that you have been defeated at the hands of this sect since the beginning of your life, and let me surrender at this moment. ”

Li Qitian sneered, his breath was broken, his attitude was vertical and horizontal, and he had the style of a generation of hegemons.

"This sect has kept you Zixiao Sect for hundreds of years, but for the sake of his wife, his subordinates are merciful. ”

"Although the tiger is a problem, there is no anxiety in the heart of this sect. You Zixiao Sect, but you are just a native chicken and a dog, but there is one person who dares to fight with the old man!"

"Disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, today, you will follow this sect and behead the enemy!"

A low roar, a roar, a strong and cold breath, rushed into the sky.

"Swear to follow the sect master to the death and behead the enemy!"

"Swear to follow the sect master to the death and behead the enemy!"

"Swear to follow the sect master to the death and behead the enemy!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect drank lowly, and the demon clouds in the sky were churning, pitch black as ink, exuding endless slaughter.

Li Qitian waved his hand, and the cheers stopped, abruptly.

"Wen Daozi, you and I have known each other for many years, why do you secretly play such a trick, do you really think that just a few words can shake the confidence of this sect. ”

"My faith is strong, how can you shake it with your mere means. ”

"Today, you and I tear our faces, then we have fought once, competed, and look at a hundred years later, who can still laugh proudly!"

Li Qitian smiled, the magic light flashed slightly, and his figure instantly fell in the center of the mountaintop, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, pointing directly at Wen Daozi.

"The Ten Thousand Demon Sect is shot by the old man, Wen Daozi, fight me in the first battle, do you dare?"

All eyes are on, a sentence you dare, the momentum is like a rainbow, running through the world.

Wen Daozi's face sank like water, and he sneered when he heard this, "Since the friends of the Heavenly Dao are warmly invited, how can this sect be disappointed." ”

"In the first battle, the old man responded. ”

Before the voice fell, the light flickered, and Wen Daozi's figure appeared dozens of feet away from Li Qitian, and the two faced each other from afar, with a calm attitude.

Although they did not fight, the breath in the two of them was released, and the coercion was like a tide, and the power of the monks in the late Yuan Infant period bloomed.

"Good!"

"Today, this sect will defeat you!" Li Qitian was domineering and full of confidence, and at this moment, he stretched out one hand and pointed at the point.

"Demon Calamity Finger!"

One finger of the demon tribulation, triggering the inner demon of the body, making the opponent collapse without a fight.

Wen Daozi's face changed slightly, coldness flashed in his eyes, he restrained his mind and condensed his thoughts, the two fought many times, and they were familiar with each other's magical powers.

"Collect your heart, keep your memory, suppress it, protect my primordial spirit, and the external demons will not invade. ”

Wen Daozi drank lightly, pinched out the magic trick in his hand, and the aura emanating from his body changed instantly, thick as a mountain, like a peak of ten thousand feet, indestructible.

Li Qitian smiled again, his divine power was blocked, and there was nothing unusual at all, "What a Wen Daozi, it seems that in the past few decades, you have indeed made a lot of progress, and you can so easily block the Demon Tribulation Finger of this sect." ”

"So, come and pick me up again. ”

With a palm, the sky was dark, the void demonic qi was rolling, and the four hundred zhang demon hands were condensed, dark and extremely textured.

The five fingers are pointed, with claws, and they slap down the void and tremble.

One of the great supernatural powers of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the devil's hand covers the sky, and it is displayed by Li Qitian, which is really domineering, and the demon power is soaring into the sky.

Under this palm, it was as if the heavens and the earth were trembling and prostrate for it.

Wen Daozi's pupils contracted, and his face was slightly gloomy, this Li Qitian's cultivation has progressed extremely fast for decades, and this type of supernatural power has more than doubled its power compared to the beginning.

But even so, he was not afraid of it.

Reaching out, flipping, a bright color appeared in his hand.

The sword is three feet three inches and three points long, pale blood, cast with lines, chaotic, ordinary monks look at it, their chests are stuffy, if they don't know the difficulty and retreat, they will definitely be injured by the sword intent, and the original god will be severely damaged.

The Purple Night Sect is the strongest sword cultivation sect in the vast continent, adhering to the way of the sword, and the strength of the attack can be called the best in the world.

The sword in Wen Daozi's hand, named Zixiao, inherited from ancient times, although it is not a Taoist weapon and has no spirituality, but its sharpness is enough to smash everything in the world, and it is the treasure of Zixiao Sect. For thousands of years, countless high-ranking monks have died under this sword, contaminated with killing, turning into blood, and adding to the ferocious flames.

Wen Daozi's current cultivation has reached the realm of swords, and even if he is empty-handed, he can burst out all his cultivation. But at this moment, the sword in his hand is not simple, the imperial envoy of this sword, Wen Daozi's strength has skyrocketed, and it can be called the peak existence of the Yuanying monk.

The sword rises, the sword falls.

The pale blood-colored sword flashed, more than 100 zhang in size, exuding endless ferocity, at this moment, it was retrograde and slashed the sky, and the demon hand that covered the sky was blatantly hedged.

Thousands of feet in the sky, dark demon hands, blood-colored swords, and power erupted wildly, wanting to devour each other and suppress each other. The void trembled, then tore apart, revealing a dark crack that resembled the mouth of a monster, emitting a powerful devouring power. Although this devouring power is strong, it cannot interfere with the battle between the two divine powers.

Bridging, tearing, repeating, showing its power.

Around this mountain, on the strange peak, tens of thousands of monks paid attention, and most of them were slightly pale at the moment, and their eyes showed awe. Such power is rare in the human world. Tearing the space is enough to prove that these two people have reached the peak realm of Yuanying, and when they fight with the two of them in the later stage of Yuanying, they will die.

But at this moment, no one found it, somewhere in a hidden corner, in the fluctuations of space, the figure of a monk appeared, his eyes were dark, calm and restrained.

Someone came, it was Xiao Chen.

At this moment, his gaze swept over, Xiao Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and then he used the Qi Gathering Technique, and his cultivation was lowered to the early stage of Jindan, which did not attract the attention of others, and landed on a mountain peak.

On the top of the peak here, there are more than 200 people standing, separated from each other, the breath in the body is constricted, but it still exudes a little coercion, it is all Jindan monks, Xiao Chen's arrival only attracted the attention of several monks around him, and after a sweep, he turned his head expressionlessly.

In the best view of this mountain peak, the three monks sat cross-legged on the boulder, but they were in the Yuanying realm.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed slightly, he looked around, and after a few breaths, he stared slightly, and found the beautiful shadow in his heart.

I haven't seen her for seven years, Li Xiaoyi is getting more and more beautiful, and the girl who was a little young back then is now frowning slightly, quite amorous. A black skirt fell on the delicate body, the wind blew, and the skirt swayed, outlining the moving curves. Today's Li Xiaoyi, like a black lotus, was born at the bottom of the dark valley, exuding a mysterious and alluring atmosphere.

Xiao Chen chuckled, it seemed that it was not too late.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes were a little cold, although there were many monks who coveted her beauty, but she dared to linger on her body so unscrupulously, but it was the first time she had encountered it.

"Damn! If it weren't for the current situation, this girl would have wanted you to look good!"

The little girl's heart was full of anger, and she turned her head to look at the source of her sight, wanting to write down her appearance, and when her father learned about the Zixiao Sect, she would come and deal with this guy who didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

In the next moment, the delicate body froze.

Dressed in a green shirt, dark eyes, warm as jade, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Straighten your waist, just like back then.

"You can recuperate here for the time being, and if I don't come back within three days, leave here immediately. ”

In the cave, the back of the person who turned around and left was deeply imprinted in the depths of Li Xiaoyifang's heart and could not be forgotten.

Although I haven't seen it for several years, I still feel a faint warmth in my heart when I think about it occasionally.

Xiao Chen chuckled and nodded, his eyes more moist.

Li Xiaoyi pursed her lips, surprise crossed the depths of her eyes, and then turned around, and the lotus step moved slightly, and in the light, she went straight here.

The little girl came in the air, elegant as a fairy coming to the world, attracting the attention of countless monks, fiery.

Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, and then shook his head, but his heart was faintly warm.