Coming back from Xiao Jing's place, Wang Han naturally saw the Taoist drinking below, but at this time, he didn't have the heart to talk anymore, so he simply pretended not to see it and flew by. There were small defensive formations in the room, which isolated the monk's perception, and he didn't know if Murong Shiyun had slept or not, so he opened his door, and after tasting the girl's warmth, he took out two spars.

Nowadays, even if two spars absorb at the same time, there will be no problem with the absorption speed of spiritual power, but for the sake of insurance, it is still one by one. Gently holding the water spirit crystal, a coolness came from above. The water spirit crystal slowly suspended above his head, wisps of water attribute spiritual power emanated, Wang Han sat cross-legged, and all the water attribute spiritual power was absorbed.

The dilapidated Celestial City was now a scorched earth, and the stench of charred corpses still wafted through the air. Multiplying the amount of timber in tens of thousands of houses, the fire burned for more than half a month, and it was evident that it had just been extinguished at this time. Hundreds of monks gathered outside the Heavenly Side City, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

Finally, in a mist, a group of figures fell into everyone's sight.

The person who came was none other than everyone from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and at this moment, the seven deacons only saw three of them except Wang Han, and the disciples of the Gathering Spirit were less than a hundred, and Zhang Wuwu and the others were among them. Everyone's faces were dusty, and it was clear that the road had not been easy. The group entered, and saw that the five sects were all in place, and Tianfang City was even more in ruins, so they hurriedly stepped forward to say hello and asked the reason.

It turned out that the powerhouses of the two races joined forces to expel the demons to a sea area in the east, and there was a small world in that sea area, and the two races did not dare to enter rashly, so they set up a blockade at its exit. This blockade line is called the Great Wall of Life by the two tribes, and the Great Wall of Life stretches for a hundred miles from east to west. In this hundred-mile area, the two clans launched the bloodiest battle with the demons who were constantly fighting back. And this Great Wall of Life is built with the coastal city of Baizhan City as the core.

The Celestial Guild no longer exists, and here it is far from victory, and a new battle begins.

"Alright, now that the last team has arrived, we will immediately set off for the Hundred Battles City to build a defensive line, so as not to make everyone wait for a long time. "In the sky, a late-stage soul condensation powerhouse is suspended in the air, this person is named Chang Yijian. The news of going to Hundred Battles City to garrison was brought by him in the starry night.

"Let's go!"

"Good!"

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The leaders of the five sects responded one after another, leading the team to fly towards the direction of the Hundred Battles City.

"I'll wait and go, it seems that I won't be able to return to the headquarters for the time being. It's just a pity that Ren Xing Daoyou/Qinyuan Daoyou and Chenmiao Daoyou. The quality merchant sighed, all the way from the Nine Hidden City to clean up the demon clan, originally thought that everyone would gather in this Tianfang City, but did not expect that Wang Han was seriously injured and dying and was rescued, and the other three fell halfway, and the team led was also killed and injured. In the end, only Qiao Teng/Qu Zhao and the three of them met, and it was really impermanent.

Three were killed and one was wounded, and the strength of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance that came to summon the country was instantly reduced by half.

"When we joined the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, we expected that there would be such a day, and the three Daoists would die vigorously, which can be regarded as worthy of practicing in this life. There is still a long road ahead, and it is not time to sigh at this time, so let's go. Seeing the teams of the five sects moving away, Qiao Teng shook his head and led the team behind him to fly away. Seeing Qiao Teng going away, the Taoist and Qu Zhao Daoist glanced at each other, and they were all resolute, so they led the team to chase Qiao Teng.

The foundation of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance is already weak, although the demonic calamity summoned now has been stabilized for the time being, but if it is to be completely eradicated, I don't know what year and month, not to mention the remaining three demon sources. The road is long, and the only way to go is to move forward with the sword!

The Xuanyuan Ancient Clan and the Demon Clan were guarded in the Hundred Battles City, and the Ice Demon Clan, which was a long line of life, was guarded for sixty miles, and the remaining forty miles were guarded by the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan and the Five Sects and One Alliance.

Battles are staged here every day, and the victory or defeat is not worth mentioning.

At this moment, above the Hundred Battles City, there is Xuanyuan Tianyu, the powerhouse of the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan's late stage of Juedao. On the left side stand the three imperial guards of the demon clan.

The four of them looked at the entrance of the small world in front of them, their eyes were solemn, and they were even more worried. From time to time, terrifying fluctuations erupted inside, and the most terrible battles broke out inside.

The two great immortal road powerhouses of the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan and the three kings of the Demon Clan have all entered this small world, and they have been in it for half a month, and there are terrifying battle fluctuations every day.

No one knows what the battle situation is, but the fierce battle of the five immortal road Xiaocheng powerhouses for half a month still has no results, and the background of this demon clan is as unfathomable as everyone initially thought.

That's a strong person in the Immortal Road, each of them is a terrifying powerhouse that is enough to compete in the West Continent, this is a full five!

What Wang Han didn't expect was that it took two days and two nights for his retreat to completely refine the two spars, and the two Dao flowers bloomed again, Wang Han was very happy, but because of this, he missed the appointment to find Xiao Jing on the second day.

Seeing that the sun had set, Wang Han sighed, it was no longer suitable to go to Xiao Jing at this time, so he simply meditated again.

Demon power, magic power, sword energy, fire spirit power, and water spirit power each occupy a petal of Dao flower, but demon power occupies most of the position in the dantian, magic power is second, sword yuan is third, and the power of water attribute and fire attribute is only a very small part.

At this time, the dantian no longer looks like a dantian, but has become a colorful world.

"It seems that when all the Dao flowers are in full bloom, all the forces must be cultivated to a balance, and if this continues, I am afraid that there will be big problems. Looking at the glittering Dao flower, Wang Han thought for a while.

The two Dao flowers bloomed, and the soul power vaguely had a feeling of wanting to break through, as if something was being bred in it. But this feeling is only a hint, and I don't know when it will be true awakening.

Wang Han knew that this was a sign that the earth soul was about to awaken, and the earth soul would only awaken in the middle stage of soul condensation, if the earth soul would be awakened when the spirit was gathered, and the cultivation realm would be advanced, then what changes would occur to him at that stage? But Wang Han was sure of the increase in combat power, and if he didn't understand it, he let it go.

The whole body is in surprisingly good condition, and the light in his eyes is very bright, which is the result of the growing strength of the soul.

The blooming of the Dao flower depends on chance, and it can be obtained without penance, so Wang Han looked at the bead in the corner of the dantian.

The beads were quietly suspended in the dantian, and he had always been very well-behaved, and he was allowed to go after trying to communicate with his soul power several times without success, and now the soul power has increased again, and Wang Han has an idea again.

The soul power slowly wrapped it, and then slowly drilled into the beads. But at this moment, the bead suddenly flashed with a light, and all the soul power was bounced away.

"Whew, it still doesn't work. That's it, it's up to you, master!" Wang Han had a trace of obsessive-compulsive disorder, every time he looked at this unknown bead in the dantian, Wang Han felt a little uncomfortable, and he always felt that there was something more. I couldn't help but ignore it again, took out the "Formation Source Solution" and began to study the formation that had been put down for a long time.

A handsome and unusually handsome young man in white slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air in the morning light, and the incomparably terrifying breath entered his body with the exhalation of this turbid breath, and there was a trace of sorrow in his eyes that did not match his age of seventeen or eighteen.

The young man slowly stood up, and suddenly turned into a sword light and flew away.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Han, who was cultivating, was awakened, "Who is this? Wang Han was puzzled.

Get up and open the door.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in white stood in front of the door, his eyes were extremely clear.

"I heard that the elder said that you are stronger than me, I will come to see your sword. There was no impurity in the boy's eyes, and they were as clear as water.

"Early stage of soul condensation?" Although the aura on this young man's body was extremely light, Wang Han still saw it. Having such a terrifying cultivation at such an age really surprised Wang Han. However, compared to Xiuwei, this young man's eyes left a lingering impression in Wang Han's heart.

It is the brilliance that can only be found in the eyes of a baby, with a clear attachment.

"Take it and see it. Looking at the young man's gaze, Wang Han took out the Sword of Years from the storage bag and handed it over.

This young man is probably the third world water in the mouth of Master Murong Shiyun, the disciple of the deceased sect master, he has not seen it before, but he never thought that he would take the initiative to come to the door today.

"You!"

The young man looked at the sword handed over by Wang Han, and there was a slight anger on his face. This man was so shameless, he made it clear that he wanted to challenge, but he really took out a sword to show himself.

With a slight frown, Sanshishui took the Sword of Years, and then took out a purple long sword. "This sword is my master's legacy sword Zishuang, Mo Dao, I take advantage of you and bully the big with the small. ”

"Good!"

Seeing this purple frost, Wang Han took it with both hands, and the sect master's sword had to be respected.

How can anyone in the world challenge to use the opponent's sword, Wang Han is the first time to encounter it.

"Hehe, there's finally a little life in this valley. The two didn't know that everything fell into the eyes of Murong Shiyun, who had returned from going out.

The white-clothed Shengxue's third world water turned into a sword light out of the small courtyard standing in the middle of the valley, although the sword in his hand was not his own sword, and it had not been refined, but it seemed to be integrated with it.

A faint sword aura surrounded his side, and the whole person seemed to fade into a thin cloud, but the powerful aura shocked everyone in the Little Fire Sect who was cultivating below. Everyone appeared in the valley one after another, and there was a trace of doubt in their eyes as they looked at the three worlds standing alone in the sky.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man with a long sword across his shoulder and a wine jug squeezed into the crowd, this was Zichuan.

"I don't know. ”

A monk in the middle stage of soul condensation replied casually to Zichuan and continued to look up.

......

Just when everyone was puzzled, an aura like a desolate beast suddenly rose, and then a purple sword light rose from the elder's small courtyard.

"Who is this?"

A young man stood opposite the Third World Water, and most of the people below were stunned. What kind of man is this, and how could he come out of the court of the elders?

"You don't understand this, this is also a disciple of my Little Fire Sect, and he is also a demon no less than the Little Sect Master, do these two have to fight?"

Someone knew the inside story, so he hurriedly said it. When everyone heard that this young man was a demon no less than the little sect master, they were immediately more interested.

"No, how can that person hold the sect master's sword!" Someone saw the purple long sword in Wang Han's hand, and immediately exclaimed, but in the hand of his little sect master was an unfamiliar sword.

All of a sudden, the crowd below began to discuss.

"Get out of your sword, little sect master. Wang Han naturally heard the voices of the people below clearly, and looked at the third water Wang Han made a defensive posture and signaled the third water to attack.

The sword of this prestigious genius boy, Wang Han also wants to see it!