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It's a cold night.

A ghostly figure undulates in the mountains and fields of the fierce island.

After waking up in the realm of selflessness, Ning Wuxin sensed that the barrier formation set up earlier had been destroyed, but although the spirit of the ancestors was rare, compared to building the foundation, it was clear which was more important than the foundation, and he was impetuous, but he had to press it down and complete the last step of building the foundation.

It was not until the perfect Dao platform was completely activated, the Danhai was truly opened, and the cultivation was consolidated, that the ground was broken.

The Perfect Dao Platform is worthy of the word perfect, to put it mildly, at the moment, Ning Wuxin can only rely on foundation building and cultivation, and he can beat a hundred Qi refining thirteen-layer Great Perfection himself with one hand. And it's much stronger than even the Flawless Dao Platform in the first sequence.

According to common sense, there is no way to condense the perfect Dao platform when you first enter the foundation building, even the Heavenly Dao Sutra can't do this step, only step by step condensed cultivation to reach the foundation building extreme realm, and only some opportunities that can change the qualification of the root bone can be achieved.

Like the wind, there was a hidden force that tore the platform apart, but she condensed.

At this point, Ning Wuxin did not attribute the credit to the Supreme Secret Codex, but looked at the "Ink Cicada" in the Sea of Knowledge, because when the Dao Platform was fully activated, the tear in the underworld did wrap her, and that power was irresistible, but she was expelled by the Ink Cicada!

This should have been joyful, but she didn't, but it seemed that there was a boulder in her chest, and she felt great pressure again.

This kind of treasure, don't say who is behind it, if she changes places, she will also be moved, and will make the same move, the ink cicada is too extraordinary, too attractive, and can compete with the Kurong Secret Classic. This is more rare and mysterious than the cave heaven and the Taoist weapon!

"As for the origin of the ink cicada, one day the truth will be revealed. "Maybe it matters, maybe it doesn't, who knows?

"And one day, you and I will have a fight to the death......" This you are self-evident.

Ning Wuxin hated in his heart or not, which is secondary.

On the road, the weak eat the strong, there is only a difference in position, and there is no absolute right or wrong.

She is very envious of those who have a pure heart, such as Fu Mingjing, such as Yuan Cheng, and even Mu Changsheng...... But the moment she crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, from the moment she decided to take revenge, she was already far away from these four words.

And she, it can only be-

Rather have no heart.

......

Ning Wuxin has opened up Danhu Lake in the Extreme Realm, and as soon as he enters the foundation, he has made a qualitative leap, and the Danhu Lake has expanded significantly, almost more than double the divine consciousness of the monks in the early stage of the same foundation, and he has been chasing the later stage of the foundation, and this is of great benefit to Ning Wuxin's future qin!

The reason why Qin Yidao can't cross the level to fight is nothing more than that the divine sense can't reach a crushing level, after all, in this prosperous cultivation realm, there is no shortage of exercises to temper the divine sense, secret treasures to protect the original gods, especially high-level monks.

As a result, the sound cultivation can only be maintained, and it cannot reach an unprecedented peak.

And after this advancement, Ning Wuxin was already looking forward to Qin Xiu even more.

Ning Wuxin has been in retreat for nearly a year, plus the three years of Sui Hanshan, it has been four years since he was reborn.

Her height remained the same, still five feet, and her hair finally grew back and fell to her back.

The immature face changed slightly, the eyebrows and eyes were more heroic, and the contours were softer.

is not like a fairy who does not eat fireworks, but seems to be a heroine in the ordinary world......

Rushing in the mountains, the rain and wind swept away, the long hair was scattered under the eye sockets, but the body exuded a heavy momentum.

"It was three days ago that the barrier and prohibition were broken, which means that the Yin Demon Python began to cross the catastrophe, and it is also possible that the holy medicine is ripe, and the medicinal fragrance emitted has attracted the monks of all sects, and in three days, no matter which one happens, the dust should settle...... "Either the Yin Demon Python reaches the Demon Pill and turns, or a big war breaks out, but no matter what the result is, Ning Wuxin must make a trip."

"This spirit itself has no spiritual power fluctuations, and when it does not emit the 'atavistic golden thread', it is like a mortal thing, and the 'root' of the thunderstorm or the outbreak of the great war is also the holy medicine, and all eyes are condensed on the holy medicine at that time, and it is very likely to become a 'fish that slips through the net'!" A dark light appeared in the depths of Ning Wuxin's eyes - after all, this spirit was too mysterious, too weird, mysterious enough to disappear from the hands of the Venerable for no reason, but so strange that it could be captured by ordinary monks, and it was once said that this thing would only stay on the person or thing that was related to it......

Previously, it was the 'Yin Demon Python' or the 'Holy Medicine Ink Lotus', but if both of them suffered calamity, where would they go?

More than a thousand miles, Ning Wuxin needed more than half a day before, but now the physical body has truly reached the extreme realm of the four realms of martial arts, plus the two formations of life and death, and the blessing of foundation building, driving Changhong, in less than two hours, it is close to the outer periphery of the mountain range where the Yin Demon Python crosses the tribulation.

Approaching the moment ago, out of caution, Ning Wuxin's figure changed, and under the face of the Thousand Phantom Ghosts, she turned into a beautiful and white-skinned Jindan female cultivator in a green shirt, but she was the sixth of the seven sects in Nanyan, the outfit of Wanmu Pavilion - if she was really unlucky to meet a monk of the Xiaodao Sect, and there was friction, she always needed an identity to take the blame for her, right?

It's just that I was lucky, not only was the journey of more than a thousand miles safe, but after approaching this once sensational mountain range, I still didn't see a single monk.

Three days is not a long time.

And the Demon Pill One Turn Thunder Tribulation is far less than the 'Cold Jade Poison Dragon' that is almost one thousandth of the four-turn Tribulation, but it is much more powerful than the Extreme Realm Tribulation that Ning Wuxin crossed, at that time, the bombing subverted more than ten miles, but this place was destroyed and decayed for more than a hundred miles.

As for most of the battle fluctuations in this place have been washed away by the rain for three days, only a few traces of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect's thunder method have restrained the rain and have not been completely erased.

Because of this catastrophe, except for a very small number of Yin Demon Trees that survived in the past hundred miles, there were no more Yin and evil creatures!

Under the rain, the only piece is scorched black.

A moment later, Ning Wuxin's ghostly figure appeared in the depths of the mountain range, and when he was still eight hundred zhang away from the valley where the Yin Demon Python was located, his eyes suddenly moved-after stepping into the foundation building, the Danhai Sea skyrocketed, and the advantage of the Supreme Secret Archive was once again reflected, Ning Wuxin's divine consciousness was almost directly chasing the late stage of foundation building, and the distance that the divine consciousness could release was naturally the same, reaching a terrifying level of eight hundred zhang!

Therefore, the moment she approached, this area was reflected in her sea of consciousness - this place had been annihilated by the thunder tribulation into a dead land, and the yin spirit veins under the cold pool were even more depleted by the thunder tribulation, and you could vaguely see the charred black rotten flesh scattered between the layers of sparse soil, even if it was scorched black, it was very large, left by the yin demon python, and the traces of blood and rain that might flow had long been washed away.

The demon python is nowhere to be found.

And this is not the source of Ning Wuxin's distraction at this moment.

The divine sense's gaze suddenly fixed on the girl at the edge of the valley, wearing plain clothes, with a green lotus on her face, it was actually Ji Qinghan, the Tianjiao of the Little Dao Sect, she was stopping at the moment in a place where Ning Wuxin had laid a blocking formation before, holding a black stone in her hand, and the spiritual power of the formation pattern on it was almost lost, if it weren't for Ning Wuxin as his master, he wouldn't be able to detect it, Ji Qinghan actually found out.

At the same time, just when Ning Wuxin's footsteps landed within the range of eight hundred zhang, the other party seemed to have already discovered her.

After all, the Thousand Phantom Ghost Face Ning Wuxin had no way to exert all his strength, and could only transform into shapes, unable to become invisible

Therefore, just like right now, Ji Qinghan's early peak cultivation of Jindan, her divine sense is naturally much stronger than her, the other party intends to investigate, Ning Wuxin has nothing to hide, and because of the strength of the other party's divine sense, Ning Wuxin can't even sense the traces of the other party's divine consciousness - and looking at Ji Qinghan's appearance, as well as the bamboo chip in his hand, it seems that he is calculating something?

The Little Dao Sect has made some achievements in the Heavenly Machine, as the Tianjiao of this Sect, Ji Qinghan has achieved something in this Dao, it is not surprising, "What did she discover through this? Did she perceive the special existence of the 'Atavistic Spirit'? Does this mean that the Atavistic Spirit has indeed escaped......

These are all questions that Ning Wuxin has at the moment.

The two people, who were hundreds of feet apart, looked at each other for an instant.

Ning Wuxin disguised slightly, the corners of his mouth were faintly smiling, and his eyes were filled with a hint of surprise, and he disappeared after a while, as if he was surprised that Ji Qinghan was here alone.

Ji Qinghan playfully moved the face of the sister next door slightly, blinking her eyes slightly, there were doubts in it, and she also didn't understand how the monks of Wanmu Pavilion could come here - after all, the Wanmu Pavilion camp was tens of thousands of miles away.

Although the seven sects on Nanyan are not allied, there are more or less exchanges between the disciples, for example, the Xiaodao Sect and the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect belong to the same enemy, and the Yuxu and Sanctuary of the First Five are the same, and the rest of the two sects and one pavilion can only be regarded as ordinary whether it is the patrol of the sea, the ten thousand trees, and the jade toad.

In addition, there are a lot of funds under the door, after all, Nanyan is only a corner in the end, and it has been quiet for too long, there are no various lists, except for a few Tianjiao such as Ji Qinghan, Shang Jiutian, Wantong, etc., most of them are not famous.

Therefore, even if he had doubts, he did not doubt Ning Wuxin's identity - I am afraid that he has been trained so far in the periphery.

Fortunately, at the beginning of setting up the blocking formation, Ning Wuxin was quite cautious, leaving no traces, coupled with the annihilation of the thunder tribulation of the demon pill, nine out of ten spiritual power fluctuations on the array stone were wiped out, and Ji Qinghan had no way of detecting it, but even if Ji Qinghan had made some achievements in the heavenly machine, Ning Wuxin still had the existence of the ink cicada on his body, and if he wanted to use this bamboo chip to deduce the origin of the array stone, he was afraid that he could only be disappointed.

After glancing at the bamboo chips that exuded an ancient charm, Ning Wuxin nodded in the end, after all, from the previous 'surprise', now it is polite, it is appropriate, the other party is famous in the end, it is normal not to know such a 'little person' as himself, but he already expresses his understanding, but he turns to a very high posture of himself, and he is too much for himself.

The latter bowed his head back.

For more than a month, the two stopped in this mountain range.

Ning Wuxin showed a curious look that Ji Qinghan was exploring here, and tried to follow the posture of 'picking up leaks', although the latter frowned from time to time, but did not reprimand and forcibly expel her, one was hindered by her cultivation, and the other was due to her personal temperament.

Only the two of them have been here for more than a month, but they have maintained this inherent distance, and they have not officially met for more than a month, until the third month, with the sound of jade flashing around Ji Qinghan's waist, the next day, this Tianjiao of the Little Daoist Sect finally left.

Before leaving, I didn't know why I glanced at Ning Wuxin, and then at this sparse valley that was almost flattened, and sighed lightly, so I was reluctant to leave, obviously, I didn't get anything for two months.

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