The sword qi crisscrossed the ring, Chen Yueling and Qian Weiqi of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the two of them stood on one side respectively, twisting their fingers, and the two flying swords kept fighting in mid-air.

The two of them were flushed, they fought equally, they couldn't fight for a long time, and there was thunder of joy under the ring, and the disciples of Kunlun and Dragon and Tiger Sect were cheering with screams and shouts, and they didn't give in to each other.

On the gimbal, the face of the real person is like water, and Mr. Miao Ke on the side is leisurely and tranquil.

The thunder veteran of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, his eyes narrowed slightly, and on his face that was not angry and arrogant, he couldn't see any change in emotion, just looked at the ring in the distance and was silent.

The competition of the six sects has existed since ancient times, and this is not only a simple competition, but also involves the reputation of the sect and the division of resources within the secret realm.

In the past, Kunlun has never been able to get the top six rankings in the big competition of the six sects, and has always been excluded from the six sects in the allocation of rare resources.

As for the development of the secret realm, it requires more than six real people to jointly open the plane passage, find some small planes hidden in the turbulent space, and establish fulcrums and teleportation channels before they can pass.

For such an important matter, the main reason why the disciples of the Spirit Movement Period are used is the limitation of teleportation and the limitation of quantity.

Because only the disciples of the spiritual stage can pass in a stable past, and the cultivation above this will be crushed by the power of the plane.

There are only six places, so the competition in the sword trial meeting is particularly important.

But the appearance of Chen Yueling, Zhang Sheng, Wang Zheng and others made Daolin and others see hope. Rare resources mean a large amount of spiritual materials, as well as complete heaven and earth spiritual treasures.

This is definitely an indispensable resource for a relatively large sect.

The two sides are still in a stalemate in the ring, and Chen Yueling and Qian Weiqi are not as good as before in terms of fighting skills.

The long-term stalemate no longer consumes each other's aura all the time.

Qian Weiqi finally couldn't stand it anymore, on the other hand, Chen Yueling, with a flushed pretty face, gritted her teeth and insisted.

A ball of golden light suddenly appeared on Qian Weiqi's chest, Chen Yueling naturally saw this scene, and her hands still controlled the flying sword that was fighting in mid-air.

I saw Qian Weiqi twisting the trick with one hand, stretching out his palm and pushing, and the golden light was bright and fleeting.

Because of the two uses of one heart and two points, Qian Weiqi's flying sword magic weapon in mid-air is bright and extinguished.

Just as he released the golden light, Chen Yueling's flying sword, suddenly moving forward, froze and turned into ice, and actually seized this rare opportunity to freeze Qian Weiqi's flying sword in mid-air.

Qian Weiqi only felt that his whole body was cold, and the temperature around him was also suddenly cold, and his eyebrows and lips quickly condensed a layer of frost.

With the condensation of the breath, that round of golden light, which had not yet flown in front of Chen Yueling, suddenly stagnated, hovering in mid-air, and no longer moving forward.

But Chen Yueling's flying sword, at this moment, was close to Qian Weiqi's eyebrows, and it stopped between the lightning and the fire.

The judge elder of Shushan had already come to the stage, and immediately announced Kunlun's victory, and the audience cheered, and Dao Lin's face finally had a smile.

"It's a good hidden one, and you can comprehend the sword intent during the smart period, and Qian Weiqi is not unjustly lost this time. Thunder said expressionlessly.

The Kunlun disciples in the audience had already surrounded Chen Yueling in the center, Dao Jing had a smile on his face, and then looked at Wang Zheng beside him and said, "Don't be pressured, just do your best." ”

Nodding firmly, Wang Zheng walked towards the No. 2 ring......

The room was filled with smoke, and the whole bottle of Shengyuan Dan had been swallowed by Li Xiaoyi, including the empty Sifang Treasure Mirror, Li Xiaoyi still felt that it was a little worse.

A little anxious, Li Xiaoyi sighed, but when he thought of the next opponents, they were all cultivators in the middle and late stages of agility, and he felt that the magic weapon was not inferior to others, how could he be willing?

With a move in his heart, a fierce light flashed in the depths of Li Xiaoyi's eyes.

The figure of the ghost appeared above Li Xiaoyi's head in the next moment.

With the sound of a difficult spell, the ghost's body, the yin qi steamed, and the light flashed into Li Xiaoyi's body.

Combining the two into one, the Ghost Merge Technique can allow the caster to instantly transcend the existing realm, but at the cost of his own life source.

Because of the sudden presence of ghosts inside the body, while the yin qi soared, it stimulated the Nirvana Orb.

The old balance has been broken, and a new balance is needed to maintain it.

The two breaths of yin and yang, with Li Xiaoyi's body as the battlefield, constantly collided with each other to cancel out.

The spirit seemed to be Li Xiaoyi, who was in a sea of magma and fire, and the heat around his body surged for less than two breaths, and the next moment he seemed to be deep under the ice sea.

He was tossed by the two heavens of ice and fire, and at the moment when the two breaths were about to collide and cancel out again, he hurriedly opened his mouth, and Jing Zhongyue quickly integrated into his body.

In the middle of the two breaths, a black line was formed, and whether it was the Yang Essence Fire of the Nirvana Orb, or the huge Yin Qi generated by the Demon Merge Technique, they were all swallowed up by it.

Over time, when a new balance was gradually formed, the aura outside the body was like a spring, and it was frantically absorbed by Li Xiaoyi.

The ghost reappeared sluggishly, and Li Xiaoyi's body was filled with seven-colored light, until he slowly opened his eyes, and the momentum of the whole person also changed.

The originally pale face was as delicate as jade, and the red marks on the corners of the eyes on both sides of the eyes had become a corner.

is different from the previous looming, gathering on the corner of Li Xiaoyi's left eye at this time, lifelike, giving people a feeling of drifting.

The original handful of gray hair is now increasing in area, which is the price of consuming the power of the source.

Just as he sighed, a new piece of information came to his mind

Magical powers, jade spirits, can absorb half of their own aura in the body, and can feel the changes of the surrounding aura more deeply.

Li Xiaoyi smiled, unexpected, not bad!

Reaching out and caressing the bare and extremely round head of the ghost, and seeing that it was languishing, he withdrew it into the Sifang Treasure Mirror.

Thinking that in the dead of night, inhale some more moonlight essence for its recovery.

Spit out Jing Zhongyue from his body, Xue Liang's knife body, there is still no change, Li Xiaoyi is a little depressed, how can this thing be fed.

Inserting it back into the scabbard at his waist and pushing open the door, Zhang Sheng was still unconscious as before.

He sat next to him, fed him a pill, and saw that Zhang Sheng's breathing was stable, so he was relieved.

Outside the small courtyard, there were bursts of shouts, intermittently, but I don't know what the result was, and his hand touched his waist again.

There was a sense of irritability in his heart for no reason, Li Xiaoyi's eyes gradually turned to Zhang Sheng who was lying on the side, watching the ups and downs of his chest, and listening to the beating sound from life itself.

Li Xiaoyi's hand holding the handle of the knife, the harder he worked, the more cold the touch aroused the ferocity in his heart, the warmth of the Nirvana Orb, suddenly walked all over his body, and he suddenly became excited.

He sat up straight, and when his mind calmed down again, he leaned back in his chair as if he had lost his strength.

Looking at the sun as it sank in the west, he suddenly wondered what was wrong with him.

Including why he was suddenly in a hurry to break through, all of this was all a vague ghost qi at work.

Just like Murong Yunyan said, the yin soul is a combination of negative emotions, and he constantly devours the fierce spirit of the fierce ghost, and there will be anger in the body that cannot be refined clean no matter what.

If it weren't for the Nirvana Orb, he would probably have gone mad by now, and this treasure is really a good thing.

The white fox and the flower snake ancestor fought back and forth, until the head broke and the blood flowed and the thing in their hands did not arrive, but they did not think about it, but they cheapened themselves.

Looking at the sunset like blood, thinking about his past experience, he smirked, but he didn't expect the door of the small courtyard to be kicked open.

Daojing Zhenren hugged Wang Zheng's body and hurriedly walked in.

Wang Zheng was seriously injured, his whole body was covered in blood, and Kunlun's disciples, including Chen Yueling, surrounded him.

Li Xiaoyi stood aside silently, watching Daojing Zhenren deal with the wound neatly, and the people around him were all anxious.

Long......

Daojing Zhenren finally let out a sigh of relief, looked at the disciples of the sect and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

The relieved crowd was glad for Wang Zheng, but no one spoke.

In the past two days, the six disciples of Kunlun who participated in the sword trial meeting have gone to four, leaving only Li Xiaoyi and Chen Yueling, and their morale is indeed extremely low.

"What's wrong?" At this moment, Dao Lin Zhenren walked in at some point.

"There is no danger to life, just recuperate for a while. ”

After listening to Daojing Zhenren's words, Dao Lin nodded, and then looked at the disciples in the door in a blink of an eye, understanding the reason why the atmosphere was so sluggish.

Dao Lin looked at everyone, and said in an affirmative tone: "You are good, whether you win or lose, you deserve the word Kunlun!"

Seeing everyone looking up at him, a sneer appeared on the corner of Dao Lin's mouth.

"Everyone in the world thinks that my Kunlun has declined like this, and it cannot be restored to the peak of the year, but today you have made those who think they understand Kunlun and know Kunlun well understand a truth. ”

Li Xiaoyi seemed to know Dao Lin for the first time, and he saw that at this moment, he actually revealed a heart-wrenching momentum.

"Kunlun, even if it falls, it won't take a step back! Kunlun's disciples, even if they die, there will still be people who carry that big banner!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Li Xiaoyi and Chen Yueling: "There are only two words on it, two words that can make those who look down on us remember forever!"

"Kunlun!" shouted hoarsely. Repeat over and over again

Li Xiaoyi stood at the back, looking at the enthusiasm that was still in the doldrums of the crowd at this moment, and looking at the other side shown by Dao Lin Zhenren.

Somehow, there was a yearning in my heart.

Rights and desires, only people with a lot of means deserve to have, and he suddenly wants to have them!