Time rewinds back half an hour ago, and Xuanjizi saw the fat Taoist priest who had woken up leisurely and sat up, holding his head and swearing repeatedly.

He actually remembered in a trance that he had taken the wrong footwork twice: "No! It stands to reason that there is still a chance......" Xuanjizi was a little speechless, no matter how you look at this guy, it is not the first time that he has locked his Taoist temple.

The fat Taoist priest walked to the street sign with the words "Yunqiao Road" and kicked it hard: "The old man is a mess, 'Cultivation Internet +'?

After deciding on the hotel chosen by the fat Taoist, Xuan Jizi probably knew that this guy would be in the dilapidated hotel within three days. Zhang Benwei took a mysterious card handed over by the front desk with a fat face, and went upstairs happily.

Xuanjizi originally admitted that she was unlucky, and felt that if she wanted to retrieve the spirit mirror, it would be at least three days later. At this moment, the fluctuation of the spirit mirror in his body made him jump on the spot!

"What's going on? Spirit Mirror's fluctuations! Such obvious fluctuations!"

Xuan Jizi was excited and confused, this fluctuation is undoubtedly the spirit mirror, and it is a symbol of the spirit mirror's appearance in the outside world.

"Could it be that there is someone else who holds the spirit mirror, but this fat man has indeed had the fluctuation of the spirit mirror!"

There was only one breath, and the fluctuations of the spirit mirror were annihilated again. Xuanjizi turned her head to Mingshan and rushed out without the slightest hesitation! I have been idle for the past three days, and I must find out about this mysterious fluctuation.

When he arrived, he happened to bump into the third elder of the Sheng family, Sheng Zhengyang's natal spirit soldier "Frost Chenyue", who was exerting his might.

The moment Xuan Jizi made eye contact with this old man, she knew that this mortal monk of the Imperial Weapon Realm had the same roots and origin as the group of people he had cleaned up before. Looking at the other party's cold gaze, Xuan Jizi pursed her lips: Since a war is inevitable, there is no need for me to restrain myself.

Sheng Zhengyang felt the other party's blazing and strong qi, and was a little surprised: Is it really not by external forces such as pills to pull up?

His expression became serious, there was such a genius outside the spiritual vein, if he couldn't get it in his pocket, he could only completely eradicate it when he sprouted!

The "Frost Morning Moon" sounded suddenly, and as the ancient sword broke through the air, the plants around Sheng Zhengyang rattled, shaking off the white frost like snow on the ground.

Xuan Jizi looked at the tip of the ancient sword that was instantly enlarged in front of him, snorted coldly, and didn't take a step back, pushing his hands towards his chest.

Obviously, the ancient sword was as fast as thunder, and Xuanjizi's hands moved slowly, but the tip of the sword could never come to Xuanjizi's body, let alone pierce the young man's head as Sheng Zhengyang expected.

"Junior, what about outstanding talent? When you are an enemy of someone who is a realm higher than you, you don't even sacrifice your natal spirit weapon?!"

Feeling that the other party was just using his spiritual sense to intercept the "Frost Morning Moon", Sheng Zhengyang laughed out loud, the "Zhenhai Copy" exercise was running rapidly, and the aura was circulating around him, "Zhenhai Copy, the sea is immeasurable!"

Xuan Jizi only felt that the ancient sword seemed to be hiding its edge, but the cold and thick sword qi was surging like a tide, and he was like a flat boat in the wild waves, capsizing in an instant!

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In the dark cave, Bai Mu was full of horror: "What the hell did I go to?" A shallow and smug voice came from the sea of knowledge: "If you don't guess wrong, it's a cave left by a powerful demon cultivator." ”

Bai Mu looked back, and there was a solid rock behind him, with no way out at all, and it seemed to be an enchantment similar to the Fat Taoist Taoist Temple. "How did you know there was a cave here?"

Shallow: "As soon as I entered Mingshan, I felt that there was something strange here, as if there was a hidden enchantment, and this breath was actually a little familiar......"

Bai Mu looked at the rusty piece of iron he was holding in his hand, it was a strange thing that was collected from the ring of the giant python, Bai Mu only knew that it was not ordinary iron, and even his own claws could not pick off the slightest bit of rust, it seemed that even the rust was its disguise.

Just now, at the last moment, I followed the instructions of the shallow and took out this piece of iron, and suddenly entered this mysterious enchantment.

The moment he came in, Bai Mu felt as if there was another troublesome guy......

"Xuanjizi is only in the early stage of the imperial weapon, right? Can he really beat that Sheng Zhengyang?" Qianqian didn't care: "You don't care if he can beat him or not, it's better to let the old man break his dog's legs, he won't be able to find you." ”

"But I said earlier, according to the difference in the Imperial Weapon Realm cultivator's own natal spirit weapon, the difference in their strength will be obvious......! Many reincarnations will envy it. ”

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The sun has set. On the mountainside of Mingshan, the fog is getting bigger and bigger, and in the dense forest, where the light is not good, he can't see his five fingers at this moment. The battle between Sheng Zhengyang and Xuan Jizi had just begun, and it seemed that the winner had already been decided.

The Sheng family's "Zhenhai Copy" is indeed unique, Xuanjizi has been defeated and retreated again and again, and his breath has been weak to the extreme.

Sheng Zhengyang relied on the majestic aura of "the immeasurable sea" to firmly gain the upper hand in the battle with this young man whose cultivation talent can be called a demon. Flying swords and slashes like when chasing Bai Mu have never been Sheng Zhengyang's strong point.

All the monks of the Sheng family in Haizhou are known for their vast aura cultivated by "Zhenhai Copy", and in the battle of the same realm, it is rare to be able to kill the opponent in an instant. And once the battle reaches a stalemate, the balance of victory will tip in favor of the Sheng family!

"It's over!" Sheng Zhengyang felt that the other party had been deeply immersed in his endless offensive, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose. Another genius died on the way to growth. What about being talented, isn't it to be crushed under his offensive?!

Suddenly there was a sound of clapping hands in the darkness, and the boy's unruly voice came into his ears: "It's really over." Thank you very much for your sparring, sure enough, only in actual combat can my spiritual sense make some progress, and when I see an old man again, I can't kick his ass. ”

"But if you don't sacrifice the spirit weapon, it seems that there is really no way to dispose of you, an old turtle with a long breath. ”

Sheng Zhengyang looked at the vertical and horizontal gold lines that extended out of nowhere in front of him in horror, and after a few flashes, he happened to be standing at an intersecting point. He felt as if he was in the vast universe, and he was still as small as dust after cultivating for half his life.

Xuan Jizi walked out of the misty Ming Mountain after a while, and there was an ancient sword with a strange shape in his hand. He looked at the bright moon rising from the east, and was a little depressed: "I really didn't want to take his life, I didn't expect it to be so unbeaten...... Now that it's okay, where should the spirit mirror start?"