Three days later, there was a burst of light on the Zixiao Peaks, and one after another breath rose to the sky, which was quite spectacular.

A rough count shows that there are more than 40 of them.

On Lingxiao Peak, Sima Yuan jumped up, and after roaring, he turned into a sword and reached Zixiao Peak.

In an instant, six qi machines advanced in unison, falling almost simultaneously.

Sima Yuan turned his head and saw that it was Ye Qingshan, Xiao Yan, Luo Dao, Zhuge Wuchang and others.

The Zhao family is a middle-aged man with a calm expression and a deep breath, as if he is the pinnacle of building a foundation.

The person who came was the current patriarch of the Zhao family!

is also Zhao Mengjing's brother-in-law, Zhao Mengshen.

Since the reign of Xingfeng fell into the hands of the Xiao family, Ye Qingshan and Zhuge Wuchang resigned one after another and returned to the position of the head of the other courtyard.

Sima Yuan Mingrui sensed that great changes would inevitably occur in the sect.

He took a deep breath and waited for a moment, and after the rest of the people arrived, a crisp word sounded in everyone's ears, "Uncles, the head is invited!"

But it was a little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth blinking his little eyes, pretending to be quiet and solemn.

Sima Yuan smiled and said, "There is a nephew."

As he spoke, he casually threw out a pill, and Xiao Daotong looked surprised and hurriedly caught it.

Everyone looked moved, and looked at Sima Yuan meaningfully.

Sima Yuan was a little puzzled, Ye Qingshan paced lightly, her veil lifted slightly, revealing a trace of peerless appearance.

She said softly, "Bribing the temple boy in front of the master, junior brother, you are so bold." ”

Sima Yuan stiffened, and after laughing a few times, he walked in as if nothing had happened.

Sima Yuan is the lord of a peak, so he takes the first step, and everyone follows him.

After entering the temple, wait for the head to come.

After a while, five qi machines suddenly came, and one fell on the left, and the breath was cold and calm.

A majestic qi mechanism dominates the right head, deep and powerful, majestic and heavy.

There was also a new but slightly weak qi machine on the right side.

It was Xiao Tong, the master of the Criminal Peak, Lu Hongli, the master of the Sword Peak, and Zhao Mengjing, the peak master of the Liquan Peak.

The other two are Cao Qiji, the peak master of Shendan Peak, and Zhuge Yan, the peak master of Tianshu Peak.

After the five qi machines fell, they all cast their eyes and looked at Sima Yuan and the others.

Xiao Tong's gaze on the left was calm, and the majestic and heavy aura made the hall solemn.

Lu Hongli's expression was flat, like a deep blue pool, unfazed.

Only Zhao Mengjing's pupils shrank, and he glanced at Sima Yuan deeply.

Sima Yuan saluted solemnly and said in unison, "I've seen five peak masters. ”

The peak masters were either cold, cold, or expressionless, and turned a deaf ear.

In the end, it was the mellow voice of the Lord of Tianshu Peak, Cangmai, who slowly sounded, "You don't have to be polite."

Suddenly, everyone raised their heads together, only to see a vast qi suddenly coming, and before everyone could react, it landed on the main seat above.

It is the real person in charge, Ji Shuye!!

The people below either bowed slightly, or bowed their heads slightly, "Welcome to the real person in charge!"

Everyone seemed to feel something, a deep gaze fell, the breath was long and long, like a lake like an abyss, unfathomable!

Oh, the head of the house slowly sounded, "Let's be courteous."

After Sima Yuan and the others got up, the words of the head of the house came from their ears, "I think you must already know what you are discussing today." ”

Everyone behind him looked solemnly and listened with bated breath.

But I heard the head of the sect say slowly, "This time I called you to come here for the Qinghong Prefecture faction discussion conference. This matter is related to my Zixiao's interests in the ruins of the Western Netherworld, and there is no room for any mistakes. Therefore, the sect intends to send ten powerful foundation true lineages to it. ”

Sima Yuan's eyebrows moved, thoughtful.

The head continued, "Do you have any doubts?"

Everyone replied in unison, "Back to the master, we will not wait for a discussion." ”

The head of the door bowed slightly, and with a wave of his robe, a mirror floated in the air, and the water rippled.

"This is my Zixiao's 'return to the light and return to the light realm', there is a golden pill projection in it, you will enter it for a while. ”

After the mirror was stabilized, the head said in a deep voice, "Enter the mirror!"

Everyone stepped in together, and after a ripple, more than forty figures disappeared.

As soon as Sima Yuanfu entered, he saw that his house was in a passage.

It's not so much a passage as a single-plank bridge.

The body of the bridge is only three zhang long, the foot is wide, and the whole body is exhausted and decayed, as if it is about to break.

Sima Yuan was thoughtful, and at this time, a figure slowly appeared in the heavy fog on the opposite side.

He was eight feet tall, dressed in a black robe, and his dark eyes pierced people's hearts.

His human aura is the same as that of the man who attacked and killed him in the past, as if he is between formlessness and substance, without fear of swords, guns, water and fire, almost immortal and immortal.

Suddenly, his people came quickly and swept in front of Sima Yuan.

His pupils shrank, and the alarm suddenly rose in his heart.

Sima Yuan didn't think about retreating to avoid his edge, but when this thought arose, it came suddenly.

A thought suddenly appeared in my heart, as long as I withdrew half a step, this trip would be considered a failure!

A trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and his breath exploded, and several sword lights swept out between the roars.

Sima Yuan's eyelids jumped, but he saw that person punched out, and the sword light exploded with a bang, and it was difficult to hurt him at all!

Several thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, and he suddenly remembered that the Soul Slayer Sword had been refined into the Divine Sword by him in the past, and he didn't know if he could deal with this qi machine.

His mind moved, and with a bang, a blue-red, and black sword that was nearly two feet long suddenly appeared in his palm.

A palpitating aura came from the sword body, and the figure suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be a hesitation in its eyes.

Sima Yuan smiled lightly, grabbed the hilt of the Divine Sword and swiped forward.

The man's face changed drastically, and he retreated frantically.

Sima Yuan took a step forward, his momentum suddenly soared, but the long sword in his hand quietly disappeared and returned to his body again.

The figure immediately came straight again.

Sima Yuan laughed loudly and confronted him violently, his sword aura rampant.

In this battle, he wants to use it to sharpen his own family and check and fill in the gaps!

Sima Yuan pondered deeply, maybe this is the real purpose of the head of the family to sacrifice this mirror, otherwise there is no need to go to such great lengths, just directly engage in a foundation-building duel.

And when Sima Yuan was fighting, outside the mirror gate, there was another change.

Suddenly, the three figures were thrown out of the mirror, and they looked around, and when they saw that they were the first batch, their faces were slightly embarrassed.

The head of the house shook his robe and threw out a pill for each person.

Oh, and five figures broke out of the mirror, and after looking at each other, there seemed to be a look of loneliness in their eyes.

The head of the house looked calm, Lu Hongli looked indifferent, and Zhao Mengjing's eyes drooped slightly.

A little, nearly nine figures fell out one after another, and there seemed to be unwillingness in their eyes.

So when everyone was thrown out of the mirror, their expressions moved, and they all looked inside the mirror.

An incomparably powerful qi machine suddenly rose from within it, and this qi machine was strong enough to make their hearts beat and be shocked.

The head of the upper side looked at him as if he had been touched, and he disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Tong, who was majestic and condensed on the right, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Hongli deeply.

Lu Hongli looked indifferently and calmly.

Zhao Mengjing frowned, as if he had an accident, and there was a trace of anger beyond control.

And within the mirror, the qi on Sima Yuan's body became more and more vigorous, and a mighty sword qi that far surpassed the peak of foundation building exploded.

Its sword dao aura is already comparable to the existence of a half-step golden pill!

At the same time, looking at the fullness and roundness of its qi, it is still better than that of monks of the same level.

"Qiang".

Sima Yuan's mind moved, and the divine sword trembled lightly, appearing in the palm of his hand, the blue-red and black sword body, which was originally two and a half feet advanced, suddenly rose and contracted, and the invisible sword qi contracted like a wave.

His expression was slightly condensed, and he sensed that the Divine Sword was quietly advancing, constantly moving towards the magic weapon!

There was a fire in his heart, and he asked the stronger the killing power of the divine sword, the stronger his strength would be.

After several years of his recuperation, he has become one with him, which can be called sharing honor and disgrace, life and death.

Once he was among the top magic weapons, Sima Yuan was confident that he would fight with the Venerable Master Jindan!

After nearly a quarter of an hour, a burst of sword light flickered, and the aura of the Divine Sword slowly stabilized, tending to silence.

There was a trace of regret in his eyes, "After all, it was almost hot."

A few days ago, in the secret realm of the Sword Pavilion, Sima Yuan continued to refine the 'essence of Tiangang' and precipitate it in the Dantian Spirit Palace, asking the divine sword to be unwilling to show weakness, and was frantically devouring the 'essence of Tiangang'.

Half a month of kung fu reached saturation, and now it is only a few days of kung fu, and naturally it has not been completely refined, but even this has made it step into the ranks of pseudo-magic weapons.

Sima Yuan said secretly, "It's too greedy, you can't do it overnight, you have to figure it out slowly." ”

After he took a deep breath, when he looked at the figure opposite, the battle intent in his eyes soared.

After a few laughs, he walked away.

In a few moments, in a reluctant roar, the figure brewing in the mirror exploded and turned into nothingness.

Immediately, a burst of repulsive power came, and after Sima Yuan was stunned for a while, he was squeezed out of the mirror.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Ye Qingshan, Xiao Yan and others were there, and his eyes were full of surprise and surprise when he looked at Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan greeted with a smile, and the look of surprise in Ye Qingshan's eyes quietly dissipated, wiping a trace of solemnity.

Xiao Yan was expressionless, as if he was indifferent.

Only the fist hidden under the sleeve robe suddenly clenched, and the green tendons bulged.

Zhao Mengshen's eyes were lowered, and the rich murderous intent in his eyes was hidden deep in the deepest part of his eyes!

After everyone behind him felt that Sima Yuan had a terrifying qi on his body, their expressions were complicated, and there seemed to be a hint of awe.

Sima Yuan smiled indifferently, gently waved his sleeves, and slowly gathered his breath.

At this time, the head of the house looked down, and after staying on Sima Yuan for a while, he swept everyone again.

He said slowly, "This Qinghong Prefecture Sect Discussion Conference will be attended by Lord Xiao Feng and Lord Lu Feng. This conference has been of great benefit to me Zixiao, and I hope you will work together and go all out!"

The ten Zhuji who stood side by side with Sima Yuan clenched their fists and promised in unison.

The head of the family said, "There are two peak masters."

Xiao Tong greeted with a smile, Lu Hongli's face was cold, and he nodded lightly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a warship lifted into the air from Zixiao Peak.

The war boat is about three zhang high and ten zhang long, like a pavilion in the air, soaring.

After hearing a whistling sound, it suddenly pierced the blue sky and disappeared into the sky.

When the battle boat disappeared completely, several qi engines reappeared.

This time there are six realms of prosperity!

All the Venerable Jindan!

They all set their eyes on the head Ji Shuye.

Ji Shuye's face is calm, and the ancient well has no waves, like an abyss underground, which cannot be speculated.

Oh, one of the six people slowly spoke, his voice was majestic and cold, like a boom, spreading throughout the entire Zixiao Hall,

"Please abdicate and make way for Xian!"

The six of them looked solemn and said in unison, "Please abdicate from the head!"

The sound fell, the hall was silent, and the needle could be heard.

The grand voice spread outside the hall, and everyone who heard it was shocked and trembled.