In an instant, Zhao Mengjing only felt a flash of brilliance, and gravity, resistance, and killing power suddenly descended.

After he snorted, the offensive in his hand slowed down, and several piercing and belly-piercing sounds sounded.

Zhao Mengjing's body trembled, a trace of palpitations flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he said sharply without thinking, "Explosion!"

With a bang, the sword cage shattered instantly, revealing its figure.

The remnants of the wave suddenly spread outward, and the Dao runes within the Sword Pavilion flashed rapidly, suppressing this explosion all together.

The two snorts sounded at the same time, Zhao Mengjing staggered back, and Sima Yuan fell into shape and quickly dodged away.

At the same time, a black robe slowly solidified behind him.

Zhao Mengjing's face was expressionless, and Xiao Mingbo's eyes were playful.

Sima Yuan laughed at himself, "As soon as I entered Jindan, I got carried away and almost suffered a big loss." ”

Zhao Mengjing's eyes were indifferent, and Xiao Mingbo chuckled, "It's not almost, it's certain." ”

Sima Yuan glanced at the foundation building and qi cultivation disciples outside the Sword Pavilion, and then looked at Xiao Mingbo's smiling eyes, and secretly said that it was not good.

At this moment, the Sword Pavilion shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Sima Yuan's liver and gall were cracking, "Xiao Mingbo, you should be damned!!"

Xiao Mingbo laughed, "Is it enough to take the dignified Sword Pavilion to accompany you to the funeral?"

As soon as the words fell, the three figures collided.

After three breaths, a figure quickly fled, and the two breaths behind him chased after him.

Sima Yuan wiped his blood indifferently, and said in his heart, "Escape!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared from a hundred feet away.

Oh, under the change of Zhao Mengjing and Xiao Mingbo's faces, they completely disappeared into the sky.

Suddenly, a figure sneaked to the Qilin Cliff.

He muttered to himself, "The Lord of the Xu Pavilion is imprisoned, the whereabouts of the Peak Lord are unknown, and the head of the sect abdicates to make way for Xian." ”

He looked up at the top of the purple sky, and his eyes seemed to have remembrance, depth, apprehension and fear.

Eventually, everything turned into calm and relief.

What he said at the beginning was to ask the peak lord for the opportunity to become a pill.

As for the price, he will replace the peak master and be the puppet body of that person.

Sima Yuan muttered to himself, "Since I have promised, Sima Zi will not regret it." ”

He suddenly turned into a deformed, quietly appeared above the dantian, and with a movement of his mind, he swung his sword and slashed at his own Huo Ran.

With a snort, Sima Yuan's body split into two.

One condensed the figure again, and the other went straight to the Danzhu above the Spirit Palace.

Fleeting.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the abyss below, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes were firm, and he muttered to himself, "I don't fall into the abyss, who falls into the abyss." ”

Its figure fell violently, slamming into the hundred-foot high flat.

After breathing, the chains shook again in the deep cave.

Sima Yuan glanced behind him, and after calming down slightly, he stepped in, suspended outside the passage, looking at the shadow, and a breath that made him tremble spontaneously.

His heart was shocked, and he secretly said that it was true.

Immediately, he said with a solemn expression, "Disciple Sima Yuan has seen the ancestor!"

After being silent for a while, Shadow said slowly, "But it's for Lu Boy?"

Sima Yuan's eyes were condensed, "Master Ancestor is my predecessor of Sword Peak, and now that my Sword Peak is in a crisis of life and death, why don't you want to help?"

The shadow existed and said lightly, "Xiao Han is not removed, and the survival of Sword Peak is only between his thoughts." ”

Sima Yuan frowned for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Could it be that even the master can't beat him?"

The shadow exists and whispers, "Yuan Ying Zhenren is beyond the power of external forces."

Sima Yuan frowned slightly, bowed his hand and said, "Please also ask the ancestor for advice."

After the shadow was silent for a few moments, there was a sudden strong wind tremble, and the chains around it vibrated and trembled, and a huge qi machine covered the entire cave.

Sima Yuan was shocked, almost trying to escape from the road.

The shadow existence snorted, and a huge suction force sucked Sima Yuan in front of him.

Sima Yuan's face changed greatly, and the mana on his body suddenly dispersed, as if there was a slight obstacle.

Shadow Existence sneered, "Why did you refuse me to save Sword Peak even if you wanted me to save it?"

Sima Yuan's eyes showed a sudden look, and then showed a hint of hesitation.

Immediately, a hint of determination was crossed.

He simply let go of his mind completely, waiting for the shadows to come in.

A huge qi machine in the cave instantly enveloped Sima Yuan, and there seemed to be a muffled snort.

When he opened his eyes again, a trace of vicissitudes and abyss appeared in his eyes, and a weening old breath slowly dispersed.

He frowned slightly, and after a little familiarization, he hid his breath and retracted it.

At this moment, there was a banging sound outside the cave, and two figures quickly flashed in.

It is Zhao Mengjing and Xiao Mingbo who came to find it.

Sima Yuan, who had changed his appearance greatly, slowly turned around and looked at the two of them with a calm and deep gaze.

Zhao Mengjing's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated without thinking, while Xiao Mingbo hesitated slightly.

Sima Yuan, who was occupied by the Sword Peak Ancestor, gently raised his hand and grabbed it forward, and Xiao Mingbo's figure immediately flew into it.

Under his frightened expression, he fell straight into his hands.

Xiao Mingbo shouted frantically, "No, no, no!"

'Sima Yuan' looked indifferent, and after grabbing Xiao Mingbo, he patted him lightly on the top of his head.

There was a snap, and there was a crisp and broken sound in his dantian.

In the cave, a golden pill aura fell rapidly, and the breathing effort was completely silent.

Zhao Mengjing, who was able to escape from the cave, changed his face drastically and swept out frantically.

When he saw the glimmer of light at the entrance of the cave, his expression was overjoyed.

Suddenly, a faint word sounded in his ears, "Boy, there are only a handful of people in the world who can be in front of the old man." ”

Zhao Mengjing suddenly felt gallbladder, his heart was cold, and under the crisis of life and death, he turned around suddenly, and used all his strength to swing the sword of his life!

Suddenly, the sword light and sword shadow filled the entire cave, and after an earth-shattering explosion, an embarrassed figure flew out of the cave with blood.

Almost as he escaped from the cave, there was a rumbling sound, and the entrance to the cave was completely sealed by rocks.

He turned his head suddenly, only to see several figures in the sky holding swords, or holding knives, or holding dust, or holding pagodas, and bombarding the entrance of the cave indiscriminately.

It was the new Great Elder Xiao Tong, the Second Elder Zhuge Yan, and the Third Elder Zhao Zhongting and others of the Zixia Sect, and a full six Jindan Venerable Masters came!

Zhao Mengjing quickly dodged and landed beside Zhao Zhongting.

Zhao Zhongting's expression was solemn, and he threw him a blue spear, looking at its momentum, it was also a magic weapon!

I saw Xiao Tong and the other six people fighting out an offensive together, or dozens of zhang of magnificent sword qi running through the sky, or a hundred zhang of sword mangs dominating the entire Qilin Cliff, or three thousand whisks of dust and snow flying.

Zhao Mengjing's expression was excited, and under the golden pill cultivation of the whole body, a ten-zhang spear shadow was suspended in the air.

He let out a loud shout and stabbed hard at the position where everyone was attacking.

In an instant, the entire three hundred miles of Zixiao were shocked and shocked by this joint attack.

The earth-shattering crackling sounds, bombardment sounds, and the collapse of mountain peaks and cliffs resounded in all directions, deafening.

Suddenly, Xiao Tong, who was standing suspended in mid-air, turned his head and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Zhao Mengjing's face was ugly, "A strange Jin Dan who has never seen it before!"

Zhao Zhongting frowned slightly, "Jin Dan?"

Xiao Tong shook his head lightly and said in a deep voice, "That person is definitely not just Jin Dan!"

Zhao Mengjing was about to say more, but suddenly his face changed greatly, and his eyes were frightened.

Xiao Tong Huo Ran turned around, only to see a young figure striding in the air.

His expression changed, "Sima Yuan?"

Zhao Zhongting's pupils shrank, "He's not Sima Yuan!"

Zhao Mengjing roared, "Retreat!"

When he roared, Xiao Tong was already a hundred zhang away, and only the other five were still trying to fight.

I saw that 'Sima Yuan' looked flat, and gently stretched out his right hand and pressed it forward.

The five Great Golden Pill Venerables all changed color, and suddenly felt an incomparable restraining force trapping them.

Zhao Mengjing's expression was horrified, and all the spiritual opportunities within a radius of hundreds or even hundreds of miles were ordered by this person!

Between the breaths, there are great magical powers that frighten the world, such as fighting and shifting stars, moving time and space!

He intuitively felt that his lips were dry, bitter and indescribable, and he seemed to be muttering to himself, "Yuanying, this is the power of Yuanying's real person!"

'Sima Yuan' smiled and pinched it gently.

Everyone immediately screamed in pain, and the terrible sound resounded through the peaks of the purple sky.

Everyone was shocked and terrified.

Xiao Tong roared angrily, "Stop!"

'Sima Yuan' said meaningfully, "It's all this time, why don't you call your parents to come?"

Hearing this, Xiao Tong did not hesitate to take out a white jade token, and there seemed to be a terrifying aura on it that swept through all directions.

Zhao Mengjing and the others looked horrified, and Xiao Tong pinched it fiercely.

There was a snap.

That breath shattered and became invisible.

'Sima Yuan' suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of Zixiao Peak.

In an instant, an old word slowly came, "You're awake."

It's like an old friend talking and chatting about home.

Everyone's hearts were relieved, and then they were shocked.

I saw 'Sima Yuan' raise his hand and pinch it, and the five Jin Dan coughed up blood and fell down.

Wounded but not dead.

Xiao Tong only felt that his liver and gallbladder were split, and his whole body trembled.

Zhao Mengjing's expression was even more pale, trembling like a sieve.

However, 'Sima Yuan' did not stop, and he stepped out and went to a hundred zhang away.

And then, the figure gradually faded into nothingness.

When it reappeared, it had already landed on a Taoist temple.

Taoist green bricks and green tiles, big but a few zhang, carved beams and painted buildings are only a few.

There seems to be a purple rune gold text on it that is faintly flickering, and a trace of abundant spiritual power is condensed into a mist, rising and rising, swirling and circling, winding around the beam for decades without the intention of dissipating.

The Taoist temple suddenly opened, and a simple old man stood in front of the door, with a kind expression and an old face.

Looking at his appearance, it seems to be seven points similar to Zhao Mengjing!

The old man is the real person of Zixiao Yuanying, Xiao Han!

'Sima Yuan' stepped down, and the sound of stepping sounded in front of the Taoist temple.

Xiao Han said with a smile, "Congratulations to Senior Brother on his recovery."

'Sima Yuan' chuckled, and after his eyes flashed slightly, "It seems that you are also ready for everything."

Xiao Han invited with a false hand, "Senior brother, please!"

The two of them walked into the Taoist temple, and at a cursory glance, there was nothing left except for a Dan furnace, a futon, and a bed.

'Sima Yuan' smiled and said slowly, "How sure are you?"

Xiao Han sighed lightly and waved his hand, "I tried it once before, but it hurt my soul, if I want to try again, the chance is less than thirty percent." ”

He turned his head to look at Sima Yuan, and after a little silence, he said, "Your body is excellent."

'Sima Yuan' turned around and said lightly, "If you pay attention, what's the harm in letting you go." ”

Xiao Han seemed to be pondering, and after a while, he shook his head slightly, "The cultivation is too weak, and it is only in the early stage, I am afraid that I will not be able to withstand the spirit infant of my junior brother." ”

'Sima Yuan' shook his body when he heard this, and a black shadow was suspended on the side, and Sima Yuan immediately fainted to the ground.

The black shadow sighed, "This son is blessed, if you receive this body, you may go further." ”

Xiao Han moved when he heard this, and reached out his divine sense to inspect Sima Yuan's body.

Finally stopped at the position of its dantian.

He muttered to himself, "What is this treasure?"