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The ninefold paradise and the fivefold human world are intersecting and changing, and the eightfold human world, no living being knows that the strongest person who is in charge of their lives and even created the entire heavens and the earth is ploughing the entire paradise with great divine thoughts.

He was looking for the illusory Heavenly Emperor, and he was looking for a familiar aura.

It's just a pity that he is not the real Emperor of Heaven after all, nor is he the real Taishang, so he can't ask for it, the dream is real, and everything is in vain.

The illusory third divine thought fell back into the Fivefold Paradise, the gate of the heavenly realm was closed, the brilliance in Li Pichen's eyes receded, and the brilliant sun belonging to Luo Yunyu reappeared in his hand.

The competition under the stage is still going on, and the six-fold ritual competition has entered the end of the third game.

"The chicken sings the afternoon, and the dream is ripe..... Pheasant, white-clothed...... Room....... The daughter of the Emperor of Heaven...."

Li Bichen muttered to himself, and unconsciously raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The sun hung high, shining on all the dust, and the brilliant light shone on every inch of land, but the glow that should have been sacred was a little frightening at this moment.

It's not really the sun.

These are the eyes of the Great Sage.

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Qingqing World, Qingshan Heavenly Palace!

Confucianism leads the sword, and its Qi Xuanhuang.

The carved blue silver sat high on the throne of the palace, and the lotus flower tent hung down, covering her face and turning everything into a haze.

Jian Qingsheng went up to the hall, the figure was tall, and among them, there was an indescribable "meaning" brewing.

As if they had realized it overnight and understood the truth of heaven and earth, the many spirit soldiers raised their eyes, and they didn't dare to look at the sword spirit transformed by this Confucian sword for a while, just glanced at it, and suddenly felt a huge pressure in their hearts.

Except for the Xiaoyue King, the strong man under the command of the Drunken Flower Heavenly Son, the most courageous spirit saints in the entire Qing world have gathered here, but at this time, this Confucian scholar went to the temple, and actually let these majestic spirits avoid it.

I don't want to look at each other, I don't dare to look at each other, I don't want to look at each other.

By the side of the carved Qingyin, there was no Nanxiangzi, but another mirror spirit maid.

There are 800 mirror spirits under her seat, and although Nanxiangzi is the leader, it is only one of the 800.

The supreme who dominated the green world opened his mouth and looked at the Confucian sword in the upper hall.

"You promised to come, but this vast sword intent to cut through the towering blue sky does not belong to you. ”

Piercing Qingyin had already known some things, and King Xiaoyue didn't hide it from her, which made her not know whether to be happy or sad, and she herself also knew that this time the spiritual dispute was, in fact, to make a decision.

Jian Qingsheng held the hand of the ancient sword and moved, and there was light brewing in his eyes:

"It didn't belong to me once, but now it belongs to me. ”

"Don't you want to lose? Maybe when you know what you're going to gain if you lose, you'll change your mind that you have to win." ”

Jian Qingsheng: "Niangniang wants me to stay here, but I'm sorry, I have to win, because I still have to do something." ”

Wan Ling didn't know what the two were talking to each other, but some of the spirit saints had begun to tremble, after all, this suddenly came a Confucian student, first walked dozens of steps, and then it was like a thunderstorm in the blue sky, that kind of power shook the heart, and now he was actually talking to Qingyin on an equal footing, and it can be seen from the words that it seems that the status between the two is not much different.

Which one is this? Is there going to be a tenth supreme in the world?

There are many spirit saints who are calculating, and at the same time, they are slightly shocked in their hearts, if the tenth supreme appears, then the pattern of the nine domains of the entire Qing World will have to be overthrown again.

Heaven and earth have changed, and the attitude of this tenth supreme may also be what the first nine supreme beings must strive for.

But now, it looks like the new "Supreme" doesn't like the artwork of silver.

The blue silver eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't continue to speak, while Jian Qingsheng stood alone in the center of the hall, and the spirits on both sides were bustling, but they both intentionally or unintentionally left a little gap for him.

One person leaves a little space, it is difficult to see clearly, but 100,000 people, that is a lot of blank space.

Among the many spirit saints, there are also those who are passionate about war, and at this time, they are secretly staring at Jian Qingsheng, pondering how to deal with it.

Outside the Heavenly Palace, there is a glorious gathering, a supreme manifestation, drunken flowers of the Son of Heaven to the temple, those spiritual saints all bow down and worship, but Jian Qingsheng does not worship alone.

The drunken flower of heaven was followed by seven spirit saints, at this time these eyes were hostile, and instantly looked at the people in front of them, these spirit saints had never appeared in the Weiyang Palace, so they didn't know Jian Qingsheng, just saw that someone stepped out at this time, but they didn't dare to go beyond the body of the son of heaven, just half a step back, and said in a loud voice:

"The drunken flower is here, the young world is young, what a madman ahead, why don't you worship!"

This herald-like character stared at Jian Qingsheng, and Jian Qingsheng only turned around at this time, with supreme sword intent in his eyes, just at a glance, the person's heart suddenly felt as if he was scratched by the blade, his body shook, and he involuntarily took half a step back.

And it was this half step that he suddenly came back to his senses, and suddenly his face was hot and painful, as if he was covered with shame, and his eyes were suddenly filled with boundless anger.

"You..... You madman!"

The Spirit Saint gritted his teeth, and at this moment, he suddenly saw the sword in Jian Qingsheng's hand, the end of the hilt slightly out of the sheath.

An inch of sword light.

As if a thunderbolt crashed in the void sky, this spirit saint felt the boundless sword aura lock him in at this moment, and the terrifying inspiration that could not escape from heaven and earth instantly made him tremble, and his eyes widened, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say half a word.

"Alright. ”

The voice of the Drunken Flower Son of Heaven was like a life-saving spring, the sword intent between heaven and earth dissipated, Jian Qingsheng put away the inch of sword light, and the Drunken Flower Son stared at the sword, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

In this green world for many years, he had never seen this sword, and he naturally saw that this sword was not the body of Jian Qingsheng.

Where did the sword come from?

"Your Majesty, we can begin. ”

Piercing Qingyin sat behind the lotus tent, spoke softly, and the drunken flower Tianzi took his hand and looked in all directions.

"The new ancients, the old and modern people, the one who chiseled the sky, the little moon king, none of the four of them came, and the remaining thieves and red-hearted ghosts did not come, and it is normal that the whale riders are not there. Oh, Engraving Qingyin, this is known as the grandest spiritual battle meeting in the Qingqing world, but I didn't expect that the supreme who appeared was only the two of us. ”

Piercing Qingyin laughed, but there was helplessness and regret.

"The Little Moon King and the Sky Digger, we already know why they won't come, don't we..... What do the old and modern people think in their hearts?"

"As for the red-hearted ghosts and the thieves who steal the Song Dynasty, His Majesty the Son of Heaven don't have to worry, when they need to appear, they will naturally appear. ”

The eyes of the Drunken Flower Heavenly Son narrowed: "Fighting for the sky, but I don't know if it's the spirit saint fighting for the sky, or... What about the Moon King?"

Piercing Qingyin smiled, then looked at the Spirit Saint, stretched out his five fingers, gently rubbed it, and flipped it with a thought, and instantly melted from the Heavenly Palace into a vast mountain, sea and sky.

The spirit saint fights for the sky, and the fight is the providence that falls from the sky.

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