The door of the hall slowly opened again, and Chang Xi exhaled a deep breath of turbid air in his chest and stepped over the high threshold.

The main hall buzzed, and the cracks on the outer wall of the closed meditation hall, which had already experienced calamity in the void, gradually intensified, connecting each other like spider webs, but they did not collapse, and they still stood tenaciously.

Chang Xi turned around, folded his hands, bowed reverently, pressed his right palm on the door of the temple, and whispered as if talking to himself: "The oath will never be forgotten." ”

The spirit of the hall gradually dissipated in the sky, Chang Xi looked up with a sense of heart, his face was solemn, his palms were still folded, and he turned around and walked down the steps slowly.

The two disciples of the Moon Capture Sect were still trying to recover their spiritual power at the foot of the steps, and the older disciple saw Chang Xi walking out of the main hall, his eyes were round, and he inexplicably felt that this kind-hearted senior had only been seen for a short time, and the aura on his body was stronger than before.

Chang Xi glanced at the two of them and said, "You don't have to go into the hall above, there is nothing inside." ”

The elder disciple of the Moon Capture Sect couldn't cry or laugh, thinking to himself, seniors, you have all gone in to search for it, naturally there will be no more good things left. However, he didn't dare to make such a joke, so he had to bow his head and respond again and again.

When he looked up, he found that the senior had an extra token in his hand that kept flashing red. He couldn't help but be stunned, isn't this the disciple token of the Cangxi An family? But let him search his intestines and stomach, he didn't think of when there was such a powerful male disciple in the An family, you must know that the Cangxi An family is full of female cultivators.

Chang Xi didn't say much, and the sword under his feet rose and soared straight into the sky.

Chang Xi drove his sword through the various folding formations at high speed, and his foreground was colorful and chaotic, and he had already passed through more than a dozen areas with different environments in a short period of time.

In many areas, the disciples of various sects were still fighting with each other, and when they saw the figure of the sword in the sky without concealing their figures, they all let go of each other's life and death for a while, and they all looked at this arrogant figure who was a taboo and still didn't know it.

The spiritual power required to control the sword in the high altitude like him was already quite high, not to mention the void suppression in the mountain mausoleum. If it is only under the protection of a mausoleum seal, the spiritual power in the body will not be able to support such a sword for a long time. And is still exposed to the public's eyes, don't you want to seek death?

There were people with ill intentions who recognized Chang Xi as alone, and followed closely behind, wanting to wait for Chang Xi to give a fatal blow when his spiritual power was exhausted, and he could easily seize a mausoleum seal.

It's just that the man inadvertently met Chang Xi's eyes, and the golden light in those eyes made him dare not look directly. Looking down at his chest, the five mausoleum seals stood out. The man's face was suddenly full of excitement, and he turned around and ran without hesitation, for fear that the next moment he would become the sixth mausoleum seal on Chang Xi's chest.

Finding that the few people around him were interested in no longer bothering him, Chang Xi immediately sped up the speed of his sword control again. When his eyes suddenly turned into the appearance of a verdant valley, he was finally able to see the figure of An Li's four people struggling to support him.

There are only two disciples in the Ziwei faction, one strong and one thin, who cooperate with each other, teasing and consuming the spiritual power of An Li and several people, and one person only watches from the wall behind him. The sound of the sword piercing through the air suddenly rumbled over the valley, and the offensive in the hands of the two of them stagnated, and the four Anli under the dim light curtain were finally able to take a breath.

Suddenly, a sword-wielding figure fell in front of him, An Li's beautiful eyes raised her eyes and looked fixedly, and found that it was Chang Xi, and her face was as happy as a flower for a while.

"Childe, Anli has caused you trouble!"

An Li apologized and hurriedly stepped forward, at this time, Chang Xi was tantamount to the last straw for the four of them, and they couldn't afford to slack off. But it wasn't until An Li walked in that he saw that Chang Xi's chest was also hung with five mausoleum seals like those three strange Ziwei sect disciples.

An Li's face turned pale, she covered her mouth lightly, and subconsciously took two steps back, could it be that this son is also a murderous person?

Chang Xi saw An Li's movements in his eyes, and explained angrily: "A few small people took the initiative to trouble me, and they just got a few mausoleum seals. ”

An Li breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, patted her full chest and smiled: "An Li can trust the son." ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Chang Xi's brows suddenly furrowed when he returned his attention to the Ziwei Sect disciple in front of him.

The dress of these three people is indeed the appearance of the disciples of the Ziwei Sect, but the exercises made by these three people are completely different from ordinary disciples of the Ziwei Sect. There was an extremely unpleasant and strange aura on their bodies, and looking at the fact that they had no less than five or six mausoleum seals on their chests, although the Ziwei Sect was at the top of the third-tier sects, it was impossible for the disciples of its sect to be strong enough to easily slaughter the ranks of five or six sects.

The brute pillar, who had already torn off his shirt and was shirtless, pointed at Tong Yuan and laughed, "This dozen has beaten this mother-in-law's father-in-law, looking at the person who still looks like a dog, what do you say?"

An Li was half a step behind Chang Xi, and when she heard this, her face immediately turned red.

Chang Xi's breath is not like building a foundation, and Jin Dan is not like Jin Dan. Tong Yuan's eyes were full of strange color, but before he could speak, Chang Xi's eyes narrowed and looked at the barbarian pillar as strong as an iron tower, and the corners of his mouth curled up and sneered: "An open-mouthed person like you, only by being beaten, I'm afraid he can have a longer memory." ”

Manzhu was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed wildly.

He has been refining his body in the Blood Spirit Sect for many years since he was a child, using the blood pool mat filled with hundreds of mortal lives as the foundation, and attracting the essence blood of the demon beast Black Python Tiger in the Jindan Realm into his body, which has created his current body refining and cultivation of opening the stele and cracking the stone.

Among the disciples of the Jindan Realm of the Sect, except for Senior Brother Luo Sheng behind him, he was not convinced. Even Tong Yuan, whose cultivation is slightly better than him, will not pretend to be colored.

"You'll be torn to shreds in front of your woman and then used for drinking!"

The brute pillar laughed fiercely, the arms of the two women's thighs were bent, the bulging muscles were like craggy mountain rocks, and the figure was blurry in front of Chang Xi, only two fists were smashed head-on, and the phantom of the black python tiger entrenched on his shoulders behind the strong body was faintly visible.

The strong wind was blowing, An Lihua's face was pale, and the barbarian pillar was already doing his best at the moment. Chang Xi narrowed her eyes and stroked her palm on An Li's waist, a soft energy that kept her away from the battlefield.

When he looked back again, Chang Xi's eyes were already full of light.

Chang Xi saw at a glance that the cultivation of the barbarian pillar was at the bottom of the three, and his chances of winning with one enemy and three victories were almost none, if he wanted to win in danger, he had to cut off one of his fingers!

Chang Xi raised his fist to meet him head-on, and the golden dragon in the sea of blood greatly increased its power after absorbing the huge vitality and instilled spiritual power, and together with Chang Xi, he had already reached the realm of the late stage of the foundation building realm, and the strength of his whole body was already terrifying 50,000 catties.

The earth cracked when he stepped on it, and the enlarged fists were caught by Chang Xi with his palm. The corners of Manzhu's eyes jumped wildly, how could his fists with 30,000 catties be blocked head-on by an oily noodle boy like bean sprouts?

The brute pillar was ruthless in his heart, grinning his teeth and using his fists to force downward, his face turned purple, and hideous green tendons erupted from his wrists to his arms, and the phantom of the black python tiger behind him opened his bloody mouth, trying to press Chang Xi to submit with momentum.

But no matter how hard he tried to feed, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and his arm, which was the thickness of his thumb, did not move at all. Immediately, under his dumbfounded gaze, there was a golden dragon phantom entrenched behind the oil-faced boy in an instant. The golden eyes were full of indifference, and with just one glance, the phantom of the black python tiger suddenly fell apart.

The strength drained like a tide, the qi of the whole body flowed out, and the brute pillar suddenly couldn't help himself.

Chang Xi stepped forward in an instant, and his palms were pushed along the inside of his fists, and the strength of the stacked waves had now far exceeded the realm of ten stacks, and the dark energy of ten thousand catties of strength entered his arms.

The blood and qi of the manzhu's arms were blocked, although he had the heart to defend himself, but his arms were already twitching and did not obey the call, the empty door in his chest was wide open, and the barbarian pillar didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate, and hurriedly swept backwards, but Chang Xi was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Chang Xi's body was three feet in front of the manzhu's chest, and his fists and palms were staggered, restraining the acupoints around the manzhu, and the strongest form that broke out in the destruction attack had been completed.

50,000 catties of surging power gathered in the palm, the fingertips were entangled with cold sword intent, the five fingers were spread out, and they were only an inch closer to the barbarian pillar dantian, and they suddenly clenched their fists and exploded.

This is the pinnacle blow that condenses all his spirits, and it must be done with one blow!

"Kill by inch!"