Thinking about this kind of thing, Qiao Yuan exhaled a long breath, as if the dark clouds shrouded in his heart were removed, revealing the corner of the thunderstorm.

The most terrible thing in this world is not that you meet an opponent who is difficult to defeat, but that you don't even know the identity and purpose of the opponent, and you don't even see your appearance.

And in this level of battle, once one side is afraid and retreats, and it is still the weak side, it will undoubtedly doom this person to death.

"Heaven swallowing magic weapon, I also have it!"

Without fear, there was only an indomitable determination to fight, Qiao Yuan's eyes saw a surge of fighting intent, covering up all the light, and with a wave of his hand, a moon-white, delicately carved teapot flew out, and the spout of the pot rushed down, seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact it contained a lot of things.

It is the Moon Swallowing Pot.

As soon as this pot came out, the spiritual power in Qiao Yuan's body was like opening the floodgates, rushing out, his face was slightly pale, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The first time he used this pot, it was in the dense forest of Chu Mountain, he was still cultivating in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and his spiritual power was insufficient, and he was really reluctant to urge it, but now, with the help of the revival of the aura attracted by the colorful small flag of Nan Songzi, he completely stabilized the realm of the late Yuan Infant stage, and then urged this pot, but it was much better, and there was still room for it.

It's just that an immortal treasure is an immortal treasure after all, and no matter how much spiritual power there is, it can't be driven, Qiao Yuan had already expected this, calmed down, and immediately mobilized the forbidden immortal pill in his body, and guided out wisps of pure immortal spiritual qi for the moon swallowing pot to absorb.

With the previous experience, this time it was much more skillful to do it, and in a moment, there was a golden light flashing on Qiao Yuan's chest, but it was instantly covered by him.

The Moon Swallowing Pot had absorbed enough fairy energy, and its appearance had not changed much, but the inside had undergone earth-shaking changes, and a terrifying force had squeezed on the mouth of the pot, pushing the lid of the pot to tremble and make a thumping sound.

During this period, the old man of the Fu Ling who had integrated into the formation was not idle, but constantly mobilized the power of the formation to bombard the vortex below, not seeking to destroy the Green Fang Realm Bottle, but only to delay for some time.

He naturally recognized the treasure of the moon without a trace, the moon swallowing pot, although he was shocked why Qiao Yuan was able to use the Yuan Infant Cultivation as a catalyst, but the situation was urgent, and he couldn't let him think more and ask more, and at this moment, he could only pin his hopes on this inconspicuous young man.

Outside the May Peak, Pu Yuedao's eyes were gloomy, and there was a difference from the previous elegant and indifferent image, obviously the development of the current situation has exceeded his expectations, beyond his control, there is a feeling of luring wolves into the house and lifting stones to hit his own feet.

In fact, their original intention was just to use the eradication of the Song family, a big tree with deep roots and leaves, to deter the forces of the major sects in Nantai, and the deeper purpose was to find out the forces behind the collusion of the Song family, even if they had already guessed that the forces behind this were Fengyangmen, but they really wanted to dissect these shady deeds and bask in the sun, not to mention any substantial blow to Fengyangmen, at least it could greatly reduce its prestige.

The first sect in Nantai is ridiculous!

Puyue Taoist people travel the world, it seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, not fighting for the world, but in fact it is very ambitious, not fighting is just Taoguang, traveling is not without nourishment, just Nantai, square inch of land, if the vision pattern is limited to this, then the Yuehe Sect will be ten thousand years later, it is just an ordinary sect in Chu Shuiguo, the ancestor took refuge from outside the world, if the descendants are in a corner of peace, happy to think about Shu, and shrink back in this small cultivation star, it is not to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor.

This kind of thought, the entire sect only knows a thing or two about the bull riding shepherd boy who has lived for more than 3,000 years, Gongliangyu.

Once, he also had such ambitions, but the older he lived and the more he understood, the more he understood that on this cultivation star, there was such an invisible mountain pressing on his head, and it was difficult to reach the blue sky if he wanted to display his ambitions.

The Thunder Immortal Sect is both the lord of this star and the gateway of this star, if you want to leave or come in, you undoubtedly need its permission, the Moon River Sect is from outside the sky, isn't it the acquiescence of the Thunder Immortal Sect, if you want to leave, how can it be so simple.

"Pu Yue's bearing and mind are excellent, but his luck is a little worse, and in this life, at most, he will lead the Yuehe Sect to become the first sect in Nantai, and he wants to realize the ancestor's will, but he can't. But...... This son's luck is amazing, the bloodline of the God of War, the recognition of the Ancient Seal Mansion, the Yanlong Bingfeng, and ...... The ancestral treasure, the moon-swallowing pot. ”

The shepherd boy whispered in his heart, and the wisdom in his vicissitudes of life flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Qiao Yuan, who was standing on the forbidden array tower of the Gufeng Mansion, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This son has a tough heart, clear grievances, was used as a chess piece by Pu Yue before, there must be a grudge in his heart, if the old man did not guess wrong, he handed over the Qi Array Stone to Fu Ling, he must have left the will, even if he can't keep this luck, the old man can't let this friendship between teachers and disciples be severed. ”

With a long sigh, the shepherd boy's wise and vicissitudes of life looked at the Gu Feng Mansion again, and Ling Wanchen, who was worried, made a decision in his heart.

If it weren't for the sake of maintaining this friendship and making up for the rift between Qiao Yuan and the sect, he would not have put down his body and personally talked to Qiao Yuan, let alone frequently blocked the withered old demon.

This point, Nan Songzi, who has a wide vision, can't see it, and Pu Yuedao, who is unscrupulous to achieve the goal, can't understand it, only the pity Yuezun, who sees one or two clearly, is willing to gamble and bet on the disciple he values the most, what is gratifying is that Qiao Yuan is indeed a person with the most affection and clear grievances, although he did not accept Yuechan, but also gave her a creation.

The heart is like a mirror, only the public is good.

"Song Tianan's Yuan Baby, as well as the head of the withered ghost, the old man...... "The shepherd boy muttered, and a sky-high pride born from the ground burst out from his heart, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, the green ox under him mooed, turning into a mighty green qi, which surrounded the shepherd boy's body, and actually formed a pair of green crystal armor with cow face and fangs.

This armor covered the shepherd boy's whole body, and it looked extremely powerful, although he was a little short, and he was quite nondescript and even a little funny, but no one who really saw this scene dared to have such an idea.

The body is as agile as electricity, and the fist is like Mount Tai pressing the top, and the shepherd boy makes the first blow, and then goes straight to the withered old demon who withdrew from May Peak before, still having lingering palpitations.

He didn't dare to set foot on that battlefield again, but it didn't mean that he was weak here, the withered old demon still looked like a young man, covered with tiger hair scales, shaped like a half-human and half-beast evil ghost, turned around and opened his mouth to roar, spewing out a breath of silence.

For the breath of silence that can instantly drain away the vitality of all things, the shepherd boy is like nothing, his fist is like a knife, cutting through the space, and the fist is like thunder, containing killing blood.

This punch is shocking and worthy of ...... The pinnacle of physical cultivation!

The majestic momentum attracted the attention of the fairy wind old man, Pu Yue and others, and even Ling Wanchen, who had always been worried about Qiao Yuan, was also shocked by the naturally boiling blood of the god of war in his body, and looked into the distance, just when he saw the punch that was like a meteor, his heart roared.

The pupils of the withered old demon's eyes contracted suddenly, and only a little blue and red fist shadow remained in the pitch-black pupils, which was terrifying.

Don't dare to have the slightest support, he patted the storage bag, and immediately took out three superb defensive magic weapons, after this, he was still not at ease, biting the tip of his tongue and squirting out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the tiger feather scales on his body, at the cost of consuming thirty years of life, making his tiger feather scales grow crazy again, and his defense power skyrocketed.

With three clicks, the three superb defensive magic weapons shaped like ice mirrors couldn't stop them for even a moment, and they all exploded, and the aftermath was undiminished, falling into the void ten zhang away in front of the withered old demon, and instantly collapsed a piece of space.

The whole body was covered with tiger hair and scales, and it was difficult to see that the chest of the withered old demon in the shape of a human was suddenly dented, and there was a sound of popping and exploding from his limbs, and the flesh and blood were blurred, flying upside down like a broken kite, and I don't know how much breath was left.

The expressions of the old man of the fairy wind and Mo Yangzi changed greatly, and they all set off together, wanting to deal with the withered old demon, but as soon as the two of them moved, Pu Yue and Nan Songzi also moved, and their meaning was obvious.

With a successful blow, the shepherd boy did not take advantage of the victory to chase and beat the water dog, but turned his head to look at Ling Wanchen, who was stunned with beautiful eyes on May Peak, and his face was as stunning as that punch, his expression was soft, and he said secretly in his heart.

"This punch embodies the bloody killing fist intent that the old man has cultivated all his life, although it is different from your domineering road, but it is also the same way, how much you can comprehend depends on your creation. ”

Mo Yangzi and Nan Songzi fought again, and Pu Yue Daoren, who had made a lot of preparations before, seemed to have finished his cultivation, revealing a really good means, a guqin plucked and sounded, such as a silver bottle bursting, jade beads falling on the plate, not showing mountains and not dew, so that the old man of the fairy wind suffered a big loss as soon as he saw his face.

After the shocking punch, it should have been the time when this guqin was shocking, but unfortunately, this limelight was completely overpowered by the battle on May Peak, so that everyone inside and outside the Yuehe Sect suddenly shifted their attention from the few masters of the soul transformation stage who had reopened the battle to the junior of the Yuan Infant Stage who should have been inconspicuous and could not even be regarded as a supporting role.

The moon-swallowing pot is open!

The spout of the pot rushed down, and the lid of the pot slammed, like the gate of long-term flood storage was washed open by the water, turning into a streamer meteor, with a piercing sonic boom and traces of spatial fragmentation, straight into the dark vortex.

I still remember the last time the Moon Swallowing Pot was opened, the lid of this pot seemed to be an indestructible sword, and it actually broke through the blockade array arranged by the shadows in an instant, and went straight into the sky, breaking through this starry wind, and arriving at the vast starry sky that only monks above the Soul Transformation can set foot in.

This time, the spout of the pot rushed down, and the lid of the pot went straight to the whirlpool, and it was impossible to imagine whether the lid of the pot that could pierce the sky would open a hole in the earth.

To be honest, Qiao Yuan was not very satisfied with the power of the Moon Swallowing Pot, and it took all his strength to urge it, which was a bit of a cost-effective feeling, but the power of the lid of the pot was really amazing, if it weren't for this, he might as well keep a body of spiritual power and fan a few more Flowing Moon Fans.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan looked expectantly, staring at the lid of the pot, looking forward to the expected scene.

It's just that what surprised him was that at the moment when the lid of the pot burst out, the vortex that exuded a terrifying suction force below disappeared in an instant, and the hundred-zhang space collapsed with a bang, turning into a dark and angry void.

The Green Realm Bottle was shocked, and the black mist on it was swirling, and an old face full of disbelief was condensed at the mouth of the bottle, and it was stunned.

"Immortal Monarch...... Immortal Monarch's breath!"