A secluded backyard at the Sanctuary Gate, where Ding Wujian and others gathered to help him!

"Qi and mind are in harmony, the source turns to the heart, the qi gathers in the chest, the cycle repeats, the qi sinks in the heart, from the source to the source, the luck of the qi, the source condenses the source..."

Ding Wujian held his breath and condensed, listening to what he said, he slowly changed the direction of the soul qi in his body, and even changed the method of releasing the breath with a new method of operating the origin.

"Whew..."Half an hour passed, Ding Wujian put away his origin breath and let out a long breath.

"What does Brother Ding think?" asked Guangya.

He frowned slightly and shook his head slowly: "The operation method is wonderful, and it is difficult to control in a short time. What's more, this was originally the operation method of the Ghost Mist God King's breath, and if it was not assisted by the method of the ghost spirit, it might not be as good as the original method of breathing. ”

Guangya lowered his head and pondered, Ding Wuqian was reasonable, perhaps because of the origin of the Ghost Mist Tower in his body, he could use the operation method of the Ghost Mist King at will. For Ding Wujian, it is not advisable.

"Brother Ding, now that your realm is approaching the Nine Soul Battle King, how is Senior Sister Liu's realm?" Guangya thought for a moment and asked.

Ding Wujian pondered for a moment: "During the Martial King War, her realm first entered the Nine Souls and Three Spirits. ”

"Nine souls and three spirits..."Guangya frowned, for ordinary people, the difference is a huge gap, and the higher the realm, the more obvious the difference in strength. Even if Ding Wujian was known as the peerless genius of the Sacred Domain Gate, it would be difficult to make up for the difference in realm.

"Brother Ding, are you familiar with Senior Sister Liu's tactics and exercises?" He Xi asked.

"She once taught me to evolve and dance, I remember correctly, she is the opposite of Jiayi, she is not good at counterattacking, and she is better than the skillful and powerful tactics and moves of the exercises!" Ding Wujian recalled carefully.

"I also noticed it back then, but I don't remember much. It is slightly similar to Long Wu. He Beiyi reminded in thought.

"If that's the case, I'll talk to you first! Long Wu lowered his gaze and his expression became serious.

"Okay!" Ding Wujian nodded heavily.

"Yes, this battle is not a battle of life and death. But I will see you as an enemy of life and death, and I will not spare my hand!" Long Wu reminded again.

"Six years ago, I failed to achieve a battle with the mad dragon, and today is the end of it!" Ding Wujian smiled slightly, and everyone retreated more than ten feet, leaving enough space for the two of them.

"Brother and Brother Ding!" Long Meng shook his arm excitedly, everyone looked at him seriously, Ding Jiayi was extremely quiet, and kept looking at Ding Wujian without looking sideways.

"Yi'er, are you worried about Brother Ding?" He Xi whispered.

"Don't worry! My brother always does what he says. She puffed up her breath and replied confidently, as she spoke, her eyes lowered slightly, and her face was less of her usual smile, "It's just, is it really good to force my brother like this?

He Xi gently took her hand and smiled: "Fool, these are the things of 'Yue Lao'!"

"Hmm!" she nodded in convincing, continuing to look.

Guangya's expression was serious, even different from his usual indifference. He has been thinking about how to make Ding Wujian win. Holy soldiers, exercises, formations, spiritual guards... All these possibilities are denied.

"At the end of the day, it only makes sense to rely on your own strength to win!" he said with a long sigh in his heart.

"Light Cliff, look at your expression is very distressed. He Beiyi secretly transmitted the voice.

"Indeed, Brother Ding's strength is also quite good among the new generation of True Disciples. However, compared to the previous generation of true disciples, he lacked tempering, and his realm was not as good as his talent. It's just that there's not enough time...", he replied in a deep voice.

"This point, you are different?" A smile appeared on the corner of He Beiyi's mouth.

Guangya was a little puzzled and stunned.

"Just imagine, if you were the same age as Sister Thousand Souls, would you still climb desperately and chase her figure now?" He Beiyi woke him up with just one sentence.

"Now you're no longer bound to despair, but you're thinking about how to defend yourself against foreign enemies. Unconsciously, hasn't it changed too?" He Beiyi chuckled softly.

When you think about it, it's true.

"Thank you, Beiyi. He thought more and smiled.

"I've always taken care of you at this time, don't you think it's too late to say now? Senior Brother Guangya!" He Beiyi laughed, seeing a slight red on her face, Guangya couldn't help but show an obvious smile. Getting along with thousands of souls and ghosts, she was also slightly affected.

"Sister Beiyi's lesson is that the junior brother has nothing to reciprocate, but can only promise by example. Guangya smiled.

He Beiyi ignored him instead, pretending to be indifferent: "I don't know who I learned from, flamboyant! ”

He also put away his smile and nodded at Ding Wujian and Long Wu, who were ready to go.

Ding Wujian took the lead in making a move, and as soon as the Holy Domain came out, the unique afterglow shrouded his body, and the power of his soul climbed up, surpassing Long Wu in the blink of an eye.

"Dragon Teng Sweeping!" Long Wu made a decisive move, sending out a palm, and the huge wind force shook Ding Wujian back again and again, he didn't expect his move to be so powerful.

"The Holy Icon is a Ten Thousand Decisions!" In the blink of an eye, Ding Wujian shot with the same move, and the sweeping palm power combined with Ding Wuji's unique icon power, the power was even more powerful than Long Wu Fangcai's moves.

I saw that Long Wu stretched out his right palm without dodging, and a huge soul pressure floated around his body, Ding Wujian sensed that something was wrong, and the mad dragon trick that evolved from the Holy Icon Ten Thousand Decisive Transformations disappeared when it touched Long Wu's huge soul power.

"Tianxiao Dragon Yin!" Long Wu said flatly, Ding Wuji's eyes widened, he didn't expect it to be the more secret technique of the Flying Dragon Gate.

"Once, Senior Brother Zeng Hua relied on this trick to defeat several geniuses in the last competition. Unexpectedly, you also practiced. Ding Wujian exclaimed.

"Ding Wuji, do you still have the strength to use it for two purposes?" After finishing speaking, Long Wu made a move, which was terrifyingly fast, and even unlike the Flying Dragon Gate's usual strategy of suppressing opponents with powerful exercises, Long Wu actually used his skillful strength.

Ding Wujian fist to fist, the two fists collided hard, and Ding Wujian was slightly inferior.

When Long Wu was at ease, he didn't relax and didn't give him the slightest respite!

"Fu Long Soul Palm!" followed by another more powerful exercise, Ding Wuji's eyes widened, the power of his move was even better, even if the realm of the two was almost the same, he could clearly feel Long Wu's unwavering belief, as well as Ding Wuji's slightly wavering determination.

"The Heaven of the Icon, the Land of the Icon, the Lord of the Icon, the Heart of the Icon!" Ding Wujian quickly meditated in his heart, and the power of the Icon around him rose to a higher level, and the huge soul power once again overshadowed Long Wu. It contains the power of the two souls of his own body, and his power even surpasses that of the "Fulong Soul Palm!"

Long Wu did not flinch, did not move like a mountain, and the two of them once again exchanged fists.

After a brief confrontation, unexpectedly, Ding Wujian was knocked back several feet, it was difficult to stabilize his body, and he knelt on one knee.

"Brother!" Ding Jiayi couldn't help but speak.

"The Fulong Soul Palm is more powerful than you think. When he looked up and spoke, Ding Wujian coughed, a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it casually.

"That's not the case! Ding Wujian is hesitant, your strength is not as good as before, you can't be distracted, and you can't show your full strength half-heartedly. At this moment, you are no match for me. Long Wu said calmly.

As he spoke, his expression did not change, and he looked at Ding Jiayi, who looked anxious on the side.

"Maybe you're right. But I'm not going to throw in the towel either. He got up slowly, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Long Wu did not answer, but stared at him seriously.

"Long Wu, do you still remember the battle between Jiayi and Long Meng in the Seven Gates Competition six years ago?"

In that battle, Jiayi's injury failed to heal, and Xiaomeng won by luck. Long Wu recalled for a moment and replied briefly.

"Long Wu, this battle between you and me can be regarded as a marriage battle! Since the mildest has lost to the wildest, then the Golden Boy of the Sacred Domain Gate must defeat the Flying Dragon Gate Crazy Dragon!" Ding Wuji's tone became excited, his fists clenched, a smile appeared on his face, and he stared at Long Wu tightly.

"Can you do it?" Long Wu's tone was not sarcastic, he simply didn't believe his current state.

"Long Wu, when do you think men are the strongest, the most stubborn, and the most unwilling to admit defeat!" Ding Wujian asked through gritted teeth.

"When you are determined to protect your beloved!" Long Wu's eyes widened, and he also understood what he meant.

"Even if there is a sea of swords and fires, I have to cross. It's not that I'm angry with you, but I've made up my mind! Long Wu, it's not you who I want to win, but Qiao Jia. Thank you for waking up!" Ding Wujian showed his white teeth and smiled.

"Senior Sister Liu is several realms higher than us, if even I can't win, there is no basis for what I say?" Long Wu was aroused by him, and asked with a sneer.

"If it's unfounded, you'll know right away!" As he spoke, Ding Wuji's breath slowly rose, and the power of the soul around him floated in circles of thick mist-like white halos.

"Heavenly Statue Sanctuary!" Ding Jiayi smiled happily.

"It turned out to be the Heavenly Statue Sanctuary!" He Beiyi was also surprised, and He Xi and the others naturally didn't understand.

"What's so unique about this Heavenly Statue Sanctuary?" Long Meng hurriedly asked.

"I've only heard about it. It is the same as the Cangtianmen's 'Soul Locking Technique', which far exceeds the emperor-level strong horizontal technique. It's the fame of the Ancestor of the Sacred Domain Sect!" He Beiyi explained solemnly.

"Brother Ding, that's good!" He Xi nodded.

Light Cliff can feel that this move is by no means comparable to the iconization of ten thousand decisions.

There should be an emperor-level grade!, he said secretly in his heart.

In this way, the outcome is unpredictable. Guangya frowned and spoke solemnly.

"Even so, my brother won't lose!" Long Meng plucked up his strength to answer.

Hearing this, Ding Jiayi also became angry: "Who said it, my brother won't lose!"

"Idiot girl, you're still doing it, aren't you? Long Meng said loudly.

"What's the matter, I'm not going to lose this time. The two women began to quarrel again.

He Xi reminded loudly: "Be quiet, otherwise they will be distracted!"

The two women were unwilling, glared at each other, and turned their heads angrily.

Above the Pavilion of the Holy Domain, Liu Qiaojia quietly peeked, looking at Ding Wujian who was entangled in the holy statue exercises in the distance, she bit her lower lip, grabbed her long skirt, and silently cheered for him...