Bu Cangsang was stunned, and immediately agreed: "Okay, you and I are determined!"

He held the cane with one hand, took off the small wine jug on his waist with the other, took two sips into his mouth, and said, "Please!"

Ji Chengche looked at the small wine pot in Bu Cangsang's hand and said, "Can I drink two sips?"

Bu Cangsang was stunned and said: "This is the medicinal wine I use to suppress the fire poison in my body." ”

Ji Chengche said disapprerovingly: "As long as you can't drink the dead, it's done." ”

Bu Cangsang threw the small wine pot to Ji Chengche and said: "It's not that I'm reluctant, but this medicinal wine is full of stamina, you'd better stop tasting it." Otherwise, without my intervention, His Highness himself would be as drunk as mud. ”

Ji Chengche took the small wine jug, took it in his hand and slowly rubbed it around, before putting it under his nose and sniffing deeply and said, "Fragrant, good wine!"

He raised his head and took a sip, and sure enough, the cold was as cold as a knife in his throat, and a chill instantly spread all over his body.

"It turns out that there is a purple dragon tongue in it, no wonder the medicine is so violent. ”

Ji Chengche knew it in his heart, and threw the small wine pot back to Bu Cangsang and said: "There is not much wine left in the pot, and I feel very warm." ”

Bu Cangsang hung the small wine jug back on his waist and said: "It's just a sip of wine, why worry about it!"

"Master," Wang Rou actually came back again, standing ten zhang away and reporting to Ji Chengqing: "Everyone has withdrawn from Baizhang, and the second master, Ma Fairy and others outside the venue are guarded, don't worry about someone harassing you, you can rest assured." ”

Ji Cheng said: "You also retreat farther away, so as not to be injured by mistake." ”

Wang Rou responded and took a few steps back.

Bu Cangsang said disapprerovitously: "That's it, it's not bad for multiple people to testify!"

After he drank the medicinal wine, a bewitching red light gradually appeared on his face, and his spirit seemed to be much more uplifted, and his speech seemed to be more vigorous.

"Ding!" The cane on the left side lightly touched the ground, and his body suddenly pulled up, like an arrow from the string rushing into the sky, his body leaned forward slightly, and the cane in his right hand was raised high above the top, and fell towards Ji Chengqing.

In an instant, his figure turned into a streamer in Ji's clear eyes, as if it had penetrated the space and condensed the distance, unable to catch and unable to lock the attack.

Ji Chengche had once comprehended the ghostly body technique of the demon night, but it could not be compared with the speed of the assault at this moment. If the demon night is a snow leopard sprinting to hunt for food, then the vicissitudes of life are a traceless hurricane!

Therefore, Ji Chengche didn't look at the vicissitudes of life, and he didn't hesitate to blast out the Hundred Dragons Mantra the moment the other party got together.

"Woo-" Hundreds of fire dragons danced wildly in the sky, like fire trees and silver flowers lighting up the night sky of Shanglin Yuan, weaving layers of dense and violent fire nets around Ji Cheng's body.

No matter how fast he walked, no matter which direction he struck, he would inevitably find himself bound to collide head-on with the raging fire dragons!

Who knew that the figure of the vicissitudes of step was slightly stagnant in the air at a height of ten zhang, and then swooped down like a fish flying shallow bottom, unbelievably shuttling between the narrow gaps of the fire dragon, and approaching three zhang above Ji Chengqing's head in an instant!

The staff of his right hand was like a crossbow bolt full of bowstrings, and the murderous aura was full of bright white cold light, which looked extremely dazzling in the dark night.

"Woo-" Ji Chengche instantly sent out a second spell, and a cyan rush seemed to rise out of thin air like a stormy wave, majestic and invincible, and slapped towards the vicissitudes of life.

Bu Cangsang sighed in a low voice, but he didn't expect Ji Chengche to cast witch spells so quickly, and there was almost no break between the two spells, like mercury pouring out in one go, and this attainment alone was no longer better than how many witch sect spiritual cultivators in the world.

"Khoop!" the cane in Bu Vicissitudes of Life fell like lightning like a thunderbolt, like an ice knife inserted into a boiling oil pot. The cyan hurricane "snorted" and scattered, pierced by the bright white light.

Ji Cheng's eyes were calm and clear, and he firmly fixed on the falling cane, exhaled and blasted out his right fist.

Bu Vicissitudes saw that Ji Chengche dared to seal his "Snow Walking Stick" with his bare hands, and his heart couldn't help but be stunned.

It must be known that he used a full eight success forces for this blow, and although the impact of the Wind Spirit Spell was slightly reduced, it was definitely not something that a young man who had just entered the Yuan Realm could carry it with his fists alone.

At this moment, the light between the fingers of Ji Cheng's clear right fist suddenly soared, bursting out thousands of wisps of light, like a spring silkworm spinning silk curtain wrapped around the downed cane.

As soon as the snow treading staff in his hand tightened, it was like a swamp and it was difficult, and the speed of the shot down was immediately greatly reduced.

"Spell binding!" Bu Cangsang shouted in a low voice, only to see Ji Cheng's right fist pounding the void knot and hammering it firmly on the staff.

"Bang!" The snow treading staff in Bu Vicissitudes of Life trembled violently as if it had been struck by lightning, and his body involuntarily bounced up and swept over Ji Cheng's head.

But what really surprised Bu Vicissitudes was the spell.

- This is the third spell issued by Ji Chengqing!

Bu Vicissitudes knew better than anyone how fast he could strike, but he still couldn't stop this young man from indirectly issuing the "Hundred Dragon Spell", "Wind Spirit Spell" and "Binding Spell" with the flick of his fingers, and the speed of casting the spell was far beyond his expectations, I am afraid that the spiritual cultivation of the Jade Wheel Realm is no more than that!

Fortunately, Bu Vicissitudes had long known that Ji Chengche was not easy to deal with, otherwise there would not be so many Heavenly Taoist masters planted under him one after another.

The moment the cane in his right hand flicked up, the snow treading staff in his left hand fell sharply like a cone of broken sacs, piercing Ji Cheng's chest!

This style of "Yellow Sparrow in the Back" right cane is just a false move, but the real killer is this left cane that leads but does not fire.

Who knew that Ji Chengche seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, the snow-stepping untraced staff of the vicissitudes of this step had not yet been attacked, and his figure had suddenly flipped backwards with the help of the power of his fist, and his legs were raised towards the sky and stepped towards the sky!

"Keng!" In the flash of light, the soles of Ji Cheng's feet had already kicked on the snow treading staff, but this taste was not pleasant, like beating a fleshy fist on an iron plate.

If that's all, Ji Chengche can still hold on, the problem is that the surface of this iron plate is actually full of invisible barbs!

"Sneer-" The invisible energy that burst out from the snow-stepping staff pierced into the soles of Ji Qing's feet like ten thousand ice needles. If it weren't for the body of the holy dragon, I am afraid that his legs would be crippled on the spot, and from then on he would be a good partner with a pair of canes and the vicissitudes of life.

Rao is like this, Ji Chengche also hurt so much that his legs were numb, and his body turned upside down, and he vaguely saw that the snow treading without a trace of the vicissitudes of life was only slightly stagnant, and then he flew down freely.

Ji Chengche didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the knife box standing on the ground with both hands, and erected it in front of him in his arms.

"When!" the snow treading staff struck the knife case, and the sound of sparks splashing was crisp.

Ji's clear body couldn't withstand the impact of the huge staff force, and he fell backwards holding the knife box, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth.

Bu Cangsang's eyes were fixed, and he knew that this battle was coming to an end, and the gap between the two realms could not be made up by Ji Cheng's spiritual martial arts cultivation and talent.

In fact, the higher the realm, the less likely it is to cross the border challenge. Last time, if there was no Xuanshuang to help, Ji Chengche would not have been able to defeat the difficult real person in front of the Burning Rock Pass.

It is precisely because of this experience that the vicissitudes of life chose the location of the challenge in Shanglin Garden.

After all, the sky above the entire Tiandu City was a forbidden area for flying, not to mention that a Xuanfrost dragon flew into the imperial garden adjacent to the imperial palace?

However, a flash of light suddenly lit up in front of the vicissitudes of life.

The knife box was shaken open by the snow treading staff, and a thick and simple black magic knife was revealed from it, like a king who had been sleeping for thousands of years inadvertently appearing, and it only took a moment to shake the whole world.

"Fetal Yuan Divine Knife!" Bu Vicissitudes of life's flushed face was filled with disbelief and surprise, and his eyes involuntarily fell on this demon divine knife with countless magical legends and glorious history, as if it had been absorbed by a magnet and could no longer be moved.

This is one of the only six artifacts in the Metaverse, and it is not so much a knife as an invincible legend and supreme glory!

Ji Cheng's figure was like a wind wheel, and with the help of the power of his legs, he had completed a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation in the air.

His hand was held on the handle of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife, and a wonderful demonic intent struck his heart, causing a resonance in the Heavenly Spirit Sea in an instant, and the true yuan in his body was surging and the divine sense was majestic, as if a song was played.

The blade is out of the sheath, the blade is as thick as a mountain, the surface is mottled like the traces of time, and it is silently telling something.

"Hmm-" The spiritual sea in Xiao Qiankun seemed to burst the embankment, and it was pulled out with a mighty roar and poured into the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife.

"Hum-" The divine sword roared, like the roar of ten thousand thunders exploding in the ears.

Ji Chengche only felt that his mind and even every part of his body melted like water waves and air, blending with the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife in his hand, and then incredibly turned into a part of this dark night.

He could even faintly sense the breath and rhythm of the Metaverse Origin, a mysterious invisible qi machine that was summoned from the void and absorbed into the blade.

Although this qi machine is extremely weak, it makes people feel that it is powerful and terrifying, as if a faint flame has been thrown into a straw pile, and the wind can ignite a sky-high fire!

With the infusion of Gang Qi, the ancient and almost scarred magic patterns on the Sword Saint lit up one after another.

It's a pity that Ji Cheng's cultivation is far from the Demon Lord Xuanyuan Kunlun back then, and this magic pattern is only slightly shiny.

Even if it was just like this, the blessings of strange powers had already poured into Ji Cheng's little Qiankun like the Yangtze River!

Ji Chengche couldn't help but the drum whistled, and the whistling sound echoed with the sound of the fetal Yuan Divine Knife, and the corresponding soaring, such as two divine dragons soaring on the top of the 90,000 miles of clouds.

It doesn't matter if he can't help himself, but he doesn't know how many people in Tiandu City were startled from their sleep, and how many people woke up and couldn't sleep all night.

Ji Cheng's mind was clear, and even the vicissitudes of life in front of him were as if they were gone, and he was deeply immersed in the earth-shattering light of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife.

He waved it with a knife, and drew the first stroke of the ice chapter.

The blade flashed and fierce, fierce and fierce, like a divine punishment and heavenly punishment, so that billions of living beings had nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide, only to bow down and accept the judgment of the king.

"Boom!"

After a crisp sound, the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife passed through the middle of the Snow Treading Traceless Staff.

The snow treading stick was broken into four sections in response, and the cross-section was smooth as a mirror.

The placket on the chest of the vicissitudes of life suddenly cracked, and a puff of blood shot out!