In Lingyin Village, the big trees like mountains, the outside looks normal, but the inside of the big trees covered with green leaves, in one of the places the fog is filled, and the fog is denser than other areas, and there are even vortices here, which has attracted the attention of some people in Lingyin. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"They're absorbing the spirit. ”

"If I remember correctly, it's the twelfth hour!"

"What? this..."

"Hmph, a group of people from other villages, what qualifications do they have..."

Elder Li felt a little bitter in his heart, in the generation of Lingyin Village, there were no more than ten people who could hold on for ten hours when they were in Lingze, and they were all Tianjiao figures in Lingyin Village, but this Xianyin person, although there were only four people, but each of them could exceed ten hours, and obviously, how many people like Yan Xitian were still in Xianyin?

Moreover, two of the four people had been more than twelve hours, which made the old man's eyes shine even more. The girl with the broken arm clenched her small fist in her right hand, but there was no way to stop it, this realm spirit tree could not be controlled by people after all.

"Xianyin is really talented!" Elder Li forced out a smile and said dryly.

"Where, where. Feng Qianmu could naturally see that the old man's smile was a bit far-fetched, and he responded quietly. Feng Qianmu didn't expect that Han Zixie would be able to hold on for so long, but when he thought of the shadow soaring technique that Han Zixie had cultivated, he was immediately relieved.

A bright moon hung in the night sky, and under the illumination of the moonlight, the Boundary Spirit Tree emitted a faint green light, forming a unique scenery of Lingyin Village under the night, which was fascinating.

Fifteen hours passed, and the girl with the broken arm clenched her fist tightly, her knuckles were a little white, and a cyclone actually appeared around Han Zixie and Mi Qianding, revolving around the two.

"Qi Ze Xuan? this..."Elder Li couldn't control his emotions anymore at this moment, and with his concentration, he actually exclaimed.

This Qi Ze Swirl is in the legend, their ancestors only appeared once in Lingze, only in the legend, the village of the ancient books are recorded, I didn't expect Xianyin to come to the two of them to this level.

His eyes changed when he looked at Feng Qianmu, in his opinion, this was deliberately done by Feng Qianmu or Xianyin Village, deliberately picking a few highly qualified little monks to come here, the main purpose was for the grace of this spirit tree, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and his face was ugly.

There were some beings in Lingyin Village who appeared near Han Zixie and them at this moment, almost all of them were shocked and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Fifteen hours, it is said that the ancestors were also fifteen hours, this..."

"I didn't expect this immortal pride to be so terrifying!"

This scene made a trace of fluctuations appear above the spirit tree, although it was very faint, it was still noticed by Feng Qianmu, although this old man has a very high status in Lingyin Village, and his strength is not low, but, to be honest, Feng Qianmu really doesn't care about it, only the place where the fluctuation just now made him a little jealous, but he made up his mind, as long as he is there, no one can interfere with Han Zixi and Mi Jinding.

Elder Li also understood that with the wind and thousands of mu, they had no way to do anything, so they could only watch dryly.

At this moment, Han Zixie's eyes trembled, his eyelashes dripped down, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Han Zixi open his eyes, Elder Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his anger had not yet relaxed, and he immediately stared at him, with a look of disbelief and incredibleness.

"This can't be..."

The girl with the broken arm seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and looked at Han Zixie in amazement.

Originally, Han Zixi felt very comfortable in his heart, and he was already very satisfied, but when he saw that Mi Qianding was still absorbing, he immediately stopped doing it.

He Han Zixie can lose anyone, but he can't lose to Mi Qianding, his eyes are red, he gritted his teeth, his mouth opened wide, he sucked up at the mist, and after a few sips, he found that it had no effect, but suddenly his eyes as bright as stars turned, and his hands pinched the trick, which was actually the seal of the Shadow Soaring Technique.

The moment he completed the seal, countless figures flew out, shocking everyone present, including Feng Qianmu and a certain being above the spirit tree.

Twenty-one ......

Twenty-one flew out in just a short moment, and the number is still increasing.

Forty-nine ......

Han Zixie found that in this Lingze, his flying shadow was actually quite suspicious, which made him happy in his heart, and a low roar came out.

The Flying Shadow suddenly increased to eighty-one, which made Feng Qianmu also surprised.

These flying shadows shuttle between the spirits formed by this aura, and the body is constantly doubtful, as if it is a kind of evolution, which is a kind of creation for Han Zixie, Feng Qianmu waved his sleeves at this moment, and nine sword shadows appeared, surrounding the four directions, like a sword array, protecting Han Zixie.

No one could keep it, and in a flash, twenty-four hours passed, and a monk's breath appeared from Qi Qi's body, but it quickly disappeared again, and then slowly woke up from his meditation. He shook his hand gently, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"These two... Twenty-four hours? I didn't dream?"

"That white-robed boy just now seems to have broken through the monk's fluctuations?

"But... What kind of magic is that gray-clad boy, so weird, and he seems to be able to continue?"

Those beings in the surrounding area were originally still sitting and watching, but now they couldn't sit still, and stood there one by one, not knowing what kind of expression on their faces.

Demons!

Elder Li's evaluation of Mi Ji Ding in his heart, Mi Ji Ding almost broke through to the realm of a monk, but he didn't expect that he was actually pressed down by Mi Ji Ding and did not break through, which shows that Mi Ji Ding's plan is very big.

Seeing Han Zixie's abnormality, Mi Zixie's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart was shocked, and he gritted his teeth tightly, being able to support twenty-four hours was already his limit, and he really couldn't understand why Han Zixie had the ability to surpass himself at this moment.

roar

A heavy low roar came out of Han Zixie's body, and the flying shadows around him actually increased to one hundred and twenty-eight, surrounding him, densely packed, flying at extreme speed, rolling up a storm of spiritual energy, but this scene fell in Feng Qianmu's eyes, but it made him shocked.

Because he saw that there was only one expression of those flying shadows, a strange smile appeared on his calm face, including his body, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a trace of evil rose, and he was a little inexplicable when he was seen by Mi Qianding, Yan Xitian and Xia Beina, as if Han Zixi at this moment made them a little strange.

Feng Qianmu took a step, came to the top of Han Zixie's head, and pressed towards Han Zixie's heavenly spirit, a silver rune flew out of Feng Qianmu's palm, enveloping Han Zixie, and all the flying shadows flew back to Han Zixie's body, and the silver rune page disappeared into Han Zixie's body, and Han Zixie slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Qianmu landed on the leaves, sweat broke out on his forehead, and even his breathing became heavy, and he withdrew the nine lightsabers.

"He's a coil..."Elder Li was also shocked, and even had fear in his eyes.

Feng Qianmu nodded lightly, interrupting Elder Li's speech, seeing Feng Qianmu nodding, Elder Li even trembled and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Seeing the abnormality of the two, a thunderbolt flashed in Mi Ji's eyes, and in addition to Han Zixie's abnormality, Mi Jiding had a faint guess in his heart, but he was not sure, so he pressed it in his heart, and he also paid attention to Han Zixie.

In this way, the grace of the Spirit Tree that had gone through twenty-five hours came to an end, and Han Zixie and Mi Jiding also left an indelible mark on Lingyin.

Twenty-five hours... Is this the Immortal Hidden Man?

This is the bitterness in the hearts of all the hidden people, the disbelief that they have to believe, the fact that they have no way to deceive themselves.

The people around left with a shock in their hearts, no matter what, the matter had come to this, but when some people looked at Han Zixie, a cold glow flashed on their faces, and the fluctuations above the Realm Spirit Tree also dissipated.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Han Zixi was a little dazed, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him with a hellish look, he scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Especially when he saw that Mi Qianding had actually woken up, and he also looked at himself with that kind of eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart, glanced at Xiao Tiantian, smiled with satisfaction, and then shook his little hand, put his back behind him, looked up at the top of the spirit tree, and showed a touch of pride on his face.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the place where Han Zixi looked up was the direction in which the fluctuation appeared.

In that direction, near the top of the Realm Spirit Tree, there is a tree hole, only the hole of the tree hole is dozens of zhang in size, the light from the outside world can shine in without hindrance, in the tree hole is a huge space, hundreds of zhang wide, nearly a hundred zhang high.

The interior is brightly lit, the furnishings are all furnished, and there is even a courtyard loft built on the edge.

In the deepest part of this tree hole, there is a place similar to the main hall, but the ground is woven of tree vines, and there are lampstands at certain intervals, on which there are balls of light that glow with white light, and each lampstand has a guard standing guard, and there is the sound of water droplets dripping from time to time, making this place seem relatively secluded.

In the center of the end of this tree hall, there is a large chair also woven of tree vines, on this large chair sits a person, a middle-aged man, wearing a navy blue robe, long hair shawl, wearing an emerald green gem forehead guard on his head, his face is full of stubble, his face is resolute, his expression is not angry and arrogant, and his body occasionally has the phantom shadow of a sword piercing in and out, which is amazing.

If there was no obstruction from the sight of the Realm Spirit Tree, it could be found that he and Han Zixie's gaze was staring at each other.

"Can he see me?" the man was startled, and then a little speechless, knowing that this Han Zixie was a coincidence.

Hehe, I was shocked by the heroic Uncle Han, alas! How lonely is invincible. Han Zixie looked arrogant and stood on the edge of the leaves.

"Let's go!" Feng Qianmu was a little helpless at Han Zixie's appearance, so he said to Elder Li.

After a stick of incense, they came to the tree hole above this, and seeing such a magnificent tree hole, Han Zixi lingered all the way, his big eyes shining.

But when Feng Qianmu and they just arrived at the entrance of the cave, suddenly a strong wind blew out, blowing so that Han Zixi couldn't open his eyes, and his body had to retreat.

A green light came rapidly from the cave, and within the green light was a sword shadow dozens of zhang long, and the speed was close in a flash. Feng Qianmu's sword eyebrows were furrowed, the red light of his left eye covered by his hair pierced out, his hands were raised, and then he sank down, and countless sword shadows appeared around him, glowing with orange light, forming a sword cover to resist the green sword shadow.

The sword qi at the door of the tree cave flew horizontally, and every sword qi could destroy a monk in an instant, if Han Zixi was not protected by the sword cover of the wind and thousands of mu, they would have already lost ashes, but even so, there was blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"Lingyin, what does this mean?"