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The killing lasted for several months and continued, I saw the powerful and mysterious formation of the people of the Yin family, and no one who set foot survived; I saw the power of the Che family's violent and domineering Huoyuan, holding a flame hammer, as if to temper the heavens and the earth; I saw the exquisite swordsmanship of the Lu family, the power of a sword, the god blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas; I also saw the superb skills of the three brothers of Xu Zhu, the yellow finch was behind, and the suffocating stick trap was simply shameless!

But they were undoubtedly the victors among the three thousand six hundred, because they had at least four knocking orders in their hands, and they had already met the requirements, but the battle was not over, and now most of the people were still alive, and those who lost still had a chance, and they had to snatch it back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info One person's strength is not enough, then form an alliance, and if you can't fight head-on, then sneak attack, there are no rules in this, no constraints, only life and death, only survival, as long as you want to live, as long as you want to win the order to knock on the sky, do everything.

And at this time, I slowly woke up. This retreat didn't take long, it was only a few months, it was just a flick of a finger for us monks, but in these few months, I did experience great suffering, the power of the fire element reversed the heavens, and I used fire as food, fire as drink, and I had to integrate into the limbs and bones to temper myself, as if I used fire to burn my internal organs, meridians, flesh and bones, so that they became one with them, and they also became fire, and finally reached the realm of leaving the heavens.

Leaving the Heavenly Realm, a strong person, such as Thousand Illusion Sect Sect Master Qian Hezi, and Ruguiyun Sect Sect Master Chu Yunzi, are just Heavenly Realm monks, however, when I set foot in this realm that countless people dream of, I didn't have a trace of joy, after all, such cultivation is fake.

What is fighting beyond the ranks, what is extraordinary combat power, it is just false, in front of the real realm, the gap between the two realms is as big as a chasm, then Huo Yuanqi is a Tianyuan realm monk, and there are countless people who have defeated the same level, but in front of Nanping Fengxue, he is vulnerable, and he doesn't even have the ability to force others to fight seriously.

Years of pride, years of pride, now it seems, how ridiculous.

Just as I was about to get out of the customs, the Yuan Shen Scroll, which had not moved for a long time, trembled slightly, and my mind moved, and the Yuan Shen Scroll suddenly appeared in front of me, but I saw that it opened automatically, presenting a blank space in front of my eyes, and at the same time, a suction force came, as if to pull me in.

After thinking for a moment, I stepped into it with determination......

In the eye, it is a simple but not simple room, the person I am possessed by the soul is an ordinary man who is about to enter middle age, with good facial features and delicate appearance, but the breath is ordinary, and the depth of cultivation can not be seen, but a pair of sword eyebrows are full of heroic energy, this person is meditating with his eyes closed, and he is very even between breathing and breathing.

"Jianqing, come out quickly. ”

An old man's voice came from outside the door, very kind, and it sounded like he should love this man very much.

The man opened his eyes, and two sword lights flashed, and they actually shot out, it seems that this man should be a very powerful sword cultivator.

"Uncle Feng, what's the matter?"

The man got up and went out, and saw an old man, although the old man's face was quite old, but he still had beautiful eyebrows, his own majesty and domineering, but there was a touch of love in his eyes.

"The Immortal Emperor has summoned, it's time for us to go. ”

"Well, Uncle Feng will go first, and I'll come later. ”

"Okay, everyone is waiting, you should hurry up. ”

After the old man finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he disappeared.

The man sighed lightly, returned to the house, took down a sword hanging on the wall, slowly pulled it out, and wiped it gently, the sword emitted a cold cold light, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

"War..... I don't know how much blood you're going to drink this time......"

The man sighed softly, and the sword was sheathed, and he stepped out.

The surrounding is full of pavilions and pavilions, grass pavilions and flower platforms, extremely elegant, and behind the rockery, is a wide field, there are dozens of people standing on it, all of them are white-clothed spirit swords, dancing immortals, and these dozens of people are exuding an extremely sharp and quite powerful sword qi, but also because they are standing together, the sword qi is fused, as if a towering giant sword soars into the sky, especially the few old men led by them, it seems ordinary, but no one feels that they are people, but swords!

This kind of lineup, this kind of sword qi, all I know, is only the Shenyu Lu family!

The man stepped away, and except for the old man who was known as Uncle Feng before, almost everyone showed a slight dissatisfaction.

"Lu Jianqing, do you think you are great when you let everyone wait for you here?"

The one who spoke was also an old man, but he didn't look old, but his hair was gray, and he looked quite old, and his face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were shining, not like an easy person. From his words, I can know that this is really the Shenyu Lu family.

Lu Jianqing smiled apologetically, bowed slightly and said, "Jianqing has made you wait for a long time, and I would like to apologize to you here." ”

Seeing Lu Jianqing's apology, the old man had no choice but to snort lightly, but Uncle Feng glanced at the old man slightly, faintly displeased.

"Alright, now that everyone has arrived, let's go. ”

Immediately, under the leadership of the old man who had scolded Lu Jianqing before, a group of people went outside and came to the front of the main hall.

In the middle of the main hall, there was a middle-aged man with black hair, whose face was as sharp and angular as an axe and machete, giving people a sense of majesty and majesty. At this moment, he was standing straight in the middle, closing his eyes and concentrating, hearing someone coming, his eyes slowly opened, but they were as dark as two black swirls, as if he could penetrate the void at a glance.

"Hahahaha, I've kept Lord Jiuxiao waiting for a long time, forgive me!"

A stiff and very incongruous smile squeezed out of the man's cold face, his eyes slowly swept over the dozens of people behind the old man, everyone looked at each other, and suddenly his steps were weak, and the sword qi around him dissipated slightly, and his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look again.

However, when the man's eyes fell on Lu Jianqing, Lu Jianqing's eyes suddenly shot out two fine lights, as sharp as a sword, and he didn't retreat after staring at him for a few breaths, which made the man can't help but squint.

"Yes, the Lu family's sword cultivation is famous all over the world, and it really deserves its reputation when I see it today. ”

Everyone's faces flushed slightly, they all knew that the man was not talking about himself, but Lu Jianqing, and he couldn't even bear a glance, so how could he talk about it.

Feeling the unkind gaze that everyone fell on him from time to time, Lu Jianqing's face was indifferent and he didn't care at all, but all this still didn't escape the man's eyes, and he looked at Lu Jianqing's gaze, and his satisfaction was even stronger.

"Hehe, this is the little nephew Lu Jianqing, a genius that my Lu family has not met for a thousand years, he has been cultivating swords for more than 30 years, and he has reached the peak of the Tianyuan Realm. ”

"Oh?" Hearing Uncle Feng say this, the man couldn't help but be a little moved, he had reached the peak of the Tianyuan Realm in thirty years, and he was still a sword cultivator, and he was indeed a rare genius for a thousand years.

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