Chapter Seventy-Three
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Ancient memories flashed through my mind, and in the past two thousand years, there were really few people who knew his real name. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Win Men handsome face twitched a little, and looked straight at Di Jin.
His fingertips slowly wandered and pointed to countless sands and gravel, and then jumped to a slightly raised mountain rock: "The position of this mountain rock represents Beacon Mountain." ”
"And everything in this starry sky is nothing but an inner world; As for the outer world, with your current cultivation, ancient and long-standing memories flashed through your mind, and in the past two thousand years, there are really few people who know his real name. On Winmen's handsome face, he twitched and looked straight at Di Jin.
His fingertips slowly wandered and pointed to countless sands and gravel, and then jumped to a slightly raised mountain rock: "The position of this mountain rock represents Beacon Mountain." ”
"And everything in this starry sky is nothing but an inner world; As for the outer world, with your current cultivation, he casually picked up the storage bag on the ground, and his handsome face twitched slightly! Looking at the Yin Xuan Pavilion disciples who were quietly stationed near the Lingxu Sect, he felt a little unfair in his heart and a little ashamed at the same time!
Lifting the storage bag is a throw! Under the urging of the cultivation divine consciousness in the foundation building period, the storage bag was thrown towards Ye Xiaoqian, the pavilion master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, like a meteor.
Di Jin understands that only his own strength is truly powerful, he bitters his cultivation in the foundation building period now, and bitters his own incompetence! Ye Xiaoqian in the god transformation stage can completely eat him to death!
It's just that he still can't ask for this storage bag! Because his surname is Di, he has his pride!
The yellow-shelled old turtle guarded Di Jin's side, and Di Jin touched the old turtle's head, a little unwilling. He knew that only the old turtle in the infancy stage was not enough to deal with Ye Xiaoqian!
But this lie still has to continue to deceive.
"Ye Xiaoqian! Don't be delusional, even if the young master only has the cultivation of the foundation building period left! The bloodline of the old Di family is not something that you can bully as a small monk in the transformation period!" A divine consciousness came out of the sea of consciousness of the old turtle, and the yellow hair on the yellow-shelled old turtle grew more and more, and there was a faint feeling of promotion of the bloodline; the stubby limbs also faintly began to grow and became a little tall! The top of the turtle's head even had a pair of bulging bags.
"Oh my God! I'm afraid this turtle is against the sky! I have awakened the bloodline of the dragon turtle!" the second elder of Yin Xuan Pavilion said softly to Ye Xiaoqian with squinted eyes.
Yin Xuan Pavilion Lord Ye Xiaoqian's face did not fluctuate, but he just looked at Di Jin and accepted the storage bag he had thrown over. Looking at Di Jin with deep eyes, he didn't expect that the little turtle that Di Jin had casually released in the sea area of Beacon Mountain would grow into a demon beast in the late Yuan Infant period! Not to mention that it still has the blood of a dragon turtle!
"Senior Brother Di has good eyesight!" With the fragrance of a faint orchid, Ye Xiaoqian took a few steps closer to Di Jin, lowered her body slightly, held her hair and smiled slightly: "Is this something that refuses to accept me?"
The breeze began to fall in this large array with a drizzle, and before they knew it, they had passed the end of the argument, and the scars on the hands of the disciples did not know how much they had piled up, and they looked back at each other and showed a trace of pain.
"Cultivators take their lives from heaven and resources from monks! In the end, isn't all this the same as that of mundane mortals?"
"Wow——" The baby-like cry of the yellow-shelled old turtle began to become heavy, and after a while, a faint dragon power was exuded, and the momentum of a high-ranking spirit beast was revealed.
"Groan——! groan!" the dull dragon groan shook out of the old turtle's mouth, with an innate coercion, and the thick and tall limbs were covered with golden scales.
The old turtle's velvet whiskers at this moment have completely turned golden, with a natural coercion, which makes people look up in awe.
The bloodline of the dragon turtle has been completely awakened.
"Tear!" The nostrils of the old turtle were like swallowing whales, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, and after a while, the aura in the large array was absorbed.
The bulging bag on the top of the old turtle's head burst open, and a pair of antlers completely grew, and a kind of dragon power emanated, with a fierce beast coercion of the god transformation stage, the old turtle completely advanced into a dragon turtle.
"I won't want your things! Ye Xiaoqian!"
Di Jin understands that only his own strength is truly powerful, he bitters his cultivation in the foundation building period now, and bitters his own incompetence! Ye Xiaoqian in the god transformation stage can completely eat him to death!
It's just that he still can't ask for this storage bag! Because his surname is Di, he has his pride!
The yellow-shelled old turtle guarded Di Jin's side, and Di Jin touched the old turtle's head, a little unwilling. He knew that only a ripple pierced through the clouds in the air, and suddenly a huge sharp sword appeared above the clouds!
The sword is more than ten zhang long, almost dominating the sky and shining on everyone's heads!
"Pavilion Master Ye, we might as well sit quietly first and see how the juniors are?" The sword pool that was sitting sideways, his silent eyes revealed bursts of excited gasps, and through the sword face of the remnant sword, the scene in the Spirit Void Sect was constantly reflected.
"Hmm~ Mirror Flower Water Moon?" Lishan Peak Peak Peak Lord's useless cold eyes stared coldly at the Zhuang Master Sword Chi of Proud Sword Villa, his eyes were raised, and his eyes were like torches looking at him!
"Heart Sword, Earth Sword, Heavenly Sword! I didn't expect this sword pool to really comprehend the remnants of the Beacon Mountain, and comprehend the Heavenly Sword with its own understanding!"
The heavenly swords made of the three condensed swords of Sword Ming, Jian Ren, and Sword Demon surrounded the owner of the Sword Pond, and sighed with pity for each other: "They have never regretted choosing the sword cultivation lineage!"
Lingxu Sect Leader Ling Daozi's face was not good-looking, and he was not optimistic about looking at the sword cultivator of Sword Pool!
"Sword Cultivator! Sharp Blade, Killing Fierce Qi! Cultivators don't rely on qualifications at all, but for sword cultivation, this sword pool's comprehension is really amazing! You must know that a hundred years ago, this sword pool was just a small Jindan stage monk!"
I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but I didn't expect that the heroic sword pool in the past turned into a dying old man, and that godless white pupil!
How could Ling Daozi not know that this was a sign of the condensation of the Heavenly Sword!
Beacon Hill has always had this saying: As soon as the heavenly sword comes out, who will compete with it!
Now, the Proud Sword Villa actually has three Heavenly Sword Cultivators who are about to be condensed! Not to mention the Sword Pool, a sword cultivator who doesn't know the depths!
Just by relying on that godless white pupil, it can be said that this sword pool is at least the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant!
It's just that I don't know if this sword pool has cultivated the legendary human sword.
While everyone was suspicious in their hearts, Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, smiled indifferently on her face, as if she had known it for a long time, and quietly walked in front of the owner of the Sword Pond with a burst of laughter: "Sword Pool, your Proud Sword Villa is really pitiful, it has been a thousand years before you are such a genius!"
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and his eyebrows raised: "Don't you think it's too condescending to stay in the sea area of Beacon Mountain?"
The hearts of everyone in the audience jumped, they had never thought about this question! Although the three factions were above the worldly mortals, for the large faction they attached to Beacon Mountain, what was the Proud Sword Villa? What was the Yin Xuan Pavilion! Even if the Lingxu Sect was in front of Beacon Mountain, it was just an affiliated sect!
"Ye Pavilion Lord is very calculating!, and the topic was bypassed in a few words!" Fang Yu, the master of the Withered Peak, gently instigated the Thousand Feather Fan and slapped a white light onto the remnant sword in the sky.
The huge remnant union had no effect in the slightest, floating in the sky, reflecting the light and shadow within the Spirit Void Sect.
"Brother Jianchi Dao, this mirror flower and water moon is so profound! I can actually see the scene in my Spirit Void Sect!"
"Senior disciples, it seems that the three factions of the Yin Xuan Pavilion this time were premeditated!" Ling Daozi's ordinary face showed a meticulous smile: "Perhaps, this discussion will be very interesting!"
"Void!" Ling Daozi's expression changed, and he drank in a deep voice. It was the beginning of the morning sun, and it was grabbed by a huge invisible hand.
Even the Heavenly Sword from the Sword Pool in the sky trembled faintly.
The huge white palm seemed to grasp a round of red sun, and it ruthlessly pressed towards the people of Yin Xuan Pavilion and Proud Sword Villa.
"Senior brother, this void is decided, I'm afraid it's a big success, right?" Qiao Badao, the peak master of Taoyang Peak, looked at the supreme divine power of the god transformation stage cultivator who controlled the heavens and the earth, and the spiritual power dominated almost the entire Yin Xuan Pavilion.
The huge hand fiercely crushed the people of Yin Xuan Pavilion and Proud Sword Villa.
"Oh, it's interesting, is the spirit void decision? This is your Zhenzong Technique!" Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, sat on the cloud disk with a three-yin ghost lotus in his hand, and his expression was indifferent to resist the coercion of the Divine Stage cultivators emanating from the Spirit Daozi.
Cultivators who have reached their realm are no longer confined to the struggle between mortal blades.
Every move often carries the power of the law between heaven and earth, so this mountain sealing array is laid out, not only can it seal the power beyond heaven and earth very well!
"Jianchi, don't hurry up!"
"Bracket noise!" Sword Chi's white hair was blowing in the wind, and his withered hand took the trembling giant sword in the sky, and stared at it: "Cut ——"
"Senior Brother——
The three Heavenly Swords condensed a killing aura!
"What about the transformation period! Lingdaozi and eat me and wait for a sword!"
The purple light of the sword demon sword bloomed, and the fierce shaking of the sky and the earth generally summoned streams of demonic light, stabbing straight towards the invisible huge palm.
"It's fun to fight with the sky!
The green glow in the sword and the wooden sword of the sword stabbed the people of the Lingxu Sect like a snake, and they were unstoppable!
"Stubborn!" "The sword does not have a trace of reverie, and the unsheath is a one-hit onslaught!
The wind and clouds in the cloud disk array surged, and there were faint bursts of thunder condensing for a while!