The old turtle carried Di Jin's huge body and seemed to be slow, but with a small step, he jumped over the Tianhu Sea and descended the main peak of Lishan Peak. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheerfully with Di Jin, the yellow-shelled old turtle exuded an amazing aura, swimming in the high sky of the Lingxu Sect.

A cold wind was blowing, and a newborn long hair fluttered in the wind. Di Jin's thin lips turned up slightly, and he calmly looked at the various peaks and wooden cliffs of the Lingxu Sect.

His eyes returned, he received a sudden induction, and looked at the main peaks, and in an instant, each main peak burst out with streams of brilliance, during which the fluctuations of the Yuan Infant Monk were no less than four streams, the most violent was an earth-shattering red light that burst out from the main hall.

As the red mangs approached the array of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, what people felt was a momentum of wind and rain, and beams of light accumulated in the sky above the Yin Xuan Pavilion.

Di Jin's heart was determined to meditate: It seems that the four Yuan Infant Peak Masters and Cliff Masters of the Lingxu Sect, including the Sect Master Lingdaozi, have all been dispatched! As for the sect of the Lingxu Sect this time, it looks like it is completely open, quietly waiting for the disciples of the other two sects to enter.

The three factions argued, the Lingxu Sect was not afraid of challenges! The sect was wide open, waiting for the other two factions to come and challenge the Cloud Disk Array belonging to the Lingxu Sect.

"Xiao Huang, how bad this fight and kill!" frowning, Di Jin's fair face was a little displeased; Raising his head, Di Jin pulled the old turtle's whiskers, glanced at his mouth, and pointed to the location of the Lingxu Pavilion at the outer gate of the Lingxu Sect.

Di Jin's heart was wondering, should I hold on to this opportunity to see how the situation is at the outer gate, first, maybe I will meet Li Changyu, the protector of Proud Sword Villa, and the two of them can go and see the fat Taoist boy Liu Hengxu who claims to be a disciple of the inheritance, I haven't seen him for a few days, and I don't know what happened to this little brother?

The yellow-shelled old turtle stretched out its long neck, turned around, moved its body, sank suddenly, and flew to the position of the Lingxu Pavilion pointed by Di Jin.

On the array disk above the Yin Xuan Pavilion on Yin Xuan Island, the pavilion master Ye Xiaoqian stood quietly on the top of the cloud disk, looking at a three-foot-big Three Yin Youlian in the middle of the three factions, and smiled slightly on her stunning voice.

The Three Yin Lotus, this birth is extremely difficult, it must be catalyzed by the exercises of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, and in addition to the symbiosis of the Yuan Infant of the Great Achiever, it can be said that the Three Yin Lotus itself is a spiritual treasure.

The aura in the sea area of Beacon Mountain this time is even more intense because of the formation of the mountain closure array.

"This time, the first is to test the current strength of the Spirit Void Sect, the second is to help her Spirit Treasure Three Yin Youlian absorb more of the spiritual power of the Great Mountain Sealing Array laid by the disciples of the three sects, and the most important thing is to find out the reality of the life and death of the senior brother!" Ye Xiaoqian's national color Tianxiang's ice muscle jade bones showed a little worry.

If it weren't for his apprentice Liu Yeqing personally telling him that Senior Brother Di Jin was still alive, maybe he would have thought he was dead forever, but since he could be seen in a small place like Da Zhou.

And it's been so many years, so forbearing; Ye Xiaoqian could even clearly know where Di Jin would go! As long as he was the real bloodline of the Di family and the high-ranking Lianxu True Immortal, then he would definitely go to the Lingxu Sect! If nothing else, Guangguang had to go to the Lingxu Sect's mountain treasure that was enough to support him to turn the situation around-"Thirteen Fortresses!".

In the turn of her mind, Ye Xiaoqian's voice was full of heavenly fragrance, and she smiled slightly, and said secretly: Regarding this secret, I'm afraid that even the sect leader of the Lingxu Sect, Lingdaozi, doesn't know, but she knows! Because it was when she saw Di Jin's lower realm with her own eyes, she sealed this secret treasure in the Lingxu Pavilion.

On the array plate of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, the faint lotus flower absorbed the strong growth of the spiritual energy, exuding the breath of the Yin Xuan, making the exercises of the Yin Xuan Pavilion disciples below more sophisticated;

Ye Xiaoqian sat quietly in the air with a wheel in her hand and watched the sky, and at this moment, a cold and majestic shout spread throughout the sky!

"Well, your Yin Xuan Pavilion dares to privately provoke the three factions to argue, this is going against the sky!" On the Yin Xuan Pavilion array, the Lord of Lishan Peak was useless holding a Cloud Pavilion sword, against the Yin Xuan Qi of the Three Yin Youlian in the clouds, and shouted in a deep voice: "Senior brothers, senior brothers, don't you hurry up and enter the array to discuss the Dao!"

The Lord of the Wood Cliff, Fan Shaojian, looked like a pale-faced sick ghost, but after hearing the useless words of the sky, he couldn't help but shoot out the natal spirit weapon with righteous indignation: "Fanged Sword!"

"Since my Lingxu Sect can be in charge of the position of the main sect, how can I wait for a thousand years to be said lightly!"

A sharp jagged fangs drilled rapidly, breaking through the formation above the cloud disk, and the Lord of the Wood Cliff Cliff bore the brunt of it and sat down in the road.

The rough appearance of Qiao Badao, the peak master of Taoyang Peak, rubbed his fists hungrily, and pulled out a mouthful of blood knives from behind his back, looking at the Lingdaozi and Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, who were standing on the Yin Xuan Pavilion array plate, the treasure knife let out a long roar, emitting a cold cold light, and just lay flat on the cloud disk like that.

"Ahem... Cough...!" A distant old gasp interrupted everyone's thoughts, and the sky of the entire Beacon Mountain sea area was covered with a mouthful of broken ancient swords!

In an instant, a huge and sharp broken sword was inserted straight into the array disk of the Yin Xuan Pavilion. Between the dust and the sand, an old hand drew a broken sword.

"How can such a good thing be without me, Jianchi!"

Ye Xiaoqian's beauty wrinkled, but she didn't expect that the old blind man of the sword mound also came, looking at the sword momentum of the Ten Thousand Swords, he pushed his hand, and a cold aura spread out of the sky, causing snowflakes to fall in the sky.

"Senior Sister Ye, why are you so strong?" Ling Daozi shimmered, revealing his figure from the hidden air, it seemed that he had reached it early, but now he had only revealed his trace. A roll of dust, shooting out one after another of the laws of the avenue, the cultivation of the early stage of the incarnation is undoubtedly revealed.

There is no doubt that among all the people, the cultivation of the Lingxu Sect's Lingdaozi is the highest, and the Lingdaozi just stepped on the cloud disk on the pieces of cold ice and snow flowers that Ye Xiaoqian scattered.

He glanced at Ye Xiaoqian, and said to a scholar-like man in cloth who fell out of the crack in the space: "Senior Brother Fang Yu, why don't you all come out quickly!"

"Oh?" Fang Yu, the master of the Withering Peak Peak, hid in the cracks in the space with the head senior brother Ling Daozi for a long time, until Ye Xiaoqian's cold ice broke some spatial imprints, and then followed the senior brother to reveal his figure, he got up and waved his clothes, and the fan flicked wildly.

"Whoa-!" The folding fan in Fang Yu's hand broke away from his hand, and the fan surface suddenly enlarged, forming a shocking spiritual pressure, and the fan slapped countless stormy waves, swimming in the sky.

"When did the Proud Sword Villa and the Yin Xuan Pavilion become such a shrunken turtle!"

"Senior Sister Ye, why don't you see the second elder of your Yin Xuan Pavilion?" Fang Yu, the master of the Kuzhi Peak, smiled, walked to everyone and took back the folding fan, without any anger at all, swayed from side to side, and walked to the white-haired and dying Proud Sword Villa, the previous owner of the Zhuang Jian Chi, and said: "Senior Brother Jianchi, why don't you see Jian Ming, Jian Ren, and Sword Demon, the three senior brothers?"

"Brother Fang Yu, why do you have to lower your body like this, I'll wait for it to come out!"

I saw that among the dilapidated flying swords that were originally floating in the air, black light flashed, and three broken swords, and the sound of the sword continued to fall into the eyes of everyone with proud sword intent.

"The sword is in the dark, once you enter the sword, life and death are at ease in the destiny of heaven!"

"Jianren, Yiren Sword, manipulate people's emotions!"

"Sword Demon, Sword Demon, invincible under the edge!"

On the array of Yin Xuan Pavilion, the ghostly light flickered beside Ye Xiaoqian, and two black-robed old men appeared, talking about three broken swords, and commented among the crowd.

"The Fang family's kid's thousand-feather fan is also extraordinary, and the conception of the natal primordial baby has been completely advanced into a spiritual weapon. ”

Fang Yu, the master of the Withered Peak, hugged his fists and nodded slightly at everyone present: "Where, where!

"Hmph, Fang Yu, you don't have to say much, sit down and talk about where did you come from, so much nonsense!" Tian Wu's handsome face looked coldly at the Withered Peak Peak Lord Fang Yu's clean and straightforward words.

Lingxu Sect Leader Ling Daozi looked at the eleven Yuan Infant Stage monks present with a raised eye, plus one of his own incarnation early stage great monks, and said with a grim face: "Ye Pavilion Master, can the three sects start arguing about the Dao?"

Ye Xiaoqian, the master of the Yin Xuan Pavilion, was wearing a light blue robe, wrapping the soft curves, and her beautiful and moving face was not confused at all, and she quietly looked at everyone and said, "Lingdaozi, do you think you are the only one who can't turn into a god?"

Lingxu Sect Sect Leader Ling Daozi's eyes were picked, could it be done?

"Humph!" Jiao Yu snorted coldly, Ye Xiaoqian recalled the Three Yin Youlian that absorbed the aura, and inhaled it into the Purple Mansion, and suddenly the Yuan Ying merged into the Youlian, and a cultivation in the early stage of the incarnation shocked the audience.

"In my opinion, the location of the main island today should also be changed!"

"Hmph! The power of foreign things, how can it be the enemy of my orthodoxy!" Ling Daozi's ordinary face snorted coldly, and he couldn't help but stand up and sigh silently: "Senior Sister Ye, let's sit down and talk about it! You and I are originally one of the three factions of Beacon Mountain, so why be angry!"

"Oh, is it?" Yin Xuan Pavilion Lord Ye Xiaoqian poured out Youlan indifferently, and glanced at Ling Daozi, the sect leader of the Spirit Void Sect.

I saw that the other three broken swords stood upright, and let out three screams.

"It's just a fart!Lingdaozi, you old bastard, occupy the main island, naturally say so, I am proud of the Sword Villa!Why do you only fight on this auxiliary island, which is less than one-third of the main island!" The sword demon's cold voice came from a purple broken sword.

"This time it's not just for the sake of the Dao, but more importantly, to re-plan the allocation of resources!" said the steady voice of the sword from another dark broken sword.

"I have been condensing a sword in my life in Proud Sword Villa, how can you know the suffering of my Auxiliary Island's lack of resources to cultivate!"

"You guys are laughing, my three junior disciples are comprehending the power of the Heavenly Sword, so they turned the sword into a sword, deliberately not showing their true body!" The gray-haired dying old man gasped and looked at everyone.

The elders of the Yin Xuan Pavilion and the Spirit Void Sect glanced at each other, but no one dared to despise this dying old man's sword pool. Proud Sword Villa is the only sword cultivation sect among the three factions, and it is well known that he has condensed a sword in his life! And this sword pool, as the owner of the village, has been stationed in the sword mound all the year round, and today he dared to bring three junior disciples who were condensing the heavenly sword to come, it must have something to rely on.