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It was night, the moon in the sky was in the sky, the white moonlight exuded immeasurable brilliance, and everything in the world was like a thin white veil under the illumination of this moonlight.

On Peach Blossom Island, there is a pavilion made of green bamboo, on which it is called Jicui Pavilion. At this moment, under the light of the bright moon, the Jicui Pavilion exudes vitality. At this moment, the Jicui Pavilion is like a jewel that constantly attracts the moonlight, wisps and rays of moonlight continue to gather here.

If you look closely, it is not the Jicui Pavilion at this time that is attracting the moonlight hanging from the sky, but a person standing on the Jicui Pavilion. A Zhao Zhijing, dressed in a white robe, stood alone on the pavilion facing the evening breeze. Looking at it, I saw that between its swallowing, the bright moonlight condensed in front of it, and suddenly a fist-sized bright moon appeared. If it is said that the bright moon only has a trace of the shadow of the bright moon, the small moon at this time is slowly swaying in the breeze, which looks particularly illusory in front of the eyes, as if it will dissipate in the breeze in the next moment.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing, who fell into the eyes of Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, was like a Kunpeng, and his huge mouth opened. The bright moon, whose fist size seemed to be illusory, was suddenly swallowed by Zhao Zhijing's mouth.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's eyes suddenly closed, and the aura around his body converged sharply at this moment, and he in a white robe became like a mountain stone standing on the Jicui Pavilion at this moment, without a trace of the breath of a living person.

The next moment, in the eyes of Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong, this humanoid mountain stone suddenly emitted a bright brilliance, just like the bright moon in the sky.

But at this time, Zhao Zhijing, a fist-sized Yuehua swallowed into his mouth, and suddenly a cold feeling like a thousand-year-old ice went straight into his body, this white light flowed, Zhao Zhijing felt that every meridian in his body, every acupoint seemed to have a grain of ice crystals condensing at this moment.

This coldness has no effect on Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Zhijing, whose heart is as hard as iron, is like a third party, looking at everything in his body coldly. Calmly controlling Yuehua's trail, he quickly fell into a pitch-black dantian. At this moment, the dantian that has not been illuminated for 100 million years, the sea of ruins that constantly rotates and devours the heavens and the earth, at this moment, a bright moon rises, and it suddenly brightens.

In the dantian, the true qi of the ruins was running rapidly, and the power that devoured heaven and earth suddenly increased at this moment. The bright moon hanging in the air fell into the sea of ruins. At this moment, the true qi is like a grinding plate, the wisp of moonlight is worn out, this wisp of moonlight containing the essence of heaven and earth, suddenly scattered in the true qi in the dantian, the true qi that was originally like a mist, at this moment there is a trace of condensation, and a little starlight is swaying in it.

At this moment, it was as if the true qi that was originally a gas was about to turn into a liquid true element. But because the ancestral aperture in the center of the eyebrows was still not opened, the wisp of creation-like aura failed to pour into the dantian, and the essence of heaven and earth only had a small wisp, and this true qi was still true qi, and it failed to turn into a true element.

Outside, Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in a green robe, held the jade flute horizontally in one hand, and looked at Zhao Zhijing standing on the Jicui Pavilion at this time with bright eyes, and Hong Qigong on the side, holding a jasper bamboo cane, with an interesting look on his face, quietly looked at Zhao Zhijing in front of him, and his ruddy face had a strong look of expectation.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light with a long length of light **** came out of Zhao Zhijing's eyes, like two sharp swords exuding a cold aura. The divine light converged, Zhao Zhijing slowly turned around, his cold gaze, like the immortal god in the sky looking down on the world, without a trace of popularity, slowly spoke: "Today is really a good month, and it is also a creation to be able to discuss with the two under the bright moon." ”

When the words fell, Zhao Zhijing's white figure suddenly disappeared on the Jicui Pavilion, and the next moment it was like a feather, silently falling in front of Huang Yaoshi. Suddenly, a slender finger pointed out, and the white brilliance flashed, and the fingertips had already reached Huang Yaoshi's body.

Between the lightning and flint, Huang Yaoshi stood in front of his chest with a vertical palm, and the huge power in his body flowed in a flash of green light, and ten percent of his power suddenly exploded.

The slender fingers were already in the palm of his hand, and Zhao Zhijing's figure did not stop, stepping out in one step. The finger power suddenly increased at this moment, and the cold aura suddenly eroded towards Huang Yaoshi's palm. Huang Yaoshi's cyan figure was in the moonlight, and it suddenly flashed and had already retreated.

Looking at Zhao Zhijing, who was standing upright on the bluestone slab, Huang Yaoshi's eyes showed a look of surprise. Feel the chill in the palm of your hand. When he looked at it, he saw a thin layer of ice crystals condensed on Huang Yaoshi's palm, glowing with a cold brilliance under the moonlight.

The true qi in Huang Yaoshi's body suddenly worked, and a wave of heat emanated from his body, only to see that the few grasses under his feet turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The thin layer of ice on his hand slowly turned into mist and dissipated in the air, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted, only to see that there was already a dark red fingerprint on the palm of the baby-like hand.

Seeing the different color on Huang Yaoshi's face, Hong Qigong on the side suddenly laughed, and his face showed a touch of yearning. In the midst of laughter, Hong Qigong said: "I always call the flowers to try it too, what is the beauty of this refining god?" The words fell, Hong Qigong stepped out step by step, and his somewhat curved back became straight at this moment, standing upright under the moonlight like a pillar of heaven. The light sound of the step by step was like a giant beast stepping on the ground at this moment, making a huge sound.

Dressed in rags, he walked step by step like a giant standing up to the sky. The figure flashed, and the jasper bamboo cane in his hand suddenly pointed towards Zhao Zhijing. At this moment, the slender bamboo cane was like a spear piercing the heavens and the earth, tearing apart the air curtains in the air. True air swirling, a ray of golden light circulated on the jasper bamboo cane, and that huge power condensed on the jasper bamboo cane.

Feeling this tremendous power, Zhao Zhijing's face still did not change at all, and his expressionless face shone with wisps of light under the moonlight. The jasper bamboo cane approached quickly, Zhao Zhijing slowly raised his hand, and a red light swayed on his white jade-like fingers, and suddenly a summer-like heat emanated from the cultivator's fingers. Between the electric lights and flints, jasper bamboo canes and white jade fingers met in the air.

There was a crisp sound, and the energy suddenly flowed. Zhao Zhijing, who was dressed in a white robe, did not shake at all, and even his white robe only shook slightly. But Hong Qigong, who was holding a jasper bamboo cane, didn't have such luck, his figure suddenly retreated, and a scorching heat came from the cool jasper bamboo cane, Hong Qigong's palm holding the jasper bamboo cane felt a tingling pain at this moment, and suddenly opened his palm, and saw a few tiny scorch marks on the palm like a baby. (To be continued.) )