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Between the clouds and mist, I saw a white light passing by, like a meteor.

The white light was as fast as lightning, and it traveled hundreds of miles in an instant, from south to north.

This white light is the light of Qingyuan's clouds and fog.

Qingyuan's breath has been reined in with the technique of Qiankun closure.

Since cultivating into a cave Xuanlou, he has been able to investigate the truth behind many things, and he also knows that this Qiankun Sealing Technique has flaws, and he can even see through the defective parts, but this Qiankun Sealing Technique is from the hands of the Immortal Family, and even the mutilated version is specially arranged by the Immortal Family...... The Qingyuan Dao is insufficient, and the beating has failed to perfect the method of this level.

It may be possible to deduce it with an ancient mirror, and it will be able to be turned into a perfect method over time, but it is by no means in the near future.

And at this moment, he is the enemy of the whole world, and he has no intention of being distracted, and this perfection is left for the future.

"My Qiankun sealing technique is not complete, there must be a method of restraint, but this should be the secret method of Huanhua Pavilion. ”

"However, the Huanhua Pavilion is the Dao system of the colorless and fogless Heavenly Monarch in the south, and in the eyes of the Dao Ancestors, the matter of sealing the gods is the most important ...... in the world."

Qing Yuan secretly said in his heart: "If my guess is right, I am afraid that the Huanhua Pavilion will also make an exception to spread this secret method of restraining the defects of the Qiankun Sealing Technique." ”

Although he had guessed a little, he didn't disperse the Qiankun Sealing Technique.

This method of respiration allowed him to avoid several years of pursuit and killing by Zhengyi, the great disciple of the Righteous Dao Gate, which was extraordinary, and it was not difficult to use, even if the cultivators of all parties really learned the method of restraint, it was only when it was close to it that it could be detected.

If he lets go of the art of sealing the world, he will be like a bright moon in the night sky...... And now that the technique of sealing the universe has been used, it can be regarded as fireflies.

"Well, go to the north, maybe there will be a glimmer of life. ”

Thinking like this, Qingyuan inevitably sighed a little.

Originally, he found Qianzhang Cliff, a place where people and immortals had arranged, which was almost the best realm under the blessed land of the cave, and it was also an unexpected joy, but the Dao Ancestor was in the lower realm, making him an enemy in the world.

In Middle Earth, there are righteous Dao gates, there are righteous immortal Dao, and there are major immortal Taoist sects, and there are many scattered people.

Now I am afraid that the Liang State and the Shu State have begun to take a break from fighting, gather the strength of the cultivators of the two countries, and besiege him.

He originally went south, but there was the Huanhua Pavilion in the south, and the east was the pre-Qin mountain and sea boundary, and the west was the western Buddha land.

As big as it is today, there is almost no place for it.

Only the North...... There is still a bit of antiquity, but there is also a place of desolation, above the vast land, far from Middle-earth, there is still a glimmer of life.

Although he hadn't met anyone who killed him, Qing Yuan knew in his heart that after he left Qianzhang Cliff, the storm of killing and robbery would inevitably come to his face.

Thinking like this, his eyes were slightly gloomy.

Boom!

At this moment, a golden light suddenly hit from the side.

Qingyuan had expected it a long time ago, but he was not in a hurry, and when he reached out and pressed it, he saw the ancient mirror shining there.

The ancient mirror burst out of the mirror, fixing the golden light from the side, revealing its original appearance...... It was a magic sword, about a foot long, and its entire body seemed to be made of gold, shining brightly.

It's a magic weapon!

It was a real person who carried the magic weapon!

This person is also a famous real person in Nanliang, who is good at using swords, and is known as Yu Jianxian.

This real person looked like he was middle-aged, and his aura was awe-inspiring, but he was vaguely shocked at the moment, because his magic sword was actually fixed there.

However, the next moment, this faintly shocking was immediately shocked.

I saw Qingyuan press it in his hand, and his five fingers were closed.

The light of the ancient mirror mirror was adducted in an instant.

The magic sword trembled suddenly...... With the mirror light, it is included in it.

Then cut off from the inside and outside, the magic sword was completely cut off from this real person.

"You ......" Yu Jianxian's face turned pale, and his qi and blood almost flowed backwards.

"I took this magic sword. Qingyuan said coldly: "Get out!"

"Main ......"

Yu Jianxian's face turned blue and red, and he wanted to speak again, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

Qing Yuan could see clearly, that golden magic sword was obviously the only magic weapon in the hands of the real person in front of him, after many years of practice, the mana flowed, and the heart and blood alternated, it was already like an arm, although it was not a natal treasure, but it was also connected with his own hard work...... However, in the ancient mirror, heaven and earth are separated, and then there is a divine treasure Tianhe to wash, and before long, this magic weapon will become a part of the divine treasure Tianhe.

Qingyuan is now cultivated into a cave Xuanlou, you can see at a glance the weakness of this magic sword, this is the face of the magic sword, this can easily wash away the traces belonging to this real person, and soon the magic sword can be completely turned into one of the treasures of the divine treasure Tianhe.

Qingyuan's gaze retracted, indifferent, and then he was about to rise in the clouds.

And at this moment, suddenly a black rope came from below, lingering black smoke, as if it was about to entangle Qingyuan.

This black rope did not come quickly, Qingyuan could naturally easily dodge, but he did not dodge, stopped in the distance, and let the black rope approach, so he reached out and probed over.

Above the black rope, the black smoke was like a poison, and Qing Yuan held it with his flesh and blood, but it was not damaged at all.

As a real person, Yu Jianxian could see that this black rope was extremely yin and evil, and it was extraordinary, and he couldn't help but gasp when he saw that Qing Yuan greeted him with flesh and blood, and it was still undamaged.

And the person who made the black rope was extremely confident in his own black rope, and he was even more shocked when he saw this.

Qing Yuan stretched out his hand and shook it, and the black rope broke inch by inch.

But this black rope shattered, but more than a dozen black ropes burst out from all directions below, all of them coming towards Qingyuan, and the scene seemed to be ten thousand arrows fired at once.

Every black rope comes from a monk.

These nearly twenty people are all from the same sect, and they all use the same exercises and perform the same treasures.

"One poisonous dragon rope can't take you, how about eighteen poisonous dragon ropes?" The young man who had been broken by the black rope before, his face was gloomy...... It was a treasure that he had been refining for more than 20 years, and it was also the most important treasure in his hands.

After refining, it can be used to capture people, can be used to strangle people, and can even be as sharp as a knife, but what is really powerful is the poison above, even if it is only a little bruised, it will be killed.

And if it is an ordinary person, even if the poisonous dragon rope sweeps past him, it does not hurt himself, and only a trace of black smoke that overflows, it will make people die on the spot.

"I don't know how high or low. ”

Qingyuan stood in the same place, not dodging or dodging, his expression was cold, but a flame suddenly burst out of his body.

The crimson flame is like a divine fire.

This is magic, a mountain fire!

Fire can also restrain evil poisons.

I saw more than a dozen black ropes wrapped around Qingyuan's body that was full of flames, and they all turned into ashes at once, and those flames burned along the black ropes.

The more than ten cultivators were all terrified, and they all reluctantly abandoned this treasure that had been refined for many years.

Qingyuan looked down and did not speak, but his eyes were already full of disdain.

Bite off more than one can chew!