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Fan Qingyu was able to achieve such an entry in the sword cultivation realm, in addition to the amazing talent, the heart is no different, and the meditation on the way of the sword is also a very important reason, if not, it is impossible for the best talent to be like her, in the Jiazi can break through the realm of the primordial spirit, open the robbery, and after a hundred years of practice, it is about to break out.

Fan Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, her deep eyes glowing with a faint brilliance disappeared, and after a while, she sighed lightly, she still didn't have an accurate judgment about these two swords, maybe there would be a record in the Sword Pavilion, and there was another way, which was to find the mysterious sword cultivator who killed the real person of the Kunwu Sect's Yuan Shen, and let him make it clear again.

Then she didn't think much about it, and in a moment she sank into her steady.

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Between the vast mountains and forests, a girl in black walked through it ghostly, and if you looked closely, she was not in a very good state, her face was pale, her hair was scattered, and there were unhealed wounds on her body dripping blood.

A hundred miles behind the girl, another woman was chasing along the path that the girl had walked, the woman's demeanor was leisurely, and her steps were brisk, much better than the girl running in front.

It was Tang'er who kept fleeing in front, and the woman chasing behind was Chen Qing.

Chen Qing can obviously use her strength to catch up with Tang'er after hundreds of miles, but she adopts the method of driving sheep, whipping Tang'er every time she passes a distance, and it is divided at the slightest touch, leaving Tang'er the slightest opportunity to exert her strength and despair, so she is driven towards the direction of the black water step by step.

It's not that Chen Qing or her behind-the-scenes manipulators don't want to knock Tang'er out directly and take them away, but they can't guarantee whether Chen Qing can carry it down after Wunian who possesses Tang'er punches again, so hanging like this, and not letting Wunian and the three of them have a chance to fully rest and recover can only be the only choice now.

It has begun to approach the Cangming Mountain Range, which runs tens of thousands of miles from east to west, the terrain is no longer as flat as the middle of the Qinglan Domain, and it has begun to appear gradually steep ups and downs, Tang'er has just crossed a small peak two hundred zhang high, washing her body in front of a stream between the mountain passes, after a few months, she has already become accustomed to the two demon monks attached to her body, but the deepest hatred rises from the bottom of her heart from time to time.

Tang'er hated herself, hated the demon in her body, and hated all the monks who entered the ruins, if it weren't for them, her Yuwen brother would not have been injured or dead, and would definitely be by her side as usual, smiling and tolerating her willfulness and temper.

They all deserve to die, Tang'er's heart has been twisted, completely ignoring the original intention of the two of them to enter the ruins and knowing the danger they may face.

Downstream of the creek where Tang'er had stopped, a blue-gray shadow was rapidly coming across the valley.

This is a woman with a more distorted heart, Chen Qing.

In her consciousness, it is no longer a human existence, in addition to the female cultivator who originally tasted tea and discussed Taoism in the pavilion, a Mr. Wenguan was also born out of thin air, and finally there were three inhuman beings that she could not resist no matter how came to the sea of knowledge.

Chen Qing didn't know if she was dead or alive, she only knew that her happy life with Mr. Wenguan day and night had been interrupted, she was angry, helpless, and desperate, but it didn't affect her unconditional obedience to the huge coercion of those people in the sea of knowledge.

They told her to bring back the strange girl.

Then take it back with you.

Just don't disturb our lives in the future.

Like a wounded lone wolf, Tang'er suddenly stopped all movements, focusing entirely on the direction of the downstream stream, and in her spiritual perception, a blue-gray shadow was getting bigger and bigger until it filled the entire heaven and earth.

Here she came again, and the three of them whispered at the same time.

The next moment, Tang'er's body rose into the air, and less than three feet below her feet, countless fluttering pale green branches grew and twisted wildly.

The black lotus platform reappeared in the air, and Tang'er sat cross-legged in the middle, and her still childish face actually carried some majesty that only a Buddha statue could have.

A thoughtless face emerged from the center of Tang'er's eyebrows, and at the same time, a blood-colored bead began to hover above Tang'er's head.

"How will she attack us this time?" came Bloodhell's voice from the blood-colored orb.

"I don't know, we don't know much about her, we can only wait for it to change. ”

Chen Qing rushed forward this time rarely without using the sledgehammer she was used to before, but stood still when she was about a hundred feet away from Tang'er, and with Chen Qing's phantom-like movements, the stream under Tang'er suddenly surged, and countless water arrows shot through the wildly writhing branches to the lotus platform above.

Grace, Thoughtless's illusory face suddenly became clear, and he sent out a divine sense to stop the body of the Blood Prison from descending, and the black lotus platform became huge, like an open umbrella, firmly blocking all the water arrows below.

The water arrow made contact with the lotus platform. The water arrow, which didn't seem to be very powerful, was like a knife cutting through butter, splitting the lotus platform into countless tiny pieces in an instant.

Tang'er's body had risen to a height of thousands of feet long before the lotus platform was shattered, and the thoughtless expression in the center of her eyebrows changed from doubt to suddenness, and finally frightened and solemn.

Countless thoughts flashed through Wu Nian's mind, this feeling, if I guessed correctly, is definitely the weak water of the Yellow Spring, but hasn't it already been used by the Buddhist cultivation line to establish a reincarnation system? I don't know how many years have not reproduced some trace of it, and I only know about it in the ancient books of the sect, what is going on with this woman now? Demons, Buddhas, bodies, and dharma coexist?

Chen Qingke didn't care what Wu Nian thought in mid-air, she drove the law decision again, and thousands of water arrows closed together, like a dragon flying through the sky, and swept towards Tang'er again.

Wu Nian sighed, Tang'er's body instantly cracked countless small wounds, and the blood prison let out a low roar, dripping into Tang'er's shoulder, and the dense red silk threads began to work hard to repair Tang'er's body that was on the verge of being broken.

Tang'er's body turned upside down in mid-air, looking at the water dragon that rushed up directly below with an expressionless face, one punch went up, one punch sank, and he was about to strike down.

The water dragon suddenly dispersed, turning into a torrential rain and sprinkling it over the valley for several miles, and Chen Qing in the distance could not maintain an upright posture, and fell to the ground on his knees, smashing the hard mountain rocks under his feet into a half-foot-deep depression.

Chen Qing spit out a mouthful of dark green blood, and it took a long time for her to tremble and pull out her legs from the rocks, and raised her eyes to look at Tang'er, who had turned into a blood rainbow, a trace of fierceness flashed on her stiff face, and she continued to chase south leisurely.

She has time now, and she's not in a hurry at all. (To be continued.) )