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The storm is coming, and all the forces are gathered, and some of the superior figures are also hidden in the shadows, wanting to witness this battle for the throne.

The Ascending Dragon Throne, each of which is extremely noble, is the pinnacle of the young generation of the entire Eastern Earth Divine Prefecture, and the superlative person who will compete in the five lands in the future.

The wind and smoke are not strong, there is silence outside the Qingyun Sect, the green mountains do not move, the blades of grass bend over, and the immortal spirit mist is condensed, as if it has been suppressed on the ground by an invisible force, mixed with the earth qi, and has become a turbid cloud.

The Qingyun Sect also fell into silence, many disciples looked outside the sect from afar, above the sky, a layer of haze shrouded the Qingyun Sect, the purple qi was covered, and the Ruixia was dim, but it was never completely annihilated.

"The existence of the three kings who once overwhelmed them still has some confidence. ”

"It's a pity, at the end of the strong crossbow, he was born at the wrong time, this generation is not his world. ”

"The Golden Cicada Buddha will also come, it is rumored that this Golden Cicada Buddha once released a word to cross a sword cultivator to go to the West Heaven with him to learn scriptures, this period of time, but it angered many children of the three major sword Taoist families to take action, but the result was that they were crossed one by one. "If this Qi Tian is immortal, I am afraid that the Golden Cicada Buddha will also transform it, the innate sword body, but the rare physique, I think, the Golden Cicada Buddha will definitely move."

Many of the Taoists were talking, but soon, they stopped their voices because a footstep suddenly reached their minds.

Every step seems to be stepping on everyone's hearts, every step shakes everyone's soul, what kind of control is this, almost in an instant, grasps everyone's heart rhythm, this is a terrifying realm, penetrating, terrifying.

A young man came from afar, he was dressed in a dark gold god robe, stepped on oolong boots, and a dark golden god in his right hand, he walked in a dragon and a tiger, and his long dark golden hair was crystal clear, each of which was as thick as a hill, blowing in the wind, and the vacuum was twisted and faintly cracked.

"Nantianmen Shaomen Master Mohai!"

"I didn't expect him to be the first to arrive, in the past half a year, this person has fought in all directions, many killing gods of the younger generation have fallen into his hands, and there are two refining the origin dragon qi, and the king of killing gods who stepped into the bone exchange realm escaped from death in his hands, a Xuantu avenue, heavy as ten thousand, Xuantu Shenge, is a mountain that can collapse, and the legend weighs 36,000 catties. 1 Shen Ge obliquely pointed, Mohai walked slowly, the footwork seemed to be unfast, each step out, the purpose was dozens of zhang away, after ten breaths, it came to the front.

He was burly, and his body was full of dark gold, as if he was cast with divine iron, revealing an indescribable and powerful divine power.

"Qi Tian!" Mo Hai exhaled, just like ancient mountains collapsing, the earth cracked, and the sound of boulders rolling down instantly resounded for hundreds of miles, and through the mountain protection array, it shook above the Qingyun Sect.

The wind and clouds were rising, the Qingyun Sect was nine hundred and eighty-one peaks, and everyone's eyes were on the top of the sword peak.

Seventeen generations of disciples, some of the new disciples are just curious, and more people are showing hope and entering the Qingyun Sect, in the past three years, what they have heard the most is the legend about a person.

It's just that after three years of silence, I can't help but feel depressed in the hearts of many new disciples, whether it is rumors or something else, there are some things that I have not seen with my own eyes, and there will always be regrets in my heart.

Now, many people are waiting, and they want to witness the legend in their hearts.

Sword Peak Purple Bamboo Forest.

Qi Tian sat cross-legged, the purple bamboo sword was horizontal on his lap, at the center of his eyebrows, four black and white sword prints were circulating, he swallowed his nose, and one after another black and white sword gangs as thin as hair spat out, faintly, there was thunder and vibration, as if a thunder tribulation was brewing.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and two sword lights burst out, crossing the ten zhang land, piercing the vacuum.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, but he closed them again.

An ice bridge rose from Qingyun Peak, and he condensed in the air, extending towards the outside of Qingyun Peak.

Between heaven and earth, the Xuanbing Avenue is surging, the boundless cold air gathers, this ice bridge communication avenue, the crystal bridge deck is imprinted with a golden dragon image, Bu Qingyun walked from the ice bridge, his white clothes are like snow, the Xuanbing Divine Spear in his hand is buzzing and whining, between his walks, a majestic dragon roar rises to the sky, and the true dragon qi that is condensed like a substance spreads out, turning into a pale golden torrent, and rushes towards the outside of the Qingyun Sect.

"True Dragon Blood!"

Mo Hai's heart moved, and his eyes showed a little surprise: "I didn't get the origin dragon qi, I can actually awaken a wisp of true dragon blood, it seems that there are not a few refined dragon vein luck, but in the end, it is mixed and impure, how can it be compared to the pure origin dragon qi, the improvement is limited, but it is also a king who kills gods, and it is better than nothing." ”

Sifang Mountain Range, many Daoists sighed, this Mohai is indeed qualified to say such a thing, because this person not only got a wisp of origin dragon qi, but also got some dragon blood when the Southern Regions Stone City cut a piece of dragon yuan stone, and its true dragon blood is pure, I am afraid that it is not under the nine young immortal masters who have the blood of the immortal ancestor in the Nine Heavenly Court.

Walking Qingyun, he crossed a ten-mile ice bridge, descended on the earth, the Xuanbing Divine Spear in his hand was horizontal, pointing at Mohai from afar, and said indifferently: "What are you, come to my Qingyun Sect to make noise." ”

Mo Hai sneered, waved the Xuantu Shenge in his hand, and said: "In the end, the Taoist from the small sect does not understand the etiquette at all." ”

"Idiot. ”

"What did you say!"

Mo Hai's face froze, his eyes burst with murderous energy, and a thick wave of earth set off around his body, as if the earth was shaking, he hunted in divine clothes, and a terrifying true dragon aura rose up.

Bu Qingyun glanced at him and chuckled: "I have walked the world, I have seen begging, but I have never seen begging, idiot!"

Laughing angrily, Mohai Shenge raised his head and said in a cold voice: "Originally, I came to find that Qi Tian, since he didn't dare to come out, I will kill you first, in the end awakened a wisp of true dragon blood, you can rest assured, I will not let you die easily, I will cut off the flesh on your body one by one, and let you know what is called disaster from the mouth!"

"Usually, dogs that bite people don't bark. ”

Bu Qingyun spoke again, Mo Hai was slightly stunned, and then understood.

"Bastard!"

He shouted angrily, and the white light around him floated, and the Heavenly General's armor appeared on his body.

Boom one by one Xuantu Shen Ge broke the vacuum, with this Mo Hai killing the sky, dozens of zhang of mountains condensed from above the Shen Ge, at this moment, Mo Hai stabbed out seven seven forty-nine Ge, a full forty-nine mountains collapsed down, covering nearly ten miles of land at once.

The vacuum was shattered, and nearly ten miles of earth turned into a killing domain, and no matter what was stirred into it, it became powder and could not be retained.

"Terrible, this Mohai is really angry, with all his strength, with the help of the armor burst out four times the combat power, with his cultivation of the bone exchange one dragon realm, he is the strong man of the ordinary two dragon realms, under the art of killing war, he also has to drink hatred, which is enough to compete with the strong men of the three dragon realms, and even win the battle. "This kind of combat power is already close to the old generation of the Four Dragons Mirror, and it is difficult to suppress it. ”

"The younger generation has grown to such a point, in the prosperous era of Shangji, I am afraid that it will really reappear, and the troubled times are coming. ”

Many Daoists smelled such a breath, and their hearts were shaken, although they had already guessed for a long time, but now that they mentioned it again, they still had palpitations.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar seemed to descend through ancient time and space, and at this moment, Bu Qingyun made a move.

The spear in his hand stabbed out, there was no mystery at all, but the Xuanbing Avenue was derived to the extreme, a killing art of war unfolded in his hands, communicating the ancients, a lion head and dragon tail of the beast appeared behind him, up to a hundred zhang, a vicissitudes of the ancient qi diffused, the vacuum was frozen and cracked, turned into ice powder and fell, this is an extremely terrifying scene, a faint golden light permeated above this strange beast, the breath of the real dragon was swirling, as if it had life.

This shot did not return, the strange beast roared, the blade of the gun was bright, and the mountains collapsed, like a broken bamboo, almost in an instant, this shot pierced through the seven seven forty-nine mountains, directly in front of Mo Hai.

"Dragon Lion! Ancient Beast King Dragon Lion! The killing art cultivated by Qingyun this step is really extraordinary, and he can actually communicate with the ancient beast king and descend his clone, although with the help of a wisp of true dragon blood, but this killing art of war is definitely derived from a divine power, and the small divine power does not have such great power at all. ”

And at this moment, in the face of the approaching spear of Bu Qingyun, Mo Hai was horrified, he used all his strength to kill the art of war, and it was easily broken by someone like this, at this time, he could almost feel the cold blade in front of him, and the skin and flesh on his chest gave birth to a tearing pain.

Bu Qingyun approached, his spear opened and closed, each shot communicated with the ancient dragon and lion, the power of the dragon and lion, the broken mountain and the broken mountain, the cold Xuanbing Avenue sealed the void, and the vacuum became ice powder and fell, every time he received a shot, Namohai took a step back, and after nine hundred and eighty-one shots, the Xuantu Shenge in his hand finally screamed and flew out by the shock.

Bone Changing Two Dragon Realm!

Now, Mohai finally sensed Bu Qingyun's true cultivation.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Mohai was about to fall under the gun, in the distance, two loud shouts shattered the vacuum, and the two elders of the Nantianmen were killed.

One by one, the commands were abrupt, and a long sword groan sounded, pointing directly at the two Supreme Elders.

The sound of this sword groan was unremarkable, but it seemed to contain the sound of Zunyin, and the sharp qi flowed with the sound of the sword, outside the Qingyun Sect, many Daoists felt pain in their flesh and skin, at this time, it seemed that there was an extremely small Dao sword cutting their Dao bodies, it was hard to imagine what kind of edge the two Supreme Elders of Nantianmen who bore the brunt of the South Heavenly Gate had to bear. (The big war is about to start, fellow swordsmen, pick up your monthly pass Dao sword and stab a few swords, the more ruthless everyone is, the more fierce the war will be!)

(To be continued)