The high-grade spirit stone, the spiritual qi transforms into shape, and the little snake is its body.

On the jade platform, this little snake coiled, extremely smart, the crystal body was like amber, and the aura was so strong that it could hardly be dissolved, and in an instant, many seventeenth generation disciples had red eyes, that is, sixteenth generation disciples, and they were also short of breath and couldn't restrain themselves.

The general trend in Qingyun Valley is condensed, and above the cloud platform, the peak lord of the peaks and the elders of the Taishang suppress one side, but they cannot suppress the general trend of the sword peak.

The purple gas of the sword peak is smoking, a great trend like a pillar of heaven, noble and indescribable, crystal clear, and brilliant.

Ten jade platforms stand in the valley, attracting everyone's attention, as long as they can get any of them, they can be compared to the ordinary elders of the sect, which is a big harvest.

What's more, the high-grade earth spirit stone among them, even many elders are also hot-eyed, a high-grade spirit stone, which is comparable to a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, is often not seen, it is already suppressed as a heritage, and it will not be taken out easily.

Immediately, the Ming Bing Daoist threw out another jade book, the jade book was blue and white, rising straight in the wind, turning into the size of three zhang, suspended in the void, and from it, the names and surnames of many disciples were manifested.

Qi Tian frowned slightly, but on it, he didn't see his name, vaguely, the leader of the sixteenth generation of the eight peaks, some top figures, and several people in the top ten of the seventeenth generation of Xiaobi were not on it.

It's Yunfei, his name is very conspicuous, and he is one of the first people to fight.

Seeing the sound of the Taoist, Qi Tian showed a little strange look, but he didn't speak, he climbed the cloud ladder and sat down cross-legged beside the Taoist.

A jar of purple bamboo brew was put aside, Qi Tian was not polite, and he drank several sips after opening the mud.

Bafang Yuntai, the corners of some elders' mouths twitched, this peak master and disciple, but there is really no law at all, and they don't pay attention to everyone's eyes when they see the Taoist, but they just intersect with the Monkey King Wine Altar, overlooking the battle that will unfold below.

After a few breaths, in the void, the jade book bloomed with divine light.

Ming Bing Daoist raised his eyebrows slightly, sat down in front of the jade case, and said in a deep voice: "Fight!"

In an instant, eighteen divine rays of light came out from the jade book, leading to the eighteen disciples respectively, and one fell on Yun Fei's body.

His eyes were like electricity, his body was like Yue, Yun Fei walked towards a Taoist platform, he was dressed in a gray robe, his black hair danced, and the purple bamboo sword behind his back was like a golden cast, a sharp edge of the air came out of his body, sharp and cold, many disciples let open the way, and their eyes showed a look of shock, Yun Fei walked over, and many people actually felt a great crisis.

Eight Peaks Yuntai, some Taishang elders raised their eyes, their eyes fell on Yun Fei, revealing a little surprise, Qingyun Peak Yuntai, Ming Bing Daoist glanced at Ming Jian Daoist, and then fell on Qi Tian, but he withdrew his gaze before the sword body burst out.

Under the nine-sided cloud platform, many disciples scattered and walked to different platforms, nine platforms, everyone had their own choices, but this time, more than half of them walked to the platform where Yunfei was.

Half a year ago, Qi Tian suppressed dozens of disciples of the Eight Veins in the Purple Bamboo Forest of Sword Peak, and many people had resentment in their hearts.

Jianfeng Yuntai, the wine jar in Qi Tian's hand was slightly sluggish, and he swept under the Yuntai, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On the platform, Yun Fei stood with a long body, the purple bamboo sword in his hand, pointing obliquely at the earth, he raised his black hair, and a clear sword groan gradually rose on his body.

"Yunfei!"

On the opposite side, a Qi Xia Peak disciple sneered, the cold light in his eyes burst out, and the blazing Dao rhyme rose up, as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of red paperweight was punched, this paperweight was a foot square, rising against the storm, turning into the size of seven zhang, and directly towards the top of Yun Fei's head.

There were crimson flames burning, the air was distorted, and countless vacuum marks were cracked, and under the Dao platform, many disciples had bright eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "Knowing the upper realm of the gods, this Qixia Peak Chihe Ping said that it is not obvious mountain dew, I didn't expect to cultivate to such a state, I am afraid that in less than a year, I will be able to integrate the Dao rhyme, evolve the Dao potential, and enter the realm of the nine heavens of the clouds." ”

"Suppress, suppress that Yunfei fiercely!"

"Yun Fei was suppressed first, and after that, there were several big names to deal with the sword body, this big competition, we must completely suppress the two of them in the sword peak generation!"

Many disciples have resentments, gambling and curses fiercely, several demons of the sixteenth generation have not arrived, they don't believe it, Qi Tian can really compare with it, at this time, first suppressed Yun Fei and got some things back.

On the platform, dozens of red flames were sprinkled on the red paperweight, and the air was scorched, as if a sea of fire was about to fall around Yun Fei.

Groaning - At this moment, the clouds flew, the purple bamboo sword trembled, and in an instant, it was like a dragon's groan, and the purple bamboo sword slashed, showing a series of mysterious sword marks in the void, and the sword rhyme of gold and earth was diffused, and it instantly condensed in the body of the purple bamboo sword.

"Shattered!"

Yun Fei drank violently, his footsteps moved, his body was as sharp as a sword, the sword aura of the two elements of gold and earth was fierce and strong, and a sword fell, as if it was going to cut the earth and tear the heaven and earth apart.

The air was sliced, and a vacuum sword mark stretched for several feet, directly through the red flames, and fell onto the red paperweight.

Bang - that Chihe was covered in a huge shock, the Dao paperweight was split by a sword, the edge of the Zizhu Sword was exposed, Yun Fei stepped out, and instantly came to the front, the sword body slammed, shattering his Dao power, and slapped it directly off the Dao platform.

"Dao Li can't suppress his sharp sword qi!"

"How is it possible, in addition to the sword body, when did the sword dao have such a transformation!"

Many people couldn't accept it, they looked at Yun Fei differently, in the crowd, some sixteenth generation disciples vaguely saw something, their expressions were solemn, and their eyes showed a strange look.

Jianfeng PTZ.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother would actually fuse a type of Golden Earth Sword Technique so quickly," Qi Tian couldn't help but exclaim, "The fusion of the two top-grade sword techniques, the native gold, although it is only a prototype, but the power is already extremely close to the Earth Splitting Sword Technique, if the senior brother completely fuses it, I can't say, in a few years, my Sword Peak will have another Earth Splitting Sword Technique." ”

Taking a sip of purple bamboo brew, he saw that the Taoist glanced under the cloud platform, and said: "This is his chance, how long the road can go in the future depends on himself, sometimes, it is not because the opportunity is enough to obtain the avenue, and the same is true for my sword dao immortal vein." ”

Qi Tian nodded, if he realized, the immortal path has no basis, and he must always introspect.

The moon changes, under the nine-sided cloud platform, the divine light surges, the fighting spirit rushes into the sky, the ten years are bigger than the moon, many disciples watch the battle, have a comprehension, and no one leaves.

At the same time, some sixteenth-generation disciples swept their eyes out of Qingyun Valley, as if they were waiting for something.

Qi Tian noticed the gaze of several people, his eyes glanced slightly, his eyebrows were in the divine court, and the two golden sword seals were uncertain.

In the ten-year competition, the top figures and above can be exempted from the first battle, and no one has any objections, all of which are caused by the accumulated reputation, and the combat power is amazing, surpassing the disciples.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the war spirit almost swept away the nine days of the gang, and the moon fell with divine light, which was blocked by the war intent, and it was impossible to fall into the Qingyun Valley.

Three days have passed, Yunfei has fought ten battles, the golden earth sword qi has broken through all the laws, the Dao power cannot be added, the Dao weapon cannot fall, and it has been broken one by one by the Zizhu Sword, this kind of combat power has really made many disciples frightened, and everyone has affirmed that Yunfei has changed, and may have broken the shackles of the sword, and no one dares to despise it again.

More than 1,000 generations of disciples, after three days and three nights, there are only 100 people left on the jade book.

At this point, some disciples realized that the two of Jian Feng had both stepped into the hundred.

They quickly swept over Qi Tian's body, and on the jade book, there was no Qi Tian's name and surname, and they thought of half a year ago, the battle stained Lingxi red, and blood was shed in front of the purple bamboo forest, which shook the entire Qingyun.

At this time, on the top of the gimbal, Qi Tian sat indifferently, there was no killing intent around him, the wind was light and light, many disciples could not imagine that half a year ago they actually had such a hot hand, almost in one day, dozens of eight-vein disciples cut off the path, and there were two top figures among them, who could not be spared.

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The hundred disciples have been decided, and the jade book has changed again, and on the other half of the jade book, fifty names suddenly appeared.

On the gimbal, there was a flash of sharpness in Qi Tian's eyes, and when he saw the names and surnames of several people, his heart began to boil.

After a while, he looked outside the Qingyun Valley, and the eight-strand avenue began to flow, gradually giving birth to the meaning of being unsheathed.

Boom - Below the cloud platform, the nine platforms disappeared, and a hundred feet of the platform rose again, crystal like jade, with dozens of formation patterns imprinted on it, faintly connected with the earth, revealing a round qi.

The disciples were silent, at this moment, on the jade book, one hundred and fifty names, each of which can trigger the nine veins of the wind and clouds, in the next ten years, it will be the peak combat power of the younger generation of the Qingyun Sect, and some of them are very likely to walk out of the Qingyun and completely set foot on the land of the Eastern Earth.

"Ripping Soil Peak!"

"Qixia Peak Nie Qing!"

"The leaders of the seventeenth generation are here!"

Outside Qingyun Valley, there were no waves, but everyone felt a majestic avenue slowly rolling over, as if it was hooking the earth, making many disciples couldn't help but hold their breath.

Yun Bi Mandarin came in a curling manner, her body was graceful, her body was fragrant, her face was as cold as water, it seemed like a piece of cold ice, colder than before, this time, she was alone, no one was accompanied, it actually made everyone have an illusion of ice and jade.

In the past, at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain, she was injured by the sharp edge of the battle word, and saw many people clearly, half a year and months, she transformed a lot, as soon as she stepped into Qingyun Valley, her eyes rose and fell, and she turned her head towards Jianfeng Yuntai, and immediately closed her beautiful eyes.

Although they had not opened their eyes, all the disciples could feel two cold and piercing gazes passing through the void, and many of them felt a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help but be a little shocked.

For a long time, Yun Biyuan dropped her eyes, opened her eyes, didn't say a word, and walked towards the Lotus Peak Yuntai, many people looked at her back, like an iceberg, with snow lotus swaying, crystal flawless.

(To be continued)