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Qingyun Valley, for the Qingyun Sect founder of the Qingyun Sect to open up with magical powers, contains the rhyme of Longmen Dao.

Yama Hall was born in Qingyun Valley, the ancient qi is circulating, and the ghost is full of spirits.

On the nine-sided cloud platform, many jade plaques were scattered, and only two jade plaques were still hanging in the sky.

The Nine Peaks Peak Lord is watching, the Elders of the Peaks are watching, the sixteenth generation disciples are watching, and the seventeenth generation disciples who walked out of the Yama Hall are also watching.

Step Qingtian, for the seventeenth generation of Qingyun Peak, three years ago the eight peaks of the small ratio, with the realm of the perfection of the Dao to break into the fourth layer of the mirror hell, alarming the peaks, vertical and horizontal seventeen generations, won the position of the leader of the eight peaks of the small ratio, and the seven people of Yunbi Mandarin are called the eight leaders of the seventeenth generation, three years have passed, and it is the general trend of winning the seventeenth generation.

As for Qi Tian, when he first entered the sect, the Ming Law Hall Dao touched the bones and alarmed the peak masters, and worshiped the sword peak with a pure gold body, and the name of the innate sword body was spread half a year ago, and the secrets of the sword peak were revealed one by one.

At this time, the two broke through to the seventh layer of the Sword Mountain Hell and became the only two left in the Yama Palace.

Knife Mountain Hell.

At the moment of stepping into the prison gate, Qi Tian's sword sense was triggered, and the relics were included in the dantian qi sea, and a cloud of innate sword qi wrapped it, blocking the breath.

The light of the Buddha dissipated, and suddenly there were infinite knife sounds that shook the heart, and a mountain of swords manifested in front of him.

In the vast and desolate blood-colored land, one hundred and eight sword mountains towered, and a mouthful of pitch-black divine swords trembled on the sword mountain, black light burst out, and the qi of the unjust soul almost condensed into substance.

There is blood flowing, and in front of each knife mountain, it has gathered into a blood lake, and the blood plasma is bubbling, and there are countless hands and feet struggling in it, and the resentment is soaring.

Bang -

A strong consciousness came, Qi Tian's complexion changed, the sword in his hand screamed, his whole person was like thunder, the entire sea of consciousness was numb, the sword body was stiff, and he couldn't control it.

In his mind, there seemed to be endless resentment howling, and the sword sense was worn out, and it took a few breaths before it was wiped out.

"Not good!"

Qi Tian is like a great enemy, the sword is slashed, each sword is like a willow with the wind, the sky is split, a strong and fierce consciousness is chopped, a consciousness is broken, he takes a step back, after a pillar of incense, he has retreated one hundred and eight steps in a row, the sword is dim, and the divine light is far less than before.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Tian understood, after a few more thoughts, he would inevitably be injured by this one hundred and eight sword mountains, and he would not use the relics to protect his body, this was already his limit, and after the Yama Palace, there was still a battle on the Dao platform.

The sword was put away, Qi Tian was not shocked, and let a thought of consciousness crush his body, and the entire sword body shattered and dissipated into the void.

Qingyun Valley, Jianfeng Yuntai.

The pitch-black jade plaque was suspended in the sky, slowly emitting a faint glow of blood, and dissipated into the void after three breaths.

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, three breaths, Qingyun Peak Yuntai, and the same jade plate dissipated above the sky.

Stepping out of the Yama Palace, the boundless ghost spirit abandoned, there is a fierce Huanghuang, driving to the nine heavens, Qi Tian's eyes closed slightly, and opened again, his footsteps paused slightly, behind him, a figure passed by.

"On the platform, I'm waiting for you. ”

Dressed in white like snow, Bu Qingtian's voice was flat, but there was an undoubted grace, his black hair was like ink, his body was full of light, and he didn't look at Qi Tian, but just left directly.

Lei Gang took a step forward, the thunder flashed around him, the fairy xia was shattered, and the silver thunder light shuttled between the hair, and every strand of hair was like mercury, flowing with a crystal glow.

"I didn't expect that in just one year, you would be able to condense such a Dao heart, I underestimated you!"

Lei Gang sneered and said: "However, the battle of the Dao Platform is different from the vain of the Yama Palace, the Dao Law is mysterious, and the cultivation is the strength, which is irreplaceable, I hope you can have the last laugh." ”

"It's the innate sword body, and in ancient times, there was only a glimmer of life, and it was difficult to cultivate at all, so we would let you know the gap. ”

Yun Biyuan's eyes were cold, she danced in green silk, her posture was graceful, and she was full of coldness, her eyes first circulated on Qi Tian's body, and then fell on Yun Fei, snorted coldly, and said: "Yun Fei, I didn't expect a character like you to be able to break through to the sixth layer, above the Dao platform, you'd better not touch me, otherwise I will use the Dao trick to drown you again!"

Many seventeenth generation disciples seemed to know something, their eyes were different, but this time, no one spoke, Yun Fei broke through the fifth layer of hell and stepped into the sixth layer, invisibly shocking many people, not daring to look at him like before.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Fei reluctantly turned around, but was held down by Qi Tian on the shoulder with one hand.

"Call back!"

Yun Fei was a little stunned, he turned his head and stared at Qi Tian in a bit of a daze: "Senior brother, what are you talking about." ”

"Call back!"

Qi Tian's eyes were cold, he killed six layers of hell, each layer of hell, is to use the majestic sword knowledge to turn the sword, life and death in the past, he experienced the forty-nine heavens of the burial sword pool, hundreds of thousands of swords added to the body, the sword sense sharpened extremely strong, and went through six layers of hell, although the sword sense is not reborn, it is far more refined than before, every trace of sword sense, is as crystal as jade, exuding a golden and jade-colored divine light, similarly, this huge sword sense, also accumulated all Qi Tian's evil energy and killing intent.

His eyes were cold, like ten thousand years of cold ice, Qi Tian said again: "Originally, I thought that the immortal path was indisputable, and I could quietly seek immortals and ask, but in the past year, I have awakened a lot, although my sword path has declined, but the edge has not dispersed, the swordsman, brave and refined, there is no retreat." ”

"How dare you say that!"

The cold light in Yun Biyuan's beautiful eyes burst out, the blue Dao power almost gushed out of her body, her whole person's qi and blood boiled, and a strong Dao sense broke out of her body and crushed towards Qi Tian.

The body did not move, the sword meridian was running, and at the center of the eyebrows, a golden and jade-colored sword of consciousness rushed out at once, like an ancient mountain crushing, and the Taoist knowledge from Yun Biyuan was suddenly split by a sword, and the sword was as fast as lightning, and it suddenly slashed into the sea of knowledge of Yun Biyuan.

The face was pale, Yun Biyuan retreated a few feet, a jade face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror.

"How is it possible, you actually have such a huge amount of consciousness, and the sword sense is actually condensed into a sword!"

Above the sky, the nine-peaked cloud platform.

There was a hint of color in the eyes of the Ming Bing Dao people, and he said, "It's actually forty-nine." ”

His voice was not high, but it clearly reached the ears of the elders of the peak masters, and several peak masters knew some secrets, and their eyes at Qi Tian had changed at this moment.

The Yama Hall gradually became indifferent, and finally dissipated on the land of Qingyun Valley, and there was a white jade platform slowly rising, this platform was simple and unpretentious, but it exuded an ancient qi machine, and the platform was imprinted with the mark of the years, rising ten zhang high.

Under the platform, Yun Fei nodded fiercely, looked at Yun Biyuan and said, "I will personally fight back and suppress you once!"

"If you want to suppress me, wait another 10,000 years!"

Yun Biyuan squinted coldly, at this time, most of her eyes were fixed on Qi Tian, Qi Tian's sword sense made her feel jealous.

"Disciple of Jiufeng, those who have survived the three layers of hell can ascend to the Dao platform, please jade book!"

Ming Bing Daoist drank and threw out a palm-sized jade book, the jade book rose in the wind, turned into a hundred zhang in size, and the pages of the book were opened, revealing the names of the two people.

"Ripping Earth Peak Xuanye, Sword Peak Yunfei, go to the Dao platform!"

On the jade book, there are a total of two hundred jade pages, each page is imprinted with the names of the disciples of Zhufeng, there are two divine lights, and the disciples of the seventeenth generation, one of them and Yun Fei flew up in the air at the same time, and landed on the Dao platform.

Qi Tian's eyes were slightly cold, just now, he touched the power of the jade book with his sword sense, and he was almost frozen and frozen, if he didn't take it back in time, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

Calm down, Qi Tian is a little awake, the fairy road is long, there are infinite mysteries, recently, his cultivation has been improved, but he is a little careless.

On the platform.

Yun Fei and the two of them were separated on both sides, the Ripping Earth Peak Xuan Ye was dressed in an earthy yellow robe, his face was earthy yellow, almost integrated with the earth, the earth path power surged, and a momentum as thick as a mountain rose up, heading towards Yunfei. (Everyone's recommended votes to Liha, broken four thousand collections, if you have one vote per person, I dare not think about it, ten steps need everyone's support, 13th on the new book list, just one short, fellow swordsmen, everyone retrograde killing, kill it!)