Han Zaixin left the Sword Sect for the third time, this time no one knew what kind of encounter he would face, and even he himself didn't know where to go now! The first two times, they had a clear purpose, but they also attracted some sideways branches. Even every time it provoked an existence that made the heavens and the earth tremble.

For the first time, Han Zaixin encountered the Blood Demon Monarch, and the evil figure that emerged from a blood-colored giant egg was like a powerful ghost returning from a sea of blood!

But last time, he suffered a big loss at the hands of an ant, it was like a person actually tripped over an ant! Such a humiliating thing was definitely something that the Blood Demon Monarch would always hold a grudge against, and if he didn't catch that kid and scorch his soul with the black flames of hell for hundreds of millions of years, he would not be able to extinguish the flame of hatred in his heart.

The second time Han Zaixin walked out of the Sword Sect, in order to seek revenge, he killed the group of murderers of the Xiao clan who did not blink an eye, and this time he met a man in red, who made him feel familiar but extremely unfamiliar with the man in red, and then it was a fierce battle, and the hundred-year-old mountain capital was completely destroyed.

This time, it was no longer an evil demon that was provoked, but the staunchest backing of the Sword Sect -- the Nine Heads Spirit Venerable, who was also the spiritual pet of the ancestor of the Sword Sect, this old turtle who didn't know how many years it had survived!

Now for the third time, Han Zaixin stepped out of the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, this time directly made Qing Xuanzi's complexion change greatly, and suddenly his whole person directly turned into a sword light, and rushed towards the land of the mountain gate. Between the mountains and forests, his figure was a rampage, a strong sword light. Directly annihilated all the rocks and ancient trees that stood in front of him.

Suddenly, it led straight to the top of the main peak of the Sword Sect, and the wide road where Qing Xuanzi cultivated was directly cleared, just like the strongest asphalt road ever built. All the rocks and debris of trees were directly dissolved by Qing Xuanzi's sword light, and then condensed into a whole general road surface.

"This ......" Suddenly, Qing Xuanzi passed directly past a Sword Sect disciple, and a soft and powerful force directly threw this disciple several feet away, and fell to the ground softly, without the slightest damage. At this time, Qing Xuanzi still controlled his own true yuan freely.

"Who is this! Is it really so urgent to turn into sword light directly inside the sect and hurry!" The disciple stood on the grass a few feet away, looking at the fleeting red sword light and muttering in his mouth.

But in the next moment, all his complaints were blocked in his throat: he only saw a smooth and mirror-like road appear in front of his eyes: "It turns out that the road is going to be built! When will the sect plan a new area?" The disciple muttered as he looked at the road in front of him, which was still radiating endless heat.

But Qing Xuanzi didn't have time to take care of all this, his speed was like a streamer of stone fire, quickly slashing between the main peak of the Sword Sect and the mountain gate, the sword light was like a match, it was hundreds of zhang in a flash, and even exploded a distance of dozens of miles in a single breath.

However, the distance between the Sword Sect Mountain Gate and his Qing cultivation place was really very far, and such a distance, even if Qing Xuanzi could not penetrate the space and teleport, it would take more than ten breaths.

In this short period of time, Han Zaixin also expanded his own speed and left quickly into the distance, at this time Han Zaixin himself was unaware, but he strangely disappeared without a trace in everyone's consciousness. It was as if there was an invisible shield on his body, directly enveloping him, and no one could detect his existence with his divine sense.

And his speed is not slow, the sword light flashes under his feet, and the five elements of true yuan flow He controls the mellow flow of true yuan in the tendons and veins in his body, without the slightest leakage, all the true yuan sword qi is under his control.

The sword light flashed, and he directly appeared as if he had penetrated the space, appearing a hundred zhang away, and the whole person suddenly flashed out, and then flashed away. This kind of ghostly rush is the sword step he has figured out by himself.

The speed of the sword qi explosion far exceeded that of all the body **** tricks in the Sword Sect, each time it was the most concise and direct, Han Zaixin's speed was amazingly fast at this moment, and every breath directly flashed several times, appearing hundreds of zhang away.

When Qing Xuanzi's figure appeared at the gate of the mountain, Han Zaixin had already disappeared between the mountains in the distance, without the slightest trace, and the whole person seemed to have disappeared directly at the gate of the sect.

"This kid, the secret on his body is really amazing!...... Since Tan can force my sword qi clone out with such a weight, then he has a certain amount of self-preservation!" Qing Xuanzi raised his eyes and looked around, without the slightest clue, Han Zaixin's figure had already disappeared in this area.

Stretching out his hand, he waved slightly towards a corner, and suddenly a crimson bead flew out and fell into Qing Xuanzi's palm, which was the clone he left in Han Zai's sea of consciousness. It is also a kind of security guarantee for Han Zaixin.

However, at this time, this wisp of sword qi clone has been directly compressed into a bead as smooth as jade, just like a ruby ball, without the slightest edge of sword qi, ordinary but condensed together like substance.

"This ......" Qing Xuanzi felt the state of the bead in his hand, and his expression suddenly changed: It seems that there is definitely an existence beyond this world around that kid, and this kind of true yuan condensation is definitely not something that the powerhouses of the Xiaoqian world can do!

When a monk cultivates, what he cultivates from the very beginning is only a stream of gas, that is, the true qi of the qi cultivation period, this kind of true qi is mixed, and it is very thin. It's like air, but it flows through the veins of the monk, and can exert a powerful offensive and defensive effect.

After breaking through the Lingwu realm and achieving the true element, the true qi condensed into a liquid state, but it was only extremely slight, like a mist state. In this state, although the amount of true yuan that the monk himself can store is much more than the true qi, it is not very abundant.

Because even if it is a liquid, there are different densities, and some people's condensed true elements are shallow, like gasoline, or even less dense, so that even if their veins are full of true yuan, they are definitely not as thick as those monks whose true yuan is as thick as lead tribute. A few drops of other people's true yuan can be worth all the strength in your body, this is the difference!

Therefore, in the Lingwu realm, although everyone is using the true yuan to fight, there are some people who continue to fight for three days and three nights without running out of true qi, and some people can only have a few moments at the beginning, but they are directly wilted for a while.

Therefore, the density of the true element is to break through the realm pursued by the monk after practicing the qi and transforming the element, when the true element in the monk's body is all filled with meridians, running through the entrance of heaven and earth. That is the realm of true martial arts, and it is at this time that the accumulation of the essence between the monks begins to widen the distance between each other: some people fill the meridians of the whole body with true yuan, while others can only accumulate their own strength in the small handful of tendons and veins that they have cultivated.

And when the true element is like a projectile, the density is thick and heavy, and it can be condensed into a clump drop by drop, at this time, you can break through to the Danwu realm, and the Xuanwu realm above is the true element is as solid as the Xuantie, this Xuantie is not an ordinary gold and iron thing, but a kind of refining material for refining weapons, this material is famous for its incomparable thickness.

The density of the dark iron far exceeds all the metals known, and the sword demon had a heavy sword of dark iron back then. This thing can only be called dark iron if the metal left over after the fall of the stars outside the sky and the friction with the Gangfeng above the nine heavens.

Although this kind of extraterrestrial metal is rare, it is not very scarce, and its own level is not high, and the monks will add some magic weapons to forge more or less, but they will definitely not add more, because once they are added, the magic weapons or weapons will become extremely heavy, and a pigeon's egg-sized dark iron pimple will weigh hundreds of catties.

When the true yuan is condensed to this extent, it can be called the Xuanwu realm, without a little true yuan explosion, it is enough to have the power of turning the river and stirring the sea, and every time the true yuan is drummed, it can trigger the vibration of the heaven and earth vitality. Every bit of true element circulation is like Mount Tai moving violently.

Therefore, starting from the Lingwu realm, the gap between the monks is in the degree of condensation of this true element, you are thicker than others' true yuan, which means the same cultivation, and your true yuan is far superior to the other party in terms of depth and lasting combat power.

And the Void Martial Realm is even more terrifying, every trace of True Yuan is enough to suppress the Void, making the space unbearable True Yuan, will it be so thick as a mountain? This point, all the Void Martial Realm knows everything, so none of them will fight on the land of this world.

Because a trace of true yuan can collapse a high mountain, and a little sword can cut off a hanging heavenly river. In this case, if you are still fighting on the ground, then each battle can raze 100,000 mountains to the ground.

It was precisely because the degree of condensation of the True Yuan was related to the level of cultivation and the strength of the combat power that Qing Xuanzi felt extremely shocked when he held this red jewel-like True Yuan bead in his hand. He really knew his true yuan too well, and this sword qi clone was condensed with his own three sword qi.

Each of these three sword qi is equivalent to one drop of true yuan from Qing Xuanzi, so this is the weight of three drops of true yuan. But the red bead in his hand now seemed to be as light as a feather. It's completely contrary to the heaviness of the mountain.

But Qing Xuanzi is very familiar, in this bead, his three drops of true yuan are still there! There is not a trace of loss, and it is completely wrapped in it. However, I can't feel the true weight of these true elements.

"Is this Dongtian?" Qing Xuanzi's heart trembled, and suddenly he was not worried about Han Zaixin's own safety at all, a super powerhouse who opened up the Cave Heaven followed Han Zaixin's side, no wonder he couldn't look down on his sword qi clone!

"It's just who is this person?Is it friend or foe?What if you lead Han Xiaozi astray?" Qing Xuanzi was troubled, but he couldn't get an answer, so he could only turn around and go back to the Sword Sect Mountain Gate.