"There's a good show to watch, since the two Taoist friends want to fight, the concubine is not easy to stop, but this fight is just to learn magical powers, don't hurt people's lives too seriously"

Murong Tian drilled out his head from behind, his big black eyes, and he turned around, and his spring-like jade hands were blocked in front of the chests of the two of them, with a slight hint of excitement in his expression. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In Murong Tian's eyes, Qin Tian was the most powerful cultivator he had ever seen, and he was a mystery, making it impossible to figure out how strong the supernatural powers were, and there were a lot of supernatural powers in cultivation, which seemed to be pieced together by the supernatural powers in many sects.

Wen Ziran is much simpler, as the only secret disciple on the Star Palace, where is the Star Palace? The most powerful sect in the human race, there are many natural exercises, and most of the exercises are almost difficult to find among the human races, all of them belong to the superior exercises, whether it is treasures or pills, they are all provided by the Star Palace, which can be said to be different from Qin Tian.

Withdrew the spring onion jade hand, put it on the cheek raiser, and bowed his head slightly, who is stronger in these two such powerful Jindan stage monks?

Qin Tian Jindan's initial cultivation has just condensed the Jindan, Wen Ziran has condensed the Jindan for a long time, and naturally has a great advantage, no matter how you look at it, it seems that Wen Ziran has a better chance of winning.

"If the guess is good, Wen Ziran Daoyou, it seems that he is not good at hand-to-hand fighting, so it is better for the two to fight a hundred meters apart?"

Qin Tian's lips moved slightly, blowing off the leaves in his mouth, a pair of eyes with a hint of viciousness, looking Wen Ziran up and down, as if he saw it, and said in a light tone.

"What Elder Qin said is true, Xiao Sheng is indeed not good at hand-to-hand fighting, but if he pulls out the distance fighting method, I'm afraid Elder Qin doesn't have the slightest chance of winning."

Wen Ziran held the jade flute tightly, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he let out a chuckle, which especially accentuated the tone of the next two sentences.

After finishing speaking, he jumped up, flashed several figures in a row, and disappeared into the boundless forest, not knowing where to hide.

Murong Tian saw that the two seemed to be preparing to fight, and slowly retreated backwards, after all, he didn't want to appear in the center of this war, he stumbled under his feet, his body fell backwards, and he was in a hurry for a while, but fortunately he didn't fall, he looked down and saw the branches under his feet, showing a helpless wry smile, and in a blink of an eye, he also disappeared in place, leaving only Qin Tian's figure.

"Elder Qin, Xiaosheng is here?"

A voice floated out from a distance, Qin Tian's eyes looked around, and looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see Wen Ziran standing on top of a tree trunk with the size of a bowl, holding a jade flute in his right hand, and looking at Qin Tian with his eyes.

At this time, Qin Tian took out a black flying sword, holding it in his right hand, his eyes were blazing, and he didn't dare to be careless, after all, the opponent's strength was very strong.

Although this time it was a fighting technique, it was inevitable that there would be accidental injuries in the fighting method, and this time Qin Tian had already made up his mind, and he just wanted to teach this person a lesson.

Qin Tian poured mana into the black flying sword, and the black qi on the black flying sword suddenly entangled, and a trace of black qi spread on the flying sword, like a growing vine.

The black qi slowly rose into the air, scattered in all directions, and gathered together, but with a breath, a black flying sword with the same handle was formed in the blink of an eye, densely packed with chills, like a dot of stars.

Conjuring up a black flying sword in the sky, with a black giant sword in the middle, Qin Tian nodded with satisfaction, the whole process was like a cloud of water flowing in the same industry, it was enough to show that the technique was quite skillful.

"Go"

Qin Tian moved his lips slightly and shouted softly.

A pair of eyes kept watching Wen Ziran's expression change, this offensive was just a tentative attack, wanting to see this person's magical powers.

The black flying swords dotted in the sky suddenly swept towards the front in unison, with a huge momentum and amazing momentum.

"Fluttering"

The sound of the wind rolled up, blowing the leaves on the trunk of the tree, swishing, accompanied by a rumbling sound from time to time, and several towering trees were cut off by the black flying swords scattered all over the place.

"The sword cultivation supernatural attainment is good, but I'm afraid that it will not have the slightest effect on Xiaosheng"

Wen Ziran sat on the thick trunk of the bowl, staring at the black flying sword dotted with a pair of eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a trace of disdain, and said coldly.

After finishing speaking, the jade flute held in his right hand was put to his mouth and began to play that beautiful music.

A cool flute sound, swallowed, clear and pleasant, tactful and melodious, slowly came out.

At the same time, in the forest, the black flying swords dotted around, in the blink of an eye, turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

Qin Tian frowned slightly, and his gaze did not leave the black flying sword for a moment, only to see that the black giant sword continued to grow smaller in the blink of an eye, but with a breath, it also disappeared without a trace, as if it was a different existence.

"The divine consciousness that was stored on the black flying sword just now has also disappeared without a trace, is this a divine power that completely relies on divine consciousness?"

Qin Tian thought about it, his eyes kept rolling, and he suddenly said in surprise.

The sound of the flute did not stop, and at this moment, Qin Tian felt that his mind had suddenly suffered a great invasion, and in the blink of an eye, his mind was crowded.

This is an extremely powerful divine sense, more than five times greater than Qin Tian's divine sense, and he actually lost his mind for a while and fell into this way.

Qin Tian would have a kind of divine sense, shocking and stinging, but after this way, he didn't feel a sharp pain in his mind.

Just when Qin Tian was stunned, he suddenly felt that his limbs couldn't move at all, as if a stream of air was about to come out, and his whole body began to expand slowly, it was a strange feeling, and for some reason he couldn't feel the slightest pain.

With a hesitant effort, a demonic qi appeared in the body, directly swallowing up this air flow, and the original feeling of expansion was also accompanied by the air flow, and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, the demonic body, the physical body is so powerful, it seems that it can only cast illusion powers"

Wen Ziran's brows furrowed slightly, and he let out a light sigh, with a solemn look on his face, and a pair of eyes always stayed on Qin Tian.

"Could it be that the two Sea Clan monks who exploded and died just now were the air currents that swelled in their bodies? The air flow was mixed with divine consciousness, and the two prongs worked together, and the gods didn't know it, no wonder the two Sea Clan monks fell into this way."

Qin Tian took back the inner vision of the divine sense, felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, and muttered to himself.

Sacrifice the Demon Refining Tablet from the storage ring, infuse the mana into the Demon Refining Tablet, and prepare to use the Yuan Infant Demon Corpse Divine Power, but I saw that there was no movement on the Demon Refining Tablet.

"This flute sound doesn't seem to be that simple, the aura seems to be sealed in the body, and it can't be urged at all."

Qin Tian's face turned cold, his face was embarrassed, the mana in his body did not move at all, there was no mana, the demon refining tablet in his hand was like a pile of garbage, and he threw it back to the storage ring.

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