"Ziji appears on the cloud road-"

After a moment of silence, the light in Leng Xiqiu's eyes moved frequently. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The battle of the Nine Tricks of the Tongtian Monument mixed with the Yuan Dan was a pity to defeat this person's hand in one move. Although I didn't do it with all my might at the beginning, I also had a sense of sympathy.

After swallowing the Nine Apertures Mixed Yuan Pill and advancing to the Jindan Realm, he wanted to find this Ziji to fight again, but he heard that this person and Xin Baihan, the real soul of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, fought in the Fengyang Taishou Mansion of the Qing Dynasty, and both lost their traces.

In this way, Leng Xiqiu regretted this.

But now, Ziji has reappeared!

The cold and clear heart in his chest moved, and the battle spirit that had been silent for a long time suddenly boiled, Leng Xiqiu waved his hand to rebuke the door, slowly paced outside the ice palace, and then said to himself with regret.

"The body of the divine mind is not the real body after all, and it is a pity that I can't show what I have learned—"

As soon as he thought of this, a gloomy color flashed, and he kept turning around and pacing in a crystal clear ice pavilion.

This crashing attic is built next to the front hall of the Ice Palace, surrounded by ice and snow trees, covered with flowers, but there is sunshine, it will emit a clear and transparent light.

And the Red Lotus Fairy is now sleeping on the top of the Ice Pavilion!

Leng Xiqiu trembled slightly, slowly climbed the stairs, walked into the top floor of the cigarette-filled ice pavilion, slightly trembling hands added oil to the four palace lamps, and gently walked slowly on the side of the ice bed, looking at the red-clothed woman sealed in the ice, and the tenderness between her eyebrows bloomed.

"Red Lotus, since Xiqiu has grabbed your hand, she will never let go again, even if—"

The unfinished words froze for a long time, turning into a faint sigh.

"The Demon Venerable has been silent for thousands of years, and he is nowhere to be found. But for some reason, he was also born! The laziness of the sect disappeared suddenly, and the master captured you and me back to the sect, and froze you in the cold jade bed, saying that if you don't enter the Yuan Infant for a hundred years, it will be the period when you die in the red lotus. The temperament of the master is naturally true to his words, but he is not without a spur. ”

The fiery red palm gently caressed the cold ice, as if caressing the face of the red-clothed woman who was as quiet as a virgin, as if she was afraid to wake up the sleeping woman.

After a long time, the tenderness in Leng Xiqiu's eyes faded, and his gaze suddenly became indifferent.

"What's the matter, what's the harm of a hundred years of advanced Yuan Ying? Red Lotus, you can sleep peacefully, and you will go to the land of Zhaoqing in the evening autumn!"

。。。

I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Leng Xiqiu, who moved the cultivation world, went south.

At this time, Yun Wubei, who was on the road to the sky, didn't know it, but he was also caught in a bitter struggle.

Thirteen Jin Dan came to Yuncheng in person, attracting the foundation-building monks in the Eastern Regions who were as many as the sand of the Ganges River. However, in just half a day, more and more monks flocked to Cloud City.

Weiyang Lake is overcrowded.

Yun Wubei ignored the gazes coming from all directions, and his face was solemn.

Killing one person by surprise before, because these thirteen people were negligent in guarding against it, and implicitly contemptuous - the thirteen golden pills besieged and killed a wisp of divine soul that threw themselves into the sky and cloud road, and it was naturally captured.

But what they just met was that he was unsad!

The light smile spread with the heavy breeze, and the slightest wisps of coolness hit the face, but the heart was also clear into the mirror.

"The first surprise move, kill one person, after that, these twelve Jin Dan will inevitably tremble as if they are facing a great enemy! In other words, the subsequent head-to-head confrontation will inevitably fall into a bitter battle. ”

His gaze penetrated the heavy mist of the sky and fell on the real person holding the thunder whip in the Heavenly Rift, seeing that his face was full of jealousy, Yun Wubei smiled at this moment.

"Fight hard, what's the matter?"

This trip was originally to sharpen the 365-style sword moves of "Mixed Yuan Xuantian Jin", and he was able to have more than ten channels to feed the moves in person, which was right in his arms.

What's more, even if you can't do it, it's just a loss of a wisp of divine soul!

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Wubei's figure suddenly straightened, and with a slight click of his fingers in the air, the sword roared in front of Yun Wubei with blood.

Stretching out his finger and gently brushing the crimson on the spine of the sword, Yun Wubei raised his head abruptly and bowed slightly to the twelve people around him.

"The deity Ziji, everyone is invited!"

Far away, a yellow-robed Jin Dan frowned, and his mind looked at it from afar, seeing that His Royal Highness Qingyue of Zhao State was already close to the entrance of the secret realm of Cloud City, he immediately sighed and said to the rest of the people.

"It seems that if you want to capture Qingyue, you must first pass the level of Ziji Daoyou, or not, offended!"

In the next moment, the knife flashed up.

A green lotus flashed under the feet of this yellow-robed Jin Dan real person, and the big knife on his waist was unsheathed, and even a piercing forest cold spread in the sky.

Previously, everyone was anxious to capture Qingyue, so they naturally rushed up in a hurry, wanting to quickly fight the place where they were blocked.

Now the situation is different!

Qingyue's invasion of the secret realm of Cloud City is a foregone conclusion. Everyone present is a cultivator of Jindan, and it can be said that they are all Ziji seniors. There is something wrong with having many enemies and being outnumbered, not to mention blocking the countless foundations of this Cloud City, even if you win, it will be shameless.

"Chixiao Palace, yellow robe, please advise!"

Qinglian changed and stopped in Chongxiao, this yellow robe Jin Dan rode the wind and stepped on the lotus, rushed more than 100 zhang, and stood in the distance of Yun Wubei dozens of zhang away.

As soon as the words fell, the cold light on the hideous blade swallowed up, and suddenly evolved into a scimitar phantom, coming straight towards Yun Wubei's head.

"It's good to come!"

Yun Wubei laughed loudly, bowed slightly to the remaining eleven people, and then locked on to this yellow-robed golden pill from afar.

"Qiang" let out a soft sound, the sword sank, the sword blade suddenly hung upside down, and then Yun Wubei's whole person deceived himself, his arm crossed a slight arc, and a sword scattered the illusory sword shadow, and the sword blade pointed directly at the center of the person's eyebrows.

In an instant, the two figures collided together in bursts of exclamations, swords and swords, and the aftermath of the agitated mana rose again and again.

The four people of Heavenly Dome and Heavenly Thunder Valley glanced at each other.

The person at the head saw that the two of them were inseparable, and they couldn't help but wonder: "It's actually evenly divided?

"Isn't it just commonplace? I look at the Purple Pole Sword Technique, which seems to be smooth and smooth, quite orderly. In fact, between the swordsmanship connection, it's a little jerky. . . Could it be?"

Boom -

Before the words fell, the two suddenly separated in the mist.

Yun Wubei's fingertips tapped again and again, and the sword rolled back, sweeping away the sword light in the sky; And the yellow-robed golden pill was able to withstand the huge force from the big knife, and the tiger's mouth was numb.

"This Purple Pole Body Refining Method is so strong!"

The people around him are powerful, but they don't know how powerful this person is, but he is in it, but there are words of suffering.

With the Ziji real person who became famous half a year ago, the fight was only a cup of tea. The outer method of kendo is indeed commonplace, and there is nothing surprising about it. However, every time the sword collided, it sank with great force, almost wanting to make the big sword in his hand fly away.

What makes it even more difficult to collect is that the method cultivated by this person is extremely strange. At first, I didn't care about it, but when I got the strange power that was later transmitted into the meridians in my body, it had already accumulated and gathered silently, and it was actually a chaotic mess that stirred up the mana around my body.

Whew――

Forcibly urging the mana to disperse the invading power, the yellow-robed Jin Dan's face flushed, and he exhaled a deep breath of turbidity.

"I have heard the name of Ziji Daoyou for a long time, like thunder, and it is really extraordinary when I see it today. ”

As he spoke, the whole person was suddenly shrouded in golden light, and in the next moment, the heavy Jindan coercion exploded, and on the big knife in his hand, the scenery spread along the hilt.

Rushing into the sky, the previously plain blade suddenly rose in the wind, and a golden sword that was several feet long stretched out on the blade.

The momentum of the whole person in the yellow robe also changed suddenly with the golden light.

"This trick is my true legend of Chixiao, called the Great Wind Sword Song, Taoist friends be careful!"