At this moment, halfway up Mount Tai, it is pitch black, and there are two figures on the mountain road.

"Daddy, hurry up, the three Dharma meetings have been held for a day, and if you go late, I'm afraid it will be too late." The person who spoke was the woman in pink beside Daoxian.

And the other person was panting at the moment, it was Dao Xian, holding a big tree next to the road, "People are old, they are useless, and I am afraid that I will not be able to reach Mount Tai soon, and I will be exhausted to death." ”

The woman in pink pulled Dao Xian up, ignoring Dao Xian's complaining words, and walked up the mountain road, "If you don't hurry up, he is really going to be killed, and I will never forgive you in my life." ”

Dao Xian was about to fall apart at this moment, but he didn't forget to quarrel with the woman in pink, "I really have a sweetheart, I don't even recognize my father, I really hope he is killed." ”

Even if they said this, Dao Xian and the woman in pink still climbed all the way up to Mount Tai, and I don't know how they deceived the disciples of the Yin Sect who were holding the post at the foot of the mountain, and walked on the mountain road, without fear of being discovered by others.

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And not far from the mountain road, there were three other figures, hurrying towards the mountain without hurrying.

"Master, hurry up, the Three Sects Dharma Meeting has been held for a day, and Qiu Gongzi will be killed in a few more years. "The person who spoke was none other than Jingmo.

The faces of the other two people were unrecognizable, and the people walking behind Jingmo put their hands behind their backs, walking on the steep stone road as if walking on the ground, which was completely different from Daoxian, and said safely when they heard this, "Everything is determined by heaven, and it is better to go early than to go smart." ”

Jing Mo turned his head back, and he didn't pay attention to the one under his feet, and almost fell on the stone steps, "It's better to go early than to go well, if it weren't for Master's delay in the city for so long, we would have gone up the mountain a long time ago." ”

"You know what. After dark, the Hidden Sect relaxed its vigilance, and the three sect pujas were so lively, they all wanted to go and see it, otherwise do you think we would be so easy to deceive the sentry?"

Jingmo also felt a little reasonable when he heard this, and didn't say a word. walked up, and the people behind the two of them never said a word,

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At this moment, on the stone platform of the main peak square, the scattered snowflakes and the red dragon and tiger are finally intertwined, I don't know whether the fire dragon devoured the snowflakes, or the snowflakes surrounded the fire dragon.

Originally, Qiu Xin was invincible to the power of Yin Lingzi's blow, but at this moment, it seemed to be comparable, and the pieces of snowflakes all contained sword intent. This is also the only time that Qiu Xin has arbitrarily used thirty-six swords since he comprehended the origin of swordsmanship.

When the snowflake falls on the dragon tiger's body, it can dissipate a lot, but the snowflake will melt when it encounters fire, and the snowflakes around Qiu Xin will become less and less.

Qiu Xin didn't seem to care about this at all, and just blindly used one sword after another in the snowflakes, resentment and sorrow in his heart, through the tip of the sword together. It was passed among the snowflakes.

Fortunately, thanks to the Heavenly Remnant Sword, he was able to survive the attack of the Fire Artifact. But even so, Qiu Xin also felt a lot of pressure.

The true qi in the body of the hidden spirit son exploded, and the liquid true qi in the internal organs all gushed out, and suddenly the fire around the fire spirit weapon was flourishing, and in just a moment, the body of the hidden spirit son merged into a sea of fire.

At this moment, if you are standing under the stone platform. Naturally, before you can see the sea of fire, the snowflakes in the sky are already insignificant, and they will disperse at the touch of a button.

When the sea of fire spread towards the autumn heart, the blazing feeling also filled the entire stone platform, and everyone present. The complexion was all reflected crimson.

Outside the sea of fire, you can feel the terrifying high temperature breath, and it is hard to imagine how Qiu Xin, who is surrounded by the sea of fire step by step, feels.

The area occupied by the snowflakes is shrinking smaller and smaller, and Qiu Xin is also sad, he is really so powerless that it is difficult to protect the people he cares about.

The unconvinced aura in his heart surged, Qiu Xin turned his head to look at the master in the iron prison, his eyes were shining, and he shouted, "It's not thirty-six swords, it's seventy-two swords!"

The remaining four-colored true qi in the body exploded, and suddenly at the edge of the sea of fire, there were bigger snowflakes, and a chill appeared around the stone platform, and pieces of snowflakes were attracted by the sword intent of the autumn heart, and roared into the sea of fire from the periphery.

For a while, the wind and snow were prosperous, and Yin Lingzi did not expect that Qiu Xin would comprehend the seventy-two swords at this critical moment, and the fire spirit weapon changed the sword moves in his hand.

Suddenly, the sea of fire also went back together, and it was actually resisted, and everyone present was shocked, even the heads of the stage did not expect that this person's swordsmanship would suddenly become so imposing.

The three great tricks of the divine sword trick, the first move is the sun, and the power of the sun, depending on the number of sword moves mixed in, when Qiu Xin broke the ghost formation in the swallow canyon, and broke the crowd surrounded by ten miles of incense, it was already extremely powerful.

But now it is seventy-two swords, which is far more powerful than thirty-six swords, and it also contains the sword intent in Qiu Xin's heart, so that Yin Lingzi has to be cautious.

When the sea of fire was retracted, the snowflakes around Qiu Xin's body gathered more and more, reaching their peak, and then condensed into the shape of a long sword, stabbing at the sea of fire in front of Yin Lingzi.

Yin Lingzi's eyes condensed, as if he remembered something, and felt that it was wrong, condensed the sea of fire into a dragon and a tiger, his internal strength was profound, and the power of this dragon and tiger was far better than Qiu Xin.

However, this divine sword technique is known as the method of becoming an immortal, and it is even more extraordinary, I saw that the snow-colored long sword pierced into the dragon's head, and the snowflakes around the sword body were poured and dissipated.

But in this way, the greatsword became sharper and sharper, as if hearing the whining of the fire dragon, and the flames could no longer maintain the form of the fire dragon, and began to dissipate.

If anyone is the most frightened in their hearts about this matter, it is not the disciples of Taishan Sword Hall, they have joined the Sword Hall for a year, but they have never learned such a powerful sword technique as Qiu Xin.

There was both jealousy and a little gloom in their hearts, Zong Rui and Long Hanyun were in it, their eyes flashing, they were far away from their respective factions and came here to learn art.

For the sake of the hidden spirit recipe of the Hidden Sect Sword Hall, but I didn't see the shadow of the Hidden Soul Recipe, I didn't expect that Qiu Xin not only learned, but also fought with the sect master like this, and his heart was extremely longing.

The snowflake sword broke the fire dragon in a moment, but the hidden spirit son didn't care, the fire in the sea of fire was even stronger, and the dissipated fire dragon almost wanted to reunite.

The Snowflake Sword is not as good as it was at the beginning, but with the transformation of the Heavenly Remnant Sword in Qiu Xin's hand, the Snowflake Sword is still growing, and it is like the Hidden Spirit Son, struggling between extinction and rebirth.

But the reunion could not dissipate, but in an instant, the snow-colored long sword touched the fire tiger, this time the tip of the sword was sharper, seemingly effortless, and inserted into the body of the fire tiger.

When the fire tiger dissipated, the fire dragon had not yet recondensed, but the snow-colored long sword was only a little less than a foot long, and it stabbed into the chest of the hidden spirit son without hesitation.

Seeing this, Yin Lingzi smiled coldly, "Little Doyle." He withdrew the fire spirit weapon and blocked it on his chest, but then Yin Lingzi's face changed greatly, and his body retreated violently, and the backward momentum was much faster than the wind in the nine steps of Qiu Xinxiao.

However, the little snow-colored sword that was left was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it was faster, and before anyone could react, they heard a loud bang.

The sturdy figure in the snowflakes flew backwards, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then with a bang, the jade-colored sword was inserted on the stone platform, still shaking itself, and the sword chanted endlessly.

On the other hand, Yin Lingzi, a trace of blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth, although it was not much, but everyone could see it clearly in the firelight.

"What, this man was able to hurt him. Most of the disciples were filled with these words, and they kept wanting to know what method was used to make a generation of martial arts masters hurt.

Previously, the four of Yuan Que besieged Yin Lingzi, but they didn't let him have any idea of retreating and defending, let alone making him injured, although Qiu Xin was defeated at this moment, he let Yin Lingzi be injured.

Undoubtedly, how shocking it was, and what was even more shocking was that he was only twenty years old, and at this moment, the hearts of those who knew the exercises made by Qiu Xin reawakened the evaluation of the Divine Sword Technique.

If it weren't for the method of becoming an immortal, how could the master of a sect be injured with a far inferior martial arts, thinking about it like this, my heart was even more desired.

In order to use the seventy-two swords, Qiu Xinshi had already used the true qi of his whole body, but at the tip of the sword of the snowflake sword, he forcibly intersected the four colors of true qi, mainly with the breath of fire and gold, supplemented by the other three essences.

And the breath of fire gold comes from the fire poison, and the fire poison in his childhood comes from the fire spirit weapon, and the two have the same root and origin, so that they will not be melted.

This made Yin Lingzi injured, but it didn't make him suffer multiple injuries, on the other hand, he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

However, Qiu Xin is also satisfied, today in front of the master to use seventy-two swords, presumably the master will also be very satisfied, Qiu Xin turned his head to look at the master in the cage, and slowly crawled towards him, even if it is death, I will die with the master.

Yin Lingzi was put on by Qiu Xin and was injured, but his heart was extremely calm, it seemed that all the provocations against his Yin Lingzi today would melt into the sea of fire like Qiu Xin, leaving nothing behind.

The right hand was raised, and the sea of fire condensed again, and in everyone's eyes, the sea of fire full of fire and gold wrapped Qiu Xin and Gu Zangfeng.

And at this moment, Qiu Xin also hugged Gu Zangfeng again, combed the scattered hair to the sides of his ears for the master, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, master, the disciple will accompany you." ”

Seeing the sea of fire scorching the iron chains turning red, Qiu Xin's heart was extremely calm at the moment, and in the sea of fire, it seemed that Lu Yun's shadow also walked out of it, and tears blurred his vision.

Such a familiar breath of fire and gold made the breath of fire and gold in Qiu Xin's heart also gush out together, and the blazing sea of fire rushed around Qiu Xin.

Everyone present was gloomy, and Li Mingxuan and a few others also secretly said to themselves, a sword wizard died like this, Hui Chong put his hands together, and recited the Great Compassion Mantra in his mouth.

The tantric disciples in the audience also seemed to be unbearable, and recited the Buddhist scriptures together with Abbot Huichong, and suddenly the deep sound of Buddha spread throughout the square. (To be continued.) )