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The sound of a sword like a baby's cry stirred up the sky and changed color, and before long, the entire sky over Cloud City fell gloomy in vain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the towering walls of Cloud City, wisps of gray cyclones struggled out of the walls, swirling and swaying upward.

In the middle square of Cloud City, the light gate of the secret realm of Cloud Road is windless and automatic, and the sound of "rustling" looms, and the back of the light gate also becomes pitch black.

Surrounded in front of the secret realm of the cloud road, there are many foundations that can't help but change greatly.

The same expression also appeared on Situ Yu.

A person who asks for the truth of cultivation, whether it is a foundation or a golden pill, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, he has the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, but this instinct is extremely ethereal and vague.

In the chaos, the monks retreated in a hurry.

But Situ Yu laughed strangely, Shi Ran blended into the crowd, and before the flow of people could be relied upon, he was dispersed by a mysterious force.

After a few steps, the man was already under the void ring of the city wall.

I saw him stiffly raise his head, and in his miserable white eyes, waves gradually rose. Looking at the countless gray cyclones that were churning like water waves, they slowly merged into the body of the jade-faced scholar Wang Lun.

At this moment, Situ Yu's eyes were only white, and a gleam appeared.

"Innate Killing Dao Sword Intent? Unexpected joy, promising!"

The voice fell, and from the far distance behind him, countless screams were in vain.

Then I saw a blood-colored pillar of light from the secret realm of Yunlu, breaking through the realm, drawing a deep ravine on the ground, and rushing into the sky near the city gate, straight into the sky and going straight to the emerald sword in the sky.

Everywhere I passed, the screams were endless.

Along the way, the monks were full of astonishment, and turned into white light and disappeared into the cloud city. Occasionally, there is a real body in Cloud City, as long as the flesh and blood are touched by the blood pillar, there is no time to scream, and it is already a ball of plasma in an instant.

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"Sure enough, it's killing Dao sword intent, creating evil!"

On the third floor of the wine shop, the middle-aged man looked complicated, raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and his heart was full of five flavors.

When his Heavenly Sword Gate Lingxiao Sword Intent awakened, it was not an exaggeration to say that it was auspicious from the sky and golden lotus from the earth, and the accompanying fragrant fragrance could be condensed and strengthened by the monks.

But this killing sword intent is the opposite.

Before fully awakening, the heavens and the earth have changed, and as soon as they wake up, there are many innocent deaths.

And when this sword intent is completed, I don't know how many people will die under that emerald sword?

On the side of the wine table, the woman in red wandered out of the world, absent-mindedly, seeing this rare scene as nothing, Qianqian Su played with a phoenix-patterned white jade pendant, looking at the eyes of the jade pendant, the autumn waves were repeated, and the love was deep.

Its soft voice is like a jade pendant in his hand, gentle and tactful, and extremely pleasant.

"It's just a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. ”

As he spoke, the red silk rolled up, the fragrant wind hit his face, and the graceful shadow whiskers flew out of the wine shop and went straight to the sky.

At this moment, the pillar of blood slammed into the emerald green blade of the sky, stirring up a cloud of crimson mist as thin as a cicada's wings, enveloping the entire jade-faced scholar in it.

Huh――

Huh――

Qiang――

Qiang――

The strange and mournful sound of the sword, in an instant, the tone was raised in vain, and the hearts of the monks in the city shook with the sound of weeping blood, and their eardrums hurt.

Not long after, there were countless monks who practiced the outer methods of the sword path and screamed one after another.

Countless swords of all colors were out of control, with a crisp trembling sound, swept out of the scabbard, and hovered nine feet in the air.

The tip of the sword is reversed, pointing straight into the sky.

In just a few breaths, the sky above Cloud City was like a forest, the sword roared in all directions, and the sound of mourning resounded throughout the city.

In the ring, the sudden convulsion made the Qingxin Pavilion Chi Xiao frightened.

The muscles of Chixiao's cheeks twitched, and between his eyebrows, he became more and more hideous.

suppressed the abnormal movement of the blood sword in his hand, let out a loud shout, and suddenly flew up and stabbed towards the curling red mist.

"Death!"

Just ten zhang away, the hook of another person in the Qingxin Pavilion also burst through the air at the same time, and the sound waves that swirled with a sharp whistling sound exploded.

"Four hundred and ninety steps? ”

Yun Wubei probed a little in the cloud pattern vision, and sneered.

The person who sneaked up behind him, the cloud path ranking was less than five hundred ranks, so there was no need to worry. And that red ray, it seems that the dog is about to jump off the wall.

After thinking about it, the bright sword light pierced through the void ring, and then disappeared with Yun Wubei's body. When Yun Wubei reappeared, he was already behind the person who attacked him. Between the electric light and flint, the ink brilliance is like an epiphany blooming in the air, and the beauty is incomprehensible.

After an instant, the sneak attacker was full of unwillingness, and his body was divided into two.

The hook that was hit, without mana support, flew out of the air for more than ten zhang, and then staggered to the ground.

Instantly beheaded a person, and the more passionate the emotion in Yun Wu's chest became.

The feeling of heartiness is like a fish in the throat, and it is not unpleasant to vomit.

There was a long howl that shook the sky, and Yun Wubei's figure blurred again.

With the remaining strength, his toes suddenly stepped on the back of the corpse of the person in the Qingxin Pavilion, and rushed towards the red Xiao at a gallop. It's just that although this red ray blood escape is broken, the speed is still as fast as the wind, and the sword light swallowed by the blood sword in his hand has already pierced the blood mist in the air.

Looking at it from afar, I saw that this person's expression was hideous, and his tone became crazy, and he laughed strangely.

"Uncle Zen Lin is dead, Senior Brother Wang, you should go too! Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, and it is a must-"

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Sky Purple Gold Void Couch

The well-dressed Ninth Prince, looking at the innate killing Dao sword intent in the sky, his starry eyes shone brightly.

Suddenly seeing Chixiao's movements, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted: "Chixiao, you are looking for death!"

Then he suddenly turned around, bowed his head to the crowd of people in the black pressure of Cloud City, and called in a cold voice: "The innate killing Dao sword intent stops at Xiaoxiao, it's a pity, Xiao Jiu has the courage to ask Uncle Shi to take action." ”

In an instant, on the ground of Cloud City, a golden light suddenly rose to the sky, and the surging Jindan coercion suddenly raged in Cloud City.

Accidents have been born again, making countless Zhuji eyes look shocked, their faces full of disbelief, and the sound of exclamation overflows the four fields.

"This... How is this possible?"

"Hey, the real person of the Jindan Realm is in Cloud City, there has been no precedent for hundreds of years!"

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On the other side of the ring, on top of the Void Couch.

Qingyue and the round-faced fat man looked at the successive changes in amazement, but they were shocked in their hearts.

Originally, it was just a whim to Cloud City, however, everything after that made the two of them feel like they were in a dream.

First, the Tongtian Monument was born, and the innate killing Dao sword intent was awakened, and now there is a real person from the Jindan Realm who appeared in Cloud City!

All this, how do they not be surprised!

At this time, the round-faced fat man's facial muscles twitched, his arm was raised abruptly, and he pointed to the pillar of blood that poured directly from the secret realm of Yunlu, and let out a shocked sound.

"Actually... It's actually two golden pills!"

Qing Yue's eyes were full of sluggishness, and she looked along the arm of the round-faced fat man, only to see that under the cover of the pillar of blood that penetrated the sky and the earth, there was an imperceptible and extremely hidden red shadow flying in the air!

At this time, seeing the golden light soaring, the red shadow slowed down slightly, and then the surging golden pill pressure gushed out, and it actually pressed the blood column on his side to sway.

In less than half a breath, the red shadow flickered slightly. Then a flying sword with golden light was separated from the blood light, and the accompanying brilliant sword power had actually overwhelmed the crying and screaming of killing sword intent in an instant.

At this moment, the golden light that was rapidly rising in the sky suddenly slammed, and a vigorous voice suddenly sounded.

"Ling Xiao Sword Intent, you are the Red Ni Fairy of the Heavenly Sword Gate!"

As a result, the two rays of light, one gold and one red, became more and more rapid, rushing towards the blood mist where the jade-faced scholar was in the sky.

At the same time, Yun Wubei's tense mind suddenly relaxed slightly.

"One person's cloud road is ranked at 1,300 steps, and the other person's cloud road is ranked at 1,500 steps, which is just an ordinary golden pill. ”

Muttering to himself, Yun Wubei rushed towards Chixiao's escape, and suddenly became swift, and said:

Ziji's identity was originally fictional, and his face was also changed by the old demon of Qingdai, so as not to expose his heels. Now that he is determined to win this mixed Yuan Dan, the jade-faced scholar Wang Lun, he will never let it fall!

Since no matter what, it is already the target of the public, so I simply wanton and arrogant, so I can take the opportunity to dredge the anger that has been deposited in the body for many years.

Thinking of this, Yun Wubei no longer hides his strength.

The ink-colored lightsaber in his hand had grown to three zhang long in an instant, and the edge of the spine of the sword gradually blurred and blurred, and then scattered in all directions, like a pitch-black dragon with long teeth and five claws.

"The wind and clouds are rolling - the play is in the sky!"

With a loud shout, the black dragon roared away, and it rushed away with lightning speed.

After a few breaths, a heart-rending scream suddenly abruptly stopped.

Yun Wubei stood proudly in the void, and the two small swords under his feet exuded a faint cold light, and with a move of his hand, he took Qing Feng, who had shrunk to seven feet again, back in front of him. Then he straightened his clothes slightly, and Yun Wubei arched his hand and spoke indifferently.

"The two seniors stopped, Ziji is not talented, and they are willing to learn from the high tricks!"