A hazy water vapor gradually emerged from the flames, it was the spiritual spring of the extreme yin land, contaminated with the divinity of the Yellow Spring, with a trace of the weak water in the Yellow Spring River, the yin and cold were extreme, and the yang fire was the most restrained!

Where the water vapor flows, the spiritual fire is extinguished, revealing a delicate figure. Chun Yang held the sword, with one hand, the spiritual fire all over the ground surging towards him, the flames surged, and the rings of fire contracted, and in the blink of an eye, a set of spiritual fire condensed and condensed battle armor was worn on Chun Yang's body.

Different from the battle of today, before ancient times, where there was a difference between close combat and long-range attack, and there was no difference between sword cultivation, whether it was a weapon or a magic weapon, it was easy to come by, that is, between the saints, it was also a magic weapon flying together, and the weapons were chaotic!

The sea of fire dispersed the phantom armor, and the cold water condensed the ice into two immortals.

Chun Yang was dressed in an orange-red flame armor, with a blazing spiritual fire, burning the aura around his body! The sword in his hand was sharp, surrounded by four sword pills, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, fueling the fire! Two feet away, Wujing also took off his upper monk's clothes, his bare arms and chest, and his meridians and muscles were knotted, and he didn't look like an old man at all! As for Bai Zhenzhen, he held a white lotus in his hand, and on the lotus platform, an ice-crystal-like lotus seed emitted a cold light of water vapor, and the water vapor that extinguished a spiritual fire was emitted by this thing! The ability of immortals is really unpredictable, a fire monk can actually master the means of water control, tsk, it is really carefully trained and caring!

The three of them were facing each other, their fighting intent was raging, and Chunyang held the two swords in his hands and rushed forward!

The cold light burst out in the eyes of Pure Yang, the golden ring in his eyes rotated, and there was a trace of golden light that broke through the eyes of the Enlightenment!

Wujing is obviously a plan with Chunyang, and when it comes to close combat, it will confuse people's eyes first. The left hand was discharged with a palm, and the spiritual light between the palms flew towards the pure yang, which was when cultivating the sun and moon light Buddha Taoism, the sunlight that was harvested and refined, condensed and refined, looking at the faint hazy light, burst out, but it was dozens of times brighter than the sunlight, it was the Gangsha monk, his eyes looked directly at this spiritual light, and his eyes flashed, and he couldn't recover for a quarter of an hour or two!

However, although the two of them took the same measures, the results were very different! The golden light in the eyes of the pure yang was the talisman in the eyes of the mana, saying that it was light, and it was also mana, and the enlightenment lowered his head and raised his arm to block it, but the golden light poked two thin holes in his arm!

Wujing thought that his own technique could harvest miraculous skills, and when he saw the pure yang tuoda, he did not avoid the slightest bit, and he was secretly happy in his heart, taking advantage of the moment when the spiritual light hit his eyes, the light gold hundred and two-color flame flashed on his hand, the fire was called the sun flame fire and the moon cold fire, one yin and one yang, one cold and one hot, which is the fundamental foundation of the sun and moon Buddha fire of the Sun and Moon Light Buddha, this monk is also a special physique, so he can practice a little bit in this way! On the palm, the golden fire is warm, the white fire is cold, and the Wujing slaps the lower abdomen of the pure yang fiercely!

At the moment when the palm of his hand was about to be slapped, the flame armor in Pure Yang's abdomen spit out a flame and hit the palm of Wu Jing, Wu Jing raised his head, and Pure Yang's eyes stared at him burningly, where were there traces of being flashed! At the same time, yin and yang are mutually restrained, although the sun flame and the moon cold fire are cold and hot, but after all, they are both condensed by the enlightenment scripture, and the mana breath is of the same origin, so it is naturally a pity to fuse and get along, but the pure yang spiritual fire and the moon cold fire are dripping into the boiling oil, and the two fires meet and explode violently!

"Boom!" "No one thought that as soon as this scorching sun spiritual fire and the moon cold fire came into contact, it would explode, and the pure yang and the enlightenment instrument flew out upside down, fortunately, both of them received the flame at the critical moment, otherwise at such a close distance, one hand of the enlightenment was afraid to be wasted, and the pure yang would not be better!

The two of them stepped on the ground, stopped their upside-down bodies, converged the flames, and rushed away again!

"Bang!" Chunyang's left hand sword held the demon pestle that Wujing suddenly smashed, and his right hand stabbed straight into the door of Wujing, but was caught by his hands! Wujing felt that his hand was empty, and he looked at Chunyang, and saw that a sword pill in his hand turned into a sword, and with a move, the demon pestle fell back into his palm, and with a lift, he blocked the double swords from Chunyang's stab!

The two attacked each other, and the monk was also extraordinary, although he looked like an old man, but his body movements were flexible, and he didn't look old at all!

That Bai Zhenzhen stepped aside at the beginning, and let the two of them fight with the Pure Yang Enlightenment Sutra, a white lotus in his hand rotated, and the slightest spiritual opportunity leaked, which exerted great pressure on Pure Yang.

The pure yang combat power is extraordinary, and the Wujing is not ordinary, the two of them fight and fight, but they are opponents in chess! The Wujing has been hidden for a long time, and the real strength of the explosion at this time is really unseemly!

The sword qi cuts vertically and horizontally, the sound of the demon pestle breaking through the air, the sparks burst, and the wind raging on the ground!

Chunyang's sword separated the demon-descending pestle smashed by the Enlightenment Sutra, and resisted the powerful demon-descending pestle with a light sword, but Chunyang suffered a lot! Flying up a kick, kicking on the arm of the Enlightenment Sutra, pulling a few feet away, Chunyang's hands were closed, and the two swords were combined into one, the sword was three fingers wide and one finger thick, but it was a wide sword!

Chunyang laughed, held the broad sword with both hands, and turned to the Wujing, and the Wujing raised the demon pestle to block, "Bang!", sparks splashed, and the Wujing was as stable as Mount Tai.

Chunyang frowned when he saw it, not satisfied at all, with a move in his hand, there were four sword pills manifestation swords, which he held in his hand, and synthesized a big sword that was both hands wide and two fingers thick, and took it in his hand and padded it, Chunyang was still not satisfied, so he simply solved the formation and fused the nine sword pills into one.

This sword is three palms wide, two fingers thick, five feet long, and weighs a thousand catties! Chunyang is satisfied, a sword slashing, the force is 10,000 catties, and it is smashed down fiercely! Wujing was already shocked when he saw that Chunyang could fuse the sword pill into a sword, but it was the first time he had seen this kind of method! Take him to combine nine sword pills into a heavy sword, his eyes are full of solemnity, a sword pill looks only the size of a pigeon's egg, and it is extremely rare to exceed the size of an egg, but don't see him so small, I think that there are few materials, and it is very light.

Generally speaking, sword pill refining, only the monks above the Jindan Yuan Infant have the ability to refine, and the refining is cumbersome, refining the spiritual material from the ordinary sword shape into a sword pill, and then from the sword pill to the sword shape, repeating it several times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, and then boiling a special medicinal liquid with various elixirs, and putting the sword pill into it to steam and cook it, so that it can absorb the medicinal properties, so that the sword nature can be purified, and it can really be practiced into a sword pill!

Sword Pill Transformation Sword But all sword pills have such means, but it is extremely rare to be able to fuse sword pills, and only the top sword refining method can work this technique!

Wujing raised the demon pestle to block, "Bang! bang! bang!" Pure Yang slashed down with a sword, smashed on the demon pestle, and was bounced high, but Chunyang's body twisted, and the flames extended from the battle armor, crawling along his arm full of heavy swords, "Drink!" The heavy sword that bounced high was wrapped in spiritual fire, condensed into a thin line of fire at the blade of the sword, the color was as red as blood, as if the heavy sword saw blood! The sword fell, the sword rose, and in an instant, Pure Yang slashed no less than ten times, each time, it was in the same place.

The eleventh time Pure Yang slashed down, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Enlightenment Sutra, and he was half-kneeling on the ground! The material of the Jiuyang Sword Pill is excellent, although the material of the Demon Suppression Pestle of the Enlightenment Sutra is rare, and it is more precious among the high-grade spiritual materials, but it is the opponent of the immortal material! was slashed in one place by Chunyang eleven times in a row, and there was an extremely condensed spiritual fire attached to the blade, and every collision would burn the demon pestle, so, after the eleventh chopping, the demon pestle was seen to be a small gap, and the spirituality was damaged, and the demon pestle was connected to the Wujing heart, and the natal weapon was damaged, so he was naturally counterattacked, so he vomited blood and knelt on the ground!

The domineering sword of Pure Yang pointed at the Enlightenment Sutra, and laughed: "At the age of the master, you can still fight with me hard-to-hard, it's not that I don't take care of the old man, the master still admits defeat!"

Wujing's face was flushed, and he was vomited blood by pure yang qi, and there was no time for him to cultivate the truth, where did a cultivator come to see the true age of a monk through foreign trade? He is only sixty or seventy years old this year, and he has entered cultivation, this age is nothing at all, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is young, but he only began to practice until he was old, so he looked like an old man, but he was an old man by pure yang, just like he was about to enter the earth, he was really angry with the poor monk!

However, the natal magic weapon was damaged, and he couldn't use it for a while, his golden body had not yet started, and he didn't have a magic weapon, just with a pair of fleshy palms, how to compete with Chunyang's heavy sword, so although Wujing was angry, he could only choose to admit defeat!

"Hehe, what a good tooth, the poor monk admits it, but I see how you fight against the white donor with a tired body?" Wujing said hatefully, glanced at Bai Zhenzhen, who had been standing aside, and was removed by the magic spirit.