So, Li Yun swallowed a spirit sunflower seed and quickly refined it, but he did not condense the pill of qi and blood, and found that his body seemed to be a bottomless pit, and he actually absorbed the power of qi and blood.

Li Yun thought for a moment, and suddenly his face was stunned.

"Yes, it should be that in the past half a month, I have patronized the cultivation of cultivation, and I have not focused on cultivating the physical body, so the physical body is deficient and has not reached the fullness of qi and blood."

After thinking clearly about the doorway, Li Yun swallowed more than a dozen spirit sunflower seeds in one breath before stopping.

At this moment, he felt that his physical body was strong and powerful, with wisps of crimson light flickering faintly on the surface of his body, and his body was tall, like a young emperor, standing proudly under the starry sky.

"Okay! you can move on to the next step and condense the Qi and Blood Pill!"

Li Yun, who was in retreat, did not know the situation in the outside world.

With the power of the two Great Spirit Venerable Realms on that day, a short battle occurred, and Liyang City became more and more provoked, and some holy places that were a little farther away also rushed to Liyang City.

On this day, a golden condor steed flew into the city with its wings spread, and a young man with sword eyebrows stood on it, with a cold temperament.

"I heard that Qiao Yu, the little poisonous girl of the Poison King Sacred Valley, has arrived, where is she?

Nearby, a monk looked shocked and in awe.

"This is the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Holy Sword Sect, Li Yijian? Oh my God! Finally, a Heavenly Glory of the Holy Son level has appeared!"

Someone looked puzzled and whispered.

"Why does Li Yijian want to challenge the little poisonous girl Qiao Yu?"

"It is rumored that the little poisonous girl Qiao Yu used to travel, and there was a poisonous fog all the way, but she accidentally poisoned a rare spirit beast hatchling that Li Yijian just gotten, so she couldn't wait to kill the little poisonous girl, but this is Liyang City, and there are two supreme powerhouses in the Spirit King Realm, and he doesn't dare to kill people on the street!"

Someone knew the inside story, and it immediately spread.

"The little poisonous girl Qiao Yu, although she is not the holy daughter of the Poison King Sacred Valley, but she is the sister of the Holy Son Qiao Yun.

This area was instantly plunged into a boil.

Li Yijian, the holy son of the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect, wants to challenge Qiao Yu, the little poisonous girl of the Poison King Sacred Valley, on the street, which can be called the tip of the needle against Mai Mang, I am afraid that a dragon and tiger battle will be staged.

The Holy Land from which the two of them came from, the overall strength is comparable, and they are both among the middle Holy Lands.

However, Li Yijian was a little older, and his earth-shattering swordsmanship was praised by many Lingzun realm powers.

Lu Xiong and Yandian Longma climbed to the top floor of a tea shop, their eyes shimmering, staring at Li Yijian, the holy son of the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect.

"O living holy son! If you are really heroic, you just don't know, has the saintess of the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect come? Is it like those pure female stars in the previous life, noble in front of people, and like two people in the future?"

Lu Xiong muttered for a while, and strange thoughts popped up in his mind, but after weighing his own strength, he decided not to touch the mold, so as not to be slashed by Li Yijian.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal

At the staircase, a shiny head popped up, and the owner of the head rolled his eyes for a while, and found the traces of Lu Xiong and the others, and hurriedly walked quickly, smiling.

"Brother Greenhair, and Brother Qingma, I haven't seen you for many days, and the little monk misses you very much"

Lu Xiong looked stunned, and secretly said Why did this bald donkey still find him?

Soon, his face sank and he was a little ugly.

"What green hair?

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Xiong, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

The monk of Zhenxing looked familiar, he didn't recognize life at all, grabbed the wine jug and drank a big sip, and at the end he grabbed the meat on the table and gnawed it indiscriminately, his mouth was full of oil, which was very incompatible with his simple monk's robe.

"Brother Xiong, your uncle!"

Lu Xiong was immediately very dissatisfied, this name sounded like a mixed underworld in his previous life, not very lucky, I was afraid that he would go out and be cut down.

Next to him, Yan Dianlong's eyes were spinning, and he suddenly pointed into the distance.

Over there, Li Yijian, the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect, sat on the golden condor, his body as straight as a mountain, wandering in the low sky nearby, waiting for the little poisonous girl Qiao Yu to appear. Starting.. m..

"I said really good, ahem, your Buddha name is really different, are you really good? That guy who rides an eagle looks very powerful, do you want to go up and beat him? Tell you, barbecue golden eagle wings must be extremely delicious, much more rare than the bird wings we eat these days!"

Yandian Longma was serious, and he persuaded the monk Zhenxing to shoot at Li Yijian, sniped Li Yijian, and grabbed the mount to roast and eat.

"Oh, this sounds like a good idea, but wait a minute, the little poisonous girl is coming, and when the two tigers fight, the little monk is making a move, and most of them will succeed!"

Monk Zhenxing was burying his head in the meat and talking casually, as if he was discussing a trivial matter.

Lu Xiong was startled, patted his chest, and was a little afraid.

"Dead horse, you're causing trouble! If Li Yun knows, I'm afraid I'm going to pick your skin! However, Li Yijian's figure mount is a good divine horse, most of them are middle-level spirit beasts, and the qi and blood contained in them are incomparably vast, and they are really a great supplement!"

Lu Xiong, who was tall and possessed by an ancient corpse, Ryoma, who could speak, and a monk with a simple face but a very bad heart, the three of them got together and muttered, and from time to time let out strange laughter, which attracted the attention of the nearby monks.

Not long after, Qiao Yu, the little poisonous girl in the Sacred Valley of the Poison King, appeared in this area.

She was wearing a well-fitting green shirt, looking delicate and cute, but her eyes were cold, and she glanced coldly at Li Yijian above.

"Hmph, birdman riding birds, you were just yelling?"

"What birdman? Little poisonous girl, are you looking for death?"

The golden eagle's wings were spread out, a full forty or fifty meters wide, and the golden feathers seemed to be poured out of gold, and the whole body was glowing with a touch of gold.

Li Yijian looked indifferent, anger rose in his eyes, he quickly drew his sword and slashed it down with a sword!

Rumble!

The nearby void shook for a while, and the sword qi was mighty, as if there was endless starlight, and terrifying visions such as falling stars appeared, which was very terrifying.

"This is the so-called Holy Son?

No one expected that the little poisonous girl Qiao Yu would show a mocking sneer, and without hurrying, she took out a magic staff made from the roots of an ancient tree, and the green light was filled.

With a wave of the staff, thousands of poisonous mist suddenly emitted, green and lush, devouring the stars and other visions.

After the blow, the two were evenly divided, causing many people to exclaim.

"How is it possible? The little poisonous girl is so strong?"

"Li Yijian is the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect, it is the signature of the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect in the Holy Land, the strongest one of the younger generation, it is said that his cultivation has already reached the late stage of the Spirit Pill Realm, how could he not succeed in one blow?"

In the distance, the top floor of the tea house.

The corners of Lu Xiong's mouth grinned, and he laughed strangely.

"These two are still trying? Hesitating, why don't they just make a powerful killing move? Then do I have a chance to fish in troubled waters!"

"It's coming!"

Monk Zhenxing wiped the grease on the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes with a little drunkenness, leaned against the window, and suddenly stared, as if he noticed something.

"Sure enough, they're going to make a killing move!"

Yanden Ryoma also straightened his posture, sitting on a chair like a big wolf dog, stretching his neck to look into the distance.

"Holy Light Sword!"

Suddenly, Li Yijian shouted loudly, and his whole body burst out with thousands of rays of light, like a light man possessed, and at the same time, the spirit sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, turning into a huge light sword.

"Go!"

The lightsaber trembled, quickly changing from one to ten, then to hundred, and then to thousand, until it occupied a large void in front of him, and then fell rapidly, covering an area of several hundred meters around the little poisonous girl Qiao Yu!

"It's too strong!"

In the distance, a monk was cold from head to toe, and almost peed his pants.

"It is rumored that the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Sect has ten thousand holy sword sword techniques, I don't know if it's true or not?"

There are monks who are well-informed, and they immediately recognized Li Yijian's killing moves.

"Look! the little poisonous girl has dealt with it!"

Under the attention of countless monks, the sneer on the little poisonous girl's face froze, knowing that this sword was extremely powerful, and it was not far from the powerful blow of the Spirit Venerable Realm, if she was not careful, she might suffer a heavy blow.

"Holy Poison Turtle King, come out!"

Qiao Yu let out a low snort, and touched the top of the staff with one hand, where there was a piece of blue tortoise shell, and this medium-grade spirit treasure was cast with this as the core.

A large cyan aura appeared, coming out from the top of the staff, and at the same time, a huge divine turtle phantom appeared, like a cyan divine mountain, and the horizontal was below the sword of thousands of holy lights.

"Lingbao's instrument soul? Hmph, I see what you're going to do next to block my next move?"

On the golden condor, Li Yijian stood proudly with a sword, his face was cold, and he let out a sneer.

Thundered!

There was a loud bang, some of the surrounding buildings were destroyed, the collapsed ruins and rubble flew wildly, and some of the monks who passed by jumped to their feet and quickly retreated into the distance.

Sure enough, the next moment, Li Yijian broke out again with a killing move, and the whole person jumped up from the golden condor, and suddenly turned into a holy light, the speed was as fast as the peak, tearing the void, and suddenly appeared behind Qiao Yu.

Poof!

"Ahh

Qiao Yu let out a coquettish cry, her pretty face changed color, she covered the blood on her waist, her expression turned pale, her delicate body suddenly dissipated, and disappeared in place as a poisonous mist.

"Li Yijian, you are highly poisoned, do you know? haha"

The sound was as crisp as a melodious bell, echoing through the area, but the words were filled with a deep chill, and the ice was piercing.

In the distance, in the area of some wine shops and tea houses, many monks watched the battle, and suddenly there was a burst of discussion, shaking their heads one after another, showing puzzled expressions.

"Holy Son Li Yijian is poisoned?"

"How is this possible? The two didn't fight at close range at all, how could Li Yijian be poisoned?"

"The little poisonous girl must be cheating! Deliberately attacking Li Yijian's winning intent, making Li Yijian fearful, it must be like this!"

Many monks believe that the little poisonous girl Qiao Yu must be singing about the empty city plan, in order to confuse Li Yijian and make Li Yijian worry about the future.

In a tea shop, the monk Zhenxing suddenly chuckled.

"These guys are all wrong, they should be poisoned, and the knocking stick is at this moment!"

Before the words fell, he shook his monk's robe, like a big bird, and flew straight out from the top floor of the tea shop up to a height of 100 meters, his body was like a feather, and he floated to the top of a nearby building.

"Damn, is this guy still an ascetic?I feel like he must be very skilled at knocking stuffy sticks, and he used to do it a lot?" read3;