Nanlan's face was full of disbelief, looking at the empty half of his body below and the surging flames, he only had time to choke and scream, and then turned into a ball of violently burning coke.

In his mind, in an instant, he was extremely remorseful: although his body's qualifications were not superior, he had already cultivated to the Yuan Dan realm, and in the future, he could live a comfortable life for hundreds of years.

How do you know, here today, but it is to shoot the sun and fire to kill, and a hundred years of cultivation have come to naught, how can he not make his hatred difficult to look at.

In the last remaining thoughts, he was full of hatred: Great Elder, you must avenge me, let out this breath.

On the periphery of Qingling Island, he is not the only one like this, including the disciples of many sects such as the Xuanji Sect and the Red Blood Alliance.

Over the years, Qingling Island has deliberately enhanced its long-range strike capabilities, and has purchased several new Sun-Shooting Fire Guns, making up a double-digit firepower. In addition to shooting the sun and fire, the runic towers at close range are so dense that people will feel the fingers when they see them.

Those disciples of all sects and sects who deliberately crossed the line and wanted to take advantage of the attack of the monk with unknown intentions and then cause a great disturbance were fortunate enough to avoid the attack of the Sun-Shooting Fire Bolt, and the "rain curtain" formed by the dense sword qi and arrows that followed could also be easily shot down, not to mention the subsequent thunderbolt and ice shuttle and other follow-up things.

In just a few breaths, the more than 100 monks who deliberately invaded regardless of the advice of the Qingling Sect did not survive a lifetime, and they all returned to the sky with hatred and turned into a chaotic blood mist.

These, under the prelude to the fight outside the island. It's more like a small episode, the elite of Qingling Island, chasing and killing those unknown monks who broke out, is the main battlefield.

Among them, a blonde monk with a small white beast and Gongsun Mingjian were the sharpest, and they were ordinary Yuanying Zhenjun, who could not support most moves under them, and in the face of them, there was no choice but to escape from the Pure Yuanying. If not. can only end up in a fateful situation.

Especially the Gongsun Famous Sword, which is only a middle-level cultivation of Yuanying, is so sharp that it is only a matter of ten breaths. It is to kill a Yuan Ying Zhenjun. Hit one person hard. Seven or eight Yuan Dan real people, even his sword couldn't stop it. It is really majestic to the extreme, and it is magnificent. Invincible.

The glory of sword cultivation is vividly displayed at this time: with only one sword, the world can be as big as it can be!

However, he soon ran into an opponent!

Black from the clouds of the real one!

In the past, the Black Dragon Gate was in charge of guarding the True One Grandmaster here!

"Good sword!" "Black Liyun was covered in golden light, and in mid-air, his body was transformed between blurred and clear, a bit of a taste of both virtual and real. However, his body is a few points thinner than ordinary people, comparable to a young man who has just developed.

Gongsun Mingjian did not respond to the other party, but calmed down, the sword heart was raised, and the spirit and spirit were also mentioned to the highest in an instant.

The surging sword qi burst out, confronting the terrifying coercion released by Hei Liyun, making the void within a thousand zhang tremble, and layers of void waves continued to surge, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

The other party escaped from the golden body of the Yuan Shen, and his supernatural powers were far more ordinary, and Gongsun Mingjian fought with him, and he didn't have much chance of winning, so he couldn't help but go all out in an instant.

Hei Liyun didn't expect that the other party was just the strength of the Yuanying Intermediate Rank, and under the deliberate release of all the coercion from his body, he was still calm and stable.

"Yes, it is worthy of being the most dazzling sword cultivation in the Nanfeng Sea in recent years, there are many talents in the Southern Sword Sect, and it is really difficult to find another one other than Nanyun Lan who can stand side by side with you. Hei Liyun's eyes narrowed, and he continued to speak loudly, and the sound shook all over the field.

His words, of course, have a sense of emotion in them, but they have an off-topic meaning, but they are deliberately said to Nantian and others.

It's just that at this time, Nan Tian, most of his mind was focused on the battle of Chu River, and he didn't react much to what he deliberately said, but Nan Lin beside him almost jumped to his feet: "You black pimple, dare to underestimate my Southern Sword Sect, I can't find one, the outstanding sword cultivation of this faction's Yuan Ying Realm, if not a hundred, there are eighty, and there are at least ten or more than this kid." ”

Seeing that he was about to step forward to theorize, Xuan Lin repeatedly told him not to be impatient, and then replied with his phonological supernatural powers: "If Hei Liyun Zhenyi has the ability, he will first pass the level of Gongsun Zhenjun, and then talk about the Southern Sword Sect, and it will not be too late." ”

Xuan Lin's words brought a lot of personal emotional colors, and the disdain and contempt in them revealed one or two, which made Hei Liyun's face change in an instant.

The old fox is the old fox, this will come back, but it makes Hei Liyun urgent, and he can only start with Gongsun Mingjian first to correct his reputation.

However, Xuan Lin and the others soon couldn't sit still, except for Xuan Xiaotian, they all stood up and looked at Qingling Island, and even Nanlin began to scold again.

The Qingling Sect was full of artillery fire, and those monks who deliberately crossed the line were all killed, and they couldn't even leave their entire corpses, and their faces could be "snapped".

Although there was something wrong in the first place, he never thought that the Qingling Sect would be so ruthless and merciless, and it was all a matter of extermination.

"Bastard!" Nan Tian stuffed his chest to his throat in one breath, almost scolding his mother: just one impact, the Southern Sword Sect fell five or six Yuan Dan Zhenren and several Innate Realm cultivators, and it was like stabbing him in the body, which was very painful.

"These bastards, so ruthless in disregard of friendship, senior brother, why don't we surround and kill them together and destroy them. Nanlin's eyes were filled with flames, and his face was ruthless.

He is insidious and unscrupulous by nature, and although he sometimes lacks scheming and steady, and is a little impetuous, he is belligerent and killing, and it is not uncommon for him to go to war at this time.

"Nantian Daoist, do you see?" Xuan Lin looked at Xuan Xiaotian, and saw that he was still watching the battle between Chu He and Red Blood with taste, and then turned to Nantian and asked.

In the artillery fire of the Qingling Sect, the Xuanji Sect also lost two Yuan Dan real people, which made him also a little painful.

However, this matter still made Nanjian faction take the lead, and Xuanji Sect and Ying are it, so he asked Nantian's opinion. Qingling Sect, it is not as good as before, now it has the combat power of the two primordial gods, it has already become a hedgehog, if you want to lower your mouth, you have to suffer the same unbearable pain, this price is unusual, you need to be cautious.

Especially when they have cultivated to the Yuan Shen Realm, they can see the threshold of ascending to the immortal, and they should be more cautious about some of the battles between the same level that do not hurt the fundamental morale and face.

It's just that the interests of the colossal forces behind them make them unable to avoid these two points, and they must react, otherwise, sometimes it will lead to unpredictable consequences, and then let the anger above be raging, which is not what they are willing to bear.

How did Nan Tian not know what the intention of his question was, and sneered in his heart: Do you want my Southern Sword Sect to go out and make enemies with the Qingling Sect?

High-level combat power cultivation cloth, for its use and wear, it has always been a cautious thing for those in power. Even if you lose ten Yuan Ying True Monarchs, you don't want to lose one Yuan Shen True One. Similarly, even if ten Yuan Dan Zhenjun died, Nan Tian didn't want to lose one Yuan Ying Zhenjun for this.

If it was for the sake of a few Yuan Dan real people, he did not hesitate to tear his face and fight to the death with the Qingling Sect, Nantian would not be stupid to such a point, even if he added the measurement of face and morale to it.

For a while, Nantian was also struggling to advance and retreat: the previous order to let those disciples test the bottom line of the Qingling Sect seemed to be a wonderful move to advance and retreat in one step, but under the desperate ferocity of Chu He's rage, it immediately turned into a stinky chess.

Dare to be the enemy of many powerful forces regardless of everything, and even besiege by all powerful forces, he doesn't care, like this, it makes Nantian and the others hesitate.

A madman is always a fear, and a madman whose combat power has reached the Yuan Shen Realm is even more enough to give Nan Tian and the others a headache: to save face, you must fight to the death with it, if you don't ask for it, your disciples will inevitably complain about it, morale will drop sharply, affecting unity, and the next time you want them to do things, I am afraid that they will not work as hard as they do today.

It's so poisonous! I'm afraid of a madman who plays his cards with uneasy common sense! No matter how careful his plan is, he will be able to break the situation and turn it into an unbearable situation.

There was a sense of disorder in Nantian's mind, and there was a trace of excitement mixed in it: he was instigating him to fight at any cost, wipe out the Qingling Sect in the South Wind Sea, and solve this scourge.

Soon, he suppressed this strange excitement and said, "Is Xuanlin Daoist confident?"

Xuan Lin didn't reply to his words, and his eyes were looking directly at the battle situation in the distance.

Nantian refocused his attention, but he broke out in a cold sweat.

There, the Red Blood True One turned out to be defeated and retreated, and it couldn't stop the attack of the Chu River at all, no matter how strong the Red Blood Domain was, under the wild roll of the Chu River's Ten Thousand Feather Demon Box, it was like thin ice that had seen the scorching sun, and the speed of melting was extremely surprising.

It's just that as soon as he lost his mind, he had the upper hand, and it seemed that the proud means of fighting with the Black Winged Bat King had not been used yet, just with the Ten Thousand Feathers Demon Box?!

I remembered a sentence accidentally put forward by Uncle Nanfengxing: "The monk surnamed Chu will not be inferior to you in the way of the sword in the future." ”

Ten Thousand Feather Demon Box, the Profound Cold Flame Sword Intent, the Unknown Fire Wheel, and the Strange Wind Wings that can hurt the Spirit Treasure. What kind of amazing powers does this guy have?!

At this moment, the balance in Nantian's heart was tilted a lot: if he made a move, it would definitely be a bet with little chance of winning. Unless......

His eyes turned to Xuan Xiaotian, who was still watching the battle cross-legged.

There is no doubt that if it is possible to block Chu He and that old Daoist, it is only this master of the upper rank of the Yuan God Realm.

Xuan Xiaotian seemed to sense the meaning in his gaze, and still smiled, but did not speak, but cast his eyes on Xuan Lin's body.

All his decisions still need to be spoken by the supreme authority of the Xuanji Sect here. (To be continued.) )