It's just that Gongsun Mingjian's sword heart is clear, and his will is as tough as a rock, and this breath is not enough to shake his mind. []

"Who is coming?" Gongsun Mingjian shouted, the Taichu Sword was already in his hand, the strong enemy was coming, the Taichu Sword in his hand was also slightly moved, and there were bursts of clear sound from the sword body.

Gongsun Mingjian and Taichu Sword have the same heart, and knowing their intentions, they also began to boil their fighting spirits: it is rare to have an opponent, so they will have a good time.

As soon as the Taichu Sword came out, a strong momentum erupted on Gongsun Mingjian's body, sweeping in all directions, and it could be heard within more than ten miles.

The breath can stir up the wind and clouds and qi within more than ten miles, but from the perspective of the strength of the breath, the explosion of Gongsun Mingjian this time, even surpassing the real person of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, is already infinitely close to the level of the Yuan Ying True Monarch.

"Hmm?" The people who came didn't expect that the aura of Gongsun Mingjian could climb to such a terrifying realm in a short period of time, and they were taken aback.

That breath certainly has the sword intent bonus of that sword cultivation, but the main strength is still on that long sword.

What kind of sword is that? The person who came was also interested, and the long box behind him sensed the breath of Gongsun Mingjian's explosion, and it had already begun to "tuk" and sway. It's as if there's a rebellious and irascible monster locked up inside.

"Meng Huo, are you Gongsun Mingjian?" The man in black roughly guessed the identity of the other party: such a sharp and unfamiliar sword cultivator, except for the goal of his own trip. In this place, there are no others.

"Exactly. Are you also here for the reward?" The aura exploded, snatching the momentum back, and forming a stalemate with the other party, Gongsun Mingjian also asked.

Meng Huo, as early as decades ago, was a formidable existence in the Nanfeng Sea. He is one of the most dazzling Yuan Dan real people among the later monks. It's just that he suddenly disappeared later, and when everyone saw him again, he turned out to be a realm fall. There is only that innate realm.

What twists and turns and reasons are unknown, but he gradually withdrew from the eyes of many monks in the South Wind Sea. It was like a pebble sinking into the sea, and after stirring up a wave, it disappeared without a trace, and there was no news again.

This is also a thing that the cultivators often mention after dinner in the southern seas, no matter when, the fall of geniuses is always something that ordinary monks like to see, and if it is not passed on for ten or eight years, it is sorry for their gossip heart. []

I didn't expect to meet here today, but it was against what I knew: from the perspective of the breath, the other party's cultivation was by no means inferior to the upper level of Yuan Dan. And from the essence of the breath, it can be seen that the other party is extremely tricky, and it is even possible that he has a strange treasure in his hand, just like he has the Taichu Sword.

"Not for a bounty. Just for the promise. But I'm not going to take your life, I just want you to lose your power. Meng Huo frowned, the long box behind him shook, and there was already blood and light surging, and the box broke out with a "pop".

Originally, Gongsun Mingjian released the Taichu Sword, and it also had some advantages in terms of momentum. But the long box burst open, and a fierce aura poured out, enveloping all directions, and in an instant, the advantages of Gongsun Mingjian were wiped out, and even the line was overpowered.

"Wow 1 The Taichu Sword in Gongsun Mingjian's hand sensed the breath of the other party, and it was a slight vibration and a loud sound, if it wasn't for Gongsun Mingjian's grip on it, it would have to come out of its hand and go straight to that strong breath.

The blood behind him was surging, instantly soaking the sky like a fire, the breath was still rising, Meng Huo sighed, and his right hand reached behind him, already holding a long knife.

The strong aura of the two collided, making this radius of several miles a place of chaos, and the wind rose in gusts, as if it was a hurricane.

After the Chu River came out of Qingling Island, it went all the way to the south and went straight into the inner perimeter.

As the name suggests, almost all the light seen along the way is drowsy, the gray mist is as viscous as substance, the sea surface is black, and the sky is piled up with dark clouds that have not dispersed for thousands of years. This kind of scene was even darker than what could be seen in the inner enclosure of the Demon Cloud Mountain Range, and Yin Sen was a point or two. ...,