Haoyu Zhenxian

"After ninety-nine return to one calamity, come to Tianzhao Sword Sect in Xianque Xingchen to look for me again."

In the sword soul ancestral picture, An Hanyan, who inherited the sword soul of time, once gave Chen Ping instructions.

At that time, Chen Ping didn't take this "order" to heart at all.

However, after Zutu Qiling and senior brother Xianyicang vaguely mentioned that An Hanyan had a great origin, he became a bit more thoughtful.

But in order to prevent the great sage from finding out Jin Zhu, he didn't even frown even when he left the Immortal Sword Sect, let alone go to Xianque Xingchen for an appointment?
Those who take the initiative are most likely to be abandoned.

With Chen Ping's experience, how can he fail to see through such iron laws.

The sea of ​​nothingness, the black market of potential dragons.

"Is it her?"

Chen Ping glanced at the Huashen Nanxiu flying down from the Xinghai flying boat, and fell into deep doubt.

Apart from his gender, this person's facial features and figure are no different from An Hanyan back then.

Even brothers and bloodlines cannot be so indistinguishable.

"Hundreds of years have passed since the Tianzhao Sword Sect obtained one hundred quotas for entering the ancestral map and comprehending the sword soul through the Lingquan Immortal Palace."

"Behind An Hanyan, there is a great sage to help him."

"Combined with one's own background, it is not a dream to elevate to a great level. "

Chen Ping's thoughts changed sharply.

His vision has already surpassed the Great Thousand Realms period.

From the late stage of Yuanying to the late stage of Huashen, there is a huge gap in the realm. Even if you refine the high-level grain medicine every day, it will be difficult to do it for hundreds of years.

But for a super power, there are too many star treasures to improve the cultivation base, not just limited to pills.

Judging from the clues, this male cultivator was transformed by An Hanyan!
In fact, Chen Ping had dealt with this woman before.

The most straightforward method is undoubtedly to capture its soul and breath identification.

But when an unsmiling gray old man flashed out of the golden coffin,

And after guarding the surrounding area of ​​Huashen Nanxiu, Chen Ping immediately restrained his mind and dispelled all temptations.

"sword……"

Just looking at the old man in gray, Chen Ping knew the sea like a thunderbolt, and quickly turned his eyes away.

His expression suddenly became horrified.

This guardian cultivation that does not radiate any magic power can't be described in terms of horror.

The whole person stood motionless, but formed a small world of its own.

It's like a fairy sword that can kill all directions at any time.

Not only him, but almost all the black market beings feel oppressed, and hang their heads in horror, not daring to look at the old man.

At this moment, a figure surrounded by flames and yang energy popped out of Chen Ping's mind.

To Xin Jingyang, the Elder of the Neishan Mountain of the Immortal Sword Sect!
The seventh-order peak cultivator who has mastered half of the opening treasure and has the ability to hit the bottleneck of Dao integration.

How similar is the coercion he brings to people with this gray-robed old man!
It's just that one is the celestial phenomenon of the way of swordsmanship, and the other is the way of fire.

"This old rule is basically [-]% compatible with mana, and can start to peek into the realm of the great saint!"

Chen Ping felt awe-inspiring.

One of the preconditions for harmony, the perfect integration of rules into mana.

Therefore, the strong man who has reached that step is already close to the body of rules.

Under normal circumstances, which kind of rule is the most powerful is the kind of celestial phenomenon that people feel.

If you say that the great sages are the projections of Tao.

Then, the gray-robed sword cultivator in front of him has already sketched out the outline of Taoism. …

Chen Ping swallowed his throat, showing submission and respect just like the creatures in the black market.

The great cultivator of Xuxu refers to the peak realm of Xuxu.

There was a huge gap between the original and the later stage.

And this sword cultivator is a strong man at the peak of refining the void, he can be called almost invincible under the great sage!
……

A pair of strange combinations jumped off the golden coffin flying boat of the immortal stack.

A young man in the late stage of God Transformation, with a guard at the peak of Void Refining.

"Wow!"

At the same time, the huge flying sparrow pressed its wings heavily, and the flying boat that did not fall into the immortal stack immediately shot into the sky of nothingness.

The golden powder mist in the valley dissipated immediately.

Obviously, the distinguished guests who came to Qianlong Black Market were the two in front of them.

"Shua!"

Then, the gray-robed sword cultivator didn't know whether he had been instructed or not, wrapped himself in sword energy, and flew into the depths of the black market with the Huashen male cultivator.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked at the creatures below.

"Scared me!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping flicked his thick sleeve robe to wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead.

From the moment this peak sword cultivator appeared, he was even more certain that the male cultivator of Huashen was An Hanyan!
After all, Tianzhao Sword Sect is also a side of sword cultivators.

All clues cannot be coincidence.

Just now, Chen Ping really panicked.

He was worried that An Hanyan would use some secret technique to find him, so he chased him all the way to the Qianlong black market to arrest him and force him to practice.

But now it is certain that it is his own delusional attack.

The effect of the Immortal Cover was so powerful that even the Great Sword Cultivator and An Hanyan had been concealed from it.

……

"That fellow sword cultivator possesses the strength of half-step harmony!"

"Who is he?"

"Being able to order a half-step to join the road, the identity of the hero of the transformation god is even more terrifying."

The creatures in the black market were surprised and horrified.

Those present are all discerning people.

In the sea of ​​nothingness, non-seventh order cannot survive.

Then, just transfer the flying boat that the transcendent forces will not fall into the immortal stack and go on your way.

He also sent a Lianxu Great Sword Cultivator to guard him at all times.

The background of Huashen Boy can be imagined!
The guessing identities of all living beings, you and me, also verified the vastness of Kun Xinghai from the side.

The sea of ​​nothingness around Time and Stars is just the tip of the iceberg.

If the distance is more than ten celestial rivers, even a half-step Hedao level existence will not have a good reputation.

……

"The two distinguished guests sent by the Immortal Inn have gone to Qinglong Cave!"

"Could it be that the lord of the black market has an unresolved grievance with them? If it's true, with the supernatural powers of Fellow Daoist Qinglong, I'm afraid he can't match that swordsman."

"No, if there is a grudge, why would you come here in a flying boat with great fanfare, and why bring a junior who is a God Transformer!"

The next moment, there was turmoil among all living beings.

Chen Ping looked up, and the end point of the gray-clothed great swordsman's escaping light trajectory was a huge cave in the deepest part of the black market.

Blue thunder and lightning roared at the entrance of the cave, and it seemed that the depth inside was bottomless.

There, it is the cultivation cave of Qinglong Daozun, the master of Qianlong black market.

Usually, the surrounding areas are all forbidden areas.

Creatures of the same level will not trespass.

But Jianxiu and Huashen junior ignored the rules, flew straight into the cave and disappeared without a trace.

This time, some cautious people, including Chen Ping, flew secretly to the edge of the valley. …

Once there is a change in the Qinglong Cave, it is inevitable that a catastrophe will come and disperse.

……

Amidst the panic among the people in the black market, the time for a stick of incense is extremely long.

With the continued stability of Qinglong Cave and no change in the Star Valley restriction, the anxiety of all the cultivators has eased a bit.

Another half an hour passed.

After Qinglong Cave remained peaceful, the order here gradually returned to normal.

The Qianlong black market is well-known, and it has received countless powerful people from all walks of life.

It is said that more than 1000 years ago, a great sage stayed here for several days.

It's just a junior who has a background in transforming gods.

After making some waves, no one left.

"strangeness."

Slowly lowering his figure, Chen Ping returned to the street corner.

It is impossible for the Qinglong Daoist at the peak of refining Xu not to notice An Hanyan's battle.

Why didn't you come out to meet him?
After he couldn't figure it out, he decisively put aside his distracting thoughts and went into the next shop.

The smell of medicine is tangy, and [-]% of the items sold on the jade pillar are pills.

"Welcome fellow daoists to come to Yong'an Danpu."

"The proprietor of this alchemy shop is Daoist Qinglong's friend, Daoist Yong'an."

"The proprietor's alchemy skills are well-known for millions of miles around, and many fellow Taoists have come here admiringly, sincerely seeking alchemy."

Seeing Chen Ping looking around silently, a middle-aged man in white suddenly walked out of a water mirror placed in the hall.

It was actually a shopkeeper of the alchemy shop in the early stage of refining.

"My lord, Nie Shuiqi, may I ask you the name of fellow Taoist?"

The middle-aged man in white clasped his hands with a smile on his face.

"Wang Langji."

Chen Ping responded with cherished words like gold.

"Wandering in the stars, the immortal name of fellow Taoist is extraordinary!"

Nie Shuiqi's eyes lit up, and he praised casually.

Hearing this, Chen Ping twitched his lips slightly.

It is worthy of being the shopkeeper of the human race who opens the door to do business.

Lingquan Immortal Palace sent envoys from all the stars, half of which were human races.

It is also a major characteristic of the human race to talk about people when they see people, and to talk about people when they see ghosts.

The hundred clans are the most exquisite.

It's not made up.

"Wang came to your place for the first time, can shopkeeper Nie introduce his proprietor Yong'an Daozun?"

After scanning around, Chen Ping said calmly.

He is the only guest at Yong'an Danpu for the time being.

"This store only sells pills, it should be."

Nie Shuiqi nodded and opened the conversation: "The proprietor is only [-] years old..."

After a few breaths, Chen Ping learned some information about Daoist Yong'an.
This person is one of the creatures resident in Qianlong Black Market.

In the late stage of refining the void, the skill of alchemy is superb.

Yong'an Dao Zun is also a golden signboard in the black market.

Attracted many monks to this transaction.

"Is it equivalent to the chief alchemist of the black market..."

Chen Ping frowned calmly.

He carefully looked at the labels of various pills.

Found that the price is not cheap.

This is not easy.

He wondered secretly.

Danxiantu elixir seizes the market, and the condition for attracting people to buy is low price.

If he sells the elixir wantonly, he will surely offend Daoist Yong'an.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, the elixirs in this elixir shop are of high quality, they are not comparable to the deceitful elixirs sold by half-baked alchemists."

Nie Shuiqi was selling with a smile.

"Cheap is cheap for a reason, why bother stepping on one."...

With a cold snort secretly, Chen Ping said with an unchanged expression:
"Shopkeeper Nie, Mr. Wang would like to buy a Sumeru Jingwu Pill and Hao Cangjin Pill. Is there any stock in your store?"

From the moment he asked for pills, he had already given up his plan to sell pills in Qianlongfang City.

After all, there is a genuine alchemy sitting here.

There is a risk of being seen through the elixir of immortality.

"These two types of pills, fellow daoist, are you sure?"

Upon hearing the guest's request, Nie Shuiqi's eyes flashed with suspicion.

Xumi Jingwu Pill, a special pill that temporarily increases spatial perception.

And the Haocang Golden Pill is even more valuable.

This pill can promote the integration of rules and mana, and it is an auxiliary thing for monks in the early stage of refining to break through the bottleneck.

Jing Wu Pill is better, the general price of one pattern is [-] immortal crystals.

But Haocang Jinwan is a first-class treasure, which can save hundreds of years of hard work for monks at the beginning of the seventh rank.

Without thousands of immortal crystals, it is impossible to obtain them.

Nie Shuiqi's doubts were justified.

How can a mere early stage alchemist have such wealth?
"Judging from Shopkeeper Nie's tone, your shop seems to be available for sale."

Chen Ping said calmly, covered his palms, and untied a storage ring.

After sweeping away his consciousness, Nie Shuiqi's body shook.

In the ring, there are thousands of fairy crystals neatly placed.

"Big customer!"

Immediately, Nie Shuiqi's smile became more intense, and he told him in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, fellow Daoist Wang, there is still one grain of Xumi Jingwu Pill left in our store, and it can be traded now."

"However, Haocang Jinwan needs to be reserved with the owner in advance, and two thousand immortal crystals must be paid in advance."

Make an appointment with Yongan Taoist?
Chen Ping thought for a while, and said: "After buying the Jingwu Pill, Wang will not have much money left. The matter of Haocang Jinwan should be delayed for a while."

"Alright."

Nie Shuiqi chuckled and said: "If you Wang Daoyou is not in a hurry to leave the black market, you can wait for decades. The golden pill refined by the proprietor may be released together with Qinglong Xianlu."

"Oh!"

With a raised eyebrow, Chen Ping kept it in mind.

He once again learned about Qinglong Xianlu.

"Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Nie, what is that fairy dew?"

Chen Ping pretended to know nothing.

"Everyone knows that Qinglong Taoist has a trace of real dragon blood in his body."

"The fairy dew is the essence of the blood that he forced out of his body."

Nie Shuiqi was also happy, and revealed without hesitation: "Xianlu is the most precious treasure for body training. In the past, when the Qianlong black market was most prosperous, it was the time when Xianlu came out."

The real dragon in his mouth refers to the Tai Sui real dragon family.

"Please trouble fellow Daoist Nie for details..."

When Chen Ping was about to ask in detail, he saw a tall and strong man walking in the door.

As soon as he entered the room, he yelled: "Master Nie, someone is here to buy a bottle of potion."

In the next moment, Chen Ping could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

It was Tixiu surnamed Ba who he was about to ambush on the way.

Tixiu surnamed Ba and monk surnamed Jin intended for Qinglong Xianlu.

It is not surprising to meet again in the black market.

But the other party obviously didn't know him.

"Hey, let's count on you!"

With a move in his heart, Chen Ping said to Nie Shuiqi: "Master Nie, first give me Wang's Sumeru Jingwu Pill, here are five hundred immortal crystals!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves carelessly, throwing out a bunch of shiny things. …

"My dear guest, wait a moment!"

When Nie Shuiqi saw it, he smiled apologetically at Tixiu Ba, and then walked into the mirror.

After more than ten breaths, he took out a jade box full of restraints without haste.

After opening a gap in front of Chen Ping, he quickly covered it.

"make a deal."

Chen Ping was overjoyed, and he sent the fairy crystal away indifferently, and took back the jade box.

"Wang Daoyou will buy pills in the future, you must first consider my Yong'an pill shop!"

Perhaps seeing that Wang Langji didn't even pay back the price, Nie Shuiqi knew that he was undoubtedly a high-flyer, so he sent him off with a smile.

After Chen Ping left, he entertained Tixiu surnamed Ba.

"This fellow daoist in the early stage of refining is rich and powerful."

Ti Xiu, surnamed Ba, narrowed his eyes and said.

"Wang Daoyou still intends to buy the Haocang Golden Pill..."

As soon as Nie Shuiqi touched his chin, he stopped talking and gave an enthusiastic introduction to Tixiu Ba.

……

a day later.

Chen Ping visited the few shops in the Qianlong black market.

At this moment, after taking down the eighth-grade ore circulating on the black market, the amount in his hand has reached 51 pieces.

The extra ore I bought was called "Holy Dragon Cailin".

In the records of the Death Profound Art, this thing can dye spiritual power, making the magic light and immortal energy produced by the practice flutter.

As the Elder Uishan of the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect, he is a dignified and righteous giant, and it seems inappropriate to cry and howl as soon as he makes a move.

That's why Chen Ping cruelly spent a hundred more fairy crystals to dress himself up.

On the main street of Star Valley, he strolled slowly.

Ti Xiuhe

Sure enough, all the monks surnamed Jin arrived at the black market.

This father-in-law and son-in-law have evil intentions.

Even if you pass by, you don't say hello, and you behave like a stranger.

It is estimated that they intend to severely pit a group of comrades.

At the booth, Chen Ping unabashedly spent another batch of fairy crystals.

Then, without saying a word, he flew away and rushed out of the Qianlong black market.

The big net has been laid.

Just wait for the greedy fish to catch themselves in the net!
Of course, if there are too many fish in his pocket, he will run away without hesitation.

……

"Before practicing the Void-level Treasure Technique, let's collect some evil obstacles to make a fortune!"

Flying all the way out of the Qianlong black market, Chen Ping's heart was agitated endlessly.

He was full of anticipation from the overwhelming vigilance of his spiritual sense.

The stall owner of the Sea Clan, Tixiu Ba, monk Jin, and even the lackeys of Danpu are all potential fish!
"The feast has begun, little tails!"

After fleeing thousands of miles, Chen Ping slowed down and hid in the space pretending to be cautious.

His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the black market, flashing with a savage brilliance.

An hour later.

Chen Ping hid in the overlapped passageway, snapping his fingers boredly.

"damned!"

Finally, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

The situation is completely opposite to what I expected.

At first, the stall owner of the Sea Clan in the mid-seventh stage seemed a little moved when he saw him leave.

But I don't know what to think, and I wandered back at the entrance.

"Hey, I underestimated the wisdom of the alien race. Even the weaker sea race has no foolish tricks."

Chen Ping sighed regretfully.

As for Tixiu Ba, who focused on fishing, the monk Jin turned a blind eye and let him go.

"Could it be that I acted too much before?"...

Chen Ping, who had nothing to gain, frowned, stretched his arms, and really shuttled away.

……

after a long time.

In Qianlong Black Market, two figures meet in a hidden place.
"God, a cultivator at the early stage of Void Refining really dared to tempt us to chase after him..."

The speaker's voice was like a bell, with a trace of fear.

It turned out to be Tixiu Ba who met Chen Ping twice!
"Fellow Daoist Ba, are you sure this guy is the hidden aura that followed us thousands of miles in the sea of ​​nothingness?"

The monk surnamed Jin said in disbelief.

"Ba Mou is purely physical cultivation, and his spiritual powers are relatively weak."

"In order to prevent being attacked by others, Ba did not hesitate to spend 3000 years to improve a method of listening to heaven and earth."

"With this method, any aura with a radius of ten thousand miles will never escape my perception unless the Great Sage comes in person."

Ti Xiu, surnamed Ba, said with an ugly face.

The meaning of the words is very straightforward.

He actually discovered Chen Ping's intentions back then.

But covered by the fairy robe of Deshan, he can only vaguely judge that someone around him is trying to do something wrong.

"How can you tell me to believe it!"

The monk surnamed Jin said with his eyelids twitching wildly.

In the sea of ​​nothingness, the two walked forward without leaving each other for a moment.

Isn't it just to be afraid of the guy who follows him!
Originally, the two guessed that they were creatures of the same level, or even the peak of the seventh level.

But the old man told him today that the person who blatantly pursued them was just a small early stage of refining.

Dare to intercept two late stage refiners in the early stage of virtual refinement!
Isn't this the biggest joke in the world?
"Could it be the old monster who traveled the sea of ​​nothingness?"

The monk surnamed Jin said suddenly.

"If he was a great sage, you and I would have already ascended to heaven."

Shaking his head, Tixiu surnamed Ba said word by word: "He is indeed in the early stage of refining the void, but at least he has the ability to
Comparing the supernatural powers of the late stage of Lianxu, otherwise I would never dare to trace thousands of miles. "

"We are being targeted by him, what should we do?"

Cultivator surnamed Jin shivered suddenly.

"If he comes back to compete for Qinglong Xianlu in a few decades, he will be open and honest, and win this son to join our camp."

Ti Xiudao, surnamed Ba, said something astonishing.

The monk surnamed Jin subconsciously took a breath, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the old man had considered it carefully.

Efforts to defuse hatred is also a way.

If they can turn around and make a fellow Taoist who has unlimited potential, the two will benefit a lot.

"If that person is determined to deal with the two of us, he will directly turn to Taoist Qinglong! Ba has seen many life and death, but he is even more afraid of death."

Ti Xiu, surnamed Ba, smiled wryly.

Then, the two of them communicated for a while with solemn faces, and then separated as if nothing had happened.

……

Qianlong black market.

Qinglong Cave.

After a few days, neither the Great Sword Cultivator nor Huashen Juncai, who was approaching Hedao, appeared.

No one knows what's going on in the cave.

At this moment, Qinglong Cave is extremely deep.

The increasingly narrow passage suddenly opened up at the end.

On the edge, a pitch-black abyss churned wildly.

The thunderous roar was endless.

But the strange thing is that the earth-shattering sound only echoed in a few miles around.

As if trapped by the ban, it cannot spread to the black market outside.

Taking a closer look, there is a tyrannical guardian formation composed of countless runes in the abyss under the feet. …

In the center, a giant cyan dragon that was as long as a mountain crouched quietly.

Its whole body is like emerald mosaic, without any flaws.

The head was buried deep in his body, making it impossible to see the true face clearly.

Moreover, the body of the dragon demon rose and fell, as if sleeping soundly.

Even though the distance between the two monks was less than a few feet, it did not disturb its dream.

"Hey, back then, my sacred heart was as high as the sky, and I wanted to forcefully cultivate both dharma and body, so I planted the blood of the Tai Sui real dragon into your body, but in the end it hurt you."

A magnetic voice sounded faintly.

A man pressed his palm to Qinglong, and his tone was filled with indescribable desolation.

He was actually a male cultivator in the late stage of God Transformation brought by the golden coffin spaceship!
"Boom!"

I don't know what spell this male cultivator cast.

As a stream of clear spiritual water wrapped around his hand, the aura of the green dragon suddenly became turbulent.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon raised its head high, and let out an ear-splitting dragon roar: "Who disturbed this deity's sleep!"

"Little Dragon."

The Huashen male cultivator leaned his hands on his back and shouted faintly.

"you……"

Qinglong first showed a deep fear towards the gray-robed swordsman, then turned his head to look at the unremarkable cultivator who transformed himself into a god, and after observing for a long time, he said in an incredible voice:

"Senior Mi Yan!"

"Have you reincarnated and rebuilt?"

Hearing this, Huashen Nanxiu smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Yes, Xiao Long'er, with your current three-legged cat supernatural power, you can spray me to death in one breath."

"My lord, this junior is worried about your safety day and night."

As if seeing his mother, Qinglong turned into the size of a palm, wrapped his arms around the male cultivator affectionately, and said in amazement: "Why did senior Mi Yan reincarnate into a male body?"

"Mortal men don't have to go through the pain of childbirth, men who cultivate Taoism have the pleasure of beauties and fairies, tsk tsk, how comfortable it is to be a man"

The cultivator of Huashen grinned, and said frivolously to the old man Jianxiu: "Xu Huazang, do you think what the sage said is right?"

"This……"

The gray-robed sword repairman opened his mouth, and shook the long sword behind his back in embarrassment.

This great sage is too capricious.

After transforming into a god, he actually asked his own ancestor Tianzhao to go all the way to Danxing to buy it.
A Dingyan Dianxing Pill of invaluable value.

As a result, the structure of the physical body was changed, and it was completely transformed into a male body.

"Senior is thoughtful, and this junior really admires it!"

Qinglong fawned desperately, and suddenly changed the subject and begged: "The Great Sage came here at this time, did he die because he couldn't bear the pain of this junior?"

"good."

The male cultivator who was called "Grand Sage Mi Yan" nodded slightly, and said, "The blood of Tai Sui's real dragon has been planted in your body for almost ten thousand years. If you don't help you expel it, Xiao Longer's death will not be far away."

"Thank you, Great Sage, for your mercy!"

Qinglong's spirit was lifted, and his expression was as excited as a newborn.

"It has been raised for ten thousand years, are you sure to condense a few drops of Tai Sui Long Xianlu this time?"

Suddenly, Great Sage Mi Yan's gentle tone changed, and he said coldly.

"Three drops... no, five drops! Even if this junior loses all his profound arts, he will still be able to achieve this amount!"

Qinglong said tentatively at first, but seeing the cold light in the other party's eyes, he immediately changed his words.

"Well, barely enough."

Waving his hand, Great Sage Mi Yan's face softened. …

"Senior, do you have any requirements for the quantity of Qinglong Xianlu?"

Qinglong said cautiously.

"Trash, you dispose of it yourself!"

Great Sage Mi Yan said indifferently.

"Yes!"

Qinglong breathed a sigh of relief.

This eighth-rank witch who was once famous in half of Kun Xinghai is not easy to fool.

Although he wanted to know the real reason of the other party's reincarnation, he didn't dare to ask him even if he had ten guts.

"Xu Huazang, you give him a helping hand. The sage gave you 40 years, which should be enough."

The Great Sage Mi Yan gave an order, and then flew to the abyss alone.

Soon, his toes landed on the ground.

……

Seeing the two alchemy peaks obeying orders, and after the spell was running, the Great Sage Mi Yan raised his head expressionlessly.

His eyes fell on the smooth stone wall.

"After all, he is no longer the body of a great sage."

"Order the two ants to borrow the name of that old guy Tianzhao."

"However, the path of the previous life will indeed become more and more dangerous until it is cut off."

"After I get that thing, I can reincarnate at all costs."

"This life must be planned step by step."

"Cultivate the top-level supernatural powers of the major forces first, and then open the double cultivation of law and body, and finally seize the original things of light, yin and stars, and use another way to hit the way!"

The corner of Mi Yan's mouth was outlined, and he was extremely confident.

After a while, he seemed to think of someone, and he frowned and said to himself, "I defeated Tu Sha in the late seventh stage as soon as I entered the alchemy. Is the innate sword spirit so strong?"

"It doesn't matter. No matter how strong he is, he can't escape from the palm of my lord."

Then, Great Sage Mi Yan showed a strange smile, eager to try secretly:
"When this son breaks through to the peak of refining the void, the sage will capture him alive and force him to refine a pill of calming face and sex."

"I am a man and he is a woman, but I can still quickly understand the yin and yang rules in the original thing!"

"Little swordsman who likes to pretend to be garlic, you just wait for my savage whip to answer, hahahaha."
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