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Daqianjiexu soared above the sky of the holy ruins, looking at the dragon talisman in Qin Zhiyan's palm, his treacherous eyes glowed with an inch of green light.

"There are words in his eyes." Chunchun looked at Daqian Jiexu and said.

"Ming... Dao." Xiao asked, looking at the words in Daqian Jiexu's eyes, and exhaled softly.

Qin Zhiyan carried Fudo Nanming's body and put it aside.Looking at the seriously injured Nangong Xiaoqiao, she said, "You are right here, you can move even one step."

Nangong Xiaoqiao was seriously injured, the sword wound on her abdomen was still bloody, her face was still pale, and the redness in her eyes had disappeared.

"Well, I will tell Senior Sister Jiang Miao that you saved me." Nangong Xiaoqiao said softly.

"Hmph, needless to say, I don't owe her any more." Qin Zhiyan said, turned around and raised his sword to look at Daqian Jiexu.

Nangong Xiaoqiao looked at Qin Zhiyan's expression. Although he didn't know his past with Senior Sister Jiang Miao, he had seen Qin Zhiyan's tenderness and love in the Empress Pavilion.

Although Senior Sister Jiang Miao is "an iceberg", she is indifferent.

"Mingdao...it turns out to be a puppet of the Inhuman Race." Qin Zhiyan said, and glanced at the Daqian Jiexu who was flying in the air.

"Dao Puppet?" Xiao asked quietly.

"The way of puppet...the endless way of puppet." Qin Zhiyan secretly felt bitter.

Among the nine thousand Daoist collections in Danqing Building, Xiao Wenwen had seen the Daoist scriptures of "Puppet Dao".Just like the legendary "Legend of Yin Soldiers".

Bean soldiers, endless.

A few harsh breaths came towards the crowd, like a gust of wind but could not see the wind.

The wind moved and fell, and the whole body of the crowd showed a few bloodstains, but they saw the person who shot.

"No shadow, no form... no sound, no thought. This is... the puppet of the spirit void." Qin Zhiyan shouted, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

Daqian Jiexu refined the puppets in the holy ruins into "invisible" puppets, and no one could see where the puppets were.

When I think about it, I am flying immortals from outside the sky.

One hundred and eight streaks of Lihuo sword energy moved towards the invisible puppet around him, and several streaks of blood were seen in the sword energy.

One sword rises, one sword falls.

All the invisible puppets around him fell under Xiao Wendao's one-style sword move, an extremely ordinary sword move.

Lihuo gleamed, Xiao Wendao's whole body was in the colorless Lihuo.

I saw the two balls of green fire in the palm of Daqian Jiexu merged into one.He held a gourd in his hand, a gourd covered in blue.

"This gourd... looks familiar." Qin Zhiyan frowned and said softly.

"The green vine gourd of Shenjun Mountain." Nangong Xiaoqiao shouted from behind.

"Why is the ivy gourd of Shenjun Mountain owned by the Shenjun in his hands?" Qin Zhiyan knew something was wrong.

"He is the Guiyi Shenjun of Shenjun Mountain." Xiao asked what was on his mind, looking at Daqianjiexu.

That Daqian Jiexu was still looking down on him, the "green vine gourd" in his palm fell down towards him.

"It's broken... I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of spirits in the green vine gourd." Qin Zhiyan shouted.

"No, he's an old fox." Xiao asked softly.

From the green vine gourd, three different auras gushed out, slowly appearing in midair.

"Ants eat elephants, but they can't kill immortals." Xiao asked in a deep voice.

The three different auras transformed into three people, but they looked like human beings.

He is neither a spirit, nor a puppet, but an ordinary human fairy.

Those three people were wearing different Taoist robes, holding their swords in the air and looking at Xiao Wendao and the others.

"Tianjiange··· Qiankun Cave···Dark Snow Mountain." Qin Zhiyan looked at the people in the sky, and one of them was still from the same sect as him.

"His method... is really against the sky." Xiao Wenwen didn't hold back, looking at the ivy gourd of the great thousand calamities.

"Qiankun Cave... Begging Patriarch Xu." Qin Zhiyan looked at the man in the middle and said softly.

"Patriarch Qixu... your ancestors." Xiao asked in a deep voice, then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Then I will leave it to you."

Qin Zhiyan looked bitter, and said: "Patriarch Qixu is one of the top three immortals in Kunzi Pavilion, I'm afraid he will die here."

"Ha, if not... just give it a go." Xiao asked with his head raised and looked up to the sky together.

Wen Wenjian went towards the Taoist in Tianjian Pavilion, his eyes were not afraid at all, and they were quite playful.

The little black dragon Chunchun faced the Taoist in the Dark Snow Mountain, while Qin Zhiyan looked at Patriarch Qixu in the Qiankun Cave with a look of fear on his face.

"Have you forgotten the oath to enter Qiankun Cave?" Taoist Qixu stared at Qin Zhiyan and called out.

"Defy the sky and follow the Tao, and don't be afraid of the universe. If I am the Tao, the sky will enter my door." Qin Zhiyan said in his mouth, and he stood up in the sky.

With a sword out, when Qin Zhiyan's sword moved towards Taoist Qixu's eyebrows, there was a streak of blood under his belly.

"Reckless and reckless...Knowing that you are invincible, but you are reckless in your heart." Taoist Qixu said, flying the fairy sword in Qin Zhiyan's hand thousands of feet away.

"Without a sword in your hand...what can you do." Taoist Qixu shouted.

"Two fists are like swords... Two eyes are like swords." Qin Zhiyan raised his fists and walked towards Taoist Qixu as he said.

Daoist Qixu raised his sword and moved, but he cut off Qin Zhiyan's hands and blinded his eyes with a single stroke of the sword.

"No hands...no eyes...what can you do." Taoist Qixu said in a deep voice.

"I..." Qin Zhiyan volleyed in front of Taoist Qixu without saying a word.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the fight between Qin Zhiyan and Daoist Qixu, it didn't look like a life-and-death battle, but a competition between a master and an apprentice.

It's just that this competition was a little more ruthless.

Qin Zhiyan's eyes were bloody, dripping on his chin, staining the lapel of his clothes.

Xiao asked the old Taoist of Tianjian Pavilion standing in the air, but he struck fiercely, every move was killing people.

"The Taoist sect has its own talents. Are you a disciple of what sect or sect?" the old Taoist of Tianjian Pavilion asked aloud.

"A casual cultivator... just take a shot." Xiao Wenwen looked at the Jiange old man, and moved with his sword.

"A casual cultivator...it's amazing...it's amazing." The Jiange old man gave a big praise, and raised his sword again.

Jiange old man moved his sword energy, and shouted in his mouth: "One sword ten miles."

Xiao Wendao looked at Jiange's old way of swordsmanship, held Wendao sword to block it, but his figure was wrapped in ten miles of sword energy.

Zimang moves and fights for thousands of miles.

Jiange old man's sword move was really weird and inexplicable, he knew that he couldn't do it, so he turned and retreated.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is better than losing your life.

"Know ups and downs, know how to advance and retreat. I don't know who taught you a person like you, but your age and personality are so different." Although Jiange's old man praised him in his mouth, he still struck fiercely.

"One sword separates yin and yang." Jiange old man made another sword move towards Xiao Wenwen's eyebrows.

The two sword qi, which were not easy to look at, moved towards Xiao Wendao. With one sword, he would destroy the sky, but Xiao Wendao stepped forward with one step, with determination in his eyes.

The old Taoist Jiange's eyes moved, but he didn't know why he was facing "death".

The purple gold stele came out, carrying the Yin-Yang sword of Jiange's old way, and went away.When Jin Ming made his masterpiece, he forcibly carried the peerless sword of Jiange veteran.

"Impossible..." Jiange old Taoist exclaimed, his face darkened.

"Hmph... the toad looks at the sky." Xiao asked teasingly, because he wanted to see Jiange's ability to suppress the bottom of the box.

There was a white glow in the eyes of Jiange old Taoist, Xiao Wenwen looked at his pupils, and there was "two words" condensed in his pupils.

The left eye is "jue", and the right eye is "love".

"Unfeeling swordsmanship, no desire, no desire." Jiange old man looked at Xiao Wenwen and moved with his sword again.

A sword is hard to end, I want to be the sky.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the "Inexhaustible Sword" of Jiange old man, the sword energy in his eyes was like heavy snow in midwinter, falling towards him mercilessly and endlessly.

When the wind and thunder moved, his figure was erratic in the "Never Ending" sword formation.The thunder and purple awns in his eyes soared, like a small fish in the sea, not afraid of wind and waves, not afraid of turbulent waves.

The Jiange old man looked at the purple light in the endless sword array, his eyes were full of horror.

The shadow of the sword has a sound, and the way of the sword has a shadow.

Xiao Wenwen seemed to be able to shuttle through the endless sword array with ease.But he also secretly felt pain in his heart, this inexhaustible sword array is really treacherous.

The way of the sword is the array, and the aura of the sword is the wind.And the wind contains sword energy, and there are bursts in the air.

If the sword array does not diminish, Xiao Wendao can only wander in the endless sword array with a mouthful of wind and thunder vitality.

But his cultivation is no more than "Peak of Guiyuan Realm", and the breath of wind and thunder vitality he is carrying may not be able to survive the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship of "Inexhaustible Sword Formation".

The Jiange old man looked at Xiao Wendao who was "handy with ease" in the inexhaustible sword formation, his eyes glowed with a golden light.

"Hiding the art of wind and thunder, cultivating the venerable of the five elements of fire. It's a pity that you died." Jiange old Taoist murmured, and there was also a feeling of "cherishing talent" in his eyes.

I don't know what I want, and I am thirsty for apprentices.

Just when Jiange old Taoist was thinking of "accepting apprentices", a figure appeared on the soles of his feet.

Xiao Wenwen stared at the black shadow in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched into a smile, and the shadow demon thought.

Like the shadow demon technique that follows the heart, he came out of the "Never Ending Sword Formation" in one fell swoop.

When the Jiange old man suddenly felt something strange behind him, a half-inch sword tip was exposed under his belly, and a wisp of Li Huo floated from the sword tip.

"You... shouldn't be emotional." Xiao Wendao pulled out his sword and looked at Jiange old man.

"I take unfeeling as my way, but I never thought that it is not the love between men and women, but it is... the desire to ask for apprentices." Jiange old Taoist looked at Xiao Wen and said indifferently.

"You ask for an apprentice...kneeling one person as your teacher, you know the root of luck and disaster." Xiao Wenwen said indifferently.

Chance...Curse.

Jiange old Taoist looked at Xiao Wenwen's cultivation methods, and said with a trace of self-mockery in the corner of his mouth: "If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, the root of the trouble... I will also admit it."

The old Taoist knew that his sword missed three inches when it pierced the "Earth Immortal Yuan Mansion".

It was this "three-inch deviation" that did not ruin his 3000-year cultivation, but made him even more depressed.

Seeking an apprentice in his heart, but was pierced through the belly by the person who wholeheartedly "seeked an apprentice".

The old Taoist Qixu still came out with a sword and stabbed Qin Zhiyan's body. He saw Qin Zhiyan standing in front of the old Taoist Qixu like a "blood man".

But at this moment, the world moved.

boom!

When the sky and the earth shake, the entire universe will be moved.

I saw the little black dragon Chunchun stepping on the Taoist on the dark snow mountain, and said in his mouth: "Dragon Emperor's buttocks... can't be touched."

The common people in the world, who will control the ups and downs.

Chunchun spit out a mouthful of melon seeds on the ground, her eyes full of boredom.