From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

On the Qu'a Mountain.

The two bodyguards and Huang Gan surrounded Bai Bi and actually showed some signs of defeat.

Even if it is the same immortal technique, when performed by Bai Bi who has a deeper foundation, it appears to have more spiritual power and exquisite technique, which is in line with the immortal evaluation of "Qi sinking into Dantian", and he can easily unleash a thundering attack.

The middle-aged man and the nun could only keep attacking from the left and right to share the pressure with each other. The former came from a military family, his physique was similar to that of a warrior, his spiritual power was arranged according to the tactics and formations, and he repeatedly struck out with the number of Tiangang, and every hit could make the enemy stagger.

The latter frequently drew his sword, using his gold-attributed natal object and the magical weapon Thunder Seal that he had refined as his basis, and mobilized the golden thunder spiritual power to imitate sword energy. His moves were fierce. The Chongxuan Office of the Dayuan Dynasty had always been famous for its thunder magic, and the ancestor of the Yang family was even known as the second best thunder magician in Beijuluzhou. He was a great cultivator who was not a sword immortal but was better than a sword immortal.

At this moment, Huang Gan is the only one who has to withstand the frontal pressure. However, he is the most fearless in his actions because this is the only way to survive. If he withdraws, the speed of the warriors will not be as fast as those at the same level, and the two bodyguards, who are not extremely steadfast to begin with, may turn against him immediately.

The battle lasted only half a quarter of an hour, and Bai Bi smiled grimly, without any trace of fairy charm at all.

The military techniques and the Golden Thunder Sword attacked her, but she activated the water-attributed natal object in her body without hesitation. It was a jar of Weak Water given to her by the sect master when she and the sect master established their master-disciple relationship in the past. The Weak Water was so powerful that even goose feathers could not float. The Weak Water was pitch black in color, and the poison was so severe that it was enough to corrode the body of a warrior in the Far-Wandering Realm. If it was not carefully refined using the Water Dragon Sect's fundamental method, ordinary cultivators would die if they touched it.

The military techniques and sword techniques collapsed.

The two bodyguards retreated in unison, waiting for the other side to reveal a flaw when killing the enemy warrior.

Huang Gan's face changed drastically and he retreated with all his might.

At this moment, Bai Bi suddenly regained his composure, and tried his best to perform water escape techniques, successfully escaping from the gap in the encirclement.

Zhan Qing is dead. As a half Taoist companion, she of course hates him very much. However, in the practice of the Great Dao, he, she and all of them have a "person" to lean on, except "me". Let alone half a Taoist companion, even if Zhan Qing is her marriage for life, it is not worth sacrificing her life. What's more, this time she has cut off her emotions, calmed her mind and enlightened her nature, which has allowed her to grasp a glimmer of the Great Dao opportunity. The bottleneck has loosened, and maybe she can become a high and mighty Golden Elixir Earth Immortal when she returns.

A blue light faded away.

The two bodyguards stood there in a daze. Huang Gan cursed them as useless in his heart and quickly turned around and went down the mountain with the force just now. He did not even look back along the way. The gains he got from the young marquis and the disciples of the Water Dragon Sect were enough for him to buy the necessary resources for martial arts training after he got out, and then try to break through the Golden Body Realm. Since he had been the emperor for three or two years in the past, some ways were not difficult for him.

The conflict ended with only five people left on the top of the mountain.

In the Dayuan Dynasty, there was the protector of Bingge Mountain and "Ning Zhenzhen", and the protector of Chongxuan Office and Ju Ran.

And a wild cultivator in the Guanhai realm.

Jin Dao Ren felt a little awkward standing there, fighting one against four people, all of whom were at the same level as him or even higher. He felt that he was not really a hero.

At a certain moment, Jin Daoren inexplicably felt that the face of "Ning Zhenzhen" was somewhat familiar, but after thinking about it, his impression was just that of a young genealogy master, and the two parties did not have any friendship.

Poor brother, he is going to die together with brother Jiang whom he just met.

"Young master, wait and see me kill this wild cultivator who committed treason." The middle-aged man said viciously. Although he failed to kill Bai Bi, his current situation was not good.

Jiang Yuan suddenly attacked, and the rare long sword at his waist, which was a top-grade magic weapon, shattered, and countless fragments flew towards the opponent.

Each fragment accurately hit the weak point of the military formation's Tiangang soldiers' circulation, like a group of light cavalry strangling a large army, killing the Longmen Realm elder in one blow.

The nun who protected the Dao pulled the woman in Taoist robes back, fear in her eyes reaching its peak. Even though they were fellow disciples and they were careless, killing the elder with one move was still too horrifying to hear.

Definitely not at the Guanhai level, this closed disciple of the Bingge Mountain Guardian has quietly entered the Longmen realm.

Jiang Yuan said, "The elders of Bingge Mountain are qualified to select ten registered disciples."

Taoist Jin touched his old face and said, "No, brother, you are a little bit rebellious."

"I'll do what you want, regardless of your reputation or your life."

"Disciple Jin Wu pays homage to Master."

Taoist Jin shook his sleeves and spoke righteously.

Jiang Yuan didn't look at the three living people present. He needed a legitimate identity to take out the "stolen money". Besides, Jiuqiao and Gao Cheng were both people with backgrounds. Each vest was a spider web spread secretly.

The incomplete formation has been broken, and dozens of Taoist corpses have turned to ashes. Qu Ashan was a female Yuanying sword cultivator in ancient times. She was a top-level worshipper and lived with her Taoist partner, a direct descendant of the Qing Dezong.

Jiang Yuan first took three things here, a flying sword of the Earth Sword Immortal - Zui Sanqian. When his magical power was still there, it could transform into three thousand cold blades as thin as hairs, but now it is only tough and sharp.

The other two items are the Qingde Formation and the Taoist immortal's natal magic weapon - the Ruizao Flag. It is of medium rank and is stained with black and red blood. It looks more like a shroud and is suitable for use as a talisman for a large formation.

The other ninety or so items, including magical instruments, Taoist ancient books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, were piled together in a dazzling array. They all came from the disciples of the Qu'ashan lineage. As for the immortal coins and elixirs, they had long lost their spiritual power.

These treasures were lined up by someone and placed in front of the woman in Taoist robes.

"Choose any nine." Jiang Yuan said calmly. There are nine pills in a bottle of water pills, so the other party can choose the same number of objects. Among them is a magic weapon belonging to the son of the earth immortal Taoist partner. Whether you can choose it depends on your eyesight.

The young woman with the Taoist name Ju Ran lowered her head and whispered, "Daoyou is not Ning Zhenzhen. If he had this kind of personality, I wouldn't be so opposed to the marriage between our two families."

Jiang Yuan knocked his fingers on the empty space in front of him, and it was like a stone falling into the water, creating ripples. The female guardian died instantly.

Ju Ran's face turned pale and Taoist Jin shrank his head.

"What were your last words before you died?" Jiang Yuan said.

Ju Ran's forehead was covered with sweat, and he suddenly felt blessed and said tremblingly, "The secret realm is over. Please go to Dayuan Chongxuan Office as a guest. The ancestor said that the mountain protector of Bingge Mountain is almost certain to break through to Yuanying Sword Cultivation. That place is not a good place."

Jiang Yuan nodded and collected a pile of sundries, which could be sold for about a hundred Grain Rain coins, most of which were magic weapons.

Before long, the green silk thread outside the secret realm had reached the foot of the mountain.

"A bundle of longitude and latitude, a hint of frost, a hint of spring."

Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment. The three were quite powerful and at least enough to kill an earthly immortal.

When you reach the top of Qu'a Mountain, what comes into view is a snowy plain called Sangye. Kunwu Mountain, Niaoci Mountain and Lianshi Mountain are located in the east, west and north directions, with a huge canyon in the middle. In the middle stands a giant tree that looks like a burning flame.

After the first round of encounters and fighting, hundreds of surviving monks and warriors were heading towards the canyon.

Because above the fire tree appeared a full body armor that was radiant with light, just like the sun shining brightly.

All the heat is trapped in the canyon.

Jiang Yuan looked back and saw blood oozing from the corpses of the two protectors onto the ground. He could vaguely see many red spots of light, which came from various objects outside the Fire Dao.

A quarter of an hour later, a green thread powerful enough to disinfect a Nascent Soul came. The Qu'a Mountain was filled with slowly flowing moonlight. The green thread seemed to have completely ignored the three people and continued to converge towards the direction of the canyon along the predetermined trajectory.

"Master, are we just going to stay here?" Taoist Jin said a little awkwardly.

"Now that we have figured out the whole situation, we can just wait." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

An hour later, nearly a hundred people arrived at the terminal canyon.

Yu Shen, the disciple of the Sword Immortal, Lei Ze, the legitimate son of the Lei Ze Sect Master, Bai Bi, the legitimate disciple of the Shuilong Sect Master, the Jinwu Palace Master and his wife, each of the four parties gathered a group of people and started fighting each other.

The bloody fight continued, because the golden armor was truly a genuine immortal weapon. Relying on the inheritance left by the founder, the Palace Master's wife was the first to put it on, and killed several other earthly immortals with her golden elixir cultivation.

A hidden Nascent Soul suddenly made a move, and cooperated with Yu Shen's natal flying sword, Sea Mirage, to successfully kill the Palace Master's wife.

The immortal weapon changed hands and was snatched away by a wild cultivator, and the battle continued.

On the top of Qu'a Mountain, Ju Ran's expression froze slightly. This was the first time she had seen such a primitive and bloody scene.

"Senior, there must be someone pushing this from behind. They..."

Taoist Jin smiled and replied, "Who can resist a master who can use an immortal weapon as bait? Besides, the fairy may not have a specific concept of the value of the golden armor. A great cultivator in the Jade Realm can be considered wealthy if he has a semi-immortal weapon to protect him. Immortal weapons can only be regarded as worthy of the position if they are controlled by immortals. In other words, the golden armor contains great luck. Most of our realms and cultivation bases are gained through gambling. Since we are wild cultivators, there is absolutely no reason to turn a blind eye to this."

Ju Ran frowned and said, "But if you lose your life, you lose everything."

"What if, what if this golden armor is a gift from the master to his disciple, what if the master wants a lucky person who matches the luck of the immortal weapon, what if this armor is the only way to survive, what else can I do except fight desperately." Taoist Jin laughed, "Not everyone can be like Master and not gamble."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was the turn of Yu Shen, the sword immortal's disciple, to grab the golden iron armor. The immortal weapon is equivalent to a blessing of one realm for those below the earthly immortals. Even if there is not enough spiritual energy to support the power, it can still exert a powerful effect.

The natal flying sword named Sea Mirage kept flying, and the number of contenders was halved. The eldest son of the Lei Ze clan leader was pierced through the forehead by a sword, and his soul returned to the ancestral hall. Before he died, he stared at Yu Shen with a look that seemed to want to devour him. His body was damaged, his cultivation was lost, and his qualifications were half wasted. Anyone would be heartbroken by such a price.

At the last moment, Yu Shen gritted his teeth and used his life-saving trump card. A stream of light flew out from his heart, as if the sword immortal was here and personally handed out a sword, not giving Lei Ze's soul the chance to return to the ancestral hall to tangle with him, and directly killed him here completely.

Half of the canyon collapsed as a result.

Jiang Yuan pinched the right Qingling finger seal and deduced a past event. If Jinhua, the legitimate son of the Lord of Jinwu Palace, had not died, he should have been able to barely get some recognition from the golden armor by relying on the wax seal of Da Lian to cultivate his aptitude day and night. He went to the mural city to gain the favor of the goddess Gua Inkstone. Once the divine inkstone nourishes the wax seal, he can basically get the armor and do some minor refinement.

Another half hour passed, and as almost all the participants died, countless blood-red spots dyed the fire trees red. A loud cry resounded through the world, and Yu Shen wailed miserably, his body and soul were all burned to ashes by the golden flames.

A golden illusory giant bird rose from the ground. The flaming tree was the feathers on its head. Its three legs split the earth, revealing a majestic golden-red outline.

The shattered souls that had been scattered throughout the secret realm in the fatal battles of the past were transformed into external objects of the Fire Path, and were reunited after being collected by foreign monks and warriors.

Clad in golden armor, the "Little Golden Crow" in the Jade Realm gathered his spirit again.

The next second, the entire plain collapsed and turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Qu'a Mountain is submerged in golden waves, and the moonlight is like a boat.

All outsiders in the canyon, regardless of their status, will be killed.

Only the mournful howl echoed between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the green silk thread that had been gathered together took shape. It was a goddess with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance in gorgeous clothes. She had an extraordinary posture, lips as red as cinnabar, and the colorful lines on her face came from the ancient sacrificial tradition. She looked majestic and noble.

Beside her, a young man appeared at some point, holding a pen for judging the latitude and longitude, wearing a silk scarf and a Confucian robe, with a beautiful jade on his waist. He was none other than Lin Su, the number one young man in the Northern Continent, who had already reached the level of a great monk at the age of seventy. He was also the only disciple of the Haoran Beiyue Mountain God.

Lin Su and the goddess worked together, the Golden Crow soared into the sky, and the entire secret realm was on the verge of being shattered.

On the moonlit boat, the two walked side by side. Ju Ran had already fainted, and Jin Dao Ren took the initiative to give up half his space.

"Huang Gan" who returned to this place said, "Ten thousand years ago, a part of the demon race and the human race went to heaven together to fight against the gods. The Golden Crow clan had previously transformed into many suns and was subordinate to Qingtong Tianjun, the Sun Lord, among the twelve high positions. Later, the Sun Lord and the Sword Bearer turned against each other, and the Golden Crows started to fight against the Winter Division of the Heavenly Court. The opponent of this little Golden Crow was Qingnv, who was in charge of ice and frost. Both of them ended up with their bodies decayed and their souls broken.

Afterwards, Qingnv became the Goddess of Spring Garden in the Mural City. A decade ago, she chose Lin Su as her master, and when the sun melted the snow and spring came, if Qingnv and her Taoist partner won the fight today, she would be able to come back to life and enter the realm of immortals. As for her Taoist partner, the Golden Crow Jingwei Armor and the Jingwei Judge's Pen are both immortal weapons, so it would be interesting to pair them together.

Everything was painstakingly planned by the great Beiyue God to pave the way for his disciples and their Taoist companions, but some guys were not very happy about it. "

The Golden Witch, or the greatest Golden Crow Patriarch in the world, said angrily at this time: "Ten thousand years ago, we and others killed the gods. Now he and the goddess are killing us. I have no problem taking action. Even if I report it to the Supreme Saint, I should be right."

Zu Jinwu's cultivation was surging, and he was a candidate for the fourteenth realm. He was only one step away from truly crossing the threshold, short of Qingtong Tianjun disappearing into thin air. It could be said that he was only one step away, and yet it was a world away. It was useless even if he survived for ten thousand years. As long as the Sun Lord did not die, Jinwu would only be Jinwu, and the road to the top of the mountain was like a single-plank bridge.

It is precisely because he has a slight hope of succeeding the Lord of the Sun in the future that he only needs to take half a step back at this moment.

"I was right in the past, and I cannot deny that I was wrong today. However, I am more concerned with rewards and punishments, and it is reasonable to protect my descendants with merit."

King Zhou, who descended in the form of Huang Gan, the "Three-Year Emperor", smiled and said, "When you go out in the Ascension Realm, you need to report to the Academy and the Sages of the Sky Curtain. Since you have chosen to take action, there is no turning back."

"I am willing to follow your Majesty to the wild world."

King Zhou nodded. In the eyes of the sage of the sky, one of the fourteen candidates was like a burning mountain at night. Their transportation could only be carried out in a blessed place or a secret realm. Otherwise, the sub-sage would show up.

An ancient seal disappeared.

"All under heaven belongs to the king." With the emperor's personal arrival, the secret realm that had begun to break apart became stable and was no weaker than the small cave heaven.

"Go ahead," said King Zhou.

Zu Jinwu opened his mouth and a ray of brilliant golden flame flew out.

The next second, the frost and spring that competed with the flames evaporated, and the entire secret realm was filled with dazzling golden light, truly overwhelming and a furnace was born.

The Goddess of Chunyuan, who was only half a step away from becoming an immortal, was boiled to death.

The little Golden Crow swam in the golden ocean to repair his soul.

On the Moon Boat, Jiang Yuan Yin Shen has arrived. Huang Quan has a complicated look on his face. The passage between the two worlds has been opened. If the first time was just an experiment, then this time it is officially put into use.

Before leaving, King Zhou did three things. First, he kicked the yellow dog, then looked inside Huang Gan's body, leaving behind a warrior with the potential to compete for the strongest six realms. Then he moved him out of the secret realm, and finally summoned the Golden Crow Armor and exchanged it for a set of the same rank of Divine Man Chenglu Armor·Shan Gui.

Zu Jinwu was startled when he saw this.

"He can keep both your soul and mine." King Zhou said indifferently.

Zu Jinwu lowered his head. He didn't believe it. After all, the Moon Lord was only in the Nascent Soul stage at the moment. But he couldn't help but believe it because the king never joked.

Jiang Yuan Yin Shen put away the black armor to save himself the trouble of splitting it up and recasting it. Half of the Golden Crow Armor was the possession of the little Golden Crow's soul, and the other half was of great use to Yaoyao. However, all of it added together was just a bonus. After spending half of the national treasury to test the results, King Zhou could only do it for the soul and spirit that he left in Haoran Tianxia.

Two golden crows, one big and one small, followed King Zhou to the wild world.

The passage was closed and the golden flame in the secret realm went out.

……

On the charred earth.

Lin Su looked confused.

The Taoist partner died, the Golden Crow and the immortal soldiers disappeared, and the situation that was originally sure of victory and everyone was happy collapsed in an instant.

It seemed as if there was only himself in the world... and an unignorable figure that was getting closer and closer.

Without saying a word, Lin Su chose to take action. What happened today changed too quickly, making him sense that he was being arranged. The master behind him could no longer give him a sense of security.

The Judge's Pen in his hand wrote two vertical and horizontal lines, and the two swords in his body flew away one after another, like comets hitting the earth.

Determine the longitude and latitude to seek destiny, and the judge will decide life and death.

Must hit and must kill.

The sword intent of howling wind and thunder, the sword intent of lingering spring light, the sword intent of the military strategist, the sword intent of freezing late autumn...

More than twenty great sword intentions followed closely behind, like the tail of a comet, sword lights continued to emerge, crisscrossing each other, and the speed was unbelievable.

The next moment, Lin Su vomited blood.

A huge hole exploded on his back, and the first-grade golden elixir forged by his outstanding talent turned into powder.

In a trance, it was like a bright moon rising from the bottom of my heart, and then transformed from a bubble into reality.

Comets and streamers fell, and the earth trembled, but nothing happened.

Cold sweat oozed from Lin Su's forehead, and in the blink of an eye, a shadow shrouded the front of him.

Jiang Yuan delivered a Wu Emperor Fist with the physique of a strong warrior, but it was similar in spirit but not in form.

Amid the loud noise, the earth turned upside down.

Lin Su's protective magic and his innate defensive treasure were smashed, and he was drilled straight into the ground, causing rolling white waves to sweep in all directions.

Before he could even stand up, his mind exploded.

Another bright moon rises in my heart.

The spirit was brutally broken, terrible pain spread throughout the body, and the moonlight rushed out from the cracks in the body.

As if there was poison and a knife blade blocking his throat, Lin Su spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "What... people?"

He was pretty sure he didn't know the guy in front of him.

Two flying swords of the sword immortal that were sure to hit and kill attacked from behind, piercing through someone's body, but there was only a cage of moonlight.

Jiang Yuan returned a sword to the opponent, and the back of Lin Su's head exploded. However, because of the rare and precious treasure that protected his soul, his soul was only shattered.

My natal flying sword is the Moon-filled Jar, I will cut the moon when I see it.

"Must hit...must kill...instant kill." A hint of jealousy emerged in Lin Su's intermittent thoughts. The ultimate realm derived from must hit and must kill is instant kill, and the other party seems to be closer to this than herself.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said, "The end point is annihilation."

At the last moment, Lin Su forced himself to suppress all other emotions, and with pure murderous intent, he sacrificed his physical body and a large number of magical weapons, even his hard-earned natal object. He combined all his sword intent and, with his Jade Pu realm cultivation, delivered a peak sword that was comparable to that of a great swordsman.

Beside Jiang Yuan, a dark sword light formed by hundreds of sword energies appeared.

First cut with a sword at the peak, then cut to pieces the soul.

The number one person in Uttarakuru disappeared completely, and the Resurrection Lotus Lamp was useless.

Jiang Yuan seized the Jingwei Judge's Pen, not because the other party did not want to destroy it, but because it was too difficult to accomplish this.

The immortal weapon exuded a scorching heat. It had already exchanged its life with that of its master and was unwilling to change its allegiance.

Jiang Yuan's eyes were cold, and he immediately activated the Divine Machine to refine the weapons. He did not hesitate to slightly damage the quality of the weapons, and forcibly wiped out the spirituality of the immortal weapons. Then he practiced it vigorously, and the pen turned into his own wood-attributed life object, which was sealed in the first original golden pill.

Silver lines of longitude and latitude spread all over his hands, and the black judge's deathly aura rose.

The natal item of wood attribute: the Judge’s Pen, an immortal weapon.

The earth-attributed natal item - Three Mountains and Nine Marquis Mirror, Semi-Immortal Soldier.

The metal-attributed natal object - the divine man Chenglu Jia, the mountain ghost, the immortal soldier.

With the three of them supporting the alchemy room, Jiang Yuan was able to further compress the sword energy without having to worry about his body not being able to bear it.

The thousand strands of sword energy instantly turned into ten strands.

Each ray is equivalent to a great swordsman delivering his sword with all his strength.

When Jiang Yuan tried to turn ten strands into one, there was some turbulence in the alchemy room, but it was harmless.

Jiang Yuan made a lotus fingerprint and took out the "Fengdu Ghosts Paying Homage to the Immortal Scroll". Countless mirrors derived from the Three Mountains and Nine Marquis Mirrors were distributed between heaven and earth, refracting the moonlight and casting the entire secret realm into the moonlight.

……

The outside world, the cloud.

Sword Immortal Cen Fengming's face did not look good.

He sent Yu Shen in there just to train him, not to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Half a minute ago, when the secret realm suddenly became stable and even the sword immortal found it difficult to split it, he knew that something big had happened.

At a certain moment, the entire secret realm suddenly disappeared.

Cen Fengming immediately slashed down with his sword, destroying most of the Jinwu Mountains but still failed to retain the anomaly.

Only the vague cold light and shadow disappeared at the place.

(End of this chapter)