Xianlu Spring and Autumn

There is another artistic conception monk?

Everyone was startled, and looked where the sound came from.

The Xiejizi of the Tianxie Sect is independent of the void, dressed in a black robe, flying around, with a pair of pupils behind the black mask showing a sneer.

Behind him, a round of black halo, like the scorching sun across the sky, exudes a strange to dazzling black light, Xie Jizi's tall and slender figure seems to blend into this round of black halo, leaving only a silhouette, It's creepy, and feels extremely weird.

This round of black sun seems to contain some kind of devouring power. In the surrounding air, the shattered and dissociated vitality of all the cultivators after the great battle is involuntarily rushing towards the black sun!

The black sun shines brighter, but Xiejizi's aura rises as if he has been greatly nourished.

Qian Ding narrowed his eyes slightly, and almost in an instant, he woke up from the madness, and returned to his calm and cold appearance before.

"Who is Your Excellency? It is unbelievable that you have a spirit treasure and comprehend the artistic conception, but you don't have a good reputation!"

In fact, not to mention Qianding, the other high-ranking monks in the sea of ​​burial, such as Tianqizi, Tiangongdipo, Hanyoucao and several other masters, also looked at Xiejizi solemnly.

In their impression, Xiejizi has always been a low-key monk who retreats and does not care about foreign affairs. The monks have not even seen him a few times. The affairs of the Tianxie Sect have always been presided over by his junior Taoist Tianlu.Unexpectedly, it is rare to be born once, and the spirit treasure and artistic conception magic power are sacrificed, which can be said to shock the crowd.

This person hides so deeply!

If you don't want them, even Taoist Tianzhang's eyes are full of shock. How can this senior brother who lives in seclusion be so powerful?

Xiejizi's gaze met Qianding's, like water in a cold pool.Unfathomable, the voice was deep and deep: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is, I want to fix that bead!"

Domineering!

Qian Ding's pupils froze into two points, and he looked him carefully.Suddenly Xie Xie smiled and said: "It seems that today is destined to be a day of great joy for me to become a cauldron. Since you don't know how to live or die, don't blame me for taking your spirit treasure too!"

After finishing speaking, Qian Ding stuffed the purple beads into his storage bag!

At this moment, a mutation occurred!

On the surface of the purple bead, a huge force suddenly came, broke free from Gan Ding's hand, and shot it far away!

"How can the treasure spirit of this magic weapon be so powerful? Are all spirit treasures like this?"

Gan Ding's face changed slightly.But there was no time to think about it, so he quickly chased after him again.

"It seems that brother Gan is not the destined owner of that magic weapon, it doesn't want to follow you, hahahaha——"

Xiejizi laughed loudly, and finally made a move!

With a movement of Xiejizi's method, his figure completely merged into the black sun, and he jumped up and smashed towards Qianding.

The diameter of this black sun.It's only about the same height as Xiejizi, but when he moves.But like the stars falling, the momentum is like a rainbow!

Although everyone didn't know what this round of black sun was, they could imagine that if they were hit by its speed and momentum, it would definitely not feel good.

Gan Ding is about to catch up with Zi Zhu.Sensing that the black sun was getting closer and closer, his eyes sank, he knew very well how powerful the magical power of artistic conception was, and he was not arrogant enough to risk a hard blow to chase Zizhu.

call!

Qian Ding turned around and fought back.A bloody storm swept over fiercely!

boom!

Bloody wind, against the last round of black sun!

After an earth-shattering explosion, Bilan Mountain shook again, and the space where the bloody wind and the black sun collided was like a real wall, with a cobweb-like space crack extending out from a certain point in the center!

There was a sound of chi chi, and everyone's scalps exploded when they heard it!

boom!

The second duel, here we go again!

Qianding and Xiejizi are both veteran monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul, with profound mana. Naturally, there will be no situation where they can only use the magical power of artistic conception once and then cannot release it temporarily.

As for the power of Xiejizi's primordial spirit, although he had consumed a great deal by urging the wind and fire before, it is obviously impossible for this person to really exhaust it, leaving himself in a state of deprivation.

For a moment, there was no light between the sky and the earth, and the figures of Qianding and Xiejizi could no longer be caught by the naked eyes of the people, only a blood-red shadow and a beating black sun!

Two balls of light and shadow clash violently!

After a short lull, the air at the foot of Bilan Mountain exploded again, forming huge storms that rolled in all directions.

Everyone retreated quickly!

"what--"

There was a scream, and a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul couldn't dodge. After being swept into the storm, he only let out a long scream, and was smashed into minced meat by the violent vitality!

In the end, this battle for the bead turned into a duel between Qian Ding and Xie Jizi!

……

"Such methods are not comparable to the magical powers of the law!"

Tiangong sighed softly, with an indescribably bitter look on his face.

His wife, the landlady, gave him an annoyed look, as if she was blaming him for being so spineless, but it was rare that she didn't yell at him, and she felt extremely depressed in her heart.

The same monks in the late Yuanying period, everyone's Yuanshen's mana is similar, but their combat power is very different. How can they accept it.

Tianqizi, Wusheng, Fang Jue, Tie Zongheng, Han Youcao and others had extremely complicated gazes.

Some monks looked at the shining purple bead hanging in the air again, and their hearts moved again, but no one went up to fight for it.

Everyone was almost certain that at this moment, whoever dared to go and pick a bargain, those two artistic conception magical powers would hit him together.

Most of the monks have stopped fighting, and even if the rest want to reap the benefits, they will definitely wait until Qian Ding and Xie Jizi both lose.

……

Amongst the purple beads, Ye Bai was also watching the fight between the two, his mind spinning.

After he was born from Zizhu, only when he was born, and when the other party was caught off guard, could he kill one of the two with a lightning bolt, the other would surely wake up, and he had to think of a way to kill him!

But should we kill Qianding first, or Xiejizi first?

Ye Bai frowned slightly, his eyes flickered with brilliance, moving between the two lights and shadows, and finally settled on the black sun!

After a few blows, the aura of the black sun rose instead of falling, as if it could absorb some kind of power from the bloody wind of the dry cauldron to replenish its own consumption.

And the breath of bloody wind gradually weakened!

Under the ebb and flow, if there is no accident, Qian Ding will undoubtedly lose.

Seeing this, Ye Bai finally made up his mind to kill Xie Jizi first. This person is mysterious and he doesn't know what tricks are hidden. No matter what, he can't be given another chance to use it!

If he kills Qian Ding first and is escaped by Xie Jizi in the end, it will be another disaster in the future. After all, this person has not only comprehended the artistic conception, but also has a spiritual treasure in his hand!

Of course, Xie Jizi's turmoil was also one of the reasons why Ye Bai killed him first. Ye Bai was not so lofty enough to be indifferent to a spirit treasure.Even if you don't need it yourself, you can give it to someone close to you.

……

Time flies!

boom! boom! boom!

After three more explosions in succession, two figures shot backwards in two opposite directions at a very fast speed.

The two finally showed up.

Qian Ding retreated a hundred feet before he stopped his body, as if he had been drained of most of his blood, most of his plump body was shriveled, as thin as a stick, looking like a humanoid mummy, although no injuries can be seen on the surface, but the breath is weak pole.

The old man clutched his chest, his protruding eyes shot fiercely and fearfully, and looked at the other side, but he didn't strike again.

On the other side, Xiejizi's clothes were torn, seven or eight holes were torn on his body, and he was dripping with blood.

However, his aura was so powerful that it was frightening, as if it had reached a new peak. The black halo behind him was huge, and even its area increased a bit.

"Brother, you lost!"

Xiejizi and Qianding looked at each other, laughed, and didn't care about the pain in the chest at all, and then suddenly said in a cold voice: "Now I'm going to collect that bead, if fellow Taoists stop you, don't blame my black Day, I will swallow you up!"

Qian Ding heard the words, his eyes were gloomy as death, but he didn't speak.

Since Cheng had comprehended the magical power of artistic conception, it was the first time that he lost so badly. The opponent's magical power of artistic conception was really weird!

Xiejizi didn't speak any more, his figure flashed and chased after Zizhu!

Zizhu escaped again!

Xiejizi snorted coldly, grabbed it from the air, and released an incomparably strong force of adsorption from the palm of his hand, flowing towards the purple bead.

Zizhu struggled for a few breaths, and finally fell into Xiejizi's hands!

After getting it, Xiejizi stood in the void, holding the purple bead in his hand, laughing loudly.

The purple bead shone slightly!

Seeing that Xie Jizi finally got the bead, everyone felt sad, and even the monk who wanted to take advantage of the two people's injuries to pick up cheap ones gave up after seeing Qian Ding's miserable appearance.

Just about to look back and leave the mountain!

The faces of the crowd suddenly became strange, they stared straight at the position behind Xiejizi, their mouths opened wide.

Behind Xiejizi, a silver-white figure that seemed to be casted by the body of thunder suddenly appeared strangely without a sound, and punched Xiejizi's head with a punch!

This punch is close at hand! (To be continued..)