Sword ancestor

Chapter 81 Reunion
Outside the magic city, there is a desolate and ancient land.

Four thousand six hundred magic horns dripped with blood, and soon soaked tens of feet of land.

"impossible!"

Yunbi Yuanlian stepped forward, her immortal energy was very strong, her eyes were cold, and she said: "It is impossible to have so many magic horns, there are frauds in them, and the sword body does not have such combat power."

"That's right, with 23 magic eyes, Bu Qingtian has to give way. This is simply impossible!"

Many disciples were speechless, and most of the disciples of the sixteenth generation also showed suspicion.

At this moment, Elder Mingfa glanced at Yun Biyuan, and said coldly: "The journey of immortality is only about the end. It is about chance, fate, and combat power, not the only one in immortality."

After a pause, Elder Mingfa said again: "Don't say that in the whole world, my Eastern China alone spreads tens of millions of miles. Every day, countless Taoists get adventures and opportunities. Immortals are impermanent." Determination is unpredictable, since ancient times, how many half-immortals and countless real people have been born, they all have one thing in common, that is, they don't believe in definite numbers."

Yun Biyuan was silent, not talking much at this moment, many disciples were contemplating, Mingfa Laodao pointed directly at the source, at this moment they understood a lot.

Qi Tian was also shocked in his heart, he was already letting go of the general trend, and his heart was pointing directly at him, now he has made a decision in his heart after hearing what Elder Mingfa said.

Immediately, with his sword pointing, two more hills fell down.

"520 Shura horns, a total of 5 magic eyes!"

"Thirty poisonous Asura horns, a total of [-] magic eyes!"

Elder Mingfa was a little astonished, and immediately nodded with a wry smile, and said: "The sword body is sharp, as it should be."

Above the void, Qi Tian's name suddenly appeared as the leader of Yushu, with 28 magic eyes, nearly three times the number of Bu Qingtian.

Many disciples were speechless, guessing in their hearts, what exactly Qi Tian got from Qingzu's ancestral grave, but if it was something of the way of the sword, it was useless to them, and they couldn't covet it.

After half a stick of incense, the huge ice boat rose into the sky, and the land of the magic city gradually blurred.

At the end of the boat, Yun Fei smiled and threw a jar of jade ice to burn. After the old man passed away, the two of them had gotten used to the taste of the wine.

Bu Qingtian smiled lightly, and also held a jar of purple bamboo wine to drink, and said: "You are fine, if you hid it before, then your momentum is just a bluff, it is just a bluff, but you dare to surpass me , which means that I did not misread the person.”

Qi Tian patted the Kaifeng mud, and the cold blood-colored wine entered his throat, turning into a scalding fire. He looked down at the blood-colored land below, and immediately chuckled, "Won't you feel jealous?"

Bu Qingtian was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a playful smile. He pointed to the land of the devil prison, and said, "You know, there are only two kinds of people in the five directions of the world."

"what."

"Giant, ants!"

Giants, ants!
Yun Fei murmured and said with a smile, "That's right, only ants look up at the sky and the big trees, because they can never stand above the sky."

Bu Qingtian nodded: "They can see the sky, but they can't climb it, because they have no heart, the real giants, what they see will always be the boundless sky and the ancient universe."

Speaking of this, Bu Qingtian's Dao Yun was more powerful, and his whole body seemed to be in some kind of transformation. At this time, his aura was released and then withdrawn, which still made Qi Tian's eyes slightly focused, feeling a great crisis.

The ice boat gradually ascended to the third heaven, and the red blood wind howled, and the land of the devil prison could no longer be seen.

The ice boat was silent, and it gradually fell silent. The magic city has ruined many paths for half a year. Many disciples have seen life and death, and they have had an epiphany, and their mood has changed a lot.

Qi Tian and the other three also sat down cross-legged and said nothing more. After an unknown period of time, a sky of fairy mist appeared in front of them again.

Qing Yunzong!
The nine fairy mountains are majestic and majestic, towering into the sky, the purple air is condensed, the spiritual mist does not disperse, there is an astonishing spirituality, and compared to the land of the devil prison, there is more vitality,

Many disciples got up and breathed the familiar mist. Some spirit cranes soared for nine days, and the long and long cry of the cranes spread far to the ice boat.

The ice boat landed on Qingyun Peak, everyone got off the ice boat, but none of them left, because Taoist Ming Bing's momentum enveloped the void, although he didn't open his mouth, everyone knew that he had something to say.

"Eight months later, the ten-year competition, Wendaohai and the Temple of War God will be open for one year, and there is still eight months left. Both the [-]th and [-]th generations can enter."

Decade competition!

Many disciples of the sixteenth generation can see through the divine light. The ten-year competition is different from the small competition. It involves many things. Every sixteenth generation disciple is fighting to go further on the road of immortality.

After a pause, Taoist Ming Bing continued: "There have been laws in the past dynasties, and the top ten of the seventeenth generation can enter the ten-year competition."

The top ten of the seventeenth generation can enter the ten-year competition!

In the top ten of the seventeenth generation, the leaders of all peaks are among them. If they participate in the ten-year competition, it will be enough to affect many people's hearts.

Some of the [-]th generation disciples looked ugly and looked at Bu Qingtian and the others. The [-]th generation were said to be masters and nephews, but more were collected by the elders of each peak, because each generation of disciples in each peak has a limit, so He was one generation lower in seniority and was reduced to a seventeenth generation disciple.

I heard that there is a sequence, although most of the disciples of the [-]th generation did not practice Taoism for as long as the [-]th generation. Uncles.

The top ten of the seventeenth generation participated in the ten-year competition, this is to get a share of the thick soup!
However, there have been laws in the past dynasties, and although many disciples of the sixteenth generation were dissatisfied, they could only accept it.

Taoist Ming Bing ignored everyone, he turned around and left, stepping on the void, like climbing a ladder, ascending towards Qingyun Peak step by step, and soon disappeared into the fairy mist.

Elder Mingfa also left, and all the disciples returned to the peaks, and bought several altars of jade and ice to burn, and Bu Qingtian left alone. He always walked alone, like Shen Dao, with a Dao rhyme that seemed to be formed, in the process of transformation .

The mountain behind Jianfeng.

Under the Fairy Waterfall, a figure was lying and sleeping on the big bluestone, without any posture, lying wantonly, a purple wine gourd rested on the back of the head, the mouth of the gourd was not covered, and a few drops of purple mellow wine juice fell on the bluestone, soaking into a piece of greenery. In the pool, a group of fish were drunk.

Suddenly, the figure's nose moved, the thunderous snoring stopped, and the closed eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Jade Ice Burn!"

Seeing that the Taoist shouted loudly and turned his eyes, Qi Tian and the two sat cross-legged on the edge of an earthen platform, with a bonfire curling up, and a few golden pheasants were roasted on it. Can not be released.

Beside the earthen platform, there are twelve wine jars lined up, the mud seals have been lifted, the scarlet wine syrup is as clear as jade, and a mellow fragrance full of cold air overflows, which arouses Taoist Ming Jian's stomach. endless wine worm.

Qi Tian chuckled: "Master, the wine has been warmed up, you can drink it."

The eyes swept slightly, and shot out a frightening divine light in an instant, but they converged in an instant. Even so, Qi Tian and the two still felt an astonishing sharpness in their hearts. Although it was only half a breath, there was already a lot of cold sweat Soak the back of your shirt.

Yun Fei couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said: "Master, I'm going back to the peak with my junior brother, this wine is probably white."

With a raised brow, the Taoist shouted, "How dare you!"

He had a stern voice, but he was in trouble, walked up to Qi Tian and sat down, grabbed a jar of Jade Bing Shao and drank half of it in one gulp.

Suddenly, he stopped his movements and said, "You have seen old cigarette butts."

Qi Tian and the two were startled, then nodded.

"Is the old cigarette butt okay?"

The two of them were silent, and seeing the daoist's eyes froze, he sighed after a few breaths: "After all, I'm going, unfortunately, I didn't make it." , The tip of the iceberg is about to be opened, the vast eastern land, endless magical powers, everyone will wait and see! In addition, please recommend a ticket, bookmark 9300, if you don’t bookmark it, please bookmark it. As for Sanjiang this week, if you have 6000 points, please vote for it. Add 10 points every day! Let Jianzu keep the top five.)
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