Supreme Pill Saint

Two days later.

Tomb of holding sword.

The outer layer of Qingjian tomb is a mountain forest called Qingjian mountain. This mountain forest has appeared since ancient times. Here, the fog is full of years, the forest is thick, the air is moist and full of haze.

In the deepest part of Qingjian mountain, there is a grave, which is the real one.

There are 49 skeletons of strong swordsmen buried in Qingjian tomb. In the tomb, the sword spirit is growing and the evil spirit is mad. It is a very dangerous place. Of course, it is also accompanied by opportunities.

Qingjian tomb will be opened once every other period of time. The time is not fixed. Sometimes, it will be opened once in thousands of years. Sometimes, it will be opened once in tens of thousands of years.

When it's not opened, the tomb seems to have disappeared, disappeared in the haze of the sky, and can't be found.

Now.

On Qingjian mountain, in front of Qingjian tomb, there are many people.

All swordsmen are waiting for the coming sword tomb.

Each one is holding a long sword, with sharp breath, few words, sharp and firm eyes, and a blue or white flowing long clothes A typical swordsman's dress.

These swordsmen, these days, have come from all over the whole area of daraotian. Their ultimate goal is to hold the sword tomb.

When they got to Qingjian mountain, they started to move towards the inner layer.

One of these swordsmen, dressed in a gray robe, covered his body and face, and held a very common sword in his hand.

He's on his own.

This man is Wu Qi.

In the past half a year, Wuqi has been the middle of the eighth level of the humanitarian environment, making rapid progress, and its strength is far beyond the boundary. For him, the ordinary nine level cultivator of the humanitarian environment is the existence of being cut melons and cut vegetables.

"Yuan goes with the wind..." Wu left as he walked, thinking about the name. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not think that he could live in Yuan Suifeng's hands now.

No matter how evil Wu abandoned, no matter how progressive, it is only the existence on the potential list of the God Pavilion. However, Yuan Suifeng is the nine star disciple of the nine Cang God Pavilion, and the existence of the 43rd place on the Heaven Road list.

If meet yuan Suifeng, Wu abandon although don't want to admit, but the fact is, Yuan Suifeng want to kill themselves, just one move!!!

However, Rao did not intend to quit.

Swordsman, only one heart to the sword, fearless, is the way of sword.

What's more, he has arrived here. It's hard to leave.

Suddenly.

By the ear.

A loud and excited voice:

"look, then That's yuan Suifeng. "

"He's really coming!"

"It's horrible. Look at the sword in his hand. It means shell and handle. "

"God It's really frightening to see the top of the eight levels of heaven. "

"Yuan has come with the wind. I don't think we have a chance for the benefits of holding sword tomb."

"It's said that Yuan Suifeng came here to kill one person, not to Qingjian tomb itself. Maybe, Yuan Suifeng won't fight for the benefits of Qingjian tomb."

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Wu Qi raised his eyes slightly and looked about 600 meters from the left rear.

In the eye, a young man, a red, blood red long shirt, a blood color long sword, his appearance is very ordinary, can not be found in the crowd, but his temperament is the top of the top, giving people a kind of fierce and oppressive worship.

He seems to have some neat habits. His hair is erect, spotless and spotless. His eyes are black, quiet and cold.

This man is yuan Suifeng.

Under the gray robe, Wu Qi's face is extremely dignified!!!

Just look at each other, it seems to be torn by the potential of kendo.

So strong.

The next moment.

Yuan disappeared abruptly with the wind, inexplicably.

However.

Yuan has just disappeared with the wind.

There was another noise.

"Look, that's Wang's trip."

"The one next to him should be Zheng CI."

"They are also two disciples of jiucang Pavilion. Although they are not as good as Yuan Suifeng, they are also eight star disciples!"

"That kid named Wu abandoned became famous in one day! How on earth did he offend jiucang God pavilion? It's frightening that jiucang God Pavilion is so big in pursuit. "

"The God Pavilion is the God Pavilion. It's terrible. Wang's surname and Zheng's stab seem to be the existence of the seven levels of heaven. It's terrible. "

"It's not just Wang Zhixing and Zheng CI. Look, those people over there seem to be Bai Mu of Bai family, Ning Chi of Ning family and Xing Qingjian of shifangzong. Although they are not the people of jiucang Pavilion, they are also the leaders of the younger generation in the affiliated forces of jiucang Pavilion. They are not low on the potential list of jiucang Pavilion. "

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"Damn it!!!" Wu qilow scolded and was under great pressure.no way out.

Not to mention yuan Suifeng, Wang Zhixing and Zheng Ci, they are Bai Mu, Ning Chi and Xing Qingjian. He is not sure how to deal with them now.

Bai Mu, Ning Chi and Xing Qingjian are all the nine layers of human environment.

These three people are all in the top 50 on the potential list of Shenge.

Just then.

Abrupt.

"Who among you has seen Wu Qi?" It's Zheng stab. Zheng stab opens his mouth. The whole person of Zheng stab feels like hiding, being sinister and stabbing. His voice is oppressive and sharp. The long sword in his hand is gray black, long and thin. It's not a traditional sword, but a long needle sword.

Zheng CI asked lightly. His eyes were cold and disdainful. He glanced at the swordsman around him.

Then.

See, shake your head, many swordsmen shake their heads.

Wu did not shake his head, but he would not stand out foolishly.

He is not afraid of death, but will not seek it.

The same second.

There is a picture of animal skin in Zheng Ci's hand.

On the animal skin portrait, it's a face, Wu abandoned!!! vivid!

Zheng CI raised the picture of animal skin, and his voice was louder: "this face, has anyone seen it? You can take advantage of it. "

You can take it when you hear it. Many swordsmen look at the picture of the animal skin.

Ninety nine percent of the swordsmen have never seen Wu abandon.

However, after all, there are several swordsmen who are impressed. After all, although Wu Qi covered his face with a gray robe, he did not completely cover his face.

Those swordsmen are eager to try. Their eyes are already twinkling.

Wu Qiqi is to lower his breath, hold the sword in his hand, and be alert.

After a few quiet breaths, finally, someone couldn't help it.

Among the swordsmen, a tall young man with thick eyebrows hesitated and stood out, saying: "really Is it really good to take? "

"Say." Zheng Ci's eyes immediately fixed on the man, spewed out a word, and threw out a crystal bottle.

When the crystal bottle reached his hand, the breath of the tall young man with thick eyebrows was very fast. It was a surprise. The elixir in the crystal bottle was of high grade.

He quickly bowed and said respectfully, "Mr. Zheng, I've seen the person you are looking for. He is wearing a gray robe and wrapping himself tightly."