Talisman Emperor

Blood gas, boiling like slurry, permeating out, rolling like wolf smoke, flushing the dome, turning the sky into a sky roller, this is the sign of the refiner's progress to the realm of Golden Dan.

The thousand clouds of blood above the head of the lonely moon are made by the blood gas in the cortex of their flesh. Reaching this boundary, a shout is enough to kill evil spirits and destroy ghosts.

The refiners of these boundaries in the mansion sit in the town, the blood rushes to the clouds, and the ghosts of the shadows look far away. They will all collapse and dare not go forward.

And I want to know what reaches the realm of Golden Dan by the alchemist. From the skyscraper he overhead, it can be seen that the skyscraper covers ten places. It is the early period of Golden Dan of Alchemy, covering 100 places. It is the middle period of Golden Dan of Alchemy, covering a thousand places, which is the late period of Golden Dan of Alchemy. And when there are signs of lightning thunder in the skyscraper, it is clear that the realm of refined gold is reached.

The strength shown by the silent moon in the battle is undoubtedly proof of this.

“Awesome, I don't know when such a powerful figure appeared in the Northern Brute Xuan extremity. Generally speaking, in the same realm, the refiner completely crushed the existence of the gas refiner.” Ya Qing was surprised.

“The man should have never stepped out of the mountain gate. This time he participated in the Golden Pool Congress, perhaps for the first time he appeared in the practice interface. Otherwise, by his strength, his reputation would have spread all over the world.” Zhen Liuqing also commented softly.

Chen Xi was somewhat distracted by the two women's assessment of the moon. He implicitly felt that the breath on the moon had a familiar taste. His refining methods showed witchcraft power, round, pure, firm, vast, unusual, but powerful.

“What a strange witch power, why do I feel familiar... I remember! Isn't that what the smell of the Sumiyama smells like on the top floor of the Floating Tower?” Chen Xi's mind flashed and he remembered. He even remembered that the Nine Words of Truth and Town Spirit Charm emitted such an aura.

“The only thing this guy practiced was Buddha's refining skills… Interesting, Buddha's doom had long since vanished in those years, but this lonely moon could be handed down to Buddha, perhaps a man of great fortune. ”

To understand this, Chen Xi became more and more curious about the silent moon. You should know that the floating treasure tower on his body, although already damaged, was also a Buddha fairy, and according to Ji Yu, in order to repair the floating treasure tower, it is necessary to cultivate and refine it with Buddha's strength in order to have the possibility to reproduce the spirit.

“Look, the desert north of Piyuanxian Island in the East Sea is here too! ”

“Wow, that guy actually defeated Lu Xiong in 36 consecutive victories with one sword, definitely another black horse besides the silent moon! ”

“Lonely Moon, North of the desert, plus Thursday Young Master, An Qianyu, Wang Daodong, Su Zen and others, this Jinchi Games is really as good as clouds. ”

The scene burst out a shout, and all eyes looked at stage two, where a handsome young man with a green robe was standing, his hair casually tied behind his head with a straw rope, looking fresh, with a hint of restraint, and handsome.

Chen Xi looked up and acutely perceived the power of this green robe youth in the north of the desert, such as the sea, immense, hidden a sense of inclusiveness.

Judging by the breath alone, this man's strength is unusual. And no one can judge how powerful Lu Hui, who was able to win 36 consecutive victories before winning with one sword, is.

“Chen Xi, why don't you go up and try it too? Let's see if we can get everyone to shout.” Ya Qing turned his head and said.

“Okay.” Chen Xiao nodded, his hands were already itchy, and now he was rushing towards one of the rings, where a monk had fallen and nobody had replaced him.

“How did this guy get so obedient?” Ya Qing stayed for a while and looked up and saw that Chen Xiao had already jumped to the ring.

“He is not obedient. The strength shown by the monks on the stage has given rise to a slight desire to fight, and even if you do not speak, he will go to the challenge.” Zhen Liu Qingqing said leisurely.

“Mind your own business!” Ya Qing stared hard at the past.

“I don't want to fight you right now and miss Chen Xi's game, that's too bad.” Zhen Liu smiled softly, but looked at Chen Xi's ring.

Yea Qingqing, but his eyes also cast their eyes.

“Little brother, are you challenging Han Kun?” On the third stage, the Nirvana Realm Brother named Choi Shan, who presided over the competition, was a peaceful old man, who saw Chen Xiao walking in. He couldn't help but wonder: “Although he was only a strong winner in ten consecutive times, just now, he ended a rival with 28 consecutive victories, strong strength. You now only fixed it in the early days of Jindan. I advise you to think twice, it is better to change your opponent with a slightly weaker strength. ”

“No need.” Chen Xiao smiled and fell on the ring.

Choi Shan shook his head and sighed, leaving the ring, leaving the venue to Chen Xi and Han Kun.

In a remote position in the audience, Su Zhen, who was closing his eyes to support God, opened his eyes like electricity and instantly locked the second ring. Seeing that familiar figure, he couldn't help but put an icy curve on his lips, “Are you finally going to play? Hope you win more and beat you again in that time, it will feel wonderful. ”

“What if he loses soon?” The bamboo pole man with the pointy-mouthed monkey's cheeks laughed and hipped beside him.

Su Zhen coldly said: “If he is too weak, I will kill him again, but he will not be able to escape, will he? ”

Bamboo rod man hey hey smile: “Of course, the enemy you are staring at by Brother Su, is there any reason to live? ”

Su Zhen stopped talking and stared closely at Chen Xiao's figure. He wanted to see how far this abominable broom star had grown over the years.

Han Kun and Chen Xi stood up against each other on a wide and hard platform.

“Chen Xi? I've heard your name, fast, beat Autumn Rock.” Han Kun faintly said that he was thin and tall, with a hint of pride and pride between his eyebrows, and speaking slowly, as if he was born with a high sense of superiority.

“But Autumn Rock can't get into my eyes at all, so can you, so I give you a chance to admit to losing on your own, lest it be too ugly, don't you think?” Han Kun asked.

Chen Xiao smiled and said: “If you talk any more, I'll throw you away. ”

“You...” Han Kun glanced and waited to teach this guy, who never knew the thickness of the heavens and the earth, had lost the shadow of Chen Xi.

The next moment, Han Kun felt light-hearted, his neck grabbed by a big hand like an iron hoop, his face was red, his neck was thick, his eyes were convex, and he couldn't get out of the bondage no matter how he struggled!

“I said, I'll throw you away.” Chen Xi's faint voice rang in his ear, Han Kun felt his body flying out, completely out of his control, the next moment had fallen outside the ring, fell a dog to eat shit, and his posture was extremely lukewarm.

“I grass, Han Kun was thrown out of the ring like a chicken! ”

“Look, Han Kun, the crappiest boy in the Han family in Cangzhou, was actually hit by a dog eating shit. Ha ha, I'm fucking laughing. ”

“It's Han Kun, this guy has a mean mouth. ”

In the audience around the ring, everyone who saw this scene laughed blatantly. Happily, obviously, the character of Prince Han Kun doesn't seem very good.

Han Kun, sitting there, heard these laughs, a handsome face rose red, wandered up his body, looked poisonously at Chen Xiao and tried to say some harsh words, but when he thought about being instantly subdued just now, he didn't even have a chance to react, when he climbed into his heart, he shook all the words into his stomach, and wolf walked away.

“Turns out it was Chen Xi. He was fast. He beat Qiuyan earlier. Now he throws Han Kun out with his hands up. It's unbelievable. You know that Han Kun's mouth is poisonous, but his strength is more than Qiuyan!” In the audience, a group of people who had seen Chen Xi do it before spoke out.

“It's amazing, and I don't know how it compares to the lonely moon, the desert north? ”

“Keep looking and you'll see. ”

On the ring.

Hosting the contest, Brother Nirvana Choi Shan looked around with a smile. Lang said: "Just now, Chen Xi from Nanjiang defeated Han Kun in 10 consecutive victories. This strength surprised even the old man. Now he is the owner of the second stage. Has he challenged him? ”

Choi Shan was truly surprised. He had already seen that Chen Xi was Jindan's early fix, but could throw Han Kun out of the ring with all his strength?

“I, Gao Zhenyu, come to teach Chen Xi Daoyou the high tricks.” Soon, a monk stood up, breathing heavily and with a high temper, and was also a strong man with a full Golden Dan.

Boo!

The High Palace pulled its sword out of its sheath and drew a round sword curtain in front of it. The sword curtain was bright, like a tidal wave, with a very strong waterway.

After all this, the high palace's lips were filled with a hint of pride, carefully hiding behind the sword screen, staring closely at Chen Xi, hoping to find a glimmer of ruin.

“This guy is obviously very good at defending himself, thinking he can restrain his speed...” Chen Xiao laughed helplessly, his sword swept across the sky, deliberately revealing a glimmer of ruin. He doesn't want to suffer with a guy who's good at defense.

Blossoms!

Gao Zhenyu's eyes squinted, the sword blade swayed, such as the venomous snake in the lurking shadow, swallowed the indefinite sword and stabbed Chen Xi at a strange angle.

Boom!

Chen Xiao did not hesitate to impose a "swordwalk", such as the appearance of thunder and lightning, full of swords that shook the power of destruction, instantly covering the entire stage.

Boo!

A slight voice rang in his ear, and Gao Palace initially did not care, but as his sword blade was about to stab Chen Ti, his forehead fell off and his hair broke, reflecting his vision.

For a moment, Gao Gongyu's body was stiff there, stuck as a puppet.