I picked up a property.

Just after that, a figure wearing a raincoat appeared. There was no earth-shattering momentum, no soul-stirring pressure. Even if he stood on the street, people would just think that he was an ordinary old man. .

However, he appeared just like that suddenly.

If the world in front of him were compared to a picture scroll, then the old man in coir raincoat squeezed into this vast picture scroll in an instant.

And in an instant...became the center of the entire world!

"Qianqiu Valley...it's time to perish."

The old man in coir raincoat spoke hoarsely, without any emotion in his voice.

Every time he took a step forward, he could cross a distance of more than ten feet, as if he had shrunk into an inch. In the blink of an eye, he was already in the sky above Qianqiu Valley.

The old man's gaze swept over Lei Shao and the other two, and then across the empty mountain gate of Qianqiu Valley. A trace of undetectable contempt flashed through his eyes.

Lei and Shao froze there. They wanted to draw their swords, but they were horrified to find that they seemed to have turned into clay sculptures, frozen in place, unable to even draw their swords at each other. !

This is the power of the Yuan Dan realm, the strongest force that suppresses the destiny of the Xuanwu Kingdom!

"Do you think you can escape this way?"

The old man in coir raincoat sneered, and the disdain in his eyes became even stronger: "Can you escape Qianqiu Valley or Canglan Mountain? How far can you escape with your meager cultivation?"

"No matter how far you escape... can you escape from Xuanwu Kingdom?"

He shook his head calmly, stepped from mid-air to the ground, and shook his head with a pity on his face: "I really didn't expect that the sword king of the generation would die like that, and he died so cowardly, it's really It’s so sad.”

In just a few words, he didn't seem to regret the loss of the two great princes at all. Only undisguised ridicule emanated from his words.

"Back then, what if you could defeat me for a while? Now, you have turned into a handful of loess, but I have become the strongest person in the world!"

Lei Shao and Lei Shao were shocked.

This person in the Yuan Dan realm of Xuanwu Kingdom was actually a contemporary of the old headmaster. Even back then, he was once suppressed by the old headmaster!

However, the final situation of the two people was completely different!

The old man in coir raincoat has the support of the entire kingdom, but the old headmaster is bound by Qianqiu Valley. After 120 years, the gap between the two has finally turned into the difference between life and death.

"And now, I can destroy your sect bit by bit, seize the inheritance of Qianqiu Valley, and destroy everything you want to protect... but you are powerless."

"You can try it."

The moment the old man in coir raincoat raised his hand, a plain voice suddenly came from the depths of Qianqiu Valley.

In an instant, Lei Shao and Yanagawa Yuan felt the pressure on their bodies lighten, and they looked at the source of the sound in surprise, which was in the direction of Qionghua Villa. At this time, the door of the courtyard quietly opened, and a man in white with a calm expression appeared. The young man walked out of the other courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist!"

Seeing Feng Xia's appearance, the two of them thought of something at the same time, and couldn't help but look happy.

"Fellow Daoist?"

The old man in coir raincoat was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "Ji Qixi, Ji Qixi, your two disciples are out-and-out trash. How can a little guy who hasn't even opened a divine wheel be defeated by them?" Called fellow Taoist?"

Faced with the old man's teasing, Feng Xia was not angry, but smiled lightly and said: "Mo Yuanlong, you were killed by me as an incarnation. Could it be that you forgot so quickly?"

The old man in coir raincoat named Mo Yuanlong suddenly showed an incredible look in his eyes and stared at Feng Xia in astonishment: "...it's you!!"

As soon as Feng Xia opened his mouth, he immediately realized that the young man in front of him was the culprit who ruined his decades of hard work inside the Qianqiu Bell!

"It turns out it's you! I thought you had escaped, but I didn't expect that you would stay and die, and I didn't expect that you are not even in the Kailun realm—"

Mo Yuanlong suddenly laughed wildly and raised his hand to capture Feng Xia, but at this moment, Feng Xia took a step forward.

boom -

A dark divine wheel suddenly took shape behind Feng Xia's head, causing his aura to rise to a higher level!

"Have you opened the divine wheel? Even if you are in the wheel-opening realm, you will still die!"

"Mo Yuanlong, open your eyes and see clearly what kind of cultivation I am!"

Almost as soon as Feng Xia opened his mouth, he had already taken seven steps forward.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

……

There were seven loud noises in a row, and eight obscure divine wheels, extremely huge, rose up behind Feng Xia's head, and Feng Xia's aura was as blazing and boiling as a volcano!

The eighth level of Kailun Realm!

"you……"

The old man in coir raincoat raised his eyebrows.

In eight steps, he went from an ordinary person who had not opened the Divine Wheel to a master of the eighth level of the Wheel Opening Realm. Even he had never heard of such unbelievable things!

"I see. It seems that you also have a secret. Maybe the inheritance of Chao Haisheng can't be said even if you take it away!"

Mo Yuanlong's voice turned cold, and the momentum belonging to the Yuan Dan realm exploded. There was no longer any reservation. The energy of heaven and earth surged from all directions, crazily squeezing towards the young man, trying to kill him on the spot!

"It's a pity, let alone the eighth level of the Wheel Opening Realm, even the eighth level of the Divine Power Realm..."

when, when, when—

The melodious and long-lasting sound of the bell came from the depths of Qianqiu Valley, and then, eight small bells filled with spiritual light flew through the air and fell into the divine wheel behind Feng Xia's head one by one.

Every time a small bell of spiritual light falls, the cultivation aura on Feng Xia's body will increase by leaps and bounds!

"The eighth level of the magical power realm! Those eight bells are actually the eight magical powers?!"

Mo Yuanlong's expression finally changed.

And at the moment when he lost consciousness, Feng Xia's surging energy and blood burst out, and golden Taoist platforms one after another, filled with indescribable magic, emerged one after another!

In an instant, the young man in white came to Mo Yuanlong.

He opened his mouth and vomited, and the shadow of a pill flew out and landed in the center of the eight Taoist platforms, like the only Tianyuan on the chessboard!

"Mo Yuanlong, within one move... I'll kill you!"

……

Chapter 0070

"Yuan Dan? This...this is impossible!"

As the only person in the Yuan Dan realm in Xuanwu Kingdom and the strongest person in the world today, Mo Yuanlong thought that nothing in the world could easily shake his mind.

However, when the young man in white stepped forward, he was still stunned and felt an unprecedented shock.

When Feng Xia walked out of the house, he was still an ordinary person who had not yet developed the divine wheel. Even if there were some strange things, they still could not catch his eye.

But as that young man came, the divine wheel was created, the magical power was achieved, the Tao platform was cast, and the Yuan Dan was completed!

"Mo Yuanlong, within one move... I'll kill you!"

Feng Xia's sharp voice came, and Pei Ran's sword light roared and rose, turning into a sword wheel of alternating gold and silver, floating in front of him, blooming with a thrilling and sharp aura.

"Want to kill me? Even if you are Yuandan, you can't do it!"

At the critical moment, Mo Yuanlong finally recovered from the shock. He suddenly mobilized his whole life's strength, and the majestic Qi and blood spurted out. The blood was soaring into the sky. The muscles all over his body bulged one after another, and he swayed his magic power wantonly. .

There are even dragon scales emerging under his skin, flickering brightly and darkly, making him look like a half-dragon!

Jiulong Sacred Heart Technique·Dragon Scale Transformation!

Qiang Qiang——

Almost at the same time, the sword wheel in front of Feng Xia rotated, and the thirteen sword edges burst into divine light and slashed down towards Mo Yuanlong.

"So what if you are Yuandan? I have been in this realm for more than 50 years, how can it be compared to your first time in this realm?!"

Mo Yuanlong also roared into the air, with mana surging in his body, creating dragon-shaped phantoms in the air. The deafening roar of the dragon shook the earth and the earth, and violently collided with Feng Xia's sword wheel!

Jiulong Sacred Heart Art·Thousand Dragon Shadows!

At the first moment, he noticed that Feng Xia's sword wheel sank backwards.

"Sure enough! This kid has the realm of Yuan Dan, but lacks the corresponding training. He is unable to exert his due power at all. Moreover, because he has just entered this realm, his accumulation of mana and energy is also far inferior to mine. !”

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Yuanlong judged Feng Xia's situation. While still shocked, he was more or less relieved.

Although I don’t know what kind of methods this kid used to cross so many great realms in just a few breaths and stand on the same level as Yuan Dan...

But in the final analysis, it is just the first time to enter Yuan Dan.

His cultivation, physical strength, magical powers, combat experience, etc... are far inferior to him who has been immersed in this realm for decades!

It’s not difficult to kill him!

"One move has passed, now... I will kill you!"

Mo Yuanlong stretched out his arms, and the billowing Qi and blood bloomed like wolf smoke, forming a bloody field. Any creature that entered this field would be severely suppressed.

Jiulong Sacred Heart Technique is worthy of being the number one body training technique in Xuanwu Kingdom.

It provides Mo Yuanlong with an endless supply of energy and blood. The old sword king of the same age as him has died of old age, but his physical body is still in its peak state, and has not declined at all due to age!

Standing in this field, Mo Yuanlong is like a god!

"I see, I would have almost forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

Hearing Feng Xia's words, Mo Yuanlong was startled for no reason. Immediately, as if he was struck by thunder from the sky, his eyes suddenly widened and he froze in mid-air involuntarily.

A realm full of blood and energy also bloomed from the body of the young man in white, like a flower blooming on the other side, slowly but surely.

"You...how could...?!"

"Besides, killing you with one move is a joke."

Feng Xia smiled lightly and said, "At least... the first half."

At this moment, more and more insights came to him. It was when he came into contact with the door of the secret realm, he came into contact with endless truths and mysteries. At that time, Feng Xia was almost instantly intoxicated.

If it hadn't been for the sword light of the old headmaster that awakened the completely selfless Feng Xia, he would probably have been intoxicated in those principles for ten days, half a month, or even longer, until he starved to death from exhaustion!

This is the so-called "enlightenment tribulation".

But now that he has woken up, those Tao and principles are constantly transforming into Feng Xia's own power!

Boom!

Qi and blood, more majestic and cruel than Mo Yuanlong's, burst out from Feng Xia's body. At the same time, there were phantoms of dragon scales one after another, glowing with a breathtaking dark golden light, making Mo Yuanlong's My heart suddenly sank.

Those dragon scale shadows were all too familiar to him.

Jiulong Sacred Heart Technique·Dragon Scale Transformation!

"How can you know the supreme skill of the royal family?!"

"You will, and so will I."

Feng Xia shook his head calmly, taking the Floating Dream Three Life Technique as the general outline, the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique and the Tianwen Breathing Technique, which went hand in hand, pushing his energy, blood and mana to an eternal peak in this moment!

"And I can, but you can't."

"Tian, ​​Tianwen breathing method——"

Mo Yuanlong couldn't help but thump, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The Heavenly Pattern Breathing Technique of Tianjue Sect has been known for its surging magical power since ancient times. The imperial court also sent people to collect some, but in the end, because it was difficult to integrate with the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique, it could only be shelved.

But just today, he actually saw with his own eyes the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique and the Heavenly Pattern Breathing Technique appearing on a young man's body at the same time!

At this moment, Feng Xia is not inferior to him in terms of energy, blood or magic power, and is even better than him!

"Don't panic, don't panic! Mana, energy, and blood are just the foundation. This kid's magical powers, unique skills, and combat experience are still not..."

Mo Yuanlong, the most powerful man in the Xuanwu Kingdom, had a twisted expression on his face that was neither crying nor smiling, and suddenly froze there.

"Great Perfection...Kenshin!"

"Mo Yuanlong, I will kill you on behalf of fellow Daoist Ji."

Feng Xia used her hand as a sword and drew an arc in mid-air.

The sword wheel exploded suddenly, but the thirteen sword edges did not die. Instead, under the blessing of the Great Perfection Sword Heart, they became more ethereal and clear, and an indomitable spirit filled the world. !

In Qianqiu Valley, both Lei Shao and Yanagawa Yuan were trembling with disbelief: