The facial expression of the woman in blue was as cold as frost, with bright eyes shining with a crystal clear color. She shrank her white wrist and turned her jade hand. The cold air radiated from her body endlessly, gathering into a cold wave, gushing out of the ice sculpture.

The phantom of the blue shirt clearly showed his true face at this moment. A pair of idle eyebrows under the flat forehead, a gentle nose bridge and a thin lips contained free and unrestrainedness and motionlessness, but then the change suddenly began, and the calm eyes showed a decisive and determined resolute look.

In an instant, the eyes of the phantom of the blue shirt became strange gray and white, and the eyes were crystal clear and bright. A strange white light that shocked the world and wept the ghosts and gods suddenly burst out, stinging the open eyes. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and a palpitationary pressure immediately enveloped the entire outer door.

"Click..."

The sound of icicles shattering was endless. When Shi Heibai opened his eyes, he saw a woman in blue standing proudly with a calm face and a phantom of blue shirt that had retreated a foot away. The phantom of blue shirt was pale, her eyes were closed, and red blood flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

The woman in blue had a more terrifying and cold eyes. She adjusted her breath slightly, and tried hard to activate the spiritual energy in her body, forcibly condensed several times, and finally gathered a faint spiritual energy. She slowly raised her right hand and pinched a spiritual technique, as if she was preparing for the last blow.

"Zhao Binglan from the Ice Sea and Snow Field, are you going to die?"

The thick sound was like thunder in spring rolling down from the sky. Everyone couldn't help but look up. After a long time, they only heard the sound but could not see the person.

Hearing this, the woman in blue dress had a stagnation of spiritual skills. Suddenly, she put down her palm again, coughed gently and said, "The unique skills of Taixu Eye in Taixu Palace are indeed amazing, Zhao Bing has taught her blue collar."

After saying that, Zhao Binglan turned around and left, looking extremely determined and cruel, leaving behind a back that shocked the monks present.

"Zhao Binglan from the Ice Sea and Snow Field defeated Zhang Jinsong, the genius of Taixu Palace, and the water spirit body was better."

"It's not necessarily better, and there is no distinction between life and death."

"This is not obvious. The big man who just said something to stop Zhao Binglan and obviously headed towards Taixu Palace. If you are not afraid, why should you help me?"

"This explanation is too far-fetched. How can a genius in my Xuanwu Dynasty, who is amazing and talented, die in internal struggle? As long as a big man is sympathetic to his talent, he will stop him."

"This ice beauty not only ranks among the top ten beauties, but also ranks at the top of the genius list. Oh, that's it."

...

There are too many possibilities for discussion without results, and there are many differences in the interests of people. Everyone has some truth.

The battle on the ground stopped the gaze and everyone looked at the void hundreds of meters high.

In the sky above the outer gate of Diqi Gate, the sword energy lies hundreds of meters, as strong as a horse, unobstructed. Two black shadows, one sword and one sword, are difficult to solve. Both of them are the strongest attacks, use attack to control attacks, do not retreat, do not dodge, no matter how hard they press, break it with one sword.

A lion that looks like a grassland is dominating one side, and a dragon that looks like a river occupying the river water, with equal flags and no distinction between strength and weakness.

The two sword cultivators' attacks were much more beautiful, more refreshing and domineering than the giant Qiu Heng's fighting style. The indomitable spirit made people yearn for it and sincerely admired that the strong should be like this.

The three groups of duel cultivators, especially the two sword cultivators, were the most powerful, but the two strongest men first came to each other. After a hundred matches, an amazing fact was placed in front of them.

"You can't defeat me, Jianxin."

Two figures fell straight from the void, like nails nailed into wooden boards and nailed to the ground, without moving at all. The Yingwu Sword Cultivation Sword in the south pointed to the ground with a passionate way.

"Xuanwu Domineer, you can't defeat me, whether it's your sword or your people."

The bearded sword, with two fingers in the middle of the sword, pinching the tip of the sword, and responded in a strange way of collecting the sword.

The Xuanwu Domineer said with a deep face: "We are not comparing with combat power, how about we compare with the number of enemies we kill?"

Jian Xin said coldly: "How to compare?"

The corner of Xuanwu Domineering's mouth raised slightly and said, "Go to the southern border and see who can kill more monks of the Suzaku Dynasty, kill more monks, and more monks, and more people will win."

Jianxin praised and cheered: "Okay, but I

There is a requirement: the Jindan stage monks do not count, only the Nascent Soul stage monks are counted."

"What a big tone, the golden elixir kills the Yuanying?" A Jindan cultivator who didn't know the height of the sky and the earth shouted contemptuously.

Hearing this, Jian Xin turned around and looked at the sound. The pupils that locked the shouting person suddenly contracted, and the darkness of the abyss emanated from the abyss. Everyone present only felt a flash of strong wind. After looking around in a daze, they saw no strangeness appearing, which made everyone feel relieved.

However, not long after, a helpless voice rang out inappropriately: "His head..."

I looked at it again and saw that the blood line began to appear from the forehead of the Jindan stage monk, from top to bottom, spreading through the middle of the nose, passing through the lips and chin, cutting open the throat, chest, lower abdomen, and a sword in both halves, and the Jindan is no exception.

Not everyone can tolerate Amao and Gou interrupting randomly. What answered him was a glance, a sword energy in his eyes, a sword energy that was almost passing by lightning, and a sword energy that shocked the Jindan stage monk and had no time to dodge.

As the saying goes, you can eat food randomly and not talk randomly. Seeing such a cruel and ruthless scene with your own eyes, the monks present took a breath and understood this truth deeply.

The duel between the giant and Qiu Heng also stopped, and seemed to be deeply shocked by the sword just now. What kind of sword is this? The sword heart of the Nine Yin Sword Sect is only in the Golden Pill stage, so why is it so powerful that it is to slaughter the Golden Pill like slaughtering ant?

"All the geniuses are not only the prides of the genius of various major sects, but also the mainstay of the Xuanwu Dynasty in the future. Why fight to the death here? You should go to southern Xinjiang to divide the life and death with the monks of the Suzaku Dynasty."

The elder of the inner gate Luo Yu came out to smooth things over. His ugly face looked a little bit more handsome, and he showed awkward generosity.

Qiu Heng snorted coldly, turned around and left without any shame in Di Qi's family.

The giant grinned and smiled at Du Ming, clasped his fists to apologize, but said nothing.

Jianxin didn't even look at it, and gently swung his two fingers in the middle of the food. The spiritual sword pierced into the southern air, and a footstep was placed, and flew on the sword, cutting the air, like a meteor outside the sky.

The most polite one is the Xuanwu Domineer. He said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I'm fighting over the Qimen Sect in the Di, I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay, Mr. Xuanwu is polite." Luo Yu replied in surprise, not expecting that the unattainable genius of the Xuanwu Royal Clan would be so polite to Diqi Sect.

"Sword heart is heading towards the south. Since I am fighting with him, it is not advisable to stay for a long time. I will say goodbye and take the blame for another day."

The Xuanwu Domineer did not fly away, but walked towards Diqimen Teleportation Outer Courtyard.

After witnessing three wonderful battles of Jindan-stage monks, Shi Heibai's mind was extremely shocked. It was so powerful that it was no less powerful than that of the Nascent Soul-stage monks. It was speechless and ashamed.

When he returned to Tianjian Xingqiu, he was immersed in the memories of the outer gate's battle scenes and could not extricate himself.

Time drives people to grow old, inferiority makes people diligent, and three battles between Jindan cultivators benefited a lot. Shi Heibai entered the cultivation mode of meditating and thinking hard, no longer caring about the outside world, and focusing on improving his realm.

Moreover, because the 10,000 low-grade spirit stones rewarded by the leader, there is sufficient cultivation resources, and there is no pressure to consume a medium-grade spirit stone every day, so that the spiritual roots of the five attributes of the five elements of the divine body can be complementary and regenerated, and the progress will be a thousand miles a day.

After practicing hard day and night for more than a month, there were signs of merging the spiritual energy of the eight veins, but I had never found the energy. Shi Heibai was about to release it, so he took the time to go to the outer trading hall to exchange for some golden spirit stones.

Along the way, I heard a lot of big news, especially the battle between the two dynasties of Zhuque and Xuanwu was the hottest. The genius from the major ten thousand miles of the Xuanwu Dynasty rushed to the southern border without exception, using the teleportation of the outer courtyard of the land Qimen as a turnaround place to welcome and send off, and there was a constant stream of succession. This place Qimen made a lot of money.

"The genius of the Xuanwu Royal Clan is indeed amazing. The Xuanwu Overlord has killed a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Suzaku Dynasty. The sword heart of the Nine Yin Sword Sect is still slightly inferior."

"Shh... You're desperate. I forgot the Golden Pill Master in the outer sect that day. But I said, "What a big tone, Jindan kills the Yuanying" and was killed by a sword."

"What are you afraid of? This is the territory of my land,

The sword heart is thousands of miles away again."

"Don't you know that just before that day, Jian Xin also killed a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Suzaku Dynasty."

"Really, who did you hear?"

"Qian Jizi, the apprentice of the old man Shenji."

"It's so scary, it's no problem to challenge the higher level."

"I am worthy of being a genius disciple of the first-class sect, where is the foundation?"

"What else is there to be hot news? I've been busy refining elixirs for Senior Brother Zhang Xin these days, but I haven't even stepped out of the alchemy room."

"This is a great thing. When Senior Brother Zhang Xin breaks through the Jindan stage and becomes an elder, your Luo Zhihuo's status will rise. You will have to cover me a little at that time."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, come and say something nice."

"If we say that the most famous one recently is the Xingyu Sect, the only second-class sect in Peacock East Prefecture, we have several disciples in the Nascent Soul stage, and they are invincible. One of the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage was killed."

"So powerful, it's good to kill. Which senior from Xingyu Sect did it?"

"The guest elder of Xingyu Sect, I regret senior."

"I regret senior?"

"It is said that this senior Yin Rong is extremely strange. He has a pair of dead eyes, like a person who has died once, and he cannot be beaten to death."

"So terrifying, didn't you also practice the invincible spiritual technique of the Immortal Body of the Medicine King Sect in Longshan, Longshan?"

"Well, the evil and evil place in Shiniucheng some time ago was not a coffin. It was true that there was a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage. I regret that the senior came from there."

"Who did you hear?"

"Qian Jizi, the apprentice of the old man Shenji."

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Chapter completed!