"I have to say that most of the Xuanyin True World is quite fat." Xiao Yan said with a smile, counting the income in detail, it was still a considerable amount of income. Xiao Yan obtained the Light God Source Qi Pill from these many
Nearly 10 million of them were found among the rings.
This harvest makes Xiao Yan very satisfied. After all, Xiao Yan relied on trickery and deception to obtain five million divine energy pills in the Heavenly Medicine Palace. Now, Xiao Yan has harvested ten million divine energy pills all at once.
, it is simply a fruitful harvest.
In addition to the Shenyuan Qi Pill, I also obtained many materials and resources, and there are many fighting skills, but there are no fighting skills that can be put on the table. Creation-level fighting skills are generally not passed down in the form of scrolls.
Basically, it will not be passed on to the outside world. After all, the fighting skills of the creation level are very rare, and the inheritance will be very strict.
Generally speaking, the biggest gain is from the urgently needed resources such as the Divine Origin Qi Pill. After all, a war relies heavily on resources. Although perhaps the Divine Origin Qi Pill that Xiao Yan can collect now is just a drop in the bucket for a real war.
But no matter how much or how little, Xiao Yan is still doing his best to prepare.
After a long time, a huge and gorgeous planet appeared in front of Xiao Yan. The entire star was colorful, and it looked very beautiful just from the appearance.
"Xiao Yuxing, we are here." The empress raised her head and looked at the beautiful star in front of her, and smiled softly. Her eyes were full of memories. Xiao Yuxing was the first time she and his Majesty met.
The place.
Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at this vast and beautiful star. The empress stood up at this moment, with tears flashing in her beautiful eyes. It seemed that she was recalling the past between her and His Majesty.
Xiao Yuxing is in a hazy state.
Thousands of mountains are standing there, clouds and rain are filling the air, and the rain falling in each area has its own different color, which makes people feel very strange.
However, just after entering this place, Xiao Yan felt a strong killing intent. He immediately looked in the direction where the killing intent was coming from, and saw a figure hanging in the hazy mist and rain, with his arms folded across his chest.
He was struck by a sword behind him, and his back was facing Xiao Yan and the empress.
"The sparring partner is here again. I'll wait for you at Xiaoyu Star." The Empress smiled. Xiao Yan was stunned when he heard this and looked at the figure in the distance. As for the Empress, after saying that, the Bingyun Rabbit turned into carrying the Empress.
Disappeared in the hazy and lingering mist.
At this moment, the only figures left in the air were Xiao Yan and Yuan Duan, who were holding a sword and facing away from him.
"Are you ready?" the figure said slowly.
Xiao Yan looked confused when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "What are you preparing for?"
"Take my sword!" the figure said in a deep voice, as if even this tone contained the intention of the sword, giving people a sense of fierceness.
"I have no acquaintance with you, why should we fight?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly.
"If you want to enter the Xiaoyu Star, these are the rules for entering the star." The figure said.
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment and then smiled bitterly. What kind of strange rule is this? Only through strength can one be qualified to enter this star.
As if he had no choice, Xiao Yan put his palm towards the Eight Desolate Xuanzhong Ruler behind him. At this moment, the rain in the air suddenly stopped suddenly. The two of them knew each other tacitly and almost took action together.
"clang!!"
The sound of gold and iron colliding came out in the misty rain, and the surrounding rain was shaken in circles.
"Why not use Origin Qi?" Xiao Yan asked.
The figure did not raise his head, but replied softly: "You wouldn't be able to take this sword with source energy."
Xiao Yan did not refute, because he could not detect at all the strength of the person in front of him. He suppressed the aura and fluctuations on his body to an extremely low level, making it impossible for Xiao Yan to know, but Xiao Yan's foot was emitting
Think of it as a strong source of energy fluctuation.
But the opponent just blocked it with a very dull sword. To be able to accept Xiao Yan's attack so calmly is probably at least a peak nine-star fighting god.
"Empress... Could it be that the sparring partner is a little too strong? He is too powerful." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. This was completely beyond the scope of his ability to deal with it.
Buzz!
At this moment, a sword moved extremely fast, hovering at a distance of only two fingers between Xiao Yan's throat at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
"Don't you dare to be distracted during the battle!" the figure said sternly.
Xiao Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately distanced himself, but the figure pursued him. The long sword in his hand did not have many flashy tricks. He simply chopped and slashed, and the beating made Xiao Yan miserable.
Word.
"Too weak, boring." The figure struck out with the sword again, and a strand of Xiao Yan's hair was chopped off. The chopped hair stagnated for a moment, and then it broke inch by inch. This kind of control of power reached an extremely subtle level.
"Senior is immortal, so I am naturally invincible." Xiao Yan said with a bitter smile.
"I didn't use the immortal power just now. As a seven-star fighting god, you are not outstanding." The figure holding the sword looked at Xiao Yan and shook his head in disappointment.
"Please give me some advice, senior." Xiao Yan immediately cupped his fists and raised his hands. The figure looked at Xiao Yan without saying a word. After circling for a week, the long sword in his hand was suspended in the air. The figure stepped on the flying sword and disappeared into the mist.
Xiao Yan scratched his head helplessly. He didn't expect that someone would dislike his talent. This was something Xiao Yan never expected. It instantly hit Xiao Yan's self-confidence.
"Your qualifications and understanding are a bit lacking, but I can barely count you as a registered disciple of Xiaoyu Pavilion. Come to Xiaoyu Pavilion to report as soon as possible!" The voice of the figure who had disappeared came from a distance. Xiao Yan was stunned when he heard this.
What? My Seven-Star Fighting God's strength can only be regarded as a registered disciple?
Xiao Yan couldn't imagine what kind of strong men and monsters were in Xiaoyu Pavilion, so he had to follow the figure who had disappeared with his sword to go to Xiaoyu Pavilion. Following the direction of the disappearance of the figure, Xiao Yan also transformed.
Sweeping away like a rainbow.
Under the mist and rain, a towering mountain peak stood. There was no palace or sect as Xiao Yan had imagined. Instead, there was just a small village that didn't look very big. It was a very ordinary existence. Xiao Yan looked strange.
"Jian Xiangyang, is this the named disciple you were talking about?" There were no more than ten people in the entire village. They all gathered around and looked at Xiao Yan curiously.
The figure who bullied Xiao Yan before was named Jian Xiangyang. He nodded slowly.
"Boy, you have to work hard to become a core disciple." A man laughed.
Xiao Yan looked around and felt extremely confused: "If my guess is correct, I must not be the only disciple in this majestic Xiaoyu Pavilion, right?"
Xiao Yan did not refute the matter of registered disciples. At least Xiao Yan could not see through any of the figures that appeared in front of him!