Li Tiannan turned into a red light and passed by at high speed, piercing the cold light of the bright moon, with a sharp and harsh whistling sound and a wild momentum.
When the passers-by cultivators saw this momentum, they all avoided it out of fear. Only a five-color ray of light flew out from the side to greet him.
The two rays of light suddenly stopped and stood facing each other in the sky.
If any cultivator saw this scene from a distance, they would definitely feel an uncomfortable feeling of suddenly coming to a standstill from an extremely fast speed. The two men's control over power has reached its peak.
"Five skills?" Li Tiannan clasped his hands, stood upright on the bloody sword, and looked coldly at the gray-robed Taoist in front of him.
The Taoist had messy long hair, a stern face, and a gray robe that was wide and ill-fitting. The originally clean gray robe was actually stained with oil and dirt, making it very sloppy.
However, the hilts of five fairy swords were exposed on his back. They had not yet been unsheathed, but the faint sharp sword energy seemed to tear the surrounding air.
These are two peerless figures standing opposite each other.
"Daoguo, have you got it?" Wu Jue spoke, his voice and words giving a stiff feeling.
After being stunned for a moment, Li Tiannan sneered: "So what if I have it, and what if I don't have it? With your power, you will also be interested in Dao Fruit?"
"It's not me, it's Master Tian." Wu Jue said.
Hearing this name, Li Tiannan's pupils shrank suddenly.
"The Dao Fruit is nothing rare to you or me. Give it to me and I will speak for you in front of Master Tian." Wu Jue said again.
"Master Tian?"
"Wu Jue, I'm laughing at you. You have trained like a dog at your age, and you actually run errands for someone you have never seen before." Li Tiannan sneered, and his momentum suddenly rose. He is a decisive and decisive person, how can he be willing to give in to others?
Next? At this moment, I was aroused by Wu Jue inexplicably, and my heart was extremely angry.
"Old friend!" Wu Jue opened his eyes slightly, and a sound like silver bells sounded from the five scabbards, and thousands of sword energy was about to move.
"Remembering old feelings, I will answer you once, I have not achieved the Taoist fruit." This old friend made Li Tiannan slightly restrain his murderous intent, and after saying this, he drew his sword and was about to leave.
However, Wu Jue did not give in at all and stood quietly in front of him.
Li Tiannan and Wu Jue are both the most powerful people in the world. If an exotic treasure is born, even if they are not there, if they are present, the treasure will never be taken away by others.
This move completely ignited Li Tiannan. Originally, he was guarding Tongtian Road but did not see the Taoist fruit. He also encountered an inexplicable ghost in the ghost world, which almost took away the demon outside him and his natal soul. At this moment, he was in a very bad mood, but
How could I endure being stopped here by Wu Jue and asking for Tao Fruit that I didn't get at all?
He didn't say a word, but when he raised his hand, the blood-colored fairy sword was already floating beside him. The crimson power soared into the sky, and a strong wind blew around him, making his beard and hair flutter like a demon in charge of killing.
Wu Jue's eyes flashed with blue light, and behind him was a blue fairy sword. The sword was not unsheathed, but a ray of green light surged upward, as if it was connected to the void.
Seeing that a battle between the top experts was about to break out, Wu Jue's eyes flashed, and he dodged like a ghost and turned into a stream of light.
"Old friend, Mr. Tian has already calculated that a lot of Taoist fruits will be born today. Listen to my advice and don't contaminate any of these Taoist fruits, otherwise you will be doomed..."
Wu Jue's voice gradually faded away, and in the direction in which he was galloping, there was a golden beam of light reaching straight into the void.
Tongtian Road, the second Dao Fruit!
Even with Li Tiannan's experience in the world of cultivation, he has never seen extremely precious Dao Fruit come into the world at almost the same time. Otherwise, such a mysterious treasure would not be worth 100 million yuan in spiritual stones.
Wu Jue is very decisive. It is uncertain whether Li Tiannan possesses the Dao Fruit, and even if he clearly has the Dao Fruit, it is even more unknown whether he can defeat Li Tiannan.
Ten birds in the forest are worth less than one in the hand, so Wu Jue chose to fight for the ownerless Tao Fruit.
Staring closely at the direction in which Wu Jue was flying, before he could think about the cause and effect of all this, Li Tiannan's eyes trembled slightly and he slowly turned his head.
I saw several beams of light rising from different directions, far or near, or varying in size.
The straight beam of light pierced the darkness and connected the sky, as if the immortals in the sky were guiding the ordinary people in the lower world.
"So many fruits of the path have come to this world..."
The night wind blew against his clothes, as strong as Li Tiannan's, and he suddenly felt a long-lost chill.
Then, he turned into a streak of blood and shot towards a light pillar.
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Wang Chen stood on a raised rugged rock and looked into the distance. In the distance were the endless mountains, with thick white mist lingering above them, giving people a feeling of insignificance.
"Perhaps only those who set foot on the sky can truly feel a sense of belonging to this majestic world."
Sometimes Wang Chen feels that he is extraordinary because he can see things that others cannot.
But when he climbed over mountains and crossed rivers, he felt that he was indeed a small existence pursuing the extraordinary but treading on the ordinary road.
The prosperous ants.
Three hours had passed since he started climbing the mountain in the early morning. The sun was shining brightly, making him feel that he was closer to the sun.
Since you are ordinary, you should stand on tiptoe.
But Wang Chen feels that standing on tiptoes does not necessarily make you extraordinary.
Day one hundred and three of the journey north.
He still hasn't condensed a trace of what a cultivator calls aura.
Even though he had already discovered that the strange ball of light in his body was actually a cultivation method, a dense handwriting, perhaps something that carried his infinite dreams.
But it is obvious that the pearl secretly casts oneself without qualifications.
There is a lot of fog on the mountain. This is a kind of cool water vapor. The freshness that hits your face can make people forget their fatigue.
This is not Wang Chen’s first time climbing mountains, and mountain climbing is not his hobby either.
Based on his experience as a hunter, this huge mountain range has become a biosphere of its own.
Countless beasts lurk inside, and the ferocious alien birds in the sky and the strange snakes, scorpions, rats and insects in the caves are all extremely difficult opponents.
And it's not delicious at all.
But he still chose to climb this mountain where the top of the mountain could not be seen at a glance.
The mountain wind was a bit strong, causing his hair to dance in the wind and making his clothes squeak violently.
His eyes flew down the steep mountains, and through the translucent clouds, he could see the lush grassland and several sturdy cowhide tents of different sizes.
It was yesterday evening when we came to this grassland at the foot of the mountain.
A group of reclusive herdsmen live here, and they are very warm and hospitable.
That night, the bonfire and the roasted whole lamb were barbecued with special spices made by the herdsmen. The golden fat exuded a fragrant fragrance that made people eat. The herdsmen grated a berry and applied it on the barbecue to remove the fishy smell of the mutton.
It was a delicacy that Wang Chen had never tasted before, and he ate it happily.
Late at night, Yang La, the most beautiful girl among the herdsmen, blushed and got into Wang Chen's tent.
This is an ancient custom.
Whenever a guest arrives, the herdsmen will send the most beautiful woman to sleep with the guest, and the woman will draw a red thread on the bed.
If the red line is not broken after a night, the guest is the herdsman's brother.
If it breaks, it will kill the visitor.
In the end, Wang Chen wrapped in a snow-white fox fur jacket and slept outside the tent for the night. Yang La sat next to him holding his knees.
Looking up at the clear and shining starry sky, which is indescribably beautiful, he told Yang La many stories, including one of the stars in the sky, which may be the blue that only exists in dreams.
It was that night that he heard the rumors about this fairy mountain.
On the fairy mountain, there is a true immortal manifested.
And the most ordinary animals on the mountain have been enlightened by the true immortals and transformed into immortal beasts.
Wang Chen asked whether the true immortals were cultivators and whether the immortal beasts were ordinary and exotic beasts.
Yang La shook his head, before they retreated from the world, they had seen cultivators and also seen strange beasts.
A burst of mist-like water vapor drifted over, dispersing Wang Chen's confusion.
He looked down again. Although his eyesight was very good, he could no longer clearly see every plant and tree under the mountain from this distance.
His eyes wandered around, inexplicably stopping at a certain tent.
It was as if a tall figure had been standing beside the tent, watching him disappear into the depths of the white clouds.
The mist on the mountain is a good cover at this moment.
Wang Chen took out a bottle of white medicinal powder from his bag and applied it to the soaked clothes.
This is a colorless and odorless flower of the oligo-leaf birch tree. After being dried and ground into a fine powder, it can be extremely effective in inactivating the excellent sense of smell of most animals, but people can hardly smell this faint smell.
After doing all this, Wang Chen climbed up again.
There is no road in the fairyland, just like all extraordinary things, their destination is the ordinary that disappears all living beings.
There were gravels under the feet that kept falling down the mountain. The farther up the mountain, the more steep the mountain became, and the vegetation became thinner, which made Wang Chen inexplicably wonder whether the top of the mountain was just a piece of bare stone.
Looking up, the clouds and mist obscured all sight, and the top could not be seen. If it were not for the increasingly rare trees, it would really have the air of a fairy mountain.
Wang Chen didn't believe in the fairy mountain mentioned by Yang La, just like he never believed that he was a mortal at the beginning. Many facts were turned into mysterious myths from word of mouth, making people believe in them.
Unfortunately, this fact does not change whether you believe it or not.
Even if it is a fairy mountain, how can I enlighten myself who has no cultivation qualifications?
It's just that he felt that there might be some opportunities on the mountain that could support him as a mortal to cross mountains and seas, and become a little bit extraordinary.
Moreover, there was something carefully made in his bag, which had been knotted with eight tough animal sinews on a specially made hard leather vest and belt.
In fact, it was a parachute modified from a huge fox skin. The leather of this alien beast was extremely tough. It took Wang Chen two full months to sew the rags found at the place where the cultivators fought to keep it warm when it was cold.
It can protect you from rain and water on rainy days, and now it has another function.
He wanted to jump off the top of the fairy mountain, and then open his white and fluffy parachute, like the petals of a dandelion blowing in the wind, to see where he could glide.
This plan is very important. You can't keep clamoring to the sky, only to find that you can't fly.
That would be too shameless.
And Xiaoyao will definitely be stunned by this shock.
He looked at the little guy with a fresh face who was wandering around looking for flowers in the cracks of the rocks and insects he had never seen under the rocks, but never gave up on him at any time, and a long-lost smile couldn't help but appear on his face.