Pink skin appeared all over his complaining Qiu, and he complained that Qiu felt a sharp pain that pierced deeply into his god, and the whole god couldn't help but continue to tremble, as if countless sharp steel needles pierced his god who complained about Qiu.

This time, he complained that Mr. Qiu did not feel extreme cold, but a feeling of warm water moisturizing. With the appearance of the blue air current, the intense pain begins to subside like a tidal wave. He complained that Qiu Jin's body was wet with the blue air current, and quickly returned to light skin. He complained about Qiu's appearance.

He complained that Qiu Ziming felt that his body had made another qualitative leap, and even for a moment, he felt that he could not be destroyed. No matter what injuries you have, you can make a full recovery in a very short time.

At the same time, a strong red air flow seeped into his body complaining about autumn, making him complain about autumn to feel a terrifying and powerful force. This force has been flowing, and he complains that the fall and the isolation between him are getting smaller. He complained that autumn gradually mastered the power of this red air current.

Half an hour later, at the voice of Kaka Bones, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a huge force erupted from his body, like an avalanche, but then it fell into the volcano like ice and snow, and melted in an instant.

He complained, Qiu Shaowei lowered his head, his eyes swept over his body, and then exhaled deeply. Two streams of air erupted from his nostrils, red and white, which was strange.

He Yanqiu stretched out a hand at this time, and a terrifying red light appeared on He Yanqiu's wound, He Yanqiu seemed to feel that he had to rely on this powerful force to break free from his right hand, and immediately let go of it.

Red air gushed out in an instant, why complain that the huge space in front of Qiu Xiaoming's palm turned into a sea of fire in an instant, and even the ups and downs of the space were covered by flames.

The black sword that killed the god flew out of He Yanqiu's eyebrows, and He Yanqiu directly controlled the sword of the god of heaven to stab his left hand. A black hook flashed, and a small wound appeared on his left hand.

Before the blood could seep out of the wound, he complained that Qiu Ziming had released a stream of blue spirits, and then the wound immediately recovered.

I don't know if it's because these people are so aggressive, and after half a month, they reach a huge, boundless mountain range.

He Yanqiu watched a huge stone tablet fly into the sky in front of the mountain. The shock on his face is hard to put into words.

The height of the stele has exceeded thousands of feet, and the dragon, the fly, and the phoenix are dancing with blood-red lines on the stele - the pillar of heaven and earth - the Kunlun divine vein.

He hated that Autumn could clearly feel the majestic momentum from the blood-red figures, and even made him feel out of breath.

According to Xu Haisheng, Qiu Baoxing complained that he knew that the stele was more than 100,000 years old. As for who built it, it is impossible to know. However, this magnificent stele is indeed carved out of a complete mountain peak.

Before he complained about Qiu Ziming and others, many secular forces had appeared in advance. Obviously, none of these forces can be underestimated. Even some of the unscrupulous teams have never heard him complain about Qiu Ziming. But from Ji Chen's introduction, people realized that these were the real reclusive masses, and their strength was simply incalculable. Only stronger than Zong Xuanyue.

These super tribes hiding in the Five Domains were reluctant to participate in the competition in the Five Domains, but this time they sent a large number of people to Kunlun Mountain, obviously with a big plan.

He complained that Qiu Ziming felt a lot of pressure, but at the same time felt a little excited. From many young disciples, Qiu Ziming felt an inexplicable pressure. It is clear that among these people, there are many young and strong people who were not born.

He grumbled for a moment, saying that this arrogance was nothing more than chicken ribs.

"You are the third arrogant person in the world. "You look like a doorway. "A man in a white robe, always waiting for a faint breath to appear in front of him, complaining about autumn.

He complained that Qiu Ziming was surprised and shocked because he could not grasp the signs of this person's arrival.

Seeing why he complained that Qiu didn't speak, the man was not too angry, but continued: "I have heard of you, your talent is really good, you can double train as the pride of the third place in heaven, a rare sight in a thousand years, qualified for my attention. But, as you may not know, arrogance has never been something to fight for those of us, so I'm worried you'll face a lot of challenges in the future.

He complained that Qiu Gang wanted to say a few words, but the young man was already gone and did not give him a chance to complain.

"This bastard, what kind of costume is capable of competing with Mr. He, see if you can throw shit out!" A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't help but open his mouth and sneered. It turned out that it was just a few simple words to vent, but he never wanted to be heard by the younger disciples. The man never seemed to leave.

"Stop!" he grumbled, and Qiu's face suddenly turned gloomy. At the same time, he suddenly stretched out a hand and shot his sword at the disciples, intending to break them to pieces.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect turned pale. Although the sudden sword soul did not hurt him, the aura exposed by the sword soul had suppressed his fear.

The young man was a little surprised when He Yanqiu blocked the door. However, he never appeared again. Instead, he put a sentence on him from a distance.

"You're good. "I hope we can have a good fight!

As the voice faded, he complained that Qiu felt his fuzzy breathing finally disappeared completely.

The people of the Hidden Sword Clan are all madmen who practice swords. You should be careful, Brother Ho. None of them are good stubble!"

It wasn't until he complained that autumn was back in his mind that Ji Chen's moon began to speak, not far away.

"Hidden Sword?" he complained that Qiu Shaowei frowned, because he had never heard of it.

Ji Zhenyue seemed to have guessed, and he explained: "The people of the Yin Jian clan are almost not related by blood, they are all geniuses of the sword path, they are all selected from the five realms of the elders of the previous generation of the Yin Jian clan, and after the terrible graduate school entrance exam, they can join the Silver Arrow clan and become the real Silver Arrow clan. Jianxiu, talent and strength are extremely terrifying. Throughout the five regions, it is recognized that the first gate of sword cultivation is the first gate!

After listening to Ji Chenyue's explanation, Qiu Ziming was very unhappy, and finally understood why the devil had to take care of himself so much. It turned out that he was a fellow sword practitioner.

There are many hermit clans, such as the Hermit Sword Clan. Five of them came when Ji Chenyue knew them, and some didn't even know Ji Chenyue at all. But by perception, we can see clearly.

There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding in the darkness, and when the sky darkened, there was finally movement in the silent crowd.

"This trip to Kunlun Mountain, let me start with Tianmu Sect!"

It was an old man with a white beard who spoke ill. He complained that Mr. Qiu couldn't see the old man's practice, but he complained that Mr. Qiu felt like a bottomless abyss.

No one refuted the old man's fault, he was silent for a while, and dozens of figures flew out of the old man's side.

"Scared! This Tianmu Sect has filmed so many disciples!" someone said in surprise.

(End of chapter)