Chapter 141: Xuanling Eightfold

The Lord of the Sword Mansion saw that Ling Changkong wanted to break through the Xuanling Eightfold, so naturally he would not let Ling Changkong get his wish, Ling Changkong was only Xuanling Sevenfold now, and he had such combat power, if he broke through the Xuanling Eightfold, what kind of combat power would he have?

"Ling Changkong has recovered now, and he can start fighting. ”

I saw that the Lord of the Sword Mansion shook his body, came to mid-air, and said to Qingfeng, if Qingfeng didn't declare war, he could also show a little breath and wake up Ling Changkong, and he couldn't blame him afterwards.

"Definitely, although Ling Changkong has now made up for the loss of Xuanqi, the medicinal power of Xuandan has not yet been completely refined, and he is now refining his medicinal power, so naturally he can't start fighting just now, otherwise it will not be fair to him. ”

Qingfeng shook his head slightly, and said so, he did not say that Ling Changkong was breaking through, but that he was refining the Xuandan, which seemed to be just an expression of the difference, but the meaning was very different.

"What if he breaks through the Xuanling Eightfold?" The Lord of the Sword Mansion took a step closer, released his breath slightly, and continued to ask Qingfeng.

"That's all about him. Qingfeng smiled and said.

"Now that you are in the middle of the competition, as the master of the Sword Mansion, you can't help but avoid suspicion, please go back and wait with peace of mind. ”

Just as the aura of the Lord of the Sword Mansion was about to press towards Ling Changkong, Mingyue suddenly moved, her figure flashed, and she came to the Lord of the Sword Mansion and said to the Lord of the Sword Mansion, which had already dispelled the aura of the Lord of the Sword Mansion.

The face of the Lord of the Sword Mansion suddenly turned ugly, and these two old foxes actually had to help Ling Changkong.

"Mingyue Daoyou, as the host of the Western Competition, do you want to protect Ling Changkong, if so, what is the significance of this Western Competition?"

Below, a cold light flashed in Zi Jiang Tian's eyes, and he asked at Mingyue, he not only wanted to disturb this Western Great Competition, but also to avenge the dead disciples of his Liuli Heavenly Sect.

"This is not true, as the presiding officer of the Western Dabi, I naturally want to maintain the order of the Dabi, so as not to prevent some ill-intentioned people from plotting against him, which was exactly the case just now. As she spoke, Mingyue glanced at the Lord of the Sword Mansion.

Mingyue looked at Zijiangtian again and shouted: "It's you, you are neither the host, nor the forces behind the Western Dabi, what power do you have to point fingers here?"

"Hmph, my Liuli Heavenly Sect disciple also participated in the Western Competition, and as a contestant, I naturally have the right to supervise some of the indiscretions of the host. Zijiang snorted coldly and retorted.

"The Western Dabi is a grand event in the Western State, where do you have the right to participate in the Liuli Heavenly Sect, as a force in the Central State?" ...... now" Mingyue said with a sneer, but before she finished speaking, she was forcibly interrupted by Zi Jiangtian.

"I don't have the right to participate, as the landlord of the western state, I agree, and it has been carried out until now, you are embarrassed not to participate fully, if you latecomers are against the guest...... Zi Jiangtian sneered.

"Enough!

Seeing that Mingyue and the others were becoming more and more vulnerable, Qing Song couldn't sit idly by, the essence in his old eyes burst out, and he screamed, and suddenly there was silence, only Qing Song continued:

"Let him finish refining the Xuandan, but if he finishes refining the Xuandan, it won't be too late for them to fight, Zhou Qiankun's kid is also the peak of the Xuanling, and he won't break through the Xuanling Eightfold in the sky, right?"

"Naturally not, even if he breaks through the Nine Layers of Xuanling, I won't be afraid. ”

Before the Lord of the Sword Mansion and the others could speak, Zhou Qiankun immediately replied, he had his own arrogance, how could he succumb because of Ling Changkong's cultivation?!

"That's fine. Qing Song nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the Lord of the Sword Mansion and asked, "Even Zhou Qiankun's little guy has no objections, and you won't have any objections, right?"

"Naturally not. The Lord of the Sword Mansion had a gloomy face, and he bowed his hand slightly to Qing Song, and glanced at Ling Changkong fiercely, and then he threw his sleeves and fell.

"What about you?" For Zi Jiangtian, Qingsong was not as pleasant as before.

"Since even the parties are like this, what else do I have to say. ”

Seeing that the Lord of the Sword Mansion had fallen, Zi Jiangtian also knew that he was lonely, and with a faint flash of essence in his eyes, he also retreated.

"Very good, let's refine the Xuandan in the sky. ”

Qing Song turned into a slightly sloppy old man again, and came to Bingling and the others, but no one dared to despise him anymore, and a few words could calm down this big turmoil, not everyone has such patience.

"Whew!"

Seeing that this turmoil had finally subsided, Qingfeng and Mingyue glanced at each other, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if it wasn't for Qingsong's action just now, they would not be able to protect the sky.

"Boom!"

Not long after, suddenly a muffled thunder sounded, everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Ling Changkong, only to see a breath visible to the naked eye gushing out of his body, rising to the sky.

"Xuanling Eightfold! He actually broke through the Xuanling Eightfold with the help of that Xuanling Eightfold!"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, when Ling Changkong was still the seventh level of Xuanling, he was able to defeat the sword movement of the original first battle platform and occupy the first position, and now that he has advanced to the eighth level of Xuanling, what kind of combat power will he have?

"This is the Xuanling Eightfold, although it is not as beneficial as the Xuanling Sixfold to break through the Xuanling Sevenfold, but the current Xuanling power is three times that of the original, even if it is a long-term imperial sword, there should be no problem. ”

Ling Changkong didn't wake up from his meditation immediately, sensing the changes in his body, although he didn't cultivate with the Refining God Proud World Technique, he also completed the second level of cultivation of the Refining God Proud World Technique, and his physical strength increased greatly.

At the same time, because this time he broke through with Fengyan Xuangong, he was more proficient in the use of his own Xuangong, and he was even able to sense the existence of fire Xuangong, which can only be done in the Xuanwang realm.

"In the realm of Xuanshi, cultivating Xuanli is just simply absorbing Xuanli from between heaven and earth, and then adapting one's veins to Xuanli is the most basic run-in period. ”

"The Xuanling realm is one step closer than the Xuanshi realm, but it only controls the non-attribute Xuan power, and the power is not strong, and it can't even cast spells. ”

"Only when you reach the realm of the Xuanwang can you be regarded as the first to enter the palace, and you can perform some simple tricks, although you have no derivative attribute power, but you can already sense the attribute power, laying the foundation for the realm of the Xuanhuang realm, in short, my road is long." ”

Ling Changkong thought to himself in his heart, and couldn't help but have a little more understanding, these came from the heart, although they were just words and fragmented, but they were often more profound than what he saw in books.

"Ling Changkong, wake up. ”

Just when Ling Changkong had an epiphany, a clear voice came, it was the call of the breeze, Ling Changkong suddenly understood that he was still competing, and hurriedly woke up from his meditation.

"Thank you two seniors for your help. ”

Bowing to Qingfeng Mingyue, although Ling Changkong didn't know anything about foreign affairs during his cultivation, he could also guess that Qingfeng Mingyue must have made a lot of effort.

"Thank us, these are all cultivated by yourself. Qingfeng smiled and taught that their hard work was not in vain.

"Yes. Ling Changkong replied again.

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