Minutes and seconds passed.

At the left atrium of Li Lan's body, a pillar of golden and jade-colored light suddenly shot out, and it disappeared in a flash.

A light cluster that shimmered with the color of gold and jade bloomed from his body, and gradually disappeared, but the power slowly released from his body was countless times stronger, and there was a faint illusory pattern of the Immortal King Battle for Nine Heavens behind him, which became more and more realistic, releasing divine power, and setting off Li Lan as if the God King had descended, with a strange magic power, irresistible.

Slowly opening her eyes, Li Lan restrained the golden and jade qi in her body.

The Xuan Qi he cultivated, in fact, was also a kind of mutated Xuan Qi, which was alienated from the Golden Wood Xuan Qi, and also had strange powers, each of which was more sharp than ordinary formless Xuan Qi, such as Ding Hao's Hell Ice Xuan Qi, which was actually the water attribute Xuan Qi in the Five Elements.

Feeling the new power in his body, especially the speed at which Xuan Qi was running, reaching a new level, Li Lan was slightly surprised.

"Shouldn't this be the power that the Second Great Grandmaster has, far more than that, why is this so?"

Li Lan frowned and pondered.

On the road of martial arts, every step must be taken steadily, and the inexplicable increase in strength is not necessarily a good thing, and it is very likely to leave any hidden dangers, but there is no special result from this thinking, the only doubt is that Ding Hao's Xuan Qi just now has recently entered his body......

"Is it because of this reason? Ah Hao's Xuan Qi can resonate and stimulate with my Xuan Qi to achieve some kind of effect similar to double cultivation?"

Li Lan's face changed.

He turned his head to look.

Not far from his side, Ding Hao sat quietly in the small inscription formation, surging with light and flames, and his hands kept pinching his hand seals.

The fingers open and close like phantoms, leaving behind afterimages, like a bright lotus blooming, extremely enchanting, that cluster of golden flames, containing extremely terrifying power, enough to instantly make a strong man in the realm of the martial king turn into ashes, but at this time, like a well-behaved elf, affectionately around Ding Hao, under the command of his ten fingers, wrapped more than a dozen flavor of treasure medicine.

Ding Hao's movements are extremely beautiful.

Under the golden eyes, the delicate face became more and more dazzling and handsome.

"God really loves Ah Hao too much, and any good things seem to be concentrated on him. ”

Li Lan sighed softly.

"Why you?"

He looked at Ding Hao's face quietly, the expression on his face was really complicated, he gritted his teeth for a while, frowned for a while, and showed a smile for a while.

The atmosphere in the tent was slightly eerie.

Time passes.

Beads of sweat appeared on Ding Hao's forehead.

The flame controlled by the ten fingers gradually became weaker, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance spread, just a slight inhalation, it made people feel refreshed, and the wisps of green light and flame swam away, as if it was a subtle tentacle, enveloping Ding Hao.

"Wandering the world, Joyoung is alive...... Dancheng!"

Ding Hao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes burst with divine light, his hands were pulled, his long sleeves were stretched, and he swept across the void extremely quickly, it was the [Shu Yun Covering Chanjuan] Dan collection technique, more than a dozen green light clusters were like streamers before they were fished out by Ding Hao, and all of them were fished out in his left hand.

With a touch of his right hand, dozens of Chinese characters fell, sealing all the twelve green pills.

The elixir has a spirit, especially the high-level elixir, which is the crystallization of the refining of countless divine medicines, and the alchemy itself is a process of creating zào, and the real elixir refined by the divine pill master is a spirit with a soul and consciousness, and from the moment it becomes a pill, it will escape independently, and if it is not sealed, it will soon escape.

Ding Hao's palms spread out.

Twelve dragon's eye size, crystal clear, jade-like round elixirs, converged their brilliance, and lay quietly in Ding Hao's palm, exuding a sense of divinity.

"It's ...... Seventh-Order Pill, you have become a Divine Pill Master?" Li Lan exclaimed in surprise.

If you can refine a sixth-order pill, you have already left the level of an ordinary pill master and can become a divine pill master.

Looking at the entire Selangor state, only Chen Nanchao, the Dan King of Selangor, can barely be regarded as half a divine Dan master, but he has made countless sects in Selangor politely treat him politely, and he did not dare to slack off in the slightest......

Li Lan was a little out of shape.

Although he had known for a long time that Ding Hao would be able to do alchemy, Li Lan never expected that Ding Hao's attainments in pills would reach such a level.

Ding Hao smiled, he was in a good mood and was about to show off a few words.

That's when --

"Brother Ding, I have already negotiated with those old demons, and we can start the next section of the ancient road......" Song Que's voice came from outside.

Li Lan frowned, and put on her coat for the first time.

......

......

The night was like blood.

The air was still filled with the faint smell of blood.

Above the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, the lights are bright, like daylight.

This was the first night without a battle in such a long time, and many disciples of the Sword Sect were seizing the time to heal their wounds, run their Xuan Qi, and restore their strength.

Located next to the third-tier area [Splitting Light Rock], in front of the sect's high-level temporary command tent, there were at least fifty or sixty high-level powerhouses of the Sword Sect gathered.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the big tent.

There were only three people in the big tent.

The three people who decided the fate of the Sword Sect.

What worries everyone is that there is a faint sound of quarrel among them, among which the voice of the first Tang Buddha tearing in the torture hall is the loudest, as if he is extremely angry, arguing loudly about something, and occasionally the head Li Jianyi will also refute a few words, and the abandoned green shirt has not spoken from beginning to end.

It's a pity that the big tent itself has the blessing of the inscription formation, which isolates most of the power and sound breath, and the people outside can only vaguely tell that these three people are arguing.

But they don't know what the three giants are arguing about.

About an hour later, the first Tang Buddha of the Torture Hall walked out of it with tears in his eyes, snorted coldly, didn't look at everyone, rose into the air, and disappeared in the direction of the Torture Hall in the distance.

After a while, the head Li Jianyi also slowly walked out of the big tent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Everybody is worried.

At this stormy moment, the Big Three must not be divided.

Otherwise, the situation of the Sword Sect would be even worse.

Feeling everyone's concerned eyes, Li Jianyi seemed to be extremely tired, smiled slightly, and said: "Let's disperse, let's relax, hurry up and rest and prepare, maybe there will be a battle tomorrow, Senior Brother Tang and I, it's just a little bit of a contradiction, it's okay." ”

Then the people departed in disbelief.

Waiting until everyone dispersed, Li Jianyi looked up at the blood-colored full moon, shook his head slightly, looked depressed, turned around and walked towards the stone cliff in the distance step by step, his steps were slow, as if he was thinking about something.

The mountain breeze hunted, pulling his robes.

At this moment, the most powerful martial arts master in Selangor, with a thin back, looked a little lonely and depressed under the moonlight, like an ordinary old man, falling into deep thought and a little helpless.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"You...... Here it comes. Li Jianyi was slightly stunned.

Although he didn't look back, he knew who was coming for the first time.

"What the hell is going on?" you and Senior Brother Tang ......" Luo Lan, the peak master of Water Sword Peak, was dressed in a sky-blue palace gauze skirt, noble and dusty, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu, with a trace of worry on his peerless face, slowly approaching.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Li Jianyi's mouth: "It's nothing, it's just ...... It's just a little different. ”

Roland walked over gently.

She didn't ask anything more, and stood quietly beside Li Jianyi, shoulder to shoulder, looking down at the vast land below, the mountain wind stirring her long hair, flying with the wind, like a pair of fairy couples.

Sighing, Roland said worriedly: "Actually, for so many years, the estrangement between you has not been completely resolved, right? The last time he used Ding Hao to cross the catastrophe and lay out the traitors within the sect, it seemed that he was working together, but he was actually asking the interests ......of the Sword Sect, right?

Li Jianyi was noncommittal.

He turned his head to look at the woman beside him, his eyes were calm and soft like never before, and he smiled: "After so many years, you are still so smart little sister." ”

Roland smiled slightly, and a rare sweetness appeared on his face, which flashed away.

Li Jianyi slowly stretched out his hand, and after a slight pause in the air, as if he had made up his mind, his fingers passed through Roland's messy long hair, helping to gently bring the green silk of this palace beauty behind his ear, and said softly: "If I really can't escape tomorrow, Alan, are you willing to forgive me for my persistence over the years?"

Roland sighed faintly: "What's the use of talking about this now." ”

"You still resent me?" Li Jianyi smiled bitterly: "Indeed, I am not a good father, I am too selfish......"

"You are indeed not a good father, you sacrificed our children in order to ask the Sword Sect. Roland said quietly: "However, there is no sect master in the entire Selangor state who will contribute everything to the sect like you." ”

"Could it be that asking the sword catastrophe today is God's retribution for me?" Looking back on the past, Li Jianyi suddenly found that he didn't know whether his persistence over the years was right or wrong.

"Maybe it's not retribution, but a test, a chance to be reborn from the fire?" Roland suddenly stretched out his hand and gently held Li Jianyi's palm.

Who can believe that the head of the first sect in Selangor, the palm of the dignified Selangor Prefecture is actually rough, it is the callus left by holding the sword all the time, the time he holds the sword is too long and too long, even if he is a strong and incomparable Xuan Qi cultivation, he can't erase this scar.