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There are no clouds in the sky, and the moon is as white as day.

A sword light volleyed into the air, and the brilliant light suddenly exploded, blooming with a halo of wisdom like water.

The tearing sound like a crack came, the love network collapsed inch by inch, and when the wind blew, it became invisible.

Love is like a net, and it can't stop the wisdom sword, which is indestructible.

Jing Younan's heart moved, and the spiritual light of the Yuan Soul turned into a treasure mirror again, hanging behind his head, and the bright light poured down, reflecting the true color of the glass, which was completely clean.

After being trained and cut off the love network, there has been a slight improvement in the heart.

It's not remarkable, but it's a great thing.

Thinking that a few days ago, a disciple of the Demon Sect had also helped him refine his Dao Heart, Jing Younan couldn't help but smile and said, "Demon Dao thief, it's not useless. ”

"Damn,"

Ye Weiyang was furious, his blood and qi surged, his head was erected, and he pushed the high crown out, like crazy.

The magic weapon in his hand shone with a faint treasure light, and the beauties that appeared on it looked depressed and crumbling, obviously, their vitality was greatly damaged.

Baimeitu is indeed a great magic weapon, but after all, the grade is still low, and when he encounters the high-grade spiritual weapon Jiuyao Minghuang Mirror, which is fully performed, he will suffer a big loss all of a sudden.

Even if it doesn't hurt the roots, it will take at least three or five years to find materials and repair it again.

Thinking of this, Ye Weiyang was angry and angry, and his eyes were almost on fire.

Jing Younan turned a blind eye to Ye Weiyang's anger, he held the treasure mirror, took a step forward, and said, "The thief of the Hehuan Sect, obediently get out of Huayu Palace, or spare you from death today." ”

"It's so domineering,"

"It's arrogant. ”

"Too arrogant. ”

As soon as Jing Younan's words fell, many people watching the battle around changed color one after another, and the case was taken.

Most of the people who came to participate in the Fruit Fairy Club were young and handsome men of the Demon Dao, and now when they saw a Xuanmen disciple acting like this, they had a heart of hatred for the enemy, and naturally stood behind Ye Weiyang.

Young people are never short of enthusiasm, and they always do what they think of.

A young man wearing a bamboo crown and miserable green eyes took the lead in standing up, and with a finger of his hand, the wisps of blood condensed, and turned into a blood-colored spear in the blink of an eye, and the cold light was awe-inspiring.

The spear was half a zhang long, and it was covered with dense blood-colored patterns, and a rich bloody aura rushed to the face, and bursts of ghosts and wolves howled in the void.

"Xuanmen thief, don't be rampant, look at the spear. ”

The bamboo-crowned youth shouted, and the blood-colored spear was thrown, and the force was heavy and unstoppable.

The moment the spear was shot, the patterns on the spear's body squirmed like a living thing, and a breath from the Yellow Spring of Hell revived, gloomy and deep, making people fall into reincarnation, and it would be difficult to turn over forever.

"It's Juncker. ”

"As soon as he made a move, it was the Netherworld Spear of the Killing Dao Technique, and it seemed that he was angry. ”

"Tsk, there's a good show to watch, and it is said that Juncker has received an ancient inheritance, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Yes, he is the same as Murong Chui and the double pride of the Demon Dao. ”

After the onlookers recognized the identity of the young man with the bamboo crown, they all showed excitement, Junker is the leader of the younger generation in the Tianmaling area, the leading figure, with him personally shooting, there will be a good show.

"Good Taoism,"

Jing Younan's eyes stared, and the fire crow on the gate of heaven jumped upward, opening in the air, and in the fierce flames, the fire crow danced, and the light was dazzling.

Duh,

The sharp Netherworld Spear was nailed to the Fire Raven's Sun Worship Chart, three feet deep, and the tail of the spear trembled wildly, making a buzzing sound.

"Shhh ”

"yes, it doesn't look like a struggle. ”

"If you lift weights lightly, what is the origin of this Xuanmen boy. ”

In the attic, in front of the pavilion, under the flower trees, and beside the rocks, the onlookers who rushed to see a spear and a picture scroll stalemate in mid-air, their eyes widened in surprise, such a scene was beyond their expectations.

Everyone present thought that Juncker's Netherworld Spear could make the other party scramble, and he could suffer a big loss if he was not careful, where could he think of it, the handsome young man in the field dissolved, the wind was light, and it didn't look difficult.

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but be impressed by Jing Younan.

Although Ye Weiyang is proficient and his Taoism is also profound, he is not a character in the Tianma Ridge area after all, and everyone present does not have an intuitive feeling. And Juncker is a genius they are familiar with, and when the two compete, the onlookers can see Jing Younan's true color, and he is definitely not a master to be messed with.

"Hmph,"

Juncker's blow was futile, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and wisps of murderous intent were brewing.

Behind him, the demonic energy rushed into the sky, spread out, and formed a hundred-foot-tall demon god, stepping on a black dragon, one-eyed like a lamp, and the surrounding clouds were rolling, and the momentum was surging.

As if sensing Junker's anger, the demon god's one-eyed eyes opened, shooting out dozens of steps of red light, revealing a terrifying vision of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a hellish Shura.

As soon as the demon god came out, hideous chains appeared in the surrounding void, connecting the sky and the earth below, and an invisible binding force spread, and everyone's hearts were heavy.

"What kind of Dao art is this?"

"What a terrifying demon god. ”

"It's horrible to look at his one-eyed. ”

Under the shroud of powerful momentum, the onlookers showed a look of shock, and the next moment, as if they had fried a pot, they exchanged heads and talked about each other.

Murong lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "The demonic qi is very pure. ”

The Sanskrit text of Buddhism in the depths of Shan Ruhui's eyes lit up again, and it was silent for a while before he fell, and said, "It should be a practice left over from the Middle Ages, and the demon god was born and raised." ”

"Hey, interesting,"

Murong rolled up his sleeves, he always thought that Junker was short-tempered, and his temperament would be difficult to become a big weapon in the future, and it would be an insult to him to be on the same level as him.

When I saw it today, I realized that there is no vanity under the fame, and any genius who can be praised by others has his own confidence.

The crown on Boyang's head is inlaid with thirteen eastern pearls, reflecting a strange light under the moonlight.

Beside him, the energetic little junior brother was still bouncing around, and his words were continuous, "Senior brother, look, the Great Demon God." Oops, it's still a one-eyed dragon. There are a lot of chains behind him, and he looks really imposing. ”

Boyang had a few black lines hanging down on his forehead, and it was really a headache to meet a chatter junior brother, and he didn't know how this kid cultivated to the foundation building realm with such a detached temperament.

After sinking his heart, Boyang spoke, "He cultivated the "Jialuo Demon God Concept", and the last step condensed the true body of Jialuo, holding the killing chain, invincible and invincible. ”

"It's amazing. ”

The lively little junior brother drooled when he heard it, he liked this kind of tall and powerful Taoist technique the most.

"Awesome is awesome, it's just that cultivation is not easy, and you have to endure hardships. ”

Bo Yang knew a lot about this Dao technique, and the cultivation methods in it could simply torture people to the point that life was worse than death, and many people were discouraged in front of this Dao technique.

Speaking of the pain of cultivating the Garo Demon God Concept, Bo Yang inadvertently saw the junior brother in front of him yawning to himself, and he couldn't help but have his eyes getting brighter and brighter, and he was almost about to release it in the end.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

The little junior brother shrank his head, and his body stepped back vigorously, he was looked at by the green gaze of the senior brother opposite.

"It's a great thing. ”

Boyang smiled and said no more.

"God babble,"

Seeing that he couldn't ask left and right, the little junior brother muttered, looking stupid.

Fortunately, he was really active, and in less than half an hour he forgot about it and started shouting again.

"Battle,"

In the face of the oppression of the one-eyed demon god thick like substance, Jing Younan's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and with a finger of his hand, Emperor Ming walked out of the treasure mirror and stood on the void.

Wearing a corona, wearing a dragon robe, and hanging the sword of the Son of Heaven at his waist, even if it is just a vague phant, but the Ming Emperor is in charge of the Qiankun and the momentum of the four seas is still unstoppable.

The Demon God and the Ming Emperor were far away from each other, and the powerful aura was released, constantly colliding. The atmosphere in the field has become very depressing, and there is a kind of solemnity that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

The onlookers also held their breath, their eyes did not blink, waiting for the big show to start.

The shape is a touch, and next, it must be an earth-shattering duel, and the stone is shattering.

At this time, a large pen like a rafter swept away the clouds and descended on the field.

With the blue sky as the paper, the tip of the pen trembles lightly, and between the clouds and flowing water, a boxy loose word jumps out, and the light is magnificent.

As soon as the prose words came out, the antagonistic atmosphere in the field was swept away, as if the dark clouds had been blown away and the sky was clear again.

The next moment, the large pen shrank sharply, and then jumped up and fell into the hands of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looks to be in his thirties, wearing a scholar's scarf, dressed in green clothes, with a handsome face and a slender figure.

"Grandmaster Jindan,"

Jing Younan took a step back and looked at the cyan smoke surrounding the middle-aged man in his eyes, his eyes thoughtful.

Once the monk condenses the golden pill, his every move will be accompanied by the dansha, and the external appearance is the smoke in the sky.

Compared to True Qi, Dansha Smoke Qi is undoubtedly more flexible, and it is close to substance, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that can affect is ten times, or even more than a hundred times that of the same True Qi.

It is precisely because of this that only monks at and above the Jindan realm are qualified to cultivate the supernatural powers that contain the rules of heaven and earth, and below the Jindan realm, no matter if you are peerless in talent and invincible in luck, it is impossible to understand the operation of supernatural powers because the body is true qi rather than the power of Dansha.

"It's Wei Qing, the head disciple of Huayu Palace. ”

"What he has achieved is the three-grade golden pill, and he is a genius who is expected to be the avenue. ”

"Yes, I heard that he is already the next palace master of the inner design. ”

"Didn't he go out looking for an opportunity? Why did he come back?"

Seeing the middle-aged man appear, many people were surprised, this Wei Qing is the eldest disciple of the sect, the Jindan Sect Master, and he has a very important voice in the Huayu Palace, but many elders are far from being able to compare.

Of course, Juncker had heard of Wei Qing's deeds, and he hesitated, but he still took the initiative to disperse the demon god illusion behind him. After all, it's someone else's territory, so it's better to be polite. Otherwise, if you suffer a loss, there will be no place to reason.