"Who am I, it turned out to be Brother Li Tong, how could Brother Li Tong be too late this time? Seeing that the array wall is about to open, if there is no Brother Li to participate at that time, this trip to the Holy Lake will be boring!"

After Ma Chenxi saw the visitor, a solemn look flashed in his eyes, but he said with a big grin. ~~――*

"Boring, I don't feel bored, don't you think that after you and my clan surrounded the fog array that entered the source of the river, not only did it not reduce the number of monks entering the source of the river, but everyone thought that you and I found some treasure in the source of the river, or some scheme, but more people came, and you and I will definitely not be bored at that time. ”

The young golden-robed monk at the head of the group looked a little dignified.

"Why, Brother Li Tong, a disciple of the dignified Koi clan, known as the 'Heavenly Mén One Sword', actually has a time when you are worried, is it because of these goods around you, these people may be considered a figure among the cultivators of the same level in the cultivation world, but in the eyes of you and me, even if there are many people, they are just dirt dogs!"

Ma Chenxi still spoke wildly, and directly pointed at the monks around him, including the only three remaining people in the West Wilderness Hall and Lu Ping, and fired a big map cannon, and the monks around looked at Ma Chenxi's face and suddenly sank.

"Why, I'm still not convinced, there is a kind of standing up now to compete, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know, just now this kid in the West Wilderness Hall penetrated Lao Tzu's top, you haven't paid attention to Lao Tzu in your hearts, Lao Tzu is still here today, Lao Tzu does have a lot of treasures on his body, and those who can live under Lao Tzu can come and grab it!"

Ma Chenxi squinted his eyes and watched those indignant monks become shrunken turtles one by one under his own cynicism, so he sneered and smiled at Li Tong: "It's all this lord who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, even if it comes more, what's the use, it can't be a big deal, even if the West Wilderness Hall comes this time, isn't it the one in front of you, compared with the 'Three Aspirations of the Western Wilderness', it's really not on the table!"

Zhang Zhiming's face was heavy, his eyes were like snakes and scorpions, staring at Ma Chenxi and pointing at his nose and humiliating, but he couldn't make a sound at this time.

Ma Chenxi looked at Zhang Zhiming's face as gray as a dead man, Ma Chenxi felt more and more interesting, and couldn't help laughing "hey, hey, haha", but heard a faint voice beside him: "Don't blame me for not telling you, the Shaoze Sword of Ziyang Palace is also here." ”

Ma Chenxi's strange laughter stopped abruptly, turned his head sharply in the direction where the voice came from, stared at Li Tong and said word by word: "Shaoze Jian, Xie Yangming?"

"Exactly, are you still bored?"

"It's fun, it's so fun!"

Ma Chenxi's eyes showed endless resentment, and after turning around, he shouted: "Go!"

The Tianma clan and a group of more than 20 people left first, Li Tong looked at Zhang Zhiming, whose face was constantly changing, shook his head, smiled, and turned to leave. **――*

"The West Wilderness Hall has lost an adult this time!"

"No, this Zhang Zhiming is still too tender, and it can't compare to the sword of Ma Sigongzi and Tian Mén!"

"No wonder the West Wilderness Hall sent five people this time, I heard that one was killed outside, it seems that the West Wilderness Hall is just going through the motions for the opening of the source of the river this time!"

"However, who is Xie Yangming?"

"This brother, you are so lonely and unheard of, you don't even know the most famous six divine swords in Ziyang Palace?"

"Please give me advice!"

"As one of the five holy places in the cultivation world, although the other four holy places are generally the return of ten thousand laws, but the Ziyang Palace is a little special, that is, the swordsmanship of the Ziyang Palace is the best in the world, thus submerging the other inheritances of the Ziyang Palace, therefore, sometimes the cultivation world also calls the Ziyang Palace the 'Ziyang Sword Sect', and also called the first sword school in the world!"

"Oh, so it seems that these six great divine swords should be the six heirloom monks of Ziyang Palace?"

"What's more! Among the top ten disciples in the Ziyang Palace, sword cultivation accounts for six!"

"Actually, these six are not the six divine swords?"

"Of course, and I'm afraid there are still Daoists who can't think of it, these six great divine swords occupy the top six among the top ten disciples!"

"No wonder Ziyang Palace is called the 'Ziyang Sword Sect', it really deserves its name!"

"This Shaoze Sword Xie Yangming is just the last one among the six swords of Ziyang, and the only monk who has not yet advanced to the law phase, this time when he comes to the land of the source of the river, Ma Chenxi and Li Tong, the two heavenly horses and the pride of the Koi clan, are naturally like great enemies!"

Lu Ping looked at Zhang Zhiming, who was a little sloppy, and then looked at the two depressed disciples of the Western Wilderness Hall behind Zhang Zhiming, and sighed secretly in his heart, after this time, Zhang Zhiming's fighting spirit has been exhausted by Ma Chenxi, even if Zhang Zhiming has achieved something, when facing Ma Chenxi, I am afraid that he will not rise up to defeat the **.

Lu Ping pretended to cough, pretending to be a little puzzled and asked Zhang Zhiming: "Brother Zhang, this Ma Chenxi is just arrogant, how can he react so much when he hears this Xie Yangming's name as if he has suffered some kind of shame?"

Lu Ping's words really made Zhang Zhiming, who was caught in the shadow of yīn, clear, and reluctantly smiled at Lu Ping, and then as if he remembered something, a sneer like revenge suddenly appeared on his face, and said: "I remember, this Ma Chenxi encountered Xie Yangming who traveled on the grassland back then, the two had a big battle, but that time Ma Chenxi lost a move and was beaten back to his original form by Xie Yangming. ”

"No wonder, this Ma Chenxi seems to want to find a place in the source of the river!"

"He has to get back on the field," Zhang Zhiming sneered: "Back then, Ma Chenxi was defeated and turned into a heavenly horse and was ridden on Xie Yangming's back, which can be described as a great shame, but when these things happened, the two of them had just advanced to the Forging Pill period and had not yet become famous, and the two of them never mentioned this matter, and the forces behind the two didn't seem to want to be angry with each other, so there was no rumor about this matter." ”

Lu Pingqi said: "How did Brother Zhang know?"

Zhang Zhiming smiled proudly, and then as if he remembered something, he immediately put away his smile, glanced at Lu Ping, and said unhappily: "Brother Lu who shouldn't know is better not to know, be careful of your own life!"

Lu Ping waved his hand and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's just strange that this Ma Chenxi suffered such humiliation but was brave after being ashamed, and broke into such a big reputation, and now he obviously wants to defeat Xie Yangming and wash away his shame, it can be seen that this Ma Chenxi himself can't help but be extremely talented, and he is also a strong-willed person, the more frustrated he is, the braver he becomes!"

Zhang Zhiming's expression was shocked, and Lu Ping saw that he understood the meaning of his words, so he said: "Brother Zhang, don't be depressed!"

Zhang Zhiming glanced at Lu Ping with a feeling and said, "Thank you Brother Lu, Brother Lu has traveled past the West Wilderness Palace, but you must come to the younger brother to talk about it, and the younger brother will definitely greet him!"

Although Zhang Zhiming cheered up on the surface, Lu Ping still saw a trace of unconfidence in Zhang Zhiming's eyes, but this is also impossible, Lu Ping can only do this, and the rest depends on Zhang Zhiming's own.

In the next few years, more and more monks gathered in the isolation zone, the number was nearly a thousand, and most of them were monks in the late stage of the forging pill, but so many people gathered together, everyone was fine, but this calm was more like a kind of calm before a storm, and with the opening of the wall, this peace would inevitably be broken.

Lu Ping has been meditating and cultivating quietly these days, and after the formation wall is opened, there will inevitably be a dragon fight, and Lu Ping must adjust his state to the best.

An invisible bō movement came, and it was immediately keenly captured by Lu Ping's divine thoughts, and Lu Ping's divine thoughts condensed into a hammer, slamming towards the array wall in front of him, and the sound of shattering immediately sounded out of thin air.

The monk in the tranquility immediately opened his eyes, and the burning gaze even made the space in front of him suddenly feel bright.

Countless Dao Divine Thoughts rushed towards the array wall in front of him from different directions, and the entire array wall suddenly became shaky and fell, which made the surrounding monks obviously more and more excited, and many monks had already lit up under their feet, ready to rush into the source of the river at the moment when the array wall shattered, in order to find the Falling Holy Lake and seize the opportunity.

The array wall was like a big eggshell, enveloping the land of the source of the river in it, so that no one could approach it, but after the array wall was crushed by nearly a thousand monks with divine thoughts, nearly a thousand rays of light rose into the air and rushed towards the land of the source of the river together, this scene was even greater than the momentum when the eighteen mén sects of the Hebei cultivation world entered the Yingyù swamp.

Lu Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, although he was almost the first to notice the change in the formation wall, but he did not rush into the source of the river like everyone else.

At the moment when the formation wall was shattered, Lu Ping's bloodline was more than twice as strong as the previous yòuhuò force, and Lu Ping was almost unable to suppress the throbbing from the bloodline.

At this moment, Lu Ping's Jin Dan was spinning rapidly, and the rich Danxia shrouded in the heart core space was partially refined by the Jin Dan, and suddenly became thinner.

Lu Ping could clearly feel that his cultivation had made a significant progress after the rapid refining of the Jin Dan and the absorption of this part of the Danxia.

The eight strange Jiao on the surface of Jin Dan roared in unison, but this time it was not as silent as before, Lu Ping clearly felt a strange yín sound, it was precisely because of this yín sound that Lu Ping's bloodline suddenly got rid of the yòuhuò power from the source of the river that could cause Lu Ping's bloodline to change.

There were no monks in the isolation zone anymore, Lu Ping got up and followed the mysterious power towards the source of the river, he could feel that he was getting closer and closer to this mysterious power.

At this time, in the land of the source of the river, the Falling Sacred Lake has not yet appeared, but the monks who are looking for it have already started to fight, and the roars caused by the great battle have come and gone, and the screams of the monks after being severely injured and before the fall have come and gone, and the entire land of the source of the river has become a battlefield in an instant.