Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

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Seven hundred years!

Even for the holy realm powerhouse who has passed through the catastrophe, this is an extremely long period of time.

It even occupies most of their lives.

Everything that happened during those long years has an indescribable weight.

The meaning of years is never just in itself.

Chu Xiaolian, or Yan Chixiao.

He and Jiang Xuanyu looked at each other, but did not respond.

There is power in peace.

Silence is not a word.

They have exchanged enough things in this moment.

A certain consensus was reached!

A golden sword intent floated out of Chu Xiaolian's body again.

A golden river appeared in the darkness.

Haoran righteousness runs from north to south.

The light just fell, and the darkness was inevitable.

The battle is on the verge.

For some reason, the mighty golden river did not envelop the high priest.

Jiang Xuanyu looked at the other party, raised his sword, and pointed it flat.

The high priest said calmly: "Although Haoran has a strong sword intent, his cultivation level is too low!"

"Even if you are forcibly promoted to the Holy Realm with a secret method, how can you change the situation?"

Jiang Xuanyu did not speak.

Of course he knew that the senior brother was not using a secret method, but forcibly burning the power of the soul, exerting a power comparable to the holy realm!

Senior brother was the existence of the Five Tribulations True Sacred Realm back then.

Now that so many years have passed, Divine Soul has clearly almost recovered to its peak.

Relying on spirit alone is enough to be comparable to ordinary saints.

Haoran Jianyi is the best at restraining dark evil things.

In addition, those strong in the dark world did not cultivate themselves, just relying on the power of blood sacrifices to forcibly improve their cultivation.

If it is one-to-one, or even one-to-three, the brothers can win the battle.

But the problem is that there are still dozens of powerhouses left in the dark world.

After the previous battles, the strong of Tai Cang Holy Land was already scarred, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

No matter how strong the elder brother is, what he can do is very limited.

Moreover, how long can this method of burning souls last?

Even if the spirit of the brother can persist.

What about the body of the young man he is attached to now?

...

These questions flashed in Jiang Xuanyu's mind.

He disappeared in place.

Jianguang rises with the wind.

Seven fierce sword intents with different auras broke through the void, slashing towards the high priest.

In the eyes of the high priest, the flames throbbed rapidly.

The figure quickly disappeared.

A miserable howl sounded in the darkness.

The figure of the high priest appeared very far away, with a hazy breath.

Even if he is stupid.

It was still faster than Jiang Xuanyu's sword, and was wounded in a very short time.

If the reaction is not fast enough, I am afraid it will completely dissipate in the world.

Jianguang is back.

The emperor's sword is so powerful that there are thousands of swords piercing through nothingness, and it has the power of extinction.

Tai Cang holy lord Jiang Xuanyu is unparalleled in talent.

At the same time, they can comprehend the sword canon of the seven quasi-emperor scriptures in the sacred place of Tai Cang, all reaching the realm of Dacheng.

For hundreds of years.

Southern Xinjiang of Gujian Town!

With the honor of the holy land holy master, personally resist the intrusion of the monster race army and sharpen the sword intent and Dao heart.

Now his heart is unfettered and his firepower is full.

The power is terrifying!

The whole dark world surged.

Countless black mist shrank from all directions, blocking in front of the high priest, forming an abyss-like barrier.

Bang bang bang bang!

Dense sword light poured down.

A large number of sparks joined together, like a galaxy in the sky, hidden in the darkness, bursting with endless light.

The voice of grief and anger from the high priest came from the darkness.

"Too much deception, really when I am afraid of you?"

"Papa Papa!"

"I have my god's protection, but I am immortal, detached from everything, and even mortals, also want to kill me?"

"Papa Papa!"

"Waiting for my **** to wake up, I will never let you go!"

"..."

The voice of the high priest became smaller and smaller.

No matter what he said.

He will always be greeted by the horrifying sword intent like a galaxy.

Those vast sword lights seem to never be exhausted, more fierce, stronger and stronger, constantly tearing the void!

Like a heavenly river hanging from the nine heavens, it wants to wash the whole world.

The high priest gradually lost his voice.

The sword light in the sky gradually dimmed.

This is not a natural dissipation, but a more intense darkness descending.

Even Jianguang can't break through!

Jiang Xuanyu stopped suddenly and looked at somewhere in the void, his eyes full of solemnity.

The golden sword aura also gave a slight pause.

"Chu Xiaolian" raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling the sudden depression in the world, frowning.

...

The darkness is thicker.

A green flame appeared at a very high altitude, very faint, constantly swaying.

It stands to reason that such a faint light cannot penetrate even an inch of darkness.

But by the way, no matter how far apart.

The flame can be clearly seen.

The greater the darkness, the brighter the flame.

Jiang Xuanyu frowned and sighed, "Why are you?"

The flame trembled lightly and made a hoarse voice: "You forced me! Stupid blasphemer, accept the punishment of my god!"

"The supreme God of Eternal Night, please listen to my call!"

"Give me supreme strength!"

"Destroy these heretics who don't fear gods!"

As the voice fell, an extremely cold breath suddenly permeated the darkness.

Those breaths appeared without warning.

It's like that flame disappears silently.

It's like another uninspired night comes silently!

Just like the extremely tall shadow that suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth!

...

People in the dark world can get power from the God of Eternal Night.

This is something that has long been known.

But neither Jiang Xuanyu nor Yan Chixiao knew that they could still use some way to let the will of the God of Eternal Night descend on this world.

Wanting to come should be a unique method of the Dark Realm High Priest.

That will seems to be incomplete.

And there is no intelligence at all.

There should be only a little mechanical, dull instinct.

The high probability is the part that separates from the ontological consciousness when the God of Eternal Night is sealed.

but……

Gods and demons were born in heaven and earth.

It is part of the law of the great road itself.

Who can compare consciousness with them?

Even if it is only a small part of it, it can crush the soul or soul of almost all practitioners in the world.

The consciousness of the God of Eternal Night took over the body of the high priest.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle.

The high priest of the dark world will disappear forever in this world, and his soul will be destroyed.

But who is still in the mood to care about that now?

The shadow that stands between the sky and the earth is so vast, it seems to be a whole night.

Jiang Xuanyu's sword is very sharp and fast.

But in the face of this dark night, how does he make a sword?

Suddenly several inconspicuous wailings appeared on the earth.

Those dozens of dark realm powerhouses trembled suddenly, their bodies disintegrated and melted into the night.

All this did not stand still.

So the sense of depression between heaven and earth is even heavier.

Desperate!

"Chu Xiaolian" stepped on the sword light to a height, looked at Jiang Xuanyu and said, "Go!"

Jiang Xuanyu said, "Where to go?"

Yan Chixiao said: "Nonsense! Can you fight this monster?"

Jiang Xuanyu shook his head and said: "Can't beat it!"

Yan Chixiao said, "Will you not leave then?"

Jiang Xuanyu said: "If you can't fight, you have to fight! The seal is here, there is no way to return!"

Yan Chixiao said: "You can stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood!"

Jiang Xuanyu was startled slightly, then smiled: "Brother, you have changed!"

Yan Chixiao said, "Thank you for your gift!"

The two were silent at the same time.

Thousands of years ago, Yan Chixiao and Jiang Xuanyu were called Tai Cang double arrogance.

The two have good talents, and the Dao heart is stronger.

Both became holy in only three hundred years.

Yan Chixiao is like a hero in many scripts.

When he was young, he traveled all over the Taicang Mansion, drank the Cangjiang River in seven steps, slashed the demon dragon with three strokes, traveled the world, and saved millions of Li people.

With a heart of chivalry and righteousness, condensed the nine-rank awe-inspiring sword intent.

Respected by the spiritual world.

It was the idol of countless young sword repairers at that time.

However, Jiang Xuanyu has a restrained personality and is not obvious to the outside world.

It's just a little sister who has a secret crush on him.

But, which girl does not love heroes?

The little junior sister has deep roots in Yan Chixiao's affection, and she can't see Jiang Xuanyu at all.

This made Jiang Xuanyu suffocate his energy and practice hard, trying to surpass Yan Chixiao in front of the world.

So as to prove to the younger sister.

He is better than Yan Chixiao.

With this thought in his mind, his realm soared, and his progress was much faster than Yan Chixiao, who was traveling abroad.

Finally surpassed it.

However, it was not waiting for Jiang Xuanyu to prove himself thoroughly.

Yan Chixiao suddenly made up his mind to practice the Sword Art of Forgetting Love, and the sword cuts the silk.

As a result, the realm skyrocketed and the kendo became stronger.

Jiang Xuanyu was completely hopeless.

Later, the danger of the dark world broke out.

The two brothers set up a plan to ambush the branch of the Dark Realm in Tai Cang Mansion!

Originally, the two had a good discussion, and Yan Chixiao lured the enemy from the front, and Jiang Xuanyu supported it from the side.

But something unexpected happened.

Jiang Xuanyu was stopped and ambushed by the dark realm powerhouse halfway through, causing Yan Chixiao to be besieged and killed by the eight saints of the dark realm.

On the surface, this incident was just a helpless accident.

But in fact, with Jiang Xuanyu's strength at the time, if he went all out and fought with his fate, it would be enough to break through the siege.

But he didn't.

Then there was no after.

...

Neither Jiang Xuanyu nor Yan Chixiao had thought at the time that Yan Chixiao could have a trace of remnant soul after experiencing such a battle.

Eventually lived to the present by coincidence.

Now it is almost completely restored.

Stay in the green hills without worrying about no firewood!

This is what Yan Chixiao learned from the battle seven hundred years ago.

"Some decisions, once made, will regret for life!"

"This is the truth I have learned over these seven hundred years!"

Jiang Xuanyu grabbed the palm of his hand in front of him, seeming to intercept a gust of breeze, and as if holding a piece of dim light.

"After you left, I thought I would be happy, even for a moment!"

"But the truth is, I am sad and regretful!"

Gujian Town in southern Xinjiang.

He has been on the border of the Eastern Desolation for 700 years.

Sword intent is colder and more profitable.

However, his realm has not been improved for too many years!

Yan Chixiao is right.

With his talent, seven hundred years of time, from the peak of the Four Tribulations to the Six Tribulations, there is no difference from stepping in place!

This is because of the evil spirits.

The source of all this is regret!

"Apologize for doing something wrong!"

"When I first entered Taicang, Brother, you taught me this way!"

Jiang Xuanyu looked at Yan Chixiao with a peaceful expression, showing a slight smile: "I have remembered this sentence in my heart for 700 years, and said it countless times in my dreams!"

"Finally today I have the opportunity to tell you in person!"

Yan Chixiao rebuked: "I really want to apologize, leave this place, and kneel on the ground and knock me three hundred heads!"

"I just thought about it in one sentence? How can there be such a cheap thing?"

Jiang Xuanyu said, "I have to make corrections if I know my mistakes! This is what you taught me, brother!"

"The same mistake, I made it once 700 years ago!"

"This time, I won't make decisions that I regret!"

When he said this, the shadow on the sky had become extremely heavy.

A cold night fell.

Carry the weight of the entire world.

Enough to make any inspiration under the sky be desperate from the heart.

A sword of light rose in the dark night.

This sword light passed through the darkness, shattered the endless black fog, broke through the cold void, and landed on the night.

The night stopped suddenly.

The world is full of the sound of heavy objects rubbing, deafening.

Yan Chixiao quickly realized what Jiang Xuanyu was doing.

Jiang Xuanyu smiled and said, "I practiced this sword hard back then, just to show my younger sister, the world's swordsman is not the only one!"

"Jiang can also be handsome, and he can save the common people!"

"However, the junior sister is angry with me, and she has been hiding in the quiet garden for seven hundred years!"

"The one who saw this sword in the end turned out to be brother you..."

"Maybe this is God's will!"

He likes to wear white clothes, and his eyebrows are slightly pale, like swords.

Full of handsome, full of immortality, and no lack of heroism.

Ordinary people saw this face.

You will feel that this is a sword fairy.

Yan Chixiao said blankly, "What's the use of being handsome? And you are not as handsome as Li Hanguang!"

Hearing this name, Jiang Xuanyu was slightly startled, with a smile in his eyes.

"Young Master Li..."

"I don't compare with him."

"If everyone in the world compares with him, everyone in the world should commit suicide!"

Yan Chixiao stared into his eyes: "In fact, you really don't have to be like this!"

"When Li Hanguang returns, he will definitely find a solution to this **** and devil!"

Jiang Xuanyu said seriously: "I believe it! Everyone in the world believes it!"

"But the world can't wait!"

"Five domains are not the five domains of Li Gongzi alone!"

"The people can't bear the difficulty of the birth of the gods and demons again!"

"I am the Lord of Tai Cang, and the Holy Land of Tai Cang has been supported by hundreds of millions of people on earth for 100,000 years!"

"Today is the time to repay cause and effect!"

Yan Chixiao fell silent.

Jiang Xuanyu slowly lifted into the sky, his sword intent was bright and dazzling, like a new sun.

He glanced at Yan Chixiao last: "Little Junior Sister miss you very much!"

"Take care of her, and say for me by the way—sorry!"

Words fall.

The sword light rises into the sky, like a meteor rising up against the sky.

at the same time.

A piece of starlight oozes from Jiang Xuanyu's fingertips, engulfing Chu Xiaolian's body, and rushing out of the darkness.

Both lights are extremely fast.

There was a roar like a sky crack at the very high altitude.

The endless darkness was torn apart.

The sword light is extremely dazzling, like thousands of threads, seeping out from the darkness.

Thousands of miles of void was shattered in an instant!

...

Chu Xiaolian stood outside the dark world.

Looking at the spectacular sight at the limit of his sight, his complexion was pale and speechless for a long time.

"Teacher, Master Uncle is a bit handsome with this sword!"

"What's the use of being handsome! It can't be eaten as a meal, and people are gone! It's stupid!"

Seeing that Yan Chixiao hadn't refuted his "Uncle Master", Chu Xiaolian knew that the teacher's heart was never as calm as on the surface.

The Dark Realm High Priest, the Eternal Night God's Will summoned by his own life, after absorbing the origins of dozens of dark realm powerhouses, is as powerful as the Seven Tribulations Saint King.

Moreover, that power is controlled by the will of the God of Eternal Night.

It's definitely not as tasteless as the dark realm powerhouse.

In addition to not having too much spiritual wisdom, it can be called the incarnation of gods and demons.

That piece of night falling from the heights of the sky, besides wanting to obliterate Jiang Xuanyu and Chu Xiaolian, what he wanted to do more was to break the seal of the gods and demons.

In other words, the latter is its original purpose.

Although Jiang Xuanyu is the true sage of the six calamities peak.

But the true saint and the saint king are not just a word difference.

What's more, it is still a **** and demon!

Under normal circumstances, even if Jiang Xuanyu fought with each other, it would be difficult to stop the night.

But at that critical moment, that is the moment Jiang Xuanyu apologized to Yan Chixiao.

His demons have been removed.

Dao Xin was relieved, the shackles broke through, and the spirit and energy reached its peak in an instant.

Directly touch the realm of the Seven Tribulations.

If it is normal, the Thunder Tribulation can be triggered directly, and the chances of successfully crossing the Tribulation are very high.

It can be called a half-step saint king.

The most important thing is that at the cost of his own life, he used too much forbidden technique.

That earth-shaking sword burst out!

Forced to die with that piece of night!

Also kept the seal.

The darkness in front of me has faded a lot.

The dark realm experts have already died.

Here will be back to normal in a very short time.

Just then.

Somewhere in the darkness.

A sigh sounded: "Sure enough, Human Race is unreliable after all!"

The sigh came from deep in the snowy field outside Haizhou city far away.

There was a strong wind on the snowy field.

Set off a horrible storm that is rare in a thousand years.

The wind and snow rose to the sky.

A flash of icy blue light broke through the wind and snow, escaped into the void, and moved at an unimaginable speed.

In a moment.

Half of the land of the Eastern Wilderness, ushered in the coldest blizzard of this cold winter.

...

A violent blizzard landed in the dark world.

The chill is soaring between heaven and earth.

Even a cultivator who does not invade the cold and heat, encounters this cold, will be in crisis of life and death.

Because this is the purest law of ice.

The dark world seems to have turned into a snowy area.

The blizzard in the sky rotates rapidly in a certain direction, forming a huge vortex.

The ice **** and demon stood in the middle of the whirlpool.

He separated part of the essence of the ontology in his own way and integrated it into this incarnation.

The breath of the incarnation skyrocketed and continued to climb.

Finally reached the realm comparable to the true holy!

It is extremely dangerous to separate the source.

Once this incarnation has an accident.

His body will suffer unimaginable and irreversible damage, but this is helpless.

A long time has passed.

The strong human race is coming soon.

He must break the seal of the gods and demons in the shortest time and release the God of Eternal Night.

otherwise……

This time, all previous efforts have been lost!

He came to the center of the seal, and the cold wind around his body was wearing away the runes on the stone sword at an extremely fast speed.

"Teacher, where are you going?"

Chu Xiaolian looked at Yan Chixiao's fleeting spirit and exclaimed.

"Nonsense, I've been killed and wounded in the Holy Land too much to keep this seal!"

"Now someone dares to cut Hu!"

"Have you asked me Yan?"

Chu Xiaolian was shocked.

The strength of the **** and demon in the secret path is so terrifying, the teacher is in his heyday, and he can't beat it!

What's more, he only burned the power of the soul for a battle not long ago, and now he is weak.

Didn't you go there?

But he knew that the teacher was very uneasy at the moment, and ordinary words couldn't stop him at all.

what to do?

He was anxious, and spent a long time in the same place, but couldn't think of a way.

I couldn't help but pat my head: "If the big brother is here, it will be fine!"

His eyes lit up suddenly: "Master..."

correct!

He seemed to think of something, and took out a kit from the storage ring: "Teacher, you come back first!"

"I have decided, you don't need to say more!"

"Apprentice, live well, learn your skills from your big brother, and take revenge for your teacher one day!"

"Wu, the **** and demon, take your life!"

Yan Chixiao didn't look back, his whole body was burning with soul fire, and he went turbulently, traveling thousands of miles.

Chu Xiaolian held up the kit and swayed and said, "Big brother once left me a kit, let's take a look and then die!"

Whoosh!

Yan Chixiao appeared in front of Chu Xiaolian, grabbed the kit, and gave him a blank glance: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

His eyes are full of fear!

Almost!

Just a little bit!

He Yan someone directly sent it thousands of miles away!

He Yan someone is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of giving it for nothing!

He also knew in his heart.

With his current energy, he could only hold the ice **** and demon for a short while at most.

Whether it can be delayed until the arrival of the other strong is really unknown.

And even if it drags on, I am so scared that my soul is cold!

But it's different now!

Li Hanguang has countless strategies and unparalleled insights, and he can see through all causal mysteries at a glance.

Yan Chixiao had already learned this skill.

Since he left the kit, then he definitely doesn't have to die!

Chu Xiao practiced and touched the back of her head: "I just remembered too... Hurry up, open it!"

This kit was given to him by Li Hanguang when Chu Xiao went down the mountain and headed to the holy land of Yaochi.

It was just for some reason that Chu Xiaolian didn't use it when he was in the sacred land of Yaochi.

Yan Chixiao quickly opened the kit.

There is a jade symbol inside.

Chu Xiaolian injected a ray of mana, the jade talisman glowed slightly, and a scene appeared in front of the two of them.

cliff.

Old pine.

Guting.

Sitting under the pavilion in white clothes, the fairy spirit is floating, and the sound of the piano is misty.

"Big Brother..."

Chu Xiaolian couldn't help muttering.

Li Hanguang's gentle voice rang in their ears.

"Xiao Lian, do you know, what is love?"

"What is love?"

Chu Xiaolian and Yan Chixiao glanced at each other, both at a loss.

I don't know why Li Hanguang left such words.

The picture in the jade symbol was obviously preserved a long time ago, and Li Hanguang in the picture did not stop for too long, and the sound accompanied the sound of the piano.

"Emotion is the foundation of man!"

"As long as you are human, you can't get rid of the word of love for a day!"

"The so-called being too unfeeling, not unfeeling!"

"Our ascetics, what we ask for is just to walk with the road!"

"However, Taoism is natural, destroys human desires, and forbids human relationships. It is against the harmony of nature, and it is against the great road!"

"You, including your teacher, have gone astray!"

Upon hearing this, both Chu Xiaolian and Yan Chixiao woke up.

It turns out that the big brother is actually guiding them to the essence of the sword of Wang Qing?

For a time.

A lot of thoughts flashed through their minds.

For example, the practice of Taishang Wangqing Sword Art is so secretive that their masters and disciples hardly speak to outsiders. How does the big brother know...

Another example is Yan Chixiao who has practiced this sword tactic for hundreds of years, and he is quite accomplished.

Why did Li Hanguang say that he went astray?

Li Hanguang's voice sounded again: "Too great and forgetful, I have never picked it up, how can I put it down?"

"Hongchen has a long way to go, and I have never walked through it. How can I see Hongchen?"

"Besides, who said that you can't get a glimpse of the avenue in the red dust?"

"I haven't picked it up, how can I put it down..."

"Can you get a glimpse of the avenue in the dust?"

Both Yan Chixiao and Chu Xiao's minds were shocked.

Li Hanguang's voice, accompanied by the sound of the piano, penetrated into their minds like water.

It was like pulling away the clouds and mist, suddenly seeing the blue sky.

"Your teacher, Haoran Sword Master, is famous all over the world for his Haoran sword intent!"

"But forgot, the core of Haoran's sword intent lies in Haoran's righteousness... That is the way to guard the world!"

"To protect the world is to love the common people!"

"He wants to refine the Haoran sword, but also to cut off his love and cultivate the ruthless way. Isn't he going the same way?"

"He doesn't understand love!"

"You have to learn his lesson and don't repeat the same mistakes!"

As soon as he said this, Yan Chixiao's mind was shaken, and Mao Sai suddenly opened.

"No wonder..."

"It's no wonder that since I cultivated the ruthless sword tactics, Haoran's sword intent has never been able to advance!"

"So it's like this..."

"So it is!"

"I don't know love, I don't know love..."

He cried with joy, looked up to the sky and laughed, like a madman.

Chu Xiaolian also recovered, with clear eyes: "I understand, brother!"

"I got it!"

Rumble!

The mighty sword intent floated out of his body, the golden core rose above his head, and the sword aura filled the world.

Taishang Wangqing Jian Jue broke through one after another!

Haoran's sword intent broke through the two realms, reaching the sixth rank of Haoran's sword intent!

A brand new **** pattern appeared on the golden core.

Chu Xiao Lian's breath soared.

Jindan nine turns!

But this was not over yet, his golden core was shattered every inch, and a lot of laws of heaven and earth poured in.

The tide of horror energy penetrates through the limbs.

A palm-sized seven-color Yuan Ying appeared between heaven and earth.

His breath went wild.

There was a sudden clear whistle, full of pleasure.

Yuanying early!

On the other side, Yan Chixiao caused even greater movement.

Endless golden sword intent constantly gushing out of the void.

The vast river of sword intent stretches across the world.

One.

Two.

...

Nine rivers of sword intent flood the world.

Yan Chixiao's soul was sitting on the long river, his face was calm, and his eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, the nine mighty rivers turned into turbulent vortexes, pouring into the soul of Yan Chixiao.

Sword intent is complete!

Beyond the limits!

At this moment, Yan Chixiao realized that the sword intent above the ninth rank, Haoran!

Yan Chixiao stood up suddenly.

Thoughts move slightly.

With a radius of 100,000 miles around, all monks' sabers rose into the sky at this moment.

His figure flashed, and his soul merged into Chu Xiaolian's body.

Chu Xiaolian's breath soared.

Whoosh!

His figure disappeared.

Breaking directly into nothingness, crossing the infinite distance in an instant, stepping on the sword-qi dragon, and heading straight to the ice **** and demon.

The cold ice **** demon's eyelids jumped wildly.

what happened?

Isn't Jiang Xuanyu dead?

Which guy is making trouble again?

Before he could think about it, he turned around and patted it with a palm.

The endless wind and snow gushes out with terrifying low temperature, turning this world into ice.

Cang Cang!

Jianguang broke through the wind and snow.

Falling on the chest of the ice **** and demon.

insert!

Revealed!

Bring out a lot of transparent liquid!

Like a sprinkle!

The ice **** demon's pupils shrank suddenly.

The wind and snow stopped abruptly between heaven and earth.

Chu Xiaolian said indifferently: "My junior brother paid the price of his life for keeping this seal!"

"I'm a senior, I can't watch him die in vain!"

At this moment, the expression on Chu Xiaolian's face changed from indifference to doubt: "Teacher, I seem to feel that something is coming in?"

His expression changed again, and he said impatiently: "What has come in? Fighting, be serious, let's go back and talk about those things!"

"No~www.novelmtl.com~ I didn't make any...just kidding! Something really came in!"

"where?"

"Just where you are now!"

"Where to stay? You mean the ring?"

"correct!"

Yan Chixiao divided a strand of soul into the ring.

Suddenly found a figure inside.

White clothes with a sword.

Eyebrows are extremely pale.

Yan Chixiao is very familiar.

The two looked at each other.

The air suddenly became quiet.