Lanke Chess Edge

Tingqiu Mountain is the mountain where the old man is located. At this moment, in order to escape, the old man has tried his best to use the Taixu earth to escape into the ground and traverse the mountain, and use the surrogate talisman that is definitely a treasure to block the fatal blow. It is the use of the mountain **** stone.

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Even so, the old man was still uneasy, and it was thanks to him that he did not hesitate to activate the surrogate talisman at the moment of escaping for his life. How could the speed be faster than Xianjian Jianguang.

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But even if he used the surrogate talisman so decisively, the old man was not unscathed. At the moment when the immortal sword and the sword light slashed, the old man who should have escaped without injury was also captured by the sword light. Instead, he was directly beheaded, and he had been beheaded in terms of personal power, and for a moment, the old man thought he was dead.

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Such a glimpse-like experience has made the old man deeply understand that once he is really slashed by the immortal sword, under the influence of the immortal sword and sword intent, his body and soul will definitely be destroyed, what essence escapes, and what disintegration All are absolute delusions.

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The old man was really frightened by the power of the immortal sword. According to legend, the immortal weapons are unpredictable and mysterious. The immortal sword is even more powerful as a weapon of killing. I have never seen it before. Such a situation!

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"The mountain **** save me! The mountain **** save me! I beg the mountain **** to come and save me...!"

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The old man resumed his thoughts, and his voice became more and more impatient. As an immortal cultivator, he couldn't control his physical condition, and he was sweating all over his body.

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At the same time, the body that controls Tu Dun keeps running to the depths of the tricky land, drilling into the belly of those high mountains and peaks, even if it is just a little more psychological comfort.

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But the old man is not a real land after all, or there is a magic talisman such as the Taixu Earth Escape Talisman. The deeper he escapes, the more mana he consumes.

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'Why didn't you come, why didn't you come! I don't have a second surrogate! ’

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Even the old man has a kind of understanding. Even treasures such as surrogate talismans have limits. The first time he was lucky enough to escape, but his mind was still beheaded. If there is a second talisman, then even if it really can Being "substituted", he will die without a doubt, because at that time, under the influence of the spirit talisman, I am afraid that the mind will be cut off, which is no different from a direct violent death.

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Ji Yuan Feiju opened his eyes wide in the sky, and explored the air in the surrounding mountains. In addition to the snow, the mountains and the land also showed extraordinary charm and atmosphere. This unknown mountain and river is obviously more majestic. It may be one of the border markers between Dazhen and the northern kingdom of Tingliang.

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After a while, Ji Yuan finally realized that the old man's looming and superficial energy was trying his best to escape and walk through the terrain with thick mountains and rich soil. He thought that he could use this to cover himself, and the escape method he used was obviously not ordinary.

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However, being able to withstand a blow under the Qingteng sword and cut off the qi connection, Ji Yuan did not dare to underestimate the old man.

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Qingteng Jianfeng screamed, and the snow within a ten-foot radius around the Sky Immortal Sword was completely shattered, and the next moment the sword body trembled.

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"Zheng..."

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The sword sounded, the sword body was nearly half unsheathed, and it was one foot six inches, six inches more than the previous sword, and the silver light of Pi Lian fell again.

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The warning signs in the heart of the old man who was escaping from the belly of a mountain suddenly climbed to the extreme, and a feeling of doomsday overwhelmed his heart.

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'My life is over! ’

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As soon as this idea arises, there are variables.

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"Boom..."

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The mountain above the old man's head suddenly burst in the center, and a giant hand made of mountains and rocks stretched out from the belly of the mountain. It swept the arm just in the middle of the sword light falling, and powerful mana and divine light burst out.

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"Boom...Boom..."

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The old man was stunned to perceive the changes in the air above, as if he could see in the wind and snow in the sky, countless rocks, rocks and vegetation bursting and flying, crushed stones and mud falling like rain, and a huge shadow rubbed the air to press down the breath. .

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"Ugh..."

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"Boom, rumbling, rumbling..."

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The giant arm made of mountains and rivers and rocks could not withstand the sword light, and it broke apart, smashing on a small mountain nearby, shaking the mountain for a while, and the snow on the surrounding peaks burst, and avalanches were everywhere, and the sky was filled with snow fog and dust. .

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"Boom..."

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A majestic giant shadow rose up from the mountain in the snow and fog, and the broken arm and countless rocks flew up again to meet the giant shadow, and the body was filled with a strong divine light. Orthodox mountains and rivers.

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The agony just now caused the mountain **** to shout angrily, as loud as Hong Zhong Da Lu.

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"I~ Nai~ Ting Qiushan is the righteous god, how dare you..."

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"Om~"

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On the scabbard of the Qingteng Sword, the hidden word "Feng" lights up, and the sword's intent is vented in the sound of the sword. The wind and snow in the sky are all smashed into pieces, the sky has become clear, and there is fresh snow at high altitudes. Falling is also dissolving in the endless sharpness.

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The endless cold fronts, which are many times colder than the severe winter, render the sky.

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The mountain **** was stuck in the back half of the sentence and couldn't say it. His huge body like a low peak endured the surrounding avalanches. He also looked down at the old man the size of a sesame and mung bean below, although he knew that he could use the mountain **** stone. , must have encountered a major event, but this is also a bit exaggerated.

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He couldn't help but transmit it to his ears with a thin voice.

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"What the **** did your mother do to provoke existence!?"

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Only then did the old man return to his senses, and he felt his body and body, but did not find any cracks. Only then did he confirm that he was not dead. He hurriedly bowed his hands to the towering mountain **** and shouted for help.

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"The mountain **** is above, no matter what this time, I must save the next life this time!"

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As for the root of Ji Fate, the old man doesn't know.

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Now that Jianxuan is **** for tat, it's not easy to talk too much nonsense. Judging from the sword just now, the opponent is definitely going to behead people.

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The mountain **** is dozens of feet tall, and the body made of rock and soil itself is like a mountain peak. He slightly raised his head and looked at the white-robed immortal cultivator standing on the cloud a hundred feet away, and a loud bell-like sound resounded through this mountain area again.

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"This immortal, I am the mountain **** of Qiushan Ting, and the immortal Li below has an old relationship with me, can you..."

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"Can!"

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Ji Yuan stood on the head of the cloud, with a pair of blue eyes staring at the tall and burly mountain god. Although it was the first time to see such a mountain god, but there was a slight tremor in his heart, but no other expression appeared.

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The mountain **** was still taken aback when he heard Ji Yuan's flat tone, but before the mountain **** and the old man below reap the joy, Ji Yuan spit out the next sentence.

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"I can just ask you why the dignified **** of a mountain is so old with this demon and heresy, but this evil practice is full of evil karma, and even the nine sons and ghost mothers dare to meddle in such evil methods, we must not let him go today. It's over!"

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As he spoke, the plan floated high on the clouds, rose above the ivy sword, and brewed with the sword finger.

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It seems like a deterrent action, but in fact, it is also deliberately distanced. The power of the mountain gods of this level is not small, and Ji Fate does not dare to rely too close.

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At the same time, the sword force of Qingteng Sword is also getting stronger and stronger. Combined with the melting of the snow curtain above, the deep sword intent, the lower side clarifies that there is no time to kill.

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As Ji Yuan raised his body at this moment and pressed down with his sword fingers, the moment when the immortal sword was drawn down, there was a feeling of dragging the snow white above and pressing down with the sword intent of Qingmang. It naturally blends for a short time, but instead it vaguely forms a subtle feeling of sword intent carrying the power of the sky.

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It seems like Ling Yun Tiancheng, when Ji Yuan was aware of this subtle change, almost without thinking about it, he decided to reverse the fate of heaven and earth, and filled the air with the artistic conception of heaven. This deliberate and potential is between virtual and real Superimposed and stable, the immortal sword hangs in the air as if carrying the power of the sky, creating infinite pressure on the mind.

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The sword has not been sheathed, but it already has the power as if the sky is falling.

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'A sword hangs in the air, the momentum is like a sky! ’

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This feeling appeared in the hearts of Ji Yuan, Ting Qiushan Mountain God, and the old Xie Xiu at the same time.

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The difference is that Ji Fate is to deliberately experience and follow the feeling to create this kind of pressure on the spiritual level, while the latter two are only more and more intense intuitive feelings.

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It is undeniable that the immortal sword is very powerful, but strong is strong, but there is absolutely no exaggerated sense of oppression that the sky is falling.

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Ting Qiu Shan Shan Shen is the strongest of Ji Yuan's single-headed opponents so far.

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Ji Yuan's own family knows his family affairs, his advantages are very outstanding, the immortal sword is unparalleled, and his practice is also diligent and fast, and there are also wonderful methods such as the true fire of samadhi, the extension of the edict and the immobilization of the body, as well as the research on the universe inside the sleeve and the technique of change~ www.NovelMTL.com~ With the unsullied body and the dharma eye to see through the gas phase, it can better manifest the artistic conception to a certain extent against the metamorphosis of heaven and earth.

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But the shortcomings are also very obvious. In the end, the cultivation years are still young. Except for the Qingteng fairy sword, other means, including their own cultivation, have great potential but insufficient background, and the ability to bluff people is strong. That Ji Yuan didn't want to test whether his small body could stand it, after all, the power of the other party's supernatural powers was not like a fairy sword that could destroy and destroy.

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As for the magic trick, Ji Yuan doesn't dare to use it now, and the mountain **** Tingqiu doesn't look like he can easily be detained by his own magic power.

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Originally, from the change in the mountain god's tone, he had already determined that the other party was also a little embarrassed, and while taking advantage of the situation to be a little tough, he used the method of urging the immortal sword to cover up the fact that the distance was opened.

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But I didn't expect that I had no opinion, and I actually realized a new application of "potential". It really has a wonderful feeling of being gifted by God.

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'This is the sword of slaying the heart! ’

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Ming Wu has risen, and the biggest thought in Ji Yuan's heart at this moment is to stabilize this state and go back immediately after finishing this evil cultivator to appreciate the opportunity of Dao Yun at this moment.

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This kind of mentality is naturally reflected on the outside, which makes Ji Yuan feel a sense of inattentiveness, as if the mountain gods and evil cultivators who are under the sword of this day are not paying attention.

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As an intuitive feeler of the tide, the mountain **** Ting Qiu was under unimaginable pressure, and the old man was pressed to the ground by the weight of his mind, and he couldn't even straighten his body.