The palace gate slowly opened again, and Chang Xi vomited a deep breath of turbid air in his chest, crossing the high threshold.

The hall was buzzing, and the cracks in the outer wall of the Seichen Hall, which had already experienced disasters in the void, gradually became dense, and they were connected like spider webs, but they did not collapse and remained tenaciously.

Chang Xi turned around, folded his hands together, bowed devoutly, pressed his right palm on the hall door, and murmured in a low voice as if he was muttering to himself: "I will never forget the vow."

The palace spirit gradually dissipated in the sky. Chang Xi looked up with a heart-warming look, his face was solemn, his palms were still folded and bowed from afar, and turned around and slowly walked down the steps.

The two disciples of Qinyue Sect were still trying to recover their spiritual power under the steps. When the older disciple saw Chang Xi walk out of the hall, his eyes were rounded. He felt that this kind-hearted senior had disappeared for a short time, and his aura was stronger than before.

Chang Xi glanced at the two of them and said, "You don't have to go in the hall above, there is nothing inside."

The older disciple of Qinyue Sect was so funny and thought that you had gone in and searched for it. You will naturally not be left with any good things. However, he did not dare to make such a joke, so he had to lower his head and responded repeatedly.

When he raised his head, he found that there was a token flashing red light in the senior's hand. He couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this the token of the disciple of the Cangxi An family? But no matter how he searched his head, he didn't remember when there was such a powerful male disciple in the An family. You must know that Cangxi An's family is full of female cultivators.

Chang Xi didn't say much, but he stood up with a sword under his feet and rushed straight into the sky.

Chang Xi drove his sword through various folding formations at high speed, and the scenery in front of him was colorful and had passed through more than a dozen areas with different environments in just a short time.

In many areas, disciples of various sects were still fighting. When they saw the sword-driving figure in the sky without any concealing their bodies, they all let go of their lives and deaths. They all looked at the arrogant figure who was so arrogant that they were still unaware of it.

The spiritual power he had to consume in high altitude for his sword control was already quite high, not to mention the void suppression in the Mangshan Mausoleum. If he was only protected by a seal, the spiritual power in his body could not support such a sword control for a long time. And it was exposed to the public, would he have to seek death?

The malicious covetous person recognized Chang Xi as alone and followed closely behind him. He wanted to wait for Chang Xi to give a fatal blow when his spiritual power was out of service, so he could seize a seal without any effort.

But the man inadvertently confronted Chang Xi's eyes, and the golden light in his eyes made him dare not look directly. He looked down at his chest and five tomb seals were suddenly in his eyes. The man's face was extremely exciting, and he turned around without hesitation and ran away, fearing that he would become the sixth tomb seal on Chang Xi's chest the next moment.

When Chang Xi found that the people around him were tactful and no longer causing trouble for him, he immediately accelerated his sword control speed again. When the scene in front of him suddenly turned into a green valley, he was finally able to see the figures of An Li and the other two struggling to support him.

In the Ziwei Sect team, there were only two disciples, one strong and one thin, who cooperated with each other, teasing and consuming the spiritual power of An Li and his men. One of them held his hands behind his back and watched the wall. The sound of the sword cutting through the air suddenly sounded rumbling over the valley. The attacks in their hands stumbled, and An Li and the other two were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief under the dim light curtain.

Suddenly, a figure of sword-controlling fell in front of him. An Li raised her beautiful eyes and looked at her, and found that the person who came was Chang Xi. Her happy expression on her face was like a flower blooming for a moment.

"Young Master, An Li has caused you trouble!"

An Li apologized and hurriedly greeted her. At this time, Chang Xi was like the last straw for the four of them, and she could not be neglected. But until An Li walked in, she saw that Chang Xi's chest was like the three strange disciples of the Ziwei Sect.

An Li's face turned pale, she covered her mouth lightly, and subconsciously took two steps back. Could it be that this young man was also a bloodthirsty person?

Chang Xi saw An Li's actions and explained angrily: "A few sluts took the initiative to cause trouble for me, and just a few seals he picked up."

After hearing this, An Li was relieved, patted her plump breasts and smiled, "An Li can trust the young master."

With a shrugged, Chang Xi frowned when he turned his attention back to the disciple of Ziwei Sect who had been in good condition in front of him.

The three of them dressed in clothes and looked like the disciples of Ziwei Sect, but the skills used by these three were completely different from those of ordinary Ziwei Sect. They had a strange aura that was extremely disliked. Look at their chests with no less than five or six tomb seals. Although Ziwei Sect ranks first among the third-tier sects, it is impossible for the disciples of their sect to be strong enough to easily slaughter the teams of five or six sects.

Man Zhu, who had already tore off his shirt and bare-shirt, pointed at Tongyuan and laughed, "This fight made this woman's husband come out. Look at her look like a man, what do you think should you do?"

An Li was half a step behind Chang Xi, and when she heard this, her face suddenly turned red.

Chang Xi's aura was not like foundation building, and the golden elixir was not like golden elixir. Tongyuan's eyes were full of strange colors, but before he could speak, Chang Xi narrowed his eyes and looked at the strong man pillar like an iron tower, and his lips bent and sarcastically said: "A person like you who is unrestrained can only gain a memory if he is beaten."

Man Zhu was stunned when he heard this and then burst into laughter.

He has been refining his body in the Blood Spirit Sect for many years, using hundreds of blood pool pads filled with the lives of mortals as the foundation, and attracting the essence and blood of the Black Python Tiger, the monster beast in the Golden Pill Realm, into his body, which has created his current body refining cultivation level of opening the monument and cracking the stone.

Among the disciples of the Jindan realm of the sect, no one except Senior Brother Luo Sheng behind him was convinced. Even Tongyuan, whose cultivation is slightly better than him, would not pretend to be beautiful.

"You will be torn to pieces in front of your woman and then used to drink!"

Man Zhu grinned, and the two women's arms, which were as thick as thighs, bent, and their muscles were as bulging as rugged rocks. Their figure was blurred before Chang Xi, and they only pounded their fists toward each other. The shadow of the black python tiger entrenched on their shoulders could be vaguely seen behind the strong body.

The strong wind blew, An Li's appearance was fading, and Man Zhu was doing all his strength at this moment. Chang Xi narrowed his eyes and stroked An Li's waist, making her stay away from the battlefield with a soft force.

When he looked back, Chang Xi's eyes were already filled with gleam.

Chang Xi could see at a glance that Man Zhu's cultivation was at the last place among the three, and he had almost no chance of winning with one enemy and three. If he wanted to win in a dangerous situation, he could only cut off his finger!

Chang Xi lifted his fist and met him. After absorbing the huge vitality and indoctrination of spiritual power, the golden dragon in the sea of ​​blood increased greatly. Together with Chang Xi, he had reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, his whole body was already terrifyingly powerful as 50,000 pounds.

He stepped on the ground and cracked his head, and his magnified fists were taken by Chang Xi with his palm. The corners of Man Zhu's eyes twitched wildly. How could his 30,000 pounds of fists be blocked by a young man with oily surface like bean sprouts?

Man Zhu felt cruel in his heart, grinning and exerted his fists down tightly. His face turned purple, and his wrists rose to his arms. The shadow of the black python tiger behind him opened his bloody mouth, trying to suppress Chang Xi with his might.

But no matter how hard he used his strength, it seemed like a mud cow was entering the sea. His arm, which was just as thick as a thumb, did not move at all. Then, under his dumbfounded gaze, the shadow of the oil-faced boy was instantly entrenched behind the oil-faced boy. The golden eyes were full of indifference, and with just one glance, the shadow of the black python tiger suddenly collapsed.

The force was leaking like a tide, and the energy in the whole body was flowing out, and Man Zhu suddenly couldn't help himself with his fists.

Chang Xi instantly bullied her body, and her palms were gathered and supported her along the inside of her fist. The folding wave power has now far exceeded the ten-fold realm, and the hidden force of ten thousand pounds of force penetrated into her arms.

Man Zhu's arms were blocked with blood and energy. Although he had the intention to defend himself, his arms were already twitching and disobedient. The empty door on his chest was wide open. Man Zhu didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate and rushed back quickly, but Chang Xi followed like a marshal bone like a shadow and could not get rid of it.

Chang Xi's figure was three feet into Man Zhu's chest, and his fists and palms intertwined, controlling the acupoints around Man Zhu's body. The strongest bursting move in the destruction attack had already been accumulated.

Fifty thousand kilograms of surging power gathered in the palm, the bitter sword intent was wrapped around the fingertips, spreading out five fingers, only an inch away from the dantian of the barbarian pillar, and burst out with a loud clenched fists.

This is the peak attack that condenses all his energy and spirit. Be sure to achieve success with one blow!
Chapter completed!