~The second update, it's a little late, sorry. Thanks to the four fellow Taoists [Sword Heart Fog Rock] [Whitebear] [With Feizi] [Lonely Life] for the reward. [Lonely Life] fellow Taoists 8888 took action and occupied the top of the reward list, which was extremely coquettish. As usual, the Baozi owed one update, and the previous [Wangzhu King] [slyaer132] fellow Taoists rewarded him, and he owed three updates in total, and he looked for an opportunity to make up for it in the future. ~

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The mountain is thousands of feet high, the peak is cut, flat and smooth, making it a circular site, hundreds of feet in size.

This is the place of bloody battle today.

The thirteenth Yuanying of Zixiao Sect walked quickly and landed on the top of the mountain. Wen Daozi's eyes were cold, and his eyes flashed with coldness and gloomy.

The twelve elders remained silent, their breath was obscure, and their murderous intent appeared.

Li Chitian, the Wanmo Sect, was brave and arrogant, and was walking in dragons and tigers, flew in clothes, and his black hair was flying freely. The tiger's eyes exuded a powerful fighting spirit, which was intimidating.

The fifteen monks in black followed, all of them were Nascent Soul monks, with a cold and stern expression on their faces, and the cold air in their bodies churned.

The general trend of the two sides was slamming over the sky, dividing and swallowing each other, entangling and fighting, and the strong wind suddenly rose and swept across the world.

Both sides were silent, and although they had not spoken, they looked at each other with a stern look.

Today, the two sects will tear each other apart and fight completely. The winner will dominate Beizhou, and the loser will never escape the ending.

To be fair, in order to solve the major problems with one and for all, the winning sect will definitely take action and completely wipe out the loser.

Therefore, although today's battle is not a bloody battle between the sects, it is just a buffering method. What should be done can't escape it.

Wanmo Sect and Zixiao Sect can't afford to lose, and both of them have never thought that they would lose.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Tian, ​​you and I have been friends for many years, but I have reached such a point. I can't bear it."

"Today, if you are willing to take the initiative to hand over the treasure and hand over half of the sect's territory, I can guarantee that my Zixiao Sect will not attack you within fifty years, leaving a glimmer of life for fellow Taoists."

"Fifty years later, when the Wanmo Sect recovers, you and I will fight again and beat him up to earth. How about it?"

Wen Daozi spoke with sincere voices, rolling sounds, a radius of hundreds of miles, and can be heard clearly.

The face of the Zixiao monk turned red, his breath surged in his body, and he roared together.

"Give up!"

"Give up!"

"Give up!"

In this roar, the Ziwei Sect's great momentum rose, and it was vaguely suppressing the Wanmo Sect.

Li Chitian was as calm as before, and his tiger's eyes emitted a divine light, without any flashing, and was strong and cold.

"Three hundred years ago, you and I formed a pill at the same time, and I defeated you!"

"Two hundred and twenty years ago, you and I made babies at the same time, and I will defeat you!"

"Eighty years ago, you and I reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and I still defeated you!"

"You have been defeated in the hands of this sect since the beginning of your life. Isn't it ridiculous to let me surrender at this moment?"

Li Chitian sneered, looked down on his aura and broke his body, his mind was erect, and he had a style of a generation of overlords.

"This sect keeps you in Zixiao Sect for hundreds of years, because it is for the sake of the wife and shows mercy."

"Although raising a tiger is a disaster, this sect is not at all uneasy. You, Zixiao Sect, are just a native chicken, tiles and dogs, but there is one person who dares to fight with me!"

"Disciple of Wanmo Sect, today, you will follow this sect and kill all the enemy's heads!"

A low roar was emitting a loud bang, and a strong and cold aura surged into the sky.

"Seeking the sect leader to the death and killing all the enemy's heads!"

"Seeking the sect leader to the death and killing all the enemy's heads!"

"Seeking the sect leader to the death and killing all the enemy's heads!"

The disciples of Wanmo Sect shouted softly, the demon clouds in the sky were churning, as dark as ink, emitting endless solemnity.

Li Chitian waved his hand, shouting and shouting stopped, and suddenly came to an abrupt end.

"Wen Daozi, you and I have known each other for many years, why should you use such tricks in secret? Do you really think that just a few words can shake our sect's confidence?"

"I have a strong belief and ambition, and it is not something you can shake by just means."

"Today we will fight and fight together, and we will see who will still be proud after a hundred years!"

Li Chitian smiled long, the magic light flashed slightly, and his figure instantly landed in the center of the mountain top, his eyes as sharp as a knife, pointing directly at Wen Daozi.

"I will take action from Wanmo Sect. Wen Daozi, fight me in the first battle, do you dare?"

Everyone is paying attention to it. You dare to say that you are like a rainbow, running through the world.

Wen Daozi's face was as deep as water, and he sneered when he heard this, "Since fellow Taoist Chi Tian invited him to the scene, how could this sect be disappointed?"

"I agreed to the first battle."

The voice had not yet fallen, and the escape light flashed. Wen Daozi's figure appeared dozens of feet away from Li Chitian. The two of them were facing each other, calm and steady.

Although they had not fought, the aura in their bodies was released, and the pressure was like a tide. The power of the late Nascent Soul monks burst into full bloom.

"good!"

"Today, this sect will definitely defeat you!" Li Chitian was domineering and full of confidence. At this moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed it out with one finger.

"Demonic Tribulation Finger!"

One finger of the demon disaster triggers the inner demon in the body, causing the enemy to collapse without fighting.

Wen Daozi's expression changed slightly, and the cold flashed in his eyes. He restrained his mind and condensed his mind. The two fought many times and were familiar with each other's magical powers. This demonic disaster was not the first time he encountered it, so he was not panicked.

"So your heart, keep your memory, suppress, protect my soul, and avoid external demons."

Wen Daozi shouted lightly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the breath emitted from his body instantly changed. It was as thick as a mountain, like a peak that was indestructible.

Li Chitian smiled again, his magical powers were blocked, and there was no strange thing at all. "What a Wen Daozi. It seems that you have made considerable progress over the past few decades. You can block the demonic tribulation fingers of this sect so easily."

"So, come and pick me up again to cover the sky."

With one palm, the sky was dark, the demonic energy in the void rolled, and the four hundred feet of magic hands condensed, dark and extremely textured.

The tips of the five fingers are pointed and there are claws, falling into the void and tremble.

One of the great magical powers of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, the Demon Hand covers the sky, was used by Li Chitian. It was truly domineering and the magic power soared into the sky.

Under this palm, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were about to tremble and crawl for it.

Wen Daozi's pupils contracted and his face was slightly dark. Li Chitian's cultivation has been progressing very rapidly over the past few decades. This magical power has more than doubled its power compared to the beginning.

But even so, he was still fearless.

Stretch out and flip, and a bright color appears in his hand.

The sword is three feet, three inches long and three points long, with a pale blood color, with patterns and complicated patterns. When ordinary monks look at it, their chests feel stuffy. If they retreat without knowing the difficulty, they will definitely be injured by the sword intent and severely injure the soul.

Zixiao Sect is the strongest sword cultivation sect in the vast continent. It adheres to the sword art and has strong attacks, which is the highest in the world.

The sword in Wen Daozi's hand is named Zixiao, which is passed down from ancient times. Although it is not a Taoist weapon and has no spirituality, its sharpness is enough to break up all things in the world and become the treasure of Zixiao Sect's sect. For thousands of years, countless high-level monks have died under this sword, contaminated with killing, turned into blood, and added to the flames.

Wen Daozi's current cultivation level has reached the level of swords in the world. Even if he is empty-handed, he can burst out all his cultivation level. However, the sword in his hand is not simple at this moment. If he uses this sword, Wen Daozi's strength has skyrocketed and can be called the peak existence of the Nascent Soul Cultivator.

The sword rises and the sword falls.

A pale blood-colored sword light flashed, more than a hundred feet in size, exuding endless fierceness. At this moment, he turned against the sky and fought against the demon hand covering the sky.

At a height of thousands of feet, the dark magic hand and blood-colored sword light burst out wildly. They wanted to devour each other and suppress the other party. The void trembled, and then tore it apart, revealing a dark crack, which looked like a giant mouth of a monster, emitting powerful devouring power. Although this devouring power was strong, it could not interfere with the battle between the two great powers.

Break, tear, and repeat, showing its power.

Tens of thousands of monks around this mountain are on the strange peaks. Most of them have slightly pale faces and awe at this moment. Such power is rare in the human world. Tearing apart space is enough to prove that these two people have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm, and they will die if they fight with the two in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

But at this moment, no one discovered it. Somewhere in a hidden corner, a figure of a monk appeared in the fluctuations of space, his eyes were pitch black, calm and restrained.

The person who came was Xiao Chen.

At this moment, Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and then used the Qi-retention technique, and his cultivation level was reduced to the early stage of the Golden Elixir. He did not attract others' attention and landed on a mountain.

There were more than 200 people standing at the top of the peak, more than a meter apart from each other. The breath in the body was converging, but it still emitted a little pressure. It was all Jindan monks. Xiao Chen's arrival attracted the eyes of several monks around him. After scanning, he turned his head expressionlessly.

At the best view of this mountain, three monks sat cross-legged on the huge rock, but they were in the Nascent Soul realm.

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked around, and after a few breaths, he slightly condensed to find the beautiful figure in his heart.

After seven years of seeing Li Xiaoyi, she became more and more beautiful. The girl who looked a little young back then now has a frown and has a charming look. She wore a black skirt on her delicate body, and the wind blew, and the hem of the skirt was swaying, drawing a moving curve. Today, Li Xiaoyi is like a black lotus, born at the bottom of the dark valley, emitting a mysterious and seductive atmosphere.

Xiao Chen chuckled, it seemed that it was still too late.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyi's eyebrows were frowning slightly, and her eyes flashed a little coldly. Although she had many beautiful monks coveted her, she dared to linger with the monks in her body so unscrupulously, but this was the first time she had encountered it.

"Damn it! If it weren't for the current situation, I would definitely want you to look good!"

The little girl was angry, and she turned to look at the source of her vision, and wanted to record her appearance. When her father learned about the Zixiao Sect, she would argue with this ignorant guy.

The next moment, the delicate body was stiff.

She was wearing a blue shirt, dark eyes, as gentle as jade, and a smile on her lips.

Straighten your waist, just like back then.

"You will cultivate here for the time being. If I don't come back within three days, leave here immediately."

In the cave, the back of the turn of the words and left was deeply imprinted in Li Xiaoyi's heart and could not be forgotten.

Although I haven't seen each other for several years, I still feel a little warmth in my heart when I think of it occasionally.

Xiao Chen chuckled lightly, nodded, and his eyes became more gentle.

Li Xiaoyi pursed her lips, and a surprise flashed deep in her eyes. Then she turned around, moved her lotus steps slightly, and went straight to this place in the light.

The little girl came into the sky, as elegant as a banished immortal coming to the world, attracting the eyes of countless monks, and it was hot.
Chapter completed!