The Taoist Technique of the Divine Wing Palace is of great speed and attack. A colorful light passes by. He knows the secret but does not know the situation below. He cherishes his life and quickly avoids it and uses his natal divine talisman to protect his body. This delay has already been swept up by the long eyebrows.

Zhu Xuanling was still surrounded by ten war ghosts, and he had no intention of freeing up his hand.

Fortunately, Gao Zhen was clever and had a big hand to cover all the seven-cultivation sword lights. Mo Tan freed up his hand. With a wave of the ink stick, he induced thousands of stick shadows, and the ink color was crystal clear, sweeping across abyss, blocking the long-browed seven-color divine light.

A ink stick, seven divine lights, and the two sides fought for dozens of rounds, only a blink of an eye.

Although I stopped it, but my eyebrows accumulated strongly and were eager to get out. Even if I don’t talk about using a stick instead of a sword, my swordsmanship is subtle and delicate and mysterious, I can’t stop it completely. I can only fight and retreat...

The two sides went up from the bottom of the abyss, fighting while walking, and fighting for seven or eight miles. Don’t talk about the precision of swordsmanship, and the long eyebrows were eager to escape, it was still a stalemate.

Mo Tan left, Gao Zhen alone fought the seven sword light, which made him even more difficult. He especially hurriedly escaped, wanting to recall the seven sword swords and break through the Mo Tan bamboo stick blockade. Moreover, Gao Zhen was young after all, even though he was known as the nemesis of the flying sword, and the Tianshi Hand was known as the world's largest grab, he could not stop him.

The seven swords of cultivation were combined into one, condensed into a colorful gossip, and it slammed through the cover of the Tianshi hand and was about to fly away. Zhiji quickly came up to help.

As soon as the ghost mother died, the twelve flag gate formations had long lost much power, and he took them away silently.

At this moment, the yellow robe shook, and thousands of talismans were arranged in the void. It turned into a large talisman array, with wind and thunder flying, and water and fire dancing wildly, like the other world, trapping the seven-cultivation sword lights in it.

He then left his natal divine talisman out of his body and escaped into it, intending to use the talisman array to break the seven-cultural wall and take him a flying sword before talking about it.

This life divine talisman is the manifestation of his Yin God, like the sword of a sword cultivator. It is extremely powerful for his life to condense and is his strongest method. He cannot easily come out.

Zhijiao worked so hard that he could please him in front of Taoist disciples. After all, Changmei was breaking through at this moment, but was blocked by Mo Tan from Yantian Sect. If his seven-cultural swords were allowed to escape from the trap and be united with Changmei itself, it would undoubtedly be like a tiger's wings. Mo Tan could never stop him. Changmei was unyielding and retreating without any problem...

Of course. In addition, Zhiqiaozi also fell in love with Changmei Qixiu Jian, and planned to take him into a bite, or even kill Changmei to silence him, so as to save trouble in the future.

The wishful thinking in his heart crackled. He made such a great contribution, and his benefits were naturally indispensable.

The disciples of the five great Taoist sects, including the casual cultivator Zhao Caier, and himself, have a total of seven people. Each of these seven cultivator magic swords is just right, no more or less.

As for the ghost mother's protective magic weapon, the twelve soul-shaking flags, he thought that the authentic Xuanmen should look down on such a deep yin thing.

The only concern was that the casual cultivator Zhao Caier, but he knew the secrets and had his own reasons. The casual cultivator's first-hand Buddhism seemed to be upright, but in fact he had already gone astray, devouring and plundering, and was astonishingly domineering. It was obviously because he was from the side of the sect. He accidentally obtained one or two-hand Buddhism, but did not know the right way to practice the Dharma, so he walked through the side of the sect.

But there are four ghost mothers who searched for the soul and ghost flames, and the ghost flames refined by the Yin God of the four Qi training men. Three of them are the inheritance of the ghost mother lineage. Before their death, the three ancestors were refined with their own Yin God. In order to protect their younger generations, they especially used their souls to capture their souls. They have absorbed many powerful ghosts over the past thousand years. They should be able to feed them. It really doesn't work. There are also the ten battle ghosts...

If you were lucky, maybe Zhao Caier rushed down the abyss recklessly and had already died with the ghost mother...

No matter what, the flag formation is already in his essay. The Talisman Sword Sect is missing a set of protective mountain flag gate formations. After returning to the mountain, it has been refined, and sacrificed and refined the talismans of this sect, and sacrificed with his disciples to protect the mountain gate and enhance accumulation in the sect.

Zhizi was thinking about it, but he was still cold. The seven-cultivated sword light suddenly divided and turned into seven sword lights, forming a sharp sword formation. The seven-colored sword energy roamed, breaking the formation with the formation, instantly scattering his talisman array.

Zhijiao didn't have time to feel distressed, and a series of changes occurred one after another. First, Gao Zhen covered his hand and sealed the sword formation, and then a loud shout came—

"Does go!" But Zhao Caier went back. As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed his big hand and turned into a golden light knife wheel, cutting into the hands of the sky. The big sun sword wheel instantly turned into seven sword lights, and it only touched the Seven Cultivation Sword. The combined momentum of the Seven Cultivation Sword was immediately broken, and a yellow sword light was immediately caught by him.

"This guy understands the sword technique of the Divine Wing Palace!"

Zhijiao was first surprised, then shocked. The female cultivator Luo Tian and Fairy Ling Bo were actually weak and boneless in his arms, as if he had no consciousness.

"Old man with long eyebrows, your old love is dead, and your seven cultivation combination has been broken by me. There is no hope of escaping. If you don't give up, let me kill you soon!"

Zhijiao heard this and staggered, and he couldn't fall down. However, looking at one of the seven swords with long eyebrows, the yellow sword light was purified and penetrated by an indescribable domineering aura, and he could no longer speak.

"Sword Evil! The ghost mother was so wronged..." Zhiqiao murmured to himself, and a thought suddenly emerged in his mind: "Young people are so coaxing. Once this matter is over, I have to be one of the seven swords. Why don't you let him wash it for me too..."

A golden sword light chased Changmei and killed him...

"I am so arrogant that I missed today. I will not give up with you!"

The seven pairs of wings on the back of the long eyebrows suddenly exploded, turning into a golden cloud, holding Mo Tan's bamboo stick and leaving in the sky.

But there was still someone waiting for him in the sky, and it was Luo Beichen.

Last time, he fought to kill Tiancandi, but was escaped by the Yin God of the Tiancan, but was stolen by a mere wandering cultivator, which eliminated the troubles and made him look conscious. He knew that these old monsters that had accumulated over hundreds of years were emerging one after another, and it was not easy to completely kill them. Therefore, he set up a "Big Dipper Seven Stars Demon Envelope Array" at the exit, waiting specifically to end.

"Good come!"

Seeing a six-colored light flying up, Luo Beichen shouted with a stern voice, and pointed his hand, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, a total of seven star sword lights flew out of his sleeves, turned into the Big Dipper Seven Star Demon-sealing Array, and shone on his head towards his long eyebrows.

Changmei was furious, knowing that the other party was well prepared and waiting for a long time. Even if the seventh cultivator reversed and exploded the divine wings, he might have to pay a big price. However, he became stronger and stronger, knew how to choose and didn't speak, and he didn't say anything. He kept five pairs of divine wings exploded at the same time. As the five torrents rushed forward, he instantly broke the seven-star demon-sealing array, leaving only a pair of divine wings, which flashed away.

...

Apart from the East China Sea, under the deep sea, and in the Kun Cave Heaven, Kun Sanduan, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said to the boy who was with him: "You go and call Mingyuan and Mingyi!"

The boy took the order, but in a moment, two young people came in, one of the eight sons of the past, Mingyuan of the Dikun lineage, and the other was Zhuang Buyi. Now his magic name is Mingyi. He made great contributions in the battle of the East China Sea and was stopped by Kunsan.

"The period of the Shenzhou Sword Association is approaching, and the head sect has an order to send two disciples to deal with it. Among the three generations of disciples, Mingyuan was the head of Mingyi. Mingyi was late. Although he did not refine Qi and transform into a god, he could not get more. He immediately went back to pack his luggage and went to Kunwu Mountain, the land of Shenzhou to see the world!"

Zhuang Buyiqi said: "Will the first seat not go?"

Before Kun Sanduan answered, Ming Yuan smiled and said, "The master of the sect said it, just deal with it, you and I can go there. Besides, the first seat must be in charge of the cave heaven and suppress the scattered god of Liequezi, and he cannot make any move."

Zhuang Buyi just said oh, Ming Yuan seemed to remember something, shook his head and said, "In the battle of Qingling Island, the master of the sect's real plan, I won the Innate Palace, thirty-seven scattered people flew away, the Demon Emperor retreated, the Taoist disciples bowed their heads, the Qiankun Sumeru Cave was divided into two, the Gan Zhi occupied one place, the original vein occupied one place, which was a good thing, but..."

Kun Sanduo interrupted him and said expressionlessly: "I know what you want to say. The master of the Gan Mai has personally suppressed it. It has a long-lasting fortune and a bright future. However, the Kun Mai in my land has endless troubles. Compared with the two, one is better than the other, right?"

Mingyuan nodded and said, "That's what I mean by disciple!"

Kun Sanduan glanced at Zhuang Buyi and said lightly: "The master of the sect has his own plan. Sooner or later, there will be someone to replace Liequezi, so why bother to worry? The other six meridians will have a place for cultivation and cultivation of Taoism sooner or later. I have the innate Taoist sect, the eight trigrams of gods, the gan is the heaven, the sky is the great, and the leader. You will naturally understand in the future. There is no need to ask more questions now. Now the killing disaster in China begins, and murderous intent is hidden everywhere. I am afraid that Qi training will fall every day. I am afraid that this journey will not be peaceful. Be careful."

"Where is Kunwu Mountain? How to get there?"

Mingyuan was shocked when he heard Kun San's words, but Zhuang Buyi was not afraid at all, but instead interjected with excitement.

Kun Sanduan looked at him strangely and shook his head in secret. He really didn't know why the head master valued him so much, but he said patiently: "My land, Kun Cave Heaven, is located in the East China Sea. If you go west, you will reach the land of China. If you meet a fellow practitioner, you might as well ask."

Mingyuan Dao's heart is clear, and there is no doubt that he secretly told Zhuang Buyi and said goodbye.

This Kun Cave Heaven is composed of seventy-two blessed places in Qiankun Xumi Cave. Mingyuan and Zhuangbuyi each occupy one. On each blessed land, there are array maps blocking, prohibition of law arrangements, and magic tools suppressing...

In the battle of the East China Sea, the Innate Palace won, and these magical instrument array diagrams naturally became the accumulation of the Innate Palace.

Mingyuan and Zhuang Buyi went back, cast spells to block the cave, took out the inner magic weapon, and met at the exit of the cave heaven. With a pinch of the spiritual technique, it was already out of the cave heaven.

Mingyuan Qi training master's cultivation level, and once the sword light spread, he broke out from the water, waiting for Zhuang Buyi to come up and took him to fly with his sword, but suddenly, the sea rolled, and in an instant, the waves surged and the waves were surging...

Mingyuan was just startled and was immediately delighted: "Good thing, my Kun lineage has another Qi training man!"

But he didn't know that from the day when Zhuang Buyi escaped from the protection of the Earth Kun Cave Heaven, Zhuang Buyi was no longer Zhuang Buyi, and had become one of the earth spirits and herbs...)

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