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"Genius treasures, those who have always had virtue, have spirituality, will choose their own masters, and use the wise and beautiful girl to pity her beauty. There may not be no chance to get one in the future."

Yan Fusheng said with a faint smile.

He didn't know how many women he saw in his life, but the only one who could really compare with Xue Lian in front of him was Zi Yan. Whether in terms of appearance or temperament, both women can be said to be incomparable and have their own advantages. Xue Lian's temperament, which is like a lotus flower, is indeed the only one who has seen in his life.

"I still need to thank fellow Taoist Ji Yan. However, I believe that fellow Taoist came here not just to come and have a cup of tea. If you have something to do, it doesn't matter."

Xue Lian's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the hearts of the people. Looking at Yan Fusheng's face, she slowly uttered a sentence. There was a wise divine light flashing in her eyes. She could become the master of the Guigu Valley, but she was not an ordinary weak woman.

"Well, I guess Miss Xue Lian should already know Yan's identity." Yan Fusheng didn't hesitate and nodded and said.

"Yes, although Xue Lian is in the ancient battlefield, the valley is not isolated from the world. Xue Lian admires what fellow Taoist Yan does. He can control a city in the secular world, and in just over a decade, a small city that has become a prosperous place for heroes. He can eliminate bandits, govern the people, and make the people live and work in peace and contentment, and become one of the few happy lands in Manzhou. During his lifetime, he was extremely meritorious."

Xue Lian nodded and said without any concealment: "Now, although he has suffered from disasters in heaven and became a ghost clan and has no human body, he also has the same belief in his heart. He not only leads tens of thousands of military souls, crosses tens of thousands of miles away, destroys hundreds of thousands of bandits in Heifeng Mountain, and causes the secular people to receive great kindness, walk alone in the secular world, and dares to kill the angrily slaughter of the sword sect. This bloody nature and spirit are not as good as Xue Lian."

Every sentence, one by one, like a few of the family, clearly tells most of what Yan Fusheng did, as if, before, he had definitely paid close attention to what he did and learned about his information.

However, it is not difficult to understand. Now, the entire Tianmeng Swamp has almost turned upside down due to the incident of Yan Fusheng. The killing situations set by the Yujian Sect and Yugui Sect at the same time have a great impact that is beyond the estimation of ordinary people.

Now, in the Tianmeng Swamp, it is hard to know who Yan Fusheng is. As the lord of Guigu, how could he not know?

"No matter whether it is known during his lifetime after death, these are just to be worthy of his conscience. There is no praise to say." Yan Fu looked calm and did not feel any pride because of the admiration in his words. As a man, he would take action when he took action. As long as he was right to his conscience, what if he did it, what if he killed the immortal and destroyed the Buddha.

If he really watched others kill their father and mother and was indifferent, then he would not be him.

He did not get too entangled with these politeness, and said straight to the point: "Miss Xuelian, you should know that it is spreading everywhere in the ancient battlefield now. My fiancée was captured by the Yujian Sect. The Yugui Sect is currently facing each other with the Yujian Sect. I wonder what the Valley Master thinks about this."

A wise light flashed in Xue Lian's clear eyes. He pinched the teapot with his bare hands and slowly filled the teacup on the table. He naturally had a quiet temperament on his body. He said, "This should be a scam. After the fight between the Yujian Sect and Yugui Sect, such a thing happened immediately. I believe you should have your own answer in your heart."

"How can there be such a coincidence in the world? There are tricks and tricks in things. This time, the tenth ** is a game set up by the two sects for me, and it is an open killing game. They expected that I would go. Whether it is true or false, it doesn't matter. The most important thing is that they have set up the arena and are already waiting for me to go."

A cold light flashed in Yan Fusheng's eyes and he said decisively.

"Since you know it's a game, why do you still have to go?" Xue Lian asked curiously.

"Haha..." Yan Fusheng laughed twice, a hint of unspeakable aura flew between his eyebrows, and his heroic spirit suddenly became apparent, and he said decisively: "Since the two sects have set up the arena, how can I, Yan Fusheng, not accept it. Even if the two sects surround the world of cultivation, I was a weak person during my lifetime and were easily killed by them like ants. Now that I have become a ghost clan, I am no longer the one who can kill them if they want to, and humiliate them as much as they want to. The two sects, one who kills the mortal world and the other who are in the sky, have all been inhumane. Such a sect has no need to exist. This time, I will use the blood of the two sects of monks to pay tribute to the dead souls of thousands of living beings in front of the world's cultivators."

Word by word, from the heart.

So what if you set up a killing game? Since the arena has been set up, I will sing a big show.

After the words came to my mind, I felt even more heroic and firm belief, even if the world collapsed, it would be unshakable.

After seeing this, Xue Lian's heart trembled, her eyes were full of brilliance, and she secretly praised her heart, but she was still not optimistic, saying, "Fellow Daoist Yan, with your strength, although you are only at the fifth level of Knocking Heaven, your combat power can match the Heaven level, but the foundation of the sect in the cultivation world is definitely not something you and I can imagine. If you go rashly, you are afraid that there will be more misfortunes."

If you want to shake the sect with the Kowtow Heaven level, you are simply shaking trees with the sect and hitting stones with the eggs. If one is not good, you will be beaten with the eggs.

Even if we are not confronting the sect head-on, we are only in the ancient battlefield, although we are only two true disciples among the two major sects, but we will definitely not lose any secret cards.

If you are alone, you will be weak.

"To be honest, I came to Guigu this time to hope that the valley master can help." Yan Fusheng said in a deep voice.

When Xue Lian heard this, a hesitant look flashed across her face. She pondered for a while and shook her head and said, "It's not that Xue Lian doesn't want to take action, but Xue Lian must think about the safety of all the ghost tribes in the Ghost Valley."

Yan Fusheng didn't say anything, listened quietly, knowing that she should have some more words.

"Do you know why my Guigu exists in the Tianmeng Swamp? And it has not been destroyed by the monks." Xue Lian suddenly asked back.

A thought flashed through Yan Fusheng's mind. This matter was indeed a bit strange. With the mentality of a monk who was not my race, he would be punished by his heart. It should be impossible to tolerate such powerful forces in the ancient battlefield, and ignore them. After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and said, "I really don't know this."

However, he also knew that there must be a reason for this.

"Because it is impossible for the strong man who has reached the Yitian level and has begun to condense the central spirit in the ancient battlefield. Once he stepped in, it will immediately cause the attack of endless killing aura in the ancient battlefield. A powerful man in the sword sect once broke into the ancient battlefield and was eventually bombarded into pieces by the killing heavenly tribulation condensed by the endless killing aura in the ancient battlefield."

Xue Lian looked up at the void and said with a hint of awe.

You should know that among the seven souls, the central spirit is the most important. Once the central spirit is condensed, it means that you have embarked on the peak of the human world, and it is also the key to whether the seven souls can be successfully reunited in the future. Once the central spirit is condensed, you have great supernatural powers. The central spirit is centered on the center. If you want to condense the seven souls and the seven souls return to one, the central spirit is the most critical point.

Such an existence has its strength that is absolutely beyond the imagination of an ordinary monk.

But it was directly blown into powder by the heavenly tribulation condensed by the killing energy in the ancient battlefield. It can be seen that the taboos in the ancient battlefield are by no means simple.

"I see!!"

Yan Fusheng couldn't help but realize that the countless years left in this ancient battlefield was caused by the fighting of countless powerful people. The murderous aura in this battlefield also filled every inch of the space. If an ordinary monk was not strong, it would not matter much. However, if the monks who came in were so strong that they could touch the infinite killing aura in the void, they would immediately attract the attack of killing aura. The stronger the person who came in, the greater the restrictions they were subjected to. No wonder the four major forces could be retained on the battlefield from being wiped out by the monks.

"Look, this is the scene that Xue Lian recorded when the Heaven-level powerhouse fell."

Xue Lian suddenly stretched out her hand, and in the jade hand, a strange bead with snow-white body suddenly appeared. On the bead, it seemed that various strange pictures were engraved.

After taking out the bead, the soul power poured in. Immediately, I saw a layer of snow-white divine light burst out from the bead, rising up, intertwining in the air into a strange light wall, like a huge mirror. At the same time, in the mirror, a lifelike picture instantly appeared in front of me.

"Tsk tsk, the photo bead, this thing is pretty good. It can record the pictures in your mind, and even directly burn the scene. It looks lifelike, like being on the scene. A good treasure."

When the crow saw the bead, he showed a hint of surprise in his eyes and said with a strange cry.

However, at this moment, Yan Fusheng didn't care about what he said, and his eyes were completely attracted to the picture that appeared in the air.

I saw it, on that picture.

A middle-aged man in a green robe stepped on a sword light and came directly from a distance through the air. He naturally carried a sharp aura belonging to a sword cultivator. Facing the ancient battlefield, he rushed into the ancient battlefield without stopping.

The man felt as if there was a shocking power that the sky was about to block in front of him, and even the sky was about to cut under the sword. He rode the wind and fought the sword, and his momentum was like breaking through the waves!!

However, as soon as he entered the ancient battlefield, he immediately, from the sky above the battlefield, countless blood-colored murderous auras instantly flocked from the ground, from the void, from every inch of bone, and the entire sky turned into blood, and countless murderous sounds resounded in the void, and golden swords and iron horses resounded throughout the sky.

Every strand of blood-colored murderous aura contains amazing murderous intent and fighting spirit!!

When they gathered together, they turned into a blood cloud covering the entire ancient battlefield. In the clouds, countless blood thunders were flashing wildly, and those thunders actually showed various weapons.

Swords, guns, swords and sticks are flying all over the sky. Such thunder emits a terrible killing power of breaking the vacuum.
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