On an autumn night, the cold wind wrapped around the corners of the clothes fluttered.

Tan Weiran's heart was cold, like falling from an ice cave. He stood face to face with the masked man, looking at each other speechless for a long time.

The mutual induction of laws and techniques is too advantageous for those with high cultivation.

This time, if the masked man is in the realm of divine illumination, Tan Weiran still has the power to fight. But if it is in the realm of breaking the virtual state, what if it is the realm of overcoming the misfortune, what if it is the realm of overcoming the realm of suffering, what if it is the realm of overcoming the realm of suffering, it is the realm of even more terrifying.

Then, once you are discovered, you can't escape even if you want to escape.

Who can guarantee that the Supreme Nirvana Chapter is in the hands of a more powerful person? Tan Weiran cannot, nor can masked people.

This time, Tan Weiran has good luck. His cultivation level is not much different from the masked man and his strength is not much different. In fact, it is also the masked man's luck in the other hand.

Tan Weiran pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Your cultivation is higher than mine..."

Although he hadn't finished speaking, the masked man understood what he meant and said bitterly: "How much higher can he be? If you encounter the realm of breaking the virtual state and the realm of passing the misfortune, you will still be dead."

Tan Weiran suddenly laughed: "No matter what, you have good luck. If you don't have the first one, you will encounter too many powerful people. At least, this gives us the opportunity to get familiar with each other this time and be more alert in the future."

After a little pause, Tan Weiran asked, "Did you have some unusual visions when you practice?"

The masked man was slightly stunned and understood the meaning. He pondered: "The sea of ​​people is vast, it is rare to be like you and me, and they collided again. No matter what, you and I have never met each other, and there has never been a trace of grudge."

"Whether the result is you die or I die, you and I will inevitably face the next person who is the same as us. Why not, let's just talk openly."

The masked man stared at Tan Weiran and said hoarsely: "When I practice, I will dissipate my energy!"

"Every big realm will dissipate once." Tan Weiran smiled and nodded understandingly.

Regardless of the result, it is better to open your experience to communicate. It is good for each other, and at least it can make your future journey smoother. At least facing the third person with a silence chapter, you will have more chances of winning.

The masked man couldn't help but shivered, revealing an unbearable look back: "The process of dissipating the air is so... painful."

Tan Weiran and the masked man suddenly felt a little worried. After a while, Tan Weiran said again: "It can clear the meridians of nature. If I guess correctly..."

Recalling the terrifying sword full of explosive power under the city wall, it is definitely better than a blow in the Divine Light Realm. There is no doubt that the masked man’s natural meridians are very high: “I guess, your natural meridians should be around 80.”

"Only seventy-seven." The masked man shook his head and continued, "It can temper the true qi and make the true qi more pure."

Talk about Weiran's head, the effects of the Nirvana Chapter are mostly hidden and lack intuitive manifestation. At first glance, it seems that there is not much effect, but in fact the benefits are so great that even the practitioners themselves may not be able to see them one by one.

"The best time to practice is the time when day and night change." Tan Weiran said again.

The masked man said in a deep voice: "For a period of time after the qi is dissipated, the effect of cultivating the golden body will be beyond imagination."

Tan Weiran was slightly surprised. There was still such a thing? He hadn't noticed it before, and pondered and said to another discovery of his own: "After dissipating the qi, if you don't rush to practice your true qi, you should try to practice as much as possible while absorbing the spirit stone."

The masked man was obviously surprised: "Oh, what's the reason?"

Tan Weiran was concise and concise: "The qi enters the pores and walks through the meridians and acupoints, which can filter out the precipitated rotten qi." This statement made the masked man suddenly realize.

You and I say everything, telling each of your own experiences and discoveries in a casual manner.

After careful consideration, we have gained a lot this time. No matter who survives, our understanding and understanding of the Nirvana will undoubtedly be higher.

The cold wind on the autumn night is wrapped in the coldness and rolls the dead leaves and whirlwinds.

Suddenly he fell silent, and after a long time, facing a gust of wind, Tan Weiran took a deep breath: "You are a good person."

The masked man said with regret: "You are not bad either. Unfortunately, we can't be friends."

Tan Weiran smiled: "Yes, what's the use of getting along with each other? Some people will never become friends."

The masked man smiled, his voice was sent out by the cold wind, full of fun: "If you can't be friends, then be a mortal enemy."

The Supreme Nirvana Chapter is the only reason, and it also makes Tan Weiran and the masked man even as strangers, even if they have never seen each other, even if they are a slightest hatred, they are still mortal enemies.

A natural enemy of death!

After turning his mind, Tan Weiran finally understood the helplessness and sigh of Li Zhoulong's pursuit of Feng Qiwei thousands of miles away.

Almost at the same time, Tan Weiran and the masked man glanced at each other, shook their bodies and moved them. The masked man approached and waved his sword: "Dead enemy, take me a move of thousands of miles!"

As you know with one sword, the sword soul condenses, and the wind and clouds move. Just like a painting that contains the universe, unfolds in a condensed manner.

On a beautiful scroll, calligraphy and painting are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. Looking out, it is like thousands of rivers and mountains falling down.

"Good sword technique, very strong sword technique." Tan Weiran was moved and laughed: "It's a pity that I'm just a little short..."

"Your knife is not fast enough!"

The five fingers were soft, and they instantly bounced and sent. The sky-high purple storm immediately swept over everything.

Thunder sounds of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains collided with nine tribulations!

It can be called a peak collision. The instant light bursts out immediately shines in the sky, rendering this deep night into a colorful sky dominated by purple.

One sword and one sword, and the collision at this moment, I don’t know how many people were alarmed.

The power of purple was like the thunder of the nine heavens, raging the sky and the earth. The masked figure twisted and struggled in it, slashed out with one knife, splitting the terrifying purple, haha, laughing wildly: "It's not fast enough. But it's heavy enough, stable enough, and strong enough!"

What I said is, when can I see thousands of miles of rivers and mountains react faster than lightning? However, the power of purple thunder is amazing. After ravaging the earth, as long as it is not destroyed at once, vitality will inevitably remain.

With one knife, it was like cutting the night sky in half.

The extremely heavy sword energy instantly surged from the huge force wrapped around. The masked man seemed to fly in the clouds, falling from the clouds with a knife, trying to split the sky and the earth.

A sword that combines 60% of the physical strength is a sword produced by Lingyou Realm, a terrifying sword. Even in the Shenzhao Realm, it may not be able to follow it safely.

No one can fight close-up with someone with a higher level of cultivation than himself, which would be the stupidest decision. Especially the biggest advantage of the masked man in front of him is that he is in close combat.

Unfortunately, the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword failed to be fatal. The masked man was surrounded by the black smoke that was bombarded, and he had already fallen with a condescending sword.

In an instant, the sword in his palm twitched and broke with a crisp sound, shooting like a butterfly. A huge force was pressed down continuously, heavier than the mountain, almost collapsed Tan Weiran's backbone.

Even with the ten-pound body defense effect, it is the top-notch. After this knife, it will scatter the ten-pound body. Tan Weiran's internal organs almost stirred up, and he opened his mouth and squirted blood, but his expression was tall and without a trace of fear. He stretched out his hand calmly!

The shrill wind whistled sharply.

Tan Weiran's clothes fluttered, almost bleeding from seven holes, but his calm expression and calm eyes were full of unforgettable elegance!

A gentle finger seemed to be afraid of breaking the air.

The masked man's scalp was numb for a moment, and he looked at Tan Weiran in horror. Like all the people who saw Tan Weiran perform their magical powers for the first time, they were generally unbelievable. It was hard to believe that a person who embraced the true realm could already perform his magical powers!

In the blink of an eye, the masked man was so calm that he had never seen before, and he tried his best to rejuvenate his soul!

"It's not moving like a mountain!"

It is actually the magical power of the Purple Mansion.

Shockingly, layers of rocks covered it, forming a human-shaped hill. Even if the heavenly secret twisted and frozen space, it was still motionless, and it looked like a mountain.

A finger of the secret of heaven was twisted, the entire space was frozen, and even the person could not be seen.

In the night wind, Tan Weiran's clothes fluttered, and he was slightly surprised. The most feared thing about Tianji Twisted Technique is the soul confrontation, but this is the most unique feature of Tianji Twisted Technique.

At this time, with a point, there was no sign of soul confrontation at all. However, Tan Weiran had a clear and clear insight. This rock seemed to cover the masked man, but in fact it connected the earth and formed a powerful force carrying all things.

This move is as unmoved as a mountain, and it is like a wall of iron.

Tan Weiran shouted loudly: "Broken!"

The solidified space suddenly shattered, and the space fragments were enough to tear and cut any object apart. Even the rocks that connected the magnificent power of the earth shattered in response to the sound and fell apart into countless flying ashes.

The distorted space of Tianji shattered and tore it down layer by layer. When he arrived at the core of the masked man, his power had weakened countless times. The masked man groaned and sprinkled a few blood and carried it over, sprayed blood on his mouth and sprinkled the sword in his palm.

The sword cut out twisted ripples in the air, just blocking Tan Weiran who was rubbing his body and killing him.

Tan Weiran's Lingtai Qingming was about to go up again, but suddenly he felt something. He turned his head slightly and noticed that a large number of breaths were coming quickly. He didn't know whether it was to come to watch the battle or watch the fun.

The battle here was too great, and in a short while, countless people were aroused.

The masked man's face was dyed with a dark red color, and he was shocked: "The magical powers that contain the laws of space are so rare. With this move, it's okay for you to travel all over the world."

When his body twisted, it melted into the darkness like ink, and his voice came out: "It is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat today, and we will fight to the death one day."

Tan Weiran exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised his hand lightly, and snatched and bombarded the air, causing the air to burst into pieces, like thunder rolling across everything. There was even more brilliant golden light shining, illuminating the earth, and there was no trace of masked people.

A cold gaze scanned the direction of the beneficiary. Tan Weiran showed a shallow ray of light, his body was like a willow in the wind, twisting quietly and swinging, and then he disappeared into darkness.

After a while, two flying rainbows were the first to penetrate the night sky and turned into streams of light and fell on the ground.

A graceful woman looked around carefully, raised her eyebrows, full of displeasure: "The most annoying young warriors..."

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