In the sky, old man Qinglan looked at the two bright sword lights that seemed to pierce the sky, his face slightly solemn. Just like the half-saint level, there are also half-saint levels below Douzun. Most people step into the mid-level level from the peak of Douzong.
Zuncai was able to peek into the realm of Dou Zun. A few years ago, Qing Lan
The old man successfully broke through and became the Nine-Star Douzong, but for so many years, he has always been hovering at the peak of the Douzong, and has never touched the threshold of half-master. If he has touched that threshold, even if he is injured, the Six Elders and others will treat him
If it doesn't pose a threat, that's the gap.
It's a pity that he is only at the peak of Douzong. Taking a deep breath, old man Qinglan clenched the jade ruler tightly, and the human ruler merged into one, turning into a blue light to face the two dazzling sword lights.
"Human and ruler become one!" Not far away, Yitian looked at the old man Qinglan who turned into a ray of blue light, with a look of admiration on his face. Although he could also transform into a long sword to fight the enemy, that was just because of fighting.
Because of the skill, rather than the true integration of man and sword, old man Qinglan has truly realized this realm.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng"
The green light and the two black lights overlapped instantly. Almost at the same time, the electric light flashed and the sword energy radiated green light. The three of them had already exchanged countless moves.
"boom!"
The sound of thunder resounded throughout the world, and the blue light filled the sky. Despite this, the battle did not attract the attention of anyone in the square. In front of Chongbao, everyone lost their sense of normalcy and only had the word 'greed'.
"Whoa!"
The black light did not show any signs of weakness. The black light was so strong that it almost hid the green light. From time to time, there were faint sounds of angry shouting.
For a long time, the green light and the black light collided again, and then rebounded, and three figures appeared. Old Qinglan's face was a little flushed, and he kept breathing heavily. The sixth elder and the seventh elder were in ragged clothes, like beggars in poverty.
Face
Their color was as pale as paper. They had already consumed a lot of physical energy in order to break through the sky full of blue hair caused by the old man Qinglan. Moreover, the close combat against the old man Qinglan, who was at the peak of Douzong, was both physically damaging and laborious.
Come up.
They killed 3,000 enemies and wounded 800 themselves. Although they could not do anything to Old Qinglan, Old Qinglan also felt uncomfortable. A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, almost suffocating him, and the injuries that had improved in his body worsened again.
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In the ruined square.
Greed is human nature, and it is the ugliest side of human beings. One scroll can cause many murders, and human beings kill each other, causing rivers of blood to flow.
The Sixth Elder is right. No one can get the scroll in a short period of time. Not to mention that the scroll itself has considerable power. There are many strong human beings who are eyeing each other. No one dares to be the leader, for fear of provoking the siege of everyone.
.On the contrary, those young men have no scruples. As long as there is a chance to touch the scroll, they will step forward without hesitation.
In the crowd, two guys who were secretly digging for magic cores were finally noticed.
"That's the magic core, such a big magic core!"
"At least level six!"
"Those two must have dug a lot!"
"Grab it!"
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There were many masters watching, and the young men didn't have much hope in getting the scroll. Without the scroll, they certainly didn't want to return empty-handed. In this way, the two sneaky guys were noticed.
"Idol, what should we do? They are all looking at us!" The fat man's body became a little weak.
"Calm down, Fatty. I'm telling you, you have to cooperate well and pretend you don't know these magic cores!" Ling Xiaopang pretended to be calm and grinned.
"How can you pretend, idol!" The fat man's feet were trembling a little.
"No need to pretend, just ignore them and keep digging, I will deal with them!" A strange light flashed in Ling Xiaopang's eyes.
"You're going to deal with them?" The fat man couldn't believe it.
"Just do what you are told, why are you asking so many questions!" Ling Xiaopang scolded softly.
Seeing that his idol was a little angry, the fat man nodded hurriedly, faster than a chicken pecking at rice.
More and more people turned their attention to Ling Xiaopang and Fatty. They felt a series of unkind glances. Fatty and Lingxiao were both a little unnatural. Fatty kept the idol's instructions in mind and continued to dig out the magic core. The dagger in Lingxiaopang's hand.
He dug harder and soon dug out a magic core. The egg-sized blue magic core was held in his hand, emitting light blue halos and looking beautiful.
Everyone was staring at the magic core in Ling Xiaopang's hand, as if they were about to swallow it. Of course, some people turned a blind eye to these magic cores, and that was the strong men of the Dou Sect. For them, the sixth and seventh level magic cores were not worth it.
But nothing, compared to the scroll on the stone platform, it is even more insignificant. It would be a pity to lose the scroll for a few magic cores. Therefore, the fighting sects just glanced at Little Fatty Ling and Fatty.
I don't care anymore.
"You boy, give me what you have in your hand, or I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow!" An old man with a goatee finally couldn't help but walked out and said darkly to Little Fatty Ling.
"I found this, I dug it out, it's mine, why should I give it to you!" Ling Xiaopang said in a silly manner, looking like a silly boy.
When everyone saw Ling Xiaopang's honest and "silly" look, their bad intentions were greatly reduced. They all thought that this silly boy just accidentally bumped into such a beautiful crystal and wanted to dig it out.
Seeing Ling Xiaopang's silly look, the old man's eyes flashed, and he said shamelessly: "Boy, I accidentally dropped this on the ground, return it to me quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone rolled their eyes. They had seen shameless people, but they had never seen such shameless people deceive "honest people".
"Is it yours? I'm so sorry, then I'll give it back to you!" Ling Xiaopang handed the magic core to the old man with some reluctance.
Seeing that this silly boy believed his words, the old man suppressed the joy in his heart and was about to take the magic core, but was interrupted by a voice.
"Little brother, don't listen to this old ghost. He is lying to you. Can the things he threw sink into the ground so deep?" A man in his thirties came out and pulled Ling Xiaopang aside.
"Who are you, how dare you ruin my good deeds!" The old man's face suddenly darkened.
The man smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, but I can't bear to see you deceiving an honest man like this. Let's do this, little brother. I also like this beautiful crystal stone. I'll give you a hundred gold coins, and you can use it
How about leaving it to me?"
A magic core of at least level 6 is only worth a hundred gold coins. Fortunately for him, he had the nerve to propose it. Everyone rolled their eyes again. This guy is simply a wolf in human skin. You have to count the money for him when you buy him.
What a talent! Ling Xiaopang said silently in his heart.