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Chapter 207 Invitation to the Nine Cities!

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Blood and bones flew flying, Old Sky Eagle was torn apart, and the black-feathered Sky Eagle under him also screamed in sorrow, with broken tendons and fractures. Even with the strong body of the four-star desolate beast, it was dying and most likely would not survive.

I acquired hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones, along with a few pieces of bone script engraved with several art of war, and a purple chalcedony medicine box containing a thousand-year-old elixir, but it was very ordinary.

Xiao Yi looked at the middle-aged man again. As the elder of the Yingzhao Division and the Lord of Kaitian, even though he was not ranked high in the Elder Hall, this was the only big defeat in so many years. He lost to a man who had been practicing for many years.

Not a very long-term descendant, all his posture and pride were shattered by the punch just now, and fell into pieces on the ground.

"I redeem my life!"

The middle-aged man coughed up blood, his eyes were bleak, and there was dejection in the vicissitudes of life, and he was even more dejected. He waved his hand, and there was another aura of light, more than 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones, and even dozens of medium-grade spiritual stones, including two

The elixir fell into Xiao Yi's hands

In Xiao Yi's hand, the number of low-grade spiritual stones in Xiao Yi's hands has reached an astonishing number of more than 60,000 pieces, including dozens of medium-grade spiritual stones, several thousand-year-old elixirs, and dozens of various bone and jade books, at least all of them.

First-class military tactics and art of war are worth nearly ten dollars.

The crowd separated, and the middle-aged man stood up and staggered away. Even if he was seriously injured, no one dared to underestimate the Lord of the Sky. After walking out for tens of feet, the middle-aged man stopped and did not look back.

"Young man, your path is not easy, your words may not be pleasing to the ears, and we are indeed greedy. However, if you lose one heroic move and one red beast, you really can't keep it."

Until he saw the middle-aged man disappearing into the distance, a look of determination flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes. Is it really impossible to save it?



This day is destined to be remembered by many rangers in the ancient city of Tiandao. Xiao Yi, the Heaven-Slaying Spear, shocked the Western Regions with his battle and entered the eyes of many powerful divisions. He was as powerful as the young patriarch of the Chixiu Division and the young saint Qi

Yang was also defeated, and even the top master of the Yingzhao Division was injured by his fists. The name of Huanglong Fist shocked the world.

On the same day, Xiao Yi, the Sky-Destroying Spear, invited the Nine-City Pi Di Realm Venerable to fight, but he wanted to be defeated!

Everyone was shocked. Only then did people understand what kind of ancient road Xiao Yi had chosen. This was the most difficult road from Nianhuang City to the Battle Royal Palace in the Western Regions of the Northern Wilderness. Although it was the closest, it was called the road of death.

"Great perseverance! Great courage! This is to sharpen oneself and lead the general trend to enter the war palace."

"If you really walk through the road of death, you will probably catch up with the young saint. Even if you don't reach it, it's definitely not far behind."

Along the ancient road, there were comments from strong people who were full of praise.

"Invite the nine cities to fight and resolve the crisis!"

There are also strong people who know more, and this may be the best choice at hand. Of course, if you don't have enough combat power, you will be seeking your own death.

Sure enough, within two days, a saint came out of the palace to fight. He came in reverse and stirred everyone's nerves.

"A saint is tempted. He wants to come and watch the battle. Maybe he will be accepted as a disciple."

"It is rumored that he is the Saint of Mingyang, and he is among the seventy-two Saints of our Western Region War Palace."

This was undoubtedly a big storm, and even some young strong men who had set out earlier on the new road also received the news, and they were all dumbfounded.

Different from their choices, Xiao Yi came from a humble background and did not try his best to find a new way to hide. Instead, he chose the most difficult road of death. Now he invites the sages from all over the world to fight. What kind of courage is this?

Invisibly, everyone felt a gap, not only in combat power, but also in vision and structure.

At this point, Xiao Yi has crossed the ancient city of Tiandao, used the Dongxu Formation, crossed the space several times, and quickly traveled millions of miles away.

In Xiao Yi's mind, nine ancient cities lead directly to the War Emperor's Palace in the Northern Wilderness and Western Region in a series of nine stars. For tens of thousands of years, few people can successfully travel through these nine ancient cities after leaving Nianhuang City.

A life and death test, for Xiao Yi, there was no way out.

On the third day, in an inaccessible and wild mountain range, there are towering ancient trees, old vines like pythons, strong vegetation essence, accompanied by waves of miasma, and many poisonous insects, snakes and ants are lurking, and from time to time, deep beast roars are heard, shaking

Ancient forest.

In a quiet valley, a silver waterfall falls, a green pool is like jade, water splashes everywhere, and there is a faint aura permeating the valley. Beside the pool, a slender figure sits cross-legged, with a solemn appearance. In front of him, a simple

The stone gate is ups and downs, with the vicissitudes of time flowing through it. The stone gate is mottled, and the six entrances are dazzling, making people's hearts sway.

Not far away, Shi Tai's eyes were filled with shock and sigh. The Six Paths of Reincarnation was an area he had not touched yet.

A day and a night went by as the Six Paths of Reincarnation Gate rose and fell. Xiao Yi sat cross-legged in front of the blue pool. There was a trace of blood between his eyebrows, like a vertical eye. There was a faint golden light overflowing, but he never opened it.

When dawn comes, the first ray of sunlight shines on the valley, the six reincarnation gates roar, and the six entrances shine together. At this moment, the blood line between Xiao Yi's eyebrows completely opens, and the bloody war spirit steps out, facing the wind, rising in the blink of an eye.

Transformed into another Xiao Yi, with full flesh and blood, and a crystal-clear body, no different from a real person, and there was even a billowing of blood rushing out.

Shi Taiyi's breathing was slightly stagnant. The energy and blood were so hot that it was hard to believe that it was just a fighting spirit. At the same time, his inner world was also trembling, and various illusions appeared in front of his eyes. But soon, he calmed down and calmed down.

The Heavenly Sword kills the soul with its flawless power, and quickly gets rid of the pressure of Xiao Yi's will.

Half a day later, the two of them traveled tens of thousands of miles and climbed to an isolated peak. In the distance, an ancient city towered, pure white and flawless, rising and falling in the sky a hundred feet high, sitting on a vast grassland.

City in the sky!

This is the second ancient city leading to the Palace of the War Emperor. It is named after the sky. Legend has it that it is based on the skeleton of an underage golden-winged roc and was built by a powerful division that took five hundred years to build.

Yes, this most powerful division no longer exists. It has disappeared for an entire era, and this city in the sky was also born at the end of the last era.

"City in the Sky."

On the top of the solitary peak, Xiao Yi said calmly, his eyes a little condensed. He invited the Nine Cities to open up the world to a battle. Since leaving the ancient city of Tiandao, he has become more and more aware of the restlessness of his own destiny. This is a big gamble.

The bet is on life and death. If you can penetrate the nine ancient cities, you will naturally be able to successfully become a disciple and receive protection. If you cannot penetrate, then everything is in vain.

Chirp!

A piece of cloud and mist shattered, and above the Sky City, a golden eagle spread its wings, which was a hundred feet wide. It tore through the air and swooped down. It quickly sank into the city and disappeared.

In just half a stick of incense, this was already the sixth four-star desolate beast that Xiao Yi and his wife had seen. One can imagine how many earth-opening realm venerables are gathered in the Sky City now.

At this moment, Xiao Yi realized that he might have really underestimated himself. He looked at the huge, solemn and sacred ancient city in the sky, his eyes serious, but after a few breaths, he chuckled. No matter in the era of science and technology,

Still in this ancient land, sometimes the trajectory of life is the same, the same unsolvable. What is needed at this time is not to sort out the gains and losses, but to keep moving forward, even if it hurts.

"This battle will not be easy." Shi Taiyi took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Yi's profile. Compared to four years ago, the outline was clearer.

"Yeah, it's not easy." Xiao Yi said with a smile, but a divine light was shining in his eyes, "One day, when you truly stand at the top, no one in this world can force you."

Shi Tai nodded, looked at Xiao Yi, and said seriously: "There will be such a day."

Immediately, the two of them stopped talking and stepped into the void towards the Sky City. As soon as they were ten miles away from the Sky City, they were noticed. When they found out that they were Xiao Yi, the entire Sky City was filled with confusion.

It fell silent at an alarming speed. When Xiao Yi and Xiao Yi approached the place three miles away, the entire ancient city was almost silent.

Before entering the city, Xiao Yi stopped because at the gate of the city, which was as white as snow, a swordsman sat cross-legged. This was a young swordsman, wearing a gray animal robe. He looked ordinary and had a peaceful temperament. He just looked like that

When his closed eyes opened, it seemed as if the whole world had become dazzling. Xiao Yi stopped, his eyes were slightly stern, knowing that he had encountered a master.

A truly powerful swordsman, even stronger than the previous Young Clan Leader of the Chixiong Division. It belongs to Xiao Yi's intuition, and his luck is so strong that he also feels a hint of crisis. (It's stuck, the plot has been set, that's it

I can't write it out, the coding is very stiff, and I'm feeling a little unwell today. My throat is coughing up blood for no reason, as if there's something blocked. I'll go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow morning. It's just one chapter today, so please forgive me.)


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