The value of a void stone can be measured by divine gold, and it is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.
Xiao Yi looked from afar, and saw that both the human warriors and the immortal warriors were stationed dozens of miles away from here. The two forces faced each other far away, and neither of them moved rashly.
Today's Xiao Yi is no longer the young man who first entered the ancient land. Today, every inch of his muscles and bones contains amazing power. If placed in the era of science and technology, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a humanoid nuclear bomb.
Xiao Yi felt the pressure, because the powerful immortals not far away were already approaching. They were obviously aware of Jian Wuwu's movements. Although the fluctuations of the Void Stone were suppressed by Jian Wuwu, the fluctuations of the formation had escaped.
But the eyes of a caring person.
Groan!
A ray of purple sword light penetrated the vacuum like a blazing sun. In an instant, dozens of powerful immortals stopped, their pupils shrank, and a blood line appeared on their necks. Finally, a large amount of immortal blood spurted out, in front of them,
The figure of a young man in a green shirt emerged.
Jian Qingsheng!
Xiao Yi's eyes flashed. This young man was stronger than before. He seemed to have broken through the realm and entered a higher level. Moreover, Xiao Yi also felt a strong Taoist charm in him, with a middle-level physique.
, coupled with the way of thunder, this is a master who is not weaker than the Six Saints of Tianyun. However, for Xiao Yi now, as long as he has not entered the realm of Bone Tempering Perfection, he is confident enough to suppress him.
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"You are not dead." Jian Qingsheng looked at Xiao Yi, a strange color flashed in his eyes. Then he looked Xiao Yi up and down and seemed to have discovered something, "You have been promoted to the bone tempering realm."
Xiao Yi didn't have any good impressions of Jian Qingsheng. This boy was born in the Thunder Sword Army. He was born with a gaze that looked down on the people of the world. In his heart, he didn't look down on other human races except the Thunder Sword Army, especially Xiao Yi who was born in a small tribe.
In his opinion, there is really no other explanation for the promotion of the young and powerful man to where he is now except luck.
Therefore, Xiao Yi was not angry about Jian Qingsheng's words. He just chuckled and ignored them. Jian Qingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly and walked towards Xiao Yi. He said: "Okay, I will guard the north.
You go aside and don't let some weak immortals approach. If you can't stop them, just let them come."
As soon as Jian Qingsheng said this, people in all directions of Zhenxian Cave. The eyes of some human rangers suddenly became strange. Their eyes wandered between the two of them, but they all remained silent in tacit agreement.
"You are still so arrogant." Xiao Yi spoke for the first time, his eyes were calm and his dark eyes were bright, looking at Jian Qingsheng in front of him.
The footsteps suddenly stopped, Jian Qingsheng's eyes were like swords, and a terrifying sharp energy burst out of his body. Pointing at Xiao Yi in the distance, the air roared. The pieces were broken like cracked silk, and the pieces were also slightly twisted.
vacuum barrier.
"You are talking to me." Jian Qingsheng stared at Xiao Yi, his gaze threatening, like a sword, slaying the spirit.
Xiao Yi chuckled and said: "I think there is no second person in front of me."
A dangerous aura gradually appeared in Jian Qingsheng's eyes. The sharp aura in his body became stronger and stronger, and there was even a sonorous sound of swords in the void. With this amazing sword edge, even Xiao Yi had to
I admired in my heart that this person's swordsmanship is indeed not weak, and he has understood the true and complete sword intention.
call!
After a few breaths, this sharp aura receded like water, but the sword light in Jian Qingsheng's eyes became stronger, restrained in the depths of his pupils, as if two purple stars were spinning, and the dangerous aura on his body was stronger than before.
It's thicker.
"I'll give you a chance." Jian Qingsheng looked at the five-color magic gun in Xiao Yi's hand, "Put this gun down and leave here. In front of Zhenxian Cave, this is not the time to deal with family affairs. After today, I will not be slow
I’ll settle the matter with you soon.”
"You want me to put down the gun?" Xiao Yi suddenly sneered, "You two, father and son, are really carved out of the same mold. Even if your father took action that day, he couldn't take it away from me. Who do you think you are? Do you think you are the same person?"
If you have an extraordinary background and great talent, you can look down on everyone in the world. If the gun is here, you must have the life to get it."
"Yes, this Jian Qingsheng is too much."
"When has it happened that our own people are still making things difficult for our own people? I have long been disgusted with these younger generations of the Thunder Sword Clan. They all have "I am the best in the world" written all over their faces!"
"Although this Jian Qingsheng is strong, I'm afraid he is still no match for the Heaven-Slaying Spear. Four of the Six Saints of Tianyun died. Does this Jian Qingsheng think he is stronger than the Six Saints of Tianyun?"
Why Jian Qingsheng couldn't catch these sounds, he was also shocked. He originally got the news that the fifth holy son among the Six Saints of Tianyun died in Xiao Yi's hands. He always thought that Xiao Yi used some special method
He used various tactics to successfully attack and kill the Fifth Holy Son, and several inner disciples of Tianyun Sect were also killed. But what he didn't expect was
, three more Holy Sons died just now. With everyone watching, there is no way to lie.
Jian Qingsheng never expected that Xiao Yi would become so powerful after not seeing him for a short period of time. Even he, when pursued by the Six Saints of Tianyun, could only retreat and could not directly attack him.
Of course, the Six Saints of Tianyun did not dare to be alone, otherwise they would be defeated by him one by one.
However, today, he has had an adventure in the ancient battlefield and obtained a half-step king-level soul pill. His cultivation has advanced to a level that is unparalleled. If the original Six Saints of Tianyun had a piece of human bone in their hands,
With soldiers in hand, he may not be able to defeat them in one fell swoop.
At the thought of this, Jian Qingsheng's eyes became colder and his heart became more intense. The five-color divine spear in Xiao Yi's hand was made of five kinds of divine gold. Among them, the purple lightning divine gold was more powerful than the thunder gold he had originally obtained.
It's even more precious than anyone else. As long as you can get this five-color divine spear, after re-smelting it, it won't be difficult to forge swords.
However, just when Jian Qingsheng was about to take action, a cold voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, and the air was frozen at this moment. People around the Zhenxian Cave, both human and immortal, could not help but shrink their necks.
, then it was not the cold air, but the murderous aura that was as solid as ice, which gave rise to such a vision.
I saw a young man in purple walking slowly in the fairy mist that was shattered by Jian Wuwu. His steps were not fast, but every step he took seemed to fall into Jian Qingsheng's heart. He would never know that kind of rhythm.
Forgetting, at this moment, he seemed to have seen a ghost, staring at that figure.
"Jian Jingtian!"
"Not bad!" Jian Jingtian's eyes were as bright as ice, and his whole body was sharp. Every time he took a step, his aura became stronger. All this aura converged into a terrifying invisible edge, locking him from a distance.
On Jian Qingsheng.
"You're not dead!" Jian Qingsheng took a deep breath to calm himself down, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves.
Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, that familiar face merged with the childish face from two years ago, the murderous intent in Jian Jingtian's eyes surged to an extreme, and the sharp aura in his body turned from invisible to tangible,
The edge wrapped around the purple electricity, forming a sharp air sword thirty feet high above his head. The terrifying sword intent swept across all directions, thundering in the void, and a purple iron chain could be seen in the sharp air sword.
If you look carefully at the iron chain, you will see that it is made up of small purple swords. This is the sharp edge of the sword, and it belongs to the Taoist magic chain of the small master of the sword.
"Jian Qingsheng, do you really think that I will be trapped in the Zixiao thunder dust formation forever?" Jian Jingtian snorted coldly, "You are so brave, you actually used the Six Saints of Tianyun to chase you, and then
You killed someone with a borrowed knife and led me into the purple sky thunder and dust formation. Do you really think you did it perfectly? You must know that the sky net is vast and there is no leakage!"
What!
There was an explosion in all directions of Zhenxian Cave. Many human race rangers were all staring at Jian Jingtian. Although two years was not long, it was not short either. Life and death on the road to heavenly soldiers was unpredictable. Therefore, except for the Thunder Sword clan warriors,
, there are very few people who stay on the Heavenly Soldier Road for more than two years. Despite this, there are still some elders with advanced cultivation who have recalled some things.
"I once heard that the elder of the Thunder Sword Clan has a son named Jian Jingtian, but he disappears and disappears, and few people know his true identity."
"Two years ago, on the Tianbing Road, hundreds of thousands of troops suddenly clashed several times in a row, resulting in numerous casualties. I had already suspected it."
Someone who is interested thinks of some anomalies two years ago, and they know clearly what the Purple Sky Thunder Dust Formation is. Now looking at the pure Purple Sky Thunder Sword Intent on Jian Jingtian, they still can't guess the cause and effect. They look at each direction one by one.
Jian Qingsheng's eyes suddenly changed. It was normal for the same clan to fight. Even bloodshed occasionally happened. However, it was hard to imagine that such deliberate and ruthless attacks would come from such a young man. What's more, two years ago,
How old is this boy?
"Shut up!" Jian Qingsheng snarled coldly, "Jian Jingtian, as the young clan leader, you should be careful with your words and don't spit on anyone!"
Jian Qingsheng said, but his eyes were inconspicuously glanced at Jian Wuwang above the Zhenxian Cave. He saw Jian Wuwang fixing his eyes on the black stone ground, constantly measuring, and driving in pieces of low-grade jade stones, and even middle-grade jade stones.
In the stone ground, a series of pitch-black formations were outlined, and formations of faint light were connected with each other. The void movement formation was no small matter. At the moment, Jian Wuwu seemed not to care about anything else, and had fallen into a state of forgetfulness.
With his mind fixed, Jian Qingsheng calmed down and said calmly: "Young Clan Chief, your escape from the trap is a blessing to my Thunder Sword Clan. I did set up the purple sky thunder and dust formation that day, but it was not for the purpose of trapping you.
Young Patriarch, I was chased by the Six Saints of Tianyun back then and panicked. As for how the Young Patriarch entered the formation I had set up before, I have no idea. I wonder if the Young Patriarch saw me setting up the formation around you.
I am deliberately surrounded and killed. If you accuse me of such a big crime just based on some speculations, I am afraid that Qingsheng cannot bear it. I would like to ask all the commanders to uphold justice for me." (Please subscribe and vote monthly!)