Two magic tricks and one sword, Nanzhao Jindan, who was on the same level as Lu Xichen, died of hatred.

From the stands of Han Yu Sect, cheers like tsunamis came from the mountains and tsunamis. The century-old green sky was the time when the bright jade shone brightly in the world!

The disciples of Hanyu Sect were cheering, and the elders of Hanyu Sect were smiling. Only the leader of Hanyu Sect, Lu Zimo, closed his eyes in pain.

Perhaps those disciples could not see the truth about Lu Xichen's first game, but Lu Zimo, as the Nascent Soul, could see clearly that Lu Xichen clearly deceived his opponent with the level of the Jade Sword, and then accidentally killed him. The Jindan monk named Zhao was not careless or lacking in strength, but died on the opponent's cunning.

His disciples would not have such a vicious mind, nor would they do anything to do when fighting. It was clearly a cruel heart that an old monster who had been struggling in the cruel world of cultivation for many years should have.

In Hanyu Sect, there is only Lu Zimo who knows the truth about Lu Xichen's body being taken over, except Grandma Ji. If Lu Xichen's body being taken over was not Ji Yanting, Lu Zimo would even kill the other party to avenge his beloved disciple.

The former God-transforming power of Han Yu Sect, with the identity of Dan, all the pain of Lu Zimo was buried in his heart.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a person of the same level died under the sword of Lu Xichen. This kind of battle not only made Han Yu Sect laugh and thunder, but also Cangyun Sect, Mu Family Lei Family, and even Nanzhao were shocked.

Su Haitang, who was sitting next to Lu Zimo, was different from other disciples at this time, and looked at Lu Xichen on the stage with a slightly frown.

The Tibetan Jade Sword, which was promoted to a high-level magic weapon, was from the hands of this elder of the Dharma-giving Sword, but Su Haitang was not sure what method Lu Xichen used to change the breath of the Tibetan Jade Sword, which had reached a high-level magic weapon, into the breath of the intermediate-level magic weapon. When Lu Xichen sacrificed the flying sword, Su Haitang was shocked.

Three cloud towers. At midnight, few people dared to take the stage easily. On the cloud tower in Yuzhou, a young man holding a scroll stood proudly, looking extraordinary. It was Yunmengze, who was fooled by Youjianhai once.

This Yunmengze really lives up to the name of the high disciple of the Danwang Palace. Now his realm has reached the end of the Golden Pill. Opposite Yunmengze is another Jindan disciple of the Danwang Palace. Although the two seem to be dangerous, they are actually not dangerous. After all, they are the same sects. They don’t need to fight to the death to fight the strongest people between the same sects.

Yuntai in Yuzhou can be said to be the safest place. On Yuntai in Ningzhou, a Jindan sect of the Beast-Driving Sect was driving five black tigers to attack the opponent. It seems that some sects in Ningzhou are still a little dissatisfied with the status of the Beast-Driving Sect and want to completely defeat him in the Qingkong ring, but You Jianhai has not appeared for a long time.

The cloud platform in Qingzhou was stained red by the blood of Nanzhao monks, but soon the blood dripped into the sea through the ring condensed by clouds and mist. The white cloud platform was still spotless and there was no trace of blood.

"Brother Zhao!"

In the stands of Nanzhao, someone roared heart-wrenchingly, and a wave of spiritual power at the peak of the late stage of the Golden Pill suddenly spread out. A strong man in silver armor rushed to the Yuntai in a few steps, hugging the monk named Zhao who was killed by Lu Xichen and cried bitterly.

If it weren't for the death of his closest friend, no one would have lost his composure. The monks in the stands had some sympathy for the strong man in silver armor who took the stage, but Qingzhou Mingyu, who was standing opposite him, had no sympathy at all. He said coldly: "If you cry, go down from the cloud platform and cry. This is the battlefield, not your Nanzhao palace."

"Lu Xichen!" The strong man in silver armor shouted angrily: "I didn't expect Qingzhou Mingyu to be so vicious. He deceived my brother with the flying sword's stairs. Since a certain family is on stage, he will be on you for a while!"

He ordered people to transport the body of the monk named Zhao away. The strong man with silver armored eyes were red. Without saying a word, he activated his magic weapon to attack the woman opposite.

"Just a bunch of reckless men, hum!"

Lu Xichen snorted coldly, and with the sword technique, the Tibetan Jade Sword that reached the advanced magic weapon flew up and faced the opponent like a sword dragon.

It is rare for Jindan monks who can activate high-level magic weapons so skillfully. Even those old monks who have advanced to the late stage of Jindan for many years may not be able to do it. As soon as Lu Xichen came on stage, he attracted the attention and awe of all Qingzhou monks.

At a young age, extraordinary talent, proficient Taoism, countless sword-controlling methods, and extremely decisive killing intentions. If such a person grows up, there will probably be a real monster in the Qingzhou cultivator world.

The stronger Lu Xichen showed, the higher the cheers of Hanyu Sect's members would be. Only Lu Zimo and Su Haitang's eyebrows were never revealed.

In the stands of the Mu family, Mu Wu has been puzzled since seeing Lu Xichen killing Nanzhao so easily, and muttered alone: ​​"How come Lu Xichen's methods are so sophisticated? It shouldn't be the style of Mingyu in Qingzhou. With such means and strength, she wants to compete for the first person in Qingzhou's Golden Pill. Who dares to come to power? I'm afraid Bai Yi may not be able to get any benefits."

Mu Wu was watching Lu Xichen's method, and Xu Zhong was grinning at this time, sucking the air conditioner, and he couldn't help but thank the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

In fact, he wanted to go up and gesture before Lu Xichen even took the stage. After all, he was advanced to the late stage of the Golden Pill. Elder Xu also wanted to verify his strength. Even if he couldn't beat others, with Liu Xu's body skills, Xu Zhong did not think he had no life to escape from the cloud platform. As long as he retreated from the cloud platform, even if he was defeated, there would be no such thing as chasing him in the Qingkong.

Ever since seeing Lu Xichen killing a golden elixir so simply, and it was still a perfect ending in the later stage, Xu Zhong was completely frightened. At this time, he didn't dare to take another step towards the cloud platform when he was beaten to death.

Xu Zhong sat next to Bai Yi, and his teeth trembled and said, "Bai, Elder Bai, let's just bear it. That girl's movie is too evil, killing the same level is like playing..."

Just now, after Lu Xichen on the Yuntai performed five intermediate-level Taoist techniques one after another, he easily cut off the silver-armored man from Nanzhao from the high platform. The strong man who also reached the late stage of the Jindan fell into the sea, and his life and death were unknown.

"Who joins and dies!" Xu Zhong was about to stuff his hands into his mouth, and his voice began to tremble.

In fact, not only Xu Zhong, but almost all the Cangyun Sect members were afraid of the pretty woman on the Yuntai. Even the leader of Cangyun, Li Wenfeng, could not help but look at Lu Xichen with a different look. Not to mention the leader of Qingzhou, he was almost sure to win the title of the Golden Pill Realm in Qingkong.

Ni Qiuyu's eyes were full of worries. She didn't expect that in just a few years, Lu Xichen's strength had reached such a terrifying level. The stronger Lu Xichen's strength, Ni Qiuyu became more worried about Bai Yi's safety.

Since Lu Xichen took the stage, Bai Yi has been watching the Qingzhou Mingyu until the other party easily killed two of them at the same level. Bai Yi also roughly saw how far the soul that occupied Lu Xichen's body had reached.

"Is the soul who transforms into a god? I'm not a little person..."

In Bai Yi's soft whisper, two Nanzhao, who were killed in a row, were gradually silent. Although there were many golden elixirs in Nanzhao, not many people who reached the end of the golden elixir. The two who had appeared on stage before were already the best among Nanzhao's golden elixirs. Even they were easily killed. If they went on stage, they would basically die.

No one who can cultivate to the late stage of the Golden Pill is a fool. Who can still die foolishly even though he knows that he cannot do it?
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