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Yue Jing stood at the foot of the mountain and stared at the air with a stunned look. The Lingyun at the mountainside seemed to be stirred by the great power of the mountain, and it violently violently. Through the occasional gap, Yue Jing saw the stars.

Not bad!

It is the star!

It’s just that the stars are so close to the ground that it’s unbelievable.

The earth began to tremble and spread a crack. Yue Jing floated in the air and looked at the fairy fangs uncomfortably.

Within the fairy tales, at the top of the mountain.

Xu Ziyan is consuming the real yuan sharply, and the galaxy is constantly hitting the seven-story pagoda.

Finally, in the eighteenth impact, the colorful beads broke. Then the seven-story pagoda began to crack, collapse, and break. What followed was whether the whole mountain collapsed. A layer of reticle that was invisible in the air suddenly flowed in a colorful way, and then it was frozen like an instant, and finally shattered.

Xu Ziyan put away the jade flute, and the galaxies in the air smashed away. The monks looked down. At this time, the tower had disappeared without a trace, and the mountain was completely broken into a mound.

Wanliu Guizong and the twelve elephants were scattered, and everyone had a feeling of restoring the rest of their lives.

Does this break the seal of the ancient ruins?

Everyone looked around in confusion, and instantly felt that the surrounding Lingyun was volatilizing, and the aura of the silk rushed upward. Disappear.

The monks understand that the spirit cloud that is here will not take long, and the maximum concentration of three years will be the same as the concentration of aura outside. Restore some of the aura concentration on the vast continent.

"嗖~~"

A black figure instantly disappeared at the entrance to the ancient ruins.

"嗖~~"

Followed by another figure.

These two people are ghosts and witches.

Yue Jing looked at everything in front of him with a sigh of relief. He suddenly woke up with two voices, and his eyes revealed fear. He slammed into the place. Fly to the entrance to the ancient ruins.

At this time, Xu Ziyan refused to take care of the other. She had just broken through to the early days of Mahayana and had not had a stable realm. She had spent a lot of real power. If she could not replenish in time and stabilize the realm, she had the possibility of falling back to the late part of the distraction. Thus, Xu Ziyan was swept away. It fell on a mound, and Xu Jiashu and Ling Yijian also fell to the side of Xu Ziyan. They have come up with the drug and began to recover.

Everyone has also cultivated indiscriminately. Everyone knows that they are a rare opportunity in these three months. The aura here is too rich, almost liquid aura, without the slightest impurities, pure enough to be completely absorbed. Don't waste a trace.

At this time, Xu Ziyan had disappeared, and a Lingyun cloud was tightly attached to her body, as if a big cockroach wrapped her up. Xu Ziyan's body is rapidly repairing, the meridians are further widened, the musculoskeletal and internal organs are further strengthened, and the body's celestial strength is further strengthened. It turned out to be just a trace. Now it has become a glimpse. Within the space of purple smoke, the nebula rotates and moves on a daily basis. There was a day and night.

Xu Ziyan because of the epiphany of the universe. Although it is only a glimpse of a trace, but it is enough to make her **** grow to the realm of the late Mahayana, then the mental strength is not known to what extent. The aura in the ancient ruins is extremely rich, and a spiritual cloud wraps it like a substance. When did Xu Ziyan have had such an environmental practice?

So, in less than a month. Xu Ziyan will finally be rebuilt in the realm of the peak of Mahayana. At this time, the aura in the ancient ruins has dissipated by a third, and Xu Ziyan slowly opened his eyes. She also tried to hit several times in the middle of the Mahayana, but none of them succeeded. She knew that her accumulation was not enough, but in the eyes of the public, she did not take Chaos Dan, so she had to stop.

Looking around and looking around, his face revealed a happy color. When the disciples of their own family came to the ancient ruins, they all broke through to the beginning of distraction. The monks such as Lu Guangtian and the re-installed Taoist were just the peak of distraction. But nowadays, the early peaks of the distraction, such as Lu Guangtian and the re-installed Taoist, have already broken through to the peak of distraction, and the monks in the early days of distraction have also broken into the middle of distraction.

Xu Lin broke into the late part of the distraction, Ling Yijian, Yang Lingxi, the son of the forging broke into the middle of the distraction, Fan Haixin also broke into the early days of distraction.

And hope is that the cultivation of the old monsters who do not know how many millions of years, the accumulation of deep, even broke through to the late Mahayana. It’s just that he hasn’t reached the peak of Mahayana’s later period, but with his deep cultivation, I’m afraid that if he opens another ancient relic, he will reach the peak of the Mahayana period and break the last layer of barriers and fly away.


And the 20 small ancient vines, ten have reached the half-step Mahayana period, and the other ten have reached the late stage of distraction. This can not help but let Xu Ziyan envy and be jealous. These ancient vines, like hope, accumulate too deeply, otherwise it is impossible to reach this level.

The Yanshan soul is equally astonishing. He had just broken through to the early days of Mahayana, and he had already reached the peak of the Mahayana mid-term, and at this time he was still practicing there, absorbing the aura here and refining the body of the dragon. Xu Ziyan can feel it. The momentum on his body is constantly improving. It seems that he is doing the final accumulation and preparing to attack the late Mahayana.

Xiaobai stepped into the ranks of the tenth-order monsters without any suspense.

Xu Ziyan turned to look around, and his eyes swept through the monks of the Mahayana.

The solitary smoke of Ximen slammed into the realm of the late Mahayana, and Yan Xingyun broke through to the mid-term peak of the Mahayana. Wang Woyun and Yunfeifeng reached the middle of the Mahayana. Bai Xiyan seemed to have just broken through the early days of Mahayana and then came to the Central Plains. The realm of the realm was not stable, so her cultivation at this time reached the peak of the peak of Mahayana, as long as After accumulating to a certain extent, the state of mind will be upgraded to the mid-term of the Mahayana, and it will be able to break through to the middle of the Mahayana.

At this time, the demon emperor was at a critical juncture. He was trying to break through the barriers in the middle of the Mahayana. Xu Ziyan glanced at his momentum and knew that he could break through to the middle of the Mahayana in the middle of the journey.

Xu Ziyan’s gaze looked at the fire dance. When she saw the fire dance, she woke up and looked at her side. She has already reached the peak of distraction.

Fire dance saw Xu Ziyan looked over, smiled and shook hands at Xu Ziyan, Xu Ziyan also smiled and returned. The sound of fire dancing came from the ear:

"Ziyan, can we talk about it alone?"

"Good!" Xu Ziyan nodded immediately, and she also wanted to talk to the fire dance alone.

Seeing Xu Ziyan promised, the fire dance would step toward the distance. Xu Ziyan also walked out of the Xu family and walked slowly toward the fire dancing in the distance.

Everyone saw the fire dance and Xu Ziyan's move, his eyes flashed, and there was no speech. Bai Xiyan looked at the back of Xu Ziyan and the fire dance. The eyes were flashing, and turned slightly, looking at the fire dancing man.

At this time, there were only twenty-six people left in the fire dance, and there was a night dream. Bai Xiyan’s voice is in the ear of night’s dream:

"Clean dreams, you must agitate the people under the fire dancers and kill Xu Ziyan, completely intensifying the contradiction between the fire family and the Xu family. Xu family is too close to the oriental Xiuxian world, it will be our future trouble."

The night dream nodded, and immediately gathered the flame people together, and told me that the fire dance had just left, let them tell them. She did not say what it was, but went with the twenty-five flame monks in the other direction. Picking a variety of herbs while walking.

When everyone looked at it, they all reacted in time. Every one of them started to act. However, no one doubts the night's dreams, and no one is worried about Xu Ziyan. Because Xu Ziyan is now a monk in the early days of Mahayana, and the fire dance is only a monk in distraction. It is dangerous and fire dance, not a purple smoke. Therefore, even the hope that others do not have any concerns, but also eager to pick herbs.

When the night dreams with those flame monks away from the crowd, disappeared after the trace. She gathered the monks around her and said, pressing down the voice:

"Everyone, just the young patriarchs sent me a message, let us go to the minority patriarchs for a while. Xu Ziyan killed more than 10,000 of our fire family, this hatred can not be reported. Today is the death of Xu Ziyan."

The night dreams swept over the crowd with excitement, and then said: "The young patriarchs have already led Xu Ziyan alone, and I will go first. I have a fairy charm that will control Xu Ziyan. After that, we can kill her. Revenge for our dead people."

"Revenge! Revenge!" Twenty-five fire monks pressed their voices down.

The night dreams put the hands down, and everyone calmed down. These people are very trusting in the night dreams, because the patriarchs are very respectful of the night dreams, and now she has proposed revenge for the tribes, so these flame monks have no doubt.

"For a while, I will go first, you will keep a distance with me, so as to avoid the suspicion of purple smoke, and with vigilance, it will make me not good at starting."

"Yes!" The monks of the flames replied with a low voice. The face is full of excitement.

At this time, Xu Ziyan and the fire dance have moved away from the crowd. Two people stand under an old tree and stand opposite each other.

The two men looked at each other for a long time, and the fire dance finally sighed one voice: "Ziyan, it is my grandfather who went to attack Xu family. He is called a fierce patriarch who is a flame."

Xu Ziyan’s expression did not change at all, and he still looked at Xu Ziyan calmly. Seeing the calm look of Xu Ziyan, the look of the fire dance is even more bitter:

"Ziyan, you... already know it already?"

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