Fantasy: On the first day of divorce, double pupils will be rewarded

At this time, in Luofeng Mountain, among the jungles, there were figures shuttling through the forest, with surging auras, and the lowest ones were all Qi Refining Grade [-].

"I just noticed a majestic spiritual pressure, I am afraid it is a spiritual treasure above the fifth rank!!"

"Such a vision was born, someone must have obtained the Lingbao one step earlier!!"

"No matter who it is, you must use all your strength to snatch it. After all, there are very few spirit treasures above the fifth rank, and no one below the blood-moving state can compete!!"

With greed, longing, and anger, countless cultivators are frantically looking for the "great fortune" who has the opportunity.

……

An open mountain pass boundary.

36 figures landed here.

Everyone carries a long black sword on their backs.

White shirt, black sword, typical Tiancang Sword School attire, white for holiness, black for killing.

It is a sect with extreme personalities, and it has cultivated countless wonderful swordsmen.

But the disgraceful thing is that the Tiancang Sword Sect likes to bully the few with the more.

No matter men, women, young or old, as long as they meet the disciples of the Tiancang Sword Sect, few of them will be able to escape the siege alive.

One of them has been passed down throughout the Ziqing Sanctuary to this day.

The second-rate sect of the Kuangquan sect, with hundreds of people entering the world, met Feng Qingyang, a highly talented disciple of the Tiancang Sword Sect.

Relying on the large number of people, they plundered all Feng Qingyang's property.

As everyone knows, that night, Feng Qingyang brought more than ten thousand sword cultivators, including three elders.

Without even saying hello, a sword split open the Anger Cliff of Kuangquan Zong, shocking the world!

That elder is Feng Qingyang's master: Taoist Tianjian.

Overnight, there was no chicken or dog left in the Wild Boxing School!
The blood of cultivator Kuangquan alone has gathered into a river of blood.

Seven days and seven nights, the blood energy has not dissipated!

therefore.

Along the way, anyone who met the monks of the Tiancang Sword Sect was very taboo, for fear of being beheaded by these madmen.

"Senior Brother Feng Yu, the aura I felt just now is definitely right, it is the sword intent singing, above the fifth rank!"

"Hey... Lingbao that can attract the strange colors of heaven and earth is really rare. If it can become my weapon, Tiancang Sword Sect, I will be the Taoist!"

Crazy, crazy to the limit!

The person named Feng Yu is the most favored son of the Tiancang Sword Sect's outer sect.

At the age of ten, he comprehended the sword intent of the Hundred Paths.

Entered the sword spirit space at the age of 12, and had a dialogue with the sword spirit.

Now at the age of 16, the level of cultivation has moved blood, and the level of sword has reached an extremely terrifying level!

"Brother Feng Yu has obtained such a magical weapon, and even in the inner sect, he will be able to occupy a place at that time!"

"What are you talking about? One seat, I am afraid that you can comprehend the Tiancang sword body, and compete with other talents in the sanctuary for the ranking list!"

"Tiancang sword body has not been comprehended for a hundred years. I heard that comprehending this kind of sword body can compete with the Daozi of Ziqing Sanctuary!"

Feng Yu was very satisfied.

His goal is far from becoming the number one in the outer sect, or becoming a Daoist of the Tiancang Sword Sect.

It is to compete with the top Tianjiao in the world!
Because, this is a general trend of dragons devouring the sky, and the arrogance who can survive will surely become a top-level power like the emperor, the ancestor of Taoism, and the goddess of heaven in the future.

As for Feng Yu's sword, the younger generation called him: Kuang Jian!

"I have to obtain such magical weapons! At that time, I will enter the inner sect as the number one in the outer sect, crush all the way, and I will surely reach the top of the Tiancang Sword Sect's youngest number one position. Isn't it a good thing?"

Feng Yu said proudly.

He likes to step on the corpse of a genius to climb to the top, so that he will have a sense of accomplishment.

"I'm so in awe!"

All the disciples flattered their ears endlessly.

Just while they were chatting.

A white light suddenly fell from the sky, and it happened to land a kilometer in front of Feng Yu.

Looking at the situation, it seems that...

Seriously injured?

"Who came, but got the opportunity of Luofeng Mountain?"

Feng Yu looked the woman up and down, and praised her.

Although this woman is covered with a light veil, the nobility hidden between her brows cannot be pretended by ordinary people.

Moreover, Feng Yu looked carefully, but he couldn't see the cultivation level of this woman.

However, he was not afraid, and even wanted to kiss Fangze.

After all, there are still a few bottles of potent pills on hand, as long as they are subdued, even a phoenix will have to kneel under the young master's crotch!

"A member of the Tiancang Sword Sect?"

The woman frowned, feeling that the aura in her body was about to collapse, and it had reached a critical point.

You must not act rashly.

How about revealing your identity?

After thinking about it carefully, he held back, if he let the other party know his identity, he would die today.

After all, Xuanyuan Daozong and Tiancang Sword Sect have always been at odds.

dilemma!

She really hated it, if she hadn't fought against that fifth-order monster, how could she have fallen into such a predicament?
But why are there so many monks entering Luofeng Mountain today?
"Hahaha...! Today, I will spend the night with my master, and then I will let you live!"

Feng Yu laughed jokingly.

It can be seen that this beautiful woman has hurt her vitality...

Is my luck too good? ?
"Shameless!"

The woman was so angry that her face turned blue and white.

Normally, she would have killed this shameless lunatic with a single slap.

But today...

Only use that trick.

But it takes a lot of vitality, and the cultivation base will regress, and you have to retreat for a whole year.

What's more, she still has many important things to do!
How can this be good?

……

the other side.

Han Ding tried hard to find the trace of Destiny's heroine.

as fast as possible,

They searched within a radius of thirty miles for half an hour.

No 'suspicious woman' found?
But met Ji Yang, wandered in the mountains, suspicious, and found a few low-grade elixir?

Looking at its whereabouts, it is the best return route pointed out by Venerable Yao.

It is also the road with the most traffic out of Luofeng Mountain!
"Good boy, be very cautious!"

"Let you take your time, I finally got the chance!"

"Mistress of Destiny, mine!"

Han Ding's eyes were burning.

The next moment, his figure exploded and disappeared into the dense forest.

suddenly.

The running steps stopped.

In front, 36 white-clothed sword cultivators surrounded a 'beautiful woman' in a light yellow dress.

Just looking at the back, Han Ding was deeply attracted.

"But... how do I get on stage??"

"Like Yang Guo saving the little dragon girl... or like Lu Fei saving Nami?"

Just when Han Ding was thinking.

Discover a subtle movement!
"No, the heroine of Destiny is casting a forbidden spell!??"

My thoughts turned.

Saving people is like putting out a fire, so why not?
Immediately.

There was a thunder on the ground, and a deep voice resounded all over the field: "Presumptuous!!"

"A group of young people besieging weak women, Xuanyuan Taoist disciples, how can they stand by and watch?!"

Only listen to its voice, not see its person.

Domineering, loud and full of righteous indignation!

"Who, who dares to be called invincible??"

"In front of me, Feng Yu, you are a scum!!"

Feng Yu glanced around.

But it was discovered that there was a figure looming in the forest in the distance.

Even the woman frowned slightly, but her heart was filled with ecstasy.

He is a disciple of Xuanyuan Daozong!
I am saved!
How many years has this feeling of dependence not appeared?

An iceberg-like state of mind.

At this moment, a sliver of ice had already been pried open.

Anticipation, touch, desire, all kinds of complex emotions linger in my heart.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine!"

Han Ding's voice appeared next to her ears, his tone full of concern.

At the same time, a luck reminder was displayed in front of Han Ding:

【Name: Tian Qiaoer (Xuanyuan Daoist female Daoist)】

【Colorful Luck-Prisoner Dragon State: My fate is up to me】

[Special luck: the third beauty in "Beauty List"]

A rare look of surprise appeared on Tian Qiaoer's face.

"An inner disciple of Xuanyuan Daozong?"

"Why have I never seen..."

Thoughts reverberated, which elder's disciple is it?