Xiao Shang Mountain, Piaoxue Peak, on a rugged snow-white rock, Xiang Yang stood barefoot, wrapped around him by an invisible air shield. Lightning sparks flashed on the surface of the air shield, and the wind and snow slapped it, turning into steam and floating without a trace.

"The magical skill of wedding dress, three parts of the Yuan Qi, is an extremely conflicting attribute, but now under the harmony of the Tian Si Silkworm Qi, it gradually becomes smoother and its skills are getting to the next level."

Xiang Yang's divine light was bright and his breath was vigorous. He suddenly let out a long roar and his palm was pushed out.

A red palm print rose from the void in the wind, bursting masculine, and it was as hot as magma, and the snow on the baked mountain peaks turned into boiling hot water.

Stepping under his feet, the snow-white giant rock was entangled by a squeaking electric flower, and it was instantly smashed into pieces. The stone powder floated, and a circle of white air waves burst out under the gravel. It was centered on Xiangyang's body, and it was ten meters in radius. It all collapsed half a meter in depth. As the snowflakes splashed everywhere, through the golden cracked stone.

"Three points return to the vitality."

Xiang Yang stood in the air, temporarily stagnating, with his hands in front of his chest, his palms facing each other, and a transparent circular water ball turned, and the endless frost clouds and wind aura merged into the water ball from the void, increasing its power infinitely.

The next moment, Xiang Yang lifted the water ball horizontally and pushed the sky, as if a giant pushed the mountain. The vast three-pointer energy became stronger and stronger as it rotated, and the wind and snow in the sky burst into the air.

In an instant, the wind gushed, the wind and clouds changed color, and even the clouds above the head seemed to be hit by a gap. The sun above the dome sky emitted a bit of mottled golden light from the gaps in the clouds, reflecting on Xiang Yang, as if it was a god.

At this moment, Xiang Yang had a vast power brewing in every move, almost having the extraordinary style that matched Tang Wuyi that day, and it was enough to compete with the other party without having to be evil.

After cultivating the innate wedding dress, Xiang Yang asked himself that the constraints on him had been reduced to the limit. No matter where he was, he could have enough means to maintain his combat power.

Of course, the most important thing is that the cultivation of the magical skill of wedding dress has in turn encouraged the three-point Guiyuan Qi and the Tianyan Qi, which Xiang Yang unexpectedly.

His fundamental technique is actually the Nine Changes of the Heavenly Silkworm. The Heavenly Silkworm Qi is infinitely mysterious, with varied natures, and almost as powerful as creation.

For example, he can use the Tian Silkworm Qi to convert the three-point return energy, and can also convert the wedding dress magical skills. The fact is that the original wedding dress magical skills are a bit dragging on their backs, resulting in the power of his true qi being weak.

It's like two innate masters who get a acquired slag in the middle of two innate masters. The two innate drag one acquired slag to compare with three innate masters, so they are naturally incomparable.

When Xiang Yang created the innate version of the wedding dress magic, all problems were solved.

Even Xiang Yang himself did not expect that his martial arts power would soar to this level in a short period of time.

Whether it is the heavenly silkworm energy or the three-part return energy, the nature has been taken to the next level, including the magical skill of wedding dress.

At this moment, the three are at the same level, flowing and transforming each other, without any restraints and perfection.

It can be said that his strength was originally severely weakened, but it was not unblocked until now, but he himself did not expect it.

"So I am in the most perfect state now. I have a small spiritual success, my true energy is incomplete, and I am quite lonely."

Xiang Yang slowly fell from the air, feeling a good mood, and making a joke on his own.

Just as I looked at the wonder of Xiao Shang Mountain, the world, and the world was white everywhere, I suddenly turned to look at the foot of the mountain, where two figures were rapidly going up the mountain.

"Master, this is the money-guard from the God's Sect. He said he wants to go up the mountain to find you."

Han Yi was leading Constable Jin Zhang up the mountain. At this moment, he looked at Xiang Yang with humility. His head was so low that he could almost touch his chest and his heart beat rapidly.

A few days ago, he and Fang Jing discovered that Sun Tao was missing, disappeared, no one was seen alive, and no corpse could be seen when he died.

Sun Tao's red copper tripod fell into Xiang Yang's hands, and the two of them knew very well what this meant.

He had long guessed that one day, because some of Sun Tao's performances were a great provocation for any superior, especially his favorite to take action.

Just now, he saw the power of Xiang Yang practicing magic skills on the top of the mountain again, and he almost didn't dare to betray or betray him at all. It was too easy for Xiang Yang to kill him.

"Mr. Xiang, Qian was ordered by Lord Ding this time to discuss a major event with you."

The person who spoke was the Constable Jin Zhang whom he had suggested to Ding Hui before, his surname was Qian.

The old man looked at Xiang Yang with his eyes full of shock and obedience, and the joy in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Just now, the sky and the earth changed, the clouds were incomplete, and under the golden light, he could see clearly.

This martial arts seem to have improved a lot compared to that in the dungeon at that time. It seems that Lord Xiang has gained a lot from the three magical skills given to him by the God-Catching Sect, and now he is more confident.

The detective named Jin Zhang of Qian knew Xiang Yang. He was one of the three leaders who guarded the dungeon of Shangjun at that time. He was very respectful to him at the time and had some friendship.

This person's martial arts skills are pretty good, but he is too old and loses his spirit and his combat power is greatly reduced.

"Mr. Ding, is it the famous red arrester sent by the General Captain of the Gods to the head? Come with me."

Xiang Yang waved Han Yi to retreat, and he took the old detective to stroll on Piaoxue Peak, and soon learned about the cause and effect of the matter.

"Ding Hui, Ding Chun's grandson? It turns out that he has this relationship with Liuyin. It seems that Chai Jun has some tricks."

Xiang Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was indeed a large family with many relationships, which made people envious.

As for the location of the Shangjun God's Capture Sect, he didn't want to answer, but he didn't dare to answer.

Who knows if Liuyin will be stuttering in the head, and then reappear the deeds of killing Mingguan, and killing the person sitting in that position?

If it were Ding Hui, he not only had the love he had at the beginning, but also represented an extremely top force in Yongzhou.

Back then, the dream of the Red Mansion was drunk on the Spring and Autumn Period. Except for Yuan Huaiyi and Taozui who had no future, the remaining five had families and careers.

The ancestors were close friends as close as brothers, and the families were also helping each other.

For example, if Ding Hui asks for something, the other four clans will not only help the clan, but will also support him. This is not something that Xiang Yang, the lonely one, can compare with.

Not to mention that the five families have also developed new relationship networks, such as the marriage between the Su family and the Yuwen family, which is also aided.

"As for the three battles agreement, to be honest, now that my martial arts are making great progress, I want to find a suitable master to weigh it.

On that day, I borrowed the evil god's strength and the help of Xiao Shangshan Mountain was still suppressed by Tang Wuyi. Even if the other party had not consumed too much, I would have lost. I wanted to compete with the other party again this time."

With a thought, the wordless heavenly book in Xiang Yang's mind triggered the task again.
Chapter completed!