In the late stage of the Concentration, the young boy who had just broken through the late stage of the Concentration also dared to act wildly in front of him. Wang Qian glanced at a ruthless look at the corner of his mouth, and his left hand was flat, "Crack", the throat-locking sword appeared strangely in his palm. The small sword was not big, like a dagger, with a hook-shaped top, a dark blue color glowing, and a bright red left at the tip of the throat, which was extremely charming!

Poison, mortals have the poison of Crane Head Red, and the poison is difficult to detach. This wisp of bright red is a hundred times more toxic than Crane Head Red. Even if a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill is infected by the blood breaking, he will die within a few breaths.

Let me send you back to the west! Wang Qian smiled gloomyly, looked at Mang Tianyu with his eyes narrowed, and the boy looked at the snake's eyes coldly looking for all the prey that might appear in his sight.

The two of them had a crack in their eyes and shattered, and Wang Qian's body suddenly activated. At the same time, Mang Tianyu seemed to guess the other party's thoughts. His arm raised, and the short and delicate gray feather sword flashed a dazzling glow, and quickly stabbed Wang Qian's shoulder.

The two were taller than a piece, and the speed of attack was Mang Tianyu, even more so, that he could not compare with the early stage master of the Golden Pill. The Throat Sword and Thunder raid came in an instant, and his heart was filled with surprise. The boy was careless and dared to compete with himself for speed and ruthlessness. Do you really think he was so strong that he was so arrogant?

A hint of color appeared in the corner of Wang Qian's eyes.

laugh!

The throat-locking sword penetrated Mang Tianyu's outer armor and left deep blood marks on his left shoulder.

"Puff."

The sound was extremely strange. The tip of Mangtianyu sword picked up a plum blossom, the light flowed, and it was blooming brightly. The arm shook gently, and the delicate petals scattered. For a moment, the sword energy around the periphery was pulled, and the sword rain sprinkled down the sky.

How is it possible? The boy’s goal is not himself!

Wang Qian was completely stunned!

The formation suddenly stagnated, and in an instant, the sword lights of Langyi and others fell down.

Is the boy committing suicide? The poisonous gas attacks the heart. He doesn't believe that Mang Tianyu will have any chance of life. With a long roar, Wang Qian burst out with amazing energy. The air wave is centered on him and suddenly spreads outward. Countless sword rains hit the air waves, forming a strange strangulation state, with thick clouds rolling and broken rain flying.

The vicious aura in his eyes became stronger, and the formation was chaotic, and bloody battles were inevitable.

At this moment, a touch of ferociousness appeared on Wang Qian's face.

Bloodthirsty, he likes it!

A black pill was spit out by him, his gloomy face was like a tiger and wolf, and his big mouth was opened. The sword pill transformed into a wind and saw a long sword light dragging out ten meters away. The Langyi team, which was hit hard, immediately felt the wonderful pressure, and his voice was like crying and complaining, captivating the soul. The black sword light shone with a faint light, coming very quickly, Hui Xuncheng could not dodge. He was about to be hit, Langyi's cold iron sword was blocked with a "crack".

The body swayed like a lightning strike, Lavida almost couldn't help but fall back.

What a strong force!

Jindan took action and it was indeed quite powerful!

The sword intent spreads, its sharpness is sharp, and a gloomy aura flows over dozens of meters around it. The dissipation of the sword light not only does not reduce the pressure of the crowd, but instead gives people a feeling of physical and mental decline, like a thorn stuck in the throat.

"The sword intent protection that activates the golden armor."

"Breathing is three long and two short."

"Be careful to be covered by black air, the sword is three inches tall in the middle of its eyebrows."

"Please be careful of wearing a light yellow battle robe. He is in the early stage of the Golden Pill."

....

The concentric necklace is really a wonderful magic weapon. It seems that the surrounding pressure is heavy. After everyone can communicate with each other, the tension suddenly disappears.

Feeling the strong murderous intent in his heart, Lavida's eyes curled slightly, and her body rushed out violently. Han Tiejian was protected by him again. Her arms were tightly held, and her muscles swelled, and a trace of fierceness appeared on her face. The invisible ground under her feet was shattered by him. The power broke out like a squirting flame.

A master facing a breakthrough in the Golden Pill Stage is unrepentant to be able to block his sword light. Unfortunately, before he broke through the Golden Pill Stage, he could not fight against him at all. It was tantamount to seek death. Wang Qian, with a leisurely mentality, looked at the five-person group of Lavida, his arms were slanted, and his throat-locking sword was firmly controlled by him, waiting for the chance to kill with one blow.

His body was like a sharp blade, passing through the frozen oil. The already disrupted formation was, under Mang Tianyu's full sprint, everyone in the Wang Qian team was in a panic, and they were all in a state of physical and mental state. But all this was extremely strange. Mang Tianyu, who suppressed the breath, was as comfortable as silently floating feathers, elusive as well as the direction of the action, and it was difficult to predict.

His purpose is very simple, to cut, to divide the opponent's whole into individuals one by one.

The unparalleled awkwardness filled everyone's heart. The almost weird boy, his arms flashed with a light purple color, the sword intent and his arms merged into one, the violent power was like thunder, and the silent silence suppressed his body and mind were dead.

After a sudden glance at the corner of his eyes, Wang Qian had a terrifying thought. How could the huge poison have no effect on the boy?

Mang Tianyu's injured shoulder was covered with a faint white light, and the black smoke was lingering inside, and the heart-wrenching black gas did not spread, which made Wang Qian quite puzzled. For the first time, Wang Qian had a dangerous idea, and the sudden appearance of this team was not simple.

City Lord's Mansion.

Xiao Mingyue's sea of ​​consciousness, the beads of the rice grain light emitted golden flames, floating up and down. Unlike when he first discovered the spirit core, its outer layer burned more comfortably, without a single sound, and its nearly transparent surface allowed Xiao Mingyue to clearly view the interior of the spirit core, but there was no obvious change in size.

Immersed in meditation, Xiao Mingyue felt a sense of peace in her heart. As the spiritual consciousness merged, the soft light spots scattered a faint purple-gold light, and strange thoughts appeared in her mind. The spiritual core also contained the Hunyuan sword intent?

With a thought, countless light spots were drawn out from the spiritual core. "Puff," purple smoke rose, emitting a scorching high temperature, and his body suddenly trembled.

laugh!

The light was like lightning, penetrated the void, and the endless sea of ​​consciousness spread out from the edges farther and farther away. What's going on? As the consciousness spreads, the unstoppable heat waves filled the whole body. The breath of washing the meridians and cutting the veins rolled to make Xiao Mingyue's blood boil, like a tart pill, something was constantly burning his body. As the progress deepened, the blood was transparent and faint, and bones as clear as glass made Xiao Mingyue dumbfounded.

An unreal illusion filled his mind, his "eyes" were bright and energetic, and he felt full of infinite power. At this moment, Xiao Mingyue only wanted to look down at the Changxiao Mountains and look down from a high altitude. The sudden widening of his vision made him inexplicably surprised. Could it be that there was another breakthrough?

Next door to him.

"The spiritual core of the cultivator is really not as easy to use as our demon core. Brother Xiao's little bead, alas, it's too small! The demon core I was born at was hundreds of times larger than his."

Xue Qiurong, who didn't even know who her parents were, sighed and sighed. Her slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a trace of cunning flashed bright luster in her eyes. She seemed to be in a bad mood. The girl's slender hands supported her little head and meditated.

The spiritual core should not be something that cultivators in the Concentration Stage can possess? Even the power elders of the Haotian Sect, only Feng Tianyu, Sang Tanyue, Ji Tinglang, and Elder Yuran have the spiritual core, and they still can't play much role. They are abandoned by a few people, and there are very few cultivators who temper their spiritual consciousness. Even the war-level cultivators, what they care most about is not the purity of their spiritual consciousness, but the power of their spiritual consciousness.

The reason is nothing more than other reasons. It is too difficult to temper the spiritual consciousness. No matter how big the sect is, there are few secret techniques available.

Of course, for this, relatively speaking, the fire control master has tried more. Could it be that because Brother Xiao is a third-grade fire control master, he has the spirit core early on!

The girl felt it was natural. She thought for a long time and took a nap while squinting her eyes as if she was sleeping.

The snake-shaped sword intent collided with the various sword lights flying towards him without any fancy. Puff puff puff puff water splashed, just like someone used his index finger to twitch the water surface, causing countless ripples in front of everyone, and the purple sword intent flooded with a faint blue light, wrapping a layer of strange sword light. The cultivator opposite Mang Tianyu's face suddenly changed and his pupils shrank slightly.

The boy in the late stage of concentration not only practiced to the point where the sword intention was transformed, but the sword intention he tempered was also extremely sharp! Almost instantly, Mang Tianyu's snake-shaped sword intent was like a sharp short sword, piercing through the opponent's sword energy and easily breaking through the opponent's defense.

His eyes widened, and his eyes could no longer be closed. After feeling the biting cold, the sword cultivator's soul broke away from his body like blue smoke, scattered between the sky, and his body fell below the vast cloud valley.

The seventh one!

The boy's snake eyes became brighter and brighter, revealing the focus of excitement. His eyes finally moved the center of gravity to Wang Qian on the left. A stream of cold and cold air that had never been seen before spread in his heart. Wang Qian had the idea of ​​escaping in an instant. In just a few encounters, both sides were injured by twelve to one. His team died twelve times and the other party was seriously injured.

Seven people died in the hands of the same person. Mang Tianyu's demonic eyes showed a hint of coldness, the blade was sharpened, and the depressed silence was suppressed.

Just kidding, he has never seen such a cold-blooded person!

When the boy pointed his sword tip at him, Wang Qian was surging with deep fear that he had never felt before. The suppression of the realm disappeared at this moment. When would the master of the early stage of the Golden Pill be afraid of a cultivator in the late stage of the concentration, and he would be afraid of death! He had never experienced it, but today he had unforgettable experience and would never forget it for his life.

Fear occupied every corner of his heart, and he had to escape, and if he didn't escape, there would be no chance!

Almost in a flash, Wang Qian's team completely collapsed! Wang Qian himself turned into a faint light and fled to the distance. At his speed, Lavida could keep up, but he would not be his opponent. No matter how sharp Mang Tianyu had just broken through the late stage of the Condensation Cultivation Cultivation, his speed was far from him.

This escape, a distance of 100 meters flashed by, and many people could only sigh when they saw their backs.

But can he really escape?

A thunder flashed, and a sudden figure swayed. Xiao Mingyue suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Wang Qian's way. Xiao Mingyue looked at the other party in shock and exclaimed: "What's going on?"

Here is only a few miles away from Luo Ancient City, and everything that happened was visible. At the same time as the battle began, someone quickly got the news.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Mingyue crushed the life-saving magic weapon specially prepared by Haotian Sect for disciples of the Concentration Stage, and randomly teleported to his fellow disciples within ten miles. The magic weapon transformed by Xiao Mingyue was directed to Mang Tianyu. He never thought that after it appeared, it would be such a scene.
Chapter completed!