Although he had prevented himself, Chu Tian still did not expect that Jingxue's body would be so fragile on this fourth day.

Even though the wind was very fast at high altitude, under the protection of his breath, all he had penetrated into was a tiny bit of romantic flow. Even if it was blown onto the face of a girl who had never practiced martial arts, it would not cause any harm to her skin.

Originally, he thought that even if Jingxue was infected with cold poison and could not use force, the warrior should still have basic physical fitness, but now it seems that he is much more fragile than he expected.

Jingxue is now weaker than an ordinary girl.

In desperation, Chu Tian had to slow down. Xiaofu, who led the way, Su Mo and another core student had to slow down and keep pace with the former.

In this way, in a short while, the elite students behind rushed up. Seeing that Chu Tian was not rushing, everyone also reduced their own speed and synced with him.

The team's speed is far inferior to that of ordinary elite students.

However, Xiaofu had already known the clear location in advance, so she was targeted to travel like this, eliminating the blind search of headless flys. Therefore, even though the speed was much slower, the time was still more than enough.

Before and after Chu Tian and others rushed to travel, a new wave unfolded among the top geniuses everywhere in the ruins.

The best of the legendary level who have reached a certain level of cultivation have emerged from the opportunity that originally had a scattered gold for the legendary level.

They recently sensed some evil places, and the sense of danger was very strong. However, even their hearts were beating wildly without control, and the beating was unprecedented. The golden elixir, whose vitality and spirit were already blending, also made a sound of old man, as if with the same unprecedented desire.

They knew that after they encountered unprecedented opportunities, their effects were far from being replaced by the legendary golden oil opportunities they are currently in. Then they started from many aspects such as distance, the longing for the golden elixir, and screened these newly sensed directions and selected the target.

Immediately left where he was, rushed towards the newly sensed reverse direction.

After some people who have sensed some things, they left the originally more comfortable place and headed for the dangerous place sensed from afar.

As the best in the legendary level, they are all fighting spirit.

However, this is all about the top heroes. Their departure was not very popular, and they left from time to time. Even the fellow disciples stationed nearby could not detect it in advance and could only find out later, let alone spread quickly to the distance within a limited number of days.

This is especially true in the ruins, where communication is restricted and inconvenient to contact.

Therefore, Chu Tian’s team did not know about this matter. They still rushed to the direction where Tang Rongrong and Lin Wushuang were aware of it according to the plan designated by Tang Xiaofu.

Let’s talk about Si Xuan, the first person of the Evil Sect who was originally practicing with the help of thousands of years of cold power at the top of the iceberg mountain, rushed to the place at full speed after feeling a better opportunity and choosing the final destination.

He is the only peerless genius in the Evil Sword Sect who has reached the stage of refining the gods in the Heaven Realm. He is lonely and unrivaled. The self he senses is different from other masters, which makes him alone and rushing on his way.

Since you are rushing alone, you will naturally fully exert your ghostly body movement.

In a forest, his body was rising and falling, and he was turning left and right, like a fish in water between the mountains and trees, and his body was as vague as an afterimage of unsure. Even in the forests that were obstructed, it was like wandering in an unobstructed plain, and its speed was not even slower than that of the strong men of the same level flying fast.

He maintained this speed of travel and quickly approached the destination that was not close to the sensing.

When his figure turned around, just as he was about to bypass a tall ancient tree that was dyed yellow in autumn, a thunderous sound above his head. A golden torrent of energy and physical strength was like landing in heaven, hitting the canopy above him, which was dozens of feet tall.

The tall ancient tree trembled slightly, and then the crown, branches, leaves, and main trunk gradually turned into powder, and then it was hit by the torrent of energy falling down with a rude force that could not be found.

Before the torrent of energy rushed down, Si Xuan moved like a ghost, avoiding the most dangerous moment the moment before being hit.

The torrent hit the ground, the earth trembled, and immediately swept across the ground.

Where the shock wave spreads, a huge area, no matter where the land, rocks, mountains are raised, trees, and the unavoidable spiritual beasts of the golden elixir that cannot escape are all razed.

Si Xuan appeared on a rock outside the range. Even though he was attacked, Liuli's eyes still had no emotion, and he slightly raised his handsome face like jade.

When I saw the monk's clothes standing in the air, and the young monk in Dongchan Temple with an angry face, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he immediately smiled disdainfully.

"Tianchan, I asked Dongchan Temple to claim to be open and honest. You are at least the first disciple of the younger generation. Why has you become a stealer today?"

Even if he didn't say that, he dared to launch a sneak attack on Si Xuan alone, and he was also a monk. His identity was about to emerge. Who else was there besides Tianchan, the first generation of the younger generation of Dongchan Temple?

Tianchan was originally kind-hearted and looked cute, but at this time this kind-hearted and stupidity was swept away, and was swept away by the rage in his heart. Under his rage, he lost the peace of the past, as if he had turned from a living Bodhisattva into a glaring Vajra.

He looked at Si Xuan on the rock below with endless grief and anger, and said in a cold voice: "Stealing? Why should you care about the bottom line when dealing with a shameless person like you? As the noble of your identity, you can take action against a junior brother of Jintan who has just entered the Rongyuan realm. Isn't it considered stealing?"

Due to various reasons that need no explanation, he was recently told that Jintan died at the hands of Si Xuan, and then he came here to take revenge.

Si Xuan suddenly realized, "Oh, you talk about this. I did not kill randomly when dealing with the monk Jintan, but this person killed Zhuang Xian, the disciple of Tianxie, our sect. I was entrusted by my teacher and the sect leader and senior brother, and I was not allowed to refuse."

"You didn't see that all the people who were with the Jintan Monk were getting good. If I hadn't given them a code, how could you be reported to them?"

"Hmph, I let my life go, this is equivalent to saving your life. Your fellow disciples are not willing to repay you for saving your life, and they still have evil thoughts. They really don't know what they mean."

When Tian Chan heard this, he was furious. In his anger, there was a faint golden light condensed from the power of his body. He immediately said angrily: "A kind of fallacies, no matter how much you say, I must pay my junior brother Jintan today."

A joke appeared on the corner of Si Xuan's mouth, and the contemptuous look on his face was restrained, and it turned into a treasure chest in an instant. He imitated the monk's sympathy and asked with his hands together: "When will the revenge be repaid? Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

He immediately put down his hands and smiled faintly: "Isn't this the tone that you monks use? You have been practicing for so many years in vain and have not yet fully understood Buddhism."

What a person like Tianchan has been so provoked, he looked angry and his body trembled. As his eyes opened and closed, there was anger and thunder swerved over, and he didn't want to say anything to the other party. The powerful fluctuations from immersion and practice of physical cultivation spread. His monk's robe trembled slightly, then broke and fell.

The golden light in his body flowed, gradually shining brightly, and even his eyebrows turned into golden color. The golden light condensed to a certain extent and turned into surging golden Buddha flames, wrapping around his body like a breath, but as it rose, the air around him boiled.

The golden light condenses into Buddha flames, which is the essence of practicing the "Vajra Dharma Body" to a profound realm.

The effect of this skill is still far above that of the Golden Temple. The blue jade glazed body that Zong Mingyu and his brothers practiced is considered to be the martial arts of the Dongchan Temple.

However, the threshold for practicing this martial arts is high and difficult, resulting in few practitioners. Jintan and Mingyu all abandoned this skill and wisely at the suggestion of his master, and devoted himself to the second-most immortal star body.

Although several of the younger generation of Dongchan Temple have practiced this skill, their realm is mostly average, and they have not even entered the sect. They can cultivate Buddha flames, and currently there is only Tianchan.

The golden Buddha flames rose around the eagle of the sky Zen, and the world was boiling.

Seeing this, Si Xuan's expression became cold and shook his head and said, "I thought your Tianchan could be more tasteful than other monks, but I was unreasonable, and it was a waste of my verbal talk."

Actually, what he said was right. Si Xuan is also a person with status. If he hadn't been particularly optimistic, he would never have persuaded him so many words.

Therefore, Si Xuan's face also became gloomy. Behind the movement of his mind, a dark blue sword that seemed to condense into ice souls popped out.

Its appearance is slightly similar to the Ice Flow Sword before it evolved into a spiritual weapon, but it is also different.

But its quality is far inferior to that of today's Ice Flow Sword.

He held the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, and his vitality rose like a strange ghost fire, and the sharp sword energy like an endless ice blade burst out in waves.

Tian Chan's hands together turned into a golden light and took the lead with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Si Xuan's sword energy condensed around him, as if he had transformed into the world's sharpest and coldest sword soared into the sky.

The next moment, the two collided head-on, making a shocking sound.

The fierce battle between Tianchan of Dongchan Temple and Si Xuan of the Evil Sword Sect began.
Chapter completed!