The distant sky is filled with blue lights and clouds are turbulent.

Although the distance is still far, the majestic and powerful force is already suppressing people and they can't breathe.

The new woman's bright eyes were full of shock, and she didn't know how powerful people were fighting. Her cultivation was extremely deep, and after being shocked, she became very interested.

It is also a valuable experience to be able to see the strong fight with their own eyes.

The distance was too far, and she couldn't even see who the two sides were fighting. She could only sense the situation of the fight between the two sides through the stimulation of vitality.

The power of both sides is too strong, and the energy radiating from the center of the battlefield covers hundreds of miles in a radius. Occasionally, a spell shot out can even fly hundreds of miles away, leaving a gorgeous rainbow light in the air.

The woman knew the terribleness of the rainbow light. The huge power contained in it was extremely dangerous even if it was touched. She arbitrarily controlled the energy within a radius of hundreds of miles. This was the two Taoist Lords in the Shen Dynasty fighting. The woman was secretly judging.

Gao Huan was also paying attention to the battle in the distance, and he certainly understood what he saw. Among the two strong men, one was clearly a huge Qinglong. The Qinglong's method of controlling wind and fire almost burned the sky. The one who fought with Qinglong was a God-transforming swordsman, whose sword skills were unpredictable. Unfortunately, his cultivation level was not as good as Qinglong and he was suppressed by Qinglong.

Although the swordsman of the God-Crazy Swordsman is powerful, he always lacks the spiritual and mysterious meaning of the God-Crazy Daojun. Although the star power fluctuations in the sword energy are obscure, they cannot be hidden from Gao Huan. It is certain that this God-Crazy Sword is not a real person, but a star god transformed.

Qinglong must have met the man in green with double pupils outside, but he didn't expect that he was Qinglong. Qinglong actually wanted to be tough, but I'm afraid he would suffer a loss this time!

However, Gao Huan was a little strange. Although there was no limit to personal cultivation in this world, Qinglong was just a clone of divine thoughts, and no matter how strong his cultivation was, he was at most at the level of the Nascent Soul. How could he fight against a powerful god-transforming man and gain the upper hand?

There must be something special in it. Gao Huan was thinking when the sky suddenly lit up.

A dazzling silver rainbow ran across the sky, dividing the fierce battle battlefield into two. Not to mention the battlefield, even the vast and boundless sky seemed to divide the rainbow into two halves.

A painful roar, the blue dragon shadow disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The woman looked at the mighty and powerful rainbow, and her bright eyes were full of intoxication. The earth-shaking silver color was clearly a sword light.

In the world, only the palace master of the Divine Sword Palace has this divine power.

Not only the woman was fascinated by it, but even Gao Huan was shocked. It can be said that this sword did not change much ingeniously, but it was just a slash at a near random manner. But the towering and vast sword momentum easily damaged Qinglong. If Qinglong hadn't run fast, this sword would have destroyed his soul.

This is the power of the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword, which is indeed incredible.

There is no need to think about such a magical sword. It depends on whether there is any other opportunity to try it. Gao Huan changed his mind, thinking that if he hadn't caught up with Qinglong and picked up the bargain.

Qinglong was severely injured. What came was the incarnation of divine thoughts. Gao Huan was at least 70% sure that he could destroy Qinglong. But there was no risk. There was another problem, it was not easy to find Qinglong. The old guy who had lived for tens of thousands of years would definitely have a few unique skills to save his life.

Thinking of the magic weapon being refined and Fan Siqin, Gao Huan finally gave up looking for Qinglong. Even if he killed Qinglong, there would be no benefit. There are still many strong people coming to this world.

Even the siblings must have known the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword for a long time. If you say that Kunwu Sword Zhai has not arranged the corresponding arrangement, you will not believe that Gao Huan will be killed. There may be other strong men in the alliance who know the news. So, I don’t know how many people are hiding in this world. Gao Huan doesn’t want to take risks.

"I don't know where my friend is from?" Gao Huan asked the woman.

The woman said generously: "Zixia, a disciple of Xianxia Sect."

"Zixia..." Gao Huan couldn't help but smile on his face. This should be just an interesting coincidence. Fan Siqin completely forgot about her past, and she was in a little trouble.

"Dao you dare to ask me, do you still remember me?" Gao Huan asked.

Zixia's bright eyes narrowed. After hesitating for a while, she shook her head firmly. She said in her heart: "If you see such a beautiful and outstanding person, how can you forget it? However, he is so handsome..."

Thinking of Zixia's heart, she seemed to have had such similar sighs before. Gao Huan, who was handsome in white, seemed to have seen it in her dream. But this feeling was just a flash, and Zixia didn't care.

"I wonder where my friend is from?" Zixia asked.

Gao Huan really wanted to say that I was Supreme Treasure, but this joke was too cold, neither Zixia nor Fan Siqin could understand it. Using this name would make Fan Siqin even more confusing.

"I am a monk Shenxiu. practicing in the Dragon Elephant Academy."

"Longxiangyuan, I'm sorry I'm ignorant and I haven't heard of it." Fan Siqin said seriously. Even if she became Zixia, Fan Siqin's natural character will not change.

Gao Huan smiled, "The Dragon Elephant Courtyard is just a small sect, so it's normal for fellow Taoist Zixia to have never heard of it." He paused and said, "Fellow Taoist Zixia is very similar to one of my old friends, it's exactly the same."

Fan Siqin said with some doubts: "It's really like this?" Fan Siqin was so beautiful that she has received praise from countless people. She is also extremely proud of her appearance. She doesn't believe that anyone else can look the same as her.

Seeing Fan Siqin's familiar pride, Gao Huan could confirm that the woman in front of her was definitely not an illusion, but Fan Siqin herself.

"I will never dare to deceive fellow Taoists. My old friend is Fan Siqin. Maybe it may have anything to do with fellow Taoists."

When Fan Siqin heard Fan Siqin's name, Fan Siqin was in a daze. "Why is this name so familiar?" Fan Siqin thought hard but couldn't find the answer. All the memories of Fan Siqin were like a scene in a broken dream, so erratic and distant, and difficult to touch.

"My parents died since childhood and were raised by my master. I had no brothers and sisters, nor other relatives." Fan Siqin shook her head slowly and said.

Gao Huan was a little helpless when he saw that Fan Siqin had become deeply involved in the devil. The Shendao Illusion Realm is different from the general Illusionism. The world derived from it is completely centered on the spiritual soul of the cultivator. Fan Siqin became like this, and the Shendao Illusion Realm has been integrated with her soul.

Forced expelling the power of the Shendao Illusion Realm is to hurt Fan Siqin's soul. Gao Huan's cultivation is still too low now, so there is no good idea about it. He can only let Fan Siqin do this first. Perhaps when the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword recognizes the master, the power of the Shendao on her body will dissipate and she will be able to restore her original memory.

"I wonder what you are here to do?" Gao Huan asked.

Fan Siqin said: "I want to pay homage to Senior Fen Tian and ask Senior to help me refine the seven-colored Tianluo clothes." Fan Siqin was afraid that Gao Huan had anything to do with Fen Tian, ​​so she did not hide her intention.

Gao Huan said, "Then how many days you have to wait. He helped me refine magic weapons, but I haven't seen each other for dozens of days."

Fan Siqin said in a little embarrassedly: "I wonder how long will it take for Senior Fen Tian to come out?"

Gao Huan shook his head. He was not familiar with refining weapons. He couldn't guess how long it took to finish the fire. After waiting for so many days, Gao Huan was a little impatient. There were other magical weapons in this world, and although the chance of subdue was slim, he had to look at it to know.

Fan Siqin was even more embarrassed, "The sword competition conference in the Divine Sword Palace is about to be held, but what should I do?"

"Sword Contest..." Gao Huan couldn't help but say, "When will the Sword Contest be held?"

Fan Siqin said in surprise: "The swordsmanship conference is held every hundred years, and it is on July 7th. You don't know?"

Gao Huan said: "Our sect has few people and is closed, so we don't know about outside news."

"Oh," Fan Siqin looked at Gao Huan half-believingly, unable to let go. The swordsmanship conference has been around for tens of thousands of years, not to mention cultivators, even ordinary people are familiar with it. However, Gao Huan doesn't look like a fake. Besides, there is no need for Gao Huan to lie about such things.

"What is the swordsmanship conference for?" Gao Huan asked.

If someone else asked such a simple question, Fan Siqin would have been impatient. But she always felt that Gao Huan was very close and was willing to talk to Gao Huan more. She said patiently: "The sword competition held in the Divine Sword Palace invites heroes and strong people from all directions, regardless of their cultivation or age. As long as she can be recognized by the Divine Sword Palace, she can become the next master of the Divine Sword Palace..."

After hearing Fan Siqin's words, Gao Huan's eyes lit up. This swordsmanship conference is a precious opportunity!

"What day is today?" Gao Huan asked.

Fan Siqin thought for a while and said, "Today is the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, and there is still more than a month before the swordsmanship conference."

Gao Huan nodded, "There is still plenty of time, so you can wait here first. I guess the time is about the same."

Fan Siqin has a noble character since she was a child. Every time she came out, she was chased by many male cultivators, which was unbearable. She has always been extremely disgusted with men. But for some reason, she just felt that Gao Huan was particularly friendly. When she heard Gao Huan’s invitation, she nodded almost without thinking. "Okay, then I’ll wait here for a few days."

The sun rises and sunsets, and seven days have passed in a blink of an eye, but there is still no trace of Burning Sky. However, the firelight from the volcano erupts is becoming increasingly strong, and it is obviously the most critical moment for refining weapons.

Gao Huan is now pregnant with five magical artifacts, and he can no longer look down on ordinary magical artifacts. But seeing such momentum, he couldn't help but feel a little expectation in his heart. "Maybe, it's possible that he can refine a magical artifact!"

Suddenly, a crystal stream of light soared into the sky, spraying out billions of crystal streams like a fountain. The hot space suddenly felt cool and moist, and the dryness disappeared.

"Cover." With a loud shout, the old man in red robe flew down from the sky and fell. With a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, the crystal light in the sky contracted and condensed, turning into a whisk and landing on his hand.

Fen Tian laughed twice, "Boy, I'll give it to you." As he said that, he threw the whisk to Gao Huan.

The jade handle of this whisk is crystal clear and warm, with thousands of snow on it, and a faint stream of crystal water vapor flowing. At this time, the whisk turns into a long water rainbow, falling straight towards Gao Huan.
Chapter completed!