There were some ripples in the tone of Daozong: "I hold the sword because of hatred, and become a master because of killing. I forgot about love and have feelings again. I became a martial arts legend. Now, you have gone further. Have you achieved enlightenment?"

"Sword God."

Murong Longtu looked at Daozong.

Daozong saw a hint of compassion in Murong Longtu's eyes.

"No."

"What?"

"Isn't it also to be attached to Tao that you should use Tao to restrain yourself?

The expression of the Dao Sect changed ripples. Murong Longtu raised a sword and said, "You met Wang Tong and Zu Wenyuan back then. You saw their fate and gave them the opportunity. You never entered the game. But if you entered the game, would it be different?"

"You feel like you have seen the Tao."

"But when you follow the fate of others, you have been trapped."

"You think it was because you discussed the Tao with Zhang Ziyong in the green robe that day that led to him being biased. However, Daozong, you respect the Tao and obey the Tao, but although Zhang Ziyong acted extremely and deserved to be killed first, he did not believe in every step he took in this life."

"At this point, you are not as good as him."

The Dao Sect looked complicated and was silent for a long time, but in the end he just smiled freely and said, "The great things are so great, how can you summarize them in one way? You jump out and I walk in. You hold the sword and I walk in. Who can determine who is of the same level? "

He raised his hand, casually wrote on the white paper next to him, and pointed at a big word.

The one who poured tea for the two seniors next to him was Stick Monk Thirteen.

The monk glanced at me and was clearly just writing with his fingers in the air, but his handwriting was clear, but he could clearly see that it was the word "Immortal".

Daozong sighed:

"What I saw today is the realm of sword madness. If you put the sword madness on it, you will be a fairy."

"Clothes."

He stood up and left, and the great monk Stick Monk Thirteen next to him pondered and said, "Senior Jiankuang, is this senior leaving because I poured the tea too much and accidentally poured his hand?"

"After all, the seniors of Dao Sect don't practice their bodies."

Murong Longtu asked: "Are you afraid that you won't let go of it, boiling hot water and pouring it on your palm?"

The big monk raised his chest and raised his head, and said proudly: "Of course I'm not afraid!"

"My junior, practice Vajra's body level 13!"

"Water and fire are not invaded!"

Murong Longtu laughed loudly.

"You are not afraid of being so persistent and not letting go, how could he be afraid?"

Looking at the white paper again, which was written with the word "Immortal" written by the Taoist sect's insights, Murong Longtu just raised his hand and pressed it gently. In an instant, the golden words of the white paper were broken into 38,000 pieces. The sleeves were swept, and it fell like heavy snow.

Let go of the sword and let go of the madness.

There is only one I am between heaven and earth.

It's Murong Long's picture.

Stick Monk Thirteen stood beside him, watching the sword wildly put down the sword, seeing the Taoist sect breaking the heart of Taoism, and seeing the lifelong insights of the martial arts legend,

The palm of another person was falling, and the spring and snow were really worth watching.

"White Snow" fell, and the old man in green robe stood with his hands behind his back.

Be free and unrestrained, independent of the world.

It’s just a pity, I don’t know how my child Li Guanyi is now.

Seeing the fog flowing, the petals fell, like white snow.

It flowed through Li Guanyi's fingers,

In the secret realm of Red Dragon, Li Guan shook his palm and scattered the falling flowers like snow. When he walked into it, he saw the army's appearance was solemn, with flags standing on it, Yue Qianfeng laughed loudly, stepped forward, hugged a bear, and said:

"Hahaha, I finally came, but I have been waiting for Lao Yue for several months! If I don't come again, I'm very bored. We all want to find trouble for Emperor Chen ourselves!"

Li Guan smiled: "There will definitely be a chance to let Brother Yue play out."

Yue Qianfeng laughed loudly: "That's the best!"

The southwest king Duan Qingyu was the head of the jaw and said, "The King."

Duan Qingyu looked at Li Guanyi and felt a sense of trance.

Although he is the son of an old friend, he is more energetic and energetic than an old friend. He seems to be a little afraid to recognize each other.

Even though Duan Qingyu and others were here, they learned from the information transmission over a period of time that the Qin King fought against the Turkic Khan on the grassland.

I learned that the seventh-ranked god general in the world, Mu Zha, died, the sword maniac was born, and the King of Qin became the second in the world.

Now that I look at it again, I feel sighing in my heart.

The ancient red dragon is free to the heart, but does not participate in the struggle in the Central Plains. If you want to say it, you should go to protect the Red Emperor. In this secret realm of the Red Dragon, the Qin King's army's ruling power was solemn and hard to practice for several months, just to make a splash.

After a simple reception, Yue Qianfeng couldn't wait and said:

‘Guanyi, when will you go to Chen Dingye?”

Li Guan said, "It's just over the past month that the time comes, you can send troops!" He raised his eyes to look at the army in front of him, raised his arms, and accompanied by the eagle roaring that tear the sky, the divine beast, the flying eagle flapped its wings and broke through the sky.

According to the Nine Dings, the news was passed back and informed Li Guanyi.

He is the first-class scout.

The King of Qin temporarily restrained his sharpness and hid in this secret realm, waiting for the big changes in the world, but at the same time, in the south of the Yangtze River, Shi Dalin, the head of the Seven Old Ghosts of Qilin, grabbed his beard and looked at the man in front of him, with a complicated expression.

That's Fan Qing.

However, there are formations around, and the formations emit bloody aura.

There was a dragon roar in the air, trembling left and right, emitting a dangerous, powerful and terrifying aura.

The seven old ghosts of the Qilin Army surrounded the surroundings, and each face was hesitant and had a look of struggle. It was obvious that even the seven of them still had great concerns about what was about to happen.

The dragon scales of the Red Dragon are turning into the body of Xue Shen General. The bloodline of the Red Dragon is used by Lei Laomeng to stimulate the bloodline of the alien beast and foal, trying to make the hidden bloodline reappear.

The plants and trees that sprinkled with the dragon blood of the red dragon belong to Shi Dalin.

Shi Dalin's hair was completely white, and the dragon blood spilled on the grass and trees. The mutant dragon blood grass stimulated naturally had violent medicinal properties. Even Shi Dalin and the seven old ghosts of the wild Qilin Army did not dare to use this thing.

However, if you have good medicinal herbs in your hands, you will not use them or create elixirs.

This is simply an insult to Master Hou Zhongyu!

The seven old ghosts of the Qilin Army still refined the pills, but they did not dare to let anyone take these pills. Under such circumstances, Fan Qing learned about this and voluntarily became the candidate to take the pills.

"This, General Fan Qing, you should think carefully...—"

"This matter is a bit dangerous after all."

Shi Dalin looked tense.

Fan Qing said quietly, "You all know me."

The 39-year-old general said, "Fan Qingben Yijiao, when he was thirty-two, became a fugitive and later met his lord.

Only after taking the spiritual medicine and practicing hard can one barely enter the realm of the third level of heaven.”

"The reason why I can reach the third level is that I took my pills, stimulate my body with the power of medicine, and nourish my body. I got here step by step. After experiencing a hundred battles, my teacher, Master Ximen Hengrong, passed on all the secret techniques and breathed out evil spirits on the battlefield."

"Seven years are only the fifth level of heaven."

Fan Qing showed a quiet smile on his face: "The war that determines peace in the world is coming. I can't and don't want to become a rear general on the second line."

"If you want to try such a dangerous thing, please let me try it yourself."

Shi Dalin's expression on his face was extremely complicated, but Fan Qing was determined by his toughness and decisiveness. In addition to being determined by his determination, he also had a kind of tenacity that could be said to be extremely stubborn. What he believed was difficult to change.

The old sorcerer Jawhead said, "The blood flowing out of the confrontation between the ancient Red Dragon and the Second God General itself has replaced the sharpness of gold and fire. Since General Fan Qing has such a determination and is willing to try it, then we are willing to try it."

Fan Qing stepped into the formation stimulated by dragon blood with his upper body naked.

There are many traces of swords on his body. This is a proof that he has struggled from the most tragic battlefield in the world over the past seven years. Even Shi Dalin and the others couldn't bear to see it.

Fan Qing swallowed the Dragon Blood Pill and sat cross-legged here.

The old warlock opened the formation, and the sound of the dragon roar became more and more exciting. The dragon blood could not give people power. The tyrannical power of the ancient red dragon would only make people die completely under severe impact, but under powerful stimulation, it could also stimulate human potential.

This is not a gift, but an opportunity.

Under the charm of the ancient red dragon blood, ordinary people will be shocked and feared. Only the strong can draw their swords to face this surging and powerful aura and let out their own roar. The magical array is opened. Under the surging stimulation, the swords and swords roars fiercely in the dragon roar.

What Fan Qing experienced was an extremely tragic impact on the level of the soul.

His opponent is the ancient red dragon, even if it is just the fighting spirit left in the dragon's blood.

This is a naked confrontation,

Either, you will retreat under the powerful fighting spirit of the ancient red dragon, or you will stimulate your potential under this terrifying pressure,

Under such powerful oppression, the soul is prompted to take a step forward and exceed its limit.
To be continued...