As the two-part strange iron spear fell, the last invader lowered his head unwillingly.)

With the courage that burst out in the end, he was able to fight for the seven spirits to fight for several unbeatable attacks, and his length was not as good as the gun.

In fact, these men in black have developed unique skills. Although their cultivation levels are uneven, they have achieved several of them, and even vaguely surpassed the top level. Otherwise, they would not have been too tired to resist at the beginning.

If such a force is placed in the world, it will definitely cause great trouble, just like the true teachings and secret disciples hidden by the Shenzong. But at this moment, except for the black-clothed leader, they were all broken into the Shenzong. Chu Xiang believed that even the little sword with zero emotional intelligence would definitely be secretly angry. After all, these are his personal trump cards.

"Shadow" does not belong to the Tianmeng, but only to the invincible myth, the little sword.

Such a group of guys who suddenly appeared and many people imitated famous masters' skills at the same time. Apart from the mysterious "shadow", Chu Xiang could not think of any other origin.

But while being content with self-satisfaction, he also felt a little alert. As a century-old demon, Xiao Jian is not a fool, and he must have been like him and secretly cultivating hidden masters.

Who can be sure that these are the main forces in the "shadow"?

For the mysterious and unpredictable one, and for the time being, Chu Xiang has no other information except that he knows that one of them is more outstanding, who practices the Persian Phantom Demon Heart Art, and like Xiao Zhao, he can even infect others with the power of the jing divine power, and has nothing else to do!

Who knows whether the powerful force coming today will be just a test?

Xiaojian underestimated the power of the Shenzong, causing heavy losses to the vanguard troops, which indeed allowed someone to cut off the enemy's minions. But if it is to say that it is damaged, it is probably a little insufficient.

Looking at Mingyue who was concentrating on her breathing, Chu Xiang sat on the seat, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest and thinking slightly.

The Shenzong and the Tianmeng have not yet broken up. But Xiaojian has obviously developed hostility towards him, although all this was deliberately guided by him.

If you are invincible, how can you get friends? Without conflict, how can you take advantage of the situation?

Indeed, due to the purple shirt, and because of the development speed of Shenzong beyond ordinary people's imagination and its unpredictable strength, he got a small sword and threw it at the mouse in the early stage, which led to a powerful situation at present, and even himself became the leader of the Tian Alliance.

But after all, the purpose of the Tianmeng is in conflict with itself. If you want to obtain the real power of the Tianmeng as you calculated before, or even completely squeeze the Xiaojian off the stage, as you slowly get in touch with the world, Chu Xiang discovered that this was completely whimsical.

After all, Xiao Jian and those guys have a century of love, and they are not comparable to Chu Xiang. The people in the Tianmeng insist on their ideas is afraid that they are still above the original Black Flag Castle. Just conquering one Black Flag Castle will almost wipe out half of the old forces, and they also used some unconventional methods, which was based on the premise that the Black Flag Banner was just right and the Black Flag retired early. It is difficult, difficult, and difficult to seize the foundation.

Since this is the case, Chu Xiang naturally has the only way to open up a stalemate, and even make the situation slightly change and develop in the direction he wants.

Create conflict.

Chu Xiang used to think about using the purple shirt, so many impossible things naturally became possible. But now, even after some enlightenment was born, the original plan had to change accordingly. As for the final outcome, who could predict it?

Looking at the sweet young man sitting cross-legged in front of him, who was surrounded by black smoke, Chu Xiang felt both relieved and shocked.

The orthodox martial arts realm that even Xiaojian, Xier, Yiyun, Qingfeng and others could not comprehend, actually appeared on an NV kid like Mingyue, which made him extremely unbelievable.

The swaying candlelight crackled in the quiet elegant room. The air flowed, and the faint candlelight also swayed. Just like the man in white sitting on the throne at this moment, he was in a state of peace.

If he knew that Qingfeng had already realized something that he shouldn't have understood many years ago, he would not know what kind of thoughts he would have thought in his heart.

Accidents are never the only ones.

............

A few hours later, the moon was in the middle of the sky. The purple shirt that arrived later had already fallen on Chu Xiang and fell asleep. The man with a slightly complicated mood also entered into meditation and self-cultivation. Waiting was the most boring. In many cases, martial artists practiced was actually a good way to fight time.

The red gold luster on his body is faint, and Chu Xiang doesn't know how the system evaluates his internal strength level, and even the various martial arts in the martial arts scriptures are mostly unknown.

But he only knew that his internal strength was many times stronger than back then. But he always felt that there was something missing, something that all the strongest martial arts masters in the Chaos Era lacked.

No matter how thick and pure the innate true qi is, it is just innate true qi.

Without the inevitable existence of the real origin world, not only can the three flowers on the top not be formed, but also the internal strength of the body cannot be transformed into higher-level energy. This is helplessness and luck.

The internal energy generated by practicing martial arts scriptures is naturally cohesive enough, which is higher than any martial arts. Otherwise, Fang Qian and others will not be allowed to break through the three vase necks.

The inability to understand the origin of heaven and earth, the inability to form the three flowers, and condense the five innate energy, certainly hindered Chu Xiang's own strength from improving, but compared with other legendary masters, Chu Xiang, who practices martial arts, will undoubtedly gain a great advantage.

The martial arts will definitely not be as good as any ultimate martial arts in this world, similar to the final version of the Piaomiao and Sealless Magic Technique. If it is lacking, it is just a matter of fit or originality. But this small problem has long been ignored by Chu Xiang.

Until the end, who knows who is stronger and who is weaker?

A book that embodies countless people's ultimate unique skills, which are circulated from the ruined and ruined martial arts planes, is essentially better than the highest unique skills in this world.

At least, before going to the dead end, the Wudian is perfect, so perfect that it cannot tolerate any modification. This perfection, this kind of inability to modify, is beyond Chu Xiang's imagination.

A flying insect flew out of the window and flew towards Chu Xiang, who was practicing with his eyes closed.

Perhaps the fair and tender skin that was so tender that it could be broken by the finger attracted the attention of the insect. By the way, the insect's simple brain ignored the unusual light on the man in white and just wanted to go up and take a bite.

There is no doubt that when the insect approached the man who seemed to be sitting withered, he lost all his consciousness. Even the last little, insignificant look was buried together like the originally humble life.

Chu Xiang opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with indifference.

She glanced at the young man who was sitting cross-legged in front of her to regulate her breathing, but she didn't know when she had restrained her internal strength and stood respectfully.

"Mingyue, not bad. From today on, I will allow you to follow me."

A calm tone and a low voice. Perhaps it was because of the fear of waking up the beauty in her arms, even the majesty that she used to speak had been deliberately suppressed.

Mingyue clasped her fists, but she didn't say anything, but she was obeying the order. Under her calm face, the slightly excited eyes had betrayed her fluctuating mind.

Mingyue realized that the original transparent barrier between him and Chu Xiang had disappeared.

Chu Xiang in white clothes is a god in the eyes of the disciples of the Shenzong. And no one dares to speculate on the majesty of God unless he himself recognizes it.

Mingyue, who knows more than Qingfeng, believes that Chu Xiang will eventually leave Shenzong one day. On that day, he will lose the goal he pursues for his life and even the meaning of existence. The Shenzong who left Chu Xiang, in Mingyue's eyes, has no value of nostalgia.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, even if Chu Xiang leaves, he will at least bring the seven spirits with him.

But until a moment ago, just before Chu Xiang gave the instructions in person, she always felt that even as one of Baiyi's confidants, she could not escape the fate of being abandoned by Baiyi.

No one will abandon his confidant, give up the power he has worked hard to establish, and even judging from the power that Baiyi always showed, it will not be so.

But without reason, Mingyue always felt that under the majestic and calm appearance of Baiyi, there was always a cold heart. And in that cold heart, there was no place for him, at least before, or not.

With a flash, the moon appeared behind Chu Xiang, like a loyal guard. Chu Xiang slowly closed his eyes and began to be bored again, but it was much more interesting than waiting for practice.

People are always surrounded by one promise after another. The more promises, the greater the responsibility, and the more tired they live.

Many people make promises often, but they often forget them soon.

Many people find it difficult to promise anything, but in fact they always remember the expectations that must be responded to.

............

Since the "Shadow" returned in a desperate situation, the night of Shenzong finally became quiet.

In the end, Xiaojian did not find the biggest secret on the sacred mountain. But at least, the existence of the seven spirits he already knew.

Everyone has a trump card, and they have it themselves, and they have an enemy. The most terrifying thing in the world is often not that they don’t know the depth of the trump card, but that they don’t even know what kind of trump card the opponent has.

Some of the true disciples of the Shenzong, under the instructions of the sect leader, began to walk around the world.

All parties responded differently to such a group of experts who suddenly emerged.

However, the power of the Shenzong has long been achieved. If you want to uproot it, it is no longer something that one or two palms can care about.

But, as a "famous and decent", Shenzong, except for being arrogant, had nothing to be picky about.

Of course, no one is willing to take the lead and carry out the God-slaying operation.

The Secret is still a Secret, and the Seven Spirits still do their own things every day. Apart from the extra effort of accompanying the few people at the end of Jing, it is no different from before being discovered.

Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs, seventy-two Earthly Demons, these 108 Secret Masters never appeared in front of Xiaojian, sitting in the belly of the Ten Thousand-Five-Five Heavenly Alliance. The Tianmeng, even from the beginning, did not participate in the obscure battle between Xiaojian and Chu Xiang.

Time just passed by little by little, and the world seemed to have returned to a calm but dull atmosphere, how long can it be suppressed?

If you have a disagreement, you will draw your sword to face each other. Whenever you are angry, blood will splatter five steps.

The ancient heroes still violated the ban with martial arts, let alone a mere immortal game? In this world and in this world, the most important thing is impulsive blood.
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