Fantasy: On the first day of divorce, double pupils will be rewarded

Just when everyone came greedily.

Han Ding's body was suspended in the air, and the aura in his body was constantly changing!
The medicinal power of the nine-color lotus volatilized, and the aura rose accordingly!
breakthrough!

The seven floors of the cave!

breakthrough!

The eighth floor of the cave!

Boom! !

Vigorous power burst out from the eyes, and the aura soared! !
breakthrough! !
The nine floors of the cave! !
at this time,

The medicinal power of the nine-color lotus was completely devoured,
Han Ding felt stronger than ever before,
The eyes with double pupils seem to be able to see through the void and see all the scenes hundreds of miles away.

at this time,

A large group of people and horses are coming in a hurry!

"come yet?"

Han Ding looked at the sky coldly, got up and went back to the main hall.

It can be seen that the furnishings in the main hall have been swept away, and it looks quite neat.

While Tian Qiaoer plundered, she also cleaned the hall...

He also used Lingbao to set up a fourth-rank formation, obviously because he was afraid that others would disturb Han Ding's practice.

Under inspiration,
Tian Qiaoer leaned against the side of the topaz table, quietly waiting...

Looking from Han Ding's angle, one can see the perfect outline of Tian Qiao'er's face.

"Junior Brother Han, you are here."

At this time, Tian Qiaoer just realized that Han Ding was staring at her, and turned around hastily, her face blushing slightly.

suddenly,

Tian Qiaoer's beautiful eyes widen...

Hinton's cultivation...

It even reached the ninth floor of the cave! !

a long time,

Tian Qiaoer finally said with emotion: "Junior brother Han's cultivation is very...strange."

The mind is spinning, and only this word can describe it.

Even though it is known that Han Ding went deeper to find opportunities, there is still a limit to the aptitude of a practitioner.

Break through three floors in half an hour?

depend on...

Not only talent, but also a god-level comprehension ability, and a heaven-defying physique comparable to the legendary "Wugou Divine Body".

Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible for those ancient sects to cultivate countless venerables in just a few months?
Hinton smiled.

Standing beside Tian Qiao'er, her eyes were burning, and she didn't explain too much.

"Just now, Junior Brother Han is cultivating and triggering the visions of heaven and earth. You don't plan to leave here?"

Tian Qiaoer felt that Han Ding was too confident.

"I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth day."

Tian Qiaoer was at a loss.

I secretly speculate in my heart, Junior Brother Han...

He is waiting for the enemy to come?
……

Haotian Shenzong ruins.

Above the sky, there was a mass of monks in darkness, and the driving spirit treasure descended here.

A group of people stood in front of them, more than 200 people, all in green clothes and black swords, tall and straight, with outstanding temperament.

It was the Tiancang Sword Sect and a group of people.

As one of the four major sects in Tianlan State, a major sect with thousands of years of experience can be squeezed into the top [-] in the entire Ziqing Sanctuary.

This time, the momentum is huge, and every disciple has a strong breath, and they are all above the cave.

The person in the lead is at the level of Daozi, Jian Thirteen, and he has cultivated to the fifth level of Hualing!

Looking at the entire Tianlan State, it also exists like a dragon and a phoenix.

now…

He is full of confidence, and with two hundred and seven inner disciples, he can almost sweep the secret realm of the ancient city.

By chance...

The ancestor Tianjian Daoist read ancient books and calculated that there is the ruins of Haotian Shenzong in the secret realm of the ancient city.

this time,
He is bound to win!
"Such a huge group of ruins, who dares to compete with us!!"

Jian Shisan glanced coldly, and immediately dismissed most of the monks.

That lingering sword intent soared straight into the sky, representing the will of the strong!
He looked down and ordered: "Stay safe in all directions, don't let the thieves take advantage of the loopholes!"

at once,

The 56 disciples of the Tiancang Sword Sect scattered in four directions, in groups of eight, and scattered their positions.

But it was written on his face: This road is dead!
next second...

"The rest of the disciples, follow me to explore the treasure!"

"Entering the main hall, the old rules, no matter what, you can enter into the ring, even if it is a plant or a tree!"

Jian Shisan flicked his sleeves, ordering everyone.

"Follow orders!!"

"The strong have the right to plunder, so cool!!"

"Hahaha this is my Heavenly Cang Sword Sect!!"

"Who dares to refuse!!"

The disciples of the Tiancang Sword Sect who entered the Haotian Divine Sect site all showed bloodthirsty expressions.

And Han Ding, who was hiding in the hall, looked calm and calm.

Surprise flickered in Tian Qiaoer's beautiful eyes.

"The enemy of Junior Brother Han and others...is actually the Tiancang Sword Sect!"

I saw Han Ding expressionless, just playing with the Ninth Grade Spirit Treasure in his hand: Sky Zhan Feijian.

It was impossible to guess what Han Ding was thinking.

"The Tiancang Sword Sect likes to fight in groups, and now Daozi is leading the team again... His cultivation level is about the same as mine. If we only face each other, I have little chance of winning..."

"What's more, Tiancang Sword Sect and Xuanyuan Daozong have already turned against each other. If their whereabouts are exposed, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous than good, and there will be a fierce battle..."

"But Junior Brother Han is acting like this, it seems that everything is under control."

Tian Qiaoer has an exquisite mind.

You can only wait and see.

……

moment,

Tian Cangjian sent everyone to the hall.

visible…

The huge hall is neat and tidy, extremely clean, as if it has been cleaned by someone?
It's not a relic at all, is it?
And there is nothing worth asking for except for the broken topaz stones of the stars.

Shit Haotian Shenzong ruins? !
"This…"

Jian Shisan's expression was not very good-looking.

The interior of such a palace is actually empty...

But the next moment,
He couldn't help but think of the vision of heaven and earth that appeared earlier.

"His Royal Highness Daozi!!"

"His Royal Highness Daozi!!"

"His Royal Highness Daozi!!"

Bustling and bustling, disciples flew from all directions to check the ruins, but they returned empty-handed.

They all bowed their hands and saluted, with regret on their faces: "Your Highness Daozi, near the ruins, there is no treasure anywhere!"

"Your Highness Daozi, it's as if people are going to an empty building, and it seems to be a moving scene. It's difficult to do it in a short time!"

"His Royal Highness Daozi, I found a ghost body of a ghost in the back mountain. It is of a lower rank, and there is nothing unusual about it!"

heard.

Jian Shisan felt more depressed.

who is it?

Who is it?

After a while, his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, and he gritted his teeth: "I think, there is a thief who arrived earlier, and the opportunity here should be taken away by that person first!!"

"Damn it, the old ancestor's calculations are not false, a super sect ruins can be called a miracle, and it will be of great benefit to our sect in the future!!"

Jian Shisan suddenly felt irritable.

But as a Daoist, with his own great luck, he simply shook his sleeves and transferred his anger to others:
"Let's go, there is really a great opportunity in the secret realm. The monks you meet on the way, if you are alone, meet my sect, kill them directly, and seize the ring!"

"In addition, if you meet a disciple of Xuanyuan Daozong, you will be killed, and no one will be left behind!"

"Especially Han Ding, my cousin is very likely to die by his hands. If I meet...I will take him out of his soul, refine it into a sword soul, and imprison him in my spirit sword. He will never be reborn forever!"

Speaking of this, Mo Tianqing, the first chief disciple of the Tiancang Sword Sect, also sneered:
"The ancestor said on purpose before that the ancestor Xuantian's end is approaching, and he must find a successor to inherit the mantle. Presumably Han Ding is his favorite object!"

"Xuanyuan Daozong's luck is exhausted, after beheading Daozi, waiting for Xuantian Patriarch to die, and directly attacking Xuanyuan Daozong, isn't our sect in full swing!"

Speaking of it.

The disciples in the hall laughed wildly.

At this time, an indifferent voice drifted slowly:
"Do you think... you can get out?"

A word fell.

The laughter stopped abruptly!