Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

Three flame spirit birds were flying in midair.

The dots of fire are like scattered leaves.

A golden dharma flag is shaking, manipulating the flame spirit bird, constantly rising and falling, attacking the opponent.

The spirit bird breathed out red-golden flames and exuded a scorching breath, which made people daunting.

In the face of such a terrifying temperature, ordinary monks dare not easily confront it.

Sanyang Banner, as an excellent product among the third-order magical artifacts, is of great help to Dharma Aperture cultivators.

The technique inscribed on the flag can condense the power of the sun to evolve pure yang flames and restrain many evil forces.

In the hands of Sikong Changming, this is only a part of the power.

He held the Sanyang flag in one hand, pinched the Wuwu Yinfa with the other, and sacrificed the Xuanjin Dharma Sword.

A flying sword can come and go freely, across the void, pressing towards the opponent in an instant.

There is also an ever-burning lamp, hanging high in the air, shining brightly.

Infinite aura sprinkled on the Mingxia Lantern. Although it didn't have much power, it had a good restraining effect.

In Sikong Changming's body, mana is like lake water, accumulated in the "Spiritual Pond".

Each realm of a monk is independent.

There are different cultivation methods for Qimai, Spirit Pond, Dharma Aperture, and even the three realms of Appearance and Alchemy.

Step by step, a practice system that improves the realm step by step.

It was finally established through the continuous practice of generations of senior monks.

There are exceptions to everything, and there are three thousand paths, and there are also different promotion methods.

Every realm has infinite potential to be discovered.

Those monks who practice a single secret realm, as long as they can go to a high realm, their cultivation base is no less than the power of heaven.

Sikong Changming stared at the opponent in front of him expressionlessly.

The originally strange expression became calm and composed in a blink of an eye, as usual.

As if nothing happened, like a challenging disciple calmly waiting for his opponent.

"This junior brother, did you go through a hard fight just now? If so, I'm going to be invincible."

The opponent said secretly, even showing a snicker on his face.

The timing of this Lanshan sect disciple's appearance was very subtle, just in time to see the sudden change in Sikong Changming's face.

Mistakenly thinking that the opponent has experienced a war and has suffered excessive wear and tear.

It's just that as soon as these words were uttered, Sikong Changming managed to maintain a peaceful expression and became gloomy again.

Ever since, the young disciple who had never seen the almanac when he went out, ushered in a tragic day.

As soon as the three magic weapons were released, the aura of trenches coming out of the face made the opponent feel sad.

The resentful Sikong Changming undoubtedly regarded his opponent as a punching bag.

Under the support of ample mana, streams of lingering sword energy smashed the place of fighting skills to pieces, and the gravel rolled.

Dazzling brilliance erupted from the Sanyang Banner, and the power of this magic weapon was also stimulated to the extreme.

Different from Leiming Faluo, the "Eight Explanations of the King of Flame" in Sikong Changming's hands is a powerful scripture at the level of celestial phenomena, even if it can't be called a peerless miracle, it is not far behind.

With the support of mana of the same attribute, the potential of the Sanyang Banner was stimulated, and the transformed flame spirit bird became more and more real, and the dancing flames were as bright as golden feathers.

his opponent.

The disciple of the sect who hadn't noticed what happened, was struck by Sikong Changming's overwhelming terror in the blink of an eye.

The tyrannical power suppressed the opponent's resistance in an instant.

Despite struggling, the disciple at the peak of Faqiao even took out a fourth-order talisman from the bottom of the box, trying to support it for a while.

It was a Tier [-] Ice Wall Talisman, and its defensive power was quite good.

However, under the bombardment of Sikong Changming's countless sword qi, the ice wall talisman melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like white snow meeting sunlight.

A crushing victory.

On Wudou Peak, after nine battles.

This was the first time that Sikong Changming directly defeated his opponent with his unparalleled strength.

God is sorry to see, when that disciple left the place of fighting skills in a daze.

The disciple's cassock he was wearing had already been pierced to pieces by Sikong Changming's sword energy.

"I wanted to act in a low-key manner, but it's a pity that my strength doesn't allow it."

Sikong Changming's lingering anger still persisted, and he said with gritted teeth.

At this moment, the interval time for a stick of incense was displayed on the disciple's jade plate.

He entered the disciple forum without giving up, with a hint of evil in his eyes.

"Didi"

In the disciple forum, several marked messages were displayed.

Finally, under Sikong Changming's unremitting efforts, the questioning sentences he kept sending out still aroused the response of other Lanshan sect disciples.

Seeing the news, the evil spirit on Sikong Changming's face finally dissipated a bit.

Is there finally someone of the same mind who can't stand it anymore?

Eat the wind, drink the dew, and eat the prominence, and the gods and the earth are oozing.

Immortal style and bone, Feng Xu Yufeng, that is the practice that practitioners of my generation should really pursue.

A sacred place of practice like a vegetable market, what is it like?

Sikong Changming, who was furious, shook his head helplessly.

His face was full of unfulfilling helplessness.

When he checks those reply messages.

The first sentence that came into view made the complicated expression freeze again.

"Crooked, buddy, we are practitioners, not savages."

"Practice the Dao and keep pace with the times. Didn't fellow Taoists practice in the cave for hundreds of years and didn't adapt to the changes in the outside world?"

"The ancient path of West Wind has been eliminated long ago. Today's 72 Spirit Peaks all follow the last-elimination system. This fellow has to actively adapt."

"Is it because Lingxiao Fajia is not good-looking, or Wanlan Yunchariot is not good enough, who still rides cranes these days."

Flying artifacts such as Lingxiao Fajia and Wanlan Yunchariot are the vehicles of the disciples of the Lanshan Sect. Among the same type of magical artifacts, they are undoubtedly the best.

Not only can you escape thousands of miles, but there are also many means such as the guardian talisman sword and the wall of gathering spirits.

Compared with the ancient mounts, the applicability is much higher.

Therefore, in today's practice world, except for some rare beasts with rare bloodlines and unique advantages.

Monks rarely train mounts anymore.

Naturally, there will no longer be the scene of a fairy riding a white crane.

Seeing the successive news, Sikong Changming felt bitter.

The clown is me?
In my mind, the image of those who practiced great powers, who are immortal, has been completely shattered at this moment.

At the same time, in the depths of the Lanshan Sect, there is a majestic mountain that is shrouded in clouds and fog all the year round, making it difficult to see the real shape.

Two ancient trees grow together.

There are ancient vines between the trees, tangling into a hammock.

An old man in shabby clothes was lying on a hammock with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap.

A few pieces of disciple jade plates were randomly piled on the ground like roadside stones.

News of many disciples kept appearing on it, like a flash of light and flint.

"What year is it, these disciples are still clinging to those old things?"

The sleeping old man pouted, muttered, and turned over.

"The mentality is not as young as an old man like me, so it's really useless."

"Ha ha."