My filial piety has gone bad

Her gaze kept going downwards until she saw Xiao Ran's figure from a distance in the middle of the wasteland on the sword thorn layer.

He didn't move a step, holding two broken swords in his hand...

Front and back come from the same sword.

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The amount of information in the new chapter is slightly larger, so it needs to be carefully considered, and it will be posted at one o'clock.

The amount of information in the new chapter is slightly larger, and it needs to be carefully considered. It will be posted at one o'clock in the afternoon.

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Chapter 0074 You are already standing on the top of the sky [Thanks to the hall master in the year of [-]! 】

Half an hour ago.

The sword thorn layer was still in the dark, shrouded by sharp sword intents and ghost bodies coming from all directions.

Xiao Ran crushed the pulp-swallowing beast pill, and poured the thin pulp into his throat, soaking the dantian and melting into the sea of ​​Qi.

After eating the last drop of resources he collected, he gritted his teeth and endured the pressure of the dark soul, sword after sword intent Ling Chi, and the flood of wraith attacks.

On the basis of not using the bone of the master's blood moon, the explosive blood pill of the uncle, and the power of the second-order resonance, he only relied on the massive resources he searched, the pill wall reinforced by the jiao pill, and the power of the first-order resonance, and he was able to use the power of the first-order resonance. Qi refining cultivation level cleared the clouds today, and finally saw the broad road leading to the top of the sword mound.

Heaven step!

He looked from afar, as if he saw the magnificent holy light of the fairy world...

When he was about to step up, he suddenly frowned, looked to the east and then to the west.

As if attracted by something, he was stunned for a long time without moving a step.

The blood mist covered the sky, the ghost body was cruising back and forth, the sword intent was constantly lingering, but he no longer attacked him, but made way for him.

His eyes were calm and unmoving, and he stood there for a quarter of an hour, as if he had fallen into a trance.

Until Sa Sa's sword intent suddenly spun, gathered, and condensed into a white-clothed figure, which appeared in front of him impressively.

The figure in white is not very tall, his appearance and figure are very vague, and he can barely maintain an image and temperament.

However, it has the soul coercion of the Mahayana realm!

It gives you a sense of majesty overlooking the common people, accommodating the vastness of the universe, experiencing the vicissitudes of infinite years, enduring suffering and experiencing the desolation of hell.

Misty?

Not like.

Xiao Ran should have been shocked, but he was attracted by other things, and his heart was very peaceful.

After staring at Xiao Ran for a moment, what surprised him was the sudden faceless figure in white clothes.

Bai Yi turned sideways with his hands behind his back, and asked slowly in a reckless voice:

"You can move forward, why stop?"

Only then did Xiao Ran see clearly that this was just a remnant soul.

The coercion of the Mahayana realm is limited to soul power, and its spiritual pressure fluctuations are not as strong as that of a Qi refining monk, so it can be said that it has no shape.

And Xiao Ran's physique endowed with the five elements and the heaven-level resonance mentality, what he is least afraid of is the attack of the soul.

Perhaps, this is the source of his calmness.

When you meet a suspicious stranger, don't answer his questions casually, ask first.

"who are you?"

The figure in white stood upright with his head raised, his feet on the grass, like a ghost hanging in the air.

"Don't the sword bearers today even know the head of the sect?"

As soon as Xiao Ran heard it, he remembered that this voice was very similar to the old voice that was heard in the elders' meeting at that time.

The difference is that one is the exuberant spirit of the middle-aged, and the other is the sound of dying candles.

It is indeed the remnant soul of the master!

Moreover, judging by the degree of decline in the soul power of this remnant soul, it has a history of at least 5000 years.

The head of the sect is obviously not dead yet, and he is still dozing in the underground cave on the main peak. What was the remnant soul doing here 5000 years ago?

Xiao Ran didn't immediately treat him respectfully, but only responded.

"It's only half a month since the disciple started, and he doesn't know the remnant soul of the master."

The figure in white let out a long sigh.

"Dare to bear the sword within half a month after you started. Is it because your talent is too high, or is it that Zongzhi Mountain has fallen to this point?"

Xiao Ran said calmly:

"All."

Bai Yi smiled calmly.

"Danbi is reinforced with jiaodan powder, and the brows are fused with the distracted strong man. He has filled up dozens of spiritual energy circles just now... If such a talent can be considered high, it is not only Zong Zhishan will fall, and the entire cultivation world will also be lost."

The corners of Xiao Ran's eyes twitched slightly, was the sect master so vicious when he was young?

He was not cowardly, and even asked back in order to hide the real purpose in his heart:

"Then why did you show up?"

Bai Yi calmly said:

"Because you are the only one in the past 8000 years who could have walked to a higher level of Sword Tomb, but chose not to take a single step."

Xiao Ran pouted.

"Maybe I've been mentally attacked?"

Bai Yi shook his head.

"The only thing you can't be attacked by is the soul attack. You can see me, and you can talk to me calmly, which means that there are no more than three people in this world who can cause soul damage to you..."

Saying this, he suddenly sighed:

"Unexpectedly, the most difficult thing to learn in the golden age is the mind method of the emptiness of all things, but it can still be mastered by people in the Dharma-ending age."