Ling tripod

Tian Yingcai laughed loudly, then pointed his finger and shouted: "What kind of master, can you block the power of Tian's attack? Dragon!"

After the words fell, Tian Yingcai pointed out!

With this finger, a giant dragon phantom appeared in the sky. This dragon shadow did not really exist, but was transformed into the genius's artistic conception. This person's artistic conception was actually a dragon!

As soon as the dragon of this artistic conception came out, it immediately charged towards the tavern below with a roar.

Behind the green curtain, Chu Yan still looked calm and couldn't help but said to himself: "Let's see if he is destined to be with me!"

At this moment, a slightly slender male voice came from the palace of the Lord of Ping An City:

"In my safe city, no one can run wild! Gun!"

As soon as the words fell, a phantom of a purple spear rose from the sky above the city lord's mansion!

It’s the artistic conception of a gun!

Lord City Lord!

At this moment, countless cultivators looked at the ten-foot-long purple spear in the sky and stood in solemn respect.

This is the artistic conception of their guardian beast, the Lord of Ping An City.

As soon as the spear came out, it immediately turned into a purple light and came out very quickly!

"Bang!"

"Ouch..."

Following an explosion and a dragon's wail, the head of the artistic conception dragon was directly penetrated by purple light, and the purple spear with a barb, carrying the artistic conception dragon, rushed out at extremely high speed, and finally unexpectedly It fixed the dragon of artistic conception on the city wall.

"puff……"

Tian Yingcai spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed an unprecedented look of shock: "Refining the mind!"

At this moment, he felt extremely remorseful. He knew that the lord of Ping An City was powerful. Today, he was plotting the sword manual of the Broken Sword. He also wanted to test it. How could he not take a peek at the wealth of Ping An City?

But he didn't expect that the lord of Ping'an City was already a master of spiritual power.

Only at this moment did Tianying realize why the lords of the first, second, and third main cities remained motionless.

Peeping into the mind, clarifying the mind, refining the mind, and transforming the mind, each step becomes more difficult!

Lian Yi, a cultivator in the realm of Lian Yi, even if he cares about Yilou, is still a top existence, he is willing to be the lord of a small town. Who would have guessed such a thing if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"This old man is blind and blind, so I ask fellow Taoist Ping to atone for his sins!"

Tian Yingcai was so frightened that his courage was gone. Killing him, a master of mind training, was like searching for something in a bag.

"roll!"

The sound sounded like thunder.

Tian Yingcai spat out a mouthful of blood, and then quickly backed away. He glanced at Can Jian coldly: "Humph, I will remember this!"

As soon as the words fell, the genius left at a very fast speed.

Can Jian gritted his teeth: "Chu Yan, this matter..."

"roll!"

Another scroll word came out.

This time, it was not coming from Ping An City, but from the Xunyuan Tavern.

This word "Roll" contains Chu Yan's terrifying power based on his artistic conception, and it also has medicinal properties.

"puff……"

The Remnant Sword and the Stone Sword both spurted blood and retreated.

"Half step to understand!"

Can Jian's eyes showed shock.

"Damn it, how could he be so lucky!"

He originally thought that he had reached half-step of enlightenment, which was already extraordinary, but he did not expect that this Gui Ling was at the same level as himself, and the word "Gui Ling" just now seemed to contain a different state of mind, which was several times stronger than him.

Finally, Can Jian said coldly: "Junior brother, let's go!"

After finishing his words, Can Jian turned around and left.

But Shi Jian was unmoved, staring straight at the ghost sword's body in the tavern.

The three of them are the third sons of swordsmanship. They are as light as brothers. They take the best care of Shi Jian, Can Jian and Gui Jian, who are somewhat mentally deficient. The special one is Gui Jian, who has no brothers and has already regarded Shi Jian as his own brother.

Although Shi Jian is sometimes not very smart, he knows who is good to him.

At this moment, he was crazy!

"Gui Ling, I'm going to kill you!"

As he spoke, a huge stone sword appeared above his head.

This is the transformation of his artistic conception. The three sword masters all understood the artistic conception of the sword, but the sword transformed by the artistic conception is different according to the sword practice they have practiced in the fairy world.

"Junior brother!"

At this moment, Can Jian had no time to stop him.

Even Bai Shuimiao and Nantianren didn't react.

The stone sword had already burned its lifespan, and it transformed its entire body into this attack and rushed directly towards the tavern.

In the palace of the city lord of Ping'an City.

"Let's see if you are really capable of this attack!"

The young voice spoke calmly to himself.

Just when the great sword of artistic conception, which contained all the cultivation of the stone sword, was about to hit the tavern with terrifying power.

A dull voice came from the tavern:

"liquor!"

With just one word, hundreds of wine jars flew up in the tavern. The moment they took off, they exploded and turned into boundless mist of wine.

These drinks all contain Chu Yan's artistic conception. At this moment, just one word from Chu Yan made the wine explode instantly.

This boundless artistic conception of wine turned into a huge shadow of a wine jar!

Above the shadow of the wine jar, the shadow of an old man appeared.

This old man has no face, but he gives people a sense of inscrutability.

"boom!"

The giant sword directly hit the wine jar, and the huge shadow of the wine jar shook instantly. Although it was full of cracks in the end, it did not break apart.

On the other hand, the giant sword of artistic conception collapsed instantly.

The stone sword fell from the sky and fell to the ground. Black blood spitted out of the corner of his mouth. Looking at the ghost sword lying in the tavern in the distance, he said with some guilt: "Brother, junior brother is useless!"

After the words fell, he fell to the ground and died.

The realm of wine contained Chu Yan's realm of medicine. The realm of medicine was reversed into poison. The poison of the stone sword, which was already seriously injured, exploded and died completely.

This is the second foreign cultivator who died in Ping'an City.

Shi Jian, one of the three sons of the sword, fell.

At this moment, in Jiannan Sect.

"Asshole, how could it be, how could Gui'er die, how could he die!"

Yun Zun looked at the broken soul jade card in his hand, and was furious at the moment. Ghost Sword had been enlightened by him, so it can be said that he was also his registered disciple.

Although the three masters of Jiannan Sect's sword were all passed on to Fei Qingyang, the three sons of the sword were their own disciples, and they were also very concerned.

However, just now, the soul jade token of Ghost Sword shattered.

This was undoubtedly a thunderbolt for Jiannan Sect.

Although the three sons of Jiandao were not as good as the son of Dao, Fei Qingyang, the four Tianjiao of Jiannan Sect were also the hope of Jiannan Sect's future. But if one of them died, how could they not be angry?

"It is rare for Tianjiao to die in overseas hunting. Tianjiao are related to their respective rear forces, and rarely fight to the death. This matter is strange..."

A cold look flashed in Yu Zun's eyes at this moment.

"No matter who it is, once found out, kill him immediately! Dare to kill the three sons of Jiannan Sect's sword, and have no intention of declaring war on Jiannan Sect!"

Feng Zun's voice was extremely cold.

At their level of cultivation, they rarely get angry, but this matter is too important.

Yu Zun immediately said: "Humph, if you kill one of my sect's Tianjiao, I will kill him..."

Before Yu Zun finished speaking:

"Bang!"

In front of him, the soul jade token belonging to Shi Jian suddenly shattered.

Shi Jian, dead!

One of the three sword masters just died, and everyone is still in hatred, and now, another person dies!

"Shi'er, Shi'er, who is it, who is it..."

At this moment, Yu Zun was furious, and he uttered a raging rage.

Shi Jian was his registered disciple, and among the three sword masters, he was the most honest, and never arrogant to cause trouble, but he was killed for such a character.

Yu Zun was angry!

"I want to see who you are..."

When Yu Zun was furious, he knew that there were mysterious rules and restrictions in the first inner sea, but he still frantically spread the power of his soul to the broken soul jade card, and deduced it at a very fast speed.

A picture emerged. Here was a city, and on the city wall, there was a dragon of artistic conception fixed by a purple spear.

There was a tavern below, Xunyuan Tavern.

Outside the tavern, there was a corpse lying!

Shi Jian!

Yu Zun was horrified. There was a dead body in the tavern!

Ghost Sword!

At this moment, there was another person in the sky.

Canjian!

With blood on the corner of Canjian's mouth, he roared:

"Ghost Ling, I will not be a human if I don't take revenge!"

After the words fell, Canjian left.

Ghost Ling...

At this moment, Yu Zun's heart was shocked, and then he was ignited with rage.

So much so that he even forgot to take back his soul power!

At this moment, a very cold voice that sounded like a man or a woman exploded in his ears:

"This place belongs to Yi Mou. Anyone who comes here without my permission will be punished!"

Boom!

There was a roar in Yu Zun's head, and the soul power that spread to the Fallen Immortal Island collapsed.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yu Zun's mouth.

His eyes revealed an unprecedented shock: "In the First Inner Sea, on the Fallen Fairy Island, who is this person..."

"No matter who it is, anyone who kills my Jiannan Sect's sword twice must die!"

Feng Zun was also furious at this moment, and seeing Yu Zun's sadness, his anger became even stronger!

While speaking, Feng Zun's soul shook and turned into thousands of soul swords. Each sword contained the same order:

"Seal off the First Inner Sea. Once the hunt is over, if the murderer walks out, I will cut him into pieces!"

The next moment, thousands of soul swords flew in all directions of Jiannan Sect!

The entire Jiannan Sect was shocked!