The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Somewhere in another world.

It snowed slightly.

Tianqing brushed off the accumulated snowflakes on his white robe, stood with his hands behind his hands, and walked slowly on the snow-covered road like a leisurely stroll.

Suddenly he stopped, shook his head a little foolishly and helplessly: "There are many visitors from far away."

As he finished speaking, a disembodied voice sounded in the empty street.

"Mr. Tianqing is really keen, but this is meaningless."

"My clan has deduced this situation thousands of times...Master of Xuanmen, it's too late!"

Hearing the sound, Tianqing pinched his fingers and moved them, then said lightly: "It's enough time."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly and looked into the air.

"All conditions are complete."

"The next thing... is just a little whimsical, that is to say..."

"It's up to you, little junior brother."

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New fairy world.

"Xuanmen, Chu Tianxiao, teaches the emperor the power of the goddess."

"The emperor's daughter of the Immortal Courtyard, Shui Menghan, has learned the magical powers of the young master of Xuanmen."

Sometimes, fighting with swords is also a way of speaking.

Perhaps it was because they had always wanted to decide who was the world's greatest genius, or perhaps it was out of respect for each other... In short, neither side held anything back in this "sword conversation".

This is a true all-out battle.

Looking around the field, I saw two equally terrifying forces. When they collided, the destructive force produced was like a meteorite falling to the ground, sweeping across the entire field and causing the situation to change!

A brilliant dazzling light burst out from the sword tips of both sides at the same time, refusing to give in to each other and captivating people's hearts.

The sword energy turned into a wandering dragon, running in all directions and sweeping across everywhere!

Chu Shui and I went back and forth, each using their knowledge in their lives. Their strength became stronger and stronger, and their speed became faster and faster. They were like two rays of light, constantly intersecting and colliding, but never hurting each other...

The two of them were skillfully dismantling each move. It was said to be a martial arts competition, but it was like a show of force.

It's no wonder that they met and knew each other on the Void Battlefield. They had done countless tricks with each other, so they were naturally very familiar with each other...

After years of training, Shui Menghan's already superb swordsmanship has made further progress. Chu Tianxiao, under the guidance of his father during this period, not only regained the Xuanmen swordsmanship, but also compared it with his original swordsmanship. After merging strong moves, I realized my own "unique swordsmanship", and my progress can be said to be rapid...

Therefore, now the two of them are equally equal and on par with each other.

Of course, this is largely because Shui Menghan's current situation is similar to Chu Tianxiao's.

It is important to know that on the path of cultivation, the Heaven Realm is the top of the five real realms. Once you step into it, it is like the difference between immortals and mortals. In order to have a perfect impact, one condition must be met - that is, you must peel off the nine layers of life and temper it outside, and He re-refines the Spiritual Joy Realm, waits until the time is right, integrates it into the body, and slowly recovers his cultivation, you can see that extremely high threshold... and finally push it away perfectly.

This is the recognized method of promotion to the strongest Zuntian, which is somewhat similar to "break and then stand".

Just because of its difficulty, few people dare to try it.

But... this is naturally not a problem for the arrogant Shui Menghan.

Therefore, although she has broken through the ninth level of fate, the cultivation she shows now is only at the lower level of Ling Yue.

And Chu Tianxiao was similar... except that he broke it even more thoroughly.

Now, his cultivation level is only half a step towards the peak of spiritual joy.

The two top geniuses in the world, who were half a level apart, were in a stalemate.

Violent shocks spread one after another, dust flew into the sky, and the sun and moon lost light.

Seeing that she was unable to attack for a long time, Shui Menghan showed an excited smile - in recent years, she has basically had no opponent among her peers. Now the opponent is similar to her age, one step behind her, but he can cross the border and fight her to a stalemate... ...So, how can a proud woman like the emperor Shui Menghan not have the desire to win?

With a thought in her mind, she rolled up her yellow shirt, and then a ray of green light suddenly came from outside the sky, and she held it in her hand with a swipe.

But the green light slowly turned into the shape of a jade flute.

The jasper-colored jade flute is extremely long and crystal clear. A bright red tassel hangs down slowly, alternating between red and green, which is extremely beautiful.

There was even a wisp of turquoise light emerging from the flute body.

That is not the paint of the jade flute, but the soul of the jade flute.

The soul is in jade, the blue light is crystal clear.

Seeing this, not to mention the strong men on Shui Menghan's side, even Zi Qian stared slightly...

"Soul-Eating Flute?"

Who is the so-called fairy in the flute who devours souls... This soul-eating flute is rumored to be a top spiritual weapon that can devour souls with vocal music, making people intoxicated and unaware of their return!

This is after the flute.

All flute players hope to get this unique jade flute. Even if they just take a look at it from a distance, it is a great honor.

Even the two senior sisters Ye Han of Xuanmen had longed for him, but unfortunately they had no chance to meet him.

Logically speaking, it should never be controlled by Shui Menghan now.

But the proud daughter of heaven is the proud daughter of heaven.

Shui Menghan gently brought the soul-eating flute to his mouth, closed his eyes gently, collected his energy and accumulated strength, and quietly whistled.

A mournful tune comes out gracefully along with the flute.

It was clearly noon on the bright sun, but everyone suddenly felt that night was falling and the witch moon hung high, giving off a desolate and cold feeling.

Just listen to the gentle and melodious sound of the flute, like the waves in the river at night, twisting and turning thousands of times, endlessly.

Suddenly the waves rose high, like a thousand rivers rushing forward, surging across the moon as if they were about to swallow it.

Soul-Eating Flute!

Thousands of rivers swallow the moon!

Chu Tianxiao faced waves that were higher than the previous one, but he was not panicked at all. He focused his mind and secretly used his true energy...

Suddenly, a light drizzle fell from the sky, and the raindrops fell on the waves. Although they were tiny, they gathered together and did not disperse.

With the momentum of falling rain, the waves were blocked in front of him.

This is the power of thousands of weak raindrops.

This is the change of falling rain.

The falling rain is warm, and thousands of rivers are rising.

The magnificence and tranquility are perfectly integrated at this moment, like a beautiful picture under the moonlight, which makes people admire endlessly.

Shui Menghan did not expect that the other party could use the escape method to harmonize the sound and tie with her soul-devouring flute. In addition to being amazed, she also aroused her desire to win.

Suddenly, she changed the tune of the music.

The tone suddenly dropped, sometimes clear and sometimes chaotic.

Shui Menghan slightly staggered, and then put the flute to her lips again.

The tune was played in a chaotic way, but it was connected into a beautiful music score. Chu Tianxiao immediately smelled a strong fragrance of flowers. Looking carefully, there was no thousand rivers around him.

There were only falling flowers and flowing water, pavilions and houses.

A picture like a paradise appeared in front of him, and the fragrance of flowers came, which made him want to get drunk to death here.

This is the soul-eating flute...

Soul-intoxicating flower sea.

Even the powerful ones who died were rarely able to escape the intoxicating fragrance.

But after experiencing so many things, Chu Tianxiao's temperament has long been tenacious, and his self-control is even more amazing.

Soon, his heart moved at will, and the rain gathered again and hit this illusion.

Shui Menghan was slightly stunned, as if she didn't expect the other party to have such a firm mind, and changed the tune again.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed sharply, becoming ethereal and deep.

Chu Tianxiao felt a wave gushing out from the sea of ​​flowers.

The waves hit him, it was so real, he had no way to gain leverage, and he instantly lost control of the endless rain.

But this predicament was quickly overcome by the overwhelming fighting spirit.

Great success level, fighting spirit art!

Countless mighty fighting shadows turned into lightning and smashed into the waves.

Boom!

Shui Menghan's soul was hit, and he immediately took a step back and removed the illusion.

Chu Tianxiao also took several steps back.

The two of them fought fiercely at the soul level, but they were still evenly matched, and it was hard to tell who was better!