Above the Immortal Cultivation

Ximen Gan looked at Dong Wushuang, who was trying to solve the mystery of the lines, as if nothing had happened.

He came here because of her, but the existence of the Qizheng secret realm of the Venerable Position made him realize a lot. If he didn't die, he would have done something else after leaving the secret realm.

However, the secret realm restricted the number "four" tightly. If he wanted to survive, he could only send others to the West.

This is not only the basic survival law of the immortal world, but also the eternal truth of the survival of the fittest.

He was lucky to understand the sword power of "Ximen Yijian". For this family's top-level heavenly-level skills, he has only now truly entered the hall and figured out some ways.

Before, he relied on his own talent and unremitting progress to defeat one powerful enemy after another.

Now looking back, it feels like a flash in the pan. All the previous experiences have come together to achieve his epiphany.

Talent is important, but the experience and tempering of blood and fire, life and survival are equally indispensable.

My opponents who have returned, if it weren't for your precipitation of me, how could I have the awareness and calmness of my accumulation at this moment.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."

From entering the Qizheng Secret Realm to the present, all the scenes flashed before his eyes, and two small doubts caught his attention.

He is a perfect person, pursuing perfection in people and things, and is persistent and stubborn.

Otherwise, how could he be what he is today.

One doubt is why he was the first to enter the boundless world at the end.

If the person who had been far ahead before was buried in the sea of ​​fire, even ghosts would not believe it, which is very absurd. Until now, he has not appeared. Where did "you" go?

The second doubt, yes, I also agree with Duan Zhi's strength and wisdom.

However, where did he go before? He became so unfathomable after half a year. And why didn't he use his talisman before, but kept it until now?

If everything is normal, then this person is really amazing!

This is very abnormal.

As the saying goes, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Could it be that he has some kind of conspiracy?

Since he realized the sword, Ximen Gan seemed to walk out of the fog, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he had a different understanding of everything.

It’s just that the powerful enemy, the Ninth Prince, is in front of him, so he should kill him first.

No matter what, he can’t escape the number "four" after all.

As for the two doubts, they are all in vain in front of absolute strength.

In a flash of thought, Ximen Gan’s slightly excited look became calm again.

The Ninth Prince suddenly found that Ximen Gan’s burning eyes just now had become indifferent, and the other party seemed to have entered a mysterious realm that was out of his reach.

Humph!

Pretending to be pretentious, just for show, just to confuse my mind.

"Sword Dao, the fourth heaven, ice blue!"

The Ninth Prince did not hide, and said it calmly word by word.

As soon as the voice fell, "whoosh whoosh whoosh", the whole hall was like frozen, reflecting a faint blue.

The temperature dropped 500 times.

In the void, there were cracking sounds of "crack, crack, crack, crack...".

Looking closely, the space of 20 miles where the Ninth Prince and Ximen Gan were located was directly solidified into pieces, pieces, and layers of ice chips, ice foam, and ice slag that "crackled" like teeth grinding.

Duan Zhi stared at the shocking ice blue sword intently.

There was only blue ice, where did the sword go?

Qingyan opened.

"Hiss!"

The back suddenly felt cold!

The sword is in the ice.

I saw countless light blue sword threads that were a thousand times thinner than hair, extremely shuttled and intertwined together, messy and irregular, but strands of threads, layer upon layer, covering the sky and the sun, dense as hemp, making people's scalp numb.

Circles, balls, nets, and clusters of blue ice sword threads swarmed towards Ximen Gan, who was wrapped in a faint blue light circle.

The blue light circle was shaky and would definitely collapse in a breath.

By then, Ximen Gan would definitely die.

But Ximen Gan did not give the Ninth Prince a chance to breathe, not even half a breath, one tenth of a breath, or one hundredth of a breath.

So much, too extravagant.

Ximen Gan in the light circle just casually swung a sword.

"Swish!"

A blue light circle spread out with him as the center in an instant.

Time froze at the moment he put down the Qinggang Sword.

The blue ice within a radius of 20 miles was instantly turned over by the blue light.

"Bang."

It was like the sound of a bubble breaking, and the Ninth Prince and his phantom blue shattered like a bubble without a trace.

Just like that, he was turned into nothingness by a sword.