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"The Poison Emperor's arm was cut off by him!!" You Dangneng exclaimed.

This seemed incredible to them. After all, Wang Xian had only temporarily mastered the combat power of entering the Tao with the help of foreign objects.

They are truly powerful warriors.

"The Poison King is all about using poison. He is already weak when facing the enemy head-on. It is normal for him to have his arm cut off unexpectedly. Let's see how I subdue this kid!" A man in green clothes said.

Almost at the same time as the words came out, a mysterious light flew out of his sleeves. The mysterious light turned into a cone-shaped weapon and headed straight for Wang Xian at extremely fast speeds.

Wang Xian concentrated his energy and raised the psychic sword in his hand from bottom to top.

歘~!

Clang~!

The light of the sword cut through the air and knocked the cone-shaped weapon away, but the spiritual cone dispersed instantly and turned into dozens of small spiritual cones, attacking everywhere around Wang Xian's body.

At the critical moment, Wang Xian's body was filled with purple clouds, blocking these spiritual cones from outside him.

The opponent's offensive was blocked, and at the same time, someone took action again.

But it was a flying sword shining with green light.

The flying sword instantly broke through Wang Xian's Zixia defense and landed on his body.

Clang~!

Just like the sound of gold and iron clashing, Wang Xian's body was not damaged at all.

Lin Qianxing smiled in the distance.

The blending of Wang Xian and the Zixia Pearl produced by Zixia Mountain is equivalent to taking the path of harmony.

Now he is the purple sauvignon itself.

Its body is as strong as a divine object and cannot be broken by ordinary Taoist weapons.

Wang Xian's figure was thrown out by the impact, hitting the ground and destroying a large area of ​​soil, but surprisingly nothing happened.

His courage also grew.

He jumped directly into the air to confront the flying sword and spirit shuttle.

His moves became more and more perfect, and he gradually became familiar with the use of his own power.

"If we wait any longer, I'm afraid he will completely fuse with the divine object. How long do you have to wait?" The monk who used the spirit shuttle suddenly said.

Hearing the sound, the rest of the spectators swept away their thoughts and took action almost at the same time.

There were a total of eight mountain-moving monks, each showing their magical powers at this time, and they all bombarded Wang Xian.

All kinds of mysterious lights shine in the sky, and the phantoms of divine objects appear, and Wang Xian is about to be suppressed.

Facing this blow, even if Wang Xian was in harmony with Zixiuzhu, it was impossible for him to confront it head-on.

However, there is no way to hide.

He gritted his teeth and prepared to use the killing moves in his family's sword skills.

A phantom of a hundred-foot-long purple tiger appeared in the void and was about to be slashed out with his sword.

However, at this moment, for some reason, what Lin Qianxing had said to him suddenly appeared in his mind.

"What if this is a false move?"

After blending with Purple Sauvignon, his understanding has also been greatly improved.

At this moment he also woke up.

Indeed, isn't this just a false move?

It's just not obvious.

Ninety-nine percent of his power was reserved just for the purpose of escaping.

"Be careful, this kid is going to fight hard." Someone exclaimed.

The power was too terrifying and the edge was too strong. At one point, he had the aura to trade death for injury.

This kind of posture would scare anyone who sees it.

So the eight powerful men hesitated for a moment, fearing that the knife was aimed at themselves.

However, just for this moment of hesitation, Wang Xian turned into purple light and quickly disappeared from the sky.

Boom~!

The eight powerful attacks easily shattered the tiger phantom and landed on the ground, causing severe damage.

"Being fooled!"

They were so angry that they didn't expect that the cooked duck could fly.

Lin Qianxing ate the last piece of rabbit meat and walked leisurely towards Zixia City.

The powerful spirit of the Mountain Moving Realm named Poison King glanced at Lin Qianxing, and he thought about it, feeling that there was an opportunity.

Lin Qianxing is a colleague of Wang Xian at first glance. If Lin Qianxing is caught, he can get more information about Wang Xian, and maybe the treasure has a fate with him.

So he took action decisively, trying to capture Lin Qianxing into his palm.

"He was actually allowed to take the lead!!" A powerful man said in annoyance.

However, before the sigh from the divine mind ended, the Poison Emperor had already lost his voice.

He froze in place, his life breath quickly dissipating.

Bang~!

The Poison King fell to the ground, stirring up countless dead branches and leaves.

The remaining seven masters looked at each other with fear in their hearts.

If they were the ones who took action, I'm afraid they would be the ones who died.

Lin Qianxing returned to Zixia City and quickly found Wang Xian.

"What happened after you were hit by that purple light?" Lin Qianxing pretended not to know.

"I think I got some opportunities." Wang Xian said vaguely, and then he said: "Lin Kong, Mr. Murong Shan of the Xuanwu Division asked me to join the Xuanwu Division. Do you want to join me?"

"Forget it, I can enter the Xuanwu Division on my own. I will come next year. Since you have this luck, do your best." Lin Qianxing said.

Wang Xian saw Lin Qianxing's serious eyes and stopped forcing him.

In fact, he couldn't help it.

With a great treasure in his possession, if he doesn't join the Xuanwu Division now, he doesn't know how many covetous people he will face in the future.

Now only Xuanwu Division can protect him.

"I will wait for you at Xuanwu Division." Wang Xiandao.

"You haven't forgotten your dream, have you?" Lin Qianxing said.

"Of course I haven't forgotten it. It has already been realized." Wang Xian smiled.

As soon as the sound fell, a purple energy flew out of Wang Xian's body and was captured by Lin Qianxing.

The richness of this purple energy surprised even Lin Qianxing.

I don’t know what impact he will have on the world in the future.

Xizhou.

Shen Yongmen.

As an ancient sect that has declined, their sect now seems a bit out of touch.

Every building in the sect is in dilapidated condition, and the spiritual stones needed for the sect's protective formation are not available.

Now there are less than two hundred people in the entire sect.

Compared with the tens of millions of people in its heyday, today's Shen Yongmen is in as much abject poverty as possible.

Yu Yougang, the sect leader of the Shenyong Sect, looked at the newly recruited disciples and calculated the future distribution of spiritual stones with his fingers.

The sect now only has one spirit stone vein left, which can still produce some low-grade spirit stones. This is the sect's biggest income, but it is barely enough to cover the training expenses of the sect disciples.

In addition, the sect will also plant some spiritual grass, feed some spiritual beasts for sale, and occasionally do some business of subduing demons and eliminating demons, but these can't make much money.

When he took over the Shen Yong Sect from his master, although he said that he would make the sect prosperous, he vowed to bring it back to its peak.

But when we actually put it into practice, we realized how difficult it was.

They are too poor.

They were so poor that they couldn't even train any talented disciples.

Fortunately, he was lucky. In this Immortal Ascension Conference, he really missed a disciple that other sects did not want.

This disciple is only fifteen years old, but he has reached the true state as early as two years ago.

It's just that the muscles and veins all over his body were damaged a year ago. Although he was barely able to reconnect, he was still severely blocked, so he was looked down upon by many sects.

But he doesn't mind.

He himself is only a Fusion Realm monk. Even if the child's meridians are damaged and his talent is seriously affected, it should be no problem to reach the Fusion Realm one day, right?

Moreover, their sect also has a mysterious ancestor, who has easily helped solve problems many times in the past, and maybe he can also solve the problem.

"The rest of the disciples continue to do morning lessons, Fang Jie, you come with me." Yu Yougang said to Fang Jie.

Immediately, Fang Jie came out of the crowd and followed Yu Yougang all the way to the outside of a cave.

Yu Yougang said: "Old Ancestor, the sect has recruited a new disciple with extraordinary talent, but unfortunately his body is damaged."

After Yu Yougang finished speaking, after a long time, a voice came from inside.

"Let him in."

"Thank you, ancestor." Yu Yougang said with a salute.

After saying that, Yu Yougang warned Fang Jie not to go too far when meeting his ancestor, and then let Fang Jie enter the cave.

Fang Jie was full of curiosity.

He walked toward the cave.

Speaking of which, he is already a second-generation person. A year ago, he was jealous of some people and framed him and his family. However, he was a blessing in disguise, and he actually uncovered the mystery in the womb and awakened Su Hui.

In his previous life, his cultivation had reached the realm of reaching for the stars, and he died at the end of his lifespan when he was only one step away from the realm of reaching the moon.

In this life, he feels that he will definitely be able to take a step further, reach the moon-taking realm, and even have the opportunity to compete for the holy throne that has been nurtured for millions of years.

The top priority is to heal his injuries first.

This body was originally a talent that could be regarded as a gift for entering the Tao, but it was damaged by poison and was in tatters. If it weren't for a magical medicine left behind by his father before his death, which barely repaired part of his body, he would have been reincarnated now.

But it's okay now, he is alive at least.

There is hope as long as there is life.

While thinking about it, he found that the space around him seemed to have changed. The world in front of him became wider and wider. As he walked, he actually came to a small world.

The spiritual energy in this small world is extremely abundant, comparable to the cave heaven paradise of some large sects, in which spiritual herbs that are more than a hundred thousand years old are everywhere.

Even though Fang Jie had seen the world, he couldn't help but look surprised at this moment.

Since Shenyongmen has such a blessed place, why did it develop into that state?

He couldn't figure it out.

But he was a little excited at the moment.

Originally, he thought that his injuries could not really be cured, but now that he thought about it, that was not necessarily the case.

The Shenyong Sect is indeed an ancient sect that has lasted for more than a million years, and its foundation is truly profound.

Fang Jie followed the road and soon came to a simple residence.

In that residence, a four-legged bronze cauldron stood in it, with earth fire flowing underneath it, and some elixirs were cooked in the cauldron.

At this time, a young man in blue clothes walked out of the house. After seeing him, he pointed at the cauldron and said, "You're here just in time, jump in yourself."

Fang Jie glanced at the boiling liquid, seemed a little stunned, and asked: "I dare to ask, but in front of the seniors of Shen Yongmen?"

"That's right, they all call me ancestor." Lin Qianxing nodded and said, "Don't you want to heal your wounds? Just take off your clothes and jump in to wash."

Fang Jie fell into silence. He always felt that Lin Qianxing was lying to him.

"Senior, you're not joking, are you? Isn't there a gentler way?" Fang Jie hesitated.

With the liquid boiling over the ground fire, he couldn't just jump in and peel off the skin?

"A milder one?" Lin Qianxing thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, I raised some Gu insects before, it's almost as good as you go in and roll around."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and opened the window of a room, revealing various poisonous insects with their teeth and claws inside.

Lin Qianxing threw a lost-haired spiritual pig in, and in an instant, not even the bones were left.

"Gudong~!" Fang Jie swallowed and looked at Lin Qianxing with eyes full of surprise.

"Choose one!" Lin Qianxing said with a smile.

"Can it be cured?" Fang Jie asked.

"No." Lin Qianxing said.

Fang Jie started to run away, but without even moving his arms, Lin Qianxing grabbed him and threw him into the cauldron, and then closed the lid.

In an instant, Fang Jie felt the terrifying heat surrounding his whole body, and he had to use his inner breath to resist.

"My alchemy skills are superb, don't worry!" Lin Qianxing said outside.

Fang Jie, who felt as if his whole body was on fire, became even more uneasy when he heard this. He struggled desperately to escape, but it was in vain. The lid of the cauldron seemed to weigh hundreds of thousands of kilograms, and he could not move it no matter how hard he tried. It's shaking at all.

There was a look of despair on his face, and he sighed in his heart that he had been fooled this time when he came to Shenyong Mountain! ! !