My practice narration is weird

There is something unusual about Qingqiu.

As long as one is here, the aura of the cultivators will be stronger than before, and a wisp of aura can exert three times the power of the previous one.

A flash of sword light flashed across the desolate northern plain.

This is what Lu Caiwei did with this sword.

There is no huge vortex of aura like Ye Wuyou's, but the aura that is constantly condensed is condensed into a line of the sword tip.

In front of Xing Dao, who is no longer blocked, the sword tip trembles slightly, and then a crisp tremor is emitted.

There is also a sound of metal and stone mixing, sparks, and it is extremely piercing.

Ye Wuyou has seen the magical powers of Lingxue Pavilion many times, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, and they are similar.

But this magical power cannot avoid chains and blood sickles.

The blood sickle has been used, and there are still chains.

[Magic Power·Zhan Wuchang]

The iron chain keeps circling around Xing Dao like a snake, and the black iron chain is tightly wrapped around the sword body.

The long sword rang out, and the chain trembled. The place where the metal and stone were mixed seemed to melt, and waves of sticky black liquid appeared.

Xing Dao had no expression on his face, and he faced the enemy with one hand, blocking this almost unparalleled sword move.

In Qingqiu, it was not only Ye Wuyou who had his aura and supernatural power enhanced.

He was in the seventh realm.

He was a practitioner in the Tianji realm, which was difficult for thousands of people in the world to achieve.

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship of the girl in front of him was, or how exquisite the opportunity was, what would it matter?

The gap in realm was like a natural moat, and strength was always his best trump card.

Lu Caiwei's eyes flickered, and the arm holding the hilt of the sword suddenly paused, and then the aura of the whole body suddenly increased again.

That was not Lu Caiwei's power.

There was even more supernatural power brilliance flowing on the sword.

He did not get away and draw the sword, but wanted to use his supernatural power again.

Want to change his moves?

Xing Dao's face did not change, but there was a sneer in his eyes.

You want to change your tactics, this Pavilion Master has already anticipated it.

[Magic Power: Golden Sword Returns]

The bloody sickle was swung, and in an instant, the powerful aura overflowing from Lu Caiwei was suppressed.

Just like a river being blocked for a moment, the aura of Lu Caiwei was also stagnant for a moment.

If you have to say it, it is a bit like the shadow of the mute girl's [Silence], but the time is only a short moment, far less than the mute girl's ability to disintegrate all magical powers.

But this is enough.

In a fight, a moment's difference is the difference between life and death.

Xia Anmeng's angry voice came from my heart... What kind of method is this to disturb the aura of others?

Xing Dao slashed again and chopped directly at the woman's head.

Ye Wuyou's eyes flashed, but he did not look at Lu Caiwei, but gently pointed his fingertips at a certain place.

He wanted to activate the mark of life and death.

In this case, let's [Retrace]...

At the moment, Xing Dao's moves have been figured out.

But suddenly, Xing Dao's eyes paused slightly, and then the blood sickle changed direction and swung the knife to the sky.

But now, the blood sickle that could suppress Ye Wuyou was crushed like thin paper.

Snow-white hair fluttered.

Without seeing any movement, and without much light and shadow, Xing Dao's figure suddenly retreated dozens of feet.

Ye Wuyou paused slightly and let go of his hand.

There were ice crystals everywhere, like the sharpest blade, blowing towards Xing Dao like raindrops.

Xing Dao did not dodge, but just held one hand flat in front of him, and the stagnant barrier like before appeared in front of him.

But at this moment, about one-tenth of the ice crystals still penetrated the stagnant lotion-like barrier.

Xing Dao was silent, looking at the torn sleeves and the tiny wounds slowly appearing on the skin.

A strand of scarlet blood slowly overflowed from it.

He slowly raised his head and looked forward, looking at the figure of the woman standing in front of him.

"Luo Qinghan, I thought you were a smart person when I saw you didn't make a move before. Why can't you figure it out now?"

Luo Qinghan didn't speak, but the aura that permeated her body responded.

She didn't understand Ye Wuyou's thoughts, or she didn't know what that guy was thinking.

But it didn't matter. She didn't care about Ye Wuyou, but the woman standing behind her at the moment.

Her battle line was always the same as Lu Caiwei.

The snow-white hair was blown by the surging aura and kept flying. Luo Qinghan's aura rose little by little.

Sixth realm Tianquan?

No.

It's no different from the seventh realm Tianji.

Luo Qinghan, who was originally only one step away from the seventh realm, had undoubtedly reached the boundary of the seventh realm with the strange blessing here.

Xing Dao looked at this scene, and finally a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Xing Dao did not underestimate Luo Qinghan, so he had that conversation before, and even took the initiative to mention "Your Majesty" and stated his purpose.

He just wanted Luo Qinghan to understand the situation and not to meddle in other people's business.

If it was an ordinary person, Xing Dao would not waste a word.

In fact, it was true.

But he was even more confused in his heart.

In Xing Dao's mind, Ye Wuyou might have some unclear relationship with Luo Qinghan?

Otherwise, why would they travel together? Even traveled thousands of miles from Daxuan to Dayan.

And Luo Qinghan also spoke for Ye Wuyou before, so he and her had such a dialogue.

Xing Dao looked down on Ye Wuyou in his heart.

In his opinion, this person had nothing to show for himself except that stinky skin that was still acceptable.

Cultivation? Just a fifth-level ant?

During the time of Daxuan, Xingdao never spoke, but he saw the situation clearly.

Ye Wuyou was in Daxuan at that time, so he often hung out with the Luo family woman who looked like a corpse under the veil. What could he possibly want?

Picture her dead body? Picture of her having corpse spots on her skin? Why doesn't it hurt if she doesn't feel any touch?

Isn't he just a pretty boy? So that when the head of the family dies, he can inherit everything in the Luo family?

Look, the little girl from the Luo family in the back seemed to have suppressed the weirdness in her body for some reason. As a result, the kid ran away without saying a word and patted his butt.

But now, there are two more women around him.

One is Luo Qinghan, the other is unknown, but he is also at the Sixth Realm.

Either of the two girls could crush Ye Wuyou under their feet.

Women are strong and men are weak, what does it sound like?

Ha... In Xing Dao's heart, Ye Wuyou was just a male prostitute who used his sweet words and appearance to please women.

Therefore, Xing Dao sneered at Ye Wuyou's behavior.

But then, he took action against Ye Wuyou. Although he looked hesitant in his eyes, Luo Qinghan did not make up his mind to intervene in the end.

But what now?

What's so good about this kid Ye Wuyou, is it so important?

That's the way it is.

The Xingdao brain supplement is completed, and the logic is fully closed on its own.

Thinking of this, Xingdao spoke calmly and shouted to Luo Qinghan.

"Luo Qinghan, why do you care so much about that male prostitute?"

After hearing these words, Luo Qinghan's energy that he had gathered for a long time stagnated for a moment and almost stopped.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were blank.

As soon as Ye Wuyou stepped forward, he was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Male prostitute, pedophile?

Who is talking about?

Where is this thing?

[Why don’t you understand this? You caught the clues in the words in an instant and understood everything]

[No matter how cold and fierce a woman is, she also has an unknown side in private. The cauldron in front of you has been alone and guarded like jade for many years. It seems that she is unbearably lonely in her boring practice life. Naturally, she longs for the romance, but it is a pity that she has been there for so many years. No progress has been made, and I am still a virgin, which is sad and deplorable]

Well, after the narration explained it like this.

Ye Wuyou understood.

This is what it turned out to be.

Immediately, Ye Wuyou laughed, thinking that the master of Lingxue Pavilion still lived a long time and knew so many things.

"Luo Qinghan, why do you still have this history? It's quite hidden. I haven't seen that person in Daxuan for so long."

As soon as these words came out, Xingdao's eyes changed slightly, seeming a little surprised.

Luo Qinghan's back was turned to Ye Wuyou, his expression could not be seen, but his breath couldn't help but fluctuate.

Ye Wuyou didn't pay attention to Xing Dao at all. At this moment, he saw Luo Qinghan's breath fluctuating, which further confirmed his suspicion in his heart.

So what if I'm in danger now?

Ye Wuyou added in a leisurely voice.

"Luo Qinghan, there is nothing to hide about this matter. Why don't you tell me who that person is? After this, if I can go back alive, I will personally help you tie that person up and send him to bed!"

Xingdao's expression changed visibly.

The Seventh Realm Pavilion Master of Lingxue Pavilion looked at Ye Wuyou with a somewhat deep look.

He admitted that he underestimated Ye Wuyou.

Thinking about it, not everyone can eat this bowl of rice. To be able to live like this till now, Ye Wuyou really has something special about him.

And what about Luo Qinghan?

Luo Qinghan finally laughed out of anger.

She turned her head and looked at Ye Wuyou with cold eyes. She didn't know whether it was anger or a smile, and she gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"Ye Wuyou, you idiot, the boy he is talking about is you!"

As soon as these words came out.

The smile on Ye Wuyou's face suddenly stiffened, and at the same time it dissipated bit by bit, turning into gloom.

Dog narration, dog narration.

He took a deep breath and slowly raised the knife. Anger mixed with Qi rippled out, and his momentum was several times stronger than before.

Furious.

Luo Qinghan even looked at him and then sneered.

"Ye Wuyou, why can't you calm down now? I would like to advise you, don't let your anger get to your head. I won't be able to save you then."

Ye Wuyou didn't care, he just glanced at the woman and said calmly.

"Luo Qinghan, how can you accuse me of your stubborn temper? Take care of yourself."

Luo Qinghan sneered and wanted to retaliate, but the current situation was critical and she would not be as careless as Ye Wuyou.

She is very calm.

So she looked away again.

Ye Wuyou looked in front of him with extremely dark and angry eyes, looking at Xing Dao, but he directly cursed.

"Old thing, your whole family is full of boys."

Xingdao frowned slightly, wondering what Ye Wuyou meant by his words.

By the way, why is he so angry?

Did I say something wrong?

His eyes shifted slightly, but he saw the sword-wielding girl Luo Qinghan was always protecting behind him.

Um?

Xingdao's eyes flickered slightly, as if he thought of a rumor circulated by Daxuan.

I see.

The punishment is enlightened.

His eyes were calm at the moment and he said to Luo Qinghan.

"It turns out that this pavilion master was wrong. It turns out that the rumor is true."

Luo Qinghan responded in silence, but his eyes were as cold as frost.

Xingdao didn't care, instead, a teasing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he said calmly.

"It turns out, Luo Qinghan, you are really a mirror grinder. If I had known, I would have asked my disciple to give it to you..."

Luo Qinghan's expression paused slightly.

The next moment.

Furious.

The huge qi machine was like a long river flowing backwards at this moment, and there seemed to be an extra qi vein on the desolate northern plain, soaring straight into the sky.

The woman's snow-white hair fluttered wildly, and her big sleeves caught the breeze.

At this moment, the ice in Luo Qinghan's eyes melted, followed by endless fire.

This scene made Ye Wuyou's eyes widen.

Then, he suddenly spoke.

"Hey, calm down, Luo Qinghan, calm down!"

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The three wolves stood in the distance with the little red wolf in their arms, looking ahead in confusion.

The roaring sound kept rising, creating huge deep pits in the already withered Qingqiu grassland.

Several figures rose and fell one after another on the grassland, without ever setting foot in the sky.

Although this place has improved the practitioner's energy, it has forbidden air. Even in the seventh realm, it can only maintain air without being disturbed.

Now the four of them were fighting in a chaotic mess.

The light of the sword and the light of the sword complement each other, and the ice crystals and blood scythes continue to eat away.

The grassland full of withered yellow has now been covered with a layer of white frost.

At present, Luo Qinghan, with the blessing of Qingqiu, every move is no different from the seven realms.

After all, Luo Qinghan was only half a step away from reaching the Seventh Realm.

But although Xingdao was also blessed by this place, it failed to cross that threshold after all.

No matter how powerful his magical power is, he can only stay within the limit of the Seventh Realm.

With Luo Qinghan taking the lead, he and Xing Dao were evenly matched for a moment, and even outnumbered him based on his momentum alone.

The blade passed by, but was flicked away by Xing Dao's mysterious finger.

Qi vibrated, the tiger's mouth collapsed, Ye Wuyou gritted his teeth, stopped the warmth in his throat, and swept backwards.

A voice sounded from Ye Wuyou's heart.

"Boy, some tricks have been used on your injury. It won't heal. Why don't you retreat and heal your injury first? Anyway, these two women will help you support it."

"It's just a minor injury." Ye Wuyou replied subconsciously, then glanced at his waist from the corner of his eye.

The wound on the waist had been repaired by [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] before, but it was still gnawing away like maggots on the tarsal bones, making it difficult to heal.

Now it has cracked open again, with bones visible and blood constantly flowing out.

"Okay, I'll just advise you. The injury is on your waist, so you don't end up with two halves of Ye Wuyou." Feng Xinxin responded calmly.

Xingdao's eyes were gloomy, his target was just Ye Wuyou.

In other words, it was the wind spirit in Ye Wuyou.

He immediately knocked the opponent away, intending to pursue him, but the moment Ye Wuyou's figure swept back, sword light struck again.

After using the two magical powers, the sword shadow was defeated and swept back. The next moment, frost and coldness filled the air, and the ground and sky were filled with frost.

The three of them didn't have any experience working together, but now they had a tacit understanding with each other, filling positions one after another.

Xingdao paused, but instead of fighting head-on, he swept back again.

Among these people, the only one he cared about was Luo Qinghan.

This place is really weird. Why does it cause the flow of energy in people's bodies to change quickly and their magical powers to increase?

Otherwise, no matter how talented Luo Qinghan is, he is not enough to be his enemy.

And [No Lower Limit] is too difficult to deal with. Even if you are in the seventh level, you can't really hurt the opponent unless you use your full strength.

But now there are two people who are constantly swiping the formation for Luo Qinghan to consume his energy. How can he use his full strength? Luo Qinghan also ignores defense and only focuses on fighting.

Tsk…

That’s all.

He flicked his sleeves, but no movement was seen. The ground in front of him was rumbled and an abyss-like gap was cut, and endless smoke and dust rose up.

Luo Qinghan's steps paused slightly, and Xingdao also used this to stretch his figure.

Xingdao's words came from the rising smoke.

"Luo Qinghan, do you really want to be the enemy of this pavilion master?"

Luo Qinghan's gaze remained unchanged and he responded calmly.

"If the Pavilion Master retreats now, Qinghan will not stop him."

"What a loud tone..."

I couldn't clearly see Xingdao's expression at this moment, but I could hear the faint smile in his voice.

The words paused for a moment, then Xingdao spoke again.

"Luo Qinghan, have you never seen the real mystery of the Seven Realms?"

But before Luo Qinghan could respond, he spoke again.

"Yes, your master's foundation was damaged in his early years. He is lucky enough to be able to live to this day and set foot in the Seventh Realm through Taoism. Naturally, he does not have the ability to use the Seventh Realm method. After all, this method consumes a lot of money. Your master said it was the Seventh Realm, but it was actually stronger than the Sixth Realm."

"As for Baiyun Temple, you have never been familiar with it. Those two old guys who have lost their sharpness long ago will naturally not waste their time and energy to show you the secrets of the Seven Realms."

Seven realms of mystery?

Excessive consumption?

What is that?

Luo Qinghan really didn't know.

After all, the Seventh Realm is extremely rare in the world. Facing the Sixth Realm, the Seventh Realm can crush it without spending much energy.

"The Five Elements Sect to which you belong? Haha, if the old woman had all the Five Elements, this Pavilion Master might still care a little bit, but the Five Elements lost the two elements of Water and Fire, and even the strongest one among them was snatched away by someone in Wushan Mountain. , so she was the only one who didn't go to greet the Immortal Envoy, and was even forced back by Ji Wuye with a single shot. To be honest, this Pavilion Master, it's really laughable that she has cultivated the Seventh Realm as well as she has. "

"Perhaps, this is why she is so eager to cultivate you..."

When he mentioned his master, Luo Qinghan's eyes finally showed a hint of solemnity.

She didn't know these things... She only knew that the master was strict and had a stubborn personality, and he didn't allow her to have other ideas.

Although he left the Five Elements Sect at this moment, Luo Qinghan still felt a little angry when he heard this.

"What do you want to say?"

What?

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the ancient and solemn face of Xing Dao.

He spoke slowly, his voice low.

"This Pavilion Master wants to tell you that I don't care about your master at all. If you stop me again, Luo Qinghan, you will die."

"Even if this Pavilion Master did something, even if I killed your master and cut off the inheritance of the Five Elements Sect, it would not be a big problem."

"After all, this Pavilion Master is doing things for the Lord."

The voice gradually became cold, this was Xing Dao's last ultimatum.

"Boy, it's not too late to run away now." Feng Xinling's words rang in Ye Wuyou's heart.

Ye Wuyou didn't run away.

Because this place can't run away.

If he was exposed, how could he avoid the pursuit of the Seven Realms? Hiding from here and there for a lifetime?

Luo Qinghan was already standing in front of him at this moment, and he was already forced to eat soft rice.

You can't be worse than a gigolo.

In the mind's perception, the three wolves were a little far away.

Controlling the life and death of the three wolves, [Retrace] is still Ye Wuyou's biggest trump card.

Hearing the words of Xing Dao, Luo Qinghan frowned, but glanced at Lu Caiwei beside him, and then shook his head gently.

There seemed to be silence for a moment.

"Very good."

Xing Dao's figure flashed, but he stepped directly into the sky.

Luo Qinghan's eyes were puzzled.

Forcibly stepping into the air in this forbidden air area is not conducive to fighting, on the contrary, it consumes a lot of mind and energy.

But this did not prevent Luo Qinghan from stopping the other party.

As soon as she stepped, the frost filled the surroundings and turned into a sharp ice blade, and she was about to get up and rush towards the other party.

But Xing Dao had already pinched an ancient magic formula with both hands, looking at Luo Qinghan with pity.

"Luo Qinghan, do you really think that this Pavilion Master can't break your [No Bottom Limit]?"

The next moment.

Luo Qinghan, who had just taken a step forward, suddenly paused.

Starting from the body of Xingdao, ripples spread out.

The surrounding area suddenly fell into darkness.

Darkness cannot block the sight of practitioners.

But now even Luo Qinghan can't see anything, can't see anything.

No, it's not invisible.

At present, this is pure darkness, pitch black without any color, and there is no light around.

Ye Wuyou's right eye emits a scarlet light.

This ray of red light illuminates the area several feet in front of him, but it can't penetrate the darkness.

What happened?

The figures of the three people are surrounded by the red light and gradually come together.

Luo Qinghan looked around carefully, and his aura spread out and spread to the surroundings for exploration.

"Don't be distracted, he should be hiding in the darkness..." Luo Qinghan reminded.

Lu Caiwei nodded, the sword in her hand was shining with a faint light, and the aura in her body was surging, firmly protecting her body.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, and directly summoned [Ghost] to cover the three people.

Then, Luo Qinghan let [No Lower Limit] permeate the ghost.

What kind of magical power is this?

But it doesn't matter.

The protection of [Ghost] is superimposed on [No Lower Limit].

Is there really a magical power in the world that can defeat such a protection?

The three stood like this for about twenty breaths, and the surroundings were always as dark as ink, without any movement.

Lu Caiwei's eyes moved slightly at this moment.

She looked at Ye Wuyou's waist, looked at the blood that kept flowing out, and the deep injury, hesitated for a moment, and said in a very low voice.

"No, are you okay?"

Ye Wuyou grinned and chuckled.

"It's okay, I won't die."

Having said that, the injury is still difficult to heal, and there is still pain.

But Ye Wuyou has long been accustomed to such pain.

He has been chopped too many times.

His threshold is much higher than others.

If it were someone else, such as Luo Qinghan who had never suffered any injuries, they would probably not be able to bear it and would probably roll over in pain.

Seeing that Ye Wuyou was still so energetic, Lu Caiwei nodded, and the worry in her eyes was reduced a little, and she looked at the darkness on the side again.

The three of them stood around each other, guarding the small space in front of them.

There was a rustling sound coming from the darkness.

It was the sound of iron chains intertwining.

Luo Qinghan frowned slightly and warned in advance.

"Be careful, this is the magical power of Lingxue Pavilion..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Luo Qinghan, who was wrapped by [Ghost] and [No Bottom Line], showed astonishment in his eyes at this moment.

Blood splattered.

A deep scar that could be seen on Luo Qinghan's waist suddenly bloomed, and his waist seemed to be torn apart, and bleeding continued.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were even more blank, holding the sword to support her body, and her waist was also bleeding.

What happened...

Xing Dao stood in the darkness, looking at everything indifferently.

[Seven Realms - Dao Realm Expanded]

[Magic Power - Iron Chain Chain]