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Yin Miaomiao walked out of the Light Gate, but found that Han Shan did not appear beside her. It seemed that the power of the Tianwenjie could not change the rules of the Nine-Level Tower, so she was sent to another place.

This is also good, and it will only become more and more dangerous later. Yin Miaomiao felt a little relieved, and his attention turned to his teammates who had arrived first. They were surrounding a strange item, with strange expressions.

Yin Miaomiao followed him and was also stunned, with a deep sense of doubt appearing between his eyebrows.

"What is this?" Jin Xiaodie asked many people's thoughts, "It looks like a magic weapon."

It is a demon cultivator and does not have a good understanding of human magic weapons, so he naturally asked about it.

But Yan Baiyu said: "It's not like."

Although he is a sword cultivator, he is old and has many knowledges. He has seen no more than 1,000 magic weapons. He can confirm that this thing is not a magic weapon with just a swipe of spiritual consciousness. Because there is no spiritual power or material on it.

It is not a treasure of heaven and earth, and no magic array has been engraved.

——This thing looks like a silver spindle.

The surface is smooth and has a silvery luster. There are many lines drawn on it and some strange symbols are painted. There is a thin and invisible slit in the central part. If it were not for the extraordinary eyes of the Nascent Soul monk, it would be almost impossible to see it with the naked eyes of ordinary people.

However, for monks, there is no spiritual power on it, and the materials cannot block the spiritual consciousness. The components inside are of course complex, but they have no power, as if they are just an exquisite toy for children.

The reason why I did not destroy it rashly was that I couldn't figure out the intention of the Nine-Level Tower, which was probably a test.

You Baichuan: "Like a mechanism."

Lan Suxin also said: "The lines outside seem to be Pythagorean square diagram."

"really."

Mathematics is not a compulsory course for monks, but basic mathematical knowledge falls within the scope of calculation and is an introduction to practicing divination skills. Although the ten people here are not good at divination skills, they all know more or less.

Yan Baiyu had a headache: "Isn't it necessary to crack the mechanism?"

Destroying the mechanism is just a matter of his fingers. If he cracks it... isn't it a bit embarrassing? He has a specialized career, and he will have a headache when he thinks about this kind of meticulous job.

"That's a bit interesting." Po Jun returned to the tower and returned to his hands and feet. A red light flashed in his eyes, and he was vaguely excited. He was not good at building mechanisms, but he was locked up more often.

, I have some experience in cracking the mechanism.

However, just as he was about to take action, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of someone doing similar actions to him.

When I looked closely, I was angry and Yin Miaomiao was again - but at the beginning of the Nascent Soul, I acted more arrogant than Yan Baiyu and pretended to be more pretending than Lan Suxin. No matter how I looked, I couldn't stand it.

He was originally a rebellious person, and he didn't care what happened to Guiyuan Sect. On the contrary, he felt so happy when he saw the old guy in the sect being defeated. Therefore, he was on a whim and had no idea of ​​making profits for the sect, but he was in a sensible way.

It was such a wonderful thing. When he first met, he couldn't stand Yin Miaomiao. Seeing that she had taken action, he didn't want her to succeed.

Pojun's thoughts moved, his spiritual power surged. As soon as the chains of his hands and feet sensed the fluctuations of his spiritual power, a bright red beam burst out immediately. The blood vessels seemed to be controlled by external forces, bulging up one by one, and wanted to bind his movements like ropes.

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At the same time, his internal organs seemed to be suddenly hit by lightning, twitching violently, and severe pain came from his limbs and bones.

But his eyelids didn't move for a moment, and he resisted the severe pain and took action.

And from the moment he broke out in the fight to the first move, there was only a moment.

Yin Miaomiao's thoughts were still on "Is this thing a capsule?" He was attacked in the flash of lightning and had no time to react.

She instinctively used the floating light of the water and moon to escape, and at the same time cast a wall with fire to resist the flying sword. It was not until the pain on her shoulders came that she had a thought in her mind: So strong.

Pojun is very strong.

At the beginning, he swung a sword in front of the Nine-level Tower. Because the sword intent was restrained and all fell on the tower, the bystanders could not feel the force and there was not much shock.

It was not until this whim that everyone suddenly realized that the name Pojun was not a false name.

Even Lan Suxin, who had fought with him, could not help but be secretly shocked: Pojun's body wearing the locked immortal shackle can burst out with such strength, which is much stronger than before. Over the years, Guiyuan Sect has made this madman.

Where did you go?

Gala. Pojun moved his five fingers and his joints made a crisp explosion. This was a small explosion caused by the impact of his spiritual power and the power of the shackles. Each stroke could shatter the bones.

But unfortunately, his bones have been crushed and reborn countless times. Now, the pain of mere bone shattering has excited him.

"This secret realm is much boring than I thought." Po Jun stretched out his muscles and said regretfully, "The gods and gods are mysterious and unconscious. I don't know what they are doing. Tsk, it's much different from what I'm looking forward to."

When he learned that there were people from all major sects going to the Nine-level Tower, he was very excited and thought he could fight with the masters of various sects several times. Who would have thought that it was not the case at all. He was bound by magic power and then went into a mess again.

The illusion is boring.

It's time to make the secret realm look like a secret realm.

There is no fighting in a secret realm, and it is not the style of a monk.

Lan Suxin remained silent: "Pojun, the situation is not clear now, and it is time to work together."

Po Jun laughed: "Lan Suxin, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. You are very upset when you take the inheritance of Shenjing to Chongxiao Sect, are you? Don't say you don't want this thing, I just started

, didn’t it be as you wish?"

"It is inevitable that people have selfish intentions. But if Chongxiao Sect gets it, there will be no loss to my Wanshui Pavilion." Lan Suxin is so powerful, she will be so easy to provoke, "The thing that is to worry about is your Guiyuan Sect."

"You are wrong about this, I don't care who the flower falls." Po Jun licked the corner of his lips, and the spiritual energy around him swept away like a sharp sword light, "I just want to... have some fun."

Before he finished speaking, Chong Dou Jian was already heading towards the metal capsule.

Yan Baiyu held the void and the sword of Wuming came out.

The sword of the No. 1 Master of the Nascent Soul was just unsheathed, and a terrifying chill was felt. The spiritual power in the tower was like a substance, stalemate around him, and the huge pressure was like a huge wave ten meters high.

But at the same time, the metal capsules remained motionless, as if they were in the eye of the typhoon and had no interference.

Everyone present knew that this metal was only harder than mortal iron. Even if a qi-refining cultivator would damage it with a little force. It can only prove that it can remain calm during the battle between two Nascent Soul masters.

That is, Yan Baiyu's control of spiritual power has reached a certain level. Not only can he restrain his power without leaking, but he can also accurately grasp the trajectory of each sword intent, like an arm pointing.

The opposite is Pojun.

He did not restrain his strength. On the contrary, his sword intent and spiritual power were extremely reckless, and he went to various places as he pleased, strangling all enemies.

However, Pojun has a fatal weakness. He can carry the pain and act in his body, but he cannot use the realm of the Nascent Soul no matter what.

As long as Yan Baiyu expands his own territory, Pojun will be suppressed.

However, Yan Baiyu did not intend to use the power of the domain.

First, the space in the tower is too small, and it is difficult to prevent accidental injury with the power of the domain; second, the other party is trapped by the Immortal Locking Shackle, and he still has to use the domain to deal with it, which is unreasonable. Not to mention that there is a crystal-like brittle one.

If you are accustomed to killing mice, you don’t need to be the safest.

He had never fought with Po Jun, and he would not lose money by just making a gesture. This guy said rightly, if he didn't take action in the secret realm, he always felt that something was missing.

Besides, it is much easier to do your hands than to use your brain. He agrees with this solution.

The battle between two Nascent Soul masters exploded the surging undercurrent.

Although the original "past" and the "present" of the illusion have some mystery, in the final analysis, there are no substantial benefits. Therefore, even if you suffer a little anger and suffer a little loss, everyone will endure it.

But this situation was broken after Yin Miaomiao obtained the inheritance of Shenjing.

That is the inheritance of the world. Even if it is only a low-level part, it will be of no use to monk Yu himself, but it will have a great impact on the sect.

Pojun doesn't care, Lan Suxin must care - Chongxiao Sect has developed fast enough in recent years, no matter what is hidden in this thing, they should not take it away. Besides, Yin Miaomiao has already obtained the inheritance of Shenjing.

But he stopped when he saw the opportunity and took action again, which violated the tacit understanding of the three major sects.

Lan Suxin believed that even if she directly attacked Yin Miaomiao at this time, there were reasons for her to be reasonable. However, she was worried about the presence of the demon, so she kept her face and chose to go straight to get the metal capsule.

The sword around the fingers came like a thin and fast lightning bolt, suddenly coming.

Yun Lian raised his hand, and the spiritual energy condensed into a sword.

At the same time, You Baichuan stood in front of him, like a silent mountain, silent and firm: personal relationships belong to personal relationships, and position depends on position. No matter how he doesn't like Lan Suxin, she is also the elder of Wanshui Pavilion. If necessary, they must be consistent.

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Besides, isn’t he not fighting with Yin Miaomiao? He is very proud of his face.

Yin Miaomiao had to face Lan Suxin directly.

She didn't ask why, she had already understood the reason, but just confirmed: "Is it necessary to be this time?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't have taken action." Lan Suxin said lightly, "Balance is hard-won."

Yin Miaomiao said: "Maybe I can only solve this puzzle."

"You're too underestimating the world." Lan Suxin said coldly, her dull look suddenly became vivid. The finger-bending sword was like a ghost in the dark, and the snow-white blade wrapped around Yin Miaomiao's shoulders and neck.

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The gentle spring breeze blew towards the neck.

Yin Miaomiao faced the sixth sword in the famous sword book for the first time, and finally understood why the person who died under this sword used to smile.

Lan Suxin's sword intent is too gentle, like the comfort of her mother and the whisper of her lover. She is clearly at the critical moment of life and death, but her fighting spirit is inexplicably subsided. The muscles relax against their will, the blood flow slowed down, and the body seemed to be melting.

Marshmallow suddenly fell into a hotbed and was unwilling to wake up.

Yin Miaomiao initially thought it was influenced by his spiritual consciousness, but later he realized that this was not the case.

The gentleness of the sword around the finger is somewhat like the action mechanism of mint. When it comes into contact with a human body, it will produce a signal similar to the caress of the spring breeze, which makes the brain wrongly judge the situation.

The moment I figured it out, the sword light arrived.

Blood splashes.

Before, Po Jun injured her right shoulder, and now, Lan Suxin hurts her left shoulder again.

Yin Miaomiao covered her wound and felt something was wrong: Pojun's attack suddenly came, and it was not surprising that she could avoid it, but she was already in a wartime state when fighting with Lan Suxin. How could she react so slowly?

She climbed up her back with a slight tremor. She raised her eyes and looked at Jin Xiaodie outside the battle.

"Oh, I've been discovered." Jin Xiaodie smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do it either. But you really shouldn't interfere anymore."

The author has something to say: Well, it seems that it is too friendly if you don’t do anything in the secret realm. I didn’t have the chance to fight before, but now I always have to fight~~

Some people seem to be unable to distinguish between Pojun and Jieming, but it is actually quite simple. Although Jieming is a demon cultivator, he is very smart. He is not a fan of Miu Miao's eyes, but he can judge the situation and show hostility, half sincere and half acting.

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But Po Jun is different. He is a Taoist cultivator, but he doesn't care about the interests of the sect, and it doesn't matter whether it hurts others and is not good for oneself. He just does whatever he wants and just feel good about himself. So why are he and Lan Suxin not dealing with each other?

Su Xin is a chess player, and Po Jun is a chess board. Miaomiao and Lan Su Xin are a bit like each other, so he dissed them together.

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