Sovereign to Immortality

On the northwestern part of Xishan, on the top of a wilderness, two dawns fell, and Zhang Yuming and Xuanyuan punished the surrounding environment.

The thunder and sky over the Xishan continent, from time to time there will be large and small gaps that are torn open. Some of the gaps are maintained for a little longer, and some will soon recover as the guardian array moves.

And whenever these gaps appear, there will be more or less light passing through the gap and descending on the western hill.

In the sky, from time to time, thunder and lightning are born out of thin air, some fall to somewhere in the western hills, and some are straight in the gaps opened in the sky.

Whenever these thunders fall into the sky, the speed at which these torn cramps are repaired will be accelerated. If there are foreign monks who are not lucky enough to happen to cross these gaps, they will eat hard. Remember the five elements of Lei Guang, repaired as a poor person will be annihilated in the thunder, even a few pieces of bones can not be left.

"This Xishan Yang is really extraordinary. It is no wonder that even Zhang Xiong, you have to escape from the stars of the world."

Xuanyuan punishes the thunder that flashes from time to time in the sky. Quite a little behind, he is afraid: "You and I are lucky. If you have just been hit by this, I am afraid that you will not be able to take it."

Zhang Yuming’s face with a metallic luster could not show the slightest expression. The whole person looked more indifference in the indifference, and he said coldly and coldly: “But it’s all left by Yang Junshan. Ze is gone, there is no Yangshan’s Xishan Yang’s, just like a giant who has taken off the spine, just looking at the monks.”

Between the two talking, the gods have already spread out dozens of miles around, but at the same time they have noticed a battle that is going on 30 miles southeast of the place, and just southwest just twenty miles away. A dawn of light.

"Hey, Zhang Xiong really didn't lie to me. This Yang family's monk has a unique accomplishment in the forging body. This small repair is not a realm. This forging body has been deep into the internal organs. As long as the embryo is slightly modified, it will be enough to create a silver zombie. If you cultivate one or two with your heart, you will not be able to become a golden one in the future!"

The attention of Xuanyuan’s punishment was immediately attracted by a monk who was first introduced into the battlefield.

Compared with Xuanyuan’s punishment for a Taoist monk who is dozens of miles away, Zhang Yuming is standing next to him, but his stiff expression on his face makes him elusive. Think in my heart.

"Hey, Zhang brother, what are you thinking about, actually so long?"

Xuanyuan punishes quickly noticed the abnormality of Zhang Yuming, so he asked.

Zhang Yuming "Oh", the gods swept over the battle group 30 miles away, slightly sinking: "Xishan Yang has a very good forging inheritance, and also pays more attention to the practice of forging. However, this minor repair can cultivate the forging technique in this way in the realm. I want to come out in the younger generation of the Yang family. The Xuanyuan brother is optimistic that this embryo wants to take it away, so it will be started as soon as possible, but it must be Be cautious."

Xuanyuan’s punishment was somewhat funny, saying: “Just Zhang’s brother also vowed to form a form that promised that this Xishan Yang’s appearance must be in jeopardy. How can it be so cautious in a blink of an eye?”

Zhang Yuming is obviously absent-minded and said: "Oh, then, Xuanyuan brother and let it go first."

Xuanyuan’s punishment finally noticed that Zhang Yuming seemed to have something to worry about. He browed and said: “Does Zhang’s desire to leave first?”

Zhang Yuming’s face barely squeezed a smile and said: “Sorry, I saw a former enemy.”

Xuanyuan punishes the road: "The light that has just been skipped from a distance?"

Zhang Yuming slightly hesitated, but still nodded, said: "Yes, I am afraid I have to leave first. Some things have to be done. Now that I have come to Xishan, the promise of Zhang has been It is already completed. Of course, if Xuanyuan brother is willing to act with Zhang Xiong, then Zhang will naturally be able to ask for it."

Xuanyuan’s gaze stayed on Zhang’s face for a moment, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter in his mouth, but his face was still a cold voice, saying: “If that’s the case, then I’ll not delay my brother’s time. The home is what it is."

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Yang Xuanfeng’s flying swords always give a feeling of slowness.

Unlike most of the swords and swords that are either sharp, or quick, or elegant, or ghostly, Yang Xuanfeng's flying swords are only two words - heavy!

This kind of swordsmanship that makes people feel that they always want to slow down. It is naturally impossible to grab the opportunity in the process of fighting the law. But if it is the way to make people after the walk, it seems to be more funny, but in fact, Yang Xuanfeng The swordsmanship is often really a post-production!

His flying sword is not contending for the first place, nor is it a first move, but an enemy machine first!

The powerful sword fell, no matter what kind of magical power the opponent exerted, how dazzling the means, whether it is about to defeat the enemy, they must be forced to return to help themselves.

Of course, all of this is based on the fact that both the enemy and the enemy are different in strength, but this is enough to prove that Yang Xuanfeng’s sword style and the swordsmanship he is driving are quite extraordinary.

For example, the Qing Yunjing monk who is fighting with him now, although he is higher than Yang Xuanfeng’s first layer, the magical power in his hand is also like a sacred flower, which makes people feel dizzying and can give people a kind of The feeling of being inaccessible.

However, it is such a supernatural power that is generally crushed down by the Tianluo net. When Yang Xuanfeng is driving the stone and broad-swords, it is a moment of great degeneration, and the daytime gives people a feeling of generality. All the nets are here. All of a sudden dissipated.

The monk from Xizhou Star Palace exclaimed a quick retreat, but his flying sword was influenced by Yang Xuanfeng's sword. He took time out of his control, and then inexplicably hit the sword of the stone broad sword. Then, the top treasure that is only one step away from the handle is actually cut into two pieces.

The monk's life-threatening weapon broke, and suddenly he was hit hard. He couldn't wait to speak, and a piece of blood flow first overflowed, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed: "You, what is your swordsmanship?"

Yang Xuanfeng drove Shi Jian to the Qingyun monk, and suddenly he felt that the whole body was shrouded in a thick and heavy atmosphere. Even this breath penetrated into the body from the pores of his body, and then began to directly interfere with his body. The operation of the Yuan, so that his mind began to become groggy.

"This is ‘carved star sword!’”

There seems to be a voice in the vagueness of the Qingyun monk.

"Carved star?"

The monk muttered to himself, as if he was still pondering the special meaning of the name of the swordsmanship. The whole person suddenly felt a light, as if falling into the clouds, but then he fell into the boundless darkness.

Yang Xuanfeng reached out and took a trick. The stone broad sword slowly flew back and inserted into the scabbard of his descendants.

Yang Xuanfeng’s swordsmanship, which he has just performed, is the “Sculpture of the Stars” that was previously taught by the Stars and Immortals.

On the same day, Xing Yi Xian Zun once said that this set of swordsmanship is "from simple to simple, complex and can be learned and simple to understand", and Yang Xuanfeng learned that it is only a set of twenty-seven swords. The magical magical powers only.

After Yang Xuanfeng condensed the gods into the advanced environment, this set of sacred magical powers was under his ignorance, and he carried out a streamlined combination, and finally ended up with a nine-style sword, and this set of "carving star swords" The grade has thus become a set of magical powers.

When Yang Xuanfeng was waiting to pick up the treasure of the Qingyun monk's storage, he suddenly heard the applause of "啪啪" coming from afar.

"Wonderful, I haven't seen such a wonderful fighting scene in the minor repairs for a long time."

One tone is full of excitement, but the tall monk with a cold face on his face appears in the void just a few ten feet away from Yang Xuanfeng. It is the zombie gold that had previously descended with Xi Yuming on the Xishan continent. Xian Xuan punishes.

Yang Xuanfeng’s heart glimpsed, and suddenly understood that the other’s cultivation was far above him. He quickly said: “I don’t dare to admire the current generation. The younger generation has the call of the elders in the family, and they will retire first. The predecessors can come to Xishan to be a guest!”

At the time of the speech, Yang Xuanfeng’s Shuguang Shentong was already ready, and the ground cracked openly and swallowed his whole person, and even closed it.

"Don't be amazed, hehe, a little meaning!"

A few dozen miles away, when Yang Xuanfeng broke through the ground, he summoned Feijian to go to the direction of Xishan.

However, a good and sly voice was gently passed to his ears: "Children, where are you going?"

Yang Xuanfeng, if the whole person was struck by lightning, he followed the sound, but he saw that the man had just stood on a high hill outside his land that was more than ten feet away, and then he relied on how he urged the flying sword at his feet, but he was always there. Rotate around the high hills.

I saw the rigidity of Xuanyuan’s face, but the smile was full of smiles: “Children, this family is in need of one or two servants to send, you may wish to enter the seat of your seat, this seat will immediately pass you to live forever. How is it?"

Yang Xuanfeng knows that the gap between the enemy and the enemy is too big, and there is no way to escape. Apart from anything else, he stretched out his hand and took off a jade piece of the waist, and a ray of light instantly rose into the sky.

"Hey, are you going to recruit reinforcements?"

Xuanyuan’s punishment did not have time to stop Yang Xuanfeng from crushing jade, but he did not care about it. He still smiled and said: “It’s just that there are too many people in this room. I heard that you’s a young man’s monk in Xishan’s forging. This is no better than it, and it saves you one by one."

Xuanyuan punishes and says that Yang Xuanfeng, who has been imprisoned, is sneering, and his heart is not happy. He is about to say something, but he suddenly hears a loud bang from the top of his head. He does not wait for him to look up and has a bucket of five colors. Lei Guang fell to the head.