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After a while, the white flame was extinguished, and the ghost bird no longer existed, and there was a crystal clear and gem-like thing where the flame was extinguished. Xingchen picked up the thing in his hands and held it in his hands. After a moment, a ray of blue smoke rose from his small hand that he held it in his hands. Xingchen lowered his head and took a breath. In this moment, a red light appeared on Xingchen's face. Han Yiming was stunned. No matter how many questions he had in his heart, he suppressed his sword and stood beside him.

Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and his head drooped. Han Yiming looked around and saw no one. When he looked at Xingchen, his anxiety became stronger and stronger. This child was really too surprising, so be careful. Just as he was thinking, a green light flashed suddenly, and the sound of "beating" on Han Yiming's back was blocked by the spirit shield. When he turned around, he saw a man in a black Taoist robe, his body was thin, which was Pingbo. When Han Yiming saw Pingbo, he really had new and old hatreds. With a wave of his hand, Mingyuan's sword appeared and slashed at Pingbo.

Pingbo's figure flashed, and the spade wood sword in his hand turned into countless sword lights facing Mingyuan's sword. After a while, the sword lights of both swords were shattered in the air. Han Yiming raised the sword and was about to use the Shadow Chasing Wind Sword, but he heard Pingbo say: "Try it slowly, listen to me." Han Yiming said coldly: "I have nothing to say to you. Today, either you die or I die! I am irreconcilable with you!"

Pingbo sneered, "Little Bastard, do you think I'm afraid of you? If it's weekdays, even if you break the sky, I'll stay with you to the end. But today is different, I'm not here to find your bad luck. I'm going to kill this devil, stand aside and let me kill him." The peach wood sword in his hand swung straight at the stars. Han Yiming said, "If you want to kill, you can kill, I will stop you as soon as you want. Don't say he is still my disciple of Lingshan. Even if he is not, I want to stop you, you can't do it!" Pingbo laughed: "Little Bastard, you really take yourself seriously, do you know who he is?"

Han Yiming said coldly: "He is my disciple of Lingshan, how can you let you do it?" Pingbo sneered: "He is a Demon Lord who has only been released for a thousand years. Now his seal has not been lifted yet. When he has finished it, it will be a disaster for the creatures. You should get out of the way and let me take it seriously." Han Yiming said: "Do you say it is the Demon Lord or the Demon Lord? Do you have to take it seriously if you accused me of it at will? The Demon Lord is what you say? Then I still say it is your Demon?" Pingbo was surprised that Han Yiming reacted so quickly, and was stunned for a moment, and said hatefully: "Little bastard, get out of here, otherwise Dao Master will fight you together!" Han Yiming said lightly: "Then you will fight, it's not that you haven't fought anyway. I've just gone to Lingshan, have you attacked me?

Pingbo was so choked that he couldn't speak. Pingbo was furious and shouted, "I've given you three points of face, you're really aware of it! You're so ungrateful!" The two of them did not give in to each other, and their tricks were also changing. Pingbo's black spade wood sword illusioned with a series of spiritual lights, and Han Yiming held the Mingyuan sword in his hand and did not retreat half a step. He waved the sword in his hand and blocked Xingchen behind him. He had a protective spirit shield, and Pingbo's spiritual light hit the spiritual shield and turned into nothing. Xingchen originally had protective spirit power, and Han Yiming remembered that his protective spirit power was a lotus. At this time, his protective spirit power did not appear, so Han Yiming was naturally extremely careful.

Although Pingbo did not give in the slightest bit of his mouth, he could not pass Han Yiming to kill the Xingchen behind him with all his strength. He couldn't help but feel restless and his gestures became faster and faster. Han Yiming was very careful. Although he was not afraid of Pingbo, Pingbo was already crazy at this time. His face was gloomy, while his spade wood sword was extremely bright, and all the spiritual lights rushed towards the Xingchen. The strangeness of the Xingchen must not be allowed to let Han Yiming go without paying attention to everything. You must ask clearly and understand the origin and end of it. Moreover, Xingchen is a disciple of Lingshan, and the survival of Lingshan is also related to Xingchen today. If you kill Xingchen after hearing Pingbo's words, Pingbo would only be the happiest thing. Therefore, no matter what Pingbo said, Han Yiming did not take a step back.

Han Yiming had not used the Mingyuan Sword for a long time, and he didn't feel unfamiliar when he used it anymore. He was still as easy as before. However, the more he went back, the more he felt that the light of the spirit became more and more varied, and the luster was much brighter than before. Pingbo's fierce flames were gradually suppressed and could not get started, but he was getting more and more convenient, and he beat Pingbo back step by step. Pingbo's spiritual power collided with the sword light of Mingyuan Sword, and was swept away without a trace, while Mingyuan Sword's sword light went towards Pingbo one after another. After a moment, Pingbo was at a disadvantage. Pingbo knew that he could not kill Xingchen again today, so he sighed, took over the spade wood sword and left quickly.

Pingbo was heading towards the place where he came from, but Han Yiming didn't dare to chase him. He just chased him and disappeared in the horizon. Turning back, Xingchen still held his hands together, and the red light on his face was not gone. Han Yiming looked at the child and really didn't know what to do? What Pingbo said was sensational, but Xingchen did it really shocking. But Xingchen was a disciple of Lingshan, and no matter what Han Yiming would not attack him just because of Pingbo's words, but he was really inconsistent in his heart.

Suddenly Xingchen opened his eyes, his eyes looked like a tiny varnish, looked at Han Yiming, and lowered his head. Han Yiming looked at the child's strangeness that could not be described, but could not be described where the strangeness came from. While thinking about it, another ray of blue smoke rose from Xingchen's hands that were being combined. Xingchen lowered his head and sucked the green smoke into his nose, and red light appeared on his face again. Han Yiming looked around and saw that no one was coming this time. Even Pingbo left without a trace. Only him and Xingchen were here. He was guarding with his sword, and Xingchen still held his hands together and floated in the air.

After a while, Xingchen opened his eyes and spread his hands, leaving only a ball of wood chips in his hands. Although Han Yiming had no knowledge, he also knew that it was wood chips. Xingchen smiled at Han Yiming: "Master, let's go back." When he smiled, Han Yiming knew something was wrong. Xingchen grew up! He had always been a child before, but this smile was already a handsome boy. But his figure was still small, no different from a child.

Han Yiming stared at Xingchen, but Xingchen was very proud and said to Han Yiming: "President, have you grown up?" Han Yiming said: "Yes, you have grown up." Xingchen said: "I'm still growing up." Han Yiming said: "I have two questions to ask you." Xingchen said: "President, I know what you want to ask. The ghost bird is a spiritual object. Its soul has been refined with spiritual fire. The thing it produces is called spiritual soul. It is extremely pure and can allow me to grow up quickly. I really want to grow up quickly, so I refine the ghost bird into spiritual soul. Secondly, the master
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