The energy is everywhere, covering the Tianxing Palace for thousands of miles. I have to use the bone-eroded sword energy.

"Elder of the Heavenly Sing Palace?" I looked at the oriole inquiring.

The oriole nodded and leaped gently in the air. A colorful somersault cloud emerged under his feet. The clouds were constantly pulled by the sword energy, as if they would crack and dissipate at any time.

The Tianxing Palace has a total of eighteen levels of heavenly palaces. Along the way, each level of heavenly palace turns into a rugged mountain, endless abyss, surging water, and sea of ​​fire... All of them are extremely dangerous and evil, killing and rushing lands. People with poor magic power will even pass by, even if they look at it for a few glances, they will feel palpitations and their souls will fly, and they will be difficult to control themselves.

"The eighteenth level of heavenly palace implies the principle of punishment of heaven, which is so scattered and destined to be shocking. Young Master Lin's mind did not fluctuate at all, and he is worthy of being the number one rising star in the North." Huang Li glanced at me with a little surprise.

"Has the battle between Gongzi Ying and Elder Tianxing Palace begun?" I avoided the topic of Huangliu. Compared to the violent and dazzling sky valley, the eighteenth level of heaven is like a small witch, which is nothing at all. I have practiced in front of the sky valley, of course I will not be affected by the scene in front of me.

"Young Master, don't be anxious. The throne of Tianxing has not taken action yet." An ancient jade talisman flew out from the oriole's sleeve. The jade talisman emitted a soft blue-white halo, and the eighteenth level of heaven kept shaking, and the murderous aura like a stormy wave gradually calmed down.

"I'm afraid the magic power of the palace throne of Tianxing is not below Fanmo, right?" I asked tentatively. Before Tianxing took action, he urged such a fierce and invincible sword energy. If he really took action, the scene would be amazing. If I were Gongzi Ying, I would have to force an attack to break the opponent's rising sword energy at this moment. Only then can I turn passive into activeness. Otherwise, when Tianxing accumulates momentum to the peak, he can only sit and wait for death.

Surprisingly, I never sensed the aura of Gongzi Ying's move.

"The two seats practice differently, it is difficult to compare." Huangdi replied smoothly, and the jade talisman suddenly split into a shining rain of light and embedded in the sky. "Rooming", the eighteenth level of the sky slowly turned into eighteen majestic and magnificent underground palace gates, opening repeatedly.

"Jade Talismanization? It turns out that Elder Huang is still a master of spells." I stared at the colorful and splashed rain of light and pondered. The spell power as thin as a gossip changed infinitely with the flashing light spots. It contained at least more than ten different spells. Turpan once said that only the master of spells can refine spells into talismans. Only after understanding the knots and untie the curse, I knew the secrets of jade talismanization.

"I don't have such ability." Huang hesitated for a moment and said, "This is the passive talisman given by the elder of the Heavenly Sing Palace."

I was quite surprised. Tian Xing not only had his sword energy invincible, but he was also proficient in spells. The final battle between him and Gongzi Ying would definitely be extremely exciting. I couldn't help but speed up and rushed forward.

In each palace gate, countless elders are guarding. Unlike the elders sitting in the Bodhi Courtyard, the elders of the Tianxing Palace are wearing ancient war crowns of different styles, wearing brilliant and strange armors, holding colorful magic weapons and sharp weapons in their hands, and constantly moving and waving, as if they are fighting against invisible enemies. For a moment, the sounds around were like thunder, the light of treasures splashed, and the murderous aura soared into the sky.

"Is this the way of practicing the elder of Tianxing Palace? It's indeed unique." I pondered: "Is it because Tianxing Palace practiced Taoism by fighting and killing and maintaining health?"

"Good eyesight." Huang looked at me deeply. "Northern borders are now chaotic. Mr. Lin is so talented, he needs to distinguish right from wrong and choose."

I smiled slightly: "The ancient saying says that those who know the current affairs are heroes. The auspicious heaven commands the northern border, and everyone hopes to return. Naturally, they will not do stupid things that go against the current."

The face of the oriole showed a satisfied expression and led me into the last palace gate. The surroundings suddenly became dark, and dark huge stones made up a closed corridor. At the end was an magnificent hall, hundreds of feet wide and thousands of feet high, emitting a scent of coldness.

The sword energy rushed towards me like a huge wave.

One person knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and his long silver drooped over his face, as if he hadn't noticed us coming in at all. In front of his knees, a dark sword-sharpening stone was placed. This man held his hands in a vague manner, as if he was holding a tangible sword, concentrating on sharpening the sword. Every time he rubbed, the sword-sharpening stone made a loud and intense sound, and the sword energy broke through the air, invincible, making people feel that there was a peerless sword on the sword-sharpening stone.

There is no doubt that the person who sharpens the sword is Tian Xing! One meter away from him, Gongzi Ying held the piranha, stood up in her arms, gracefully and elegantly.

Chu Du stood on the periphery with his hands behind his back, watching the two of them confront each other, thinking about something. In the air, Guanya Platform was floating, and Fanmo sat upright on the platform, Wuyan stood on the side. At this time, Guanya Platform was like clouds and mist condensed, hazy. I was shocked. Guanya Platform was clearly in the inner courtyard of Bodhi, so why did another one appear here?

"Boy, why are you here now? Where are you fooling around?" Wuyan waved to me with a smile, "Don't be stupid. This is the Guanya platform clone made by Elder Fan with the spiritual energy of Guanya Platform. Why don't you come up quickly to avoid being affected by the sword energy."

I was stunned for a moment, and the objects could be refined into clones? Jixiangtian’s unique skills are really diverse. No wonder the Guanyatai in front of me is a bit different from the Bodhiyuan. After a little hesitation, I rejected Wuyan.

, walked to the corner of the hall alone.

Like me, Huangli retreated to the side. Watching the battle on Guanya Platform is like watching the fire through the fog. Although it is easy and safe, it will not be affected by the momentum of both sides, but it also loses the opportunity to temper itself. Only by personally trekking the dangerous ground and the core of the storm fighting deep in the battle can we truly understand the essence of this battle, understand the realm of Zhiwei masters, and lay the foundation for my future breakthroughs.

I know it well that if I cannot reach the level of Zhiwei next year, Kunpeng Mountain will be my bone burial place. Although Chu Du promised not to kill me, he would not let me go easily.

"Clang clang - bang bang - bang dong", the sound of sharpening the sword became louder and louder, and the ears were like continuous thunder exploded, bombarding the mind heavily. Ordinary people would even be directly struck by the roar of the sword energy. Even bystanders like this, the young master Ying who was in the brunt of the brunt of the sword energy can be imagined.

Until this moment, Young Master Ying still remained motionless, allowing the opponent's sword energy to urge him up from wave to wave. I secretly wondered. Young Master Ying was not Chu Du, and he would not wait until the opponent used his strongest move before destroying him. There must be a reason why he was willing to be passive.

The sounds were endless, and I suddenly realized that Tian Xing's movements had never stopped at all. The posture of sharpening the sword and the sound perfectly merged, driving a strange rhythm, layer by layer, endless. No matter when Gongzi Ying took action, she would fall into the rhythm of sharpening the sword and be dragged and beaten.

I immediately realized that no wonder that Young Master Ying stood still. It was obvious that he had to wait for the other party to reveal his flaws before he could give him a painful blow. He broke the rhythm of Tianxing's sword-shaking in one fell swoop. Similarly, if Young Master Ying could not successfully interrupt the other party's rhythm, he had to welcome Tianxing to the top to reach the top of the shocking sword.

"Boom", the sound of sharpening the sword continues to rise, and in an instant it is like a dragon's roar. In a trance, a sharp sword energy rolls in, making the palace cold. At the same time, Young Master Ying brushes the fingertips across the pipa, and the string sounds are clear, just hitting the lingering sound of sharpening the sword sound, and the rushing sword energy is instantly broken.

I couldn't help but cheer for Gongzi Ying for the right time. Next, it was time for him to turn the tables and launch a large-scale counterattack.

"Ding Dong". Young Master Ying waved the four strings with her hand, and the arpeggio was like mercury pouring down the ground, splashing and congregating. The sound of sharpening the sword instantly passed.

"Young Master Ying is going to be bad!" Yuehun suddenly said.

I was puzzled. Now that the situation is reversed, Gongzi Ying is taking the initiative. Why did Yuehun say this?

Yuehun said: "The sound of Tianxing's sword-grabbing is hidden behind the back, the high-pitched rhythm is fierce and continuous, and the lingering sound has a unique twist. It should be the intentional seducing Gongzi Ying's pipagiography into the pipagiography."

As expected, no matter how powerful the pipagi were, the sound of sharpening the sword was always like a slender silk thread, weak and constantly. On the surface, it seemed that Gongzi Ying had the upper hand, but when he listened carefully, he seemed to be led by the sound of sharpening the sword. As the sound of sharpening the sword grew from light to heavy, the pipagi had to rise with the water, as if a giant dragon was tied up by a rope, rushing left and right, struggling hard.

Yuehun smiled and said, "You're right. When it comes to music theory, I am an unprecedented person in the North and the best master in the land. Alas, it's so cold that I can't find a soulmate in the high places."

I suddenly said, "The sword energy I just now was also an illusion that Tian Xing deliberately created?"

Chi inserted his mouth and said, "Tianxing's sword energy has reached the point where both the virtual and the real are born. If Gongzi Ying cuts off the sword energy, then it is a virtual image. If she does not resist, then it will turn into real sword energy."

I thought hard and said, "It's not OK to block it, it's not OK to block it, isn't it a dilemma?"

Chi shook his head and showed off: "Only by using the 'Madhyamaka' to destroy it."

I said wonderingly: "What is 'Madhyamaka'?"

Chi said embarrassedly: "I don't understand very much either. I occasionally heard from my master. When you arrive at Zhiwei, you will probably understand."

At this time, the sound of sharpening the sword changed from light to heavy, from repeated hundreds of times, completely suppressing the pipagiant. The sound seemed to shrink into a small snake, and the more it became, the rope that trapped it became heavy chains.

The situation completely turned to Tianxing. Unless Gongzi Ying uses a knife, the disadvantages will gradually turn into success or failure. However, once the knife is released, it means that the failure of the first round of confrontation will have an adverse shadow on Gongzi Ying's mood.

With a "squeak", Gongzi Ying's clothes were cut by the stirring sword energy. I suddenly felt strange that Tianxing Mo Jian had to dominate the rhythm and constantly activate the virtual and real sword energy. How could it be possible to continue circulating endlessly? Even Chu Du could not suppress Gongzi Ying.

As soon as I thought about this, my spiritual consciousness extended outwards, trying to sense the fluctuations of Tian Xing's energy. As the spiritual consciousness wandered, I suddenly encountered another huge spiritual consciousness. With the head-on collision, a slight pain came from my mind. I silently observed that the source of this spiritual consciousness was Chu Du. The two looked at each other, and their spiritual consciousness quietly staggered, and they knew each other's intentions.

"Zheng", Gongzi Ying's finger suddenly hooked outside, and broke a string of pipa. The harsh sound suddenly cut through the sound of sharpening the sword. Gongzi Ying then hit the finger of the banana land, taking advantage of the hard-earned breathing opportunity to forcefully fight against the sound of sharpening the sword.

After half of the incense, the sound of sharpening the sword overwhelmed the pipagiant again. As a last resort, Gongzi Ying broke a pipa string again and struggled to support the decline. I shook my head secretly. It was not a solution to continue like this. When the four strings of the pipa strings were broken, Gongzi Ying would not have time to recover the defeat even if she used her sword.

A rolling sword energy

As it rises, it is like the sky pouring down, illuminating the dark palace stones as white as day. "So, Tian Xing takes the initiative to urge the sword energy to separate the third pipa string. It is clear that he wants to kill all the people and kill Gongzi Ying's counterattack in the cradle.

At this time, my spiritual consciousness suddenly sensed the subtle fluctuations on the sword-milling stone. Looking at the secret Taoist technique with the mirror pupils, the dark patterns floated faintly on the surface of the dark patterns, the lines were mysterious and deep, and the lines were complex and difficult to distinguish, as if they were following a certain ultimate truth of heaven and earth. I realized that the movements of Tianxing and the sounds of the sword-milling sword-milling stone maintained the same rhythm as the dark patterns on the sword-milling stone.

In an instant, it was like seeing the sun clearing the clouds, and I suddenly realized. Tian Xing used the supreme mysterious method to cleverly use the dark patterns on the sword-graining stone to drive the sound of sword-graining and sword energy. It seemed that he was taking action, but in fact he just fully used the physical nature of the sword-graining stone! It is really amazing that Tian Xing could sweep a dead object to such a perfect level.

Everything in the world has material nature. Tian Xing masters the essence of material nature and blends itself with external objects. Thus, all things are used by others. In other words, no matter where the decisive battle is, Tian Xing's advantage in the advantage of the local area is unmatched, and he can make full use of the surrounding environment to attack his opponents.

The fourth pipa string suddenly broke! The sharp sound waves were like sharp arrows shot into the sharp sword stone.

At the last moment of critical moment, Gongzi Ying finally turned the tide and saw through the secrets of the opponent. The dark patterns on the sword-grinding stone cracked and could no longer flow. The sound of sword-grinding was forced to be interrupted, and the sword energy in the sky was like a headless fly, running around.

"No," Tian Xing slowly raised his head, and the shiny silver spread out back, revealing an old and withered ground.

I was shocked. Tian Xing's face was covered with dense wrinkles, spots, and drooping folds of flesh. It was like a piece of paper being kneaded into a ball and was scribbling on it. His ears were pointed and long, and two light yellow dots were slightly raised on both sides of the forehead.

"He is not a human!" Yuehun shouted in surprise, "Tianxing is like you, he is a shemale!"

I was stunned. The dignified Elder of the Heavenly Singer Palace was actually a shemale!

He hugged his hands and pushed outwards. Tian Xing slowly stood up. The sword energy running around the hall was like a milk swallow that shot into the forest, shooting towards the surrounding stone walls. The dark patterns on the stone walls immediately flowed. In an instant, the huge palace turned into a rushing sword tide and rushed towards Gongzi Ying.

Gongzi Ying moved gracefully, his ten fingers sometimes bloomed like flowers, his posture was winding, sometimes like lightning and lightning, opening and closing. Once the sword energy touched the finger shadow, the smoke disappeared instantly. Later, Gongzi Ying's ten fingers produced clear spiritual energy, flowing around, gradually covering the palace stone.

The connection with the palace stone was cut off, and the sword tide spread weakly and split into pieces.

"Okay!" Tian Xing Senran said, "I'm starting to be a little excited." Rubbing his palms, the sword energy dissipated invisibly.

"I hope Elder Tianxing will give you advice." Gongzi Ying said leisurely, and the clear air spreading between her fingers turned into high mountains and ridges, pressing down on Tianxing.

Tian Xing looked at Gongzi Ying coldly, his body remained as motionless as a mountain, and was quickly covered by the dark shadows of the ground in the sky. When the giant mountain fell, the strong wind caused the ground to suffocate, and the gravel rolled down from the top of the mountain. Even if I stood far away, my clothes were blown backwards.

I was shocked. Gongzi Ying was obviously well versed in the magical art of both reality and reality, and even had higher attainments than Tianxing. The latter could only be limited to the changes in sword energy, but Gongzi Ying could transform into real objects like mountain peaks.

Tian Xing stood still without any resistance. "Boom", the mountain suddenly hit him, split into pieces, and the stones shattered, "Bang bang bang" bounced on the ground, rolling, raising dust, flooding Tian Xing's figure. Gongzi Ying reached out with a move, and the gravel residue turned into a mist and clear air, flying back to her fingers.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Tian Xing's unmoving body was like the god of killing in hell, and it appeared faintly. "Are you itching for me?" He said with a blank expression, in ragged clothes, but no scars were seen on his body.

I secretly called the evil sect. Even if Tianxing is a copper-headed and iron bone, it should be smashed. Chu Du's eyes suddenly shone brightly and he asked, "What kind of magical skills did Elder Tianxing practice?"

"Superbing Master?" Tian Xing tore off his torn top, revealing his sperm and strong muscles. Countless scars of all sizes covered his body, as many wrinkles on his face.

"The magical skill in the Demon Lord's mouth was just a result of countless battles and injuries." Tian Xing slowly raised his hand, and a sharp sword energy flashed in the air and suddenly slashed towards his chest.

The sword energy slashed on the muscles, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a trace. Everyone was stunned and I said in a lost voice: "Is this still a human?" Tian Xing's body was harder than Kunwushi. This was not a spell, nor could it be created by magic. This was an innate talent. After experiencing billions of cruel killings, and endured countless times of bloodshed and trauma baptism, it was only after evolving the powerful body.

This is a real hard work!

"Come on, pull out your knife." Tian Xing laughed hoarsely, "For many years, no one can hurt me again. Speaking of which, I really miss the feeling of being hurt in the past."
Chapter completed!