Shepherd boy, showing the Yan Supreme Order, his trump card, Fire Spirit Race.
Yang Mingxuan and Yin Liufeng, the two emperors of Jiuhuangfeng.
These few of them are enough to shock people's hearts. No one thought that the most earth-shattering is not them.
Ren Xianxue, in front of everyone, a young girl filmed her master, everyone was afraid.
Can make Yang Mingxuan and Yin Liufeng, the two strong men who are not afraid and fearless, can still be afraid of three points. Luo Xingchen's eyes are flowing and he is thinking quietly. He is also very curious. What height are you standing
But to him, it doesn't matter, he always feels that there is a mysterious person in his body, who is very strong.
Yue Wushuang's master, the only spiritual master in the world, is also very strong.
There are strong people everywhere, he hasn't seen it before, and there is no need to care about these things.
At this moment, in the crowd, beside a table, a middle-aged man who has been on the battlefield drank a pot of tea, closed his eyes and concentrated, his body was actually emitting a strong luster.
His aura was originally from the early days of the Heaven and Human Realm, but he understood several thresholds that could only be reached in the Ten Tribulation Realm-Profound meaning!
This is Xue Hen, the invincible general, sweeping through the Eight Desolations in the Nether Realm, thinking of Luo Xingchen's potential, he was invited to come.
His original strength, the Earth Element Realm was perfect, and he could still kill the late stage of the Heaven and Human Realm.
Now that he is promoted to the realm of heaven and humanity, his uprising has risen sharply, and it is a matter of course.
At this moment, the light radiating from his body is very strange, this is the light of profound meaning.
Everyone slowed their breathing, calmed their hearts, and looked at him in surprise.
After a while, he opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura burst out. With the majestic atmosphere and forcibly controlling the Upanishad, the table, chair and bench were still shaking violently and laughing: "Hahaha..."
Everyone was surprised and inexplicably, their eyes brightened a lot.
Xue Hen calmed down, raised the corners of his mouth, held up the cup, and sighed: "This tea is a good tea. I drank a cup and it was refreshing. It was actually a stronger sense of flowing water."
Xue Hen held his fist at Luo Xingchen from a distance and said, "Thank you for the tea. It seems that my trip is worthwhile. It's not in vain."
Others looked at Xue Hen dumbfounded, the corners of their mouths twitched, and looked at the table in front of them. Some of them hadn't taken a sip of these teas from beginning to end.
Their eyes are like hungry wolves, their hands suddenly stretched out to the tea cup, like a wolf like a tiger, scrambling to grab it!
"It's so amazing, I will try it too!"
"Don't grab this pot with me, I booked it!"
"Hahaha... good tea, good tea!"
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After half a stick of incense, the teapot was already empty, Luo Xingchen waved his hand, and there were hundreds of pots of tea, with a fragrant aroma, and was sent over.
"Since everyone likes to drink this tea, drink enough. This is configured by my good wife and children. Please use it slowly. When that time comes, I will take the prepared treasure and bring you one more copy."
Luo Xingchen's explanation made everyone look at Yue Wushuang in amazement, and was extremely surprised.
"Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yue still has this kind of ability! Are you an alchemist?"
Yue Wushuang's beautiful eyes flickered, and she nodded and lowered her eyebrows, very humble.
Xue Hen was amazed, and the others also gave thumbs up, showing a kind of respect.
Yue Wushuang was a little embarrassed to be seen, she shook her head and sighed: "It's just a trail, after all, it's not as good as martial arts."
Hearing this, Yin Liufeng was taken aback, and then smiled: "Who said that there are three thousand great roads, each has its own merits, and everyone should have a different way.
In the prehistoric period, there was an alchemist who was able to communicate with the gods through alchemy. After entering the true gods, he poisoned the six true gods with pill, and no one could stop him.
Later, he disappeared, and the history of the spirit world seemed to record his unknown whereabouts.
Girl Yue, what I want to say is that Dao Fa is natural. You are good at each of them. Naturally, it has its uses, but it lies in the essence and not the essence.
If you are proficient, then pass Belden.
I think that in the future, you can use your elixir to climb the path of immortality. "
Yin Liufeng, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, spoke highly of Yue Wushuang.
These words also made everyone very envious.
"Hehe, I really didn't come here in vain."
The few domain masters that Yin Liufeng and Yang Mingxuan brought over were full of praise.
They looked at Yue Wushuang curiously again: "Mrs. Yue, does this tea medicine have a name?"
Yue Wushuang smiled bitterly: "I haven't thought about this issue yet."
Luo Xingchen smiled slightly, and took her jade hand, feeling deep like the sea: "Then give it a name."
Yue Wushuang is affectionate: "Let's call the shots. I'm not good at it. I didn't like reading since I was a child.
Luo Xingchen pondered it over and over, and said calmly: "Clearly tea."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all smiled and nodded: "Good name, bright tea, this tea can make people fall into enlightenment, it is indeed bright and clear."
At this moment, Zi Yao closed his eyes and smiled slightly, his body was shining with six lines of light, and the seventh line was also looming.
The purple demon seemed to condense the seventh demon pattern.
Once successfully condensed, his strength will surely double.
He is a spirit beast, without totem stacking, but this monster pattern, which replaces the effect of spirit seal stacking, seems to be even more terrifying.
He is now only an eighth-level purple-stripe demon, and he has just advanced for a few decades. Under normal circumstances, he will only advance after a thousand years, which is normal. If he possesses the seventh pattern, his combat power will be directly qualified to break his wrists with the strong in the world.
Huang Qiong drank a pot of tea. The taste made him slap his lips, walked out the door leisurely, and muttered to himself: "I should try to practice the thirteenth formula of the crazy sword art."
Everyone stared at his back, very envious, just drinking tea, you can enlighten the way, this kind of opportunity is hard to find in the world.
Suddenly, a cruel young man sitting around a certain table with no expression on his face began to emit a trace of cold air, chilling, the table was frozen, tea sets, wine glasses, and various objects were all turned into ice sculptures.
The color of crystal clear crystal, but it makes people retreat.
His martial art realm, until now, is the Lingyuan realm consummation, which seems inconspicuous, but if Luo Xingchen had not swallowed the Shijue Ice Soul Pill, his strength would not have risen so fast.
Luo Xingchen's promotion is often broken and then standing on the edge of life and death, and their cultivation methods are different.
Speaking of it, Qi Han seems to be just over 70 years old.
Such a speed of cultivation must also have chance.
Luo Xingchen smacked his tongue, and everyone around him seemed to have no shortage of things like chance.
This world is amazing.
A person, if he fights steadily, even if he can't keep up with the rhythm of some imperial bloodlines in the early stage, one day, one day, as time goes by, he will be able to smooth the gap and catch up from behind.
Qi Han's icy mood seems to have reached the extreme level.
Su Ming, who was sitting next to him, shivered, and a few other people hurriedly got up, willing to squeeze with others.
Everyone stared at Qi Han blankly, this seemed to be another hidden evildoer.
"Grandma's, Qi Han, understand what is not good, you must understand the artistic conception of cold ice, Aye!"
Su Ming curled up, cursing, bulging and rolling his eyes.
Qi Han gradually opened his eyes, his knife, light and thin, was pinched on his chest by him, and he seemed to never leave his hand.
If the knife is him, he is the knife.
In Qihan's eyes, there was a cloud of milky white mist condensed.
He looked at Luo Xingchen, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes sharp.
He moved slowly, and walked towards Luo Xingchen.
As he walked, he asked in a condensed voice: "Luo Xingchen, why do your eyes have two different colors? Does your right eye represent the mood of cold ice, and it is also the ultimate cold ice.
It seems that your accomplishments in the Frozen Artistic Conception are extremely profound.
You are good at using swords, and I am good at using swords.
Today, we finally got together, I want to discuss with you, how about? "
Luo Xingchen looked surprised, and then he rectified his mood, and said, "Challenge me? Okay, it's rare to be able to learn from everyone, this challenge, I have taken it.
Your martial art realm is Lingyuan Realm Consummation, and you are a king-level bloodline.
If I didn't have the chance to advance so quickly, I would suppress my realm to the same level as you.
Let's go out, choose a spacious martial arts field, and have a good contest, it is good and harmless to practice. "
At this moment, everyone's lazy mood finally began to shine in the eyes.
"It's going to fight, hehe, it's interesting."
Canglan, a little kid who looked like a mysterious evildoer, clapped his hands and was very happy.
Yue Wuying was a little excited, rubbing her hands and grinning: "Hey, after so many years, I can finally witness my brother-in-law's strength with my own eyes."
At this time, everyone was very interested, and their eyes fell on both of them.
Wu Yuanzhang got up, and solemnly announced: "Well, everyone who wants to drink tea will continue to drink tea and chat. If you want to see this battle, just follow my house master, go to the martial arts arena, and do whatever you want. No need to be restrained."
All the people, almost without hesitation, got up immediately, followed Luo Xingchen's steps, walked out of this hall, and went to an extremely empty martial arts field.
This martial arts field is square, with a length and width of nine thousand feet.
If it is at the level of the Lingyuan Realm, this should be enough.
After all, the moving speed of the Lingyuan Realm is probably within a few breaths, hundreds of feet.
What kind of showdown will this be, the extreme ice, friction and collision against the extreme ice, it should be able to draw sparks.
Most people have bright eyes and full of interest, but Huang Fuhao and the others from the mainland of Baichuan, drooping their heads, shaking their heads and sighing, seem to be a little disinterested.
When they thought of Luo Xingchen's weird speed, they could only sigh with excitement.
The evildoers of the same realm in the world seem to have no need to fight, and the outcome is already clear.
Huang Fuhao thought so, and Xi Fenglie thought so.
Others, who didn't understand Luo Xingchen's current strength, of course had a keen interest.
So, the two of them jumped up, separated at the two ends, stood still, their eyes facing each other, both were sharp and sharp.
"Oh, I don't have to look at it, whoever wins, I already have a spectrum."
Huangfuhao smiled bitterly and sighed.
In fact, most people have this attitude.
Qi Han seemed to hear someone discussing in the audience, commenting on it, speculating that he could survive a few tricks in front of Luo Xingchen.
He didn't change his face and didn't care.
His Dao Xin remained the same as before, just like at that time, when he had just joined the Palace of Wuguai, in the trials, almost no one thought that someone would defeat Emperor Qiong.
Su Ming, tied with Emperor Qiong, Qi Han, the first winner.
Why care about the opinions of others, he is him, just being himself, his name is Qi Han.
Luo Xingchen saw such an unwavering Dao heart, and he seemed to see hope.
A faint smile hung on his mouth, and in his eyes, the fighting spirit was endless...