Chapter 1264

Zixia sect, in the stone chamber guarded by Han Luoyun, the refining of Nirvana pill is still in full swing.

"It's almost, it's almost." Fang Lin's face was pale, his eyes were full of blood, and his eyes were not staring at the Jiubao glazed tripod in front of him.

The four arrays are on four sides, but they are already full of cracks, and it seems that they will completely collapse at any time.

Within the crystal clear Jiubao glazed tripod, flames soared like dragons, and bursts of glow continued to emerge. Even outside the stone chamber, Han Luoyun could continue to feel the strong breath coming from the stone chamber.

This is the breath of Dan medicine, without any Dan fragrance, but it makes Han Luoyun, a nine fold warrior with spiritual pulse, feel palpitation.

Just the smell of the pill made Han Luoyun feel depressed, and it was not completely refined. You can imagine how powerful the nirvana pill was.

The old mummy Jing Zhulong didn't say a word. Since Fang Lin began to refine pills, he didn't make any sound again, and seemed very quiet.

However, Fang Lin knew that the most worrying thing at the moment was the old mummy, because this Nirvana pill was refined for him. Once it failed, all previous efforts were wasted, and the old mummy's recovery to flesh could be said to be in the distant future.

Therefore, the old mummy dared not speak for fear of disturbing Fang Lin, but Fang Lin was very clear about his inner suffering.

At this point of alchemy, although there was no mistake, the four arrays were about to lose their hold and were about to be destroyed.

Once these four arrays are damaged, the next process will be completed by Fang Lin alone.

Fang Lin had no idea whether it could be completed, but he had already reached this stage. Even if everything was at stake, he would also refine Nirvana pill.

Fang Lin didn't know about the shocking war outside the dry country. He cut off all the news of sending the jade slips, and didn't want to be disturbed at all.

Han Luoyun, who is outside the stone chamber, knows that the dry country is facing a huge crisis at the moment. Once the ugly old man is defeated, the dry country is bound to be in danger.

But Han Luoyun did not dare to disturb Fang Lin at this time. The only thing he could do was to guard the stone chamber behind him and not let anyone affect Fang Lin.

As for the result, it is up to fate.

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In the mountains thousands of miles away from the dry country, there are several figures standing on the mountains, looking at the dry country in the distance.

"The three religions are blocked, so we can't show up at the moment. We can take action after the three religions invade the dry country." A strange man stood in front with red and blue eyes and a strange smile on his face.

"Yes!" Many figures behind responded in unison.

"Qianguo, there are so many secrets buried in a small place, but it's a pity that it can't be hidden." The man muttered to himself, and his eyes glittered.

Among the many figures behind this man, one was wearing a black iron mask, with a sinister aura.

The masked man looked up and looked in the direction of Qian Guo. There was a complex passing in the depths of his eyes hidden under the mask.

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Outside the dry country, the ugly old man and the middle-aged man each showed their strongest kendo.

It is not from any inheritance, nor from others, but the road of sword that they have understood respectively.

Whether it's the middle-aged man's love cutting sword, or the ugly old man's sword without sword is better than ten thousand swords, they all have the brilliance of being unique in the world.

At this moment, the battle between the two Kendo powers really needs to be divided.

Hum~~

Between heaven and earth, there was silence. No matter how high or low their accomplishments were, even the ugly old man and the middle-aged man were the same, and they couldn't hear any sound.

I don't know how long this state lasted. It seemed to be an instant, or thousands of years.

Everyone in Qianguo could only see that the ugly old man was spitting blood, and the ancient sword behind him was dim.

And the middle-aged man is also a mouthful of blood spurted out, laughing back and forth.

"Hahahaha! I'm satisfied to see your sword!" Although the ugly old man was seriously injured, he laughed loudly and happily.

"Although you don't use a sword, you are better than all people who use a sword in the world. The younger generation is willing to bow to the sword of the elder generation!" The middle-aged man also said, and hugged the ugly old man deeply.

The ugly old man spat blood one after another, and his breath was very depressed. It seemed that he could hardly fight again.

It's no wonder, after all, the ugly old man has defeated the three masters of Daotian before, and now he has fought with such a powerful enemy and ended up losing both sides. It's very rare.

"What a powerful sword. Unfortunately, after this sword, you are at the end of your rope." A cold voice sounded.

I saw a woman wearing a white dress, holding a white jade sword, beautiful, but very cold and arrogant.

As soon as this woman appeared, she shot at the ugly old man, and the Confucian martial arts were displayed.

Boom!!!

With a mighty slap, it seemed to suppress the ugly old man immediately.

"No!" The middle-aged man wanted to stop, but it was too late. Besides, he was seriously injured, and there was nothing he could do to stop.

The ugly old man is even more powerless. As the woman who suddenly appeared said, he is at the end of his strength. When the sword is displayed, it is amazing, but it is difficult to wield the second sword.

The big hand fell, and the ugly old man tried his best to sacrifice an ancient sword after birth with the last bit of strength and collided with the palm of his hand.

The palm collapsed, but the ancient sword was also knocked upside down. The old man was injured again, and it was difficult to stand firm again.

"Amitabha, almsgiver, please step back." When a Buddhist horn sounded, a stout bald monk roared and punched the ugly old man on the chest unprepared.

This punch directly made the ugly old man's chest collapse like a heavy blow, and the whole person fell down like a broken kite.

There was a dead silence around the dry country, and no one expected that the masters who had thought they could save the dry country were now beaten so embarrassed that even their lives could not be saved.

Many more people are extremely angry. The three religions are really too despicable. It's all about wheel fights. They even use the trick of sneak attack. Is it possible that the three religions have done everything they need to achieve their goals?

But what about anger? No one in Qianguo can do anything. They are like a group of ants, not to mention others.

In Zixia sect, Qing Jianzi stood on the highest mountain and watched the ugly old man fall down. His fists were clenched, and his eyes were almost gaping.

Han Luoyun also clenched his teeth, and his face was particularly ugly.

"Amitabha, although our Buddha is merciful and does not want to create more killing sins, anyone who stands in the way of the three religions must be eliminated." The burly monk folded his hands and said with great dignity.

The woman holding the jade sword also came near. In addition, the golden robed monk and the young man holding the sword who had appeared before also came.

These four masters appeared, and Qianguo was in despair.

"Kill this person." The cold faced woman said that she would kill the ugly old man again.

But at this time, a trace of unusual breath made the four masters suddenly tremble.

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