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The land of the far north, the land of yuanze.

Three days later, Ling Jian, sitting on the sword Qi with his knees crossed, opened his eyes. In his eyes, the light of thunder and fire came out, and the aura in his body was surging, which made him look very powerful.

"Is this the peak power of qichongtian..."

Ling Jian moves the aura in his body. When the surging aura diffuses all around, he mumbles to himself. The aura spreads from his body, and directly condenses the light of thunder and fire behind him. It exudes the power of thunder and fire, which is extremely domineering and uninhibited.

I'm sorry.

It seems that there is a clear and loud voice coming out of the sea of knowledge. Ling Jian is stunned, but soon he doesn't notice anything. His consciousness shakes his head in a trance, and he is lost.

"Immortal Firebird, did I just have an illusion?"

Ling Jian shakes his head and grins bitterly. However, just when he is at a loss, in the middle of the sea of knowledge, the place with the illusory black inflammation has passed on the ethereal voice.

"Little Lord, you don't have hallucination. I have absorbed more than half of your thunder and fire power just now. However, you have reached the peak of qichongtian. Do you mind?"

In the sea of knowledge, in the illusory black flame, the weak voice of the immortal Firebird falls.

"What?"

Ling Jian was really surprised when he heard that. Obviously, he didn't expect that the power of Lei Huodan had been absorbed by the immortal Firebird. However, he has entered the peak of qichongtian now, and he doesn't care much.

However, Ling Jian's mind is still a little vigilant, secretly left a mind, try to avoid such things happen again.

After all, no one can say for sure what will happen to the breakthrough.

"Well, how can you be so anxious?"

Ling Jian's rather sulky voice came into the sea of knowledge.

"You boy, when you just broke through, I also made a contribution. Don't be unkind. I took some things that can bring me benefits, but also give you certain benefits. We call it reasonable distribution."

In the sea of knowledge, in the illusory black flame, there is the voice of the immortal Firebird who doesn't care at all. Anyway, it takes things away and also gives Ling Jian benefits.

"Oh? Really... "

If Ling Jian felt something, he was shocked to find that the immortal Heiyan he controlled had indeed improved to a certain extent. This kind of improvement was not enhanced with the improvement of cultivation level, but the ontological power of immortal Heiyan had been improved to a certain extent.

"Well, this time, I'm wrong. Thank you very much."

Ling Jian's heart moved, and his brain was startled. He thought of the problems he had met when he broke through. He really felt a burning force of hegemonism and completely dispelled it.

Ling Jian converged and sat on the sword Qi with his knees crossed. He buried heaven and earth behind his back. The sword stood on the sword Qi like an unreal inscription, emitting a ferocious and terrible atmosphere.

Ling Jian was in a trance and counted the treasures he had come to wanshayuan during his trip. He also sighed. Now the harvest is full, which is beyond expectation.

In the following time, Ling Jian only did one thing, that is to communicate deeply with the burial sword.

Half a month later.

After more than ten days of continuous communication, Ling Jian finally found out some information about the burial knife. Hum, the burial knife beside him turned into a streamer, and then directly appeared on the center of the eyebrow. The light in the center of the eyebrow was shrinking and condensing, and instantly formed a bloody crescent eye, which was extremely ferocious.

"Bury the sword of heaven and earth!"

Ling Jian gently pressed on the vertical eye of the crescent moon in the center of the eyebrow. The vertical eye of the crescent moon in the center of the eyebrow suddenly trembled, and finally fell off directly, turning into a streamer. A bloody long knife about three feet was condensed in the palm of his hand, and a terrible breath was diffused out.

Roar!

In front of the cloud, a ferocious dragon tusk was hidden in the dark cloud. Originally, the ferocious head was discovered, but because of the burial sword that Ling Jian suddenly offered, there was a commotion. Suddenly, his body swayed, hiding his head and body completely in the dark cloud. When the dark cloud swayed, he fled to the distance with a huge shadow.

"Damn, I want to pay less attention!"

"It's a dragon tusk at the peak of the eightfold sky!"

Previously, Ling Jian was completely immersed in the communication with burying Tiandi Dao, but he didn't care about the changes around him. At the moment, he noticed that the Dragon tusk was dormant in the dark clouds. His eyes swept out. After his pupil swept the long tusk, his mouth was full of banter.

"I'm worried that there's nothing to sharpen my knife."

Ling Jian said with a smile, looking at the disappearing dragon tusks.

Brush!

Ling Jian's eyes are gradually cold and sharp, and the soles of his feet suddenly feel a little sword Qi. The sword Qi is buzzing and quivering. With Ling Jian's body, it turns into a streamer. After the streamer, there are dark wings looming.Roar!

Among the dark clouds, the roar and vibration of the dragon's tusks suddenly came. An uneasy mood emerged from the ferocious animal face. The ferocious eyes were looking at the young man who was breaking through the void behind him. An extremely dangerous breath came from the burial knife on the young man's palm.

Boom!

Ling Jian's figure, when approaching the dark cloud, directly appeared in front of the dark cloud like a blink, blocking the way of the Dragon tusk.

"Beast, are you still running?"

With a wave of Ling Jian's big hand, the bloody sword appears in front of him. A shining bloody sword light splits out, and then completely covers the dark clouds. With a bang, the dark clouds are torn apart, revealing the ferocious dragon tusks.

This is a dragon tusk standing like a human, with huge wings shaking behind it. Its dark body exudes extreme cold.

However, at the moment, the cruel guy that even the general nine heavy day fierce beast should fear is the beast pupil contraction looking at the burial sword in the palm of Ling Jian.

Brush!

Lingjian's palm trembles. The vibration from the palm makes Lingjian feel a strong bloodthirsty impulse. He clearly feels the fury and bloodthirsty from the burial sword.

Burying heaven and earth sword splits out again, rolling up the Dao Qi. Ling Jian's body seems to be driven by burying heaven and earth sword. As the sword rotates, his body moves forward, and soon appears in front of the frightened dragon tusk in the dark cloud, and several knives cut down one after another.

Hiss.

Standing on the body of the Dragon tusk, the fear of the black eyes of the Dragon tusk gradually disappeared, but it was replaced by a sense of loss. Ling Jian's heart was shaken, vaguely, it seemed that he heard the low roar of the beast from the soul of the sword buried in heaven and earth.

Sword soul attack, heart devil attack!

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