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Sparks flew as the crystal hand and Qi Xiuyu's magic tool moved forward together. The two of them were already at a stalemate, Qi Xiuyu's fighting spirit was especially strong, as if it was born for battle.

As for the crystal hand, due to its unparalleled superiority, its marvelous steps brought about surprise and joy to the unarmed hand.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than a few hundred blows. They did not use any Dao arts, but only used their physical bodies.

Bang! The crystal hand was exceptionally sturdy and flexible, holding onto a magic tool tightly: "Qi Xiuyu, you can give way."

The owner of the crystal hand smiled strangely, turned around and raised his hand high up. The prism shaped crystal shot out an indistinct light that shot towards Qi Xiuyu: "Hand blade."

"A descendant of the Crystal Vein, but our Sect only has one person." A person said with a smile.

"That's right, it's rare to see Han Xiu Ming take action." Clearly, this was the second type of person speaking out. It was obvious that they knew each other.

On the screen, Han Xiu Ming and Qi Xiuyu were competing with each other. Their names both carried the word "Cultivator", and one of them cultivated it while the other cultivated it for himself.

Han Xiu Ming's crystal hand was a unique Tao technique that activated the Crystal Vein's inheritance. It crystallized into an artifact and struck towards Qi Xiuyu's shoulder when he was unable to control the weapon.

"Condensing snow into a shield, shock!" Qi Xiuyu remained calm and used his other hand to form a seal. A crystal clear shield blocked the attack of the crystal hand.

With a bang, some of the ice cubes on the surface of the shield shattered, and the shield disappeared. As for Qi Xiuyu, he suddenly turned the magical equipment in his hands, and with a huge force, he tried to break the crystal hand.

"My hand will never fade. Unless the artifact in your hand reaches the highest quality Sixth Order, otherwise, it will be impossible." At the same time, spiritual energy permeated and he gripped the magical equipment even more tightly.

"Hmph, this magic tool of mine, is no ordinary magic tool, but a Ultimate Mystical Artifact. It is extremely profound, able to form a Profound Sky Elephant, and will forever be made out of thin air." It was rare for Qi Xiuming to open his mouth and explain the grade of his magical equipment.

"Ultimate Mystical Artifact?" A person could not help but speak up, "Rumor has it that there are very few magic tools that can advance to the level of the Illusory Realm. Furthermore, they are hard to find throughout the world."

"It can transform all things? "I can even level up?" Yun Chen muttered to himself. The first method seemed to be very consistent with his own Blood Dye, as for the second method, it had not been verified, and it was still too early to confirm it.

"Gather the crystal world …" He spoke all sorts of strange languages, as if summoning and listening to them. His crystal hand, on the other hand, turned from one to two, while his other hand turned into a faint green color.

Qi Xiuming's magic tool appeared and disappeared. After a short while, it reappeared and continued waving it, attacking Han Xiuming.

"Scram." Like the preface to the apocalypse, the surrounding air was all infected by the crystals, and they gathered together little by little until they pressed down on the place where Qi Xiu Ming was.

"Snowy Forest Dragon, escape." Qi Xiuming smiled and looked at Han Xiuming with a smile, "Let's meet again in the future."

A snow dragon swept out and covered the entire crystal world. It pierced through a speck of light. The flying snow carried Qi Xiuming with it. Both sides left the stage evenly and did not fight to the death.

Han Xiuming was deep in thought as he looked at the crack. This was the best spot for the opponent to escape. If the spell was incomplete, it would become a fatal loophole.

Right now, Han Xiuming was still in the crystal space, and this was created by himself. Originally, he wanted to borrow the crystal's power to attack, but now he could only disperse.

With a single thought, the crystal dispersed. Then, he suddenly clutched his chest and laughed with blood in his mouth, "Qi Xiuming, great enemy …"

It was obvious that this Dao Technique had been constructed at the cost of one's blood.

Fortunately, the exam wasn't over yet, so everyone was still wandering around. They didn't fight, but kept probing on their own. Even if they were from the same sect all year round, their understanding of the exam might not be as good as an outsider's. The disciples of the three sects were basically like this, so to them, the test was only to face more unfamiliar opponents.

The scene changed yet again. Before the disciples on the platform could lament over how powerful and wise Qi Xiu Ming was, another shocking fight had occurred.

The two stood in the middle of the two of them, separated by a mountain. There was an unfathomable layer of clouds between them, and no one knew what was underneath it.

Although they were separated by several hundred zhang, their auras and hearts were intertwined. The two of them clearly understood each other and understood each other well. Even though they were separated by the clouds, they could still sense each other.

"Late Spirit Transformation Stage, you're still a bit short." It was obviously a woman's voice, cold and clear.

"Hmph, I'll make you lose and become my thirteenth room!" The person opposite him laughed wildly.

"Du Yin, you still haven't changed." The woman said in a helpless tone, but there was also a trace of disgust in her tone.

"Don't forget about the marriage between our two families." With that, the young man suddenly became cold. He waved his sleeves, took up a cloud, and charged toward Wang Lin.

"Damn it." The woman's face was slightly cold. Her chest moved up and down in a rhythmic manner. Only the people on the platform appreciated her sexy figure.

"Whip along the flame." Under the whip, endless flames burned the heavens and the earth. Clouds in the mountains boiled and turned into clouds in the sky as they fled into the distance due to the high temperature.

The flames had opened up a field of vision for the two of them and at the same time, caused Du Yin to pause. Facing the girl's flames, he still hesitated.

"Grand Moon Flame, absorb." He formed a hand seal with one hand and continuously formed a seal with the other. At the same time, powerful spiritual energy erupted from his body, forming an imprint.

However, it was this mark that allowed the raging flames to be continuously absorbed into his body.

That kind of imprint was becoming more and more corporeal.

"Again." The woman was unwilling to give up. She swung the whip once more, sending out another stream of flames that pounced towards Du Yin.

"Hehe, big brother is here." Du Yin revealed a smile, but it was that wretched look.

"Scram …" However, there was nothing he could do. Even though the lady shouted loudly, Du Yin was still unwilling to let it go. That mark seemed to be her nemesis, unceasing and unending.

"Immobilize." Du Yin was insidious and crafty. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly pointed with his finger and perfectly hit a certain acupoint, locking the woman's body in place.

"What do you want?" The lady was terrified, the Spiritual Energy s all over her body resisted the power that was in her body, causing her to be unable to move, looking at Du Yin's eyes, she became restless.

"What do you think? A single man and a single woman living together. Who can disturb me? Haha …"

Bang, "This kid is so embarrassing." The old man flew into a rage before the voice transmission stone, and so did the middle-aged man beside him. However, they were filled with deep anger.

"Give it to me, A-Bing." The old man pointed at the painting.

Emperor Bing slowly walked forward, aimlessly walking forward. Her bright eyes and peerless demeanor made her surroundings seem empty.

But at that moment, a beam of light suddenly shot through the sky. Emperor Bing was impressively within the light.

Without waiting for Du Yin's reaction, that bone-chilling aura focused on the food like a wolf, tiger, or leopard.

"Save me, Senior!" In the Rippling Space, the woman saw her last hope. In that critical moment, with the help of the old man, Emperor Bing saw the scene in front of her eyes.

Looking at Du Yin, who was burning with lust, a wave of disgust suddenly rose.

"F * ck off." Without even waiting for Du Yin to speak, the Emperor Bing was already furious.

"Yo, another little beauty has arrived?" Within his words, Du Yin's hands were trembling non-stop. Looking at the peerless beauty of the Emperor Bing, who could not be moved?

"Ugh, this is bad …" These two words were the most appropriate words to describe the hearts of everyone present.

"Little beauty, come on." The saliva almost flowed all over the ground. Du Yin couldn't wait and pounced forward. However, the mark behind him kept on following him.

"Ten thousand years in the sky of ice." Emperor Bing looked up at the sky, one finger pointing towards the sky. At this moment, the entire world was gloomy.

All the clouds and mist had congealed into ice, and the temperature of the surrounding air had almost reached zero.

"You … shall be executed." Emperor Bing said in a clear yet elegant voice. There was no unnecessary tone in his voice, only a kind of disgust that didn't care in the slightest.

It was no exaggeration to say that the world had been destroyed in such a manner.

The space between heaven and earth seemed to be splitting apart. At the same time, everything turned into a vast expanse of white ice.

That cold, even the spiritual energy, had become a symbol of ice.

"You … You... "Who is it?" While shivering, Du Yin said with a trembling voice.

"Don't let me see you again." A thick ice sculpture suddenly rose up into the sky. This sculpture looked exactly the same as the Emperor Bing, except that it was much larger.

An ice sculpture thousands of feet tall descended from the sky, surging over with a vast and mighty force that caused even space and time to bow down before it. The ice sculpture slowly suppressed Du Yin, until he was reduced to a pile of minced meat …