There are several great dynasties in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Only by annexing half of Aquarius Continent can the territory of Great Li be comparable to theirs.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but think about a question.

Does the legendary eleventh realm of martial arts, the God of War, exist in the world?

The young Cui Chen smiled and did not give an answer.

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Jinjiazhou.

In the ruins of an ancient battlefield with extremely thin spiritual energy, the huge statues of gods that were tens of feet or more than a hundred feet high "in life" all collapsed and fell to the ground. No one was spared, and they stretched like a fragmented mountain range.

This place has become a natural forbidden area for Qi practitioners in Yizhou.

There are often bursts of strong winds that sweep through the heaven and earth without warning. For the middle and fifth realm qi practitioners who are under the Earth Immortal Golden Pill, it is like a knife cutting their bones.

In the place where one of the most majestic and broken Buddha statues fell to the ground, it seemed that before it fell to the ground, it was a statue of Buddha holding flowers and smiling. When it fell to the ground, its arm was broken at shoulder level, and the whole arm was lying across the ground, where the Buddha's fingers were.

The twisted flower has long been shattered, and only three of the five fingers are left. One of them is raised up and points to the sky. Just one finger is more than ten feet high. One can imagine how tall this statue is when it is intact.

tall.

There is a barefoot girl in white standing on her fingers, eyes closed, hands clasped together, standing facing the wind.

The girl has an ordinary face, just like a little girl that can be seen everywhere in the market.

A strong wind came, crashing like a tide into the finger of the Buddha statue and the girl standing on the fingertip.

The girl did not open her eyes, but moved her lips slightly, and whispered in a Jinjiazhou dialect: "Open."

The strong wind split into two, like being split in the middle of a person, whizzing past the two sides of the Buddha statue's fingers. Only the fish that escaped the net managed to brush against the girl's face, and instantly cut out strips of blood on her face.

But in an instant, the girl's appearance returned to its original appearance.

The wind blew over the girl, taking away the fragrance of the orchids.

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In the sea area near Juluzhou, there is a mountain on the top, which is like a cone piercing the sky. Only the top of the mountain is a round depression with a bowl-shaped mouth, like a well. It is bottomless, but there is a vague light reflecting on the well wall.

In the "wellhead" of this active volcano, there is a burly man with no clothes on his body, holding his chin with one hand, sitting cross-legged on the dark rocks, meditating silently, surrounded by rolling flaming lava, and the heat wave is overwhelming.

, the man was completely unaware.

Men are born with double pupils.

He frowned a little and murmured: "It's a bit difficult to break through the threshold of the Golden Body Realm. I have to blame myself for taking too many miraculous medicines. Two hundred catties? Or three hundred catties? It seems that when I reach the Golden Body Realm, I can no longer be stupid.

I ate that thing as food. If nothing else, it would be very troublesome to poop every day. If it spreads, it would really damage the face of the Sixth Realm martial artist."

A sharp flying sword stabbed down from the well mouth silently, and the burly man collapsed to the ground and slid slumped into the sea of ​​fire.

The natal flying sword, which was the same size as the swordsman at the foot of the mountain, did not give up. It flew rapidly around the wall of the crater, and countless rolling stones fell into the sea of ​​fire.

If it were somewhere else in Beiju Luzhou, with the cultivation level of the owner of this flying sword and the sharpness of the natal flying sword, I am afraid that it would have penetrated a mountain. But here, the flying sword cut through the stones on the well wall.

, but was extremely hindered.

There was an old man in robes with a long sword on his back standing on the crater. After stabbing the man with double pupils with his sword, the old man's voice resounded like thunder through the bottom of the well, "I finally found you, you bastard who has been stabbed a thousand times! Stop pretending."

If you die, I know that your fate is very tough. It doesn't matter. It's you who chose this inescapable place of death. You will be buried here and there will be no bones left. Maybe your sins can be alleviated a little."

The old man stretched out his fingers together, passed them behind his shoulders, and lightly touched the hilt of the sword.

The sword was unsheathed, rushed into the sky, and then fell rapidly, straight from the crater to the sea of ​​fire. When the sword penetrated into the sea of ​​fire and magma, there was a loud bang and splashed up waves of flames several feet high.

In the sea of ​​​​fire, there was a vague figure swimming rapidly, and the long sword was like a harpoon, stabbing rapidly again and again.

At the foot of the volcano, there are people climbing the mountain slowly. There are old Taoists who post talismans on the rocks. There are monks who make seals with their hands and then gently tap them to the ground. Someone is holding a picture scroll that seems to have no end.

The foot of the mountain stretches upward, like lichen covering the ground. There is also an old man in blue shirt holding a writing brush, swiping ink on the ground, writing down a sentence of Confucian sage's teachings.

While the old man on the top of the mountain was trying to kill the murderer with his two swords, he laughed at himself: "I am a noble swordsman in the Golden Core realm, but it takes so much effort to hunt down a martial artist who has not yet reached the seventh realm."

The old man thought of those tragic events, not only the disasters caused by his sect, but also the countless people who died in vain up and down the mountain. The Jindan Sword Cultivator was extremely angry and said with an angry face: "A guy like you who kills just for fun will die.

It’s not a pity! A hundred deaths will never redeem you!”

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The two armies faced each other, beating drums and shaking the sky.

Among the large army, on a temporary high platform, there was a man in brocade clothes lazily reclining on a couch. He looked to be less than thirty years old, and there were two beautiful young women sitting on the couch.

At both ends, one is rubbing the young man's temples, and the other is bending over and gently tapping the man's calf.

What's even more incredible is that behind the man, there is a large bamboo stick standing upright, making a hunting sound.

A beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance but acting like a servant girl carefully tapped the outside of the man in brocade clothes' calf. She glanced at the other woman and said with a charming smile: "Sir, I heard that there is an Eighth Realm sword cultivator in the other side's camp this time.

And a Nine Realm military strategist monk is helping to hold down the battle. It seems that our ex-husband of Xiuxiu really loves Xiuxiu, and he was so angry that he turned into a beauty. It is really touching, my lord, otherwise you should return Xiuxiu to others.

Reunion is also a beautiful story, anyway..."

At this point, the charming beauty raised her hand and covered her mouth with a sweet smile, "Anyway, sir, you have tasted our beautiful girl quite well, not to mention she is petty and never wants to be exposed to rain and dew with the sisters. Isn't it harmful?"

Young Master, are you disappointed? How can there be such a arrogant maid in the world?"

The other stunning woman, who was called Jie Xiu, turned a deaf ear and just gently pressed the thumbs of both hands against the temples of the man in brocade clothes, and gently and carefully massaged them.

The man in brocade clothes narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Xie Xiu is shy. I feel sorry for her, sir. As for you, you can withstand the torment. If the young master is stupid and cares for you, only pities you and doesn't understand the style, why don't you rebel?"

The woman who was tapping her legs was full of spring, and she slightly raised her eyebrows at the "extract".

The latter was completely unaware of the other party's provocation.

The man in brocade clothes gently raised his feet and said, "Take off your boots for the young master!"

The woman's eyes suddenly became hot, she knelt down in front of the couch, and with trembling hands, she took off the boots for the man in brocade.

The man sat up and stretched, "Our Fuyao Island is only slightly bigger than that Aquarius Island. It's so boring."

With his bare feet, he put his hand through the woman's "exquisite" neckline, and finally took out a golden ball with the body temperature of a beautiful woman. He squeezed it gently and instantly put on a pair of armor that was often mistaken for a soldier and god.

The silver armor was surprisingly covered with various scars, and a small hole appeared at the heart that looked like it had been pierced by a long sword.

The young man who put on the unknown treasure armor slowly took a few steps forward, suddenly turned his head and smiled at the woman named Jiexiu: "Your ex-husband is not as good as me in everything, but there is only one thing that I will pursue in my life.

If you don't fall in love with him, it's just a joke."

He stretched out his arm and pointed at the far away opponent's banner, raised the corner of his mouth, and said to the woman: "For example, if you invite a sword cultivator and a military cultivator, your young master almost died of laughter from him."

The beauty who took off the young man's boots was sitting on the ground with her back leaning on the couch, laughing and charming.

The young man turned towards the enemy formation, looked up to the sky and laughed, "Other people's wives and concubines are good, but other people's widows are even better!"

The man wearing the armor of frost and snow stood up from the ground, flew through the air, jumped directly over the cavalry formation of his own army, and hung like a white rainbow above the heads of thousands of troops and horses.

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In the northernmost part of Aaizhou, there is endless ice and snow, raging wind and snow, and no sun.

Someone is wearing a snow-white mink fur. Occasionally the wind and snow blow the mink fur tightly against the body, and then you can find a pair of bright eyes exposed under the huge mink hat that is slender and pressed very low.

This man was wearing a long black-sheathed sword with only a small part hanging from his waist.

From time to time, she would reach out her hand from her fur and gently rub the handle of the knife with her thumb.

A section of white wrist like a jade lotus root is exposed, which seems to be whiter than snow, and also has a crystal color.

It should be a young woman.

But she dared to walk alone in this bitterly cold land of ice and snow. She walked in the northernmost part of Ai'ai Continent, the northernmost of the nine continents.

A Jindan realm Qi practitioner may not dare to be so entrusted and travel north alone.

The woman took out a steamed bun that was as hard as iron, bit into it gently and swallowed it, her eyes always staring ahead.

The extremely cold area of ​​Aaizhou is deserted, but big monsters often appear and occupy the right time and place, making it extremely difficult to deal with. In the Golden Core Realm, except for sword cultivators, no one is willing to come here to fight with those cunning and insidious monsters.

The beasts are entangled endlessly. Once they arouse public anger, they will often be surrounded by many people, which will really make the sky and the earth unable to function.

The woman stopped and just finished finishing the steamed bun.

Ahead of the wind, snow and mist, the huge head of a snow wolf slowly poked out.

When it appeared, the wind and snow suddenly stopped within a hundred feet radius.

The woman raised her mink hat, raised her head, and faced off against the snow wolf that was as tall as a hill.

She burped.

And then it's just a knife.

After a while, nothing seemed out of the ordinary between heaven and earth, and she had already begun to put the sword back into its sheath.

She continued to move forward and said with a smile: "I'll lend you your head in exchange for some money for makeup."

When she walked all the way to the snow wolf, the big monster suddenly collapsed like a mountain.

She looked at the huge wolf head that had been chopped off with a knife, and felt a little embarrassed. Do you have to carry such a big head back by yourself?

So she turned her head and looked into the wind and snow in the distance, raised her hand and said hello: "Come here, help me take this head back, and spare your life. As a reward, all the remaining bodies of the snow wolf will be yours."
To be continued...