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Buzz ~

In the dark cave, there are red and gold intertwined. When it is clear, Qidao Guang sat down on his knees.

His chest was undulating, and faintly, as if light was wandering under its membrane, intertwining.

"The difficulty of the Martial Saint is more than that of the blue sky. But it was done in the end, just..."

A breath of turbid air was exhaled, blowing out the light on the Fang Tian Huaji that was penetrated in front of him, and the Qidao light slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the dim cave was white, and invisible fluctuations spread, causing the entire mountain to tremble.

Pressing all the breaths and desire to roar in my heart, Qi Daoguang sighed slightly:

"After all, it's not as good as the old man..."

Forty years of practice finally broke the threshold of the trapping countless heroes and geniuses!

Countless times, he had thought about today, how happy and arbitrary he would be after breaking through.

But at this moment, he had no joy in his heart, only a faint melancholy.

That old man is gone...

Huh ~

The light of the Dao slowly closed his eyes, and the cave dimmed. It took him a long time to open his eyes again.

"Old man, I will take back your phoenix wings and gold wings. I will continue your path to immortality for you!

I will send your enemies one by one to accompany you!”

hold head high!

It seemed that a very high-pitched dragon roar broke through the mountain, and the Dao light stepped out in one step, and its body shattered the mountain wall in front of it like a dragon.

"Get out!"

Boom!

It seems that a big sun blooms in the valley, and the gloomy night dissipates instantly, and the ripples of collision are rolling around.

A figure retreated quickly and landed on the back of the dragon eagle that was flying in the sky.

"This halberd has a bit of Zhang Xuanba's style, and he is worthy of being his successor!"

The night wind blew, causing people to robe to shine, and also blew their cold laughter to all parts of the valley.

"The leader of Mitian Sect Ning Wuqiu? Do you dare to call the old man's name like a dog?"

Carrying the Fang Tian Hua Ji diagonally, Qi Daoguang swept over the person with a cold eyes, Huizhi sneered:

"Based on your foundation in the Mitian Sect, I'm afraid you can't regenerate your limbs? Who did you make a dog for?

Seven Killing God Palace, Qiankun Cave, or Eternal Tianlun Temple?”

"If you want to irritate me, you did it..."

On the back of the dragon eagle, Ning Wuqiu's eyes were cold:

"If I hadn't recovered my energy at this moment, I would have asked you to break your soul today!"

In the night forest, there is a solemn atmosphere, which is even more violent than the heavy snow in the middle of winter.

Huh ~

Qi Daoguang stood on the top of the mountain, with a long robe flying behind him, his arrogance was as bright as fire, and his sharpness was revealed:

"Missing today, even if you are vital, I will kill you like a dog!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Ning Wuqiu was not angry or shocked, but laughed back:

"It's ridiculous, pitiful! Qi Daoguang, you went to the wrong way without knowing it, and you still wanted to kill me, which is really ridiculous!"

"It's really ridiculous."

Qi Daoguang nodded in agreement:

"I miss you Ning Wuqiu. He was promoted to the Martial Saint fifty years ago and also joined the rank of the Night Demon of the Ten Capitals. But now, even when I see this old man, I want the Dragon Eagle to accompany me and dare not go to the ground..."

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and Ning Wuqiu's expression suddenly subsided:

"Arrogant!"

When he spit out the two words, he seemed to have no desire to speak. He shook his hand and threw it out a big red invitation:

"If you have courage, I will wait for you in Anyang!"

call!

Fang Tian's painting halberd crossed the sky, and caught that page of invitation. Under the dim moonlight, Qi Daoguang raised his eyebrows and looked moved:

"The ancients didn't deceive me..."

Forgot about the departure of the dragon eagle, a deep and brilliance flashed in his eyes:

"That old witch actually escaped? Who broke the old man's backhand..."

Qi Daoguang was shocked and angry, and he also extinguished his thoughts of slowly stabilizing the realm. While leaving the valley, he slowly stabilized the realm.

"Nie Longtian, suspected of being killed in Pingdu Mountain illusion..."

"Xu Wenji led 200,000 troops to defeat the Jinguan King You Khan, who came to the capital to resist the enemy?"

"The Seven Killing Kings outside the Frontier, restart the Eight Kings' Discussions, and collect the Eight Tribes of the Shenshan?"

"King Ding'an asked for help from all walks of life. Li Chuang, a native of Qingzhou, made himself king and summoned 800,000 elite troops to win Ding'an in one battle?"

"The seventh pass of the Mitian Sect Pass broke through the pass, and fought with the leader Ning Wuqiu three times, and gained the power of the teachings..."

"Song Tiandao's small boat disappeared without a shadow, and he was suspected to have entered the Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm?"

"The sea is full of iron, and when I return from the sea, I will collect the six major islands in the South China Sea, and the power will expand unprecedentedly..."

"Yorong was closed to death in Hantan..."

"Lisheng's mother returns to the world and invites heroes from all over the world to Anyang Prefecture, Yunzhou..."

...

Qi Daoguang couldn't help but feel a little confused after achieving major events in the world through the secret channel.

How come I feel like the change of life after being in seclusion for several months?

And seeing the latest and most recent one, his eyes couldn't help but condense:

"Northwest King Yang Yu, kill Fan Ruyi?"

Kill Fan Ruyi?!

The shock to him was far greater than the birth of Liansheng's mother. For a moment, he was a little dazed.

"He broke through?"

After reading all the information over and over again, a thought that made him frightened:

"Before he became the Martial Saint, he killed Fan Ruyi?!"

In the restaurant in the small town at noon, Qi Daoguang, which had been invincible with cold and heat, felt a chill in his heart.

How can I do this?

magic weapon?

Supernatural powers?

Taoist art?

still……

"Uncle, you have achieved success in the Martial Saint, and I must be very happy..."

Several masters from the Qi family were trembling with excitement. If they hadn't known that the place was wrong, they would have wished they could whistle to the sky.

This is the Martial Saint!

After a long time, Qi Daoguang returned to his senses, pressed all kinds of distracting thoughts into his heart, and asked in a deep voice:

"How many invitations did the old witch send?"

"this……"

Several masters from the Qi family looked at each other and shook their heads.

"The Liansheng Cult has always been known as the No. 1 religion in the world. Although it is not recognized, it is extremely powerful and spread all over the world. This invitation was not sent from one place, but from nine channels, and even many branches outside the border at the same time..."

One of the old men answered:
To be continued...