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Chapter 670: The Battlefield

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    Update time: 2012-11-18

    Xing Muran may not be able to fight against Bingtian in terms of cultivation. In the field that he is good at, Xing Muran can definitely say with confidence that he can be qualified for anyone. Tianming Fengce is a technique that goes straight to the origin.  At the level of art, he has not lost to anyone. Moreover, the more advanced the technique, the more detailed and accurate the explanation of the avenue of heaven and earth. With Xing Moran's understanding, if there is no more achievements, then there is really nothing.  Enough to say.

    Xing silently left, and Bingtian felt a chill in his heart. He understood that he had inadvertently seemed to have established a powerful enemy. This enemy was very difficult to deal with.

    "It seems that I will kill this guy in the future." Bingtian said coldly in his heart.

    This is the battlefield between good and evil. He is not afraid that he will not have the chance to kill Xing Moran, but he is afraid that the guy will die too quickly.

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    Wanku Mountain is a territory belonging to Kunlun and is also one of the central battlefields. Most of the disciples here are elite disciples of various sects. Mo Can is inevitable among the disciples. Second-generation disciples bully third-generation disciples.  Although it is very common, the cross-sect disputes involved are definitely the talk of people after dinner. Many people noticed the little conflict between Xing Moran and Bingtian. After a while, it spread among the disciples, although it was not directly  When the news reached the ears of the leadership, there were still many people making irresponsible remarks behind their backs.

    In the corridor next to the Kurong Hall, Ling Mo watched what happened indifferently, and then watched Xing Moran leave indifferently, without making any expression. It was not that he had not expressed anything, but that he was not qualified to participate in the struggle of this class.  , His current cultivation level is just that he has just reached the Nascent Soul stage. The fighting power of the sword cultivator is very strong, but facing the invincible strong men of the same class, he is still very weak.  Xiu may not be scary, but Xing Moran in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is definitely the most terrifying, because he has almost exhausted the field of wind, and has almost reached the extreme power of wind, and the only difference is his vitality.

    This is the foundation of the sect.

    Ling Mo was not familiar with Xing Moran. Looking at Bingtian's back, he thought silently, "It seems that this guy is a subordinate of the group of people in Kunlun Mountain. Otherwise, it would be impossible to target Shoushan Taoist Temple in this way. Is this useful?"  , Kunlun Mountain is indeed powerful, with thousands of years of inheritance and the support of the immortal world. Unfortunately, Shoushan Taoist Temple has never been bad, otherwise, Shoushan Taoist Temple would have been extinct for thousands of years."

    As the eldest disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, Ling Mo knew more inside information than Buyi, the sect of Shoushan Taoist Temple, and his face was full of smiles.

    "Kunlun is facing the Shoushan Taoist Temple. The only ones watching the excitement are us at Lingxiao Pavilion and Shushan."

    Among the three generations of disciples, Xing Moran has the highest cultivation level, which has reached the level of the middle stage of Yuanying. Many of the remaining people, except for the four kings and the major disciples of various sects, have the cultivation level of the early stage of Yuanying. Although he is only one  The difference in level, but the difference in combat effectiveness was dozens of times. Xing Moran was defeated, and naturally countless people applauded.

    In a dark place in the Wanku Mountains, the person in charge of Shoushan Taoist Temple opened his eyes and closed them again with a solemn expression. Around him, the infinite wind force formed countless tiny whirlwinds, hovering around him. If  Those who are interested will find that these wind forces have almost reached the limit of wind, touching the origin of the avenue. In the wind force, endless thunder and lightning are generated, and they seem to be swallowed up by the wind force. They are born and destroyed, endlessly. This spell,  It is the highest realm of the seventh level of Tianming Fengce, Taiyi Wind Tunnel.  This person is Xing Moran's master, the 308th inheritor of Tianming Fengce.  The second master of the Divine Transformation Stage in Wanku Mountain is an existence that no one knows about.

    In the area to the west of Wanku Mountain, the sky is extremely dark, and the air is chaotic, as if it is a gray world, full of evil breath. This layer of gray things prevents the righteous spiritual consciousness from prying, and I don¡¯t know how long it has been.  For a long time, one after another figures activated their magic power or sword light to come out and go straight to Wanku Mountain. On Wanku Mountain, countless disciples flew out for the first time, flying swords, flying knives, giant towers, etc.  Strange magic weapons flew out from both sides and clashed with each other in the sky. There was chaos between heaven and earth.

    This was the first echelon, a fight between low-level disciples. Xing Moran naturally would not stand in the first echelon. He watched almost a hundred junior disciples coming down the mountain and looked at their backs, feeling a little heavy in his heart. He understood.  This is a battlefield, and we are still brothers now. Maybe we will be separated by life and death in a while, but there is no choice in life.

    He is the third echelon, and the second echelon is the masters of the Golden elixir stage. In the Golden elixir stage, one can create a sect, which has a very high prestige. When good and evil are at war, a sect with a master of the Golden elixir stage can only be cannon fodder.  Their battlefield is on the other side. This seems to have become a routine. The masters of the Golden Core stage take action?There is another difference. Once a shot is taken, the area of ??influence of the mana is tens of millions of times more powerful than that of the disciples of the Condensation Stage and the Refining Stage. Dozens of masters of the Golden Elixir stage are fighting, with sword energy flowing freely, mana exploding, and hundreds of thousands of  The mountains here seemed to have experienced a magnitude 5 earthquake, which was very severe.

    The sound of mana explosions and screams were transmitted in all directions, like sledgehammers, hitting people's hearts.

    ???????????? No matter they were disciples of the good or evil paths, countless people perished in a short period of time.

    A full quarter of an hour passed on the battlefield before dozens of more powerful figures appeared in the gray clouds. Some of these figures disappeared as soon as they appeared, some went directly to the ground, and some could only be felt a little.  The existence of the aura can't even be seen by anyone. Obviously, they are not prepared to fight directly.

    When people have reached the Nascent Soul stage, their perception has become inhumanly strong. As the magic masters are dispatched, the righteous masters are also choosing their opponents. Next to Xing Moran, dozens of Nascent Soul masters are standing one after another.  disappear.

    "I hope you can come back alive, Xing Moran." A cold voice came into Xing Moran's ears. He turned his head and saw a figure running into the mountains with a white air.

    Xing Moran had a good temperament, so naturally he would not care about this provocation, but his heart was covered with a haze, "It seems that the battle between the righteous paths is much more complicated than I thought, and those who died are very strange."  Monk, I finally found the reason for their death." Xing Moran was not an idiot. He had long felt that the battlefield was not as simple as he thought, but he didn't expect such a **.

    At this moment, a very dazzling hostile gaze flashed out from the gray clouds. He did not dodge, but rushed directly into the mountain. A giant knife cut across the sky and slashed towards the earth. The strong power contained in the giant knife  The dark power, in the battlefield, made everyone feel frightened for a moment.

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