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- The blue light in the distant sky is billowing, and the clouds are stirring.
Although the distance is still far away, the majestic and majestic remaining power will make those who are pressed down unable to breathe.
The new woman¡¯s bright eyes were full of shock, wondering what kind of strong men were fighting there. Her cultivation was extremely deep, and after the shock, she became extremely interested.
Being able to see strong men fighting with your own eyes is also a valuable experience.
The distance was too far, and she couldn't even see who was fighting. The situation of the two sides fighting can only be sensed through the agitation of vitality.
The strength of both sides was so strong that the energy dissipated from the center of the battlefield covered hundreds of miles in radius. Occasionally, a spell shot out can even fly hundreds of miles away, leaving a gorgeous rainbow light in the sky.
The woman knows very well how terrifying the rainbow light is. The huge power contained in it is extremely dangerous even if it is touched. Controlling the vitality within a hundred miles radius at will, this is the battle between two Shen Tao Lords. The woman judged secretly.
Gao Huan was also paying attention to the battle in the distance, and of course he understood more clearly what he saw. Among the two strong men, one is clearly a huge green dragon. Qinglong's method of controlling wind and fire almost burned the sky to the core. The person facing Qinglong was a swordsman who transformed into a god. His swordsmanship was erratic and unpredictable. Unfortunately, he was not as good as Qinglong in terms of cultivation and was always suppressed by Qinglong.
Although the swordsmanship of Huashen Swordsman is strong, it always lacks the spiritual and mysterious meaning of Huashen Daojun. Although the fluctuations of star power in the sword energy were obscure, they could not be hidden from Gao Huan. It is certain that this powerful god-turned-god is not a real person, but just a star-god transformed.
Qinglong must have met the man in Tsing Yi with double eyes outside, but he didn't expect him to be Qinglong. Qinglong actually wanted to be tough, he was afraid that he would suffer a loss this time!
However, Gao Huan was a little strange. Although there are no restrictions on personal cultivation in this world. But Qinglong is just a clone of a ray of spiritual thought, and no matter how strong his cultivation is, he is at the Nascent Soul level at most. How could he fight against a powerful person who transformed into a god and still gain the upper hand?
There must be some special mystery in this. Gao Huan was thinking about it when the sky suddenly lit up.
A dazzling silver rainbow stretched across the sky, dividing the fiercely fighting battlefield into two. Not to mention the battlefield, even the vast and vast city of Bitian seemed to be divided into two halves by this rainbow.
A roar of pain. The cyan dragon shadow instantly disappeared without a trace.
The woman looked at the mighty Haoran Changhong with a look of intoxication in her bright eyes. The earth-shaking silvery rainbow is clearly a sword light.
In the whole world, only the master of the Divine Sword Palace has this kind of power.
It was not just the woman who was fascinated by it. Even Gao Huan was shocked. It can be said that this sword does not have many subtle changes, it is just an almost random slash. But that majestic and mighty sword force could easily severely damage Qinglong. If Qinglong hadn't run so fast, this sword would have wiped him out.
This is the power of the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword. It is indeed incredibly powerful.
With such a divine sword, there is no need to even think about taking it by force. Just see if there are other opportunities to try it. Gao Huan's mind changed and he thought about catching up with Qinglong to get an advantage.
Qinglong was seriously injured. What came was just the incarnation of Divine Thought. Gao Huan was at least 70% sure that he could destroy Qinglong. But it's not without risks. There is another problem, it is not easy to find Qinglong. An old guy who has lived for tens of thousands of years definitely has some life-saving skills.
Thinking of the magical weapon being refined and Fan Siqin, Gao Huan finally gave up and went to find Qinglong. Even if you kill Qinglong, there won't be much benefit. There are still many powerful people in this world.
The Lian family siblings must have known about the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword for a long time. To say that Kunwu Sword Studio did not have corresponding arrangements would make Gao Huan even to death believe it. There may be other powerful people in the alliance who know the news. so. I don¡¯t know how many people are hiding in this world. Gao Huan didn't want to take risks.
"I wonder where you are from?" Gao Huan asked the woman.
The woman said generously: "Zixia, a disciple of Xianxia Sect."
"Zixia" Gao Huan couldn't help but smile as he chewed the name. This must be an interesting coincidence. Fan Siqin completely forgot about his past and was in some trouble.
"Dare I ask if my friend still remembers me?" Gao Huan asked.
Zixia¡¯s bright eyes narrowed. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head firmly. She thought to herself: "How can I forget such a handsome and handsome person once I have seen him? However, he is so handsome"
Thinking of this, Zixia's heart moved. She seemed to have had such a similar sigh before. Gao Huan, handsome in white, seemed to have seen him in a dream. But this feeling just passed by in a flash, and Zixia didn't care.
"I wonder where you are from?" Zixia asked.
Gao Huan really wanted to say that I am the Supreme Treasure, but this joke was too cold. Neither Zixia nor Fan Siqin could understand it. ??This name will make Fan Siqin even more confused.
"The poor monk is very beautiful. He practices in Longxiang Yuan."
"Longxiangyuan, forgive my ignorance, I have never heard of it." Fan Siqin said seriously. Even if it turns into Zixia. Fan Siqin's natural character will not change.
Gao Huan smiled, "Longxiang Yuan is just a small sect. It's normal that fellow Taoist Zixia has never heard of it." He paused and said, "Fellow Taoist Zixia is very similar to an old friend of mine. They are almost identical."
Fan Siqin said with some doubt: "Really?" Fan Siqin is stunningly beautiful and has been praised by countless people. She is also extremely proud of her appearance. I don't believe there is anyone else who looks like her.
Seeing Fan Siqin¡¯s familiar look of pride. Gao Huan was able to confirm that the woman in front of him was not an illusion, but Fan Siqin herself.
"I will never deceive fellow Taoist. My old friend's name is Fan Siqin. Maybe he has some relationship with fellow Taoist."
Hearing Fan Siqin's name, Fan Siqin was in a trance. "Why is this name so familiar?" Fan Siqin thought hard, but couldn't find the answer. All memories about Fan Siqin are like scenes in a broken dream, so far away and hard to touch.
"My parents died when I was young, and I was raised by my master. I have no brothers, sisters, or other relatives." Fan Siqin slowly shook his head.
Gao Huan felt helpless when he saw that Fan Siqin was deeply possessed. The Shinto illusion world is different from ordinary illusions. The derived world is completely centered on the soul of the cultivator himself. Fan Siqin has become like this, and the magical world of Shinto and fantasy has become one with her soul.
Forcibly expelling the power of the Shinto illusion world is harming Fan Siqin's soul. Gao Huan's current cultivation level is still too low, and there is no good solution for this. We can only let Fan Siqin do this first. Maybe when the Nine Heavens Galaxy Sword recognizes its master and the power of the divine way dissipates in her body, her original memory can be restored.
"I wonder what your friend is doing here?" Gao Huan asked.
Fan Siqin said: "I want to meet senior Fentian and ask him to help me refine the seven-color Tianluo Yi." Fan Siqin was afraid that Gao Huan had something to do with Fentian, so she did not hide her intention.
Gao Huan said: "How many days have you been waiting? He helped me refine the magic weapon, and I haven't seen him for dozens of days."
Fan Siqin said with some embarrassment: "I wonder how long it will take for Senior Fentian to come out?"
Gao Huan shook his head. He was not familiar with weapon refining. I can't even guess how long it will take Fentian to finish. After waiting for so many days, Gao Huan was a little impatient. There are other artifacts in this world. Although the chance of conquering them is slim, you have to take a look to find out.
Fan Siqin is even more difficult, "The sword discussion conference in the Divine Sword Palace is about to start, but what should I do?"
"The Sword Discussion Conference" Gao Huan couldn't help but asked: "When will the Sword Discussion Conference be held?"
Fan Siqin said in surprise: "The Sword Discussion Conference is held every hundred years, always on July 7th. You didn't know?"
Gao Huan said: "Our sect has a small number of people and is closed to the outside world."
"Oh," Fan Siqin looked at Gao Huan doubtfully, unable to let go. The Sword Discussion Conference has a history of tens of thousands of years. Not to mention practitioners, even ordinary people are familiar with it. But Gao Huan didn't look like he was faking it. Besides, there was no need for Gao Huan to lie about this kind of thing.
"What is the sword conference about?" Gao Huan asked.
If someone else asked such a simple question, Fan Siqin would have become impatient. But she always felt that Gao Huan was very close to her, and she was willing to talk to Gao Huan more. At that moment, he said patiently: "The Sword Discussion Conference held by the Divine Sword Palace invites heroes from all over the world, regardless of their cultivation level or age. As long as they can be recognized by the Divine Sword, they can become the next master of the Divine Sword Palace"
Hearing what Fan Siqin said, Gao Huan's eyes suddenly lit up. This sword discussion conference is a precious opportunity!
"What day is today?" Gao Huan asked.
Fan Siqin thought for a moment and said, "Today is the fifth day of June, and there are still more than a month before the Sword Discussion Conference."
Gao Huan nodded, "There is still plenty of time, so just wait here. I guess the time is almost up."
Fan Siqin has been arrogant since she was a child. Every time she goes out, she is chased by many male cultivators and cannot bear to be harassed. She has always been extremely disgusted with men. But for some reason, I just felt that Gao Huan was particularly approachable. After hearing Gao Huan's invitation, he nodded in agreement almost without thinking. "Okay, then I'll wait here for a few days."
The sun rose and set, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye, but there was still no sign of Fentian. It's just that the fire from the volcanic eruption is getting stronger and stronger, which is obviously the most critical moment for refining the weapon.
Gao Huan now possesses five magical weapons, and ordinary magical weapons are no longer worth mentioning. But seeing such momentum, some expectations arose in my heart. "Maybe,Maybe he can refine a magical weapon! "
Suddenly, a stream of crystal light shot up into the sky, spraying out billions of points of crystal light like a fountain. The hot space suddenly felt cool and moist, and the dryness disappeared.
"Take it." With a loud shout, the red-robed old man flew up to Fentian and landed. He squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and the crystal light in the sky shrank and condensed, turning into a whisk and falling on his hand.
Fen Tian laughed twice and said, "Here it is, kid." After saying that, he threw the fly whisk to Gao Huan.
The jade handle of this fly whisk is crystal clear and moist, with thousands of snow silks on it, and there is a faint crystal water vapor flowing through it. At this time, the whisk turned into a water-colored rainbow, falling straight down towards Gao Huan.
"Hey, this Bai Fu is pretty good" As he spoke, an old hand poked out from mid-air, grabbing the water-colored rainbow.
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