When a martial artist cultivates to the realm of dizun, he enters the palace of martial arts. If he wants to break through the realm again, it becomes quite difficult. Every small realm is a natural moat.

Of course, once we break through a small realm, our combat power will increase exponentially and step into another level.

Ningxiaochuan is a physique that is "hard to meet in ten thousand years". After the title of wuzun, every time he breaks through a small realm, he consumes dozens of times more resources than other martial artists.

Although Ye Nantian's whole body blood gas was absorbed, it was still not enough to break through to the second level of dizun territory.

Now is the best time to make a breakthrough. Naturally, he will not miss this opportunity.

Ning Xiaochuan immediately took out ten bottles of nine color Xuan water, took them all, refined them into blood, and operated the skill of "heaven and earth Xuan Qi". Nine color Xuan water circulated all over the body, and each blood vessel became nine color.

"Wow..."

In the body, nine colorful lights burst out.

There was a roar in the heart palace of martial arts, and nine huge whirlpools spun up, frantically absorbing the nine colored Xuan water and transforming it into the vitality of martial arts.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan's strength keeps rising, his essence and Qi are integrated into flesh and blood, and meridians are born in his bones.

He has entered the second level of the land of honor!

Ning Xiaochuan absorbed all the blood gas into his body. When he pinched his fingers, he immediately made a "Thunderbolt" sound of lightning, and every bone emitted nine colors. His body is full of power, like a stove. If he fights with Ye Nantian now, he can kill Ye Nantian with only one move.

The power is much stronger than before.

Although a lot of resources are consumed, the power obtained is also considerable. In the same realm, even if we fight with five or six masters of the land reverence realm, we will not fall into the disadvantage.

Yu Qing killed the warriors and servants outside and entered the hall. Seeing that ye Nantian had become a mummy, he immediately felt very disappointed and said, "is Ye Nantian dead like this? Thanks to him, he also claimed to be the first master of the younger generation of the sect, which is simply not worthy of his name!"

"I don't know what's going on. He should have been injured before he fought with me. Otherwise, if I want to kill him, I'll definitely spend more time." Ning Xiaochuan picked up the Ziyun flying sword on the ground and put it into the Qiankun cloth bag.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't know that ye Nantian was poisoned by the "heartless pill".

Ziyun flying sword is Ye Nantian's sabre. It is of the level of seven grade Xuanqi. It is invaluable and can't be wasted.

"Before the martial arts masters of Yiyuan sect noticed it, we left immediately."

Yuqing just planned to leave, and then took a step forward, and was dragged back by Ning Xiaochuan.

"Be careful!"

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes sank, slapped out and bombarded the ground.

The ground of the hall was torn open, and a biting chill burst out. An arm made of stones was bombarded out. The palm was as big as a grinding plate, and the teeth were staggered, and the palm was full of sharp stones.

Ning Xiaochuan fought with that stone hand, and the continuous lightning in his body filled the whole hall with lightning, and countless lightning gathered in the palm of Ning Xiaochuan.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided, and suddenly the sound of earth shattering broke out, shaking the whole hall to collapse.

"Damn, the master of yiyuanzong came so soon!" Yuqing's heart trembled, and the smell from the ground was terrible, like a huge monster hiding below.

Just now, if Ning Xiaochuan hadn't dragged him back, he would have been crushed to death by the palm of a stone.

"It's not a person of Yiyuan sect, but the young master of white beaver. Why did he come to Xuanji mountain?" Ning Xiaochuan recognized the owner of the stone arm. The breath was too familiar, strong, thick, cold, with a fierce evil spirit.

Ningxiaochuan's face was dignified, his mind was completely unfolded, and he stared at the ground with vigilance.

After the white beaver master refined the stone beast giant, his cultivation was quite terrible and stronger than many martial masters. Moreover, it also cultivates an immortal stone body, and its body can be changeable. It is a very difficult enemy to deal with.

"Ye Nantian's life belongs to me. You two dare to kill the person I want to kill. Then go and bury Ye Nantian!"

The little master of white beaver rushed out from the ground and lifted the stone slabs on the ground. His body was up to ten meters high. The stones all over his body were black, with flowing metallic luster. He held a huge stone axe in his hand.

It looks like a stone statue and a statue of a martial god.

It was also a murder of laiyuanzong, who wanted to take ye Nantian and Nie Lanxin's life, but it was preempted by Ning Xiaochuan.

The axe chopped down and fell on Ning Xiaochuan's head.

Ning Xiaochuan's martial arts cultivation is not what it used to be. Naturally, he is no longer afraid of the little master of the white beaver. His hands merge, and the dazzling purple glow rushes out of the palm of his hand, condensing a huge vitality war sword!

"Destruction sword wave!"

The big purple sword stabbed at it and made a gorgeous sword light, forcing the little master of white beaver back.

The cultivation of young master Bai Li also made progress. He rushed up immediately and laughed wildly, "I know who you are! Ning Xiaochuan, although you have changed your appearance, the breath of martial arts will not change. Haha! I want you to die without a burial place."

Compared with the hatred of Ye Nantian and Nie Lanxin, it has a greater hatred with Ning Xiaochuan. Even if Ning Xiaochuan is broken into thousands of pieces, it is not enough to calm the hatred in his heart.

"Boom!"

The little master of white beaver chopped down with an axe, smashing the array under the ground, tearing the earth open, and a huge gap was born, which continued to spread far away.

"Crackling!"

Ningxiaochuan and Yuqing both spread out their body methods and quickly retreated.

"The master of Yiyuan sect has noticed that there are masters coming. Don't fight with this madman. Go!" Ningxiaochuan launched a colorful movement, turned into a colorful streamer, and rushed out of this Taoist field.

In fact, this Taoist temple has long been destroyed by the battle of Wu Zun level, and turned into ruins, leaving only ruins.

"He's really crazy." Yuqing also quite agreed with Ning Xiaochuan's evaluation of the little master of white beaver. He immediately escaped from the ruins and was ready to leave Xuanji mountain.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

....

In the night sky, there was a sharp wind, and more than a dozen streamers flew over, like a meteor shower flying across the sky.

More than a dozen huge breath of Wu Zun followed, all of which were martial overlords. Before they arrived, they gave people a huge pressure.

"Dare to make trouble in Yiyuan sect, and want to escape?" An old man with three iron swords on his back flew quickly. Each rise and fall was more than 100 meters away, and his mouth made a huge sound, condensed into a deafening sound wave.

Each word was like a sultry thunder, which sounded in ningxiaochuan and Yuqing's ears, shaking their blood and blood, almost suffering internal injury.

"What a terrible master! I didn't expect that Yiyuan sect had such a powerful figure besides the sword saint." Yuqing's heart cursed his mother. He could have killed Ye Nantian without knowing it. Who knows, a little master of white beaver was killed on the way, which startled the master of Yiyuan sect.

If they are besieged by masters of various major sects, even if they are both martial masters, I'm afraid they will fall into Xuanji mountain.

The little master of white beaver turned into a stone and sank to the ground. His breath was completely integrated into the earth, and he just disappeared!

Ning Xiaochuan also wanted to scold his mother, but he still kept calm. His brain was running fast. After a short time of thinking, he pointed to a group of dimly lit temples in the distance and said, "go to the central hinterland of yiyuanzong!"

"You are crazy! We are not escaping from Xuanji mountain now, but to the depths of yiyuanzong. Isn't it a trap?" Yuqing road.

Just jump off the cliff, you can escape into the dense jungle. With Wu Zun level cultivation, you can escape from Xuanji mountain in half an hour. As long as they are normal people, they will choose to jump off the cliff and escape. Yuqing also thinks so.

"Listen to me, you must be right. This is our only chance to live." Ning Xiaochuan set out first and rushed to the distant palaces.

Yuqing gritted her teeth and rushed over with Ning Xiaochuan.

Ye Nantian's Taoist temple is located on the hillside of Longyue peak, one of the seven main peaks of Xuanji mountain. On one side, there are bottomless cliffs and on the other side, there are dense palaces.

Most of the disciples of Yiyuan sect practice in the palace group under Longyue peak. There are many courtyards, caves and terraces with bright lights, and no less than 10000 martial artists live there.

Because the martial artists of all major sects came to Yiyuan sect, which made it more mixed. There were so many martial artists and human figures everywhere.

It would be safe if we could escape into the palaces below and hide among the warriors of the main gates.

Yuqing finally understood Ning Xiaochuan's intention, and immediately admired him and caught up.

"Boom!"

Three huge iron swords flew from the sky, cutting off Ning Xiaochuan's path.

An old man in his fifties flew down with big sleeves and stood on the iron sword in the center. His body erupted into a vast ocean of vitality.

The old man's martial spirit Dharma body rushed out from behind and condensed into a giant martial shadow with a height of more than ten meters.

"Wu soul changes!"

The old man's eyes were glowing with anger. His index finger and middle finger were pinched together and pointed to Ning Xiaochuan.

The Wu soul Dharma body behind it absorbed the mysterious Qi of heaven and earth crazily, just like a shining God, suppressed towards Ning Xiaochuan.

A crushing pressure surged over, and before it hit him, it had crushed the ground under Ning Xiaochuan's feet, and his legs made a "clucking" sound of bones.

When you reach the first level of cultivation, you can cultivate "Wu soul Dharma body", but the power of "Wu soul Dharma body" is very limited.

Only those who have reached the fourth level of cultivation in the territory of earth respect can condense enough powerful spirit of martial spirit and cultivate into "martial soul transformation". Once the martial spirit transformation is performed, the soul of the opponent can be directly suppressed.

If the cultivation can reach the seventh level of the land respect, it can also cultivate a more powerful "Wu soul seal".

In other words, the martial arts accomplishments of the old man in front of him, at least, have stepped into the fourth level of the land of reverence.

"My God! Martial spirit changes. Masters at this level can't defeat the enemy. Let's retreat quickly!" Yuqing road.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw six rays of light flying over, and each ray of light was wrapped with a Wu Zun.

Six Wu zuns flew in and cut off their retreat.