"Hu..." Jiang Nan sat cross-legged by the calm lake, let out a gentle breath, and slowly opened her eyes. After two days and two nights of practice, her body had recovered by eight or nine points, and all the scars on her body disappeared.

"When can we have the power of the heavenly realm?" Jiang Nan felt infinite desire for power.

While 'raising his hand and stomping his feet', he splits the mountains and cuts the rivers, and when he is 'talking and laughing', the wind and clouds change. This kind of heroic state of mind is something countless practitioners dream of to understand. After some realization, his state of mind has improved a lot, but his own strength is still at the tenth level of the Yellow Realm, and there is no sign of breaking through the Xuan Realm.

Looking at the vast battlefield, Jiang Nan slowly stood up and couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Just then, roars came from the sky, and a majestic order came from the inner gate of Liuyun.

"Liuyun Immortal Sect, all the disciples, come to Liuyun Peak to gather..." This sound spread throughout the Liuyun Mountains, like morning bells and evening drums, echoing in the hearts of all the disciples of Liuyun Immortal Sect. One after another, one fairy sword after another flickered out of the inner gate, and each fairy sword was flashing with blue light, floating everywhere in Liuyun Outer Sect.

Jiang Nan did not hesitate, and jumped into the air and stepped on one of the immortal swords. "Swoosh..." The immortal sword seemed to have a spiritual thing, carrying him to gallop towards the inner gate of Liuyun. "Whoosh..." The sound of the wind whistled through his ears, and mountains and rivers flashed rapidly under his feet.

Not long after, Liuyun Peak, which entered the sky, was already far away. Many Liuyun disciples gathered up and down Liuyun Peak. There were several familiar figures, such as the prominent image of Tong and others.

When the flying sword carried Jiang Nan to the sky above Liuyun Peak, one of the elders with wrinkled skin trembled his fingertips. With a "swoosh", the flying sword immediately left Jiang Nan's feet and flashed towards the elder. The "keng..." long sword made a crisp reminder and quickly entered the old man's scabbard.

"Thank you!" Jiang Nan's feet were empty, and his body flipped in the air, and his whole body was settled on the ground. Jiang Nan bowed to the old man sitting cross-legged to show his gratitude. However, the old man did not raise his eyelids, and his fingers kept pinching out a series of magic tricks. In an instant, another flying sword was driving a disciple from the outside gate.

In front of Liuyun Immortal Palace, more than a dozen elders, as well as the surviving guardians and deacons, sat cross-legged, surrounded the Liuyun Immortal Palace, and controlled various magic weapons to fly to the outer gate. There were even powerful magic weapons flying away from Liuyun Mountains and flew towards the various cities of Chu.

Seeing this, Jiang Nan did not say much, found a secluded position, sat cross-legged and practiced. After a whole day and night, under the casting of the elders, guardians and others, the disciples of Liuyun's inner and outer sects gathered at Liuyun Peak.

Every disciple had a melancholy after the disaster, especially the outer disciples, who entered the Liuyun Neimen Mountains for the first time, and were all curiously watching. From time to time, many outer disciples gathered towards Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan sat cross-legged as usual, like a petrified statue, with no expression on his face. Beside him, a beautiful woman was naturally Peng Miaoyu.

The outer disciples of the mountains north of Liuyun came to Jiang Nan one after another. In the Liuyun inner sect, they knew not many people, especially after the death war, and many people still regarded him as their backbone.

Not long after, more than a thousand famous disciples of Liuyunxian Sect, with Jiang Nan as the center, sat up layer by layer inside and outside. The scene was spectacular. This situation naturally attracted the attention of many inner disciples.

A woman walked out of the core disciples and walked towards the people of Liuyun North Gate. As soon as the woman appeared, the disciples of the North Gate who were sitting cross-legged stood up and saluted and greeted the woman.

"Senior Sister He, long time no see!"

"Senior Sister He, I heard that you have chosen as the core disciple. Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Senior Sister He..."

Faced with the greetings of many North Gate disciples, He Jingrui's expression was like a pool of ancient wells without any ripples. Her graceful figure, like a phantom, slowly drifting forward. The North Gate disciples were even more tacitly aware of it, scattering to both sides, giving up a space, and letting her walk towards Jiang Nan.

"Long time no see!" He Jingrui stopped ten meters outside Jiang Nan's body, his expression full of complex and indescribable expression. The last time the two met was in Xuanzhou City. At that time, Jiang Nan had only the eighth-level cultivation level of Huang Realm, but unexpectedly, he had already entered the peak level of the tenth level when he met again.

Seeing He Jingrui approaching, Peng Miaoyu, who was beside him, frowned slightly, stood up as if she had met a 'love rival', and said jealously: "Sister He, long time no see!"

He Jingrui hurriedly glanced at Peng Miaoyu, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes: "What are you?"

When He Jingrui was at the northern mountain gate, Peng Miaoyu was just an unknown disciple. For this reason, she just vaguely felt that this person was familiar with him, but she could not recall it. Especially Peng Miaoyu now has the peak level of seventh level, which made her confused. When did such an outstanding person appear in Liuyun North Gate?

"My name is Peng Miaoyu, and my senior sister may not know me." Peng Miaoyu paused and then said sourly: "But soon, I will definitely be selected into the inner sect, and I will work harder, hoping to become a core disciple like my senior sister."

"Oh..." He Jingrui responded softly, but didn't take it too seriously. Then she took a few steps forward and walked towards Jiang Nan sitting cross-legged: "I haven't seen you for several months, and your cultivation has improved again, which is really admirable."

Jiang Nan was still like a petrified statue, sitting cross-legged, as if there was no such person as He Jingrui in front of her. Seeing this, a trace of displeasure flashed through He Jingrui's eyebrows. Since she stepped into Liuyun Immortal Sect, she has been attracting much attention and naturally has a sense of arrogance in her heart.

He Jingrui took another step forward, the two were less than half a meter apart, and their tone suddenly became cold: "Jiang Nan!"

Jiang Nan was cross-legged and realized the residual artistic conception of the power of the "Heaven Realm", when suddenly bursts of refreshing fragrance poured into his breath. The artistic conception was disturbed by this tempting tendency, but he couldn't feel displeasure in his heart.

Just as he opened his eyes, he saw two tall jade peaks standing in front of him, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

Jiang Nan didn't raise her head, and glanced at Yu Feng with unscrupulous eyes. The 'three-inch' that He Jingrui had great potential in the past appeared in his mind, and a silver smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No, not bad, haha... It's simply an evolutionary version of He Jingrui!"

"What?" He Jingrui frowned and seemed to remember something: "Jiang Nan, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nan suddenly looked up and realized that the two jade peaks in front of him were exactly what He Jingrui had in his chest, and his face became embarrassed.

"Uh, Senior Sister He, it's you? This...this..." Jiang Nan's eyes fell on her peaks again, and she teased her tone: "I haven't seen each other for several months, I'm quite improving?"

"Hmph..." He Jingrui's face became colder and her tone became unkind: "Jiang Nan, please pay attention to your sight."

Looking at Jiang Nan's series of actions, Peng Miaoyu, who was beside her, unconsciously straightened her chest. Although hers was not bad, she was a little weak compared to He Jingrui.

"Junior Sister He, you are already a core disciple. If you are mingling with this group of people, you will not be afraid of losing your identity." A handsome young man in white robe walked quietly behind He Jingrui with a long sword on his back.

When many disciples from the mountain gate in the north heard this, they felt extremely harsh, but after seeing the person clearly, everyone had to swallow this tone. This young man not only had a strong cultivation level, but also had an elder as his backer, which was definitely not something that those of the outer disciples could provoke.

"Senior Brother Chu, what do you mean?" Peng Miaoyu couldn't swallow this and took a step forward and shouted at the young man: "Don't forget, you were also an outer disciple of the northern mountain gate back then."

"A mere outer disciple, I'm not worthy of talking to me." A trace of anger flashed in the young man's eyes, and his arm swept, and a powerful energy swept towards Peng Miaoyu.

This young man had the tenth level of Huang Realm, and it was definitely more than enough to deal with Peng Miaoyu. When this energy came, Peng Miaoyu's face suddenly changed. He was about to avoid the edge, but found that there was an extra layer of confinement under his feet and he could not move.

"Little girl, are you scared, haha..." The young man stomped his right foot, wrapped around Peng Miaoyu's feet, and instantly soared a little: "Today I will teach you some small lessons so that you can remember that not everyone in Liuyun's inner door is qualified to speak."

Just as he was about to be swept by the powerful energy, a layer of barrier suddenly stood up in front of Peng Miaoyu, blocking all energy outside.

"I think who is roaring and barking here!" Jiang Nan stood up slowly and walked out from behind He Jingrui: "Chu Shaojun, why didn't I wear the beast-driving circle I gave you last time? Is it the size not right? Don't worry, I'll make another pair for you if I have the chance today."

"It's you?" Chu Shaojun's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back: "How could it be you? Why are you here?"

Jiang Nan took a big strode forward, and the aura of the top ten level surging away. With a pinch of his technique, he instantly broke the energy that entangled Peng Miaoyu's feet, and then said coldly to Chu Shaojun: "I'm here to look for you!"

As soon as Jiang Nan finished speaking, he stretched out his palm, instantly stalking Chu Shaojun's neck, waved his arm and threw him more than ten meters away: "With my permission, I dare to take off the animal-driving circle and seek death..."

At that time, he had only the eighth level cultivation level, so he could steadily control Chu Shaojun. Now that he has reached the peak of the tenth level, he can be said to be able to deal with Chu Shaojun. Especially, Chu Shaojun left a deep shadow in his heart because of driving the beast circle. For this reason, when he saw Jiang Nan, he lost three points before the battle.

"Get back!" Jiang Nan's ten fingers shook in the void. Chu Shaojun, who was thrown away more than ten meters away, was pulled back by an invisible force and smashed it hard on the ground.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...Chu Shaojun rolled on the ground a few times, and his whole body looked embarrassed, and blood spilled out of his mouth. Jiang Nan stepped on Chu Shaojun's chest, and the sound of a broken rib sounded, and the whole chest was sunken for two inches.

"This is just the first step." Jiang Nan's expression was as cold as frost, and the strength under her feet increased a little: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, but it will make you feel what it feels like to be stepped on by someone."

"Grandpa, save...I..." Chu Shaojun's face was bloodless, his throat was rumbled with difficulty, and he quickly crushed a jade slip, and his voice intermittently shouted: "Save...I..."

‘Kara…’ Jiang Nan’s eyes did not hesitate at all, and he stepped down again. Chu Shaojun’s left arm was crushed, followed by his right arm, left leg, right leg…
Chapter completed!