Sword Thorn Layer.

The soul in white clothes scattered, and the sword intent disappeared, and the blood mist and the torn body in the sky disappeared.

The sky has returned to Qingming, and only the hanging white clouds are left, floating slowly.

Standing above the heavenly rank?

Is this broken sword at a higher level than the ancient sword at the heavenly level?

I'm really just picking the right one!

Xiao Ran felt that he was pulled too high in an instant and didn't know what to react for a while.

It's too late to hide the sword. If you want to cover up, you will understand it. Everyone understands it...

Just as Xiao Ran hesitated.

The scene of him holding two broken swords in his hand was engraved in the minds of everyone around Jianzhong Mountain.

Mysterious class.

Chuyan is stupid.

Her petite body poked in the sea of ​​flowers, as lonely as a child who abandoned his family.

Just like when she ran away from home and abandoned her family.

Her eyes were red and she suddenly felt a little guilty.

Since the elders have increased the difficulty of the three levels, they are the ones who can cooperate to inherit the sword.

Although Xiao Ran's cultivation is poor, his physique is unique. If she hadn't been timid and delayed her time and finally got separated from Xiao Ran, as long as the two of them had cooperated with the rock road and the cave, he would not have received a broken sword.

However, why are there two broken swords from the same sword body in the sword thorn layer?

Did Xiao Ran pick up the treasure?

She resisted the urge to jump down to see, wiped her slightly red eyes, and walked quietly to the depths of the sea of ​​flowers...

The Chengjian Conference is not over yet.

Keep it confidential!

The mountainside is mid-air.

Ling Zhouyue raised the pot with her left hand and hung it in the air, supported her knees with her right hand, her palms were on her side, her head was tilted, and a saury and clear-looking man was squeezed out of the bun by her palms.

"What's going on? I just seemed to see the Heavenly Avenidao leading to the top of the mountain opening. This guy didn't take a step, so he found two broken swords to play the splicing game?"

Yinyue Zhenren frowned slightly.

She did not have the keen intuition as Ling Zhouyue, and did not see any signs of the opening of the Heavenly Avenidae.

"Can he fail in Chengjian? After all, he was separated from Chu Yan, and even the blood Explosion Pill and your blood jade were useless. Or it was because he saw two people breaking the blade of the same sword that delayed Chengjian?"

Zhenren Yinyue did not know Xiao Ran’s swordsmanship, so he would inevitably have different opinions.

Ling Zhouyue knew Xiao Ran's strength very well. Her expectation for Xiao Ran was to reach the heavenly class and the Xuan class at the most.

Why did it stop at the sword thorn layer?

For a while, she vaguely noticed some abnormal distribution caused by the turbulent soul power turbulence...

Is this kid forced to stop when encountering danger, or has another adventure?

How do you go wherever you go? Where are the strange things?

This guy has nothing to do to survive smoothly!

"You can also make do with the broken sword."

She said this.

But Yinyue Zhenren looked at her faintly, as if she heard some kind of smell of a naughty husband and a grudge in her words.

Not far away.

The real man of Moxiao stood up from the flying stone, with a strong body and looked more powerful than a young man.

His white eyebrows were frowning, his old eyes were deep, and he was suddenly shocked, and then he was mixed with all kinds of feelings.

Only those who are proficient in high-level sword-making can understand how difficult it is to stay a broken sword on the sword-thorn level.

And he also avoided everyone's sight. In millions of years, countless elders and sword-bearers have not noticed it!

But Xiao Ran discovered...

Only he could understand how difficult it is to discover this kind of broken sword.

Only he can be sure that he can discover this sword and must have the strength to enter the heavenly class!

He wanted to go down and watch, but after thinking about it, he couldn't speak out, and then slowly sat back on his face, trying his best to keep calm so as not to get out of the conversation.

But the words and words, if you don’t want to fall behind, have already fallen behind.

The inner disciples at the foot of the mountain, the elders of the Zizong and the national teachers from various countries have long come to the mountainside to observe more closely.

Basically, as long as you have foundation-building cultivation, you can see the current situation of the Sword Thorn Level.

No one cares about Chu Yan's entry into the Xuan class. Although this incident is a bit unexpected, her genius is well known to everyone.

Everyone's attention was focused on Xiao Ran.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Xiao staying on the Sword Thorn Level?"

"Can Chengjian fail and pick up two broken swords to support his face? Isn't he the Heavenly Saint's resources?"

"Uncle Master's cultivation is just about refining Qi. Even if the Heavenly Saint's resources are worthy, this result is natural."

"These are not important. Do you think the two broken swords in his hand seem to come from the same sword body?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

"It may be a coincidence... but he is Uncle Xiao, and the broken sword he picked up must be a treasure!"

"Is this a thing? It must be a treasure! I heard that the true man of Mo Xiao values ​​Uncle Xiao, so he wouldn't have deliberately broken the magic sword in advance and buried it in the sword thorn layer?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible. Look at him plundering the entire mountain before and killing the slurry-swallowing beast..."

"The operation of the secret must be a secret operation!"

"Okay, fortunately we got closer to observe, otherwise we would have been fooled by the elders!"

When the crowd is angry, some people pour cold water on them.

"It's useless to call it a broken throat. If you are the Heavenly Saint, you will have secret operations every day."

"I saw through this kind of thing from the first day Mr. Xiao went up the mountain. Look at him, the beauty master, the beauty master, and the beauty disciple, and he also accepted the beauty disciples. "

"Elder Moxiao values ​​him, and even the elder who has always been strict in his precepts has stopped talking. If you are a talented person, you can't accept it."

Among the disciples, there was a low voice:

"I just don't accept it!"

"You are not convinced now. When my disciple challenged me, my uncle hadn't even cultivated his energy yet. Why don't you dare to try it on stage?"

"Instead of not accepting and envious, it is better to think about it again. With talent like Uncle Master, the status of Zong Zhishan will definitely be improved in the next hundred years. This is very beneficial to the stability and abundant resources of the sect. What are you going to complain about?"

"Look at it carefully, the reason why the elders were doing secret operations was, first, because they took care of the face of our ordinary disciples, and secondly, they didn't want to make a statement. Protect the uncle, the seedling of uncle. If the Dao Alliance headquarters knew about it, wouldn't they send Mahayana monks to poach?"

Everyone could not refute.

Everyone understands the truth, but they are envious.

Everyone in the Dharma-Ending Age is tired of living. You take off on the spot and love it all in one go. Who doesn’t feel turbulent in your heart?

Hearing the words of the disciples in the sect, Zhenren Moxun almost spurted out an old blood.

When did I do a secret operation?

He also analyzed it very well, just like the real one.

However, the reason is correct...

Xiao Ran, this god-level seedling must be protected!

High in the west, Rashen stood up with his tight belly, squinted his eyes slightly, and had a plan in mind, but unfortunately he was not the turn to speak.

"Father, what should we do?"

Huangfu Qun frowned tightly and had a gloomy face, like a carved face that seemed to cut the mountain wind, making a horrifying sound.

"End the Chengjian Conference immediately and block all news!"

"But Jiang Chuyan hasn't chosen the right sword yet."

"Do you want me to say it twice?"

"Yes, father."

...

Fairy boat.
To be continued...