"The Heavenly Sword is truly extraordinary!"
Wang Yi looked at the knife in his hand.
This is the Liu family's treasured sword, but it is ultimately defeated by the Murong family's Cangqiong sword.
This is not because the Heavenly Sword is ineffective, but because the Murong family has been preparing for five hundred years, while the Liu family has only been preparing for decades.
The Heavenly Sword is three feet and seven inches tall, and its whole body is bright.
That ray of light was extremely sharp.
"It's a good knife, but it's useless to me. Leave it to Wang Ye!"
Wang Ye is a master of swordsmanship. Equipped with a heavenly sword, he can fight against powerful masters.
Wang Yi sat quietly outside the city, waiting for Wang Ye and other Chinese Pavilion masters.
Everyone, go to Shanhaiguan and snipe the Red Pig clan.
Maybe you don’t need to go to Shanhaiguan, the Yong Dynasty Iron Buddha has arrived!
The sky is getting dark.
The bright moon shines in the sky.
A strange aura filled the mountains.
Wang Yi fell asleep.
Dream.
Wang Yi came to the cloud.
He seemed to be dreaming.
It was indeed a dream.
He fell into a dream woven by others.
His soul is extremely powerful and can leave at any time.
"Come out!"
"The master of the pavilion has such a profound level of cultivation!"
People appeared.
A woman appeared in the clouds.
Dressed in white clothes, with a white gauze covering his face, he walks among the clouds.
Fairies, real fairies.
Like a dream, like an illusion, unreal.
"Fairy Yunmeng?"
The woman in white nodded: "The master of the pavilion is the little girl."
Fairy Yunmeng, ranked second on the beauty list.
She was like a dream, and the divine dragon saw its head but not its tail. She only heard its name but could not see its person.
Only Baihua Fairy was ranked in front of him.
Of course, this was arranged by the Tianji Sect and no one else knew about it.
"Dream Magic?"
"Yes, this is the fifth-ranked Great Dream Magic Skill in ancient times." Fairy Yunmeng answered calmly, without any pretense.
"Fairy Yunmeng, you said you have something important to discuss with this pavilion master. What is it about?"
Fairy Yunmeng didn't waste any time: "Pavilion Master, there is an underground battlefield under the imperial mausoleum in the capital. This underground battlefield is the place where the ancient demon king and the Taoist master Xiaoyaozi battle. Their strength is as strong as the sky. They fought for seven days and seven nights, and finally both died. Here, the little girl invites the Pavilion Master to explore this ancient battlefield together!"
explore!
Nothing more than magical skills, weapons, and treasures from heaven and earth.
Wang Yi knew that the ancient battlefield was very dangerous.
Especially characters like Demon Lord and Xiaoyaozi, you can tell it is not simple as soon as you hear it.
"Not interested in!"
Fairy Yunmeng was extremely surprised and said: "Pavilion Master, there are a lot of good things here. The Demon Lord once practiced primitive magic skills. Maybe there are primitive magic skills in the ancient underground battlefield."
The original magic power, the western magic power ranked No. 1 in the ancient magic way, is astonishingly powerful. It can absorb the power of the sun, moon and stars. When practiced to perfection, it can shatter the void and soar to the upper world!
Fairy Yunmeng didn't believe that Wang Yi wasn't interested.
Wang Yi said calmly: "I don't know how the original magic power compares with the golden bell shield practiced by this pavilion master!"
Yunmeng was speechless.
The golden bell shield is just a common skill in the streets. Anyone who is a Jianghu person will have several layers of golden bell shields. Even most aristocratic families have nine layers of golden bell shields.
As for the original magic power, it is the magic power ranked second in the ancient magic way.
Rumor has it that if no one has mastered the original magic skills to the Great Perfection, maybe the original magic skills would be ranked second among the ancient magic skills.
The golden bell cover and the original magic power are the differences between fireflies and bright moons.
"Pavilion Master, Xiaoyaoyou, who was practiced by the ancient Taoist master Xiaoyaozi, might be inside!"
Xiaoyaoyou is the first light skill in ancient times.
Riding the wind for ninety thousand miles.
Once you practice Happy Journey to the Great Perfection, you can sneak into the upper realm.
Wang Yi is a little interested in Xiaoyaoyou.
but not now.
"Fairy Yunmeng, not now!"
Seeing Wang Yi relent, Fairy Yunmeng felt relieved and lightly tapped her red lips: "When?"
"Wait for this pavilion master to destroy the Yong Dynasty!"
Wang Yi spoke calmly, as if destroying the Dayong Dynasty was a very simple matter.
Fairy Yunmeng frowned slightly when she heard this, "Pavilion Master, this Dayong Dynasty is not simple. It has good luck, and behind it is the support of the Old Buddhist Temple, one of the ten largest sects in the world. You want to destroy the Dayong Dynasty. , that is going against the old Buddhist temple!”
The old Buddhist temple is extremely old and not famous, but it is extremely powerful.
"Not only the old Buddhist temple, but also the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions also supported the Yong Dynasty to take over the land of China."
Wang Yi looked at Fairy Yunmeng and asked leisurely: "The Tianming Palace supports the Son of Destiny, and the Old Buddhist Temple supports the Dayong Dynasty. Is there no conflict?"
Fairy Yunmeng suddenly smiled. She knew that the master of the Chinese Pavilion knew nothing.
Ordinary family members.
I just don’t know why it’s so powerful.
"Pavilion Master, the Heavenly Mandate Palace supports the Son of Heaven to carry the Heavenly Mandate, ascend to the nine heavens, and shatter the void. The Old Buddhist Temple supports the Dayong Dynasty in establishing a secular dynasty. Under the Mandate of Heaven, there is no conflict between the two."
One is in the sky and the other is on the ground.
Wang Yi understood.
"Old Buddhist Temple, Tantric Sect, if you dare to obstruct this pavilion master, you will be killed!"
There was no piercing murderous intention, Wang Yi just said the word "kill" calmly.
Fairy Yunmeng suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart.
She didn't know why Qianhu, the Jin Yiwei who practiced the Golden Bell Shield, was so powerful.
"Sister Baihua once said that even if you practice the Golden Bell Shield to the Great Perfection, it will only be the Grandmaster's Perfection, and it is impossible to be so powerful. What is going on?" Fairy Yunmeng thought in her mind.
"Pavilion Master, be careful. The Old Buddhist Temple and Tantric Sect are both very scary sects, and their background is unfathomable."
"Thank you!"
"Pavilion Master, after you destroy the Yong Dynasty, we will explore the ancient battlefield again."
"good!"
In the mountain, Wang Yi opened his eyes.
Outside, everything was business as usual, as if nothing had happened.
"The Great Dream Magic is indeed miraculous, but she is not strong enough. If I resist even a little bit, she will not be able to pull me into the dream at all, and may even suffer backlash."
Wang Yi moved his mind to explore the west.
Nothing at all.
"Fairy Yunmeng, is she thirty miles away?"
This is a bit incredible.
Thirty miles away, pulling people into a dream.
This kind of strength can kill people invisibly.
Underground, a mysterious place.
The woman in white, Fairy Yunmeng, was among them.
Beside her, there was another woman.
This woman was shrouded in clouds and mist, more ethereal and mysterious than Fairy Yunmeng.
"Sister, he agreed." Fairy Yunmeng whispered.
Its sound is like the sound of heaven, touching the heart and soul.
"How?" The woman in the clouds and mist, her words became more ethereal, and she entered the sea of consciousness for the first time.
"Sister, he is very scary. He is clearly practicing the Golden Bell, but he does not covet magical skills such as the original magic skills. He does not even take the old Buddhist temple and the Western Regions Esoteric Sect in his eyes. Is he really that powerful, or is he just talking big words?"
Fairy Yunmeng was puzzled.
"He has such strength. He should make another breakthrough on the golden bell and create the thirteenth level. But even the thirteenth level of the golden bell is nothing in front of the original magic power. He should practice well. Other magical powers! "The woman in the mist is like an immortal, knowing everything in the world.
"Yunmeng, no matter what magical skills he practices, don't offend him, he is very scary!"
"Sister, I know, who do you think is more powerful, him or the Son of Destiny?"
The Son of Destiny has pursued their sisters several times and asked them to be his Taoist companions.
overbearing!
She disliked this destined child very much.
"Destiny may not really be destiny. Ignore it and practice the Great Dream Magic Technique."
"Yes, sister."
Underground, there was a layer of barrier that concealed the auras of the two of them.
