Female with Fairy Bell

Appearing in the center of the altar is a translucent ball.

What shocked Su Zishuang was that a starry sky filled the translucent ball.

Familiar Milky Way... Familiar Solar System... Familiar Earth...

The water blue planet was reflected in Su Zishuang's eyes, making all her memories of the past come to mind.

Why is there a starry sky in the Milky Way here? The projection that seems to be constructed by a certain force is not real.

Is there a connection between this world and the previous life?

Su Zishuang's heart was surging for a while, and his dreams flashed together.

"The formation has been figured out clearly, you come to break the formation." At this moment, a quiet voice came from a distance.

Su Zishuang stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on the corners of his eyes, and replied, "I'll be here soon."

At this time, her mind was already filled with doubts.

"Why did I come to this world? Is this really the book world created by the author?"

Su Zishuang found that there was a lot of mist inside, as if there was an invisible big hand fiddled with everything behind his back.

Pursing her lips, Su Zishuang stepped forward.

"How to break the formation?"

Su Zishuang focused his attention on breaking the formation. According to You's introduction, this formation was not too clever, after all, it was just an ordinary formation that prevented the medicine energy from spreading too much.

With both hands forming a seal, Su Zishuang took out the formation flag and began to break the formation. In less than a while, he successfully cracked the formation.

Su Zishuang took a deep breath, and since she had just seen the starry sky, her joy has dissipated. And become more calm and calm.

Because her mind is higher, she wants to find the truth of the matter more, why she became Zi Ling'er, the truth of this world.

Well. It is necessary to have stronger power, at this point, there is no ambiguity.

Su Zishuang walked into the medicine garden, and she knew everything about the elixir.

So, now she only needs to collect the elixir.

Su Zishuang mainly collects the medicinal materials needed for the base building pill, such as the green scale fruit, the Yinwu flower, and the Zengyuan Pill, but she will not refine it immediately, but will spend time practicing and learning the formation. Alchemy.

Her formation and alchemy skills are steadily improving. The speed of its improvement made You Du feel ashamed. It's just that the foundation accumulated is good enough, and sooner or later she will soar into the sky.

As time goes by day by day, more than a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

Near the blood river sword stand. There was a lot of voice, because today is the time for the Kunlun disciples to fight, and it is a duel of a Qi-refining monk who challenged the foundation-building monk!

Jinyang Killing Sword Zheng Qingyun had already come to the blood river sword stand, his waist was wearing a long sword, his face was extremely disdainful and contemptuous.

With Zheng Qingyun's strength and vision, naturally he would not put a Qi-refining monk in his eyes.

"Why hasn't Nangong Yan Xi come yet?"

"It's probably afraid, so I didn't dare to show up."

"That's not necessarily true. If you dare to challenge, you will have a certain degree of assurance."

"I think you made a bet on Nangong Yan Xi, so I am afraid that she will not come!"

The Blood River Sword Platform is in Kunlun City. So many monks rushed over to watch, and Kunlun Sect would not ban it. At this time, there were already many monks discussing below. Among them, more support Zheng Qingyun, but only a few support Nangong Yan Xi.

No way, this has a lot to do with betting. The Kunlun School as a whole is very prosperous in gambling. The monks will bet on one or two hands. The monks are more interested in this kind of unusual competition.

And because there are more bets on Zheng Qingyun and fewer bets on Nangong Yan Xi, public opinion will support Zheng Qingyun one-sidedly. In essence, it is for their own interests, not really to support Zheng Qingyun.

"Nangong Yan Xi is here!"

Someone yelled, and a woman walked out of the crowd. This was a young girl with long burgundy hair. She was wearing a black dress with a look of determination between her eyebrows. She seemed to have absolute confidence while walking.

Behind her, three men followed.

The three men are very good, one is a beautiful face, white clothes wins snow, the other is handsome and delicate, and the other is rough and domineering. They are three of Nangong Yanxi's eight beauties.

Murong Yu, Yu Qingcheng and Yan Xiongtu!

"Be careful about everything." Yu Qingcheng said lightly with her hands behind her.

"Yan Xi, you must win." Murong Yu stared affectionately at Nangong Yan Xi.

"Nangong Yan Xi, if you lose, I will do whatever it takes to save you." Yan Xiongtu's tone was cold, but there was a determination to sacrifice everything.

If Yan Xiongtu hit the Blood River Jiantai, the consequences would be unimaginable, but for the sake of Nangong Yan Xi, he would rather die by himself.

A touch of movement flashed in Nangong Yan Xi's eyes, and her eyes swept across the three men, affirming: "I will definitely defeat him, don't forget, I am Nangong Yan Xi!"

Nangong Yan Xi had absolute confidence in her tone, and she stopped talking after she said it, but turned and walked towards the Blood River Sword Platform.

Stepping on the sword platform of the Blood River, Nangong Yan Xi said indifferently: "Don't delay any longer, let's do it."

"It's good to have confidence, but your life will stay at this moment."

Zheng Qingyun raised his hand a little, and the golden long sword around his waist rushed out of the scabbard at a very fast speed, and cut it out in the air, just like cutting out a round of the sun.

"Huh..."

A trace of coldness appeared at the corner of Nangong Yan Xi's lips, and the aura of her whole body skyrocketed, her hands were knotted, and a dark red square seal rushed out and collided with the long sword, and waves of violent air churned on the sword stand.

At the same time, Nangong Yan Xi’s hand has already appeared a beautiful big bow, two long arrows appeared on the bow, namely a long arrow with scarlet flashing red flames and a long arrow with blue flashing ice cold. !

Ice and fire double arrows, combining the power of the two attributes, Nangong Yan Xi's archery skills have become more sophisticated.

From the very beginning, the main attack route taken by Nangong Yan Xi and Su Zishuang has been very different.

Nangong Yan Xi chose the bow and arrow, perhaps because she was an agent in her previous life. She likes this kind of magical device with the nature of organs.

But Su Zishuang chose the sword. The sword is the king's weapon. This is related to Mo Junzhi, not Su Zishuang's choice. It was Mo Junzhi who gave her the Ice Scar Sword and asked her to practice swordsmanship.

Up to now, Su Zishuang has been fond of swordsmanship. She likes the beauty of a sword in her hand, her hair flowing and her eyebrows frosty, while Nangong Yan Xi likes to hold her bow and arrow, lock the enemy, and kill her with one arrow!

"You have really entered the foundation building!"

After a fight, Zheng Qingyun's face was shocked!

The monks all around also gave out surprised expressions. No one thinks that Nangong Yan Xi can enter the foundation building period. But the facts are here.

Once it enters the foundation building period. When Zheng Qingyun and Zheng Qingyun were in the same realm, Nangong Yan Xi's strength increased exponentially!

Nangong Yan Xi's eyes were cold. Each shot of the double arrows of ice and fire pushed Zheng Qingyun backwards oppressively.

"Nangong Yan Xi suppressed Zheng Qingyun as soon as he shot it!"

"It seems that Zheng Qingyun is over, and the genius of the past has been replaced by the real genius."

"The Kunlun faction came out in large numbers, it was terrible."

"My spirit stone, it's all gone!"

"Huh..."

On Zheng Qingyun's chest, the two arrows of ice and fire plunged deep into it. With a horrified and unbelievable gaze, he fell to the sky!

Nangong Yan Xi defeated Zheng Qingyun!

Wait until she calmly stepped off the sword stand, He Yu Qingcheng, Murong Yu. After Yan Xiongtu left together, there was an exclamation all around.

The monks’ discussions were endless, and various emotions erupted...

One day later, in an ordinary courtyard, a middle-aged man was watering a piece of flowers with a kettle in his hand. His expression was extremely focused, as if he was doing something extraordinary.

"Qingyun is dead, Qingyun is also dead, the next duel is you, Han Yu, what do you think?" the middle-aged man said very gently.

Standing in the back, the respectful young man had cold eyes in his eyes.

"I will try my best to kill the opponent, and that Nangong Yan Xi, and I must find a way to get rid of it." Zheng Hanyu said sternly.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Because of checks and balances and rules, we old guys can’t do it personally. After all, you are all Kunlun disciples, and Kunlun sends every generation of young disciples to fight each other, and the winner is the king. The foundation of the Kunlun School can stand for more than 300,000 years."

"Everything depends on you. I hope you can control your emotions so that your power can be perfectly released."

"Thank you Patriarch for the point, Hanyu will keep it in mind." Zheng Hanyu nodded respectfully.

The head of the Zheng family nodded slightly: "Our Zheng family has been bad luck lately. The younger generation has been used as a stepping stone. This situation must be changed. Others must be made aware of the strength of our Zheng family, otherwise we will It is difficult to gain a foothold within the Kunlun School."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Patriarch of the Zheng family, and when he lifted his palm, a cyan round wheel appeared in front of him.

"Take it, it's not allowed to show it up until the critical time." The Zheng family leader said.

"Biyun Refining God Wheel! Thank you Patriarch for cultivation!"

Zheng Hanyu's eyes showed surprise, and he fondly stroked the Biyun Refining Wheel in his hand.

The Biyun Refining Wheel is an ancient treasure placed in the Zheng family's treasury. It is so powerful that many sect elders want it, but at most they can only borrow it.

But the tone of the Patriarch Zheng just now was clearly giving him the Biyun Refining Wheel.

Originally, Zheng Hanyu was fully confident, but now with the Biyun Divine Refining Wheel, he is more confident, which is equivalent to adding a more solid guarantee to the original foundation. In this way, Zheng Hanyu is not at all Worried.

At this time, in a manor, two young men were wandering in the garden.

"Are you saying that Zishuang is missing?" Taishu said nervously with soft eyebrows and eyes.

"I haven't seen her for more than a month, I'm very worried..." Yu Ziyu sighed.

"Senior Brother Yu, are you hiding something from me? Why are you talking about it?" Tai Shurou just left the customs, so she didn't know anything.