Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

The good fortune is ten heavy, and the breath roars wildly.

The surrounding disciples all looked horrified when they felt Qin Xiong's tenfold aura of good fortune.

Obviously, they never thought that Qin Xiong would achieve this step and break through the tenth layer of good fortune. This move is obviously a killer move, leaving no room for it.

"Senior brother Qin Xiong's sword is a hundred times stronger than that of Zhao Ji before. Even if Zhu Xiongying was able to kill Zhao Ji with a single sword, it would be more or less ominous to face brother Qin Xiong's sword."

"That's right, feel it carefully, Senior Brother Qin Xiong's sword already possesses the might of the Great Luo King Kong Realm, and it is not something that can be resisted by the Good Fortune Realm."

"Isn't there an elder who came out to take care of it?"

"........."

These Tibetan sword disciples are all puzzled.

The commotion has become so big, even though the suzerain Hu Yanxu has brought a group of high-level sects out to exchange and study, but there are still some elders in this sect, are these elders just sitting and watching the situation intensify?
Are you really letting go?
But at this moment, before the sword mound, Zhiruo felt Qin Xiong's extremely powerful sword, and frowned.

She understands that even though Zhu Xiongying beat Zhao Ji earlier.

But Zhao Ji and Qin Xiong, the strength between these two people is not at the same level at all, let alone the current Qin Xiong, who has broken through to the tenth level, which is the last level of the creation level.

Suddenly, there is already the meaning of Daluo King Kong.

"Senior brother Qin, if the suzerain finds out, you will be expelled from the sect. It's too late to turn around now."

Zhi Ruo condensed her voice.

She wanted to use Hu Yanxu to suppress, and hoped that Qin Xiong would stop here.

"Ah."

At this moment, Qin Xiong, at the moment when his cultivation broke through the tenth level of good fortune, his whole body had already fallen into a state of madness, his eyes were red, and he didn't care about Zhiruo's warning at all.

"Expelled from the division."

Laughed coldly.

Qin Xiong no longer intends to stay in Guiyun Zangjian anymore, so why would he care about this so-called expulsion from the sect.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

That is to kill the person in front of him with one sword.

"Little master, he is about to be possessed."

Teacher Cang sat on the arrowhead of Zhu Xiongying, looking at Qin Xiong not far away.

"The Dao heart is too weak."

Zhu Xiongying took a breath, and raised the Cang sword in his hand.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords.

These four swords were cut out, which can be said to be done in one go.

"Look, Eldest Brother has drawn his sword again."

"This sword is similar to the previous one? Can this sword really block Brother Qin Xiong??"

"If it's just the same sword as before, I don't think it will work,"

"…………"

Among the discussions among the disciples of Tibetan Sword.

Zhu Xiongying raised his hand and cut it off again.

This is the fifth sword.

When the fifth sword comes out, hum!
The world outside the sword mound seems to have fallen into silence.

The reason why Qing Cang's Seven Swords can leapfrog the ranks is because every time one more sword is fired, the position of the sword energy will be multiplied by ten times!
When the fifth sword came out, the sword energy was already five times stronger than the previous fourth sword.

"This sword energy..."

"It's unbelievable! It actually increased the power of the sword energy ten times in an instant!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it."

"…………"

Qing Cang's fifth sword came out, and everyone's breathing became short of breath.

The battle, which was originally without suspense, became confusing again at this moment.

"so what."

Qin Xiong's eyes were full of cruelty.

Even though Zhu Xiongying made the fifth sword, Qin Xiong still has absolute confidence that his sword will beat Zhu Xiongying.

"Little master, the fifth sword may not be enough."

Teacher Cang sized it up and said to each other.

"Ah."

Needless to say, Teacher Cang, Zhu Xiongying himself could sense that even with the fifth sword, he still couldn't fight against the current Qin Xiong.

Only the sixth sword was cut.

Zhu Xiongying frowned slightly.

"Little master, there is actually another way."

"Now you swallow a good fortune pill and break through the fifth level of good fortune, then the power of this sword energy will definitely be doubled again."

Teacher Cang reminded from the side.

"Well, good idea."

Forcibly cutting out the sixth sword, that is of course insurance.

It means that the strength of this sword energy can be increased a hundred times, this Qin Xiong definitely can't stop Zhu Xiongying's sixth sword.

However, with Zhu Xiongying's current situation, if he forcibly slashed out with the sixth sword, if he didn't pay attention, he might die suddenly.

Compared with increasing one's strength by one level, it is obviously more cost-effective to swallow one Good Fortune Pill.

With a flip of the hand, a pill is in his hand.

At this moment, Zhu Xiongying was watched by thousands of Tibetan sword disciples, and his every move fell into the eyes of these disciples.

"Creation Pill?"

"Does he want to swallow the Creation Pill directly here?"

"It takes at least three days to refine the Fortune Pill, and you have to retreat. How can you swallow the Fortune Pill under such circumstances? Once the spiritual power is raging, isn't there a risk of exploding?"

"…………"

They have a deep understanding of Good Fortune Pill, especially those direct disciples.

Ordinary outer disciples have never had the chance to get in touch with the Creation Pill in this life, while the inner disciples have a good chance of getting one or two, but for the direct disciples, they can all get a sufficient supply of Creation Pill.

After all, each disciple can only swallow three pieces in a lifetime, and within the Hidden Sword, there are only a hundred or so direct disciples, which is enough.

It is precisely because these direct disciples, including Liu Muying, have swallowed the Creation Pill, and they all know that the process of refining the Creation Pill will take 3-5 days and concentrate on retreat.

Only in this way can the vast spiritual power of Good Fortune Dan be refined.

And if you swallow it at will, you will explode and die, it is definitely not an exaggeration.

There used to be a disciple, because he was too confident in himself, after swallowing the Creation Pill, he did not retreat to refine, but went to compete with others.

However, he was handsome for less than three seconds, and died suddenly on the spot.

It is said that the scene was extremely bloody, and the whole person was blown to pieces by spiritual power, and no body was left behind.

"Senior sister, is this Zhu Xiongying crazy?"

"He really wants to swallow Creation Pill in this situation?"

Beside Liu Muying, the younger brother under the same elder's sect as her, opened his eyes wide at this time, with a look of disbelief.

He had just swallowed a Good Fortune Pill recently, and his strength had successfully increased from the Seventh Level to the Eighth Level Good Fortune Pill, so he knew better how difficult it was in the process of refining the Good Fortune Pill.

It can be said that I dare not slack off in the slightest.

For example, Zhao Ji, who was already lying down, spent a full seven days in retreat from the seventh level of good fortune to the eighth level of good fortune, refining the good fortune pill.

Liu Muying didn't speak, but just set her eyes on Zhu Xiongying. She was also very curious whether this elder brother would really swallow the Creation Pill under such circumstances.

Qin Xiong's eyes were also on the Creation Pill that appeared in Zhu Xiongying's hand.

Like other disciples, when he saw the Good Fortune Pill, he was taken aback for a moment.

"Eldest brother, no!"

Zhiruo looked anxious, trying to stop Zhu Xiongying.

Of course, when her words just came out of her mouth.

The Creation Pill in Zhu Xiongying's hand was already thrown into his mouth, and he swallowed it instantly.

"Eldest brother, you..."

Zhiruo looked at Zhu Xiongying who had swallowed the Creation Pill, and her expression became even more anxious.

"He actually swallowed the Creation Pill!"

"In this situation, you can't directly explode the body?"

"........."

Many disciples looked at Zhu Xiongying in astonishment, and many of them even began to expect that the newly-appointed Master Cangjian would explode and die.

However, the scene they were looking forward to did not appear.

Zhu Xiongying, who swallowed the Creation Pill, looked like a normal person.

"He, why didn't he move at all?"

"The elixir he ate just now is really good fortune elixir, can't it be fake medicine?"

"…………"

The Tibetan sword disciples looked at Zhu Xiongying who had not moved at all, and once thought that what Zhu Xiongying ate was a fake creation pill.

"No, look quickly, the senior brother's aura has changed! He, he broke through!"

"That's, that's the fifth level of fortune!"

"The elixir he ate just now is indeed the real fortune elixir!"

"It's just incredible!!"

"…………"

As soon as the sound came out, the disciples were all stunned.

They had never seen such a strange thing before. After entering the body, such a elixir, such as the Good Fortune Pill, did not make any waves. They didn't even see Zhu Xiongying take a big breath.

"Little master, it seems that after tempering the sword these few days, it will really benefit you, little master."

Sensing Zhu Xiongying's aura of promotion, Teacher Cang smiled.

"Ah."

Good Fortune Pill contains enough spiritual power to break through the first level of power. The moment it enters the body, the massive spiritual power will explode instantly, which is why it needs to be refined in seclusion.

But, for Zhu Xiongying.

These are just minor problems.

In front of the Swallowing Sky Jue, a small Creation Pill is simply not enough to look at.

If the refining ability of these disciples of Tibetan Sword is compared to a meat grinder, the level that these disciples can reach is as much as one or two catties, but even if Zhu Xiongying loses ten thousand catties, it doesn't matter.

Zhiruo, who watched Zhu Xiongying swallow the Creation Pill, was also shocked by Zhu Xiongying's unscathed appearance.

"so what?!"

"Even if it is the fifth layer of good fortune, in front of me now, it is just a realm of ants!"

"One of my swords can kill it!"

Qin Xiong watched Zhu Xiongying's aura change from the fourth level of good fortune to the fifth level of good fortune.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Qin Xiong contemptuously, and raised his hand suddenly.

The original sword energy doubled in an instant!
boom!
The sword energy came and went, like a raging wind howling, even the disciples who were hanging in the air a hundred meters away felt the impact of the sword energy, and they all retreated one after another.

"This intensity is simply too terrifying!"

"Is he really only the fifth layer of good fortune??"

"It is not an exaggeration to say that he is at the Daluo King Kong state!"

"If senior brother cuts down with this sword, I feel that senior brother Qin Xiong won't be able to hold back."

"Is this the legendary sword god disciple? It's so terrifying!"

"…………………"

The disciples who joined in the fun were startled by Zhu Xiongying's powerful sword energy.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes today, they would never have imagined that a five-level good fortune would be able to cut such a powerful sword.

As for Qin Xiong.

The moment Zhu Xiongying's sword energy doubled again, his fists were already clenched.

At the moment when he felt this sword energy, he knew it clearly.

He was no longer Zhu Xiongying's opponent.

However, he was not reconciled.

Why? ?

I am the proud son of heaven, I am at the tenth level of good fortune, and I am a new star in this continent, how could I lose to a fifth level of good fortune? ?
Thinking of this, the craziness in Qin Xiong's eyes became more and more intense.

And the aura of the sword that he condensed appeared is also rising crazily, as if it has exceeded the limit that can be achieved by the tenth level of good fortune.

However, compared with Zhu Xiongying's Qingcang Five Swords, there is still a gap.

"go to hell!"

With a sword, he slashed towards Zhu Xiongying.

And Zhu Xiongying also waved his hand, the five swords merged into one, and the sword energy of Baizhang fell.

The two sword qi had just touched, and there was a sense of evenly matched power.

However, after only a moment of stalemate, Qin Xiong's sword energy suddenly shattered.

"No, it's impossible..."

"Absolutely impossible!"

Qin Xiong looked at the five Qing Cang swords that fell towards him after breaking his own sword energy, and there was despair in his eyes, but also extreme madness.

At this moment, Qin Xiong's eyes turned blood red instantly.

The aura on his body also began to change.

boom!
On Qin Xiong's body, a completely different aura appeared, instantly dispelling Zhu Xiongying's falling sword aura.

"Little master, he has become possessed, and I'm afraid he is about to break through to the Da Luo realm."

Teacher Cang, who was on Zhu Xiongying's shoulder, spoke.

"Ah."

What kind of luck is this, a fight can help the opponent break through? ?

Zhu Xiongying could feel that the aura on Qin Xiong's body had undergone a qualitative change.

........................

The skies above the Hidden Sword Islands.

Nezha and Monkey King who were watching the battle, when Qin Xiong's breath showed signs of breaking through Daluo, their expressions became serious.

"The strength of this heir of Jie Zun is indeed against the sky, and he is no different from the master Jie Zun back then."

"It's just that no matter how strong it is, I'm afraid it's impossible to face the realm of Da Luo with the fifth level of fortune. Monkey, you are ready to break the formation, and I will save people."

Nezha said in a condensed voice.

Sun Wukong didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and complained by the way.

"What do the elders of Guiyunzangjian eat? There's such a big commotion and no one moves?"

In fact.

At this moment, all the elders of Hidden Sword looked at each other in blank dismay.

In fact, from the moment Zhao Ji appeared in Jianzhong, these elders knew about it.

They also want to stop.

After all, the suzerain Hu Yanxu is not here, if the sect is in chaos, after Hu Yanxu returns, none of them elders can escape Hu Yanxu's thunderous wrath.

However, when they were about to come forward to stop this chaos.

A voice came out of the station, making them afraid to move.

This voice did not come from inside the hidden sword, nor did it come from Cang Yue Immortal.

But it came from countless thousands of miles.

But it was this voice that made none of the dozens of Tibetan sword elders in the Daluo realm dare to move an inch.