Sword Master Ling Tian

"Meet Sister Bing Xin!"

"Disciple, meet Patriarch Bing Xin!"

The peak masters and elders of the peaks bowed and bowed, and they were all the disciples of the Inner Sect. In the end, all the disciples of the Inner and Outer Sects of the Inner Sect, who gathered outside the hall, all knelt down and worshiped loudly.

Suddenly, the sound raged, and all the disciples of Ziyun Sect's disciples were filled with excitement.

"Get up!"

Above the main position, Leng Bingxin said with a frosty face.

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However, all the aura all over her suddenly exploded, and all within tens of miles of Ziyun Sect was shrouded under the coercion of her divine consciousness, whether it was a warrior or a monster beast, they were trembling and unable to hold on themselves. , Even Tengchong and others, who have a golden body cultivation base, are also jealous. Although Leng Bingxin has just become a golden body, his divine consciousness is far more powerful than waiting for a golden body.

"Senior Sister Bing Xin, disciple Jin Yunfeng and Zhong Changkong, specially present an ice soul pot to congratulate Senior Sister for casting a golden body!"

At this moment, Zhong Changkong, dressed in a purple and golden costume, stepped out, and with his palm, a small tripod appeared in his hand, only the size of a fairy peach, water blue, and ice mist rolled down. The temperature dropped, and even ice crystals appeared in the air.

"Ice Soul Chill! Such a large piece is so rare!"

"The cauldron cast by the ice soul cold marrow looks like an ancient cauldron obtained from the ancient cave mansion! Baby!"

"Changkong Peak Master is really generous!"

As soon as the Ice Soul Ding came out of Zhong Changkong's hand, he immediately caused a burst of exclamation in the hall, and even the other peak masters and elders were amazed.

"Ice Soul Ding! Yes, Changkong, you have a heart..." Leng Bingxin's eyes lit up, took the Ice Soul Ding to look closely, and then slowly nodded his head.

"Zhangkong, you have been in charge of Jin Yunfeng for many years, and you have countless outstanding disciples. This pill, I hope you can also cast a golden body as soon as possible!"

Let's talk, Leng Bingxin's palm flew towards Zhong Changkong with a pill that looked like a golden bean.

"Hiss, cast golden pill!"

"It's really a golden pill, Senior Bing Xin can really refine and cast a golden pill!"

"I really envy you!"

As soon as the medicine flew out, the powerhouses in the later stage of Ning Po's were recognized. There was no reason, but because the golden pill was too important for them in the late stage of Ning Po!

Jinjin Pill is a four-rank top-level pill, which is comparable to a five-rank pill. Even a general golden body realm alchemy master may not be able to refine and cast a golden pill. Therefore, the value of this pill can be imagined, at least in condensing. In the eyes of the powerhouse in the later stage, there is more temptation than that of Bingpo Ding!

Zhong Changkong looked at the pill in his hand and was also very pleasantly surprised. He quickly stepped forward and repeatedly thanked him. He had been trapped in the late stage of Ning Po for decades. During this period, he was unable to seek the golden pill from many sources. Now he finally saw the hope of casting a golden body. .

After Zhong Changkong, the peaks also offered congratulatory gifts, although they are also rare treasures, but with the ice soul cauldron and the soul pill jade in front, the ones in the back are not so eye-catching.

Finally, Qianlian Peak Peak Master Liu Qianlian stepped forward, still in the soap-colored mysterious robe, but Ling Tian behind him frowned slightly, because he could feel that Liu Qianlian today is different from the past.

It seems that I have aged a lot...

When everyone saw Liu Qianlian stepping forward to offer their gifts, they all looked over, and even some elderly powerful men whispered and discussed.

Zhong Changkong gave a cold snort and cast a glance at Liu Qianlian, his eyes full of disdain.

As for the high above Leng Bingxin, his face changed slightly at this time, and the bare hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly tightened.

"Bing Xin, today is your day of great joy, I want to... give you this."

Liu Qianlian looked at Leng Bingxin, with a soft tone, held up a smile, and took out a wooden box from the ring.

Turning his hand open, a scarlet nine-section long whip appeared in front of everyone.

Each section of the nine-section long whip is made from the bones of a certain monster beast, and it is full of lines surging with dark red energy. As soon as it appears, it disturbs the air and oscillates away.

The disciples Qian Lianfeng looked at each other with surprise.

Above the nine knots of this long whip, there are absolutely all formations, a total of nine, which seems to be the limit that the spirit weapon can withstand!

The long whip that Liu Qianlian took out was a supreme spiritual weapon, and it was among the top spirit weapons!

"The best spirit weapon! And it seems to be made from the last snake bones of the adult Tier 3 top monster Fire Scale Flood Dragon. Nine knots are nine adult Fire Scale Flood Dragons!"

"Hey, what you said is true! Ziyun Sect Liu Qianlian is able to refine the best spirit weapon!"

All the brave warriors below the golden body realm present were hot in their eyes and sucked in cold air. For them, this superb spirit weapon was extremely tempting.

Zhong Changkong was also taken aback, looking at the nine-section long whip, his eyes were full of jealousy. Before, Liu Qianlian was able to refine spiritual tools, but most of them were of middle-grade quality, and the top-grade quality spiritual tools were almost never seen before, let alone this top-grade spiritual tool.

"Huh, Liu Qianlian, what are you doing? It's just a spiritual weapon, are you despising Senior Sister Bingxin, it's really shameful and conspicuous!" Zhong Changkong snorted coldly.

Although these nine-section whips are full of temptation for the soul, they are nothing to the ancestors of the golden body realm. When you reach the golden body state, only the earth tools above the spirit tools can enter the Dharma Eye.

As for the refining of earth tools, the first insurmountable thing is the fire, and only the third grade fire can refining the earth tools with magical powers!

This superb spirit weapon is the limit of Liu Qian's refining device...

Liu Qianlian didn’t care about Zhong Changkong’s sarcasm, as if talking to himself, “Originally, I wanted to make you a handy whip, but I wanted it. Unexpectedly, you were cast into a golden body, alas, good fortune. What a fool..."

The long whip in his hand was unable to hang down, and at this time the nine-section whip was indeed no longer worthy of the cold heart of the golden body realm.

"However, I, Liu Qianlian, missed it once, and I will not miss the second time. Today, I must fulfill my promise!"

Suddenly, Liu Qianlian shouted in a low voice, and the nine-section long whip was suddenly lifted by the drooping right hand. A pure and hot flame ignited in his hand, and in an instant, the entire long whip was enveloped.

Ling Tian behind Liu Qianlian was shocked. At this moment, the five thunder fires in his body couldn't help gushing out, and he also felt that the fire in Liu Qianlian's hand seemed to be wailing crazily!

Yes, it was like crying in pain.

Liu Qianlian's fire is the best grade of the sixth grade fire, named Zhixinyan, which is as famous as Leng Xinyan.

At this moment, this sixth-rank Zhixinyan was madly urged by Liu Qianlian, and instantly reached the extreme state of the Zhixinyan, instantly releasing a terrifying high temperature comparable to the seventh-rank flame, causing everyone around him to retreat again and again!

"Thousand Lian, you are crazy!"

"No!"

Both Bai Feiyun and Leng Bingxin exclaimed and stood up suddenly, but it was too late to reach out to stop them.

Just between two short breaths, the extremely hot heat faded, and the heart-burning flames in Liu Qianlian's hands were all surrounded by the nine-section long whip.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, Liu Qianlian's aura plummeted, and there was no more flame in his hands, and he fell to the ground extremely weakly.

"Master!"

Ling Tian and Lin Yanyan exclaimed and rushed over.

Holding Liu Qianlian's arm, Ling Tian was shocked, because Liu Qianlian's original cultivation base in the late stage of Ning Po has now fallen directly to the early stage of Ning Po!

One hundred years of cultivation base, fleeting!

Even more frightening was that Ling Tian's sword intent followed Liu Qianlian's arm to conceally enter, but he only sensed the extremely weak aura of fire.

That Zhixinyan seems to be gone!