Jiuzun asked

A catastrophe, a thousand demon catastrophe.

Another calamity, no more immortal calamity.

Three calamities, six dragons gathered soldiers, gods and demons calamity.

"call."

Sui Qiwei's face turned pale, and the tip of the nine clumsy wooden sword trembled slightly.

Her upright small chest rose and fell a few times, looking at Xiao Wendao who had crossed the catastrophe, the turmoil in his heart was calmed down by the unintentional look in his eyes.

She breathed out quietly, calming down.

"At the end of the day, it's just a middle-grade Earth Immortal cultivation. I broke through to a middle-grade Earth Immortal at the age of three, so what can I be proud of?"

When she was suspicious, but when she looked at Xiao Wendao's eyes, there was no trace of arrogance!

"Sect Master Ban'an, Tianzong is the head of the three sects after all." Dizong Shi Po shouted, causing everyone's expressions to change.

They all piled up their smiles, and congratulated the Taoist Lord Ban'an of Tianzong.

Xiao Wenwen's fingertips trembled, but he couldn't hide the joy in his heart. Only then did he realize what "one realm and one heaven" is.

At this time, within his spiritual mansion, the spiritual power surged, seemingly endless.

However, the most "humble" existence in the fairy world is the earth immortal.

But it also made Xiao Wen asked, feeling surprised.

Thinking about it now, even the head of the eight sects in the mortal world is nothing more than an ant.

"Humph···."

Suddenly, a thin heavy hum came out of Sui Qiwei's mouth, he held the nine clumsy wooden sword and pointed at it.

In an instant, all the immortals were suffocated.

"She...she...she wants to break into the Crane Mansion."

Originally, Xu Youyou, who was neither sad nor happy, couldn't help but be tongue-tied a few times when he looked at the childish Sui Qiwei.

"Bullshit."

As soon as the Daoist Ban'an shouted, he wanted to stop Sui Qiwei, but he saw Sui Qiwei stepping on the "Wuqiao" holding a nine clumsy wooden sword.

Just listening, Sui Qiwei called out childishly: "Back then, there was a fairy king who entrusted me with a dream. If I didn't break through the Crane Mansion before I was seven years old, it would be difficult for me to step on the heavens in this life."

"And tomorrow is my seventh birthday."

Sui Qiwei's eyes brightened and then darkened, while thinking deeply, and making a decision.

"If you don't enter the heavens, what's the use of longevity..."

Xiao Wenwen looked at Sui Qiwei's immature face, and raised the corner of his mouth, piercing through the air.

In an instant, the clouds were colorless.

"you···."

"Why... this Crane Mansion, if you break through... I can't break through."

Sui Qiwei's face puffed up, and he stomped his feet fiercely, but saw the jade gate of the Crane Mansion open silently.

"Disturb my clear dream, my... clear dream."

From the door, a person walked out, but it was a young man in white, the young man tilted his head, looking at Sui Qiwei and Xiao Wendao.

"Son...Son."

"You must not interfere."

Sui Qiwei's eyes were like red lotuses, he held the nine clumsy wooden sword and struck away.

But he saw the young man in white clothes from the Crane Mansion twisting a strand of white silk, holding it in the palm of his hand, and turning the silk into a sword.

I saw that the blade of the sword glowed continuously, showing the word "no partner".

Sui Qiwei's eyes were faint, one sword after another, the two swords collided, but there was no sound.

The figures of the two are like mist.

The members of the three sects under the Crane Mansion were all unblinking.

Xiao Wendao, who was standing on the side, secretly spied on the sword intent of the two of them.

Nine clumsy wooden swords, one sword is like the sky, the meaning of the sword can penetrate into the purple micro, and the movement of thousands of rivers rushing into the sea.

Wulu Immortal Sword, one sword is an ancient mountain, the sword intent tries to cut Xinghan, and the ruthless and ethereal break is seen.

The way of immortality is mysterious, wonderful and wonderful!

One attack, all attacks.

One guard, all guards.

"It's boring."

Waiting for the white-clothed young man, he looked down at the sweat on Sui Qiwei's temples, and then he drew his sword out.

However, the ten directions are full of "Wu Luan" fairy swords!

Hearing the sound to the bone, looking at people like ghosts.

Sui Qiwei looked like a man of blood, standing in front of the white-clothed boy, with blood froth dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"You... are also interesting."

In the eyes of the boy in white, Sui Qiwei is just a "playmate" to relieve boredom.

Now, he is tired!

With a swipe of inch light, Wen asked the sword to move out half an inch.

With a swipe of the inch light, there was a chill.

"Is there another person in the Crane Mansion?"

Sui Qiwei exhaled, but saw her bloody eyes froze, looking at the boy in white.

As soon as Xiao Wenwen heard what she said, he breathed out and left, and really heard the soft and unpleasant sound of shouting in the Crane Mansion.

"If I don't die, he won't come out."

That young man in white had no desire in his eyes, but they were full of murderous intent.

He didn't intend to kill at first, but when he looked at Sui Qiwei's childish eyes, he couldn't hide his cruelty.

"If I don't kill you, if you have been terrified for [-] years with your talent, the Crane House will be destroyed." The boy in white shouted.

"You...what's your name?"

Sui Qiwei, who looked like a bloody man, leaned on a nine clumsy wooden sword, trembling his thin body, asked softly.

The boy in white was silent, as if he was thinking of his name.

"twelve."

"twelve?

"twelve!

"twelve."

"The people in the mansion are thirteen?" Sui Qiwei called out.

"No, her name is...Shi Wuyi."

Waiting for the white-clothed young man, with a soft cry, he held the Wulv sword and slashed down.

There is no blood and no sound when the sword falls.

"The Way of Three Lives."

Xiao Wenwen secretly looked at Sui Qiwei's figure, and suddenly felt familiar, it seemed to be the formula of the Three Lives, which put death to life.

In an instant, Xiao Wenwen realized that the movement technique Sui Qiwei used was definitely not the formula of the Three Lives.

"On your tombstone, it would be nice to engrave Mister Twelve."

"Then what's your name on your tombstone?"

"what."

"ha···."

The two of them seemed to be crazy, and they both had a loud laugh.

But I saw Sui Qiwei's nine clumsy wooden sword turned into an ancient bronze fairy sword. Two large characters were engraved on the fairy sword, but it has not returned.

People do not return, and neither does the sword.

Sui Qiwei's figure changed, and suddenly she felt a different person. She stood on the "Bridge of Enlightenment", and slashed with her sword.

Immediately, the Nawu Bridge turned into nothingness and collapsed.

"Who wants to realize... this is a thief."

Sui Qi didn't call out loudly, but saw her pupils move, showing a look of arrogance.

"The Crane Mansion... has suppressed my Tianzong for thousands of years. Today, I will overthrow... it."

The sky and the earth moved, and the swords screamed and the cranes chirped.

That Sui Qiwei held the "Unreturned Immortal Sword" and volleyed above the Crane Mansion, only then did she realize that her cultivation was not due to the decline of her cultivation.

"When will she break through the top rank of Xingjun."

Daoist Ban'an called out, but couldn't hide his sadness, and suddenly felt his chest suffocated.

"You... help her."

The Ban'an Daoist shouted at Xiao Wenwen, probably thinking of "abandoning the pawns to save the handsome".

"People who practice Taoism are really heartless." Xiao Wen asked, looking down, his eyes were as cold as Crane Twelve.

Under the twittering of cranes, one person covered the sky.

But seeing the twelve cranes turned into a thing of ten thousand zhang, soaring above the blue clouds, the crane's eyes turned cold three times.

"Tai Chi has no return."

However, Sui Qiwei held the unreturned sword and headed towards Crane Twelve with the heart of "towards death".

In an instant, the sword moves hidden in the unreturned sword all moved towards the crane.

The sword energy is bitter, and the cold light breaks through the house.

Among the crane eyes of the twelve cranes, there is only a trace of life left, and one can see the Crane Mansion that has been razed to the ground.

"Without clothes, you have nothing to rely on."

The mist cleared away, and in the Crane Mansion, a person stood out of thin air.

The man was dressed in a white feather shirt, with soft eyebrows, and picked up a crane feather from Crane Twelve.

"What's the name of this way of the sword..." the woman called out.

"Three thousand in one scoop."

"It's three thousand swords."

In an instant, the woman threw down the crane feather in her hand.

Immediately, there was a wail, and a light smile said: "You count for me, but 3000 people died."