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In addition to the Divine Origin Qi Dan, many materials and resources have been obtained, and there are many fighting skills, but there are no fighting skills that can be used on the table. Basically, it will not be rumored. After all, the fighting skills of the creation stage are very rare, and the inheritance will be very strict.

In general, the biggest gain is the just-needed resources such as Shenyuan Qi Dan. After all, a war is very dependent on resources, although perhaps the Shenyuan Qi Dan that Xiao Yan can collect now is only a drop in the bucket for a real war. But no matter how much or how little, Xiao Yan is also doing his best to prepare.

After a long time, a huge and splendid planet appeared in front of Xiao Yan. The entire star was full of colorful colors, and it looked very wonderful just from the outside.

"Xiao Yuxing, we\'re here." The Empress raised her head and looked at the beautiful star in front of her and smiled softly. Her eyes were full of memories. Xiao Yuxing was the first time she and Zun Shang met. The place.

Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at this vast and beautiful star. The Empress stood up at this moment, tears flashing in her beautiful eyes, and it seemed that she recalled the past between her and Zun Shang.

Xiao Yuxing was in a haze.

Thousands of mountains stand, clouds and rain fill the air, and the rain in each area has its own different look, which makes people feel very strange.

However, just after entering this place, Xiao Yan felt a strong killing intent, and immediately looked in the direction where the killing intent was pervading. He saw a figure hanging in the hazy mist and rain with his arms folded across his chest. With a sword behind him, his back was facing Xiao Yan and the Empress.

"Sparring is here again, I\'ll be waiting for you at Xiao Yuxing." The Empress smiled, Xiao Yan was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at the figure in the distance. As for the Empress, after finishing speaking, Bingyun Rabbit was carrying the Empress. Disappeared in the misty rain.

At this moment, in the mid-air, only Xiao Yan and Yuan Yuan were left with a sword facing away from him.

"Are you ready?" the figure said slowly.

Xiao Yan was puzzled when he heard the words, and asked inexplicably, "What are you going to prepare?"

"Take my sword!" The figure said in a deep voice, as if even this tone contained sword intent, giving people a sense of fierceness.

"I don\'t know you, why do you want to fight?" Xiao Yan frowned slightly.

"If you want to enter this Xiaoyuxing, this is the star entry rule." The figure said.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a while and then smiled wryly, what kind of strange rule is this, can one get the qualification to enter this star only by strength.

Seemingly having no choice, Xiao Yan stretched his palm to the Eight Desolate Xuan Chongqi behind him. At this moment, the rain in the sky suddenly stagnated.

"clang!!"

The sound of the collision of gold and iron collided in the mist and rain, and the surrounding rain was shaken in circles.

"Why not use Origin Qi?" Xiao Yan asked.

The figure didn\'t look up, but replied softly: "If you use Genesis Qi, you can\'t take this sword."

Xiao Yan did not refute, because he could not detect what kind of power the person in front of him was, and suppressed the aura and fluctuations in his body to an extremely low level, so that Xiao Yan could not know at all, but Xiao Yan\'s foot was radiating For the sake of Origin Qi fluctuations that are not weak.

But the opponent only blocked him with an extremely bland sword, and being able to take Xiao Yan\'s attack so indifferently is probably at least a peak nine-star fighting god.

"Empress...will the sparring team be a little out of line, too powerful." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, this was completely beyond his ability to deal with it.

hum!

At this moment, the sword was extremely fast, hovering at a speed invisible to the naked eye, where the distance between Xiao Yan\'s throat was no more than **** away.

"How dare you be distracted in battle!" The figure said sharply.

Xiao Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately opened the distance, but the figure chased after him. The long sword in his hand did not have many fancy tricks. With a simple split and a slash, Xiao Yan was extremely miserable. Word.

"It\'s too weak, it\'s boring." The figure slashed again, and Xiao Yan chopped off a strand of hair, the strands of hair that fell stagnant, and then broke every inch. This control of power reached an extremely subtle level.

"Senior is immortal, so I am naturally defeated." Xiao Yan said with a wry smile.

"I didn\'t use the power of immortality just now. As a seven-star fighting god, you are not outstanding." The sword-wielding figure looked at Xiao Yan and shook his head in disappointment.

"Senior please advise." Xiao Yan immediately clasped his fists and folded his hands. The figure looked at Xiao Yan and did not speak. After circling the long sword in his hand for a week, it was suspended in the air, and the figure stepped on the flying sword and disappeared into the mist and rain.

Xiao Yan scratched his head helplessly. He didn\'t expect to be despised for his talent. This was something Xiao Yan never expected, and it hit Xiao Yan\'s self-confidence instantly.

"The aptitude and understanding are a little worse, but I can barely count you as a registered disciple of Xiaoyu Pavilion. Come to Xiaoyu Pavilion to report!" The voice of the figure who had disappeared, and Xiao Yan was stunned when he heard the words.

What? The strength of his own Seven Star Fighting God can only be counted as a registered disciple?

What kind of powerhouses and monsters are these Xiaoyu Pavilion? Xiao Yan could not imagine, so he had to follow the figure that Yu Jian had disappeared to go to Xiaoyu Pavilion. Following the disappearing direction of the figure, Xiao Yan also changed his body. As a long rainbow swept away.

Under the misty rain, a mountain stood majestically. There was no palace or sect that Xiao Yan imagined. It was just a small village that didn\'t look very big. It was a very ordinary existence. Xiao Yan looked strange.

"Jian Xiangyang, is this the named disciple you were talking about?" There were no more than ten people in the entire village, all of them gathered around and looked at Xiao Yan curiously.

The figure who bullied Xiao Yan before was named Jian Xiangyang, and he nodded slowly.

"Boy, you have to work hard to become a core disciple." A man laughed.

Xiao Yan looked around and felt extremely puzzled: "If my guess is correct, I must be the only disciple of this majestic Xiaoyu Pavilion, right?"

Xiao Yan did not refute the fact that there were any named disciples, at least none of the figures that appeared in front of him could be seen through by Xiao Yan!