However, no one is willing to leave. They stare at the smoke filled center with only one idea in their heart. Chu Tianyou, Jun Muyan, who won it?! Kylin team, Xiaoyao team, who finally became the first king of Luming feast=== Xiuzhen land, the ruins of dense forest. Shua! Luo Yunxiao, who is exploring the ruins, suddenly appears with eight flying swords. The point of the sword is all in one direction, making a buzzing sound. The powerful sword spirit spread out, making the whole spirit beast in the dense forest restless, and Sichuan fled. Luo Yunxiao looked at the scene, as if he lost his mind“ Master, what's the matter?! Why does your heart sword move by itself? " He nervously circled the eight swords for several times and asked, "master, what's wrong with your body?" Luo Yunxiao came back to his senses after a long time. His slender hand was like a jade. Eight flying swords, light speed back, into his body. A pure energy washes his whole body, just like the washing of soul and realm“ Master, what's the matter? Ah! What happened to Meiyan? Other famous swords feel the crisis of Longyuan sword? What to do? What to do? Shall we go to save Meiyan? Master, you won't be badly hurt because of the damage of Longyuan sword, will you“ It's not... A crisis. " After chatting for a long time, I heard the man's slightly hoarse voice: "it's not a crisis, it's Mu Yan who condenses the heart of the sword." GA -! The sound of kissing stuck in my throat for a long time. Congealing! Knot! The sword! Heart?!! Did it hear wrong?! Beautiful face coagulates the heart of the sword?!! Master, are you kidding me? Luo Yunxiao slowly breathes out a breath. On his picturesque eyes, he slowly blooms a helpless and gentle smile: "I thought I was helping her, but I still owe her." Forget the sound of the zither in the water once, get married once, and the sword of my life once again. Jun Muyan, your salvation, how can I return it? How can there be a chance to pay off Xiuxian continent, north of polar region. Emperor mingjue, who had just killed a wave of ghosts, suddenly felt a shock and suddenly spread out her palm. A strange wave, in his palm slowly condensed, forming a faint yingmang“ What's the matter, sir? " Cold night cut off a roaring rush to the ghost, nervously asked. The Emperor Ming Jue looked at it for a long time, then drew back his hand, and outlined an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth: "Mu Yan has condensed the heart of the sword."“ What The cold night when I heard this, I was almost bitten by the ghost. The heart of the sword? The heart of the sword? A friar of the golden elixir in the real world coagulates the heart of the sword? Are you kidding me, sir?! Don't say the cold night was so startled that he was stunned. Even the army that had never changed its color before Mount Tai collapsed, like a heartless puppet, showed an incredible look. As far as they know, because of the limitation of Xiuzhen continental energy field. There are only one in ten million people who can inspire the field. Miss Jun can stimulate the field at the age of 20, which is a talent that ordinary people can't imagine. In the land of cultivating immortals, there are a lot of people who can stimulate the field. Can I have a sword heart? What's that? That's the dream of all sword practitioners. Once the heart of the sword is condensed, the speed of the field can be doubled.