Just at this moment, a piano sound like the sound of nature came from Ye Ning's ears.

He turned around and came in a guqin not far behind him. This woman was proficient in a hidden magic. Unfortunately, in the face of such a mighty emperor's will, she was forced to do it first and took action to use the treasure of creation!

Ye Ning stopped and stood up, wanting to see where this woman could go.

Soon, a gust of fragrant wind blew by, and Yue Lanshan passed Ye Ning and walked forward. Her speed was very fast, and a seemingly light step had already taken several feet. The sound of the piano became more and more exciting, and the singing was faintly blended in it, as if the heaven and earth were resonating with each other, and the sound of the great road was at its peak. One, two, three miles, Yue Lanshan passed Ye Ning and three miles, and finally stopped. The sound of the piano was extremely high and stopped abruptly. A harsh sound seemed to penetrate the heart and lungs, causing Ye Ning's soul to shake and almost hurt.

"So awesome!"

Unfortunately, Yue Lanshan is still two miles away from the Divine Bell.

Ye Ning didn't dare to rest.

The so-called "one-stop work will bring down again and then exhaustion will bring down three times.

His right hand raised, and a faint phantom was unscrupulously crossing his left shoulder. A little stirred, which was a huge force of creation. The golden light retreated like a tide and was avoided for a full half mile.

"good!"

Ye Ning was overjoyed. It is worthy of being the treasure of fortune made of such a treasure as the Creation Green Lotus. The power of the Lotus Sword is obviously beyond Yue Lanshan's guqin. However, this excitement consumed the average spiritual energy in Ye Ning's body. He did not dare to consume his spiritual power anymore, and directly used his physical strength, as if a beast that had been dormant for a long time was rushing forward violently.

In a moment, he had already walked a mile.

Ye Ning used the Lianyin Sword again, drew a bright white sword light and stabbed straight ahead.

Although I haven't been a mile this time, it's not much different.

In a moment, another mile.

Ye Ning had already walked within three miles of the Divine Bell. The golden light here had completely atomized and even began to drip water. He was shrouded in the will of the Emperor, and he was even confused and almost forgot who he was.

"call!"

He completely exhausted the remaining tree of life, and with a "wow", he slashed out another sword!

The third sword!

However, this time he only cleared half a mile of smooth road.

Ye Ning half bent over and gasped in big breaths. He used the Lotus Hidden Sword continuously to make the meridians in his body run, causing severe pain, and even bleeding beads to ooze out of his skin.

At this time, he had to use the pill.

Before leaving, the various magical pills given by Gui Kui, the alchemy master of the Guyuan Sect, can finally work.

He took out a pill from the jade bottle, which was the Xuantian Jade Dew Pill! The size of this jujube core is dazzling and crystal clear. Its surface is filled with countless complex Taoist rhymes, and it is full of extremely rich spiritual energy. It is rumored that only one pill can fill the deficient fairy power. Ye Ning no longer hesitated and took it orally. Suddenly, the fairy power in his body surged like a spring water, instantly replenishing. He suppressed the swelling and pain of the meridians in his body, and swung his sword again.

The fourth sword!

The sword cleared less than half a mile of obstacles, and the golden light on both sides continued to wash away the smooth path cut by the Lianyin Sword like a tide. In just one breath, it compressed 10%!

In other words, Ye Ning had only ten breaths to rush through this half mile.

Ye Ning took another pill and transformed into feather pill!

A pair of snow-white wings grew on his shoulders, and with a slight wave, he escaped half a mile. Such wings were not far from An Xiaofu's black feathers. Perhaps it was the magical effect of the feather-turning pill, and the wings trembled, and actually pushed the aura of creation slashed by the Lotus Sword and moved forward. Ye Ning flew ninety feet completely before stopping. One mile one hundred and fifteen feet more than the original one. These fifteen feet were inconspicuous in the outside world. Perhaps Ye Ning could move his shoulders slightly. However, the fifteen feet here seemed particularly important.

Ye Ning waved another sword, the fifth sword.

This sword was swung only fifty feet, and the effect of the Lotus Hidden Sword was getting lower and lower.

The white feather swelled and moved forward quickly. It was not until sixty feet that he stopped. The blessing of the feather pill was passing by. In the outside world, the wings that could last for an hour were already shaking and on the verge of breaking in just a moment.

At this moment, there is only one and a half miles away from the Divine Bell!

Ye Ning was extremely tired. He was bathed in the golden light and almost indulged. The golden light was very interesting. As long as you didn't raise your legs, it would not put pressure on it, but would slowly nourish Ye Ning's body. However, as long as you have the awareness of lifting your legs, the pressure came instantly, as if it was a huge wave, and you swear to knock you down.

Tun Mi Ruofei's figure was not far away. He released the fighting body of the Kua clan, which was as high as three hundred feet high. He stretched out his arms with all his might, trying to touch the divine clock. His arms were almost a hundred feet straight, but it was still one smattering from the divine clock. It was this stump that he stumbled. He roared to the sky and made a huge roar, and rushed forward without caring about the wounds exposed by the cracked skin all over his body. The golden light seemed to solidify, not only failed to get him closer, but the rebounding power made him retreat half a mile. He turned around and saw Ye Ning's figure, and said in surprise: "There is another small ant who has come here!"

Ye Ning knew that the other person he said was Ahan.

Ahan was on the right side of the divine bell, about one hundred feet away. At this time, his methods were made, without reservation. In the sky, the eyes of the sky were hanging high, and Buddha auras were drooping; behind his head, circles of Buddha lights bloomed, and Sanskrit sounds were bursting; behind him, there were ten feet of arhat's golden body, with kind eyes; under his feet, a pink lotus slowly circling. Ahan's golden body was born with 108 pieces, each holding a pearl the size of a fist, exerting the magical power of the sea, suppressing the boundless golden light.

Although he was embarrassed, he had extra strength.

Ye Ning did not dare to neglect it, and supported the feather-making pill and was about to lose it. He took another Xuantian Jade Dew Pill to replenish his spiritual power.

The Lianyin Sword slowly raised and slashed with all your strength! The sixth sword!

Xueyu flew to the air, fifty-five feet!

Ye Ning opened his mouth and spewed out blood, and his feet staggered, almost being rebounded by the golden light and retreated. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not caring about it. Finally, he was only one hundred and seventy feet away from the divine bell.

"Who are you?" Tunmi Ruofei asked, "There is actually a treasure of fortune that the Lord kills!"

"In the lower Ye Ning." Ye Ning did not hide it and said, "It is not worth mentioning that ascending monks are just a matter of excuses. However, the name of fellow Taoist Tunmi is well-known. Now when you see it, you are indeed extremely powerful."

"Hmph." Tunmi snorted coldly and stopped paying attention to Ye Ning.

As he spoke, the wings behind Ye Ning "cracked" and shattered.

Ye Ning felt the sea of ​​consciousness swollen, and he continuously used the treasure of creation, making his spiritual consciousness unbearable. He estimated that if he had to die, he would wave his sword again; if he had to use the Lotus Hidden Sword, he would probably lose his body and his spiritual consciousness would be broken. Even now, his physical damage will have to be nourished for a year or two before he can recover.

"Hao!"

Ye Ning shouted loudly and waved a sword regardless of the consequences.

The Seventh Sword!
Chapter completed!