Above Liuji Mountain, in a giant cocoon formed by bloody miasma.
Compared to a giant several hundred feet tall, a tiny gray ball of light approached the giant's umbilical cord with difficulty. At this time, Gu Qing's consciousness was on the verge of exhaustion.
At this time, he was still more than ten feet away from the giant's umbilical cord, but the distance was like a chasm. Gu Qing also felt a little regretful about the upcoming failure.
After this seed of spiritual consciousness is extinguished, the consequences are unpredictable.
But Gu Qing had no regrets at all.
At this moment, a loud voice came from below, and then Gu Qing felt a burning sensation coming from his body, and then his remaining consciousness in the air was filled with a trace of blood, and the remaining feet in front of him were... The remaining distance passed by in a blink of an eye, and the seed of his consciousness sank into the umbilical cord of the giant several hundred feet tall, disappearing into the vast blood-colored water.
Gu Qing's consciousness was withdrawn in an instant.
After a few breaths, a huge amount of spiritual consciousness arrived first.
"Um?"
Immediately, the bloody miasma in the distance rolled violently, and a figure shrouded in cyan light appeared.
"Is it possible that the feeling is wrong?
Or...
Has this demon fetus given birth to a soul? "
A trace of surprise flashed through Li Changtian's heart, shrouded in cyan light. Then he held out a black coffin and rushed toward the giant several hundred feet tall.
…
Beneath the bloody miasma, on top of the six peaks where the monks were imprisoned, in the densely packed caves, streaks of escaping light of various colors scattered out. The several skeletons of humans and demons guarding the caves were motionless, just like the dead army of bones below.
The mighty army of bones formed neat square formations one after another. At a glance, these six peaks were actually surrounded by tens of thousands of bones and demons. However, these bones and demons all had their heads lowered at this moment. Nothing happened.
The first batch of cultivators who rushed out were shocked when they saw this.
After realizing that these bones and demons were unable to move, many monks showed strange expressions.
"If we can kidnap a few bone monsters..."
There are monks whose eyes are full of fire.
A dark yellow escaping light suddenly stopped halfway up the mountain, and then separated into a figure shrouded in white light.
On the hillside of the short peak, the thick snow was glowing with blood.
"Thank you for your help in the cave, Fellow Daoist Pei." Gu Qing stood in the snow with a pale face and said with his fists in his hands. His cultivation of the eighth level of Qi refining was clearly revealed. After most of the soul power was condensed into the seed of consciousness, he was no longer able to To cover up one's own cultivation.
"snort."
The dark yellow escaping light converged, revealing Pei Ying with an unhappy face. She snorted and looked at Gu Qing with a bit of hatred, without saying a word.
She flashed and continued to fly down the mountain.
Gu Qing glanced at the taller peak next to the short peak.
The peak on the side is the highest among the six peaks, and it is also the closest to the bloody miasma above. His consciousness has already sensed that the two storage bags that were taken away are on that slightly higher peak. A few minutes above the mountain.
Thinking of this, Gu Qing's figure instantly turned into a white ray of light. Regardless of the loss of spiritual power in his body, he performed the Wandering Dragon Sword Step and stepped on the snow at the foot of the short peak to escape.
After more than ten breaths, Gu Qing descended from this short peak.
He sensed that the Yin Talisman in his Shenque acupoint was wrapped in a large amount of blood. His face had an abnormal blush, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his whole body became uncontrollably hot. Originally, due to excessive consumption of the power of the soul, he was slightly The sunken eyebrows also bulged.
"The current situation is indeed a bit strange."
While doubtful in his heart, the strong wind brought by Gu Qing's figure swept away the blood-colored snow on the ground, flying towards the peak on the side that was slightly higher than the short peak behind him.
When he reached the foot of this mountain peak, Gu Qing's eyes flashed.
He sensed that his two storage bags with the imprint of divine consciousness were moving quickly down the mountain from another direction above the mountain in front of him. There were also many monks on both sides who paused for a moment, obviously they were also aware of it. To what.
"Damn it!"
"The monks imprisoned on this mountain peak took away our storage bags!"
"Chase!"
"Kill them!"
The cultivators were excited and cursed one after another.
After cursing a few words, the cultivators each sensed the location of their storage bags and quickly chased after them. Gu Qing did the same, and he also saw his acquaintance Pei Ying and Zhao Wu who was lagging slightly behind. , and Zhuo Chi, who fell last.
However, after a few breaths passed, Gu Qing sensed that his storage bag was not far away on the left side. He walked around the patches of bloody snow and pointed his sword toward the left.
A sharp golden light shot out and stabbed through the air.
The old monk, whose face was full of joy, flew forward with five storage bags stuffed in his arms. The fluctuations of spiritual power at the eleventh level of Qi Refining in the old monk's body were extremely powerful, which was why he was able to overwhelm the other monks and monopolize the five Storage bags.
"I never thought that I would be able to get out of trouble one day in my lifetime! With the accumulation of cultivation resources in these storage bags, I might even be able to get a glimpse of the foundation building period..."
The old monk's heart was burning.
He had already erased the divine brand on the two storage bags, and was using his spiritual consciousness to erase the divine brand on the third storage bag, but at this moment he frowned.
"Ah……
little tricks! "
The old monk sensed the golden light in front of him and sneered disdainfully. He casually pinched his fingers and pointed forward. Suddenly, a thick earth-colored barrier formed, and the golden light disappeared instantly.
Gu Qing's pale face with a cold look appeared in the eyes of the old monk, and the old monk felt disdain in his heart.
A mere monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining dared to block his steps!
He took out a low-grade wooden flying sword from the storage bag where he had just erased the mark of his spiritual consciousness, and casually slashed it towards the cultivator blocking the road, while his eyebrows jumped slightly.
An invisible force emanated from the center of his eyebrows.
Quick victory!
He directly used his spiritual consciousness impact, and when the cultivator blocking the road was restrained by his spiritual consciousness, he could instantly kill him.
However, he saw that the cultivator blocking the road just swayed and withstood the impact of his spiritual consciousness. Then the cultivator's whole body glowed with blood, and he clasped his hands and pushed forward.
Bloody water spiritual power suddenly surged in, and then the cultivator who was blocking the road didn't give up and puffed up his cheeks.
A white hurricane blew out from the mouth of the cultivator who was blocking the road, carrying a huge wave of spiritual power. It directly knocked him back several feet. The flying sword that fell from his hand even came out of his hand, and was then struck by an invisible force. , forcibly snatched away from the control of his spiritual consciousness, and held in the hands of the cultivator who blocked the road.
"Wait!"
When the old monk saw the flying sword in the hand of the cultivator blocking the road light up slightly, he immediately shouted loudly.
The person in front of me is difficult to deal with.
It wasn't that he was afraid, but that he didn't want to stay here for too long.
If he delayed for too long, other monks who were also looking for his storage bag would surely come to attack him.
Gu Qing stood with his sword in hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at the cultivation in front of him. He felt a little more uneasy in his heart. After all, this cultivation was at the eleventh level of Qi refining, and there was a magic weapon beside him. Although he also grabbed a low-grade magic weapon. The weapon flies with the sword, but if you want to defeat this person, the hope is undoubtedly very slim.
But his face didn't show it at all.
"Return my two storage bags quickly!"
Gu Qing shouted coldly.
"Two...two storage bags?"
The old cultivator's face froze, and he was thinking anxiously.
He glanced at the monks who were fighting fiercely on the left and right, gritted his teeth and took out the five storage bags in his arms. After letting Gu Qing identify them, he threw the two storage bags towards Gu Qing through the air.
Gu Qing caught the two storage bags and stepped back to get out of the way. Seeing this, the old cultivator did not hesitate, picked up the remaining three storage bags, and fled quickly.
With his spiritual sense, he each explored the two storage bags. Gu Qing put away the flying sword, a low-grade wooden magic weapon in his hand, tied one storage bag around his waist, and stuffed the other storage bag into his cuffs. Then he stepped on it, and the Lanjiang Flying Sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, suddenly appeared. He flew the sword into the air, and a light feather talisman was quietly held in his hand.
…
Pei Ying, the girl, and several other monks were currently standing in front of a monk at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.
This monk at the eleventh level of Qi Refining had just recovered his cultivation level. Under the siege of several monks whose cultivation level was not much lower than him, he did not lose even an inch and even occupied the top.
"Zhu is really taking advantage of him! This bead has never been refined before. Zhu simply refined it and was able to exert 20% to 30% of its power. It is so powerful!"
The monk named Zhu, who was at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, was overjoyed.
He held a bead that was not glowing with purple light in his hand, and waved out a series of purple rays with his other hand, shocking Pei Ying and others to retreat, but Pei Ying never greeted him with the illusory five-color palm prints. The enemy is just constantly using earth-type magic.
Gu Qing glanced at it from a distance, feeling slightly dazed.
He has lost most of his soul power and should no longer stay in such a dangerous place.
Blood-colored flames surrounded Gu Qing's hand, and five flying swords with bright auras flew in the air and flew into his palm, and he threw them away fiercely.
Buzz!
The sound of five swords mingled together and instantly cut through several purple swords. The face of the eleventh-level Qi Refining Cultivator named Zhu changed greatly and he used all his strength to activate the purple beads in his hand.
Gu Qing turned his palm over and gave it a firm grip. The five flying swords he threw out condensed into a ball of five-color sword energy.
"Which Taoist friend is here to take action?"
The eleventh-level Qi Refining Cultivator surnamed Zhu, who activated the purple beads to condense a thick barrier, screamed in surprise and struggled to resist. Pei Ying and other cultivators were not idle, and took the opportunity to attack together.
A few breaths later, the cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining named Zhu was besieged by Gu Qing, Pei Ying and other cultivators.
Gu Qing's face became even paler, even a little defeated. He waved in mid-air to retract the five flying swords. The voice of the woman Pei Ying vaguely rang in his ears. He no longer cared about responding and activated the light feather talisman in his palm. , and then the body shape turned into a blue escaping light and flew towards the horizon.
Not knowing how far he had escaped, Gu Qing felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
Without most of the power of his soul, coupled with several attacks, the spiritual power in his body has been consumed by more than half, and his consciousness has been hit by the consciousness of the old monk. He is already at the end of his strength. If he encounters a strong enemy again, I'm afraid I will die today.
On the snow-covered ground, the cyan escaping light transformed by Gu Qing converged. He reluctantly put away the Lanjiang Flying Sword and fell into a snowdrift, with the blood flames all over his body extinguished.
"Li Changtian! How dare you, the Five Nations Alliance, to touch the belongings of my Soul Sect? Leave the demon fetus behind!"
At this time, an extremely domineering voice sounded in Gu Qing's ears. He came back to his senses instantly and leaned against the snowdrift to look at the direction of Liuji Mountain. He only saw a bloody light rising from below and a white light rising from above. Falling down, the two collided with each other.
All the sounds in Gu Qing's ears disappeared instantly.
Intense light radiated from the collision point to the surroundings. The five-hundred-mile alluvial mountain evaporated in an instant, and the Gangfeng layer above the sky was directly torn apart. A black sky appeared in the sky above Gu Qing's head. He could actually see the stars in the daytime.
A huge shock wave rippled through the land in the self-flowing mountains toward the Beizawa countries, clearing away all the snow for thousands of miles.
Under the shock wave, Gu Qing felt that all his internal organs were being smashed. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his vision went black and he fell into coma. His body flew backwards several thousand feet, and fell into a In a glacial lake with thick ice.
