The female cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment had a look of shock, but the panic on her face was completely gone.
Her figure retreated backwards. Her slender fingertips, which were still bleeding, and her sword fingers were wrapped in a mass of rich blood. She pulled her backwards, and at the same time activated the spiritual weapon used to protect her body.
It was a green-colored bell with mysterious patterns on it. It was probably only a little larger than an ordinary pill. It was suspended three feet above the head of the female cultivator at the third level of foundation building. Originally, it was just emitting a faint green light, and it was This third level of foundation building is shrouded in female cultivators.
At this time, the green bell with mysterious patterns trembled slightly and made a very clear ringing sound!
jingle……
This crisp ringtone seemed to ring in Gu Qing's ears. Gu Qing seemed to see thousands of trees growing, countless monsters gathering together, surrounding a huge elk with an illusory figure, and the huge elk was shrouded all over. The colorful light turned its eyes and looked towards him.
The elk's eyes were golden, as if thousands of stars were rising and dying in them, making people involuntarily indulge in them.
The moment Gu Qing looked at the huge elk, he already noticed something was wrong. He tried to turn aside and lower his head so as not to look at it, but a strange wave occurred when he saw the elk shrouded in colorful light. The elk queen passed into his soul.
Buzz!
A strong sense of vibration made Gu Qing feel that everything had turned into a state of chaos. The power of his soul was unable to be condensed for a while, and the power of the ancient demon around him was also stagnant.
The golden light around Gu Qing's figure dissipated.
He looked dull in the air and fell down, seemingly becoming a walking corpse without a soul.
Zheng!
At the same time, the female cultivator of the third level of Foundation Establishment was already urging the hundred-foot-long sword shadow to strike towards the falling Gu Qing!
The shadow of the giant sword, which was a hundred feet long, was black and red. Compared with Gu Qing's tiny figure, it felt like he was crushing ants with a divine sword.
This scene was so powerful that the purple light projected by the purple stars in the sky was distorted, the earth below cracked, and before the huge sword shadow of a hundred feet fell, the torn black robe on Gu Qing's body started to burn.
The monks from the other two fighting groups, as well as Sun Han, Cheng Su, and Zhou Rong, all looked sideways when they noticed this.
Mukui and the silver-haired old woman were fighting fiercely. Although the battle was getting farther and farther away, they were still a hundred miles away. Under the shadow of the hundred-foot giant sword that Gu Qing was about to die, Mukui's eyes became slightly gloomy.
'not good! I and Su Qing from the Heyu Sect are just brothers. If Gu Qing dies, Su Qing will have to get help from this third-level foundation-building female cultivator... At that time, I am in a critical situation!
The female cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment could already pose a considerable threat to him with the condensed shadow of the giant sword. Ordinary practitioners at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment might not be able to take this sword head-on!
As Mu Kui's mind turned, he suddenly condensed a three-color thunder ball of light and pressed it hard towards the silver-haired old woman. The sound of thunderous explosions and the surging thunder light exploded together.
The silver-haired old woman noticed this, and her expression became even colder.
"Mulao Gui! Don't try to free your hands! When my descendants kill you with your help, my grandfather and grandson will crush your Mulao Gui into ashes! Jiejiejiejiejie..." The silver-haired old woman said, She laughed extremely sharply, and the mysterious light of ice and fire around her suddenly condensed at this moment.
The turbulent lightning turned into a sea of thunder and submerged the figure of the silver-haired old woman. The old woman felt that her internal organs and body were all struck by the thunder, and her whole body was damaged to varying degrees.
The solid two-color black light of ice and fire around her seemed to have collapsed without even the slightest obstruction in the sea of thunder transformed from the three-color thunder.
The old woman's original silver hair turned into a burnt black color. Her thin hands were curled up together like the claws of some monster. Between the two hands, there was a residual mysterious light of ice and fire, directed towards an extremely bright star. The light particles gather together!
The silver-haired old woman faced the overwhelming thunder in front of her and shot the extremely bright light particles condensed in her hands toward Mukui. After the light particles left the silver-haired old woman's hands, they suddenly expanded.
It swelled countless times and actually filled the entire sea of thunder, pressing down on Mukui!
Mukui's expression changed drastically.
"Su Qing! You have mastered this Taoist technique!"
He spoke in shock, and a strange color flashed across his eyes.
The seemingly insignificant particle of light escaped from the hands of the silver-haired old woman and turned into a white sun in an instant, carrying an astonishing scorching heat and crashing towards Mukui!
Hundreds of miles nearby were all illuminated by the radiance of this great sun, and the purple stars hanging in the sky seemed to become extremely dim at this moment.
The three-color thunder light surrounding Mukui's figure only lasted for a short moment under the blazing sun, and then was extinguished. Immediately afterwards, Mukui's retreating figure was struck by this blazing sun. Swallowed by the big sun, they were swept together and smashed into the messy earth below!
The extremely bright white light, with astonishing scorching heat, spread wantonly in all directions, sweeping away all the mountains, rivers, and city ruins on the messy land, turning them into flying ashes and annihilating them. ..
In the distance, the situation of another battle group was a bit strange.
A bronze mirror was suspended in mid-air. Its originally small mirror surface had turned into a radius of about ten feet. Wu Ju was sitting cross-legged on the mirror surface, his whole body shrouded in the brilliance emitted by the bronze mirror, with a vigilant expression.
Wu Ju also noticed Gu Qing's distress.
But he had no idea of helping.
Just because his enemy was at the same fourth level of Foundation Establishment as him, and he had consumed too much spiritual power before. It would be good to be able to protect himself now. How could he free up his hands to help others?
After the silver-haired old woman on one side condensed an incandescent sun and knocked Mukui, who was at the fifth level of foundation building, into the air, Wu Ju became more determined... After all, he was passively defensive, who could win? Just follow the other side, so that you can perfectly save your life, wouldn't it be beautiful?
Wu Ju took out a high-grade spiritual stone, held it in his hand, and used his skills to restore the spiritual power in his body. His expression remained alert, and his eyes glanced around from time to time, which made his opponent feel helpless.
The male cultivators of the Fourth Level of Foundation Establishment who followed the silver-haired old woman here are circling around Wu Ju who is sitting cross-legged on the bronze mirror. The spiritual weapons and magic weapons they offer are all slightly dim, hanging around him. .
'This man's bronze mirror actually has a hint of supernatural power, which is really extraordinary... The male cultivator at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment frowned.
Just now, he had used all the methods except the trump card, but even the white mirror light around Wu Ju's figure could not be broken, and the trump card was not tyrannical except with the power of merit. It is famous that most of the time, this white mirror light cannot be broken.
With this in mind, the monk at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment looked sideways and glanced at the silver-haired old woman. The white light there had not dissipated, and a huge deep pit could be vaguely seen on the ground.
"Ha! After Elder Su has dealt with that old Mu ghost, I want to see if your bronze mirror can withstand the siege between the two of us! The male cultivator at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment spoke up and mocked Wu Ju.
Wu Ju did not respond.
In his heart, he rolled his eyes fiercely and secretly cursed: 'Hmph...that's ridiculous! The worst thing is to pay a small price and then surrender!
'What's more, in my opinion, the fifth level of body cultivation named Gu will not capsize so easily...
Wu Juxu narrowed his eyes and looked to the side.
There was a black and red 100-foot-long giant sword, diagonally inserted into the ground, and most of it was submerged in the ground. Gu Qing's figure had disappeared, and it seemed that he had been crushed to death by the giant sword phantom.
The black and red, slightly blurry shadow of the giant sword came through the air, and Gu Qing, whose soul was wounded and fell into chaos, fell from mid-air to dozens of feet underground.
The female cultivator of the third level of foundation building who triggered the shadow of the hundred-foot giant sword did not feel even the slightest bit of relief. She stared at the place where the giant sword fell, unable to detect the aura of the young monk in black robes, but But she became more and more uneasy, her expression became more and more ugly, and she truly panicked.
'How can it be?
'The killing sword force was actually blocked by someone's body?
The complexion of this female cultivator at the third level of foundation building changed drastically.
As a person who wields the Sword of Killing, she can clearly sense that at this time, the edge of the Sword of Killing has been exhausted. On weekdays, she can only practice this sword with her master uncle. I only felt this way when my inner master was blocking me hard!
The female cultivator at the third level of the foundation gritted her teeth and shot out a spiritual light from a distance toward the black-red hundred-foot giant sword.
The black-red Baizhang Giant Sword immediately disintegrated and turned into dots of black-red mist. A spiritual weapon flying sword and three top-grade magical weapons flying swords turned into four streams of light that penetrated the black-red color. A dense cloud of water shot towards the direction of this female cultivator!
The four flying swords turned into streams of light and shot towards the female cultivator. The female cultivator flew away, and suddenly she retreated several hundred feet. At this moment, the four flying swords that originally shot towards the female cultivator flew away. The flying swords were forcibly captured by a huge spiritual consciousness, and they sawed left and right in mid-air!
"Fellow Taoist, this sword is not ordinary. Why don't you give up your love for Gu?" A huge golden hand reached out from the earth, grabbed the four flying swords, and then forcibly tore them off. !
The female cultivator who was retreating quickly had a strange blush on her pale face due to the excessive exertion of the Sword of Killing.
She only felt that on the three top-grade magic weapon flying swords among her four flying swords, the three divine consciousness imprints were erased almost instantly. The spiritual weapon flying sword was also on top of the three magic weapon flying swords. The moment the divine consciousness brand was erased, the divine consciousness brand on it was also erased!
How can this be?
On top of that spiritual weapon flying sword, there are more than 20,000 restrictions, which are connected to form a layer of restrictions. Only by breaking these restrictions can the imprint of her divine consciousness left in it be noticed, and then the imprint of her divine consciousness can be detected. Erase, but this young monk in black robe was so quick to erase the brand of consciousness she left in the flying sword!
Even the strongest formation master she knew would never have such attainments in the Way of Restriction. Who is this young monk in black robe?
The horror in her heart caused the female cultivator of the third level of foundation building to retreat faster and faster. She ignored her four flying swords and escaped nearly a thousand feet in the blink of an eye, seeking the shelter of the silver-haired old woman.
The golden palm gradually became illusory and dissipated into a phantom. A figure in black with a blood-stained chest stood next to the wide gap on the ground that was cut by a hundred-foot giant sword, holding a bloody scabbard in his hand.
Gu Qing has not used this bloody scabbard for a long time.
The flying sword, a spiritual weapon belonging to a female cultivator of the third level of Foundation Establishment, was inserted into the blood-mottled scabbard, and the delicate hilt was quietly covered with a layer of blood light.
This time, he originally wanted to insert the spiritual weapon flying sword into the scabbard, trigger the bloody sword light, and try to kill the female cultivator of the third level of Foundation Establishment on the spot, but he never thought that the female cultivator of the third level of Foundation Establishment ran away. .
On Gu Qing's chest, there was a large tear, which was still oozing blood. The oozing blood was slightly golden. It only circulated on his body surface for a moment before returning to his body, but it still kept him. The black robe he put on was stained with blood.
'The power of this killing sword is quite extraordinary. Gu Qing touched the location of the wound on his chest, feeling the rare and severe pain.
Threads of white granulation sprouted from the wound on his chest, and the bones around his body glowed with a rich golden light, but it did not penetrate the body, but circulated on the bones around him at an extremely fast speed.
According to this trend, in about two or three breaths, his ancient demon body will recover from its injuries...
Gu Qing thought as he put away the dark red scabbard containing the flying sword - with this low-grade flying sword, Gu Qing was curious about how powerful the dark red scabbard could be. .
In particular, this dark red scabbard had been strengthened by the rust on the Phantom Thunder Cauldron!
The flying sword that was previously inserted in the dark red scabbard had been eroded by blood. Gu Qing pulled it out and threw it aside. With a trace of evil aura, Gu Qing stood beside the evil aura and took out a piece. A medium-grade spiritual stone, put away the body of the ancient demon, and adjust the breath with the main body alone.
This is Gu Qing's body after being chopped off by the middle-aged man in blue.
After merging with the clone, he completely put away the body of the ancient demon for the first time.
This feeling is very strange.
He can sense that there is another self hidden in his body. He can mobilize the power of the other self at any time, or... let the other self take the lead.
The wound on Gu Qing's chest has disappeared, and the bones around his body have also lost their golden color and turned into a light jade color.
The spiritual power of the main body is still at the second level of Foundation Establishment, but it is not far away from the perfection of the second level of Foundation Establishment. Therefore, the texture of the bones around his body shows such a light jade color. I think it will make him continue to build the foundation. Only when you have completed your cultivation at the second level of the basic level, the color of jade will no longer be so light.
Gu Qing felt the almost unspent spiritual power in his body, and as he breathed out, he looked inwards at the sea of Qi in his Dantian.
In the sea of Qi in his Dantian, the two golden lotus seeds on the five-color lotus platform have become brighter. It is almost impossible to see much difference, but he can still sense that the lotus seed on the right side of them has become brighter. , not complete.
'This golden lotus seed seems to mark the advancement of my cultivation. When I reach the ninth level of foundation building, I will condense into nine golden lotus seeds.
'Part of the magical effect of this golden lotus seed is on the soul... Previously I was fascinated by the female cultivator's spiritual weapon. It was the lotus seeds that bloomed with light, allowing me to escape from the chaos. Even so, my soul Less than half of the strength was consumed! There's something interesting about that spiritual weapon.
Gu Qingru thought.
What happened just now cannot be said to be dangerous.
Even without the transformation of the golden lotus seeds, it would have just stayed underground for a little longer.
However, what happened just now also exposed his clone, that is, the body of the ancient demon. The most obvious flaw is the power of his soul.
At present, his soul power is not weak, especially compared to the spiritual power cultivation of the second level of Foundation Establishment. His soul power is comparable to the ordinary monks of the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, which has exceeded his spiritual power cultivation. Two small steps!
It's just that when he controls the ancient demon's body, even with an ordinary body shape and without using the ancient demon's true body, the power he exerts is equivalent to the fourth or fifth level of foundation building. Once he exerts the eighty-three-foot-long The power exerted by the ancient demon's true form increased by a hundred times. Thinking back to that time, the power alone was enough to overwhelm some of the physical cultivation in the later stages of foundation building.
Therefore, his soul power has undoubtedly become a shortcoming.
Even so, he currently does not have any panacea to increase the power of the soul. If he acts purely as an ancient demon, he will not be able to control any spiritual weapon to defend against the attacks of the soul... After all, physical cultivation also has spiritual power, so he can Control magic weapons and spiritual weapons.
And as a pseudo-body cultivator, once he acts in the body of an ancient demon, he really has nothing to rely on except himself. Maybe he can practice a technique to defend against divine soul attacks, or a magical power or a Taoist technique?
Gu Qing thought of the dark stone tablet in the stone tablet space.
There are so many sword marks on the dark stone tablet. I wonder how many magical powers exist there. Is it possible that there are also Taoist arts?
On the side of the dozens of feet long sword mark that cracked the earth, and the five or six foot wide sword mark, Gu Qing stood holding the spirit stone, with five-color spiritual light flowing around him, looking full of contentment, looking at the other two battle groups from a distance , and looked at each other a few times with Sun Han, Zhou Rong, and Cheng Su who were also watching.
Sun Han's eyes turned blood red, and he used his magical eye skills to look at Gu Qing from dozens of miles away, his eyelids twitching.
This cultivator with the appearance of a young man in black, whose cultivation aura was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and whose name seemed to be Gu Qing, actually used his body to take the powerful sword of the female cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment!
Sun Han had absolutely no confidence in using that sword. Even if he was born in the Great Jade Dragon Xuan Sect, had practiced secret techniques since childhood, and his physical body was no less powerful than those in the same realm of physical cultivation, he would never be able to withstand that sword.
The sword of the female cultivator of the third level of Foundation Establishment clearly has the style of a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment! This guy named Gu Qing must have cultivated the legendary golden body of the Buddha. He was struck in the front by such a sword, but he was unscathed and full of dignity!
"This person's cultivation is so weird!" Cheng Su was also shocked in his heart. He said to Zhou Rong and Sun Han
Chuanyin said, "It seems to be physical cultivation, but it seems not to be physical cultivation. It is clear that the spiritual power cultivation is extremely condensed and must have created a Taoist foundation with a grade not lower than the seventh grade. However, this physical cultivation cannot be done. Fake, it’s really weird!”
"I heard that in ancient times, the Soul Sect came from outside the territory, and the monks of the Soul Sect had the secret technique of body refining, which allowed the monks to practice the Dharma body!" Sun Han seemed to be talking to himself, and said to Zhou Rong and Cheng Su.
Zhou Rong didn't say a word.
Her eyes only glanced at the man named Gu Qingzhixiu, then moved away calmly, staring at the white light in the distance.
In this white light that was as blazing as the falling sun, the sounds of fierce confrontations and mutual sarcasm continued to be heard. Although Mukui was suppressed by the silver-haired old woman, he was not at an absolute disadvantage after all.
This blow, like a blazing daylight falling, only formed a field around the silver-haired old woman, allowing her to slightly suppress Mukui.
While Sun Han, Zhou Rong, and Cheng Su were watching from a distance, they were also sitting cross-legged in meditation, each swallowing pills, holding spiritual stones, and constantly recovering their previously lost spiritual power.
They all know that the safety of this group depends on their own strength. If they rely on others, they can only be treated as cannon fodder.
The white light is so blazing that it shines like daylight for hundreds of miles.
The female cultivator at the third level of Foundation Establishment flew all the way and stopped in front of the blazing white light. She looked back and saw that the young man in black robe had not caught up with her. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down her panic.
Her expression was slightly solemn.
'Ancestor's place is shrouded in Taoism. If I intervene, I will also be affected by this Taoism. After all, that old ghost Mu is a veteran fifth-level foundation-building monk and a third-level alchemy master. He must be prepared for that short-term Pills that enhance strength.
This female cultivator was a little scared.
She had lost her four flying swords, lost most of her strength, and had lost some of her energy. She really didn't want to face that old ghost.
After all, that is the existence that has been fighting with the ancestor for many years.
'If I rush forward to help my ancestor, I will be restrained by the insidious and despicable Mulao ghost. In this way, my ancestor will fall into the trap of the rat, and I will be at a disadvantage! At that time, when the young man in black robe and the three people from before saw this, they would definitely come forward to besiege the ancestor...
'If I step forward to help, I will harm my ancestor!
The female cultivator thought this and suddenly realized that it made sense. She turned around and headed towards the direction of Wu Ju and the male cultivator at the fourth level of foundation building.
'What a rebellious woman!
The old woman, whose head was half broken, was bathed in the blazing white light emitted by the Taoist technique, but her body was beaten upside down in the air. She noticed the familiar aura outside coming and going, and roared in her heart.
A trace of sadness quietly filled her heart.
As one of the oldest foundation-building elders of the Heyu Sect, Su Qing was once the pride of heaven when she was young. Unfortunately, due to the death of her Taoist companion, her heart knot was intractable, and she is still in the middle stage of foundation-building until now - Su Qing this year She is more than two hundred and thirty years old, and when she was ninety, she had already reached the middle stage of foundation building.
Time flies by, and Su Qing, who was once expected to form an elixir, has become an old immortal with a weird temper and a dying age in the Heyu Sect, relying entirely on the life-extending elixir in the sect to hang on to her life.
But the life-extending elixir is precious after all, and Su Qing is just an ordinary elder in the middle stage of foundation building, so not long ago...
The sect stopped her life-extending elixir.
Su Qing's lifespan will be exhausted in half a year.
So after she became hysterical, there was only one thought left in her mind, which was to let the Taoist companion who killed her and cut off her path, that is, this Mokui, die in the most painful way!
But how could she have imagined that after using the Taoist skills she had worked so hard to practice, she would be countered by Mukui on the spot!
The area where Taoism condenses is used by Mukui.
She could not even transmit messages to the descendants of the bloodline outside. This field blocked her consciousness and suppressed her spiritual power. She listened to the bursts of curses simulated by Mu Kui, and The sound of fierce confrontation was filled with a bit of ridicule in her heart - a mockery of herself.
Taoism was countered,
It could only be that someone in the Heyu Sect had done something wrong. She didn't know who it was, and she couldn't even guess - there were too many people in the Heyu Sect who wanted her dead.
A three-color thunderous figure, like a god or a demon, landed beside Su Qing. The young man's face was slightly raised, looking down, but there was a bit of complexity in his eyes.
On the remaining half of Su Qing's head, red and white were mixed together, all with a jade-like texture. The half of the face, which did not have many wrinkles but was full of cracks at the moment, seemed familiar.
The autumn moon of that year was strong, and the lanterns and painted boats on the sea were like clouds.
He got drunk on the deck of the boat due to family affairs. Through the gauze curtain of the boat, he saw a face like a flower and a jade body, which made him dream about countless days and nights.
The flower-like jade face gradually overlapped with Su Qing at her feet.
Mu Kui looked at the remaining eye on Su Qing's broken body. Su Qing looked at him calmly, her eyes indifferent. His eyes suddenly became a little dazed, as if the past had reappeared.
The three-colored thunderbolt on his body suddenly flashed and fell with one foot.
Bang!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, Su Qing's Dao foundation shattered, and his vitality gradually disappeared.
