When Qingjiu opened his eyes again, he was awakened by the strong smell of blood and the screams.
Her eyes had not yet fully adapted to the light, and her body instinctively sensed danger and ducked to the side.
However, those around her were not so lucky.
Behind where she started, there was a bloody hole in the chest of a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, which looked very scary.
"Tsk..."
A river of blood could be seen at a glance.
Above the nine heavens, a man with clothes as white as snow and an aristocratic temperament stood with his hands behind his back, a dark iron sword glowing with coldness at his feet.
Although the person on the other side couldn't see his appearance, the demonic energy was rolling around him, and it was so strong that it had already materialized, which still surprised Sake.
However, she was not allowed to think too much, as countless monsters rushed toward them.
Fortunately, the spiritual power in Qingjiu's body recovered very quickly. Although it was not much, it was not a problem for Qingjiu to find some ways to deal with the low-level monsters in front of him.
The fingers are quickly drawn in the air. The best method for this kind of group attack is the technique of talisman and seal script.
Qingjiu's fingers slid quickly, and her feet moved without stopping. Countless talismans flew from her hands to all directions.
A moment later, after drawing the last talisman, Qingjiu turned his spiritual power into a sharp blade with his right hand and killed a monster around him.
The talisman in his left hand flew out, and a strong white light appeared in the darkness.
"Soul Locking Formation!"
Someone recognized the formation and shouted loudly.
Sake lips curled up, this is not a simple soul locking formation!
On this journey of cultivating immortality, I have never drank sake from anyone.
All the monsters that stepped into the formation within a radius of ten miles kept roaring.
Finally, it slowly dissipated in the white light, and his soul suddenly disappeared.
"Little junior sister?" A surprised voice sounded in my ears.
Qingjiu turned around and met a pair of eyes as pure and clear as white paper.
He is a man with a handsome face and a temperament like frost.
The sudden burst of pure spiritual power naturally aroused surprise and suspicion in the hearts of everyone above.
"What a funny little girl."
Before Qingjiu had time to think too much, a black figure flashed in front of his eyes, and he screamed in his heart that he fell into a white embrace with a cold fragrance.
Before Sake could recover, the two spiritual powers collided and Sake was directly knocked out by the two's spiritual pressure.
He waved his long sword Qiang Ming to block her retreat, stood up and patted her clothes.
"Phantom mirror?"
[I didn’t expect to be able to enter such a fantasy world. The war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago has also appeared? 】
【Accident? Or was it intentional? 】
[However, this boy Yun Wu looks a bit human now. 】
Yes, it was Yunwu who just caught the sake.
Qingjiu looked at the entire battlefield and saw Wan Huo not far away with one arm around a woman and the other hand drawing talismans in the air.
"Eh...that's it?"
'That's right, host, that's the female protagonist. Congratulations to the host for entering the dungeon of the battle between immortals and demons a thousand years ago. Please help the female protagonist and all the supporting actors and male protagonists get out of the illusion? '
'The male protagonist? '
'That's right, male protagonist, the host can look at your feet not far away. '
Following the system prompts, Qingjiu slowly looked over, and sure enough, he saw Lu Qingming covered in scars and worried in the barrier not far away.
[Good guy, it’s not a big deal if you don’t compare. Once I compared them, I found that these children in Jiqing are better. 】
[Sure enough, people are better in comparison]
[I wonder why these two children are so pleasing to the eye right now. 】
'Host, please note that the third male demon king is hiding among the crowd. This illusion is his handiwork. The host can observe carefully to find the demon king. '
[I don’t know how you will respond to the heroine, the child of luck, being sacrificed at this time. 】
[My suggestion is to throw the heroine out and give it a try. 】
'Please note that the host's idea is very dangerous. The heroine cannot die before the plot is over. '
"Junior sister, be careful."
Yunwu and Wanhuo, who had been in the illusion for a long time on the battlefield, both looked at An Ranran after hearing Qingjiu's voice.
Son of luck? Enron Ran?
It is said that they entered this illusion mirror to save this woman. Could it be that everything is related to her?
Without waiting for them to think about it.
They saw that the monsters that had just disappeared due to the soul locking formation of the younger junior sister gathered again, and they had just been able to breathe.
They have long discovered that the monsters here are endless and endless.
The monsters here gathered like sake again. Yun Wu, Wan Huo and Lu Qingming, who were shocked by the soul-locking formation of the younger junior sister just now, were once again shocked by the scene in front of them.
"You two senior brothers, don't worry, Xiaojiu can take care of yourself."
Qingjiu chuckled at Yunwu and Wanhuo, and then...
Qiang Ming turned his wrist, held the long sword in his hand, and then swung the sword vigorously.
The long sword is like a rainbow, like waves, like thousands of troops and horses. Wherever the sword energy passes, not a single demon is born.
[You, the monsters in the illusion, dare to do something wrong. 】
[Tsk, I accidentally pretended to do it, and the two children were surprised to see it. 】
[I don’t know if I can continue to become a weak little lady who can’t take care of herself. 】
"I forgot to tell the two senior brothers that Xiaojiu went to the Spiritual Weapon Valley before coming to the trial. This is my natal spiritual sword Qiang Ming. I heard from the master that it belongs to a senior sword sect. Because it is a divine weapon, in Xiaojiu My cultivation is weak, so the master won’t let me tell it, so Xiaojiu..."
[That’s right, it’s not me who is great, it’s Qiang Ming who is. 】
[All credit here goes to Qiang Ming. 】
[That's right, it's my artifact, hehe...]
Adhering to the principle that as long as I don't admit it, others will not know that I am powerful, Sake's face is not red, and his heart is not beating.
"Sacred weapon Qiang Ming?"
At this time, Yun Wu flew from the air and landed next to Qingjiu, and Wan Huo rushed over there holding An Ranran across his arms.
They all looked at the cold blue sword in Qingjiu's hand.
"Is this the power of the artifact Qiang Ming? It really shook the earth today."
At this time, a young man with an ordinary face, dressed in Hanyang Sect clothing, and covered in dust came out from behind. He approached Sake and spoke in a clear and pleasant tone.
"Who is this?"
Qingjiu held Qiang Ming in both hands, looked at the man who appeared behind him with watery eyes and some confusion, and subconsciously fell behind Yun Wu with his steps.
[If you are so dirty, let’s just say don’t get so close to others. You are such a rude and unlucky kid. 】
[Hey, why is this kid Xiaowu looking at me like that? Are you still immersed in what I just did? 】
[You have said that Qiang Ming is great, or are you just attracted to Qiang Ming? Are you going to smoke my natal magic weapon? 】
[This kid, I’m just going to say bad things...]
The more he listened to his junior sister's thoughts, the more he went astray. He hurriedly spoke out because he was afraid that if it was later, his junior sister would think of him as a heinous villain.
"Master is right. Even if it is a magical weapon, little junior sister, you should try to use it as little as possible. Once you have enough ability, no one will dare to worry about your things."
[This kid, I just said it’s not bad, I didn’t make a mistake. 】
"Well, Xiaojiu listens to the master and senior brother."
Qingjiu nodded behind Yun Wu, and then put away Qiang Ming.
"Junior sister, this is Yue Chichang, the eldest disciple of Elder Haidan of Hanyang Sect."
Seeing that Qingjiu was hiding from Yue Chichang, Wan Huo explained to her.
Yue Chichang?
Good guy, it’s a coincidence that she had met this person several times before when she was in the Sword Sect, but he didn’t look like this...
"Junior Sister Sake's Spirit Sword is indeed a divine weapon. These monsters are recovering slowly. Let's quickly find a place to recuperate now."
The speaker was Yue Chichang, and a hint of play flashed deep in his eyes as he spoke.
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