In the realm of Chen Kingdom, in a hidden cave.
The silver glow gradually faded, and the young man took a long breath and turned into mist. He exhaled a cloud of black and red turbid air, which fell to the ground with a hissing sound and printed large and fine etching marks.
"What kind of magic is this? It's so vicious! It seems that the Moon Worship Cult is not only cruel, but also evil. Such a cult, which violates ethics and causes trouble, should be uprooted and no longer exist in the world!" The young man said to himself, with eyes in his eyes. A cold light flashed past.
After adjusting his breath for a while, he stood up and walked to the other side of the cave.
The little beast was sleeping here, with no golden-white light all over his body. His breath was steady, his expression was peaceful, but he showed no sign of waking up.
When you look into it with your spiritual mind, it feels like it has fallen into nothingness, with nothing there; when you reach out and touch it, a red gold light film appears, which is smooth and tough, with runes flowing on the surface, which is mysterious and unpredictable.
A few hours ago, Yuan Qing suppressed the power of the blood curse to dissolve blood and eat marrow, and took the little beast to escape the pursuit of the Moon Worship Sect, found this cave, healed his injuries, and adjusted his breath.
However, as soon as it was placed, the white light skyrocketed and its power increased greatly; the golden light could not stop its momentum and was retreating; its spiritual pressure aura also plummeted along with the golden light, indicating that it was going to be destroyed.
At this moment of life and death, suddenly the sound of Sanskrit sounds rises, the spiritual breath surges, and the Zhongzheng is vast, like an abyss or an ocean.
The golden light then flourished, and when it turned its attack, it drowned out all the white light, dyeing the little beast as bright as gold.
At the same time, his aura and spiritual pressure rose like a tide. Not only did he recover as before, he even made a great progress!
After a few breaths, the Sanskrit sound stopped and the spirit breath stopped. Little bits of crimson seeped out from the little beast's body, steamed up, merged with the golden light, turned into a red golden light film, and fell upside down.
After a few more breaths, the light film gradually faded, and finally disappeared in a flash.
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He put his hands away and thought about it, and looked at it carefully for a moment. Yuan Qing returned to the original place and sat down silently, thinking clearly and calmly, moving around the sky, recovering all the wear and tear, and gradually entered a dreamless state.
Seven days later.
The spiritual light flashed slightly, and a faint shadow turned into a brilliant sword light. It fell in front of the rocks, and a person appeared. It was Yuan Qing who had left and returned.
After a rough sweep, he made a sword with his fingers and drew a wisp of sword energy towards the stone wall in front. He saw waves in the void, like throwing a stone into water, causing faint ripples.
When the young man saw this, his face showed a satisfied look, and he entered the cave with a flick of his sleeves. The spiritual light in the void behind him shimmered slightly, and formed a thin light curtain again, covering the entrance of the cave. In a moment, it became invisible, and the cave returned to the shape of a stone wall.
This is the method of setting sword energy, and it is also what he learned from studying formations during this period of time.
When all the array devices were destroyed, there was no way to hide his whereabouts. Therefore, after Yuan Qing finished adjusting his breath, he immediately collected the spiritual energy all over his body, and at the same time released his spiritual consciousness, covering a three-mile radius. After waiting for a day, he even used the invisibility method and wielded dozens of swords. Here, detect the enemy's traces.
However, after going around, there was no sign of any Moon Worshipers, as if they had just stopped and disappeared.
Yuan Qing was sure to avoid it. Such evil cultivators, whose human hearts are mixed with animal nature, twisted and bloodthirsty, and extremely vicious, were definitely not people who gave up halfway. Most likely, after the death of the man named Zhu, no one else could pinpoint the location of the little beast, so he could only search randomly. As a result, it becomes more and more remote.
After thinking about this, he felt slightly relieved, but he did not completely relax his vigilance. After returning to the cave, he still kept his mind open to prevent any unexpected events.
The reason why they didn't just leave was because of their youthful spirit, clear grievances, and joining forces. They didn't bother to take advantage of others' danger, and they didn't bother to abandon others in danger. As for whether they will be enemies or friends in the future, let's see.
Speaking of which, the man surnamed Zhu has mixed cultivation and mediocre methods. Without the vermilion ring, he is definitely no match for the small beast, let alone the ability to track for hundreds of miles and lock the position.
However, after this incident, Yuan Qing had other ideas.
As the saying goes, the road is difficult and dangerous, and there are dangers everywhere. The matter of cultivation is even more difficult at every step. It is certainly refreshing to cut off an uneven road with one sword, but the treasure weapon is mysterious and the secret technique is treacherous. Is it too simple to only use swordsmanship?
At that time, if the array weapon was still there, or if there was a secret treasure nearby, not to mention hiding, without such a disaster, it would not be impossible to destroy a cult by relying on the array treasure to kill all the evil spirits, or even follow the diagram.
Just as he was thinking about it, a sudden flash of inspiration occurred, and stars suddenly appeared in his mind. He saw a majestic sword array, and the head of Shangqing Qu Yi wore a gray robe with big sleeves, his beard and hair flying, wielding a sword to slay a real dragon.
"Seeing my Galaxy Sword Formation, you deserve to die."
The words were light, but they sounded like thunder.
"Yes, we sword cultivators have our own sword formation methods, so there is no need to ask for them from outside." The young man smiled casually, then took out the "Xuan Yuan Tong Jian" and began to study the method of the forbidden formation.
Maybe after setting up the formation several times, he already had some experience, or maybe it was due to his talent. After five consecutive days without sleep, he finally asked Yuan Qing to combine swordsmanship and stealth techniques to create a restraining method. Although it only had the function of warning and mimicking, it was also Enough to make him excited.
So he immediately imposed a ban and used his sword for more than ten miles.
Firstly, it was to test the efficacy of the [Forbidden Technique], and secondly, it was also a new understanding of swordsmanship, so I happened to find a place to test the sword. As a result, the swordsmanship was not improved, and the forbidden method was only useful.
Let's say that Yuan Qing returned to the cave and was continuing to study the forbidden formation. Suddenly the Sanskrit sound sounded, Zhongzheng and mellow, and then the golden light flourished, auspicious and prosperous, but the light film reappeared, shining like a golden bead, and the little beast was inside it. , the appearance is difficult to distinguish.
About a quarter of an hour later, the Sanskrit sound stopped, the golden light faded, and the little beast reappeared, but it actually grew from the size of a palm to about two feet, and there was a pale gold vertical line between the eyebrows, just like the third spiritual pupil.
After a while, with a whimper, he slowly opened his eyes, and his pale gold pupils were still a little dull, showing that he had not yet completely recovered.
"Now that you've woken up, the matter here has been settled. If we meet again in the future, we will be enemies rather than friends, and Yuan's sword will show no mercy. Just take care of yourself." Yuan Qing said calmly as he stood at the entrance of the cave, with the Water-Breaking Sword hanging by his side. , spilling out a little bit of gleaming light.
The little beast seemed to have heard nothing and turned to look at Yuan Qing blankly.
When Yuan Qing saw this, he didn't say much. He turned around and left the cave, took the spirit boat, and flew away. However, he had already discovered during his previous inspection that this place was located on the border of Chen Kingdom, a hundred miles to the south. Chenguofang City.
However, they couldn't make it farther, when a white light flew over, and in an instant, it crossed the spirit boat, swaggering in front of it. It was the civet cat stepping on the smoke cloud. Who else could it be if it wasn't a little beast?
The spirit boat then hovered, the young man's eyes were cold, the silver light in his hand flashed slightly, and Duanshui had already been unsheathed.
The two faced each other for a moment, and the little beast snorted softly, as if in a petulant manner, and then the clouds and smoke moved behind it, dragging up the afterimages all over the sky, and rushed towards Yuan Qing.
There was no sadness or joy on Yuan Qing's face. He swung his sword horizontally, and the sword energy was strong, turning into wind and whizzing by, annihilating the remaining shadows all over the sky. He slashed vertically, and the sword light condensed, turning into a giant ten-foot-long sword, crushing a little golden light.
Immediately afterwards, the giant sword broke inch by inch, and it was still filled with fine sword energy, like clouds and mist, surrounding layers of golden light. Yuan Qing himself abandoned his spirit boat, and merged with the sword. The giant sword crystalized light, carrying fire and silver flames. , as powerful as thunder, slashing down!
At this moment, the golden light suddenly became powerful, like a blazing sun rising, tearing apart the heavy clouds, and then a red gold round shot out of the blazing sun, brazenly welcoming it.
The sword wheels clashed, bursting out with dazzling light, and the clanging sound echoed through the sky, frightening countless birds and beasts.
When the light disappeared, the golden wheel and giant swords were all gone like smoke. The little beast looked tired, and the vertical lines between its eyebrows were slightly dim. Yuan Qing flew back upside down, his face flushed, and the energy and blood in his body were shaking.
Taking a deep breath and forcing down his Qi, the young man regained his strength and used the sword light again. It was still the art of combining body and sword, but the sword intent was still sharper than before, and there was even a bit of a murderous intention hidden in it, Han Ruoxuan. ice.
The little beast was immediately frightened, and there was a warning sign in his heart. He hurriedly gathered his energy, and saw the phantom of the unicorn appeared, and the torrent of condensed golden blades blocked it.
Little did he know that Yuan Qing had already moved the clear sword core, and the giant sword flashed left and right, like a butterfly piercing a flower, passing through the torrent, and was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Before the sword falls, the intention comes first. The sharp sword intention mixed with the strong murderous intention makes it stand upside down with fur all over its body. At this time, it is too late to change the move. Life and death are only on a thin line!
At that moment, I saw a flash of white light, and it disappeared into clouds and smoke!
The giant sword suddenly fell into the air, but then it turned again and struck somewhere in the void dozens of feet away, where the little beast reunited and came out.
Seeing the giant sword coming again, the little beast no longer used its magical powers to resist, but simply turned into a wisp of white smoke and wandered around.
The giant sword was chasing after him, but he was always slow to catch up.
Seeing this, Yuan Qing immediately understood the art of integrating the body and sword, and used it for two purposes: with one thought, he summoned a spiritual boat to catch his body, and with one thought, he summoned the sword energy and thunderous sound.
Even though he has not yet fully understood this technique, his murderous intention is determined, and the sword technique he has learned is the fastest one, so he should try it with all his strength.
Then the pure sword intention soared into the sky, and the Water-Breaking Sword was like a silver mercury, its whole body trembled slightly, and with a loud explosion, it turned into flowing silver flames and shot away through the air.
"Buzz!"
It's like the roar of a copper bell, but the light flows into the smoke and clouds, and then the Sanskrit sounds are loud, and the fireworks rise and form golden clouds.
In the flame cloud, countless runes surged, all the size of rice grains, and suddenly turned into the figure of a golden-armored god. The man of God described it vaguely and flicked it with his fingers.
There was only a crisp sound, and a flash of bright white flew out from the flame cloud. Like a kite with a broken string, it flipped several times in the air and landed in Yuan Qing's hands.
It was just after the water was cut off that it came back again, but the aura on the surface was dim and the sword body was damaged. Yuan Qing, connected with his mind, also spurted out a mouthful of bright red.
Then, the Sanskrit sounds and the golden flames were extinguished together, the gods and men disintegrated, and runes filled the sky, and the swallows burrowed into the bodies of the little beasts like they had thrown themselves into the forest.
Then, the golden light flourished and disappeared in a flash, and the little beast slowly came to the forest below, lying down with its feet curled up, its expression was sluggish, and its eyes were dim.
Besides, Yuan Qing had not yet recovered from the mental backlash. Seeing that the little beast seemed to be seriously injured, his heart moved and he was about to launch an offensive. Suddenly, a clear girl's voice came to his ears: "No more fighting, no more fighting. This princess is so exhausted!"
The young man's hand holding the sword paused for a moment, but then he concentrated on the sword, strengthened his mind, and prepared to fight again.
"Why, do you really want to kill this princess?" the girl's voice continued, but the little beast swaggered up in the smoke. Although it was still weak, it already looked arrogant.
"I'm not afraid that you will know that I have a body-protecting Immortal Taboo planted by the True Immortal Transformation in my body. With your swordsmanship, you won't be able to hurt me even if you cut me till the end of time."
"How are you doing?" Yuan Qing replied coldly, and at the same time threw a spirit-reviving pill into his mouth.
The little beast rose to the same height as Yuan Qing, held his head high, raised his lips slightly, and replied via voice transmission: "This princess sees that you are very talented, and wants to take you as a spiritual pet, and follow me in the future..."
Before he could finish his words, a bright sword light struck him head-on.
The golden light on the little beast's body flashed, and a layer of light was condensed to block it. Unexpectedly, the sword light exploded as soon as it was touched, and the sword energy collapsed like a waterfall. When the sword waterfall was exhausted, there was no sign of the young man.
Twitching his nose slightly and licking his lips, the little beast showed a hint of joy on his face, and was about to disappear into smoke when a sudden whimper came out, but the golden and white light on his body reappeared.
Not caring about anything else, he hurriedly let go of the smoke, found a hidden tree nest, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
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Liang State, bordering Suzhou.
Guyue Desert is located in the northern part of Suzhou. It has always been inaccessible, but recently it has attracted many treasure hunters. Just because there are rumors that the howls of strange beasts can be heard deep in the desert, and there is even a faint red aura, which is a rare treasure in the world!
However, after several waves of people failed to return, the fire of greed gradually extinguished. After all, no matter how good the treasure is, it is not as precious as one's own life.
Deep in the desert, in a rugged cave.
Nearly a hundred strong men, some wrapped in animal skins or half-shirtless, were all kneeling on the ground. Shockingly, they were all moon worshipers!
In front of the believers stands a tall platform one foot or two high, which is red and engraved with unknown animal patterns.
There is a man sitting on the high platform, about twenty years old, with clean face and tied hair, wearing blue clothes and big sleeves, like a frail scholar.
One of them was reporting something loudly to him, with an excited expression, but the words were completely different, all with weird syllables.
The scholar listened silently and made no other movements. He only raised a finger and the person who responded immediately exploded and died. Then, a scarlet blood bead flew up into the air and landed on his palm.
After raising his hand and swallowing the blood drop, he opened his mouth and spat out an unknown syllable.
All the moon worshippers suddenly felt as if they had received an amnesty and dispersed in a panic.
The scholar, on the other hand, closed his eyes again, and his whole body was filled with blood, which swelled and shrunk with every breath.
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Overseas, a certain continent.
In the midst of the smoke and clouds, a Taoist in plain robes was sitting upright on the mirror.
After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist opened his eyes slightly and said softly: "With his nine-spirit sword body and clear sword heart, he is really a good young man in the art of swordsmanship..."
