A hundred miles southeast of Fortress No. 9, at the entrance of a canyon...
"The two monsters fled into the canyon."
"Chase! Don't let these two demon thieves go!"
A team of eight people flew to the entrance of the valley with flying weapons and watched two foundation-building demon cultivators in black robes one kilometer away flying towards the depths of the valley.
These eight people were all wearing white robes and had the symbol of a golden crow holding a bell on their shoulders. They were obviously all official members of the Zhenfan Palace. Three of them had even reached the foundation building stage, and one of the middle-aged male cultivators had reached the foundation building stage. The middle stage of foundation building.
Although one of them looks a little childish, he is very popular and has a sense of justice in his eyes. He is Jiang Yun's sixth disciple, Long Hao.
Long Hao observed the surrounding terrain, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart. He said to the leading middle-aged male cultivator: "Brother Feng, these two people are running towards the depths of this valley without looking back. I'm worried there will be problems."
After hearing Long Hao's worries, the others looked at each other and laughed.
The middle-aged male cultivator also shook his head and said warmly: "Fellow Daoist Dragon, there is no need to worry. This group of seven people was attacked by us and only two of them escaped. The panic and confusion of the dead demon cultivators cannot be faked. You If you are not at ease, just let go of your spiritual consciousness. If there is any problem, I will retreat at any time."
"but....."
"Hurry up and chase them, don't let them escape."
Long Hao's expression changed several times and he was still hesitant, but seeing the rest of his teammates speeding up and looking eager, he could only grit his teeth and follow.
Not long after, everyone had gone several kilometers deep into the canyon, and the deeper they went in, the taller the cliffs on both sides became.
Suddenly, the two demon cultivators who had been gradually getting closer and were only half a mile away from the people in Zhenfan Hall suddenly blurred and disappeared.
At the same time, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically, and the surrounding area was shrouded in gray fog.
Everyone's expressions were very ugly. They understood that they had entered a formation arranged by others.
Everyone looked around and found that there was some Yin Qi in the mist. They quickly took out a pill to eliminate Yin Qi, put it in their mouths and slowed down their breathing.
The leading middle-aged male cultivator's face was livid, and he said with shame: "I think I, Mr. Feng, have experienced hundreds of battles. I have killed countless evil cultivators and demon cultivators. I can't believe that today, there is no young fellow Taoist Master Long who can see clearly." , this is all my fault!"
It was impossible for Long Hao not to be angry, but he also knew that no matter how much he blamed, it would not help. The most important thing now was to survive.
Long Hao looked stern and said in a deep voice: "Comrades, it's useless to regret now. It's better to think about what to do... Wait, something is coming!"
Everyone's expressions condensed and they quickly formed a formation, each offering their magical weapons to prepare spells.
They have worked together for more than a month and have formed a tacit understanding.
"~Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~Hehehehe~~hahahahaha"
I saw ghosts and ghosts starting to float nearby.
Among them, the evil ghosts in the Qi-training stage have painful and ferocious faces but can only make whining sounds, while the evil ghosts who have reached the foundation-building stage will make horrifying laughter, roars, or painful neighs.
At the same time, the surrounding gray fog gradually became thicker. As immortal cultivators, everyone's eyesight was amazing, but they could only see ten meters away. During the foundation building stage, they could only see enemies within forty or fifty meters.
Suddenly, it seemed like there was a sea of evil ghosts in all directions, and it was impossible to see the number of evil ghosts.
The monk surnamed Feng who took the lead tried to observe the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness. Soon a fine layer of sweat oozed from his head, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Everyone, please restrain your spiritual consciousness and don't spread it around. This gray mist can actually consume your spiritual consciousness. You can only use your spiritual consciousness to control the magic weapon."
Soon the fierce fight began. The three monks in the team who had perfected their qi training each took out a formation flag. The triangular light shield protected everyone within it, and the surrounding gray mist was excluded from the formation.
The others also used their own methods, and colorful spiritual lights began to flash continuously. Several magic weapons were flying up and down around them. For a time, they faced countless evil ghosts and did not fall into a disadvantage.
Long Hao still had a stern look on his face, but in vain his expression moved. A white sword light flew out from the sword box behind him, and it turned out to be a silver-white flying sword of the highest quality.
Long Hao made a seal with both hands, and the silvery white spiritual light flashed and made a buzzing sound. White sword shadows appeared around Feijian. In an instant, dozens of them appeared, and the number continued to increase.
"disease!"
With a soft drink, all the sword shadows shot like white arrows towards the area where the evil ghosts were densest, like stars raining down from the sky.
The white sword shadow seems to have a special effect on yin energy. When the sword shadow goes down, the evil ghost spirit in the qi training period dissipates and turns into a black smoke.
An evil ghost at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment stage used its bloody claws to slap away a flying knife. Suddenly, a sword shadow stabbed its chest, forming a wound. The wound was covered with a layer of white spiritual power. The evil ghost The roar of pain seems to be in great pain.
The other female evil spirit who originally smiled seductively could no longer smile after being stabbed, and turned into a shrill scream.
During the foundation-building stage, black smoke billowed from the evil ghost's wound, consuming the white color at the wound. Although the wound healed after a few breaths, the evil ghost's aura became much weaker.
Although he achieved good results, Long Hao's expression was uncomfortable and showed no trace of pride.
On the one hand, he has a stable temperament and is neither arrogant nor impetuous. On the other hand, this scene was often seen in the previous month or so of combat.
This "sword light shadow splitting technique" is the magical spell that comes with the Jade Xu Sword Jue. The special thing about this spell is that if it is cast with a magical weapon, the separated sword shadow will be attached to the magical weapon. some characteristics.
The top-quality silver-white flying sword called the True Crane Sword was given to him by his master when he was building the foundation. The main material for refining is a seven-kilogram piece of white crane steel. This is enough material to refine a magic weapon and is worth at least several thousand. Spiritual stone.
Baihegang itself has a certain restraint effect on demonic energy. After being refined into a magic weapon, it is also engraved with several powerful inscriptions, which is very powerful.
On the one hand, Long Hao was very grateful for his master's love, but on the other hand, he also wanted to prove himself and become the pride of his master.
Long Hao felt the spiritual power in his body. Although his spiritual power was still relatively abundant, he still decisively took out a pill to restore his spiritual power and drank it.
"Master said that in the face of a melee, you should perform actions to restore your spiritual power at the beginning of the battle. This can enhance your endurance."
Long Hao's words to Jiang Yun were remembered as the truth of life.
At this moment, several foundation-building evil ghosts approached from behind Long Hao, and the rest of his teammates quickly prepared several magical weapons to attack them.
Long Hao snorted coldly, and a green light flew out from the sword box and shot towards an evil ghost with the highest cultivation level. But the green light disappeared just after flying a few meters.
This evil ghost has reached the advanced stage of foundation building. He is covered in black armor, holding a foot-long blood-colored spear in his hand, with black smoke billowing from his body.
This evil ghost did not howl like other evil ghosts, but remained silent. The fierce evil spirit could be felt dozens of meters away.
The evil ghost had just used a spear to disperse a round of fire bombs. He seemed to have noticed something. He saw the gun head turning and a bloody light flashed past. There was only a "clang~~" sound, and a green light was blown away by the spear.
The green light revealed that the figure was a slender and exquisite green top-grade flying sword. After the flying sword was knocked away, it flew into the air. A shadow of the giant sword appeared around the flying sword, exuding powerful spiritual power fluctuations.
The giant sword turned around in the air and shot downwards, aiming directly at the evil ghost in the late stage of foundation building.
At the same time, Long Hao stretched out a hand, with the palm of his hand facing the direction of the evil ghost. As the spiritual power surged throughout his body, a golden magic circle with a diameter of two meters slowly appeared in front of his palm. The mysterious magic circle on the magic circle. The runes and spiritual patterns rotated slightly.
After one breath, the magic circle was completed. Long Hao's palm changed from a palm to two fingers, and countless golden spiritual swords shot out from the magic circle...
After a stick of incense.........
The gray fog in the canyon slowly dispersed, and the scenery inside began to emerge.
I saw that some of the people in Zhenfan Hall were gasping for air, and some were pale. Three of them were slightly injured, one was seriously injured, and the seriously injured person was missing an arm, looking like he was surviving the disaster.
Controlling two top-quality flying swords, one silver and one green, to fly back to the sword box from a distance, Long Hao let out a long breath.
He still has 30% of his spiritual power, which is already very good compared to others, because other teammates basically have very little spiritual power left.
Although they had broken the formation, they did not look happy at all now. Instead, their brows seemed to be covered with frost, and many of them even had despair in their eyes.
At this time, they were surrounded by thirty or forty demon cultivators, eight of whom had reached the foundation-building stage.
These demonic cultivators were all dressed in ghost spirit sect costumes, and the leader was a young male cultivator with a skinny face. His cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building.
The skinny male cultivator looked at Long Hao and others for a while and then showed a scary smile.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie! The Thousand Ghost Formation that can break through our Ghost Spirit Sect is quite capable. Well, the guys who came this time are all from the Zhenfan Palace. The heads of these guys are very valuable, and there are three of them who are in the foundation building stage. , this time we can make a small fortune!
The skinny male cultivator stood faintly in front of everyone, his handsome face full of teasing look, and his cold eyes looking at everyone, which made people shudder.
The other demonic monks laughed coldly.
One of the male cultivators said with a smile: "It's Senior Brother's idea. Let the two of us wander around the canyon with a group of cannon fodder. Once the cannon fodder is dead, we can quickly escape into the canyon."
"Thanks to the amazing speed of the top-quality flying swords lent to us by Senior Brother, otherwise we would not have been able to escape successfully!" Another male cultivator continued.
These two people were clearly the two foundation-building demon cultivators who had escaped before.
A female cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment wearing a black dress with dark eyes said with a smile: "These guys have lost their spiritual power, and they are blocked deep in the canyon with nowhere to run!"
The female cultivator looked at Long Hao and others, her expression became cold in vain, she opened her mouth full of fangs, and said in a cold tone:
"Our Ghost Spirit Sect pays attention to courtesy first and then attack, so we will give you a chance to commit suicide and destroy your soul. We will give you five breaths in total to think about it!"
"You must also know that the soul can be used in many ways if it falls into our hands!"
After hearing the female cultivator's words, Long Hao and others looked extremely ugly.
Soon a monk seemed to recognize the skinny male monk, and his face turned pale and bitter.
"That is the vampire Yun Jiu'an, who is ninth on the list, with a late-stage foundation-building cultivation. I heard that he once faced two late-stage foundation-building monks from Tianque Castle, killing one and seriously injuring the other! But he was unscathed."
This man's words were filled with despair.
Everyone in Zhenfan Hall felt suffocated when they heard this.
The strength of a foundation-building strongman with such a high bounty ranking is extremely terrifying. It really doesn't take much effort to kill ordinary monks in the early and middle stages of foundation-building.
Except for the two leaders, the rest of the demon team began to look at each other and make arrogant remarks.
The words of some of the demons who were in the Qi training period were even more disgusting.
"Uncle Master Yun is so powerful that it is your destiny to die at the hands of Master Yun!"
"If you don't just surrender, do you want to learn from Uncle Yun's supreme magical power?"
"Gah ga ga, that female cultivator is pretty good, brothers captured her and gave her to Uncle Yun to make a furnace!"
Those who didn't know this flattery thought it was an elder from the Danjie stage who had taken action.
However, these younger brothers still have the last bit of intelligence left, and no fool says that there is no need for Uncle Yun to take action.
Because they know that these Zhenfan Temple monks are more difficult to deal with. If the other party can really catch them without any help, then their younger brothers will not have to die or be injured.
Perhaps he had been affected by hearing too much flattery recently, but the skinny monk also showed a little smugness on his face and said:
"You have some knowledge, so I'll spare your life and become my slave under the ban on life and death! As for the furnace..."
"No, no! Yunlang is my concubine, Anlang can't touch other women!"
Before the skinny male cultivator finished speaking, a soft and ethereal female voice came from the male cultivator.
I saw a woman in a bloody wedding dress emerging from behind the male cultivator, holding her hands on the male cultivator's shoulders, and a stunning little face resting on the male cultivator's right shoulder, showing an aggrieved expression, looking pitiful. .
The woman's hands, face, neck, collarbone, and the soft parts exposed in her wedding dress were all extremely white and looked breakable.
But everyone in the Zhenfan Hall took a step back, because the woman's eye sockets were so dark that the whites and eyeballs could not be seen at all. It was obviously some kind of evil thing.
The demonic monks around him felt a chill on their backs when they saw the woman, and calmly stayed away from the male cultivator. Especially the disciple who just proposed the furnace was trembling.
After hearing the woman's words, the skinny male cultivator showed an affectionate look and said in a doting tone:
"Good Yan'er, my husband naturally only loves you, so why would he touch other women? Today, my husband will let you eat your fill!"
Long Hao and others carefully observed and found that the woman in a bloody wedding dress was a special kind of evil spirit. Her whole body exuded a smelly blood spiritual power, and her cultivation had reached the terrifying state of perfecting the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The woman in wedding clothes flirted with the skinny man for a while and then looked at Long Hao and others. After seeing Long Hao, she seemed to recognize something and whispered something in the male cultivator's ear.
The skinny man was stunned for a moment after mentioning it, with a look of ecstasy on his face and an ecstatic laugh.
"Jiejiejie~~, look what we found? It's the Tianlinggen boy who has issued a special reward in recent days!"
"Although he didn't make it to the top 50 list, the bounty for a mere rookie in the early stages of foundation building is actually equivalent to that of the fifth-ranked expert. He really made a fortune!"
The rest of the people also had expressions of ecstasy on their faces, and even those who were in the Qi training period were in a very good mood.
Because they knew that although Senior Brother Yun and other Senior Uncles in the Foundation Establishment Stage would share more than 90% of the bounty, giving them some soup would still be a windfall!
The black-robed female cultivator said excitedly: "Senior Brother Yun, please don't kill him. The sect has spoken out and as long as someone can capture him alive, he will be rewarded with 10,000 meritorious deeds and a Yin Ling Dan secretly passed down by the sect. That can increase For a treasure with a 20% chance of forming a core, the output within the sect within a hundred years is only a few."
"I guess someone above is looking for a good body to seize the body. The fact that we caught this person today is really the blessing of our ancestors!"
.............................
Although he was facing a desperate situation at the moment, Long Hao did not regret coming to Jinguyuan.
After he successfully built the foundation three months ago, his wife gave him a top-quality magic weapon sword box and a top-quality silver-white flying sword.
According to the master's wife, the two top-quality magic weapons were prepared by the master and placed with her before he went to the battlefield. They would be handed over to him after he established the foundation so that he could use them easily.
Long Hao was very moved, but remembering that his master said he didn't like pretentious people, he could only accept the magic weapon with emotion and vowed to work hard to practice in the future to repay the great kindness of his master and his wife.
After refining the magic weapon, he thought about the blood feud between his family and the devil, so he proposed to his mistress Xuejian that he wanted to join the war on the front line, but his mistress naturally disagreed.
So he sneaked out directly and took the medium-sized flying boat sent by the sect to deliver supplies to Jinguyuan.
After arriving here, he naturally went to visit his master Jiang Yun first. He thought that the master would scold him, but instead of being angry, the master smiled all over his face and gently told him to pay attention to his safety.
He was given several talismans and a yellow orb, saying it was a protective treasure. The orb could be used without any sacrifice, and he was told to hang it on his chest and let him go.
Long Hao didn't take it seriously, thinking it was some kind of magical weapon that automatically protected the body.
He was about to start slaying demons and defending the Tao later on. Long Hao was really excited, but he was not a reckless man. On the contrary, he was very clever.
He believed that when he came to Jinguyuan for the first time, he naturally had to familiarize himself with the situation and terrain. Therefore, he joined a team that suppressed Fandian.
As Jiang Yun's direct disciple, Long Hao had already gone through the official membership procedures of Zhenfan Palace, so he easily joined the team.
In addition to his three foundation-building monks in the team, there were still several Qi-training periods left and they were not weak players. The subsequent battle went very smoothly.
In order to live up to his master's trust in him, Long Hao must work hard to kill the enemy!
I hope to make my master proud with my hard work and achievements. I have been fighting like this for more than a month, until today...
Facing the enemy in front of them, Long Hao and his teammates knew in their hearts that they would definitely not win, but none of them flinched.
Long Hao's eyes were still sharp, like a sharp sword. He began to use his spiritual power to gather the power of his consciousness. Although his spiritual power was insufficient, his overall aura began to rise.
The two top-quality flying swords in the sword box seemed to be buzzing with the owner's thoughts, and they looked like they couldn't wait to fly out of the box to kill the enemy.
At this moment, Long Hao thought of his family's expectations, his stern master who cared about him, and his gentle master who beat him badly...
"Master, Master, clan members, I may die here today, but I will not embarrass you!"
Long Hao's energy and energy had reached its peak at this moment, and he vowed to fight the devil to the end.
"Do it! Remember! Don't kill the boy from Tianlinggen"
"Formation!"
The leaders of both sides gave an order, and both sides sacrificed their magic weapons and talismans, and dozens of colorful spiritual lights attacked each other.
Long Hao kept in mind his master's teachings that the most important thing in a melee was not to show off but to save his life first, so he first took out two white high-level defensive talismans from his storage bag.
These two talismans were given by the master. The master did not tell him the names of the talismans. He only cared about the sword in his hand and did not care about the way of the talismans, so he did not recognize the talismans.
But the master said that the defensive effect of this talisman is very good when facing demonic cultivators, and the master's words are not wrong.
The two-foot-long talisman flashed with white light, and countless white auras swirled around the body, like a flowing white shield.
As soon as a skeleton exuding black mist approached Long Hao, several white auras spread out from its body to scatter it.
Long Hao was surprised by the effect of the talisman and at the same time he was happy. He could let go and concentrate on controlling the flying sword.
"disease!"
Following Long Hao's soft drink, a sharp sword intent rose up, and a ray of silver light flashed across the battlefield like a shooting star.
A demon cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was releasing a black magic weapon with a wild smile, but his expression suddenly froze, and then the whole person fell towards the ground, and his head was separated on the way.
The silver light shuttled between the spells and weapons of both sides like a swimming fish, killing three people again in an instant. One of them even released a spiritual shield, but it still couldn't save his life.
But after the spiritual shield blocked the silver-white light, the body finally appeared. It turned out to be a silver-white flying sword.
At this moment, Long Hao felt that he was the flying sword, and the flying sword was himself, as if his consciousness was attached to the flying sword.
Soon Long Hao realized that he had to capture the key person, and the silver flying sword once again turned into a silver light and shot out. The silver light trembled slightly in the middle and turned into eight silver lights that spread out. It was impossible to tell which one was the one. ontology.
Eight rays of silver light were seen attacking Yun Jiu'an from all directions and at the same time, a shadow also quietly approached Yun Jiu'an's back.
"Succeeded!" Long Hao couldn't help but be happy. As long as Yun Jiuan can be killed, everyone has hope of survival.
Yun Jiuan just looked at Long Hao coldly, seemingly not paying attention to the attacks around him.
At this time, the female evil ghost behind the male cultivator chuckled softly, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the female evil ghost's body and turned into a bloody mist that enveloped Yun Jiu'an.
But this thin layer of blood mist actually blocked the silver light easily. After the eight silver lights entered the blood mist, they almost stopped moving as if they were stuck in a mud pit, revealing eight silver flying swords.
At the same time, a pure white hand from the depths of the female evil spirit grabbed the void behind her.
The scene that followed made Long Hao, who was originally slightly happy, change his face drastically.
The female evil ghost's hand turned sticky blood-red, and a green light suddenly flashed between her fingers. With a buzzing sound, a green flying sword suddenly appeared in the female ghost's hand.
The flying sword was shaking with green aura, but the female ghost's slender arms did not move at all like iron pliers grabbing a fish.
When Long Hao saw this scene, a slightly hoarse voice came out of his mouth.
"Damn monster!"
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