"Hold on to this piece of jade." Zhao Zhizu threw a piece of pure white jade pendant to Meng Yu.
Meng Yu caught the jade pendant and looked through it curiously.
This jade pendant is engraved with a small sword of cold light, and the small sword is still emitting a faint light.
"Get up!" Before Meng Yu could react, his body flew into the air involuntarily!
Phew! Two rays of cold light flew quickly to the west.
I...fuck!
Sword flying!
Put your feet in the air and fly like lightning!
Fortunately, I don’t have a fear of heights!
Xiaoyao sword control!
It's really handsome!
A thin layer of white light enveloped Meng Yu's figure.
It was the power emanating from that jade pendant that formed a protective film.
Meng Yu stood on a cold light flying sword, and his figure was not blown at all by the strong wind in the sky!
Flying dozens of feet in the air, Meng Yu couldn't help but have a look of envy in his eyes.
"The Thunder Flying Sword I passed on to you can also fly in the air." Zhao Zhizu understood Meng Yu's mood at this moment very well.
Back then, when he flew with a sword for the first time, he was equally excited, excited and yearning.
At that time, the master still took him to control the sword.
After he mastered the sword, his excitement became more and more dull.
Now, he is flying with his sword without any disturbance in his mood.
I have long been accustomed to it.
Just like eating and drinking, there is no way to get excited.
"Master Inspector, at what level can you fly with a sword?" Meng Yu couldn't help but ask.
How many humans yearn for the high-altitude flight of birds, and Meng Yu is no exception.
What's more, flying with a sword is so doraemon!
Being handsome is a lifelong thing.
"Generally speaking, only those in the fifth realm can fly with a sword." Zhao Zhizu smiled slightly.
"But there are exceptions."
"The most important thing about flying with a sword lies in the word 'roy'."
"As long as the soul has grown to the point of a divine soul, it can use the divine soul to control objects, and then it can control a sword."
"In general spiritual cultivation, one can only cultivate the soul after reaching the fifth level."
"But you are different. The Taoist sect has many secret methods for cultivating the soul."
"Senior Ma is a Taoist master. You only need to beg her and she will definitely teach it to you."
"In my estimation, you may be able to fly with a sword in the fourth or even third realm."
Uh... This is embarrassing!
That Senior Ma is Meng Yu himself... There is no way to cultivate the soul.
But Meng Yu wasn't too anxious.
He is still far away from the third and fourth realms. Even if his soul is strong, it will be useless without spiritual power.
Sword flying can only be performed by the combination of soul and spiritual power.
The two of them flew in the air with swords for more than two quarters of an hour.
"Master Inspector, where are we going? Shouldn't the county government be in the north?" Meng Yu asked in surprise.
He wanted to ask about this just now.
Going to the theater? What show are you watching?
"Don't worry! We'll be there soon!" Zhao Zhizu was still playing riddles.
The two flew for more than a quarter of an hour.
Finally, Zhao Zhizu and Meng Yu landed on a mountain dozens of feet high.
The tops of the mountain peaks are all covered with boulders and there are very few trees and weeds.
"A glimpse of sword light...condensation!" Zhao Zhizu waved his hands quickly, and dozens of flying swords with cold light flew out from behind him!
Whoosh!
More than a dozen flying swords with cold light landed five feet in front of Zhao Zhizu.
Swirling around!
The circular sword shadow turns faster and faster!
"This is it!" Meng Yu looked at the circular sword shadow in surprise!
Within a few breaths, the sword shadow actually condensed into a screen of light!
Within the light curtain, a black shadow can be seen!
This dark shadow is clearly the young man in black who killed the remnant god of the rebel pavilion!
"Is this holographic projection? Or remote monitoring!" Meng Yu understood clearly.
The young man in black in the light curtain is looking ahead with a solemn expression!
In front, there is a black crane silhouette two or three feet tall!
"It's a pity that only shadows can be seen in the glancing sword light...and no sound can be heard." Zhao Zhizu had a depressed look on his face.
"This is a big show!"
"Some time ago, I got a drop of the blood of a mythical creature in the Mountain of Beasts."
"So I devised a plan to use the blood of mythical creatures as bait."
"Let the demon god from Baishou Mountain attack the remnant god who killed Fange!"
"That black crane should be the Demon God of Hundred Beasts Mountain."
"What we are watching now is a dog-eat-dog drama!"
Very good!
This young man in black was originally Meng Yu’s biggest enemy.
He was having a hard time, so Meng Yu was naturally happy.
"It's best to kill this guy!" Meng Yu stared closely at the figure of the young man in black in the light curtain.
"Don't worry!" Zhao Zhizu said with a smile.
"As long as they fight to the death, both of us will suffer losses, and our top masters from the Demon Slayer Division will step in to clean up the mess!"
"What about slaying the remnant god of the rebel pavilion! What about the demon god of Hundred Beasts Mountain!"
"All will die!"
Meng Yu was overjoyed: "What a plan!"
"Killing someone with a borrowed knife and profiting from it!"
"Kill quickly!"
The boy in black stared closely at the giant crane in front of him.
"Hundred Beasts Mountain... Demon God?" He was not sure about the origin of the other party.
Judging by the breath alone, the opponent is at least the seventh realm or above!
"Stupid guy, give me back my blood!" Juhe made a strange human voice.
"Then I'll compensate you with ten drops of blood, and we'll be done with it!"
The young man in black thought to himself that he was indeed the devil from the Mountain of Beasts.
"Your Excellency, you are a little too arrogant, aren't you?"
"You and I are both in the seventh realm and have similar cultivation levels. Why should I give you ten drops of blood as compensation?"
"Quack, quack, quack!" The giant crane made a strange laugh like a duck.
"Based on your incomplete cultivation? How dare you compare with me?"
"Remnant God...Remnant God...are just defective gods mass-produced by Zhufan Pavilion!"
"There is a big gap between you and the real gods and demons!"
"Besides, you all have brain problems and are so stupid!"
"Then Zhao Zhizu specially handed over his blood to you because he wanted you to fight with me and both sides would lose!"
"The master of the Demon-Slaying Division is lurking nearby, and a fisherman will profit from it!"
"Do you know that at this time, two masters of the seventh level of the Demon Slaying Division have arrived in Shaolin County!"
The face of the boy in black changed dramatically!
Only then did he realize the problem.
No wonder Zhao Zhizu would give him the blood of the mythical creature so easily!
It turns out that this is all a setup!
If he really fights to the death with the demon in front of him, the two seventh level demon slayers will definitely join forces to kill him on the spot!
The reason is very simple. He made a big fuss at the Demon Slayer Division in Shaolin County. The Demon Slayer Division held a grudge in his heart, so Zhao Zhizu would set up such a vicious plan!
"I'll give you the blood! But it's impossible to get ten drops of my blood!" The young man in black threw the colorful jade bottle directly to the giant crane.
This jade bottle was also given to him by Zhao Zhizu, and it contained the drops of blood obtained from the Hundred Beasts Mountain.
"The worst we can do is fight to the death! By then, both you and I may die under the masters of the Demon Slayer Division!" A trace of ruthlessness appeared on the face of the young man in black.
Every drop of the blood of mythical creatures contains extraordinary power, and it is also the essence of gods and demons.
Without ten drops of blood, the black-clothed boy's cultivation level has weakened by at least half a percent!
