Three days later, in a dark cave, a young man dressed in white sat with his eyes closed, green light and silver glowing on his body, mysterious and beautiful.

Gradually, the green light dimmed, receding to the chest like a tide, turning into a green talisman, floating slowly, and then the fire light disappeared in a few breaths.

Then the silver light flourished, then disappeared suddenly. The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and the divine light was exposed, like the light of a sword suddenly appearing. He stood up and walked outside the cave, looking at the stretching mountains and the long white clouds. He wanted to swing his sword Qingming and look up to the sky.

Howl!

He reached for his waist, wanting to take off the gourd and take a drink. Suddenly his heart moved, and his hand on the gourd paused. After a moment of thought, he turned over his hand and took out a small earthenware altar, opened the mud seal, and tilted it gently.

The mouth of the altar is slowly sprinkled from left to right.

The beige wine gurgled out, splashing a little bit of mud, then fell down and returned to the earth. Yuan Qing looked calm and didn't say a word.

After pouring out most of the wine, the young man picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp. The wine was spicy and bitter, staining his clothes and belt, and the clear light shimmered, disappearing invisible.

With a "Chu" sound, the clay pot shattered. A gentle breeze passed by, rustling the leaves in the forest, dancing in the shadows of the trees, and the floating clouds gathering and dispersing. The young man waved his big sleeves, turned around and walked into the cave. He calmly held his breath, held Yuan Shouyi in his arms, and felt all over his body.

The silver light is brilliant, gradually entering the state of selflessness, and I don't know the time.

At the same time, in the tiger's den dozens of miles away, the little beast huddled up and nestled on a low stone platform. It was covered with a layer of pale golden light, and several soft animal skins were spread under it.

The white tiger is lying under the stone platform, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he is in a false sleep, but his ears are high and his steel tail is still swinging from time to time.

Outside the cave, tigers and wolves were waiting around, several feet apart, each resting. A little further away, two large and colorful tigers were pacing back and forth, looking at the cave with a mixture of fear, yearning, and deep greed.

In the end, fear prevailed, and the two demons roared, lying on the ground, looking at the vast night with a dejected look on their faces.

A few hours later, when the sky was dim and the new moon was rising, a rumbling roar of beasts suddenly came from the cave, like a thunderous explosion. The demons all felt their muscles and bones go soft when they heard it, and they fell to the ground, their whole bodies shaking like chaff.

Then, the little beast walked out of the cave and stretched its body. The golden light around its body was still shining, as if it were a god in the world.

"Meow~"

Upon hearing the sound, the white tiger immediately took a few steps forward and roared several times at the group of monsters, who then scattered into the forest and disappeared without a trace.

The little beast seemed to be in a good mood. He jumped onto a large protruding rock in a few steps, half-crouched and looked at the sky, with the silvery moon reflected in his pale gold eyes.

Slowly, the silver moon changed, like the light of a sword flickering. The fur on the little beast's body suddenly grew, and the golden light in its eyes surged with murderous intent. It raised its paws and slapped the void several times before giving up.

After venting his anger, he seemed sleepy again and opened his mouth to yawn. The white tiger walked to his side knowingly, lowered his head and lay down. The little beast jumped lightly, jumped on top of the white tiger's head, rubbed it from side to side, and fell into a deep sleep.

The white tiger stood up slowly, walked slowly and disappeared into the shadows.

More than ten days later, in a dark cave.

Suddenly there was a sword sound, like the clash of metal and stone. The sound was clear, distant, melodious and graceful, rising up layer by layer. Suddenly it was five rounds, high and loud, and it lingered for a long time.

At that time, with a sword, the young man's mind was pure, and his spirit and energy were unified, which had a certain meaning of "I will leave alone despite the thousands of people".

As soon as the sword was drawn, his thoughts were extremely clear, and he felt that this is what a good man is born to do. He actually understood the true meaning of bravery and diligence. At that moment, the sword intention was blazing, the sword energy was boiling, the fire in the five internal organs was strong, the sword embryo was full of cracks, and it could break at any time.

territory.

However, he was seriously injured and surrounded by a group of monsters, so he could only forcefully suppress him, escape first, and then make plans.

After recovering from his injuries, he soothed the souls of the deceased with turbid wine and made peace with the secret oath in his heart. The young man worked hard and the fifth water refining was completed.

Nowadays, the sword embryo is only about an inch in size, and only the spine of the sword can still be discerned in shape. However, the sword intention is becoming more and more pure, the sword energy is abundant, flowing smoothly, and the sword light is sharper.

Yuan Qing walked out of the cave, waved his hand, and the invisible crystal wall was broken, and several small dark blue flags were put into his sleeves like tired birds returning to their nests.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his sword and turned it into a dazzling silver light that spanned the sky. Then he looked up to the sky and roared, rolling like a tide, and the sound spread for more than ten miles.

Then, the sword light fell straight down the mountain forest, and the young man's figure gradually faded and dispersed with the wind.

In the forest clearing, a group of sika deer were eating leisurely with their heads lowered. The sunlight penetrated through the dense canopy, casting slender beams of light and large shadows.

In the shadows, there are four or five wild wolves with long scarlet tongues and bloodthirsty fangs lurking around the deer. Among them is an eight-foot demon wolf with twinkling eyes, ready to move.

Suddenly there was a roaring sound, and the deer were frightened and scattered. The wolves were caught off guard and hurriedly rushed out. After a chase, they only captured two lone cubs.

Uncharacteristically, the demon wolf did not step forward to enjoy its prey, but instead let out a shrill howl. The wolves did not know why, but they also howled along with it.

Not long after, there was a cry in the distance, and there was a roar of a tiger in the distance. For a moment, it was like a group of monsters rioting, and the forest was full of beast roars.

A few hours later, there was a loud rumbling sound, and a nearly four-foot-tall gray-armored rhinoceros rushed all the way. The trees along the way fell like grass. It was followed by tigers and wolves, all three-foot-tall, and there were more than ten of them.

The white shadow flashed, and the little beast landed on top of the rhinoceros, standing high and majestic.

The demon wolf has been waiting on the spot. At this time, under the gaze of so many "big demons", its limbs have already become limp, its tail is tucked under its head, and it is lying on the ground, whimpering incessantly.

The white tiger jumped out of the crowd and roared at the demon wolf several times. The latter immediately stood up and ran forward as if fleeing for its life. The demons stayed where they were, and after about a stick of incense, they calmly

Keep up.

After Yuan Qing let out a whistle, he fled into the nearby pine forest. After a lot of work, he cut off the aura around him and hid in a tree hole. At the same time, his consciousness was wide open, covering a four-mile radius.

Gradually, a first-level wolf demon entered the boundary of its spiritual consciousness, sniffing left and right, looking cautiously, and looking back from time to time.

The young man smiled slightly and stood still. Sure enough, after burning the incense, he saw a group of beasts, all of which were level four monsters.

After several magic spells were played, clouds and mist gradually appeared, the transparent light mask flashed away, and the pine forest was suddenly filled with mist.

The demons noticed that there was a change, but instead of retreating, they became more ferocious, grinding their teeth and rubbing their palms one by one, impatient. The little beast also became interested in an instant, and with a meow, the demons attacked in response, using various methods against the pine wood.

It seemed like the entire pine forest was about to be razed to the ground.

Yuan Qing walked out of the tree hole. When he saw this, he frowned slightly and made seals with his hands. His figure gradually faded and merged with the clouds. He disappeared as soon as he moved.

After a while, half of the pine forest was destroyed, and the monsters became farther and farther away from each other.

Yuan Qing hid in the dark, took out a small animal skin bag, loosened the mouth of the bag slightly, shook it slightly, and a puff of light yellow smoke spurted out from the bag, and the scent of rosin suddenly overflowed. Then, the young man's figure flashed, like a ghost

Like floating towards the monsters.

The next moment, the bright sword light flashed away. When the demons arrived, there was only a headless demon corpse and beast blood all over the ground. There was a strong pine scent in the air, and there was nothing else.

For several days in a row, the sound of roaring swords and beasts was heard from time to time. But at some point, wisps of black smoke floated in the mist, and the faint sound of ghosts crying could still be heard. At this time, I could identify my location by listening to the sound.

Most of them are misplaced; looking for traces along the way, they end up going in circles.

The monsters are trapped in the formation, unable to see the light of day, and one monster will be killed every day. At first, they will be angry and wreak havoc with their fangs and claws, trying to force out their whereabouts; as the number of losses increases, they become fearful.

The heart is getting stronger.

I also tried to break the formation with brute force, but the crystal barrier was extremely tough. Every time it was about to be broken, green light would rise again, but it would return to its original state after a few breaths.

Unable to advance or retreat, the monsters finally stopped wasting their energy and stood still, recharging their energy and waiting for the coming enemy.

After a few days, the forest returned to silence, and the rosin was mixed with a faint smell of blood.

In the center of the ruins, the white tiger surrounded the little beast, looking around cautiously. On the edge of the ruins, the giant rhinoceros fell to the ground, the beast's head was missing, and the demon blood was still gurgling out.

One day later, the smoke disappeared, and the sun shone on this land again for the first time in a long time. I saw huge monster corpses everywhere, some even only a few feet apart.

A young man in white clothes slowly walked out of the forest with a long sword in his hand. His eyes were clear and he looked at the last two demons without any killing intent.

"I wonder if you can understand human language? I want to sacrifice innocent people with demon blood to sharpen my sword. Do you dare to fight me head-on?"

The little beast moved its ears, as if it understood, and hummed twice. The white tiger responded and faced the young man from a distance.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the white tiger took the lead in attacking. It raised its claws and waved out five bright white claw lights, and sprayed out a platinum light beam from its mouth. Then the wind blew on its four legs and it roared towards Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing calmly swung his sword, and the shadow of the sword turned into a giant sword of silver light and slashed towards the claws. Then he raised his sword, transformed into a huge crystal sword, held up the flowing tail flame, and slashed towards the beam of light.

"Dang", the lightsabers' claws intersected, not giving in an inch, but unable to do anything to each other. With a "bang", they disappeared into the void at the same time.

The huge sword ignited with scorching flames, cutting the beam of light into two halves with the force of breaking the bamboo. The force became even stronger, and it turned towards the tiger demon's body.

Bai Hu had expected this move, and he immediately flashed his body, trying to distance himself from the giant sword. At the same time, his claws kept shining, and the bit of platinum light in his mouth became more and more dazzling.

With a thought in his mind, Yuan Qing moved the heart of the transparent sword, and a small silhouette of a small silver sword emerged from his body, instantly becoming one with the giant sword.

With a clear cry, its speed suddenly increased by three points, it penetrated all obstacles in one fell swoop, chased to the demon tiger, and beheaded it.

A fierce look flashed in Bai Hu's eyes, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of platinum light like a long blade, hitting the sword's edge.

Suddenly a roaring sound filled the sky, and then air waves rolled, sawdust flew, and smoke rose everywhere.

When the dust settled, they were on opposite sides of the sky, more than ten feet apart: the boy was tall and straight, with a clear light all over his body, floating in front of him without water, and the silver light had not receded; the white tiger was lying on the ground, with a fierce look on his back, and a wound about a foot deep on his back.

, which is more than ten feet long and almost bisects it.

Yuan Qing glanced at the little beast coldly, and with a thought in his mind, he cut off the silver light and was about to strike a fatal blow and kill it with a sword.

Suddenly, a majestic spiritual pressure appeared on the horizon, and then a demonic aura surged into the sky, like the roaring waves of an angry sea. A five-foot-long giant tiger was seen riding the wind and coming from the air.

With the huge force added to his body, Yuan Qing was instantly bound to the spot. The silver light around his body surged, and his sword intent soared into the sky. He tried his best to compete with it. Under the guidance of his spiritual sense, he gathered all the remaining sword energy in his body and suddenly turned into a crystal light giant sword, slashing

With great strength, he flew towards the pine forest without looking back.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar reached the sky and the earth. He raised his claws and pressed down, and palm prints several feet in size fell from the sky. The two large formations of Liuyang Renshui and Musheng along with their array weapons were wiped out in a snap of their fingers.

The giant tiger arrived in an instant, and after confirming that the little beast was fine, it chased directly towards Yuan Qing, turning a blind eye to its fellow humans on the ground.

The little beast moved and jumped on top of the giant tiger, leaving the white tiger alone. The corner of the latter's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was unhappy, but it never broke out.

As the giant tiger leaped forward, the two demons disappeared in an instant.

Deep in the dense forest, next to the cave.

Yuan Qing held the talisman in his hand, concentrated on it, and muttered words in his mouth. A layer of light golden light was shining brightly on the outside, with bursts of Sanskrit sounds on it, and runes the size of rice grains were looming.

The giant tiger came here with the little beast, and without saying a word, he slapped it with his palm.

The light film Sanskrit chants were loud, and the runes the size of rice grains also increased to the size of disks, and they took the blow forcefully.

Suddenly, a huge spiritual pressure shot up into the sky, and the talisman turned into a bright spiritual light, swept up the young man, and flew away through the air. He was suddenly a hundred miles away.

When the giant tiger saw this, he became angry. A white light flashed from his body, the Sanskrit sound stopped abruptly, and the light film shattered like porcelain. Then there was a "click" and several small golden flags folded in half.
Chapter completed!