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Chapter 112 Sword Might(1/2)

Chapter 112 Sword Power

Author: walking in the dark

Chapter 112 Sword Power

The bright moon and the stars are embedded in the black night sky, boundless, and the light they cast is magnificent.

Hailu Island floats quietly on the sea. Compared with the sea, it is too small.

The sound of the surrounding waves crashing against the stone shore was constant, crashing and crashing, accompanied by the sound of the sea breeze.

He Qing looked at the native. He felt something was wrong. Why did he encounter this native as soon as he came out? He couldn't avoid it.

Not far away, Liu Qing was indeed hiding in the dark.

He was still thinking about killing He Qing. He had indeed lured these natives here.

‘As long as we have a grudge, we are an enemy, and only killing him can make me feel at ease.’ Liu Qing thought in her heart.

He was such a person, even though killing him might cause more trouble.

But not killing always made him feel like there was a thorn in his heart that could not be healed, making him upset.

Liu Qing felt that He Qing, who was not far away, glanced at him, as if he had discovered something.

His heart skipped a beat.

This person's inspiration is really sharp.

The more this happened, the more the killing intent in his heart boiled.

Could it be that he, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, can't even handle a Qi refining stage?

Liu Qing left, he was going to the next place.

He Qing was holding a purple electric sword. Although these natives had some cultivation techniques, they were all crude and crude.

Moreover, this method should also be inherited from the island. Their practice may not be as good as that of the casual cultivators in the mainland.

Tang Mingyu was wearing a black dress, rising and falling gracefully under the starlight, her figure swaying, with an inexplicable sense of beauty that made people feel like she was a fairy or a fairy, showing her most beautiful appearance.

The native stood still for an instant, looking at Tang Mingyu in confusion.

Even the giant wolf phantom stopped moving.

"Cut the waves!"

The purple sword light flashed, containing explosive lightning. Almost instantly, the sword light appeared on the native.

There was a flash of bright silver light, and the giant wolf woke up at the critical moment and gathered into a group to protect it.

However, the sword light went straight through his throat and penetrated through the back of his head.

The remaining sword light created a huge crack in the ground and chopped a house into pieces.

There is dust everywhere in the air, falling on the dust in the magnificent starlight.

Tang Mingyu looked at He Qing's back. Even though she had seen He Qing kill several foundation-building cultivators before, she was still a little surprised when she saw it again.

From ancient times to the present, there have been very few people who can kill and build foundations by refining Qi, and all of them are geniuses.

He Qing looked at the giant wolf tattoo on the native's body.

He felt that this indigenous tribe should also have a special way of building foundations.

Maybe he should get it, it should be a kind of inheritance, and it may be omitted from the Jindan Sect.

"Liu Qing." He Qing muttered.

This person is like a wild beast hiding in the forest, and you don't know when it will pounce.

If this person is not dealt with, He Qing will be in trouble.

He immediately used his secret technique to leak most of his breath, pretending to be depressed.

He even smeared the blood on the ground on his body.

Show the enemy that you are weak and then attack him unprepared.

"Senior Sister Tang, Liu Qing is eyeing us, we must be prepared," He Qing said.

Tang Mingyu nodded solemnly.

"I may only be able to confuse him for a moment." She said after thinking for a while.

The Heavenly Demon Dance is also an unusual method with a long tradition. It is the only soul secret technique that the Zixiao Sect can master.

"That's enough."

As long as you seize that moment, you can have a huge advantage, even if you kill this person, it is not necessary.

From a distance, Liu Qing looked here.

"Is it over? Could it be that this person used the secret treasure given by the sect?"

He had left early and didn't know that He Qing had killed two foundation-building casual cultivators.

Liu Qing killed casual cultivators when he saw them, but no one provided him with information.

He Qing thought to himself that he had gained a lot of good things when he came to this dilapidated Jindan Sect ruins.

There are seven second-level spiritual objects.

If we were to wait in Hanhai City, it might take several years.

But it’s not over yet, you can still search for more things.

He Qing came to the Alchemy Palace, where there were many useless elixirs left, and not a single one of them was spiritual.

A monk picked up a jade bottle and took a look at it, then immediately threw it down in disgust.

This useless elixir has little benefit to the human body, but it is quite poisonous. The original spiritual substances are like mold and have turned into poison.

He Qing didn't care that there were so many, he waved his sleeves and took them all away.

Fu Dian did the same thing. He waved his sleeves and took them away.

He Qing stopped when he came to Lingzhi Garden.

"Senior Sister Tang, be careful, we are about to fall into an urn." He Qing's spiritual consciousness said.

He could feel that a large formation had been set up here.

He Qing gently touched a first-level top-quality formation and obtained the item information.

It has only one effect, to shield the breath.

His face was cold, but he was thinking in his heart that Liu Qing was really well prepared, and he must have killed many well-connected people.

The world of immortality is extremely cruel, and no matter how high your background is, you may die suddenly.

However, this is how things are in the world. Only by persevering in various crises and making progress every time can you go further in the end.

It's just a big formation that shields the breath.

In the Lingzhi Garden, Liu Qing looked at He Qing.

He Qing was now covered in blood, his clothes were torn, his breath was extremely weak, and he seemed to be injured.

Liu Qing's eyes flickered, and he was a little suspicious.

But in the blink of an eye, he put aside this doubt. He was just a Qi Refining Stage disciple, and it was normal for him to get injured in such a place with so many foundations.

And now Su Qijun is being led away by an unknown enemy. If he doesn't take action now, it will be much later.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The moment He Qing walked into the Lingzhi Garden, it suddenly became foggy.

The white mist filled the air, not only covering the sight, but also covering up all spiritual senses and consciousness.

He Qing could only see the dilapidated garden, with many withered plants in it.

Even one of the fruit trees in the center was shining with spiritual light, and was surrounded by a large array of guards.

There were several corpses on the ground, including even a foundation-building monk.

Liu Qing is in the middle stage of foundation building, and facing the casual foundation building, he is suppressed in all directions.

What's more, he is good at plotting and doing disgraceful things, almost always taking advantage of chaos to make sneak attacks.

He Qing squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly with his fingers, and all the energy and energy in his body began to gather, preparing to activate the spiritual thunder possessed state.

Today's spiritual thunder possession has changed, and the thunder species has been completely integrated into the body. At this stage, He Qing will gain complete control over the body.

The flow of mana, the construction of spell structures, and even the output value of mana have all changed, and everything is being optimized.

The mist filled the air, and the sword light with the roar of the tiger flew out of the white mist, truly like a ferocious tiger monster that chose people to eat.

The sword light was very sharp, three feet long, and an obvious mark appeared in the void, coming from the sky.

Whoosh!

The purple electric sword is unsheathed.

In an instant, He Qing entered a state of spiritual thunder possession.
To be continued...
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