Yan Shu stood on a reef in an unknown sea in the East China Sea, surrounded by many messy corpses, and the broken limbs and bones made the sea water red. In front of him, three monks from Jiedan sacrificed magic weapons and aimed at him from afar.
Yan Shu took out the wine bag and drank three big mouthfuls in his mouth.
The clear wine flowed from his beard to his Adam's apple. Senior Brother Yan's Adam's apple was wriggling and he felt very happy.
Although the three people standing in front of him were obviously hostile, they did not dare to take this opportunity and just protected their magic weapons.
One of the black-clad cultivators shouted: "Yan Shu, you have killed so many of us. I have six sworn brothers, and you have killed five of them. You dare to offend the Dragon Palace, and overseas Buddhists hate you even more. Therefore, we, those of you, who have killed relatives and friends, will lead you over and set up an ambush here to kill you!"
"Although you are cruel enough, you have killed so many of us."
"But the three dragon kings of the Dragon Palace have already set off a storm to stop your Shaoqing reinforcements! After killing so many of us, you are already at the end of your strength. Soon several princes of the Dragon Palace will come and let you, a madman, be awarded the title! Although we are not your opponents, it is still okay to drag it to that time!"
The black-clothed cultivator wanted to attack Yan Shu's intentions, but Yan Shu only had a touch of wine and asked with a smile: "I have killed too many evil demons and ghosts. I dare to ask which of your sworn brothers are?"
The black-clad cultivator jumped and looked at Yan Shu with his eyes as if he was looking at some demon: "The seven brothers set up the cave on Ziyue Island, and they are known as the master of the seven islands of Ziyue Island, the third, fourth and fifth brothers were killed by you because of a quarrel. I and the remaining brothers came to avenge me. The second and seventh brothers were also killed by you just now. The sixth brother escaped... I am the master of Ziyue Island, the master of Poyue, and the true person of Poyue!"
"It turns out they are from Ziyue Island..." Yan Shu smiled slightly, then shook his head and said, "I killed your three brothers not because of a quarrel, but because they secretly became pirates and robbed and killed the fleet of the sea country that I blessed by Shaoqing."
"A blood sacrifice of thousands of people in it to refine magic weapons!"
After Yan Shu said calmly, he turned to ask another taciturn old man: "Where are you? Who did I kill you?"
The thin old man clasped his fists and said, "My two sons are the Black Wind Tyrants who often intercept and kill the casual cultivators and do many evil things!"
"You are from Wuchen Island!" Yan Shu smiled and said, "The clouds and mist are shrouded in Baihuan Killing are good!"
The thin old man nodded and said, "I dare not cause disaster for the sect. Please forgive me for not being able to meet with my true face!"
The last Buddhist monk holding a Buddhist bead and chanting the scriptures was stopped without waiting for Yan Shu to speak, and his tone contained great pain and resentment, saying, "The monks killed by donor Yan are all the young monk's senior brothers!"
"The most famous shami fantasy sea of ​​the young generation of the Buddhist Kunghai Temple..."
Yan Shu recognized him.
He nodded slightly and smiled and said, "The Three Dragon Kings of the Dragon Palace dared to set off a storm to stop me Shaoqing. Naturally, Yan's elders will take his life. Then, I will kill the sword. I hope you will live up to your life after your death without regrets!"
The black-clothed monk trembled slightly, and the thin old man's face was indifferent and calm, but he really had a hint of no regrets.
He vowed to eliminate all the external demons for Buddhism, so he did not take the precepts and opened his hand to slap Buddhist beads, and round lights hit Yan Shu.
A glowing sword ball jumped out from behind Yan Shu's head, and with a slight sway, it divided into sixteen sword lights and cut off the Buddhist beads.
The black-clad cultivator, the thin old man also issued magic weapons to shoot out the most proud spell in his life. One spit out endless black flames. A purple moonlight in the flames was curved like a hook, which was a powerful magic weapon. The old man turned into a cloud of smoke and rushed towards Yan Shu. No one knew how many killer moves were hidden in the invisible smoke.
Sixteen sword lights fell, and the sword energy soared into the sky.
The sword light was like a thunderbolt, so awe-inspiring that it could not be offended. The three of them faced the sword light and felt the fighting spirit that was rushing towards the clouds and looking down on the world.
The sword light just turned and slashed the string of Buddhist beads. Immediately after the sixteen sword lights, a dimest, but also sharp sword light pierced the protective Buddha light of the Illusion Sea with one sword.
The sword ball penetrates the skull!
Huanhai fell into the sea water below without saying a word, becoming an inconspicuous floating corpse in this killing field.
In the clouds and mist, the sword lights differentiated again. Thirty-two sword lights shuttled through the clouds and mist, and bursts of chopping and slaughtering sounds came. In a moment, eight or nine pieces of corpses fell out of the clouds and mist.
True Man Poyue roared in despair, like a crescent moon magic weapon burst out, but was snatched by the sword light and fixed in the void. A trace of smirk appeared on his face, and the body fell backwards. Yan Shu dissipated the sensation of the sea water, undercurrents to his feet, and suddenly burst out of the sword energy.
Looking around at the corpses beside him, Yan Shu's heart was as bright as iron, and he had never wavered.
"You can kill you at the end of your strength!" Senior Brother Yan drove the sword light, dragged his scarred and tired body, rolled up the magic weapon and Qiankun bag of several people with sword light, and finally looked back.
In the distance, when the princes of the Dragon Palace went to fight, the demonic auras of countless sea demon soldiers surrounded by them gathered together and soared into the sky.
Yan Shu stepped out in one step and returned to the land of reincarnation!
After stepping through the stone gate, Yan Shu came to Yuntai blessed land. He saw Qian Chen breathing magic power on Pinghu Lake, and the waves were filled with clear air over the blessed land, like the blue sky.
Between the blue sky, there was a dull thunder sound, and in the clear air, there was a elixir energy, like thunder, accumulating the thundering mechanism that made Yan Shu's hair stand terrifyingly...
Yan Shu smiled when he saw this and said, "My junior brother polished his cultivation for several years and made progress. But why didn't he build a pill yet? If he doesn't build a pill, I'll rush to my junior brother!"
Qian Chen gathered his magic power and opened his eyes. When he saw Yan Shu couldn't move his eyes. Yan Shu's evil aura was now entangled, and the remaining sword energy on his body was as sharp as a sharp sword sheath, locking the aura tightly.
Qian Chen smiled and said, "Why are senior brothers full of murderous aura? They are still injured? Moreover, senior brothers won't take that step just to wait for me, right?"
Yan Shu laughed and said, "Unfortunately, I have killed too many people overseas and ambushed by other relatives and friends. Even the Dragon Palace took action. A Yuanshen Dragon King blocked the reinforcements of the army and wanted to surround me!"
"Don't I have a place of reincarnation to protect it? I'm still afraid of him! This battle is the last bit of impurity in the sword fetus, and it's also a success. In the next world of reincarnation, I'll find a chance to form a pill!"
Yan Shu came to the lake and sat down, called a white deer, brought him a fairy grass, mashed it and applied it to the wound.
Qian Chen bowed and said, "Then I wish my senior brother a first-class elixir to be amazed by the sword!"
"Haha..." Yan Shu laughed heroically.
But Qian Chen knew how hard this senior brother Yan had been in the past three years. Just looking at the elixir given by Qian Chen on him, he knew how many times he had killed the elixir in hundreds of battles, and how many times he had experienced before he had sharpened his sword body and took that step.
If there weren’t many overseas practitioners, they would have become the big devil who could have cried in the middle earth!
Qian Chen picked up a green-skin gourd beside him and handed it to Yan Shu. Yan Shu also took it, opened it and smelled it, exclaiming: "I haven't seen you for three years. My junior brother's alchemy has become more and more mature, but there are too many of them! Senior brother, I have killed so many people, and I haven't stolen many elixirs!"
"There are too many elixirs outside, and there are problems with their origins. I'm afraid that someone will leave some calculations. And..." Qian Chen smiled bitterly and said, "I have been blocked in the land of reincarnation for two years, and I can only practice hard magic power and refine elixirs in my spare time!"
"Now..." Qian Chen pointed to the same small gourd in the Yun Tower of Fudi, and put more than a dozen of them: "I have used up all the mature spiritual herbs in the Fudi Land. Now there are not many other things, and there are enough elixirs... But my senior brother didn't notice that the white deer here is fat?"
Yan Shu turned around and looked at Qian Chen's own deer, and smacked his tongue: "Oh! Is it swollen?"
Qian Chen had no choice but to: "While I practice alchemy, I was busy suppressing things. I didn't have time to care about them, so I ate so much!"
"There are also gold and silver boy pigs, ear canal pigs, and these four big white pigs!"
Yan Shu sighed: "Master Feng is really suffering when he is with Junior Sister Ning!"
At this time, the Pinghu where Qian Chen sat down suddenly boiled. Qian Chen was not anxious and said to Yan Shu: "Senior Brother, wait for me for a moment!" He saw an iron ring struggling in the lake, and a talisman on it shone brightly, blocking it firmly. Qian Chen's magic power turned into a formation, igniting the magic weapon transformed by the origin of the five directions of the blessed land...
Kanglong mace, Zhurong banner, peach tree, four sea bottles, five-color altar.
The five elements are intertwined with mysterious lights, and the phantoms of the four-elephant beast gathered on a golden-red spear, nailing the iron ring firmly to the plain lake.
After three hours of trouble, the iron ring gradually subsided.
Qian Chen had time to pull out his hand. Seeing Yan Shu’s face full of shock, he pointed to the iron ring in the lake and asked, “Is this… a spiritual treasure?”
"Yes, a spiritual treasure that relies on the true spirit of the primordial spirit." Qian Chen was also helpless: "As long as the spiritual treasure is relies on the true spirit, it can exert the power of the primordial spirit without the owner. Although it is not as wonderful as the primordial spirit's hands, the spiritual treasure has spirit and its own reaction is a headache."
"When I went to Jiankang, I provoked a real person of the soul and barely escaped from his subordinates, but brought back such a burden."
"I have to suppress it once in the middle of every month. The Lord of Reincarnation will not accept the spiritual treasures that are supported by the true spirit! If it weren't for Junior Sister Si's father's help, I'm afraid I would have to throw this thing out of the reincarnation land."
Qian Chen was mainly reluctant to part with the bronze spear, so he could only do so!
Yan Shu smiled and threw out a few Qiankun bags and said, "See if there are any useful things, they are all overseas specialties!"
Qian Chen looked over some clothes in Qiankun bag with disgust, threw them into a bag, and looked up and said, "Is the specialty mentioned by senior brother a murderer?"
Yan Shu was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Overseas specialties are really just killing people! I don't know why I can't die if I kill like this all day!"
At this time, a stone gate was opened in the blessed land. Ning Qingchen and Master Feng walked out. Master Feng saw several white deer that had gained weight, as well as the gold, silver and copper pigs with a proud belly and a proud and energetic ear canal god, and his eyes immediately turned red.
A ray of sun god light ejaculated from the eyes of the big yellow chicken, and the burning gold and silver boy jumped continuously. The ear canal god took out a talisman pen, drew a hole in the void, turned around and drilled in.
The ginseng doll was holding her fingers beside her, looking at Master Feng and the Jinyin Boy in fear, and four white deer were killed in a ball.
Qian Chen nodded slightly: "Master Feng's cultivation is much stronger..." He looked at Ning Qingchen and nodded again: "Junior Sister Ning's cultivation is even better..."
The purple clouds around Ning Qingchen revealed that the true energy had already overflowed on its own, only one step away from forming a pill. Qian Chen reminded: "Although the junior sister has accumulated enough, the Yunxia Taoist Dharma is still low in nature. Even if the pill is formed, it is only a second-grade one. The junior sister will accumulate for a while and think about the Taoist Dharma in Guanghan Palace."
"When I understand the Taoist methods of Yunxia Sect, and are in line with the elixir methods of Guanghan Bingpo Pill, I will create a elixir method for my junior sister that can cultivate the first-grade golden elixir!"
Ning Qingchen smiled and said, "I'm here to help my senior brother!"
"I have heard of the famous reputation of the senior brother in the Northern Wei Dynasty. If the Sima family had not thrown many stigmas on his senior brother. Today's twenty-eight characters in China, perhaps the senior brother would be the leader!"
She came to the two of them and knelt down and said, "It turns out that my senior brother is not from the Dajin, but the direct descendant of the Li family in Longxi!"
"Why is my white deer so much fat? Did she be swollen by Master Feng?" Ning Qingchen turned around inadvertently and saw an animal like a pig. After looking carefully, he could see the shadow of his beloved deer.
"Senior Brother Qian, Senior Brother Yan, and Senior Sister Ning!" Si Qingcheng pushed open the stone gate and rushed in with a scream.
"That old guy Sima Shi actually wants to arrange my marriage!"
Junior Sister Si said angrily: "My father is still here! Who is he? My father is now in charge of Sanmao Temple and hit him with the Tianshi Seal. The Wang and Xie family have not given him face several times. Humph! They are not having a good time!"
As she said that, she sighed helplessly: "It's just a pity to the uncle. He is obviously a good person, but he is the emperor! It's better not to be a bad person!"
Shu felt a little resentful of being confined, and Junior Sister Si called the main god's exchange list and said: "Senior Brother, we can start the team mission! After completing the mission, we will become a formal team!"
"I'm starting a mission now, remember to agree, so that the next mission will be changed to a team mission."
"Will the next mission be activated in three days?"
Yan Shu nodded: "Then I will recover from my injuries first."
After talking for a while, he exchanged some information from the Southern Jin and Northern Wei and overseas, Yan Shu first returned to Yunlou to retreat.
Several people exchanged some resources, and Qian Chen explained Taoist books to the two junior sisters and guided them on the secrets of forming pills.
Two days passed in a flash. On the morning of the third day, the four people gathered under the Baiyu stage of the Lord of Reincarnation, and started the information about the next mission world.
"Three hundred years ago, the demons were in troubled times!"
"The demons inside are faked as national masters, and the five demon kings of the demon clan led a group of demons to invade the world. The Ming Dynasty destroyed the country as a result! Under the leadership of the five demon kings, the demons slaughtered the human race, and the bones were exposed in the wild, and no ten creatures remained. The human cultivators were also killed in battle one after another, and there were only a few righteous people in the world!"
"The remaining human race had to hide under the command of the only demon king who had good intentions to the human race and did not participate in the slaughter of the Ming Dynasty, the demon king of the iron."
"The head of the demons, the Peacock Ming King was extremely dissatisfied with this. After the human rebellion forces rescued a group of human races as tributes again, the five demon kings decided to take action to attack the iron demon king and erase the final inheritance of the human race!"
"This is the tragic song of the human race, but it is also the prosperous era of the demon race!"
Chapter completed!