559. Wind and lingering clouds and cold light

The long shuttle in Yin Zhisheng's hand that absorbed Taoist Fu Xi's aura suddenly moved in one direction.

She lowered her eyebrows, but she couldn't hide the murderous intent in her eyes.

The whole person suddenly turned into a dark purple light and shot away.

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The cliff hangs high, and there are endless wind and waves rolling back and forth below, and the pure white mist creates random shapes.

Under the white mist is the naturally forged wind, which contains abundant wind rules. When it brushes against the surface of Pei Xihe's body, it leaves large bloody traces.

The strong wind here is extremely strong, and it is difficult to stay safe unless you reach the realm of Xiaoyaoyou.

Pei Xihe held a knife in her right hand, and her body looked like a swimming dragon. She swung the knife again and again, but the trajectory of the blade that was supposed to be extremely straight was deflected by the wind blade, and her body was swaying, as if in a strong wind and rain.

A small boat floats in the air.

She used the basic sword technique "Yi Yuan Dao" of the previous Yi Yuan Dao again and again, and the skewed path of the knife gradually returned to the right path under her control.

There is a flow of "meaning" and "dao" in every knife.

Immortal power, indestructible and indestructible, the sky is shaking, but I am the only one.

Pei Xihe's figure wielding the knife is sometimes light and agile, and sometimes vigorous, like a flying butterfly suddenly changing form into a soaring dragon, changing back and forth between each other.

Her aura became more and more integrated into the strong wind, and the blade of the Gangfeng fell on the body, and the power contained in it was quickly absorbed by the Zhoutian acupoints through the alchemy of the body.

The bloody scars gradually healed, and the fleshy body shone faintly with a faint white light.

Her posture and sword skills are as light as the wind, and her breath is as invisible and hard to capture when she swings it. She is stable when she is quiet, and strong when she rises. She is as quiet as a virgin, and moves like a rabbit in flight.

Pei Xihe stabbed and slashed horizontally before stopping the attack, sheathing the knife and holding it back on his straight waist.

Her black hair was flying, and she stood upright in the wind and waves. She exhaled softly, and the blood stains on her face gradually recovered spontaneously.

Pei Xihe had already collected enough of the remaining blood of the real demon, so he followed the traces of the altar. The altar appeared in an entire area. Once activated, a golden sky pillar would rise at that moment.

And change the direction in the area.

When she happened to arrive, she saw a golden pillar rising into the sky, and the altar under the clouds had disappeared, leaving only the strong wind howling under the white clouds.

Pei Xihe has been training his body and practicing swordsmanship for more than a month. He feels that his body has improved even more and his swordsmanship has become more and more proficient.

And practice makes perfect, and each use of the Yiyuan Knife allowed her to sprout new knowledge from the old knowledge, incorporating the misty wind and the great fire path that she had recently understood through fate.

Pei Xihe already feels that her sword skills are about to make a breakthrough, and her own third sword based on the Yiyuan Sword may be achieved in the near future.

And these strong winds have no effect on her anymore. Every acupuncture point in her body is already filled with the strong wind energy, and the strong wind can no longer tear any part of her skin.

Pei Xihe tapped his toes, and with a ghostly movement, he jumped out of the strong wind at the bottom of the cliff.

She flew to the top of the cliff and fell down again.

Pei Xihe drew the two fingers of his left hand together across the splendid Shenwu inscription on the blade. The cold air suddenly rose, as if there were agile wind and righteous fire swirling around the tip.

Although it was only a moment, but driven by her proficient sword skills, thousands of sword shadows overlapped and mixed together. Her sword shadow became a curl, which was actually a bit sharper than that Gangfeng.

And in the middle, the blade sliced ​​through like a cold meteor.

The fog was heavy and the sea of ​​clouds at the bottom of the cliff suddenly exploded and split into two.

The power of this sword was infinite. Pei Xihe took the Skylight Saber back into his Dantian, but frowned, feeling that it was a bit too hot. The third sword had already taken shape, but it still needed more polishing.

But she was satisfied that she could use the strong wind of clouds and sea at the bottom of the cliff to practice the sword to such a level. Pei Xihe's frowned eyebrows relaxed, thinking that maybe there was still an opportunity left.

The split sea of ​​mist slowly squirmed and merged again.

Pei Xihe used his magic power on his toes and flew upwards.

According to the records on the map, the area where the altar appears is thousands of miles in radius, and it is very good at finding various dangerous terrains created by the world to hide itself, whether it is the bottom of the sea, the bottom of a cliff, or in a mountain stream.

The practice here has come to an end. If Pei Xihe wants to find the altar, he is afraid that it will take a lot of time to rely on the power of the demon.

She stepped on the top of the cliff, and her aura was already at the peak of the late stage of divine transformation. If she could break through the bottleneck at that level, she would be able to achieve the early stage of integration. Pei Xihe's body contained brilliance, and he could even conquer the late stage of integration with the power of his body.

The cultivator is undefeated.

She originally thought that the inheritance of the Blazing Demon would help her break through the realm, but getting three divine objects was not bad at all.

With three things to protect him, he is fully equipped for attacking, defending, and escaping through space jumps. There is also the Flying Dragon Token that can kill the Earth Immortal, which is enough to survive in front of the Happy Wandering Cultivator.

She spread out her telekinesis, intending to thoroughly search the area in a counterclockwise direction from south to west, then north to east, but she noticed something strange in the range of telekinesis.

Dai Mei frowned, the Skylight Sword had reappeared in her hand, and the sword energy flew towards one place as she swung it.

And a flying sword suddenly leapt out of the darkness. The slender silver-white sword suddenly expelled the sword energy and headed towards Pei Xihe's heart. It was coming with a fierce force. The mana contained in the sword was surging in waves, which was very terrifying.

It was at this time that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became chaotic, the clear sky turned dark, and the endless gray clouds were stirred into a ball, and a big hand appeared and moved towards Pei Xihe to suppress it.

The terrifying pressure fell on her and was dissipated under the flow of Shenwu's blood.

Pei Xihe looked at the sword stabbing his heart, his eyebrows filled with coldness.

The only way to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to such an extent, where the rules and regulations are condensed in the palm of the cloud, is to be a monk of Xiaoyaoyou!

"Yin Zhisheng?"

Pei Xihe guessed that the person who came was not a monster, and the strength was that of a monk who would overcome the tribulation. To pursue her, there must be old grudges, and it was none other than the Holy Saint Yin.

The cold light on the Tianguang sword flickered, and it flew away the ginseng sword that was stabbed in the front. The shadow of the sword flew away, and it stood next to the attacker again.

The woman wearing black and gold neon clothes is Yin Zhisheng.

She had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes looked down like a cat and mouse.

"It's been a while since I last saw you, and your strength has also improved."

Looking at the cultivation level of this female cultivator named Fu Xi, she is only one step away from the integration. The energy and blood in her body is even stronger than that of the cultivators in the late stage of integration.

But so what, now that my cultivation has reached the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, how can I ask her to escape from the sword again?

Pei Xihe saw the figure clearly and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Well done."

Her figure whirled around and stirred up terrifying wind and waves. The violent wind at the bottom of the cliff moved according to her will, creating a tornado with unpredictable power and heading towards Yin Zhisheng.
Chapter completed!