The white stream of light instantly cut through the sky. It has to be said that there is a huge difference between the Mortal Realm monks and the Soul-Gathering monks. Ling Chen's cultivation alone is comparable to that of the early Mortal Realm, and he can easily cross the Black Bear Mountains for hundreds of miles.
His strength proves that this kind of speed and this kind of resilience are far beyond what monks below the mortal realm can match.
The "source of mortal realm" that monks in the mortal realm have super resilience is several times or even dozens of times better than the monks in the spirit-gathering phase in terms of sword control and combat...
Flying with a sword can only be achieved by monks who have developed the source of 'super-resilient' mortal realm. Therefore, flying with a sword has become the primary symbol of a monk in the mortal realm.
A monk in the spirit-gathering stage is not completely unable to fly with a sword. However, as a monk who has not given birth to the source of the mortal realm, the concentration and recovery power of spiritual power are simply not enough to support the powerful loss of flying in the air.
Forced flying in the air! This is a way for monks to stimulate their natal essence and blood, or take other elixirs that can temporarily enhance the monk's spiritual power. By increasing the powerful spiritual power in a short period of time, monks in the mortal realm can also
Reluctantly flying in the air.
This method of forcibly stimulating spiritual power in the body has a lot of backlash on the body of the monks. This is why Ling Chen has never tried to fly in the air during the Soul Gathering Stage. It is also the reason why monks below the Soul Gathering Stage are very eager to break through to the mortal world.
Where the motivation lies.
Who doesn’t long to fly freely in the dark world and travel through mountains and rivers!
Monks below the mortal realm cannot fly in the air, so they can only look up at the sky! Of course, this is also the sorrow of most low-level monks.
Even though the monks at the peak of the spirit-gathering stage are only one step away from the monks in the mortal realm, there are nine-level monks in the black world who stay at this level for their entire lives. It can be imagined how much the vast world of the black world does not want to see them.
Compared with other late-stage soul-gathering monks, or multi-faceted monks who are at the peak of soul-gathering, even a young boy who has just entered the mortal realm is more popular than an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.
Because their cultivation levels are only one step away, but the real gap is as insurmountable as a chasm!
——————————
In the endless green, the tall mountain gate of Taiyi Gate slowly appeared, standing majestically in front of the horizon——
Ling Chen, who was surrounded by a layer of faint white light above the magic sword, seemed a little uneasy!
Ahead - is the direction of Taiyi Gate.
However, this vague uneasiness in my heart became strangely stronger as I got closer to Taiyi Sect...
Ling Chen looked down at the lower Black Bear Mountains. The countless escaping lights that used to come and go had disappeared, replaced by the endless green dense forest of the Black Bear Mountains... but not a single monk passed by or appeared in Ling Chen's field of vision.
this?
Did something happen to the Black Bear Mountains again?
No matter what happens, just return to Taiyi Gate and protect Xiaonuan.
Thinking of this, Ling Chen, who was sitting on the flying sword, relaxed and frowned. His consciousness reached out and swept in the direction of the Taiyi Gate in front of him. The escaping light of the flying sword gradually changed, along the passage.
The road leading to Taiyimen Mountain Gate descends.
——————————————————————
Compared to the evil wind that was whistling in his ears just now, Ling Chen felt that this avenue seemed too quiet as his feet stepped on this road with slightly moist soil.
However, Ling Chen didn't care. He continued walking along this road, hoping to step onto the mountain gate steps ahead as soon as possible.
Just go back to the sect and you can see Xiaonuan.
but……
Who can tell him why the surrounding environment is so weird?
"Ta...ta——————
The sound of the surrounding leaves gradually disappeared.
As Ling Chen stepped out with steady steps, only the sound of bursts of footsteps could be heard softly.
Ling Chen was silent...
The silence of the surrounding lush forests and avenues was in complete inverse contrast to the whistling evil wind in my ears just now.
The coldness here also gave Ling Chen a strange feeling in his heart.
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ling Chen's steps became slower and slower, and he became more and more cautious...
With his evil deep eyes slightly opened, the inner demon hidden deep in his heart looked at all this faintly through Ling Chen's body... A disgusting aura filled the front————
Just like - just like... an old enemy!
However, Ling Chen didn't know what the inner demon was thinking in his heart. As for the inner demon in his brain that suddenly got in touch with him and stayed there, as long as it didn't interfere with him, Ling Chen would not cut off the connection with it for the time being.
of.
Because he knew that this evil inner demon knew far more than he did.
The black jade chessboard was discovered by the inner demon!
His consciousness probed the silent surroundings.
He didn't know what he felt inside, but he always felt very uncomfortable.
Last night's polar storm caused a trace of moisture in the air, with a hint of coldness in it, giving him a very strange feeling. He always felt that something was going to happen here...
I don't know if it was due to other reasons within the sect, but Ling Chen stood in front of the tall white jade mountain gate. Looking at the empty mountain gate in front of him, his heart sank to the core.
According to common sense, there are usually two disciples in the spirit-gathering stage guarding the gate outside the sect's main formation. Why is there no one this time?
Looking up at the tall and winding white jade steps leading to the top of the mountain, as he continued to move forward, Ling Chen's brain suddenly had a hallucination.
Why is it said to be an hallucination? Because it is obviously early morning and the sky is bright! But in the blink of an eye, the sky becomes dark and the earth darkens!
Ling Chen continued to move forward! But the deepest darkness appeared strangely before his eyes...a despairing and suffocating black abyss!
It's obviously daytime, how is that possible?
Lingchen has seen this kind of darkness before. It is the most terrifying abyss, the darkness that only appears when facing hopeless despair...
Then……
“Boom————!……!”
Ling Chen shook his brain hard, woke up from the dark hallucination, and returned to the bright world.
"Click"
On the side of the bright stone steps, there was a sudden soft sound! However, the soft sound disappeared in an instant, as if someone had suddenly blocked the throat!
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of objects collapsing and hitting the ground. Something hit the ground and made a slight friction sound!
Hearing this voice, Ling Chen immediately pulled out the magic sword from behind and held it tightly with both hands. The magic energy in his body began to condense, and when he began to condense the magic energy and poured it into the magic sword, his spiritual consciousness detected the people around him, and his dark pupils
But it seemed like he had discovered something.
With dark pupils, he looked towards the source of the soft sound. Soon...
A strong and pungent smell of blood entered Ling Chen's nose from a corner of the stone steps in front of him.
Ling Chen stepped lightly and walked slowly up the white jade steps step by step.
Divine consciousness detection showed that except for the sect that was blocked by the large formation on the top of the mountain, there was no life aura on the entire mountain.
Why does it smell like blood!…………
After taking a deep breath on the spot, he held the magic sword in his hand across his chest. Ling Chen's consciousness looked through the corner of the white jade steps blocked by a clump of leaves, peeking at the situation behind the grass in the corner of the steps.
.
What happened there...
Relying on the powerful spiritual consciousness that broke through to the mortal realm, Ling Chen found that behind the white jade steps blocked by the grass, a Taiyi disciple lying on the ground with his whole face covered in blood and flesh appeared in his powerful spiritual consciousness.
Blood blisters were still bubbling on his neck, and he was motionless.
After suffering that kind of injury, it is obvious that it is impossible to live anymore. So...
What is there in front of the mountain gate? Who... dares to kill people in front of the Taiyi Sect, one of the three giants in the Black Bear Mountains?
While Ling Chen was thinking, a small black shadow suddenly disappeared into the grass behind him next to the corpse of Divine Sense.
With a start in his heart, Ling Chen's consciousness suddenly expanded to the entire mountain.
It is hard to imagine that something could be detected by the powerful spiritual consciousness of a monk in the mortal realm, leaving only an afterimage and then mysteriously disappearing in the spiritual consciousness?,?
Ling Chen only captured a vague image of the dissipated black shadow. That thing was like a ghost that followed it everywhere. It was difficult to see its appearance clearly.
Not an illusion, but a bit unreal!
Not true, but it does exist!
So?
The thing that killed this gatekeeper disciple was that ghostly shadow??
Ling Chen didn't know what it was. The only thing he knew was that something unpredictable must have happened to Taiyi Sect.
In front of my sect, the gatekeeper disciple died. What does this mean...
This means that the crisis has broken out within the sect!
"Gulu - creak - creak -"
Within the powerful spiritual awareness, gurgling blood flowed out from the neck and shins of the tragically dead gatekeeper disciple, dyeing the white steps red. The dark pupils looked at the traces of white gas that filled the air above the blood...
This disciple's death would not have taken more than two hours! The blood still had a little warmth and had not completely dried up and solidified.
……………… The crisis is lurking in the dense forests on both sides!
An evil that cannot be detected by spiritual consciousness was peering at him in the darkness!
"Chichi"
A slight sound aroused Ling Chen's vigilance. His heart suddenly rose to his throat! But the next moment, tranquility replaced the shock on his face and became his only emotion at the moment.
Ling Chen closed his eyes and gradually suppressed the doubts and shock in his heart.
Thinking about this strange scene in front of the mountain gate, learn to be calm, and then you can judge the lurking enemy.
After a moment, Ling Chen opened his eyes again. His eyes looked towards the top of the mountain in front of him with a hint of murderous intent, but at the same time, there was also a touch of surprise.
The thing that killed the gatekeeper disciple is still hidden on the top of this mountain, and my own consciousness cannot detect the traces of its actions...
Staring at the top of the mountain! No matter what happens to Taiyimen? He has to go back because his relatives are still there.
Ling Chen walked with steady steps, his consciousness was fully open, and he was always entangled not far away. The magic sword in his hand suddenly glowed with a bright black light, and he slowly moved his steps towards the top of the mountain.