"Huh?" The old man in red squinted his eyes, took a deep look at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said in a strange tone: "It seems that you are not at the seventh level of the True Yuan stage, but even if you are at the Great Perfection stage of True Yuan,
Don't even think about escaping with my flying sword."
After saying that, the old man in red pointed with one hand, a solemn look on his face, the flying sword trembled slightly, made a sword cry, and flew towards the old man in red.
The old man in red opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow to hit the flying sword. After meeting the blood, the flying sword emitted a strange black color, and then became violent and shot towards Yuwen Zhouyuan with the sound of thunder.
Fly away.
A cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, he took a long breath, mobilized the gold-plated phoenix wings with his thoughts, and faced the flying sword.
This is the most difficult direct head-on battle that Yuwen Zhouyuan has had since his debut. The other party’s cultivation level is the same as his own, which is in the True Yuan stage. Moreover, the spells are evil and the magic weapons are even weirder. The fighting time is not long. Yuwen Zhouyuan
Yuan Ji was already at a disadvantage and his life was in danger at any time. At this moment, he saw that the color of the flying sword turned black, and it was obviously more powerful. It seemed that it was impossible to block the defensive talisman he released.
Yuwen Zhouyuan no longer hesitated, and without saying a word, at the moment when the gold-plated phoenix wings collided with the flying sword, Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped forward, and at the same time he opened his mouth and spit out his spiritual weapon - the Ice Soul Xuanguang Sword.
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There was a flash of silver light, and the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped sharply. The Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword released an extremely cold mysterious mist to protect Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan released the Yuan Shen Magical Artifact, the old man in red's eyes shrank suddenly. After a slight hesitation, he finally gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out two more blood balls. As soon as the blood balls came out, they turned into filaments and flew into the air.
Within the sword.
At this time, the color of the flying sword had completely turned black. After circling in the air, circles of black vortexes appeared around the flying sword. With a strong whistling sound, it rushed towards the Yuwen Universe Yuan like a piercing air.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression did not change. He stared coldly at the old man in red, murderous intent emerging in his eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored the rushing black flying sword and pointed at the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword in front of him with one hand. He saw the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword suddenly light up, and the chill became even more intense. The extremely cold air seemed to freeze the entire world.
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The old man in red clearly felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be unable to function properly under the extreme cold, and he couldn't help but show a hint of panic and fear in his eyes.
At this time, the black flying sword came through the air. Yuwen Zhouyuan used his hand to squeeze the spell, and saw that the ice soul black light sword suddenly changed from one to three, and the finished glyph appeared around the black flying sword, and then they gathered together to attack.
The old man in red finally changed his expression and said in a loss of voice: "This...is this the soul magic weapon?"
The old man in red immediately showed fear in his eyes, grabbed hold of the black flying sword with his big hand, pointed his finger at the black flying sword, and immediately stepped back.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, and with a change of technique in his hands, the three swords suddenly struck the black flying sword like lightning.
"Dang, Dang" the two flying swords collided intensively. Under the attack of the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword, the black flying sword was knocked to the point of collapse. Finally, after the three Ice Soul Mysterious Light Swords merged into one, they violently cut it off.
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When the flying sword was broken into two pieces, the old man in red groaned and spit out several mouthfuls of blood. At this time, the fear in his eyes became more serious, and he quickly retreated while throwing several spiritual talismans from the storage bag.
, wanting to gain a chance to escape for himself.
As soon as these spiritual talismans appeared, before they could take effect, they were all chopped into pieces by the Ice Soul Xuanguang Sword like breaking bamboo, without causing any hindrance.
The old man in red showed a desperate expression and said in shock: "Fellow Taoist, I am the disciple of Blood Soul Ancestor..."
Before he could finish speaking, the lightning-fast Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword was already approaching. There was only a flash of silver light, and the middle-aged man's face turned red. A hole was quickly pierced in his chest, and blood spurted out.
At the same time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's magic formula was struck, and the gold-plated phoenix wings in the air turned into a golden light and flew towards the old man in red.
"Pfft!" There was a sound, and the old man in red's head was smashed to pieces by the gold-plated phoenix-winged hammer. He was so dead that he could no longer die!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body fell to the side of the old man in red. He raised his hand and pulled off the storage bag from his waist. He opened his mouth to absorb the Ice Soul Mysterious Light Sword, and then raised his hand to put the gold-plated phoenix wings into the storage bag.
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After doing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, sweat was already forming on his forehead. This kind of fierce fight was the most difficult one Yuwen Zhouyuan had experienced since he began to cultivate as an immortal.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, you have made great progress in the past two years of seclusion. It seems that you have grown up again. That's right. If you always have the kindness of a woman, then you will not go far on the road of cultivating immortality." Huang Yanzhen
His voice was rare and serious.
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, did not speak, but played with the storage bag in his hand with great interest.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was waiting to study, when suddenly a low groan came from behind him. Yuwen Zhouyuan turned around and saw Lord Tong Qing opening his eyes. He was stunned when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, stood up quickly, looked around, and finally suddenly
Looking straight at the storage bag in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, joy appeared on his face and he said, "He...is dead?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan chuckled, nodded and said: "Well, Master Tong Qing, you didn't recognize me just now, you must be worried about him, right?"
Tong Qingzhu quickly touched his chest, closed his eyes for a while, and said excitedly: "He is indeed dead. Senior, this is not the place to talk. After I get rid of all these people, we can talk about old times again."
After saying that, Tong Qingzhu raised his right hand, and three fireballs suddenly appeared.
Qin Likun and others around him were completely shocked. What they saw just now was a scene they would never have dreamed of in their lives. At this moment, they saw another fireball appear on Master Tong Qing's hand, and they immediately showed a look of horror.
As for the men in black around them, they all looked at Master Tong Qing cautiously, with fear in their eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned and was about to speak, but Lord Tong Qing was one step ahead of him, and the three fireballs quickly dispersed. The target was not Qin Likun and other people from Dewei Escort, but the people in black around him.
Under the absolute power, the fate of these mortals was like ants, with no ability to fight back at all. Together with the golden-winged roc and the unparalleled dragon that fell on the ground, they instantly disappeared into nothing. The heat wave overflowed, and several golden blood
The bead strangely did not dissipate with the corpse, but floated out and was swallowed by Master Tong Qing.
Qin Likun and others were burned by the heat wave so much that their hair was scorched and their skin cracked, but they did not dare to move.
Seeing Master Tong Qing throw out three more fireballs, Yuwen Zhouyuan said in a deep voice: "Master Tong Qing, stop killing people!"
Master Tong Qing looked back at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said: "If these people don't kill, I'm afraid they will go back and say nonsense. The person you just killed was my master. He was the sixth disciple of the Blood Soul Ancestor. If we trace it, you and I will
No one can escape death."
The middle-aged scholar was the one who remained calm among the few survivors. He gritted his teeth and said quickly: "Two immortals, we swear that we will not talk nonsense. I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tong Qingzhu frowned and sneered: "Don't talk nonsense? I won't be able to help you then. I'll beat your soul to sacrifice, and everything will be clear to you." Although he was speaking to the middle-aged scholar, his eyes were not clear.
Look at Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand and suddenly the bodies of six or seven people who survived flew up into the air uncontrollably and floated in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Tong Qing withdrew the fireball and stood aside without saying a word.
Yuwen Zhouyuan hit Qin Likun and others with the magic formula in his hand, and saw a flash of green light in his eyes. Suddenly everyone was confused, and a blue light slowly appeared in their eyes. After a long time, the blue light disappeared, and several people looked dull.
, fell to the ground.
Tong Qingzhu sighed secretly and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he did not speak.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan finished casting the spell, he glanced at Master Tong Qing, moved his body, quickly lifted into the air, and flew away into the distance. Master Tong Qing took a deep breath, spit out a golden bead from his mouth, stepped on it, and followed.
The two rainbows flew in the air for a long time. Tong Qingzhu was slightly out of breath and landed on a mountain top. Yuwen Zhouyuan looked as usual and fell lightly.
Tong Qingzhu calmed his breathing, found a place to sit down, took out two wine gourds from the storage bag, handed them to Yuwen Zhouyuan and said with a smile: "I prepared this, you can see how it tastes."
"Back then, after Gou Deshi and I left the land of San Guan, we flew and walked all the way. It took us more than half a year to finally arrive in the Dongyang Empire. Following the route given by our seniors, we planned to go to Dezhou of the Northern Wei State to defect to the Qiankun Alliance. Unexpectedly, we met
The blood shadow, the blood shadow wanted to suck our blood essence and practice blood skills when they saw the fifth and sixth levels of our true qi. Of course, the two of us didn't want to surrender and joined forces to fight with them. Gou Deshi was injured in order to save me.
In order to let the injured Goudeshi escape from danger, I entangled the blood shadow with the magic of disintegration of the demon, and threatened Goudeshi with suicide to escape. Unexpectedly, the blood shadow did not kill me, but accepted me as a disciple to help him collect mortal blood essence.
Blood Shadow planted poison in my body, and he controlled life and death. The reason why I didn't recognize you just now was because he was around. Fortunately, you killed him. Once he died, the poison also died, and I was finally free.
." After Tong Qingzhu took a big sip of wine, he briefly talked about his experiences in the past two years.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was quite emotional. Tong Qingzhu's words were simple and seemed to be an understatement, but his expression was vaguely melancholy, revealing the hardships of the past two years.
Master Tong Qing's eyes showed envy and said: "Senior, we haven't seen each other for two years. If you can kill my master, you must have advanced to the real person stage, right?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said: "You haven't been promoted to a real person yet. By the way, you said that your master is a disciple of the Blood Soul Ancestor. When you were in Sangui Land, you and Gou Deshi were members of the Blood Soul Cult founded by the Blood Soul Ancestor.
Disciple, everything is fine now, please tell me about the blood soul ancestor, so that I can take precautions."
Master Tong Qing took another sip of wine and said: "When the Blood Soul Ancestor was in the land of San Guan, he was only a perfect practitioner in the True Yuan Stage. Unexpectedly, he has been promoted to a real person in recent years. He is cruel and ruthless, and he is also the most protective of shortcomings."
, this time Blood Shadow is dead, he will definitely trace it. You'd better find a safe place immediately and hide away for a while, I don't care, the worst is to go to Blood Refining Hall to hide, that Blood Refining Hall is the ancestor of Blood Soul
It is the home of the first disciple, Master Xue Lian, and they never imagined that I would hide under their noses. As long as I don’t go out, there shouldn’t be any danger.”
Yuwen Zhouyuan was unwilling to discuss this topic and asked: "Where is the Blood Refining Hall?"
Master Tong Qing drank all the wine in the gourd in his hand and said: "The Blood Lian Hall is the place where the blood soul ancestor's disciple Xue Lian Zhenren lives. The Xue Lian Zhenren was promoted to the real person stage in the past five years and is currently a real person.
At the top of the first level, it is said that they will soon be promoted to the second level of real people.
Although Jingtang was a small town at the time, cultivators who wanted to enter the city had to hand over a low-grade spiritual stone. If they wanted to live in the city, they had to pay one or two spiritual stones every month. I have secretly collected some spiritual stones over the years, which should be enough.