Chapter 173: Fighting for the Blade of Thousand Souls
"I haven't seen him for a while, but this person is actually as powerful as the Nascent Soul cultivator..." The white-haired young man looked at the direction Dongfang Zimo was leaving, with an extremely solemn expression on his face.
"I want to see how you can escape from the pursuit of the powerful men in the Eternal Continent!" The white-haired young man made a fist with his hands and shot out a ball of light.
With a muffled sound, a long sword as dark as ink appeared in the sky thousands of feet high.
Thousands of miles away, in a restaurant, a man in a gray robe with his eyes slightly closed suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, grinned, and turned into a ball of light and flew away.
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In the sky above a hill, a white-faced scholar wearing a beige robe was holding a book and immersed himself in looking at it. Suddenly there was a wave of movement in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a Thousand Souls Blade.
"I have long heard that the Thousand Souls Blade is in the hands of a golden elixir monk. It seems to be true." The white-faced scholar sneered, offered a jade ruler and flew away.
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On a street, an old man wearing a high crown and long white hair and beard was walking sadly.
"Huh?" Master Situ looked up into the sky in surprise, and was immediately overjoyed when he found the Thousand Souls Blade.
"Dongfang Yuheng's Blade of Thousand Souls!" Master Situ screamed, clouds of mist rolled around his feet, he jumped into the air, and disappeared into the crowd in a few flashes.
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In a courtyard, an old man in a soap robe was sitting cross-legged and meditating. He seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned into a ray of light and flew out, reaching the sky above the courtyard.
"Blade of Thousand Souls!" Elder Shen of the Aurora Palace immediately called out a transmission talisman after discovering the tiny phantom in the distance. After muttering a few words, he threw the talisman while he himself
He flew away in the direction of the phantom.
Similar situations occur frequently elsewhere.
After discovering the location of the Thousand Souls Blade, both the Golden elixir monks and the Nascent Soul monks all gathered together like a demon.
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In the sky above a mountain forest shrouded in clouds and mist, Dongfang Zimo controlled the Qingyun Sword with a pale face. In an instant, hundreds of flying swords spread all around.
Hundreds of feet away on the other side, two Jindan monks were desperately using magic weapons to protect themselves with frightened faces.
But under the fierce attack of hundreds of long swords, he was strangled in less than a moment, and his body even fell from the sky to the cliff.
Dongfang Zimo put away the storage bags of the two people expressionlessly, and found a high-quality elixir from one of them's storage bags. After swallowing it, his breath improved.
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Dongfang Zimo had no intention of staying any longer. After confirming the direction, Dongfang Zimo continued flying.
"If you want to leave the Eternal Continent, you must use the cross-border teleportation formation. Unfortunately, Xuantian City is occupied by the Wen family. It is impossible to pass through Xuantian City. The only way is to bypass it. If you encounter
I will have a lot of troubles, but why do so many monks know my whereabouts frequently?" Dongfang Zimo thought to himself. In order to avoid being followed, Dongfang Zimo took several detours, but when he encountered
More and more monks blocked him.
Just as Dongfang Zimo was thinking this, his mind moved, he frowned and snorted coldly. Under the detection of his spiritual consciousness, three more golden elixir monks followed closely behind him.
In order not to delay more time here, Dongfang Zimo had no choice but to ignore the golden elixir monks behind him.
As soon as he patted the storage bag, Tianbao was released directly by him.
"Tianbao, get rid of them." Dongfang Zimo said coldly.
Tianbao also seemed to know that the current situation was not right. He rarely made a fuss. The fire under his feet turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the horizon, leaving the three golden elixir monks behind him far behind.
Just as Dongfang Zimo took a deep breath, a ray of blue light suddenly flew from another direction.
Dongfang Zimo, who was always vigilant, was shocked when he noticed it, and quickly threw the Qingyun Sword.
When the two collided, Qingyun Sword was obviously slightly inferior and was directly knocked away.
And the blue light flickered down and flew into the hands of an old man with a crown of glory.
"Master Situ!" Dongfang Zimo's face changed as soon as he saw it, and he immediately condensed the divine dharma, and with a firm pinch, he slashed out a messy sword wind.
The god Faxiang in the sky also opened his eyes, condensed a spiritual sword, and then also slashed out a burst of sword energy.
"This is it!" Master Situ's smile faded, and he looked at the golden shadow more than ten feet high in amazement.
Seeing the two sword energy coming like waves, Master Situ's face darkened, and he used a pair of golden scales to instantly enlarge several times, and a golden barrier protected them.
After a metal collision, Situ Zhen wanted to fight back, but found that Dongfang Zimo was no longer in front of him.
With a quick scan of his consciousness, he discovered that the other party had already escaped thousands of feet away.
"How is this possible!" Master Situ screamed in horror, his face full of disbelief that the other party could escape so fast.
After getting angry, Master Situ raised his eyebrows and chased away again.
After Dongfang Zimo struck with his sword, he directly drove Tianbao to fly in another direction.
With Tianbao's terrifying escape speed, after flying for a few hours, he had already flown thousands of miles away and had already left Master Situ without a trace.
Dongfang Zimo sighed. After the previous consumption, his originally small amount of mana had now bottomed out.
Even Tianbao was a little overwhelmed during such a long flight.
"Tianbao, go back to the spirit beast bag." Dongfang Zimo glanced at Tianbao and said calmly. Then he released the shuttle remnant treasure.
Tianbao felt happy when he heard this and got into the spirit beast bag to rest without hesitation.
Dongfang Zimo sat cross-legged on the shuttle, grabbed a large handful of elixirs from the storage bag and stuffed them into his mouth, then used his kung fu to slowly refine the elixirs.
The flying remnant treasure was slowly flying in the air under the control of Dongfang Zimo's spiritual consciousness.
Time passed little by little, the scorching sun ended, and night fell.
It was quiet all around except for the howling wind.
Dongfang Zimo raised his brows slightly and slowly opened his eyes, only to see several monks exuding the aura of the Nascent Soul suddenly appearing in front of him.
"Monk Nascent Soul!" Dongfang Zimo was startled. Three men and one woman were looking at him coldly.
One person was wearing a white robe, with regular facial features, and a cold aura constantly exuding from his body.
A few hundred feet away from this person, a white-faced scholar holding a jade ruler looked at Dongfang Zimo with curious eyes.
The other person was a middle-aged man in a gray robe with his arms crossed, a ferocious look on his face.
The last woman was very charming, with a graceful figure, and she was staring at Dongfang Zimo with an interesting look.
These people kept a certain distance at all times and were wary of each other. They were obviously not from the same group.
"Hand over the Thousand Souls Blade or die!" A man wearing a white robe with a sharp expression said solemnly.
Although the other three people did not say anything, it was obvious that they came here for the same purpose.