Volume 1: A Sword from Lingchen Chapter 72 Who Expected Disasters to Start from Xiao Qiang
The vast sky, Taoism soars into the sky.
Under the hill, Ye Linghao spoke, and the momentum around him was like a rainbow. The sound of the sword roar broke the silence and shocked everyone.
Huo Yun had a serious look on his face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to make a move, and a red fire spear appeared out of thin air. It was called the Nine Dragon Blazing Spear, a middle-grade Taoist weapon of the Xuan level.
The Taoist tools in the world are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each level is divided into three grades, totaling 12 grades. The Taoist tools of the heavenly level are immortal tools. The top-grade heavenly tools can derive the weapon spirit.
For example, Ye Ling knew that the relics of the Demon Saint, the Five-Colored Divine Light Halberd, were low-grade Taoist tools of the heavenly level. If they were to be included in the list of immortal weapons, they would be enough to stir up the storm and cause all forces to fight. If there is a further level, potential
Millions of corpses and blood flowing thousands of miles are nothing more than ordinary.
Huo Yun stood proudly with a gun in his hand and looked at Ye Ling: "Today I will fight you openly and completely and suppress you completely!"
"One sword rises to the sky!"
Ye Ling shouted loudly, the sword in his hand showed its sharp edge, and the innate energy turned into a divine light, which appeared in the sky. This sword slashed out, cut through the void, formed a vacuum channel, and swept through the wind and clouds.
Huo Yun's face darkened. He had a higher level of cultivation and a deeper understanding of the Dao than Ye Ling. He knew that the sword was very powerful, but he still had to resist it.
The surroundings of the fire cloud turned into a sea of fire, and the fire on the Avenue of Fire became more intense. The spear was waved, and a long fire dragon appeared out of thin air and roared forward.
"The sky can slay a dragon!"
The sword energy stirred the void, and the sharp energy wrapped around the fire dragon. After a while, the fire dragon roared and exploded, turning into dots of fire.
Ye Ling struck out with another sword. This sword didn't seem to be flashy at all, but the force of the sword had already locked onto Huo Yun, making him unable to avoid it.
Huo Yun shouted loudly, his combat power doubled, and the divine light of the Nine-Dragon Blazing Spear in his hand shot out, and nine fire dragons roared out from the tip of the spear, flying and circling in the sea of fire.
"Cut all the ways for you!"
The sharp energy covered the entire world, and the nine fire dragons roared angrily, but in the next second they were stirred into it and turned into ashes.
"The thought of life and death ends in one thought!"
Ye Ling's figure had already risen into the sky, and the edge of his sword was pointed directly at the fire cloud, which made him feel cold and wanted to retreat.
With Huoyun's spear in his hand and the Great Fire Avenue protecting his whole body, he shouted: "What kind of Taoist art are you doing? Why is it so powerful!"
"This sword technique is called 'Slashing the Sky'!"
The edge was chopped off, Huoyun's figure fell to the ground, and cracks appeared on the Nine Dragons Blazing Spear in his hand.
The Taoist weapon connected with the heart, and Huo Yun spit out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured.
The next moment, the green rock wooden sword was pressed between Huo Yun's neck, and Ye Ling said calmly: "It's easy to kill you now! Make them let you go!"
Huo Yun's expression changed, and his Taoist heart was in turmoil. He was in the Lingxu realm, and he actually lost to a person who was in the Huiling realm and whose Taoist acupoints were not yet perfect. It was really a laughing stock.
When Ye Ling saw that he didn't answer, he didn't force him. He put his sword aside, turned and stepped across the fire cloud, and rushed to the disciples of Chihuo Peak on the mountain and said, "You still won't let him go?"
At this time, Ye Ling no longer needed to take Huo Yun into his eyes. This was more humiliating than defeating him.
When the two Scarlet Fire Peak disciples saw this, they dared not resist. They hurriedly untied the restraints on Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu, got up and fled.
Wu Qing and Bai Wu Yuzhong were able to activate their spiritual power and immediately rushed to Ye Ling's side.
Ye Ling let out a long breath, then spit out a large mouthful of blood and lay down on the ground.
"Second brother! Second brother!" Seeing Ye Ling like this, Wu Qing looked anxious and at a loss.
Ye Ling's cultivation level is still low, but he defeated Huo Yun by relying on his bones and body and forcibly performing the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique.
But it consumes a huge amount of energy on oneself, injuring the enemy a thousand times and injuring oneself a thousand times. But it only took a moment to hold on, and then it burst out.
Ye Ling spoke weakly, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and said: "Xiaobai, take us back to Taixu Garden quickly!"
Bai Wuyu nodded, transformed into a crane, and carried the two of them away, heading back to Taixu Garden.
Under the hill, only Huo Yun was left, cross-legged on the ground, nursing his injuries.
Not long after, there was a sudden roar from the mountain forest, and then a figure flashed towards Huoyun with corpse aura.
Huo Yun turned his head and looked back, his expression changed drastically. What came here was actually a blue-eyed zombie. His strength was comparable to that of a Ying Chong Realm monk. His body was so powerful that even Huo Yun's peak combat power could not be shaken.
Huo Yun was seriously injured and could not dodge. He was grabbed and torn apart by the blue-eyed zombie, and his body died.
This zombie ate Huo Yun's brain and flesh and blood, turned around and left, and was about to be bloodbathed again somewhere.
After the blue-eyed zombie left, Lan Gongyue floated in from the sky, her bare feet flying in the sky, untouched by the mortal world.
Seeing Huo Yun's body remaining, Lan Gongyue's expression remained as usual, without any fluctuation. Instead, she said, "This must be your plan, right?"
After saying that, Yuankong laughed heartily: "Huo Yun acted recklessly. Even if he has profound cultivation, he is still like a child in the first generation, with a three-year-old wisdom. This time he ended up like this, but he brought it upon himself. How can you blame me?"
A man came through the air, with long flowing hair and a face like jade. He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a green jade belt. He waved a folding fan lightly in his hand and had an elegant temperament. But it was Prince Jin of Xuanjin Peak, and the five people in front of Lingshi Mansion were blocking the way.
Take one of them.
Lan Gongyue spoke calmly and retorted: "Then where did this blue-eyed zombie come from? If it weren't for you, Huo Yun wouldn't have suffered such a disaster!"
Wang Zijin gently shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "If you question me, Xiaoyue, I will naturally not hide anything. A few days ago, the tomb of the Demon Saint was opened in Qinglin City, and various forces fought openly and secretly to release hundreds of zombies.
.I also led the blue-eyed zombie here, but whether he killed Huo Yun or Ye Ling is beyond my control."
"However, Huo Yun's death is not a bad thing." Wang Zijin looked at Lan Gongyue, with a slight fluctuation in his eyes, and said: "Xiaoyue, you should know that Huo Yun strives to be the first in front of you and flatters you everywhere.
I have long wanted to get rid of him, but this time I just kill two birds with one stone!"
Lan Gongyue's expression softened, the corners of her eyes fluctuated, and a touch of vermilion quietly crawled on her face, making Wang Zijin's heart unsteady and his blood rising.
"Then what should we do now?" Lan Gongyue asked: "Huo Yun is Master Chunyang's favorite disciple. If he dies here, Master Chunyang will definitely not let it go!"
Wang Zijin smiled and said: "No need to worry!" As he said that, he stretched out his hand and the Nine Dragons Blazing Spear flew into his hand.
"The disciples of Red Fire Peak only know that Huo Yun asked Ye Ling to come here. If Huo Yun dies, he and Ye Ling will not be able to escape the involvement. This is what I call killing two birds with one stone!"
Lan Gongyue smiled sweetly: "I didn't expect you had already planned it, but I was overly worried."
"Xiaoyue, are you worried about me?" Wang Zijin smiled, as if he was very happy. He had admired Lan Gongyue for many years, and expressed his feelings to her many times, but he never saw Lan Gongyue's response.
Lan Gongyue's phoenix eyes were filled with spring, her forehead was slightly raised, her red lips were slightly opened and she said: "There are many dangers for monks, slaves and women, and they will need more help from Senior Brother Wang in the future. I wonder if Senior Brother Wang is willing?"
"Xiaoyue, of course I am obligated to do so. As long as I am here, I will never make you suffer any injustice!"
The prince was obsessed with color, and his spiritual wisdom had long been blocked. He was no different from the fire cloud.
The two returned together, chatting and laughing, which naturally made people who didn't know the truth envious.
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Tianxuan Peak is based on the central main vein of Wentian Sect, surrounded by spiritual energy, and is the highest of the nine peaks. There are many palaces and pavilions in the mountain, with flying eaves, giving it a fairy-like scenery.
In a jade-colored palace on the top of the mountain, two monks sat cross-legged in the void, using spiritual power as the guide and Taoism as the pieces, playing chess against each other.
The person on the left has her hair pulled up into a high bun, with a rich and handsome look; the person on the right has her hair half pulled up into a bun, with a cold look on her face.
The two of them were Meng Peiran from Yuanshui Peak and Xuguo Chen from Tianxuan Peak.
Meng Peiran watched the chess game and then smiled and said: "Senior brother Lone Chen has indeed won the true inheritance of the sect master. Junior brother, I have no choice but to admit defeat!"
Xu Mochen looked indifferent and said: "My chess skills are not as good as yours. In two months, you and I played no less than a dozen times, and we either tied or lost, but it made me not focus on chess."
"Senior brother, his mind is not in the chess game. It really makes him feel ashamed."
"How come your thoughts are in the longitude and latitude of this square?" Xuguchen waved his long sleeves and the suspended chess game disappeared: "Although I don't leave home, I have heard a little bit about the affairs of the sect. Are you waiting to stir up the fire?
Yun is fighting with Ye Ling in Taixu Garden, but I would like to know who of these two is your chess piece?"
Meng Peiran smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Senior brother Lone Chen is joking, humans are not dead things, how can they be manipulated by others? If you are not distracted, it will be difficult for anyone to make plans. Junior brother is not a chess player, but just a spectator."
Xu Lonely Chen fell to the ground, stepped forward, and pushed open the palace door that had been open for a long time.
The Tianxuan Peak disciples all live in houses and caves halfway up the mountain. The Jade Palace on the top of the mountain is the residence of the elders. Only Xuguochen can live here.
"When a monk realizes the Tao, he will have something to seek. If he has no desire, how can he compete with the Dao? But I don't know what Huo Yun wants. Is he also coveting the immortal treasure of Taixu Garden?"
"No," Meng Peiran replied, leaning on his fly whisk, "not for the immortal treasures, but for the lust that should have been abandoned long ago, for the pink skull and the charming skin!"
"You are a sexy person!" Xu Mochen said with a smile, "It's just that the nine peaks will be turbulent again, which is very interesting!"