264: Slaughter Spirit Sword Ten Cultivators Part 1
At this time, in the northeast of Qinjian Mountain, there was still under the huge locust tree.
Eleven rays of light and shadow stopped here, and the leader turned out to be Xun Wenzhong. The ten monks behind him were seven men and three women, and their cultivation levels were all in the upper Nascent Soul stage.
The purpose of these monks is also to head towards Qinjian Mountain. They don't know what is in Qinjian Mountain. However, there are three people from Li Mo exploring the way in front, and their cultivation is not low, so naturally they are not afraid of it.
What's the danger?
Gu Ning's footsteps continued to the sky. Suddenly, he stared at the top of the cliff with cold eyes. He threw the fire ring upward with both hands. But when the fire flickered, a blue water flow came from it.
The top of the cliff is leaning down, and there is an extremely majestic spiritual power hidden in the water flow. Even Gu Gu has a solemn look on his face, obviously he does not dare to underestimate it.
The water flow suddenly bombarded down like this. Before the water flow came, an extremely huge pressure was already pressing on everyone's heads. Unprepared, the bodies of Yang Qing and Yin Ning fell ten feet in mid-air.
More than ten feet away.
When the two people paused, Xuanmu and others were already bombarded above their heads by the majestic water flow. Their bodies also fell suddenly at this time, and they fell more than ten feet.
Only Gu, holding the double rings in his hand, suddenly swiped towards the water flow, and two extremely dazzling flames rushed out from the double rings. As soon as the flames came out, bursts of "chichi" sounds were heard. In this sound
After the sound, the water flow quickly dispersed in mid-air. The ancient body jumped out and rushed out of the crack in the water flow.
Jiang Zhao also took action at this time. With a wave of the jade flute in his hand, a flash of lightning flashed, and an explosion shook the world. A huge hole appeared in the water flow. When Jiang Zhao saw this, he flashed and jumped.
He rushed out of the hole. The other monks followed his footsteps and flew up towards the hole.
Xuanmu grabbed Yang Qing's hand and flew towards the hole. He cursed in his heart: "You idiot, you told her not to come, but you insist on coming. What a burden."
Although he cursed secretly in his heart, he still had to protect these two, especially Yin Ning. She was only at the first level of Nascent Soul. It was easy for accidents to happen. If there was any accident, Xuanmu wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
Tell Yin Su.
When a group of monks flew out of the water, they were shocked to see a group of ten people sitting cross-legged on top of the cliff. In addition, there were round boulders on the cliff. Xuanmu just used his spiritual consciousness to
After a scan, I discovered something strange on the boulder. There was a big word "horse" carved on the boulder, which turned out to be a chess piece.
"What a big gesture, using such a huge boulder as a chess piece." Xuanmu sighed in surprise. How big is this stone? In Xuanmu's eyes, it can be regarded as a boulder? Is about ten feet big?
?This is the size of the stone used to make the chess piece.
Looking at it at this time, the ravine just now can no longer be regarded as a ravine, it should be the Chu River and Han boundary.
"Gu Ning? How could it be you?" At this moment, Ma Jie stared at Gu Ning with wide eyes and said in disbelief.
"Ma Jie... why can't it be me?" Gu Ning said with a smile. When he said this, there was a hint of joking in his eyes. "Why are you still here? Could it be that you can't get in?
Yes? Don’t you have a map?”
"Gu Ning, for the sake of you and me having the same cultivation level, I won't kill you. Just hand over the map honestly." Ma Jie glanced at Xuanmu and other high-level cultivation disciples with a sinister smile.
He said calmly.
"Map? If our Miaoyin Sect had a map, why would we have to wait for today?" Gu Ning said with a sneer. It seemed like he already had a countermeasure in mind.
"Then you go to hell." Ma Jie said sternly. He dodged and stepped towards the black wood on the right. At the same time, he saw the long sword behind him suddenly flying out at this moment.
Waves of moon-white light emitted from the sky. "Boy, I couldn't kill you last time in the dream city. Today I will give you a ride."
"Kill me? Just wait." Xuanmu sneered, grabbed his right hand from behind, and the Yulan Qin appeared in his hand. He pulled up the strings and suddenly played, and a green light mixed with gold and pink light came towards the horse.
Jay rushed over suddenly.
At the same time, a ring of fire also rushed towards Ma Jie. When Ma Jie saw this, his expression changed slightly, and the moon-white long sword behind him quickly transformed into eighteen long swords of the same kind. These long swords were all different.
As soon as it was spread out, it was like a peacock spreading its wings. When the eighteen rays of moon-white light flashed, nine rays of light rushed towards Ma Jie, and the other nine rays of light were bombarded in the direction of Xuanmu.
And go.
Xuanmu's body flew back continuously. At this time, a thunder ball suddenly bombarded towards the direction of Xuanmu. The thunder ball exploded in front of Xuanmu, forcefully resisting Na Majie's attack.
The nine-handled sword.
The nine upper-level Yuanying monks in red robes from Lingjian Sect also suddenly took action. They dodged and attacked Senior Brother Huang and others.
When Xuanmu flew back, he took out an elixir bottle, poured out five Drunken Dream Pills from the elixir bottle, then swallowed them into his belly, and quickly refined them. He dodged and moved toward the upper-level men.
The cultivating Spirit Sword Sect monk rushed over. He put the Yulan Qin away and took out the killing sword that he had not used for a long time.
As soon as the sword came out, a strong evil spirit rushed out from the killing sword. Just when Xuanmu took action, the bearded man who had been following senior brother Huang was killed by two upper-level monks with one sword.
, this scene happened so fast that Xuanmu didn’t even react.
This is not a competition in the arena. If you die in the arena, you can be resurrected after leaving the arena. If you die, you will never be resurrected.
Xuanmu's eyes showed a fierce light, and he suddenly stepped towards the two Spirit Sword Sect monks who had just killed the Miaoyin Sect monks. His right hand concentrated his spiritual power and slashed with a sword. When the two monks saw this, they also sneered.
A sword was swung out. Two red-gold sword lights rushed out from the red-gold swords of the two monks.
One after another, the sword rays shot towards Xuanmu in mid-air. Xuanmu's face was stern, and the green ray he just waved was just a test. This red ray was his trump card, and he looked so long.
The light on the sword flickered, and a red light rushed out, instantly breaking through the red-gold sword light that the two monks had just displayed.
The bloody sword light kept rushing towards each other. After the sword light was broken repeatedly, the two monks were shocked. They wondered whether this Xuanmu was a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect. Sometimes they even felt that this boy
He should be a senior disciple of their Lingjian Sect.
"ah……!"
There was another cruel and sharp sound, and Xuanmu's eyes burned with anger. He looked back and saw that the fat-headed and big-eared monk was also killed by two disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect. They then moved towards the female disguise.
The female cultivator dressed as a man rushed over.
The ancient hands kept waving in the air, but the double rings in the air in front of him were constantly rotating, sometimes getting bigger and sometimes getting smaller. Twelve flames rushed out from the double rings. At this time, the flames and
The eighteen moon-white long swords are intertwined with each other.
The moon-white long sword in Ma Jie's hand was originally called the Ice Soul Sword, and this sword was the strongest against fire-based weapons. He was naturally calm and calm in fighting against the ancient fire ring and the flaming gun.
The old man's expression became even more gloomy, and he was able to display twelve flames, which was his limit. If he had been able to condense twenty-one flames back then, not to mention these eighteen transformed ice soul swords, it would be
He is not afraid of more.
"Old ghost, you'd better die. Eighteen Ice Soul Slash..." Ma Jie said sharply. He raised his right hand and twisted his fingers, as if condensing some strange seal. As soon as the seal came out,
The air in front of him was distorted for a while, and then he saw the eighteen ice soul swords in front of him slashing down on the ancient head one after another.
The ancient right hand was raised, and the double rings in front of him also rose into the sky at this time. The ring of flames continued to rotate. From the flame ring, one after another flame light quickly condensed out, looking like it was ready to go.
The spiritual power in Xuanmu's body rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he had broken through the middle-level Yuanying cultivation level and reached the upper-level Yuanying cultivation level. At this time, he concentrated his spiritual power on the killing sword and pointed the long sword towards him.
The disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect in front of him who was wearing a white robe suddenly swung away. The killing sword flashed with light and quickly drew a red light in the mid-air.
The killing sword suddenly rushed out, and then broke through the sword light one after another, and directly pierced the monk's chest. The monk's face was distorted, and his body stiffened for an instant, followed by a tremor, and trembled several times, and the energy in his body
The blood and spiritual power were drained instantly, and the Nascent Soul quickly dimmed, eventually disappearing due to the rapid depletion of spiritual power.
Xuanmu moved his right hand towards the killing sword, and the killing sword was quickly pulled out from the mummy. He stared coldly at another monk from the Spirit Sword Sect, who was at the same level of cultivation.
There is absolutely no suspense when Xuanmu kills him.
"You..., what kind of sword is this?" The monk from the Spirit Sword Sect looked panicked. He had never seen a monk of the same level killed by one blow. His voice was trembling, with a feeling of extreme fear.
. He held the red-gold sword in his trembling hands and kept waving it towards Xuanmu. Sword rays rushed out from the sword one after another. The rays of light varied, but most of them were mainly golden.
"You... talk... too much..." Xuanmu said word by word. He grabbed the killing sword with his right hand and stabbed the Spirit Sword Sect monk's chest suddenly.
.
The killing sword broke through all obstacles. When the sword light touched the killing sword, it quickly shattered. Xuanmu sneered, there are no top-level monks here, if he wants to kill someone, who will
You can't survive under his sword. Unless his drunken dream elixir is exhausted, and the opponent is a high-level Nascent Soul cultivator.
The monk from the Spirit Sword Sect was still waving the long sword in his hand irregularly. With a 'clang' sound, the long sword in his hand was cut off by the Killing Sword. His eyes dimmed instantly, it was a kind of despair.