A full hour passed before Xuanmu refined the light of the electric spirit and incorporated it into his own Nascent Soul.
He slowly opened his eyes, feeling quite emotional in his heart. He did not expect that this electric light could be refined into spiritual power within his body.
At this time, he rushed towards a purple mist. Another bolt of lightning suddenly rushed towards him.
In the blink of an eye, he swallowed the electric light into his belly. A numb feeling pulsed from his body toward the major meridians. And after his Nascent Soul wandered around in the body, he quickly moved toward the electric light.
go.
That faint electric light was quickly wrapped by its Nascent Soul, and then began to be refined again.
In this way, ten days passed.
On this day, Xuanmu's beastly body finally stood up in mid-air. With a flicker of his body, he turned into a Nascent Soul that radiated white light. In the past ten days, the spiritual power he breathed and absorbed gradually increased.
You can see traces of faint purple threads wandering inside the Nascent Soul.
These thin purple lines are the electric spirit energy that Xuan Mu is now refining in Yuanying. He slowly opened his eyes.
A wisp of white clouds floated in the sky and earth, like silk catkins. The sky was blue, and there was a purple mountain mist. In the purple mist, Zhuo Wenqin was still cross-legged, unaware that the mysterious tree was approaching him at this time.
"Want to harm me?" Xuanmu murmured, moving towards Zhuo Wenqin's head.
Xuanmu's body swayed and turned into an illusory human form. This human form had obviously not yet been condensed into a physical body. It was only condensed with spiritual energy, so it was naturally illusory.
The illusory humanoid figure suddenly raised a bloody long sword, and with a flash of blood, it rushed towards Zhuo Wenqin. In almost a blink of an eye, the red light had broken through Zhuo Wenqin's body. At this moment,
Xuanmu felt a chill in his heart.
He was shocked to find that Zhuo Wenqin's body did not put up any resistance and was killed by the Killing Sword.
If this is the case, Xuanmu might be a little confused by the strangeness. He thinks that the Killing Sword has not yet reached the point where it can kill monks of the same level like tofu. In any case, the opponent is also a top-level Nascent Soul monk.
At least it will sense when the killing sword is approaching.
Even though he was in a state of concentration, his induction was relatively weak. However, the moment the killing sword pierced his heart, there would be a slight struggle. But the opponent did not move at all.
Xuanmu was shocked and turned around in an instant. But at this moment, he heard a familiar voice. At the same time as the voice sounded, his heart instantly sank to the bottom of the sea.
"Xuanmu, do you think I really intend to take you to condense the physical body?" Zhuo Wenqin's voice seemed to ring in Xuanmu's ears, because he heard it too clearly, so he had such an illusion. "
You are not wrong, but unfortunately, you have too many treasures. So, you have no choice but to die!!"
When he finished saying this, a purple lightning that was seven feet wide and ten feet high suddenly bombarded Xuanmu's body. The characteristics of the electric monk are fast, ruthless, and accurate. Although he is not as violent as the thunder monk
The destructive power is enough, but the attack speed is comparable to that of wind monks.
Its speed was so fast that Xuanmu couldn't dodge it at all.
I saw a flash of purple light, and Zhuo Wenqin grabbed the void in front of him with his right hand. The killing sword instantly stopped in mid-air and continued to fall. Instead, it slowly suspended in mid-air, motionless.
The purple lightning was like tearing a crack in the air, quickly shattering the illusory human form condensed from the black wood.
A weak white light rushed from the air towards the bottom of the Soul Refining Cliff. When Zhuo Wenqin saw this scene, his pupils shrank imperceptibly. Hehehe said to himself: "If you come up, maybe I can still
I'll give you a way to survive, but it's a pity that you don't know what to do, so you go to the Soul Refining Cliff. Do you know that even I can't bear the silver-level lightning under the Soul Refining Cliff, let alone you are just a Nascent Soul.
"
As soon as the purple lightning disappeared, the entire sky became clear again.
Zhuo Wenqin sheathed the killing sword and strode towards the Qi Du Sect.
"Haha..., I have this sword, and from then on I can be invincible in the second heaven. The ugly people of Yanwu Kingdom, I am here...!!!"
The crazy laughter gradually became distant, but it continued to echo in the air for a long time before slowly dissipating.
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Amidst the silvery light, a ball of white light flickered faintly.
"Puff..." "Puff..."
The sound kept ringing, and the ball of white light gradually changed and turned into a small man with flashing white light. As soon as he saw the little man's appearance, he knew that this was actually Xuan Mu.
The little man seemed to be sitting cross-legged subconsciously, and then became motionless again.
Gradually, some silver light gathered towards the white Nascent Soul and quickly rushed into the Nascent Soul.
Time passed quickly, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The Qi Du Sect has been attacked by the Flame Dance Kingdom. The forces of the Yan Wu Kingdom now occupy a large sect of the Qi Po Sect in the Dream Kingdom, along with three other small sects. The cultivators of the entire Flame Dance Kingdom are divided into two groups.
One road was besieging the Yin Yuan Sect. The other was besieging the Guangming Sect in the southeast of the Dream Kingdom.
Yin Yuan Sect, in a majestic palace on the main peak.
Three top-level Nascent Soul stage old monsters are sitting cross-legged in the hall. There are more than ten high-level Nascent Soul stage monks and more than a hundred upper-level Nascent Soul stage monks.
On the far left is an old man in gray robe sitting cross-legged. This person is the leader of the Qi Po Sect (Old Poison). In the center is a middle-aged man in white robe sitting cross-legged. If Xuan Mu sees him, he will definitely kill him.
He, because the ancient sword carried on his back was Xuan Mu's killing sword.
——Who is this person? It is Zhuo Wenqin.
On the far right is an energetic old woman sitting cross-legged. The old woman sits with her eyes closed, looking enigmatic.
Zhuo Wenqin's eyes swept across the bodies of all the monks under His Highness, and a stream of cold air emanated from his eyes. Under His Highness, all the monks who were swept by this person's eyes, no matter what their cultivation level, were covered in cold air.
trembling.
The man's eyes stayed on Chong Peng, Jiang Zhao, and Fang Yu for a moment, and then nodded with a satisfied look. He said with a smile: "Everyone, I, Zhuo Wenqin, don't have much reputation in the Dream Kingdom. However,
My strength lies here. I know that some of you monks have some prejudices against Pindao because I accidentally killed your master Xuanmu. Pindao will not make any excuses. After all, your master's token is here.
The fact that the killing sword is here has already explained everything. This time, I hope you can put aside your prejudices and share the same hatred. After all, everyone understands better than Ping Dao about the truth that no one will be able to lay an egg until the nest is overturned."
"You fart, just because of your cultivation level? You dare to speak so loudly here. Who do you think you are? That old ghost Xia Houmo died in Xuanmu's hands, do you still dare to say that Xuanmu was accidentally killed by you?
Do you think I am a three-year-old child who is so easy to fool?" Chongpeng saw His Highness and everyone was silent, and immediately shouted furiously.
"Are you a bug? It is said that you are a beast from the fairy world? I wonder what the difference is between your beast from the fairy world and our beasts from the spiritual world?" Zhuo Wenqin sneered and said in a mocking tone.
"I am a fairy beast, what can you do to me?" Chongpeng's voice was filled with anger, and his anger was so strong that it exploded like thunder.
"Haha..., not bad!" Zhuo Wenqin said in a hypocritical tone, and then joked: "Haha..., even you are so bold. Although I don't know what the fairy world is like, if you are like this
It can also be regarded as an immortal beast, so I wonder if the high-level Nascent Soul cultivators here and the three of us can be regarded as immortal emperors?"
"What the fuck." Chongpeng casually slapped Zhuo Wenqin with his right hand, and a bright red fire quickly shot up in the entire hall. The jade floor on the ground cracked with a crack in the blink of an eye.
"You are such an idiot, you are so disobedient." A majestic voice sounded in the hall, the sound was so powerful that it almost shook the entire hall.
The monks from the Yin Yuan Sect and the Qi Po Sect all looked at them with indifferent expressions. No monk spoke, and no monk was willing to take action for Chong Peng or Zhuo Wenqin. It was as if in their eyes, these two monks were a joke.
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While Zhuo Wenqin was speaking, he just waved his right hand, and he could see a purple electric light emerging from mid-air. This electric light looked quite strange, and it was about to bombard the body of the insect. His right hand suddenly waved.
, that purple electric light was quickly retracted. He stepped towards the red flames displayed by the insect tent.
Bursts of purple light emitted from his body. As the purple light flickered, Zhuo Wenqin stepped into the flames with his usual expression. He walked up to Chongpeng calmly and said with a smile: "You want to die? Don't get involved.
Pindao, fortunately Pindao stopped in time. Otherwise, Pindao's reputation would have been almost ruined."
"Bullshit. I may not be able to kill you today. But, one day, I will definitely kill you. Huh..." Chongpeng snorted coldly, and then walked out of the hall.
"Senior Chongpeng, please go slowly. I want to keep you for other purposes. You will know after we capture the Flame Dance Kingdom this time." Zhuo Wenqin said with a smile, his words were not smooth.
It's not tepid, but it can pierce the heart and pierce the bones.
"Fellow Taoist said you want to capture the Flame Dance Kingdom?" the leader of the Qi Po Sect asked doubtfully at this time. At the same time, he used his right hand to move a stream of black water in front of him, and the water quickly engulfed all the flames. After the flames were extinguished,
There was still a black crack on the white jade base plate on the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, please don't talk big. Now let's discuss how to resist Yan Mozi's crazy offensive. It seems that the Yin Yuan Sect's sect-protecting formation will not last long." The old woman said in a calm tone.
"Big talk, there is a killing sword. How can I lose to that Yan Mozi? Tomorrow I will make that arrogant boy disappear from the second heaven." Zhuo Wenqin said with a sneer.