The shadow of the body condensed by Xuan Mu grabbed the young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
The young man's body immediately flew towards where Xuan Mu was. After carefully looking at the young man's body. After examining it for a long time, he grabbed the young man's Nascent Soul from his body and blasted the young man's Nascent Soul with one palm.
broken.
Then he took out a small knife from the storage ring. The small knife was extremely sharp. What did Xuanmu want to do with this small knife?
He was seen making gestures with the knife left and right on the young man's face, with a look of contemplation on his face. Then, he closed his eyes tightly, and his right hand began to dance rapidly, as his hands moved dozens of times across the young man's face.
After the knife.
All the monks of the Silver Lightning Sect who were watching this scene from a distance were shocked. This man turned out to be so crazy.
There were several wounds on the young man's face. This was not what shocked them the most. What shocked these monks most was that the young man's appearance was exactly the same as Xuanmu's. Xuanmu integrated the Nascent Soul and the condensed lightning meridians.
In that physical body.
As the mysterious wood gradually merged with the body of the sentence, its body began to move slowly.
At this time, the monks of the Silver Lightning Sect were all stunned. They couldn't believe that this scene was so weird.
And Xuanmu manipulated this still unfamiliar body to slowly sit down cross-legged, like an evil god. After he glanced at the twenty monks coldly, he said coldly: "Master, stay here.
If the others want to die, they can stay."
As soon as he said these words, all the Silver Lightning Sect disciples fled towards the south in panic.
"Who dares to report to Zhuo Wenqin? Then he is doomed." Xuanmu said coldly when he saw that these monks were leaving in the same direction.
"Senior, I have something unclear about this junior. Please give me some advice. I don't know why you want to keep this junior here?" The leader changed his initial arrogance and now looked groveling.
"I'll leave you here, you'll know later." Xuanmu didn't say much because he found that the man's voice had not yet changed into his own. His Nascent Soul was still slowly interacting with this physical body.
Fusion.
A very long time passed. One day later, under the expectation of the head of the Silver Lightning Sect, Xuanmu slowly opened his eyes.
The moment Xuanmu opened his eyes, the leader of the Silver Electric Sect felt a trembling feeling. He suddenly felt the terrifying cultivation of the monk in front of him. There was a faint flash of electric light in his eyes, and electric light burst out.
Shoot it out, making the fear in his heart even stronger.
"Do you know that you are wrong?" Xuanmu said softly. While speaking, he slowly rubbed the thumb and the other four fingers of his right hand, and you could see a flash of electric light coming from his hand, making a 'chichi' sound.
.
"Senior, have mercy on me, I know I was wrong." The head of the Silver Electric Sect quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Since you said you knew you were wrong, where did you go wrong?" Xuanmu asked curiously.
"This..., junior..., junior should not neglect senior. This is junior's fault."
"Now that you know you were wrong, what should you do?"
"Juniors listen to seniors."
"Okay. Not bad. I saw you right. Let's go with me."
"Where to go?" The head of the Silver Electric Sect couldn't help but ask.
"You'll know when you get there." Xuanmu said, and flew towards the south. Upon seeing this, the head of the Silver Electric Sect followed closely with lingering fear.
Speeding all the way, the two female cultivators from the Flame Dance Kingdom had actually escaped to the sky above the Qi Du Sect.
Behind the two female cultivators, there was another monk. This monk was wearing a brown robe. He was chasing forward quickly. He pointed his hands in the air, and a purple lightning flashed out of the air. The lightning was extremely fast.
He blasted towards one of the red-haired female cultivators at a very fast speed.
The female cultivator frowned at this moment. She clearly felt that there was an extremely terrifying aura approaching rapidly. She ducked and narrowly avoided the purple lightning.
However, the woman's body-protecting light was shattered by the purple lightning. This scene immediately gave the female cultivator a feeling of lingering fear. Her body moved forward faster.
However, she did not have time to escape because an ancient sword with red light had already pierced her chest.
Her body suddenly twitched, and then she lost all consciousness. Her wide-open pupils were now dimmed. They were gray, with silence and indifference.
The white-haired woman suddenly took action at this moment, and two white flames quickly shot out from her hands. As soon as the white flames came out, they suddenly blasted towards Zhuo Wenqin. Zhuo Wenqin's face was already ferocious, and there was a faint tinge in his eyes.
There is a bloodthirsty light. When staring at such a beauty, the lust of a normal man does not appear, but a kind of bloodthirsty greed.
When this white flame bombarded Zhuo Wenqin's body, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes and became more and more intense. As the murderous intent gradually became more intense, the protective light outside his body suddenly collapsed at this moment.
He was not surprised at all, but a red light gradually flashed in his eyes. The killing sword did not need to be controlled by him, and stabbed directly towards the white-haired female cultivator.
When the white-haired female cultivator saw this, her expression was stern, and she stepped out in the air. She rushed towards Zhuo Wenqin quickly, and the spiritual power in her body suddenly condensed towards where Nascent Soul was.
"If you want to self-destruct, okay. Let me give Pindao a try to see who is better, Xuanmu, or me." Zhuo Wenqin said, the blood-red light in his eyes became more and more intense, gradually filling his pupils.
No other color could be seen in his pupils, only blood.
There was a bloody aura gradually emanating from his body. This had never happened when Xuanmu used the Killing Sword. But when the Killing Sword came into his hands, Zhuo Wenqin, there was such a result.
If Xuan Mu was here, I probably wouldn't be able to tell the reason.
Just when the white-haired woman was about to self-destruct, a bolt of lightning approached her head and rushed into her body. A numb feeling could not stop her from self-destructing. However, at this moment, the killing sword suddenly broke through.
It opened its body-protecting light and penetrated deeply into its body.
At this moment, the white-haired female cultivator's eyes widened. A sense of unwillingness emanated from her eyes.
"Haha, I want to blow myself up. I am overestimating my own capabilities." While sneering, Zhuo Wenqin suddenly turned around and looked at the two blue figures chasing behind him. He shouted: "You two fellow Taoists, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Where?"
"Come... kill... you...!" The voice was clear and sweet, but it was Long Ye's voice.
When Zhuo Wenqin heard this voice, he closed his eyes slightly, showing an intoxicated look, and said with a smile: "It turns out he is Xuanmu's old friend, does he want to come to avenge Xuanmu?"
Long Chun shouted coldly: "Junior, it's useless to be arrogant. Your death has come."
"Date of death?" Zhuo Wenqin was obviously a little surprised. These days, how many people want to kill him, Zhuo Wenqin, but how many people can actually kill him? In the end, they all died under his sword. "
Kill me? Old lady, don't be too arrogant."
When Long Chun heard the words "old woman", his face suddenly turned cold. Without saying a word, he waved his right hand, and the wind and clouds in the sky rolled back. A large dark cloud filled the sky, and bursts of power emanated from the dark clouds.
The pressure is overwhelming, but the droplets of water condensed inside make it even more breathtaking.
Long Ye also suddenly took action at this moment, grabbing the air behind him with both hands, and two water dragons instantly condensed and blasted towards Zhuo Wenqin.
When Zhuo Wenqin came down to the two monks, there was a look of ridicule in his eyes. Long Chun's cultivation level was indeed higher than his, but in his eyes, Long Chun was just a withered skeleton. He really
What I'm afraid of is the dragon leaf.
With his left hand, he grabbed the white-haired withered skeleton behind him. A red light flashed from the belly of the mummy withered bones, and the killing sword was drawn out. At the moment the killing sword was drawn out, Long Ye's expression
There was a slight change and I became more cautious.
Two water dragons roared in the air and suddenly hit Zhuo Wenqin's chest. Zhuo Wenqin's face was pale. The force of this blow was so huge. It was like being hit by a huge stone in the chest.
The several bolts of lightning he had just cast had already consumed a lot of the electrical spiritual power in his body. At this time, it would be extremely difficult to cast the lightning technique again.
Even if it was difficult, he still had to perform it. His face gradually wrinkled, and he looked more and more miserable. A bolt of lightning suddenly rushed out from the index finger of his right hand. It suddenly bombarded towards Long Chun. Seeing this, Long Chun twisted the fingers of his hands.
.The delicate ten fingers danced strangely, and the blue enchanting lights were constantly moving.
What followed was a blue water curtain that condensed in front of him. The water curtain was more than twenty feet high and more than thirty feet wide. The blue light flickered on it, and the lightning struck on the blue light.
, but saw that the blue light quickly dissipated.
While the blue light dissipated, it quickly condensed again. Unfortunately, at this time, a red light passed by and blasted away the blue water curtain.
The bloody killing sword struck Long Chun's chest at this moment. Long Chun's face turned pale, and he retreated more than ten feet away.
A ray of purple lightning suddenly shot out at this time, and Long Chun also released a stream of water flashing with seven-color light. The seven-color light quickly collided with the purple lightning. The lightning penetrated the seven-color water stream and directly bombarded the
Long Chun's chest.
Long Chun was completely numb at this moment. He stopped in the air like a puppet, and then suddenly fell from the air.
A white figure gradually appeared in the distance, walking towards this place with flickering steps. This person exuded an aura that was very familiar to both Long Ye and Zhuo Wenqin.
After feeling this strong aura, both Long Ye and Zhuo Wenqin shrank their pupils, showing expressions of disbelief and surprise.