The situation in the Sea of Blood Souls can be said to be full of twists and turns. A year ago, Wu Kun, the Sea Clan's great demon-devouring sea monster, was born. He broke through the human race's defense line in the Sea of Blood Souls with peerless ferocious flames. The human race retreated hundreds of thousands of miles and abandoned the entire Sea of Blood Souls.
, the defense line was rebuilt at the junction with Luohai and was able to hold off the Hai Clan army, but the situation was still not optimistic. Wu Kun was a great demon who had rampaged overseas two thousand years ago, and his sudden appearance suddenly broke the relationship between the human race and the Hai Clan.
Due to the original balance of strength of the human race, the human race is temporarily unable to recruit strong men to compete with Wu Kun, and the defense line is in danger of collapse at any time.
But just when Wu Kun's ferocious flames surged into the sky, a mysterious strong man from the human race appeared from the sky and killed him instantly with a single sword of five-color lightsaber! The sea tribe was frightened, and the human race was also shocked. When did the world of spirit sword masters appear?
Such a strong man? Then the entire Luohai battlefield was boiling. The spirit sword masters were looking for the mysterious strong man excitedly, wanting to have a glimpse of his grace. However, it backfired. The mysterious strong man seemed to be a flash in the pan, and he has been there ever since.
After killing an adult dragon and Wu Kun, they disappeared. No matter how hard they searched, they could not find a single clue. That person seemed to appear out of thin air. The only thing that could be determined was that the person had silver hair. Because of this feature, he suddenly appeared in Luo
A hair-dying craze started in the sea, and many impulsive young spirit swordsmen dyed their hair silver, worshiping silver as their top priority and worshiping them crazily.
And precisely because of the appearance of the mysterious strong man, the deeds of a fleet carrying tens of thousands of original blood soul sea spirit swordsmen and millions of ordinary islanders to break through the sea clan's defense line and escape did not attract much attention, and the limelight was completely
Covered up by the mysterious silver-haired strong man.
Under such circumstances, the fleet quietly arrived at a certain spiritual island at the junction of the Blood Soul Sea and the Luo Sea. Millions of humans built cities and settled on the island, and a sword sect named Rakshasa was quietly established...
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At this moment, Mo Wen is in the deep sea of the battlefield between the two clans. While absorbing the remaining spirits to strengthen his sword consciousness, he is also cultivating the killing sword essence with the help of the strong evil energy of the battlefield. Although this battlefield has existed for less than a year, it is more powerful because of its huge scale.
Moreover, the spirit of the newly formed residual sword has not disappeared, so Mo Wen's sword consciousness and killing sword essence are growing stronger every day.
Soon, a year passed, and the enthusiasm caused by the mysterious strong man gradually faded away. The battle that took place on the Luohai battlefield a year ago has become a legend. The human race threatened to kill the sea-devouring demon king Wu Kunzhi.
Victory, counterattacked the Blood Soul Sea, not only regaining the lost ground, but also taking over the other half of the Blood Soul Sea. The entire Blood Soul Sea has become the inner sea of Ren Clan. In the end, the Sea Clan urgently mobilized troops from other deep sea battlefields to be able to move the front line.
Stabilized to the north of the Sea of Blood Souls. This battle severely damaged the vitality of the Sea Clan, and the human race was not in a good mood either. The number of casualties among the Spirit Sword Masters alone exceeded one hundred thousand, and countless people were missing. There was no way to start another large-scale war.
Then they built a defense line on the northern border of the Sea of Blood Souls to restore their strength.
After the Blood Soul Sea was devastated by the Hai Clan's military, there was originally no population left on the Spirit Island. After the Blood Soul Sea defense line was re-stabilized, large-scale immigrants popped up like bamboo shoots, and various sects competed for resources. There was constant friction. The entire
Behind the vigorous development of the Blood Soul Sea is bloody chaos.
But these chaos did not spread to a third-level spiritual island called Rakshasa Island in the southern part of the Blood Soul Sea. It was not that others did not want to, but that all the sects who made up their minds were met with bloodshed. It is unimaginable that thousands of Jian Gang Realm
What a shocking scene it is to have the spirit sword masters dispatched together. Even the spirit sword masters at the sword yuan perfection level have to retreat, not to mention the dozens of flying feather sword ships on the island. The entire ancient spirit sword domain is probably not so powerful that it cannot be justified.
The third level sword sect of the plan!
In this way, the Rakshasa Sword Sect has almost become a taboo for all sects in the Blood Soul Sea. Even the sects in Luohai talk about Rakshasa's sexual transformation. It's not just how ugly the disciples on Rakshasa Island are, but the name of this evil ghost.
On the contrary, the core disciples of the Rakshasa Sword Sect are all first-class young beauties, but they can only be seen from a distance but not up close. Each of these beauties, like flowers and jade, are cold and cold, and do not allow strangers to approach, as if they are against every man.
They all have deep-seated hatred, and any male spirit swordsman will feel terrified in front of them. Some male spirit swordsmen who do not believe in evil have flirted with these women, only to be chopped into pieces and fed to fish, including a swordsman.
For the strong men in the early Yuan Dynasty, in the face of sheer numbers, this difference in realm was nothing.
What is even more surprising is that the strong swordsmen of the Rakshasa Sword Sect are all just elders of Keqing. The ancestor of the Sword Sect is extremely mysterious and has never appeared since the founding of the sect. This has caused everyone to speculate.
Who is this master who created such a perverted sword sect? Unfortunately, after a year of searching, he found nothing. The Rakshasa sword sect developed rapidly within this year, and there were eight buildings within a radius of 5,000 miles.
The second-level spiritual islands and the seventy-five first-level spiritual islands were all brought under the sect, and disciples were recruited. Ordinary islanders were purchased from the spiritual islands in Luohai to fill the population. Today, the Rakshasa Sword Sect already has official disciples
Five thousand, Ke Qing's disciples are eight thousand, and the population exceeds two million. This is definitely one of the best sword sects among the many third-level sword sects in the Ancient Spirit Sword Domain.
In a coral reef cave somewhere in the deep sea, a figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. A dark sword shadow emerged from the body, and then it rose up like a sky pillar. The reef cave he lived in suddenly shattered, and the dark sword light continued.
Upward, breaking through the 10,000-meter deep sea and reaching the sky!
A few dozen miles away, a spirit sword master who was fleeing against the light stood up in shock, his mouth wide open as he looked at the dark sword pillar that reached the sky.
"The Killing Sword Qi! It has actually reached the peak of the late sword element! Which master is cultivating here?"
This person hesitated for a moment, turned his sword light and hurried away in the opposite direction. It would be better not to provoke a spiritual swordsman who practices extreme swordsmanship such as Killing Swordsmanship. If a madman with abnormal mental state comes out, he will fall.
Got blood mold.
The sword pillar did not last long. After two breaths, it quickly shrank and disappeared without a trace. A moment later, a figure rose from the sea, with long silver hair flying, revealing a young face. It was exactly one year of Qianxiu.
Don’t ask if it’s been a long time.
After a year, he finally cultivated the Killing Sword Element to the peak of the late stage with the help of the residual evil energy on the battlefield. However, it was a pity that the original soul encountered peace again. He only reached the peak of the late stage of the Sword Element and then made no further progress. Obviously, the remaining spirits here have already
It could not satisfy his Yuanling's subsequent cultivation. At this point, this battlefield no longer left him nostalgic.
He took out a jade slip, checked it, and then looked at the surrounding environment. He looked in one direction and turned into a black sword light and rushed away.
A few hours later, a spiritual island with a radius of thousands of miles appeared in front of him. Mo Wen directly pressed down his sword and directed it toward the main city at the heart of the island.
This main city was built on the main vein of Lingdao, occupying the entire main peak. A powerful wave of spiritual power enveloped the entire city. Mo Wen could tell at a glance that this was a third-level high-grade Xuanyin Guishui.
With his current knowledge of the sword formation, it was only a matter of seconds to break the formation, but he was not looking for trouble, so he fell down in a deserted place outside the city.
A wide gray stone road leads straight to the city. On the road, some ordinary people carrying young children, driving or walking, hurried towards the city, and there was an endless stream of people along the way.
Mo Wen walked out of the wild forest on the roadside and was a little surprised when he saw this scene.
"Grandpa, are you a swordsman?"
A timid voice came from behind.
Mo Wen turned around and looked, only to see a child with a dirty face looking at him timidly with big black and white eyes. His thin body was covered with a white washed robe that obviously didn't fit.
The double braids indicate that the child is a girl.
I don't know why, when I first saw this girl, a very familiar feeling of déjà vu rushed into my heart, and I couldn't help but stretch out my palm and put it on the little girl's head.
The little girl shrank her neck slightly, but finally let Mo Wen's big hand put her head on her head, and stuck out her cute little tongue at Mo Wen: "It turns out to be uncle, Xi'er admitted it wrong."
"Xi'er..." Mo Wen was slightly startled and smiled at the little girl: "Little girl, what is your name?"
"My name is Yun Xi."
"Yun Xi...Xi Yun!" Mo Wen felt that his mind was completely confused all of a sudden, and the names "Xi Yun" and "Yun Xi" were all in his mind.
How is it possible? How could it be such a coincidence?
"Is uncle a swordsman?"
The childish voice gradually brought Mo Wen back to his lost mind. Mo Wen took a deep breath and looked at the little man under him with complicated eyes. He said softly: "Uncle should be a swordsman, but Xi'er can tell
How old is uncle?"
"Uncle is really a swordsman!" Yun Xi seemed to be very excited. She stretched out her dirty little hand to hold the corner of Mo Wen's clothes: "Can uncle fly? Can Xi'er see it?"
Mo Wen rubbed her little head and said with a smile: "Of course uncle can fly, but Xi'er has to tell uncle how old she is, and then he will take you to fly with her."
"Is it true?" Yun Xi immediately spread out her two little hands and started to clasp her fingers: "Four years old, five years old. By the way, Xi'er is just five years old this year."
Mo Wen was shocked, his eyes were a little confused, and he murmured softly: "Yes, it's been five years."
"Xi'er! Xi'er!"
An anxious shout came from not far away, and an old man was seen hurrying over from the other side of the road. He was wearing a shabby sword uniform and his left sleeve was empty floating behind him.
The old man walked quickly to Mo Wen, knelt on the ground with a bang and kowtowed repeatedly: "Senior, please calm down! Senior, please calm down! My little girl is ignorant and bumped into senior, please forgive me!"
Mo Wen looked at the wrinkles on the old man's face, which were a little dazzling, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"The little old man is her grandfather. He didn't pay attention for a moment and bumped into the senior. If the senior wanted to punish him, he let the little old man bear the punishment for him. She is only a child." The old man said tremblingly, his voice full of fear.
"Get up, I like her very much." Mo asked.
However, the old man's face suddenly turned pale without a trace of blood. He buried his head on the ground and said tremblingly: "Senior, if you don't feel comfortable, I can pay for it with my life. Please let this girl go!"
"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" The little girl also knelt on the ground, shaking the sleeve of the old man's left arm with tears in her eyes.
Don't ask Mo Ran, is he more terrifying than a savage beast in the eyes of others? Looking at the old man's empty left arm and the disordered energy on his body, he suddenly had some enlightenment.dd