The seven Big Dipper swords were burning with blazing flames as they faced the four oncoming flying swords. Wherever the Big Dipper swords passed, there were streaks of dazzling fire left in the night sky, like seven comets streaking across the endless night sky at the same time, with great momentum.
spectacular
Sounds like thunder and lightning exploded in the night sky, and colorful firelights illuminated the night.
Under this desperate counterattack, the seven Beidou swords were broken and turned into nothingness.
The sword is a good sword. The sword formation came from the hands of the Four Brahma Heaven Golden Immortals. It's a pity that the material of the sword is poor and it can no longer withstand such a violent impact.
Shangguan Mingyuan's slender body was like a kite with a broken string, flying across the night sky sharply and retreating. The bright red blood drops scattered like rain in the night sky, reflecting the magnificent bright red under the colorful firelight.
The four Qi Qing people, including the eldest disciple Ku Yuanlao Dao among the third generation disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect, stepped back tens of meters almost at the same time. Their throats felt sweet, and a rush of blood rushed up. They were suppressed alive by the four hard-tempered flying weapons.
When the sword's light dimmed, a few cracks appeared faintly.
The four of them looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.
If they hadn't experienced it personally, they would never have believed that a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage could be so powerful.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that he is a monk in the Dongxu stage.
Qi Qingpan withdrew his gaze and turned into a stream of light almost without thinking, surrounding Shangguan Mingyuan who was already pale.
Almost at the same time, a black giant came out from under the canopy and wrapped Shangguan Mingyuan in a net like a rice dumpling.
Such a terrifying person, they will never leave him any chance to fight back again
"Who are you*..." Elder Ku Yuan asked in a ferocious voice
"Who am I? Does it matter?" Shangguan Mingyuan said calmly.
The Big Dipper Sword has been lost, and the oil lamp has dried up. Shangguan Mingyuan knows that he has no chance of survival anymore.
As early as when he was fighting for dominance among the underground forces in Hanglin, Shangguan Mingyuan had already seen through life and death, but he never expected that one day he would not die in a gang fight, but in the world of cultivation, in the pursuit of immortality.
Not willing to give in, Shangguan Mingyuan looked to the southeast again. Although he had been traveling around for just a few days, Shangguan Mingyuan had already met several fellow practitioners in some deep mountains and old forests. Those people had all worked hard to cultivate.
The century-old "senior old man" is only the most powerful in the late Jindan stage. When talking about the Nascent Soul stage, he always sighs with excitement. When he sees Shangguan Mingyuan, he is respectful and calls him "Senior, please give me more advice, but in fact"
Shangguan Mingyuan started practicing cultivation from beginning to end in less than a year, but he had already touched the threshold of the Dongxu realm. Only then did Shangguan Mingyuan truly understand that Yu Ziqing's power was far beyond what he could have imagined.
Only then did Shangguan Mingyuan truly understand that as long as he followed Yu Ziqing's footsteps, even if he was a little stupid, one day he would stand at the pinnacle of the world of cultivation and even the world of immortality. "In the battle of life and death just now, he thought of Yu Ziqing's love for
With his suggestion, he suddenly realized the realm of cave and emptiness
It's a pity that the lamp oil has run out and there is no chance anymore
After hearing this, Old Taoist Ku Yuan's white beard trembled a few times. His skinny old face revealed a ferocious look, and he said: "I can't tell you have some backbone, but it's a pity that if someone is a knife and you are a fish, you are just asking for help."
Even if you die, you may not always get what you want.”
Shangguan Mingyuan glanced at the four old Taoist Ku Yuan with a smile, with undisguised contempt and arrogance on his face, and said: "If it hadn't happened suddenly," you thought you could kill me just by yourself. It's a pity, teach me the Taoism.
My teacher doesn’t know, otherwise if he knew it was you who killed me, don’t talk about you, I’m afraid your sect will be wiped out.”
Although Shangguan Mingyuan is powerful, in the eyes of Kuyuan and the others, what he said is just ridiculous words that are extremely arrogant.
The Tianshan Sword Sect has dominated the world of cultivation for nearly ten thousand years. It is one of the six major sects of cultivation in the world of cultivation. Even the Emei Sword Sect, the number one sect in the world of cultivation, does not dare to say that it will be destroyed by the Tianshan Sword Sect.
"Haha, you are still so arrogant even when you are about to die. I really want to see how hard your bones are." Elder Ku said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughing up to the sky. There was something in his eyes that made people's hair crawl.
of viciousness
As the eldest disciple of Xi, one of the third generation disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and a master of the Dongxu stage, he led three junior disciples of the late Yuanying stage to chase down an unknown monk of the late Yuanying stage, but was actually injured by the opponent.
For Ku Yuan, who had always relied on his superiority, it was really a lifelong shame, and he naturally hated Shangguan Mingyuan to the core of his heart.
As the most outstanding disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect, Qi Qing and the others naturally pride themselves on their superiority. They hate Shangguan Mingyuan no less than Ku Yuan in their hearts. Upon hearing this, all of them had sinister smiles on their faces.
Ku Yuan's wild laughter stopped without any warning, then his face darkened, a sinister sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his bony hands made a spell towards Shangguan Mingyuan.
The black net slowly contracted. As the black net tightened, the black net cord cut Shangguan Mingyuan's clothes, then cut his skin and sank deeply into his flesh.
Bright red blood seeped out of the flesh in an instant, dyeing the entire black net red.
Shangguan Mingyuan clenched his teeth, wanting to cut off his meridians and die, but the fierce black threads were like countless tentacles, binding all the meridians and essence in his body. He was almost exhausted, and he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the black threads.
"Kill me immediately if you dare," Shangguan Mingyuan glared angrily and cursed.
"I can't bear it now, it's still early," Ku Yuan said sadly.
After saying that, a ferocious proud smile appeared on his face, and he flicked Shangguan Mingyuan with his skinny fingers, and a little ghost fire shot from his fingers towards the black net.
The black net ignited at the first touch, and green flames rose to the ground, just like will-o'-the-wisps floating in the dark night, never extinguishing.
The green flames were burning along the network cables stuck in Shangguan Mingyuan's muscles, which made him feel more uncomfortable than putting him on a fire. It felt like millions of fire knives were attacking him.
The blood no longer flows out, but little bits of oil that has been boiled out. Under the firelight, the oil is shiny.
Shangguan Mingyuan was in such pain that even the muscles on his face were twisted, becoming particularly ferocious and terrifying.
"Haha, aren't you good at fire magic? How does this cold Yin fire feel? Doesn't it taste good? Haha" Ku Yuan looked up to the sky and laughed proudly.
...a cold "hum", like rolling thunder suddenly came from the deep and dark sky
Then a group of dark clouds came rapidly from the sky, and above the dark clouds stood a gentle and fair young man.
There was a black bead hanging above the young man's head. Countless strands of black energy hung down from the black bead, forming thick rolling dark clouds under his feet. There were also streaks of lightning flashing on the surface of the black bead.
Ku Yuan's face changed slightly. He squeezed the magic formula in his hand and was about to take away Shangguan Mingyuan. Suddenly, a big black hand that covered the sky came out from the dark clouds. It arrived in the blink of an eye, and he was there before Ku Yuan could take action.
, and took Shangguan Mingyuan back with one hand.
"Who is coming?" Ku Yuan's expression changed again, and he shouted angrily, but the person and the flying sword had already turned into a ray of yellow light and shot towards the dark cloud.
Qi Qing and the others didn't need Ku Yuan to explain at all. They had already shouted loudly and turned into rainbows and crossed towards the dark clouds.
When Wuyun saw the four Kuyuan people turning into rainbows and shooting towards them, he not only did not turn around and run away, but instead slowly flew towards them.
"It's you"
When Qi Qing's eyes shifted from Shangguan Mingyuan, who was covered with bruises and had long been freed from the black net, and had regained his freedom, to the person next to Zhuo Li, a young and familiar face came into his eyes.
"I couldn't help but exclaimed
"Very good, we meet again." Yu Ziqing said calmly, but there was a chill in his tone.
Although he never said that he would accept Shangguan Mingyuan as his disciple, he was Yu Ziqing's first true disciple in the world. Even Shangguan Huiying had the opportunity to be taken by Yu Ziqing because of Shangguan Mingyuan.
Yu Ziqing, who now became his disciple, originally thought that with Shangguan Mingyuan's cultivation and some of the magic weapons and spells he passed on to him, it was not enough to compete for hegemony in the world of cultivation, but it would certainly be okay to travel around and protect himself.
The question didn't expect that it had only been a few days. If I hadn't happened to be on a business trip to Qinghai and hadn't arrived in time, I might have been tortured to death.
How can Yu Ziqing not be angry? How can he not have murderous intentions in his heart?
"Junior Brother Qi, who is he?" Ku Yuan asked Lou with a sullen face. If Yu Ziqing hadn't not only rescued Shangguan Mingyuan in front of him, but also broke his black net in such a short time, there would obviously be many people.
He has real abilities, otherwise he would have killed Yu Ziqingjindan with just one sword strike just based on his early stage cultivation.
"He is the one who rescued Yiyuanyidiao from me and Penglai Immortal Sect Ling Xuehong at the end of last year." Qi Qing gritted his teeth and said word by word, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes.
What happened last year was a lifelong shame for Qi Qing. He was ashamed to speak in front of his brothers and could not hold his head up all the time. He was not thinking about Yu Ziqing and wanted to kill him for revenge all the time.
"Afterwards," perhaps stimulated by that incident, his stagnant cultivation actually broke through, and he finally advanced to the late Yuanying stage and became the entire Tianshan Sword Sect, the tenth person in history to advance to the late Yuanying stage before the age of 130.
The disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect is currently the most promising disciple to advance to the Dongxu stage before the age of two hundred.
As soon as he broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage, Qi Qing immediately made an appointment with a few of his senior brothers who were usually close friends to search for Yu Ziqing's traces. Unfortunately, Yu Ziqing seemed to have evaporated from the world of cultivation, or in other words, the world of cultivation was not like that at all.
No. 1, no matter how they inquired, they couldn't get any information about Yu Ziqing. Of course, the same was true for the Penglai Immortal Sect.
Just when Qi Qing was a little desperate, he didn't expect to meet him here, and like last time, he would cross her legs again.
"Just him? A golden elixir-level monk killed you and Ling Xuehong and fled, and also lost four golden elixir-level disciples of the Penglai Immortal Sect?" Ku Yuan asked with a look of disbelief, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
The other two people also showed disbelief on their faces, looking at Qi Qing with a faint look of contempt.
