The next moment, Su Jing was silent, but his lips were still moving

As he silently recited quietly, one by one the words and seals 'blurted out' took shape, fluttering around him, until the three hundred and thirty-one words of the words were exhausted, Su Jing's handprint flipped over, exhaled and spoke: "Pass!"

The three hundred and thirty-one seal characters made a golden red mantra, which flowed happily in the sea of fire and swam towards Fan Qiao.

Arriving in front of Fan Qiao, the three hundred and thirty-one mantras danced in the sky like falling cherry blossoms, flying up and down around him, word by word in his eyebrows, integrated into his body.

After a long time, the big curse fell on Fan Qiao's body, and there was a golden crow cry in the dark, Fan Qiao opened his eyes violently, his pupils were golden red, and the flames around his body soared!

Su Jing smiled slightly, no longer paid attention to Fan Qiao, and recited the Dharma words quietly, and after the spell was completed, he still said lightly: "Pass!" The second great mantra flowed to the eldest of the hundred disciples of the calamity so repeatedly, Su Jing passed the mantra endlessly, and it took two months of kung fu before and after, and one hundred and one other people on the top of the light were all subject to Su Jing's 'Golden Crow Refining Day' curse.

In the previous eleven years, Fan Qiao and Woe Dou were like swords in the furnace of the Gongye elders, but they just 'passively accepted', taking the opportunity of refining the Bright Peak, Su Jing urged them to control the yang fire, refining their bloodlines and refining their bones and skins;

And after receiving and launching the Great Curse, from then on, the anti-guest was the main thing, and one hundred and one True Fire disciples and Su Jing controlled the Yang Fire together to refine the Bright Peak!

All the fire still originates from Su Jing, for many disciples, the process of moving the spell is to collect Su Jing's yang fire into themselves, and then exude it to refine the light top.

For Su Jing, there were more than 100 helpers at once to help him practice and temper together, not to mention the benefits. The only 'harm' is that. The disciples will take some yang fire into themselves, which is considered 'wages', and Su Jing's family has a big business, so he doesn't care at all.

Spread the spell to hundreds of people, work together, Su Jing was not enough, an edict was urgently transmitted to the Southern Wilderness, and soon after, ninety-eight crow guards, each led the best ten sword crow demons under his command, a total of 1,000 and 78 crows returned to the mountain, into the fire, and received the spell to jointly sacrifice the top of the light!

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed, and the flames on the top of the light are rushing, each day is stronger than the other, and the golden and red brilliance is soaring into the sky, shining in all directions. Su Jingzheng was concentrating and refining, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked surprised.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Jing spread out his left hand, and a ball of golden light slowly condensed, becoming more and more pure, almost transparent, but a fist-sized mass took him seven days to condense.

Then Su Jing opened his mouth and ordered: "There is something to do, I have to leave for a while, and Fan Qiao will preside over here." Everyone continued to practice. As he spoke, he came to Fan Qiao in a flash, and handed the golden light in his hand to Fan Qiao: "My two yuan fire is here, let you adjust it as you like." ”

Su Jing's two-percent cultivation is half of the fire left by the old scorpion in the depths of the Southern Wilderness!

After that, Su Jing pulled out and left. Jumping out of the top of the light, a young disciple who left the mountain suddenly appeared in front of him, who had no respect for his uncle and ancestor at all, and asked in a daze, "Do you want to go out?"

Take a closer look. Where is the disciple of Lishan, it is clearly a little Xiangliu, but he has changed his clothes, no longer wears a big 'good' fast robe, and has changed into a Lishan sword robe.

Su Jing didn't say much for the time being, and sent a summons sword butterfly, please see the head of the house.

The head of the mountain lives on the top of the mountain, but this star peak is usually hidden and invisible, and it is impossible to find its location with spiritual sense.

Uncle Xiao, please see, the head came directly to the top of the light, Su Jing only said that there are some things, if you want to go out of the mountain, it shouldn't take too long.

He didn't say it explicitly, so Shen He Zhenren didn't ask: "Can you send some disciples to accompany you to listen to the tune?"

After Su Jing shook his head, Shen Hezhen instructed again: "The bone stone incense can distinguish six ears, and this important key is to keep in mind Uncle Shi." After speaking, he took a step back and saluted: "I wish Uncle Shi a smooth journey." ”

Su Jingdao thanked him, spread his wings and soared into the sky, followed by Xiao Xiangliu.

Uncovering the skin of the mountain painting, Su Jing flew towards the west, while flying away, taking out the sachet, and deliberately shook Xiang Liu in front of Xiang Liu without smiling, frowning and asking him: "What are you doing?" In a few words, he explained the matter of the six-eared monster, Xiang Liu rolled his strange eyes: "You person, have you practiced and practiced bad brains?"

He is a hydra, so naturally he can't be a six-eared killer.

"The first time I used it, I knew you still couldn't help but want to try. Su Jing said with a smile.

Xiangliu didn't bother to dwell on this matter with him, so he changed the subject: "Where to go?"

Unexpectedly, Su Jing actually shook his head. It's not that he doesn't say it, he doesn't know it himself.

It's not that Su Jing himself remembered something, but seven days ago, the sword soul in his body suddenly woke up, since he used the yang fire to cooperate with the three of these three tricks, the sword soul has become stronger and stronger, and at the same time, he has become more and more identified with Su Jing, and he will no longer break out at will like before, and he will 'communicate' with Su Jing first when there is something.

This time, after it woke up, it vigorously 'urged' Su Jing to set off for the west, but it didn't say exactly where it was going or what it was going to do. However, there was no anger in its urging, and it was certainly not the discovery of a scourge such as the Ink Djinn.

All the way to the west, hurrying away, for the destination, Tu Wan can't say, in fact, this is normal, Tu Wan is undoubtedly strong, but even if it is stronger than the sky, it is just a sword soul in the end. No matter how strong the aura of the artifact is, the spiritual wisdom it prescribes is limited, and as far as it is concerned, the instinct is wisdom. And Su Jing gradually thought that Tu Wan didn't know what to do, he just received a feeling.

As always, when he saw that the mortal world was in trouble, he stepped in to help. With his current practice, resolving a few life and death battles is just a matter of raising his hands

Eleven days later, while galloping, Xiang Liu and Su Jing frowned at the same time, and then glanced at each other, and the northwest direction of Lingyuan trembled violently, showing that someone was fighting the law.

Before Su Jing could say anything, Sword Soul Tu Wan suddenly became agitated, and his murderous aura burst out with anger, and he couldn't understand the meaning anymore, someone was using the skill of the ink giant spirit.

Then what is there to hesitate, Su Jing collected the Tiandu Fire Wings, pinched up an invisibility spell, and rushed to the northwest side by side with Xiang Liu. galloped seventy miles to the vicinity of the war group, and more than ten white-clothed cultivators showed their means and besieged a man in black.

The white clothes are all Taoist cultivators, between magic weapons, swordsmanship or supernatural powers, the aura is majestic in the positive atmosphere, just look at the skills to know that they are righteous disciples, the first person can have the cultivation of the treasure bottle realm, and the companions around him are worse, they should be junior disciples.

The man in black is using the magic of the ink giant spirit, but his methods are far from the Futu of the Southern Wilderness Demon Kingdom, and he seems to be seriously injured.

The poisonous snake will be avenged, Xiang Liu was captured by Futu, and since then he has hated the ink giant spirit, and he was about to take the life of the man in black, his shoulder suddenly sank, and he was held down by Su Jing.

Xiang Liu turned his head and passed the voice into the secret: "Why did you stop you from covering the skin?"

Su Jing has changed his appearance and responded: "Don't show up, I'll come." ”

The people in the battle group not far away didn't notice anyone approaching at all, and with the order of the leader Dao Chang, the white-clothed Taoist priests urged the Fa to be more urgent and wanted to end the battle. At this time, ripples appeared in the air not far away, and a phoenix-eyed, white-faced man who looked to be in his early thirties appeared.

The white-clothed Taoist priests were startled and temporarily withdrew, but the formation of the black-clothed people did not loosen in the slightest, and the leader asked in a deep voice, "What do you have to do?"

The phoenix-eyed man waved his hand, and in his hand, a sachet.

Cultivating treasures and swords is not limited to form, as long as the cultivators themselves are not too cold, even a piece of dog shit can be sacrificed and refined into a magic weapon.

But the sachet was ordinary, and there was no power at all, but it was the first disciple under the head of the Taoist Throne and the senior brother of the other white-clothed Taoist priests, who suddenly let out a series of strange laughter like the cry of a night owl.

It was at this moment that the phoenix-eyed man's body was suddenly slashed, and the indescribable awe-inspiring demonic power bloomed in all directions, and at the same time, a brilliant sword flashed, directly cutting the laughing white-clothed Taoist priest in two.

Then the daxiao sounded, and the phoenix-eyed man's body was like a ghost, rushing into the formation of the Taoist priests, reaching out and pinching the back of the black-clothed evilman's neck and leaving.

A puff of cold evil, a terrifying sword light, a string of loud daxiao! Killing people and robbing people, the white-clothed Taoist priest didn't have time to react anything

The phoenix-eyed man robbed the man in black, who was already mortal, turned into a golden light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man in black was caught by him, and there was no room for resistance, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency, and what do you want?" His voice was low, and his tone was full of hostility, although he had just received the life-saving grace of the phoenix-eyed man, but he was too evil, and it was better to die in the hands of this person, than to die under the siege of those white-robed Taoist priests.

The phoenix-eyed man was not in a hurry to answer, and flew straight out for three hundred miles, making sure that the white-clothed Taoist priests would not chase after him again, so he stopped, but at this moment, a shout suddenly came from in the distance: "Evil man, release people!"

Another man in black appeared in the distance, with only a pair of eyes on his black cloth wrapped, and he raised his hand and stabbed with a sword.

The person was a hundred feet away, and the sword was within reach!

The phoenix-eyed man let go of the captive casually, his face was relaxed, and he turned sideways to give way to the sword, but after avoiding the sword, he suddenly became angry, turned his hand and showed a long sword, raised it high and stabbed it into the sky, and a scream of 'dang' resounded in all directions;

followed the phoenix-eyed man to turn the long sword upside down, and hurriedly swung it to his feet, still with the sound of 'dang';

This is not the end, zuihou he crossed the sword to his chest again, put on a defensive posture, and the sword body of Zhangyi's long sword trembled slightly, and blocked another blow

The man in black who appeared later only shot with a sword, but the sky was like a mirror, from top to bottom, 'Ying' a sword, the earth took advantage of the shadow, the 'shadow' a sword, and the most difficult to prevent was a blow from zuihou, and the dark turned and 'turned' a sword! )