As the hunt began, a faint halo gradually appeared on the young man's body blurred by flesh and blood, which seemed to be the Dao intent of the condensation of sword qi and spiritual energy, gradually repairing the damage in his body.

A large area of blood turned into blood stains and condensed on the skin, if it was someone else, it must be extremely hideous and terrifying.

However, the complexion was extremely white, as if it was the shadow left by the sun, and a little bit of blood faded on it, and it was as colorful as a plum blossom.

Knowing that it was blood, it made people feel that their breathing was short, and they knew that the figure in the sword light was the deadly Shura, but they couldn't help but slow down and be startled by the bright light.

It's not sensational, self-defeating, it's just a human instinctive reaction to unimaginable beauty, so much so that there is a brief blank in the brain, but in this short void, when I think of running away, the sword has penetrated my chest.

All he saw before he died was his own turbid blood brushing the corners of the young man's snow-white clothes, but he couldn't cling to a drop.

Chu Huanzhi's slender and handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, the small world has a mysterious power to isolate the entire world from the outside world, even he can only come as an illusory incarnation, and it cannot last.

This kind of advent is extremely consuming of the mind, there is no half-point original body of cultivation, only his Dao, eternal, condensed with Dao intent, and taking Chu Wuqing to appreciate the true killing sword Dao, can be a thousand miles from now on.

The boy's wrist was slender, and when he held it in his hand, he could feel the temperature of his skin, the beating of his pulse, and the boy's hair gently scratched his chest.

The two are very well understood.

High in the sky, Chu Yunshu was still fighting with Xiao Yan, but this fight, but under Chu Yunshu's deliberate actions, he was getting closer and closer to Ancestral Peak.

Chu Yunshu's consciousness was released, and the entire scene of the ancestral peak was in full view.

If any powerful person knows, he will definitely be amazed that a half-step golden pill with a perfect foundation can perceive the slightest inch of a mountain range ten miles away, and not be noticed by the people around him.

This kind of ability is difficult for even a Dao Monk who has already entered the Yuan Infant to achieve.

Just this glance made Chu Yunshu shocked, and those dark pupils actually revealed a slight blood, which was completely different from the characteristics of an immortal cultivator.

He was above the ancestral peak, behind Chu Wuqing, and he actually saw a phantom, the phantom of Chu Huanzhi, the head of the Chu family!

How is this possible?

The power that interferes with the small world, even if the top merger power of the cultivation realm cannot be destroyed in the slightest, and it cannot be suppressed □□ the cultivation to enter, how can Chu Huanzhi mobilize the phantom to descend.

And he preached in an illusory shadow.

The most unfathomable person in the Chu family is not the ancestor who is often in retreat, but this Sword Killing True Monarch.

No, this is not preaching, if it is just preaching, how can it be so close, even between father and son.

This tacit understanding...... More like ......

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from Chu Yunshu's mouth, and an invisible sword intent entered his body, and the meridians were almost broken, this was a warning!

No wonder, no wonder, everyone in the world says that Chu Huanzhi is the heaven of the Anyang realm, even if there is no cultivation and spiritual power, it can hurt people with only Taoism.

Chu Yunshu had to run away.

Chu Wuqing didn't know what had happened in this short breath, but he felt that Chu Huanzhi's hand on his waist was not so heavy, his father's phantom seemed to be gradually disappearing, and he was gradually detached from that strange state.

"Qingqing," Chu Huanzhi's voice sounded in Chu Wuqing's ears again, no longer clear as before, like a valley echo, hazy, but it broke into Chu Wuqing's heart, occupying the five senses, and shocking Chu Wuqing's spirit.

"Look with your heart, with the sword in your hand. ”

Chu Wuqing was in a trance, as if he understood or not, the world in front of him became more and more blurred, the figure was no longer a figure, and the world was no longer heaven and earth.

It seems that everything in the world is made up of the Tao, but it is subdued by the Killing Sword Dao and overrides all the Dao.

Shock!

This is the way of the killing sword, and it is the way of Chu Huanzhi.

It will also be, his Chu Wuqing's way!

Chu Wuqing's sword movements became slower and slower, but the sword qi became more and more powerful, and every time he swept out, it was an irresistible magnificent force.

"Qingqing," Chu Huanzhi's wide sleeves flew, as if he wanted to wrap the young man's whole body, and his vague voice suddenly became clear, "Understood?"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Wuqing felt a lightness on his waist, and the vague heaven and earth suddenly restored, and the kind of power that was penetrated and pulled by the mysterious power completely disappeared.

Chu Huanzhi's □□ has left.

Got it?

The Great Dao is difficult, how can it be a creative experience, and it can be completely comprehended, but it really opened the door of the Great Dao for Chu Wuqing, and saw the true nature that went straight to the core.

Let him take a big step compared to all the monks at the same stage, and even this step is a step that thousands of hopeless Yuanying monks are willing to give up everything and pursue.

Even if you die, it is better than being trapped forever, having a mental breakdown, and not seeing the other side of the Tao.

It was even more that Chu Wuqing, who was in the previous life, intercepted the doorrail of the Yuan infancy.

Even, even if he transforms into a god, he can't ask for this, the way of killing the sword true monarch, but he can use the transformation of the god to cultivate, change the heaven and the earth, and kill the way of refining the void.

Chu Wuqing's spirit was still a little trance, the feeling just now was too shocking, even if Chu Huanzhi left, his heart could not be calmed.

"Daddy. Chu Wuqing gathered his mind and looked at it, and the ancestral peak, which was originally green and grassy, was already full of corpses and bones.

These thousands of monks, who were still besieging Ancestral Peak not long ago, were bound to win, but in the time of half a cup of tea, they were exhausted.

This is not only a comprehension of the Tao, but also Chu Huanzhi's fist guard, "Daddy." ”

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

At this moment, within the third sect, in the main hall, the lights are bright.

The head of the sect sat on a high position, his brows furrowed, as the head of the third sect of the Ten Sects Alliance, and he was also standing at the Jindan Great Perfection, one of the pinnacles of the cultivation realm, such an expression rarely appeared on him.

However, there is always an indelible anxiety surrounding him.

Suddenly, the deacon who was in charge of the core disciple's life card ran in, "Master, Wang Ning's life card is cracked." ”

The reason why the core disciples are the core is that they are the most outstanding people of the present generation who have been cultivated with the strength of the whole sect, there are only three people in each generation, once one dies, it will be a major loss for the sect, and if one generation is weak, it will be weak from generation to generation.

And Wang Ning's half-step Jindan is one of the best.

In their opinion, it was easy for Wang Ning to lead the disciples of those small sects and besiege the Immortal Spirit Sect, but they definitely didn't expect that Wang Ning's life card would be cracked!

"Even the Immortal Spirit Sect dares to kill my disciple!" Wang Ning's master threw the teacup in his hand, stood up, and asked: "Please order the head of the sect to let the disciples of the Sect move the level of the Immortal Spirit Sect and avenge Ning'er!"

In their opinion, no matter whether it is right or wrong, as long as someone dares to kill their disciples, they will definitely be bloodbathed, only in this way can these people remember the majesty of the sect, so that people only dare to retreat and dare not offend.

Even the Immortal Spirit Sect is also within the top ten sects, even if the Fairy Spirit Sect was the head of the Ten Sects Alliance that was established thousands of years ago.

Most of the other elders in the room also seconded the proposal.

"Elder Tang, I know the grief in your heart, don't act rashly. This time it was not Wang Ning who went alone, how Wang Ning cultivated, everyone here was clear, not to mention the siege of tens of thousands of Xianlingmen monks, and the Xianlingmen was able to kill Wang Ning, which shows how powerful it is. Ning Er died, and I was also sad in my heart, but I always felt that it wouldn't be so simple, so let's wait for information first. ”

"Report, none of the monks who besieged the Immortal Spirit Gate survived. ”

As soon as the information arrived, all the elders who seconded the proposal were shocked, "This is ...... Is this really still the fairy gate?"

"When, the Fairy Spirit Gate, turned out to be so strong. The elders who seconded the motion were silent.

Only Wang Ning's master, Elder Tang, was still grieved, and said angrily: "Even if the Immortal Spirit Sect rises, won't Ning'er's revenge be avenged? Today, the Immortal Spirit Sect killed my core disciple safely and soundly, and the other sects will see it, and the prestige of the sect that we have built up for many years will be gone." ”

"Elder Tang is right, no matter how strong the Immortal Spirit Sect is, it will only kill the scattered warriors of the small sect, why should I be afraid, but if we send troops after this incident, we will inevitably be stopped by the Qingling Sect. Why should we and other big factions have to deal with the small sect that has no face at the end, it is better to let their heads cut off their arms and apologize, and then expose them. ”

"Yes, it is already the greatest mercy to let him cut off his arm, and there has never been a sect that has killed our official disciple without being destroyed, not to mention that it is still the core disciple Wang Ning who was killed, and the Immortal Spirit Sect should be grateful if it is a little more knowledgeable. 166 Reading Network