By the time Ning Yue's harmonizing breath healing was over, it was already sunset. The red of the setting sun seemed to be dyed a layer of crimson in the stream, and the water bladder in the stream water gurgled and gurgled on the mouth, almost pouring into the abdomen along with the red.

He drank a sip of the clear stream water, which was sweet and pleasant, and a faint satisfaction flashed in his slightly tired eyes. In the wilderness and mountains, the sun sets, looking up at the sky and the tired birds flapping their wings and returning to their nests, the bursts of chirping from time to time are crisp and tactful, and there is a touch of tranquility away from the hustle and bustle of the world in the mood.

It seems that it would be nice to think about it if you could forget everything and enjoy the blandness of returning to basics in such a quiet place.

It's just that he still has things that he can't let go, and he can only regard this accidental joy as just a beautiful encounter, a phantom flower bubble, which disappears between heaven and earth at one point.

"Sword Spirit, thank you. ”

When he returned, Ning Yue's eyes changed slightly, and he was surprised a little, but he was soon relieved.

Not far away, an illusory sword spirit gradually stood up, its body almost translucent, as if a slightly swift wind could blow it away. At her feet, several mutilated corpses fell to the scarlet-dyed earth, unrecognizable, and their bodies withered like rotten wood, as if they had been drained of all flesh and blood.

In addition to Ouyang Wu, who was initially killed, there were four others.

Ning Yue vaguely remembered that at the beginning, there were four people who followed Ouyang Wu to surround him.

"Ouyang Wu seems to have said just now, his companion abandoned himself and left, right? At that time, he shouldn't be lying anymore. It seems that it is really worthy of the companion who he used each other to hook up with before, and he should have sensed what he wanted to do, in vain to sit behind and reap the benefits. Unexpectedly, they all died here. ”

Shaking his head, he sighed, it didn't matter if the truth was what he thought, anyway, it would be better to bury them in the loess together.

"The hosts. ”

With a soft voice, the sword spirit slowly raised his hand, and a bright red elixir lay quietly in the palm of his five-fingered palm.

"Time is short, I can only refine one. The rest, in a few days, will be dedicated to the owner. ”

Who knows, Ning Yue didn't answer, glanced at the miserable state of the corpse on the ground, frowned and sighed: "Keep it for yourself, I don't need it." ”

"Bring one just in case, if you encounter a situation similar to today's, there is no blood spirit pill, how does the master plan to solve it? I know, the master is still resisting the blood spirit pill refined with the essence blood of the strong man of the human race, but isn't there no way? What if I encounter a good grade of magic beast along the way, refine a new blood spirit pill, and then exchange it with me?"

The sword spirit's hand was handed forward again, and this time, Ning Yue finally compromised and took the blood spirit pill and put it in the belt buckle.

Immediately after, he thought of something and asked, "By the way, do you know anything about phantom beasts?"

After closing his eyes and pondering for a while, the sword spirit nodded, "The master's luck is good, and there is indeed a part of my recovered memory. Phantom Demon Beasts, usually if Demon Beasts get some spiritual weapons or ......"

Ning Yue suddenly interrupted and said, "Wait a minute, I know all this." What I want to know from you is that a spiritual weapon can make a magical beast whose bloodline stops at the Spirit Awakening Realm break through to the Wind Riding Realm and turn into an illusionary demonic beast, and it also gives it a high level of spiritual intelligence. What level could such a spiritual weapon be?"

Spiritual weapons, since they are cast things, are naturally divided into grades, from the use of materials to casting techniques, the inlaid heavenly treasures, the engraved strange runes, and the different levels of refiners, spiritual weapons naturally have multiple levels of high and low.

There are many spiritual weapons, which are divided into four levels of heaven and earth, and each level is divided into three grades. On top of the spiritual weapons, there are also venerable weapons and holy weapons. Further up, there are legendary gods and demons, any of which have the terrifying power to destroy the world and destroy the world, but whether they really exist or not, I'm afraid few people know about it.

For a martial artist, having a spiritual weapon is a huge hole card, not to mention having an absolute advantage at the same level, even if he jumps over the level to kill the opponent. However, the abilities of different spiritual weapons are different, and some of them are extremely powerful, but it is not easy to control, and if they are not used well, it will be a double-edged sword that will devour their masters.

And for the powerhouses of the Spirit Awakening Realm, they are usually unable to control the Xuan-level intermediate and above spiritual weapons.

"It's hard to say, after all, some spiritual weapons have their own special characteristics, if the refining weapon is cast using materials derived from the magical beast, and the magical beast that happens to devour that spiritual weapon has a similar bloodline, the mutation produced will be very amazing. Or, the artifact itself has a special effect on the beast. ”

The sword spirit shook his head lightly and sighed lightly: "If it is a complete spirit weapon, at least the Yellow Rank is superior." If it is a fragment that is incomplete, depending on the completeness, it is not impossible for the Xuan Rank to be superior. ”

Shaking his head helplessly, Ning Yue replied: "What do you think, it's the same as not asking? Forget it, let's talk about it then." However, no matter which one it is, if you kill that phantom beast with this dark Xuan, you and the sword's strength will surely increase a lot, right?"

"Just devouring its essence and blood, you can refine the Blood Spirit Pill to the next level. Moreover, it should be that the master can also unlock the power of the third seal in the dark fire. If the phantom beast's body was a fragment of a spiritual weapon, Dark Xuan had the ability to devour that fragment as well, turning it into the purest power to reforge itself. Of course, the master and I can also get some of this power. In that case, an increase in strength is inevitable. The sword spirit smiled slightly, and in his tone, there seemed to be some encouragement to Ning Yue.

"Yes, the strength will definitely increase...... It's just that the phantom demon beast of the Wind Riding Realm, where is it so easy to deal with? Moreover, in addition to the bloodline mutation, maybe it has also gained new abilities, otherwise, how can it get out again and again under the encirclement and suppression of so many sect forces?"

Thinking about it, back to reality, Ning Yue could only temporarily let go of the passionate mood just now. No matter how good the thing is, he must have the strength to eat it, otherwise he will break his teeth, but the gains outweigh the losses. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if it really comes to run, in the encirclement and suppression, he picks up cheap and kills the phantom beasts that are not in their peak state as they did at the beginning, how can he possibly take the loot away?

This time, it was not only the people of the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion who were eyeing it, but the many powerhouses of the entire Snow Dragon Empire who attacked for this.

If he had to fight for it, his enemy would be more than just a phantom beast.

And the purpose of this hurried return trip is not at all this.

"If you do, unless you have to, you can still run. That kind of enemy is not something that you and I can deal with now. Ning Yue shook his head again, the difference between him and the Phantom Demon Beast was not one or two strengths, but an entire realm. If you really bump into it, I'm afraid it's not the enemy of the other party's move.

"Understand that all decisions are made by the master. ”

With that, the sword spirit knelt down, holding the dark xuan in both hands and holding it in front of Ning Yue.

When he received the sword, Ning Yue asked again: "Then what level of spiritual weapon is this dark Xuan, or rather, it has already crossed the category of spiritual weapons?"

"I can't remember this exactly, but I can be sure that the dark fire in the heyday of unlocking all the seals is definitely not in the realm of spiritual weapons. ”

As the words fell, the sword spirit's body became even more ethereal, gradually turning into light chips and scattering in the wind.

"It's not about aura? Is it a venerable weapon, a holy weapon, or a god and demon weapon that only exists in higher-level legends? Forget it, what do you want to do now, just hurry up. If it was the Demon Haze Mountain Range, it should have turned left along the same path almost two days later, and compared to returning to the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion, it would save seven or eight days of travel overall. ”

......

As the name suggests, this mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles is sometimes covered in mist, changing with day and night and with the seasons=. Especially in the core area with a radius of twenty miles in the center, covered by dense fog all year round, you can't see your five fingers, and the strong people of the human race who enter it are said that no one has ever come out.

Because, in this misty mountain range, some demonic beasts multiply and grow far better than the rest of the mountain ranges, and many of them also contain poison in their bodies. Even in the mountains and forests where the fog has always been weak in the outer position, they are also a huge threat to the Terran powerhouses who rush in, hiding in the shadows, and once they appear, they are likely to be a burst of blood light flying.

"Damn, why is it foggy again?"

In the mountains and forests, a young female disciple of the sect gasped for breath, looking at the vast pale color that gradually spread in the distance, and a few traces of panic flashed in her eyes.

Beside her, two similarly dressed disciples sat under a tree, the damp touch sticking to their clothes, very uncomfortable, but powerless to move away. Because, they are too tired and badly injured.

"No, if we continue, we'll be wiped out!"

The other male disciple who was still able to stand sighed deeply, his hanging blade filled with viscous light green blood. Not long ago, they encountered a sneak attack by a small group of demonic beasts, barely blocking the first wave of attacks, and more than half of them were killed or wounded.

And now, the fog is gradually thickening, and those demonic beasts hidden in the shadows are even more powerful. This is their home turf, and fog is the best disguise.

"That's right, you have to retreat, the fastest. ”

Another disciple wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at the two unmoved companions under the tree, where there were a few strange traces of turquoise in the scarlet blood that had been scratched, apparently a sign of poisoning.

To this, he shook his head.

"We have to leave them behind, or we will die here!"

Suddenly, the male disciple in front of him shouted angrily, "What are you kidding, how can you leave our senior brother alone?"

"That's good, you can accompany them to bury themselves here, Lao Tzu won't accompany you!"

With a roar of rage, another male disciple turned around and stepped on, striding through the mountains and forests. Due to the gradually floating fog and the obscuration of the branches and foliage of the trees, he was no longer visible in the blink of an eye.

Soon, a miserable roar came from a distance, falling into the ears of the surviving female disciple, and her little face suddenly turned as pale as snow.

"Senior Brother Yu, he won't have ......"

"I'm afraid so......"

The only thing left to accompany her was the male disciple who was unwilling to give up his companion, he slowly stepped back and approached, frowning and said: "Now there are only two of us left, and there are seven brothers and sisters who came out of the sect, but I didn't expect it to be like this in less than half a day." Xiao Nian, if you really can't do it, you can run alone, and the senior brother will come to break off. ”

As he spoke, a faint sound of trembling footsteps came from behind him, and his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around suddenly, not wanting to stab with a sword.

Bite!