Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ling Xingchen began to enter a meditative state again, the dantian was running, Xuanyuan was crazy circulating in the meridians, and the heaven and earth aura in all directions surged in an instant, forming a continuous wind flow, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound, all swinging towards him. He is like a fierce beast that has not eaten for thousands of years, every pore on his body seems to be opened, and his body is like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing spiritual energy and transforming it into Xuan Qi, and then condensing into Xuan Yuan.

With such a strong aura of heaven and earth, the golden haired silver tiger and the canine-toothed giant tail silver gray wolf were also very surprised, and the gaze that looked at Ling Xingchen was more awe and softness, and they also narrowed their eyes, with a look of enjoyment, greedily absorbing cultivation.

No matter what kind of cultivation it is, it is all cultivated by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even if you eat genius earth treasures, it is only by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth that it has a divine effect, and it is the same, but it is just transformed into a form.

At this moment, the two beasts are also greedily absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and as the aura is absorbed and refined, their wounds will recover faster, and their strength will also increase bit by bit.

The moon is like water, pouring down from the sky, and the world is bathed in cold, holy light.

With the breakthrough of the realm, Ling Xingchen's face faded a trace of greenness, and there was a trace of manly maturity.

The moonlight blew by the wind, reading his poetic face, there was a hidden brilliance flowing, intertwined with the moonlight, and there was a wisp of mystery.

An hour later.

Ling Xingchen received two streams of consciousness transmission in his mind, one from the Holy Sword of the Sea of Knowledge, and the other from the Moonlight Fish from the Holy Moon Lake.

The former told him to go to the bottom of Crescent Lake, while the latter was an early warning that a powerful beast demon was approaching, and they felt a strong crisis.

Ling Xingchen opened his eyes, a purple-gold arc flashed under his eyes, he immediately got up, told Ben Hu and Xiao Wolf to be vigilant, pay attention to safety, and ran towards the Holy Moon Lake.

Originally, they should have called the cheap brothers together, but today Jin Hu and Huang Li got married, and they were all drunk, which was obviously unrealistic.

Xuanyuan operated, poured his legs, carried the Linfeng Sword, and ran towards the direction of Shengyue Lake.

He didn't quite understand why these beasts had been coming down the mountain so often lately, which was unreasonable.

Last time it was because of the birth of the holy sword, but this time, why?

With questions, he wore the stars and the moon to face the wind, and soon came to the top of the second peak, looking at the sparkling Shengyue Lake, a familiar sense of intimacy came to him.

With the wind, wisps of fishy stench and blood came from the air, and I noticed that there were dozens of corpses lying on the shore of the lake, and there were weapons glowing with moonlight.

There is no doubt that this is the person who grabbed the treasure by the lake before and after the Golden Tiger wedding, and unfortunately lost his precious life.

There are also a few beast demons, including the golden haired and silver-patterned saber-toothed tiger, the giant-tailed silver gray howling wolf, the fire cloud lion, and the earth-splitting bull, all of whom are in the junior and intermediate levels of martial artists, and are squatting on the shore of the Holy Moon Lake to play with the moonlight fish.

The moonfish called him master, and he felt a friendly aura in them, and even a hint of blood connection, from the blood.

And he has no relatives in this world, except for the people of Crescent Village, there is also a sense of intimacy with this group of moonlight fish, the jungle within a radius of several miles by the lake, and the spirit beasts that protect the village, so naturally he can't ignore them.

The most important thing is that even if the current realm can't kill them, they can still fight, not to mention that they are holding a holy sword in their hands now, even if they don't activate the sword soul, just use it as a sharp sword, I'm afraid it is not something their body defense can bear.

It's been so long, and I haven't fought well.

As a swordsman, he is like a giant beast that has not eaten for a long time, and that desire for battle is more courageous than wine and power.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and besides, actual combat can improve combat skills and find out one's own shortcomings, and in addition, he wants to know how far his current strength has become.

From afar, the school's moonlight fish spotted him and jumped out of the water to meet him. Ling Xingchen felt their fear, and the joy of seeing him again.

The four-headed beast demon had naturally discovered his existence a long time ago, and according to their detection, he was only in the realm of martial apprentices, so he didn't have to worry about it, so he didn't even look up.

As soon as his mind moved, the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword appeared in his right hand, and a chill came from the hilt, and as Xuanyuan moved his whole body, he suppressed the anger in his heart.

He felt that his state of mind was calmer. Carrying the sword, he approached them step by step.

Under the bright moonlight, the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword was not reflective, but it was absorbing the essence of the moon on its own, and it was a little clearer, like a silver jade belt.

As a sword master, Ling Xingchen naturally knew that the holy weapons would transform and even cultivate independently, but his thinking and mind were not completely independent.

He also knew that every holy artifact had the dignity and style of a holy weapon, whether it was majestic, or domineering, and cold. The appearance of the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword was cold, but after he recognized it, the sword soul style became a little hotter, but it did not affect its strength.

Every sword with a story is like a song, and with the passage of time, the song is scattered and returned to dust. Meeting you is a strange fate, you and I get along, what kind of long song will you sing? Your name is called Silver Moon, my name is Xingchen, tonight, how about you and I play a song of the myth of the stars and the moon together?

[When the military general can probe in a small area at close range, when Ling Xingchen can send out a divine thought detection, it becomes a sea of gods, a sea of divine consciousness] received the silver light holy moon sword transmitted by Ling Xingchen through consciousness, and a momentum rose sharply, feeling the battle intent and desire on the master's body, the sword body trembled with pleasure, and let out bursts of sword groans, the sword body was full of brilliance, and the speed of absorbing the essence of the moon was increasing.

If it weren't for Ling Xingchen's suppression, I'm afraid that the news of the sword chant would make the tragedy and crisis of the previous days, and the bloodshed and sacrifice be staged, which is not what he wants to see.

If it weren't for his timely consciousness transmission, I'm afraid that the sword would have been out of the control of his right hand and flew out to kill the four-headed beast demon in an instant.

This is the power of the Holy Sword?

The Holy Moon Sword Sword Soul just told me that it turned out that it was a few drops of blood that fell into the Holy Moon Lake to break the formation, and of course it also made it recognize its master. That blood is extremely domineering, which directly affects its cold and frosty style, if someone else can't reach the level of a martial saint, don't think about using it, even if you recognize the master, the cultivation realm is not enough.

It was following the breath of blood connection that it contacted him, and he was sad at the time, so he could only call from afar, instead of flying directly.

He guessed that the same should be the case with the moonshine fish.

At that time, it fell into the water, it seemed that a foreign body entered the body, and it fainted in pain, presumably it was the golden tree of the sea and the dantian.

The four-headed beast demon felt the threat at the moment when the holy sword appeared, and the pressure from the soul almost crushed their souls, but fortunately it was only a flash.

However, they thought that no matter how powerful the weapon was, without strong cultivation, they would not be able to exert the strength that a divine soldier should have, so they would not be worried, and they did not feel that they despised Ling Xingchen.

However, to see the hairy boy walking towards them with his sword in his hand was a great humiliation to them and hurt their dignity.

"Whoa—roar. ”

"Whew-"

"Roar—"

"Moo-"

The four-headed beast demon roared, on weekdays, all beasts knelt down, the demons surrendered, the king had the dignity of the king, they suddenly felt that their dignity was provoked, they stood up on all fours, and their cold eyes burst out with cold light.

When he saw the brilliance of the sword body, the crisis enveloped his heart, and a chill rose on his back, and he didn't feel that he was in a cold sweat.

When the coercion appeared in an instant and suddenly disappeared, he was overjoyed, thinking that the young man opposite was still shallow in cultivation and failed to control the sword, and there was a trace of ridicule and banter in his eyes.

"Born from the heart, a beast is a beast, such a hideous and terrifying stinky face, the expression is so humane, why don't you become a human? Didn't your mother teach you to brush your teeth in the morning and evening? Ling Xingchen looked at them with a fierce look in his eyes, his eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, and he couldn't help but scold.

If the four-headed beast demon was angry before, then it is furious now.

Mole ant, you are not even as good as a beast, but unfortunately you will never see the majesty and domineering of this king when he turned into a human form, so let's use it as our blood food, this will be the last glory of your life!

They had long been able to understand human words, and at this moment, they were angry and slandered, and greeted Ling Xingchen thousands of times in the beast's heart, dividing him into muscles and bones in their minds, inch by inch, eating them in one bite, and even their eyes became sarcastic, and their eyes were disdainful.

"Kick your nose on your face, give you some color and open a dye shop, let you know today, if you come to a place you shouldn't come, you will pay a price, and if you provoke an existence that you shouldn't provoke, you will wash away your sins with blood!" Ling Xingchen shouted.

He was very surprised, these expressions are quite rich, and they will definitely be popular for several years if they are made into emojis.

As the distance narrowed, he found that the body lines of these moonlight elves were a little more beautiful, and even their expressions were closer to those of humans, and their bodies were more crystal clear, and their brilliance flowed.

"Horn!" In the quiet night sky, Ling Xingchen glanced at the moonlight fish with a smile, snapped his fingers at them crisply and loudly, and then rushed towards the four beast demons excitedly, and shouted excitedly: "Silver Guangzhan, holy moonrise, slaughter all the local chickens and dogs! Kittens, puppies, calves, and little lions, wash their necks, the master is here!

I saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man, dressed in white, holding a sword, like a white-clothed sword king, roaring in the realm of martial arts and rushing towards the beast demons of the four major demon masters at the beginning and intermediate realms, like a sheep rushing into the wolves, this scene was absolutely shocking.

At first glance, it looks like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, but the next scene is absolutely shocking.

The four demon beasts stared at their eyes the size of copper bells, and they couldn't hold back any longer, opened their bloody mouths, roared angrily, flew over, and attacked them in groups.

The moonlight fish jumped out of the water, and in addition to the excitement of the humanized eyes, he was more worried, and told Ling Xingchen to leave them alone and go quickly.

Xuanyuan moved his whole body, Ling Xingchen was concentrated, his attention was highly concentrated, and although he had the holy sword in his hand, he didn't dare to be careless.

He wielded his silver sword, and the Liuyun Sword Technique had been completed, and his sword skills naturally couldn't help but be said.

I saw a white figure wandering in the encirclement of four beasts and demons more than two meters long and more than one meter high, they were attacking in the opposite direction, making him thrilling step by step, and the moves were still like pedestrians, all in one go, although the rhythm was a little disrupted, Ling Xingchen's sleeves were torn off on one side, revealing his arms, and on the other hand, he was torn into streamers by the tiger's claws.

Of course, they are not having a good time, if the Linfeng Sword is in hand, I am afraid that Ling Xingchen will need some twists and turns to surrender them, but the sharpness of the Holy Sword, everything is unbreakable, even if it does not operate the mental method, it is also easy to break the body defense of the four-headed beast demon, and the body is injured to varying degrees, and the blood stains are stained.

The roar and the sound of the holy sword breaking through the sky were endless, and the smell of blood spread, and the heartbeat of the thrilling moonlight fish was racing, carrying a heart and sweating for Ling Xingchen at all times.

Xuanyuan moved to his feet, kicked in the air, kicked the head of the giant-tailed silver gray wolf away, and the inverted cloud sword left a gap in one of the saber teeth of the golden and silver-veined saber-toothed tiger, turned one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, the sword did not stop, turned his wrist, and waved hard, and a wound was cut an inch deep on the nose of the fire cloud lion, and blood gushed out, and it flowed its own mouth.

Then he kicked with both feet, borrowed the bull's head, flew up, and pointed his sword at the Huoyun Lion, who opened his bloody mouth and avoided the mouth being cut, only to see several sharp teeth flying up in the moonlight.

The lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and at this moment, they realized that they had committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy.

They were furious, and they were all wounded, and their opponents still had some strength left. Looking at the arc of the evil spirit crossed the corner of Ling Xingchen's mouth, he realized that the opponent had been playing with them, practicing with them, and there were only five moves in the past, and each repetition was different, they were so angry that they could vomit a basin of black blood, but they were helpless.

He suddenly had an idea, since he could recover Ben Hu and Xiao Wolf, why couldn't he subdue them and protect Crescent Village?

However, he has to rely on himself for everything, his own strength is fundamental, and foreign things are foreign things after all, and he doesn't want the people of Crescent Village to develop dependence.

Well, leave it as a backhand!