Change moves, change swords.

He took the holy sword back to Zhihai, changed to the Linfeng Sword, and used the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, refining all the moves of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that after obtaining the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword, his understanding of the sword had increased a bit, and his sword cultivation had improved.

Half an hour passed, and Ling Xingchen used the first five moves of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, and he was already able to suppress them, of course, they all paid the price, the wounds on the beast demon's body increased, and blood flowed.

The golden-haired silver-veined saber-toothed tiger was missing a saber tooth, its mouth was dripping blood, its abdomen was stabbed, blood gushed out, the Huoyun Lion was cut off half of its front paws, and at this moment it stood on three legs, and the earth-splitting bull broke a horn, one eye was about to be blinded, the blood marks on the neck were a few inches deep, the giant tail silver gray wave nose was completely cut off, and an ear was missing, and the back scar exposed the vertebrae.

Ling Xingchen was also uncomfortable, his clothes were ragged, and he also had scars on his back, but the blood from the wound was almost dry and was healing.

If it weren't for the fact that his physique was different from the past, even with the holy sword in hand, I'm afraid the battle wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

It is true that he can skip the challenge, but with one against four, there is a lot of difficulty, and he is not satisfied.

If others knew that they would not fall behind in one pick and four in one rank, and they were tempering their martial arts, they would probably pull out a long hair and hang themselves.

He took advantage of the bull's head to pop out, turned around in the air, and after landing, Fengyun Jue ran wildly, holding the hilt of the Linfeng Sword with curly blades and gaps in many places, the sword pointed at the four beasts, and the momentum on his body suddenly doubled, more fierce and domineering, and the coercion caused by the momentum had almost surpassed the realm of martial artists, and the four beasts were frightened, fearful, waiting for an opportunity to prepare to escape.

"It's not easy to practice in the second rank, surrender or die, choose for yourself!" Ling Xingchen really needed a lot of effort to kill the four-headed beast demon, and suddenly he had an idea, that is, to subdue them.

"If you can play with the moonlight fish, the master can tease you brutes, if you don't surrender, then I'm going to do it for real!"

I have planned to leave, I don't know what year and month it will be to come back, so I am ready to leave a back hand for Crescent Village, but I can't let them lose their sense of crisis, so I decided that Ben Hu and Xiao Wolf are in the light, these four beast demons are in the dark.

The four beasts were furious, but they were helpless, when had they ever been so embarrassed?

"Silver Light Holy Moon Sword!" Ling Xingchen returned the Linfeng Sword to the sheath, instantly used the Wind Cloud Technique to the extreme, and with a move of his right hand, he summoned the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword, and the four beast demons roared, and all of them lay on the ground, the fierce light in their eyes was gone, a little more soft, and they lit their heads bigger than the basin.

"This is to stop bleeding, to stop pain, open your mouth!" Seeing this, Ling Xingchen took out the hemostatic medicine and painkiller that Xueying had prepared for him, and threw them towards their mouths, naming them respectively: Tiger Sword, Langya, Niu Lie, and Burning Sky.

Tell them to secretly protect Crescent Village, and they don't have to take action until they are at the moment of life and death.

You have to rely on yourself for everything, your own strength is fundamental, and external things are foreign things after all.

In the surprised eyes of the four beast demons, Ling Xingchen plunged into the Holy Moon Lake with a fierce son.

This was the second time he had entered, and the last time was when he had just crossed into this world, falling from the sky and falling into the Holy Moon Lake.

He remembered that day in the air, he was scolded by a big black bird for being a prostitute.

In the night of April, the lake water is very cool, after jumping in, he found that the lake water is very clear, and full of aura, the breath is faintly close to the silver light holy moon sword, he guessed that it should be the holy sword at the bottom of the lake to absorb the essence of the moon, after a long time, the water is also stained, it has become a spiritual lake, and even the moonlight fish has also gained a lot of benefits.

The Moonlight Fish followed Ling Xingchen the moment he entered the water, swimming around his body, boldly even touching his face, hands, and neck with his mouth from time to time.

He snapped his fingers in the water, and the moonfish became bolder, not only dancing around him, but even wearing them in his robes.

He found that his vision in the water was almost unaffected, everything was clear and changeable, and his body sank to a distance of about a meter from the bottom of the lake, almost swimming in the direction of the direction of the holy sword.

Obviously there is nothing, but I feel the crisis.

Give the Moonlight Fish an order to stay away, and then summon the Silver Sacred Moon Sword, which is a mixture of excitement and sadness.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he held the hilt of the sword, the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword directly dragged him and rushed forward suddenly, like an arrow off the string.

His body, Zhihai, dantian, and even his soul were all crushed, and they disappeared again in an instant, as if he had gone through the ghost gate.

Ling Xingchen lay heavily on the ground and gnawed on the hard ground.

The body of the Holy Moon Sword trembled slightly, and there was a wail.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt as if he was falling into an ice cave, his body was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture, and his consciousness and soul were about to be stripped away, the small trees of Zhihai and Dantian were spinning and swaying, exuding a golden light, directly absorbing this terrifying aura, and at the same time, the Holy Moon Sword turned into thousands of swords, forming a sword array to wrap Ling Xingchen.

The spiritual power of the Intuitive Consciousness Sea and the Xuanqi of the Dantian have both grown by one point, and the two small trees have grown two or three millimeters taller.

Ling Xingchen seemed to have wandered around the Ghost Gate again.

The holy sword did not fly out, nor did it tremble, and when it returned to Ling Xingchen's hand, it released a trace of fierce and domineering aura, and spontaneously emitted a silver ray like a substance, slashing in the air.

He only felt that his affinity and tacit understanding with the Holy Moon Silver Light Sword had directly risen to a higher level.

It was as if this holy sword had been forged for himself, and when held in his hand, it seemed to be an extension of his arm, and he didn't distinguish between them, and his comprehension of martial arts and swords had also deepened.

"Huh?" There was a slight sound of surprise coming from this side of the space, almost inaudible

He got up, saw the stool in front of him, no stones, no aquatic plants, and entered a vacuum area of more than ten square meters, like a big bubble, more cold than the nose, Rao is his current cultivation and physique, but he couldn't withstand the cold in this space.

The hairs countdown, the skin is tight, and goosebumps are all over the body.

I saw a dark ice jade coffin suspended in the center of this space, and a woman wearing a silver slim version of the long skirt was lying inside, with long hair running down to her waist.

Clenched his fists, bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, junior Ling Xingchen has no intention of disturbing the peace of his seniors, and I hope you will be magnanimous!"

I didn't want to have hands like soft wattles, skin like clotted fat, collars like grubs, teeth like rhinos, moth eyebrows, hair like silk, such women are rare in the world, like heavenly beings, better than any woman Ling Xingchen has ever seen.

But this method is not authentic, is it?

He guessed that this was the previous director of the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword, and when he got the Holy Moon Sword's affirmative answer, the Sword Soul Silver Moon told him that he had cut off the last trace of love with her.

Ling Xingchen didn't look carefully, clenched his fists, bowed down, and said in a deep voice: "Senior, junior Ling Xingchen has no intention of offending and disturbing the peace of his seniors, and I hope you will be magnanimous!"

The Silver Light Holy Moon Sword seemed to feel the awe in Ling Xingchen's heart, and let out a brisk sword roar, and the sword body trembled slightly.

"The holy moon rises, the silver light is clear, the vicissitudes of life are illusory, and the fate is like the gathering and scattering of the wind and clouds, and the nature is impermanent. With a flick of his fingers, the red face is old, the dust is gone, and thousands of years are like clouds. ”

A gentle, cold, and crisp female voice sounded slowly, but it also carried vicissitudes, as if it came from the other side of time and space, and it also carried wind and sand.

Ling Xingchen tensed all over, clenching the hilt of his sword vigilantly.

"Years of quicksand, red face and dry bones, a wisp of residual thoughts, left for fate, and finally passed the sword! I can't imagine that thousands of years of time have finally come here, my last wisp of residual thoughts was actually invaded by a wisp of demonic energy, although I have been resisting, but with little effect, it will be dissipated, at the time of parting, I have to meet someone who is destined, and it is not in vain to stay for thousands of years.

I almost made a big mistake. The kid Tianzong is a strange asset, and he has actually been recognized by Yinyue. You and I are destined, but it's a pity that my exercises are cold and soft, and they are not suitable for men to cultivate, and the Holy Moon Sect never accepts male disciples. There is one thing to trust before dying!"

"The seniors are masters, and the juniors are just a mountain hunter, how can I help you?" Ling Xingchen clasped his fists and saluted respectfully, shocked in his heart.

I didn't expect that there were really any remnant souls and remnants of thoughts, and not only did a wisp of remnant thoughts not dissipate for thousands of years, but they were actually so domineering, I couldn't help but gasp.

Of course, he was also indignant, he was going to kill him just now, and now he has something to ask for, isn't this a typical beating a stick to give a candy to eat? Although he is approachable and helpful, she doesn't want to be contaminated with this way of doing things.

"Junior doesn't need to be nervous, and there is no need to be surprised, Li Yuehua, the saint daughter of the Holy Moon Sect, the first-class power of the Western Illusion Continent, disdains to make a move on the junior. If it weren't for the sneak attack at the critical moment of practice, it would not have fallen asleep so far.

If one day a woman is recognized by the Silver Moon and is a Holy Maiden of the Holy Moon Sect, you only need to pass the sword, otherwise, you can send the sword and the Holy Moon Recipe together with the Holy Relics to the Holy Moon Sect. I have the elixir and the rest of the exercises here, you can practice and refer to them. ”

Ling Xingchen is a dripping grace, when the spring reciprocates, he has already received a lot of benefits from the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword, not to mention that this remnant is so domineering, he has a small tree to protect him, but the Crescent Moon Village does not have it, in case of madness, it will be over.

Besides, it doesn't hurt to say yes. After weighing it up in an instant, he chose to say yes.

The Xuanbing jade coffin opened, and a silver ring flew out, hanging in front of Ling Xingchen, and the phantom condensed by the remnant thoughts, with a satisfied smile, directly turned into a silver point of light, like a firefly, dissipating.

That smile is smiling, beautiful eyes, beautiful to the extreme.

A sword groan came from the Silver Light Holy Moon Sword, and then fell silent.

According to the practice of the Sword Soul Silver Moon, the first drop of blood on the finger was engraved on the silver ring engraved with the phoenix, the blood was absorbed, the mind was "boom", shrouded in silver light, and several Xuantian characters drawn by the iron hook and silver came to mind, and he recognized it as the Holy Moon Silver Phoenix Ring, and then the big characters turned into a silver phoenix all the time, and stopped next to the Holy Moon Sword Phantom.

He had a spiritual connection to the ring.

As soon as his mind moved, he was surprised, there were dozens of kilometers in the space inside this ring, there were several cheats, and a few jade vials, which appeared in his hand, and there was still a faint girlish fragrance.

Before he had time to look through it, this side of the space was shattered, and when the lake poured in, Ling Xingchen put the cheats back into the ring, held the box in his left hand, and held the sword in his right hand.

A whirlpool formed on the surface of the lake, and the surrounding waters rushed in and calm returned in a moment.

The Silver Light Holy Moon Sword took him back to the ground to investigate and there was no danger before he took out the things in the Silver Phoenix Ring again, a few tokens, a few cards, a few jade lockets, jade bottles, and a few cheats.

Ling Xingchen opened the secret books one by one and found that the evil sect was very evil, except for the Nine Transformation Pulse Recipe and the Formation Secret Codex, all of them were feminine and cold exercises, but except for the Nine Transformation Pulse Recipe and the Formation Secret Codex, his exercises were only suitable for women's cultivation.

But he is all imprinted in his mind, all the laws are clear, the way against the sky, different paths are the same, you can't cultivate, you can still learn from it!

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