Suddenly, his feet were empty, and Wei Qingshan's whole person leaned backwards and fell down.

He expected that Qiye might appear, but he didn't expect Qiye to hollow out the dirt under his feet and emerge from under his feet.

It's so sudden!

Wei Qingshan didn't expect that the Seven Princes of the dignified Demon Clan, with their noble status, would actually use such indiscriminate moves.

With one move, Qiye rushed up from the bottom of Wei Qingshan's feet, the whole person was like a monkey on a tree, winding Wei Qingshan, locking his left foot with his left foot, his right leg against his right leg, clasping his ankle with his left hand, clamping his right hand with his right arm, choking his throat with his five fingers, and pressing the back of the opponent's head with his forehead, so that Wei Qingshan's head could not be raised.

What a soft body grappling technique!

Qiye used his body to completely block Wei Qingshan's actions.

"Release!"

Wei Qingshan was furious, his two fingers together, slightly raised, and the flying sword swirled three hundred and sixty degrees, circled behind Qiye, and stabbed towards Qiye.

"Young Master!"

Ling Shuangshuang was shocked, because Qiye locked Wei Qingshan's hands and feet, the Dao technique failed, and she regained her freedom. Seeing the flying sword stabbing towards Qiye, she hurriedly flew over.

"Brush!"

Blood splattered.

The flying sword plunged into Nanaba's left shoulder, splashing a splash of blood and staining his shirt red, but the sharp flying sword did not penetrate his body.

Ling Shuangshuang's hands hurt very much, anyone who dragged a sharp flying sword in his hand would feel pain, but no matter how much pain she had, she would not let go, the sword blade cut his palm, blood poured in, gushing out.

Death will not let go, because as soon as she lets go, Qiye will die.

Qiye's hand holding Wei Qingshan's neck has been seriously deformed, twisted, and cramped!

He had tried his best, but he still couldn't strangle the other party.

On the one hand, Qiye was already seriously injured and very weak, and it was already very good to be able to send out three or four out of ten with one body of strength.

On the other hand, Wei Qingshan is a cultivator, although he was careless for a while, he was restrained by Qiye, but his vitality protection body, Qiye wanted to strangle him with the hands of mortals, it was almost impossible.

"Up!"

Wei Qingshan's two fingers continued to stir up, his vitality was agitated, and the power of the flying sword increased rapidly, constantly stabbing forward.

Ling Shuangshuang had already used all her strength, but she couldn't compare to Wei Qingshan at all, watching the flying sword pierce into Qiye's body little by little, and she couldn't do anything.

If this continues, the seven leaves will be consumed little by little.

Wisdom comes from urgency!

Qiye decisively let go of his five fingers, and his right hand slid and threw it out.

Wei Qingshan was already struggling and bursting out with all his might, Nazhi Qiye suddenly let go, his right arm suddenly broke free, and he didn't have time to retract his strength, so he threw it out violently. Qiye was quick with his eyes, and his right hand was outflanked and pressed against Wei Qingshan's arm.

The strength of the two was superimposed, the strength was so great that Wei Qingshan couldn't bear it at all, and Qiye grabbed the joint position on his arm again, limiting the stretching of the muscles, under this strong impact, Wei Qingshan's right arm was dislocated on the spot and was unloaded by Qiye.

"Ahh

Wei Qingshan wailed.

As a cultivator, a disciple of Immeasurable Meditation, it was the first time he had been hurt in this way, and he couldn't bear it.

The powerful vitality, ignited by the anger, exploded in an instant, turning into a powerful impact, shaking off the shackles of the seven leaves in one fell swoop.

"Shuangshuang, let go!"

During the break, Qiye snatched the flying sword from his hands, stepped forward with a huge impact, and slammed it into Wei Qingshan's chest.

He went back and forth, retreated and entered, and only had one breath, which made people completely unbelievable that it was a mortal speed. By the time Wei Qingshan reacted, the flying sword had already penetrated his chest.

"This ...... Impossible!?"

Wei Qingshan's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Until the moment he died, he couldn't believe that he had died under his natal flying sword, which was really a mockery.

'Poof', the exhausted Nanaba's collapsed.

The wound on his stomach has not healed yet, and a new wound has been added to his shoulder, and the red blood stains his clothes, and he has lost too much blood, and Qiye faints in a daze.

"Young Master!"

Ling Shuangshuang hurriedly ran over, knelt beside Qiye, sobbing while bandaging his wounds, as if forgetting that his hands were also flesh and skin, and the blood was not stopping.

......

In a coma, Qiye had a dream.

In the dream, he came to a very strange world.

This world is the world of Heavenly Dao!

Under the way of heaven, all living beings are ants, everyone must follow the sky, cultivate according to the way, and anyone who goes against the path is a demon, so there is a demon race.

Ten thousand years ago, there was a great war between the human race and the demon race, and in the end, the cultivators who followed the path of heaven won a great victory and wanted to exterminate the demons.

In order to save the last clansmen, the remaining demon clansmen were forced to move north and hide in the snowy mountains of the extreme north, and finally kept the last incense.

After that, after thousands of years of development, the demon clan established a country in the Great Snow Mountain, known as the 'Snow Country'.

In addition to the Snow Country, the Terran also has a big enemy, that is, the Demon Clan in the 100,000 Barren Mountains, but compared with the powerful cultivators in the Terran Clan, the strength of the Demon Race is obviously inferior, otherwise it would not be the same as the Demon Race, hiding in the 100,000 Barren Mountains.

The demon and demon races can be said to be sympathetic to each other, so the two races decided to unite and join hands to fight against the human race.

In order to show the sincerity of the unity, the Demon Clan sent the Seven Princes to the 100,000 Barren Mountains to facilitate peace talks.

But who knows, the news leaked, just when the Seven Princes were about to arrive at the 100,000 Barren Mountains, they were ambushed by the Terran cultivators, and the Seven Princes were assassinated by a strong man with a sword, and his life fell on the spot.

The Terran cultivators won a great victory, however, just as the cultivators were cleaning up the battlefield, the sky suddenly cracked, and a large spatial crack was opened, and a huge UFO rushed out, descending from the sky with a burst of spatial turbulence, strangling all these people.

......

When he woke up, Nanaba's mind found that he had a lot more in his head.

The memory of the Seven Princes of the Demon Clan overlapped with his memory, and there was a large amount of memory in his mind out of thin air, squeezing his brain.

"Young Master, you've finally woken up. ”

Ling Shuangshuang had been by his side, his eyes were red, and he had obviously cried.

Qiye swept Wei Qingshan's corpse and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

Ling Shuangshuang said: "About two hours." ”

"Two hours!?"

Qiye's heart sank, for those who fled for their lives, every second counts, and two hours will change a lot of things.

Enduring the pain all over his body, Qiye Qiang stood up and walked to Wei Qingshan's corpse, groping for a while.

"Young Master, what are you doing here?" Ling Shuangshuang asked.

Qiye said: "Find something useful." ”

As he spoke, Qiye pulled out the flying sword on Wei Qingshan's chest, wiped the blood on the sword, and found that the sword was engraved with the two small words 'Chopping Wind'.

Wind Slashing Sword!

Nanaba's sword sheath was removed, the sword was returned to the sheath, and he put it away.

Ling Shuangshuang was surprised and said, "Young Master, you are the Seventh Prince of our Snow Country, how can you pick up things from dead people?"

Qiye didn't raise his head, "Because I want to live, even if I have to do something ugly for this." ”

After a while, Qiye found two more things from Wei Qingshan.

The first is a secret book called 'Imperial Sword Technique'.

Qiye recalled the picture of Wei Qingshan's sword control in the air just now, and thought about it, it must be the swordsmanship, which is very powerful. If you can succeed in cultivating, wouldn't you be able to kill people in the air?

The second thing is a bronze mirror, which Wei Qingshan puts on his chest.

The bronze mirror is very ordinary, and Qiye checked it back and forth, and also found that it has any special effect, but Qiye understands that something that can be collected by a cultivator must be a treasure.

After thinking about it, Qiye followed Wei Qingshan's example and put the bronze mirror on his chest.

After making sure that nothing had fallen, Qiye slowly got up, "Let's go." ”

"Young Master, where are we going?" Ling Shuangshuang asked.

Seven leaves closed his eyes, trying to remember that the thing might have fallen somewhere?

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the way he came, and said, "Let's go back." ”

"Go back?" Ling Shuangshuang said in surprise: "The people of the Immeasurable Views are still chasing us, and we will go back now, aren't we sent to death?"

"Not necessarily. ”

Qiye used the Wind Slashing Sword as a crutch and walked swaying, "The most dangerous place is the safest place, because they are chasing us behind, so, they would never have thought that we would turn back to the place where we were intercepted and killed before." What's more, I have something left around there that I have to go back to look for. ”

Ling Shuangshuang hurriedly followed to support Qiye, and said curiously, "Young Master, what did you lose?"

"You'll know when the time comes. "Seven leaves didn't explain too much.

After walking a few steps, Qiye's head was swollen and painful, as if it was about to be crowded with something, and kept squeezing.

Another memory of the Seven Princes of the Demon Clan came to mind.

It's about cultivation.

Terran monasticism.

First comprehend the trajectory of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and use your own vitality to follow the trajectory of the Great Dao, attract the power of the Great Dao, and turn it into your own use, this is the Dao of Cultivation!

Through the depth of understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth, the path of cultivation is divided into five realms, the first acquaintance, the hearing of the Tao, the entry into the Tao, the void, and the destiny of heaven.

Demon refinement.

The demon people forcibly accept the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and through the demon exercises, burn the aura, and use the fire of the aura to constantly temper their own flesh and strengthen their flesh.

Similarly, the quenching body is also divided into five realms, which are skin changing, bone quenching, tendon changing, marrow washing, and blood refining, corresponding to the five realms of cultivation.

As the seventh prince of the demon clan, he has been pampered since he was a child, and he is unwilling to cultivate, but he has also reached the second realm of refining the body, the 'Quenching Bone Realm', and his physical body is strong. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Qiye to use brute force to lock up a disciple of Immeasurable Views and finally kill him under the serious injury of being pierced through the abdomen by a sword.

This is the terrifying thing about the Demon Refining Body!

Once close, the powerful body of the demon clan will become a nightmare for cultivators.

"Cultivating the Tao and refining the body, how can it be the same as a Xianxia novel?" Qiye couldn't help but complain.

Ling Shuangshuang was stunned, "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Qiye smiled awkwardly, took off the wrap around his waist casually, and looked at the wound on his stomach, and sure enough, the wound on his abdomen had already scabbed, and there was a faint itch coming from inside.

What a fast healing speed!

This is the benefit of reaching the first realm of body refining 'skin change realm', which can increase one's healing speed several times. An injury that takes half a month for ordinary people to heal, the demon clan only needs three days to heal, and its self-healing power is amazing.

It seems that the things in the memory of the Seven Princes are true, and there is really a saying of cultivation and body refining.