Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Power of a Sword

After a stick of incense, Song Ziyang's cultivation could be restored to the peak, only the divine soul was still a little tired.

But he didn't have time to reply.

Because someone has broken into this cave.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he swallowed the detoxification pill in his mouth, and his huge divine sense spread all around, and he instantly found the people who came to this cave.

Because he didn't know if this nameless bush was poisonous or not, when he was refining the elixir to restore the power of yin and yang, he pre-contained an antidote pill in his mouth.

After staying in this incense, I didn't find anything abnormal.

At least the foul smell wasn't toxic.

There were five people who came into this cave, all of whom were guards of the Zhou family in Caocheng, and they were standing behind Zhou Qinglong before.

Three of them are cultivators in the mountain realm, and two are only in the Tibetan sea realm.

The highest cultivation of these three people is the man who is about forty years old at the head, who has the fivefold realm of moving mountains, and the other two are moving mountains threefold.

The mountain-moving monk is the backbone of any sect in Qingzhou, and its number directly determines the strength of a sect.

The reason why the Nine Palaces Sect is an inconspicuous small sect is because the number of mountain-moving monks in the sect is extremely limited, and there are only a few people.

And this week, the Zhou family casually dispatched, and it was more than a dozen monks who moved the mountain realm, and they did have the strength to dominate a city.

But yet, at the moment, Song Ziyang really didn't pay attention to these people.

He hid his breath and hid behind the stone pillar, and when his mind moved, the golden sword that he had snatched from Xu Feng's hand appeared in his hand.

Cracks had faintly appeared on this golden sword, but it still exuded a terrifying aura outward.

This breath was like a scorching sun, and the temperature around it soared sharply.

He used the power of yin and yang, infused it, and began to cast out the seal at the same time.

The casting method of this golden little sword is very simple, it is directly engraved on the body of the sword, he can easily learn it, and it is not difficult to cast it at this moment.

And from the cave entrance where the conflict occurred before, there are six or seven forks here, and there are not many people brought by the Zhou family, so they will inevitably be diverted, and there can be five people at this cave entrance, and there are three monks who are cultivating to move the mountain again.

This can be regarded as his own misfortune.

Of course, Song Ziyang felt that this misfortune was more appropriate for these five people.

The five Cao family members and guards did not see anything abnormal, and their divine consciousness was released, and this small space was easily enveloped, but no trace of Song Ziyang was found.

Under the hidden aura of the Yin-Yang Mirror, it is not necessary to say that their divine senses will not discover his existence, even the Yin-Yang Sect cultivators at the peak of the Mountain Realm will not be able to discover him.

So, the five of them relaxed, symbolically walked around the cave, and searched at will.

They didn't even separate, but walked together, chatting with each other, ready to leave after a stroll around.

"Big brother, do you think Mrs. Zhou is too reckless? Without even inquiring about the identity of this young man, she made a brazen move, wanting to kill the other party, in case the other party is very big? Wouldn't this bring a * trouble to our Zhou family?" A monk who moved the mountain and the three heavens said softly.

The monk who was the leader of the five-fold mountain said solemnly: "Third brother, don't talk nonsense, how about Madame, naturally she has her reason, as a subordinate, what you need is obedience." Right or wrong, let's not judge. ”

The man was obviously not convinced, but he didn't say anything more.

"Hmph, eldest brother, you are too stupid and loyal, I think what the third brother said is very reasonable. If this young man is very big, it may not be as simple as causing trouble, and it may even bring disaster to the Zhou family!"

The other shook his head and said, "Under the nest, how can there be all the eggs? If this is the case, you and I will both suffer! But it's a pity, who made her head wife?"

"Alas. ”

The leader shook his head and sighed, but did not speak again.

"But that young man's body, there is indeed a treasure, that purple flame, it is really powerful, I saw with my own eyes that the Naxu Ring was burned to ashes, it was really terrifying. If we can kill this son and take away that purple flame, even if we offend a big force because of this, it will be worth it!" The monk who had moved the mountain triple before couldn't help but sigh again, and greed flashed in his eyes.

"Wealth is in danger!" a Tibetan Sea monk licked his lips and nodded.

Although the others didn't speak again, everyone's eyes were full of greed, even the two monks from the Tibetan Sea Realm.

"If you want my Purple Pole Heavenly Fire, then it depends on whether you have the life to take it!"

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was cold, with a chill.

But the temperature in this space has indeed soared.

At the same time, a dazzling golden light shone brightly, as if a fiery red sun was rising in this space.

Then, the sun turned into a giant sword and slashed straight at the five people.

Faintly, there seems to be a golden crow bird, spreading its wings and flying by, making a crisp and pleasant cry.

Golden Crow Holy Sword!

This sword, under Song Ziyang's urging, turned out to be more powerful than that scattered cultivation Xu Feng.

This is naturally the credit of the Yin-Yang Mirror!

At the moment when the Golden Crow Holy Sword broke out, the word "sacred" in the four characters "yin", "yang", "saint" and "tong" behind the yin-yang mirror suddenly flashed with golden light, as if it had come to life, and it was integrated into the sword body.

"Golden Crow God Slash?"

"This kid is the descendant of Juancheng Jinwumen!"

The five-fold monk who was the leader of the mountain, looked at this golden giant sword, his eyes instantly widened, and he blurted out in a panic.

This sword was so sudden that it was completely beyond their expectations.

At the sight of the sword, the greatsword was already approaching their bodies.

Then, he hurriedly wanted to dodge, but it was too late, and in the end, he had to activate the golden shield of the Five Elements Shield series on his left arm as quickly as possible.

In an instant, a shield made of cold iron was hastily activated in his silent spell.

At the moment of life and death, his potential was stimulated to the extreme at this moment, and he had never recited the mantra as fast as he did now.

Sou!

The Golden Crow Holy Sword bore the brunt of the attack and slashed at the cold iron shield, but it was like a bamboo, and easily cut the cold iron shield open, and then cut its body in two.

Until death, his eyes were full of shock.

With his terrifying reflexes, he couldn't resist the Golden Crow Holy Sword, let alone the other four.

They didn't even have time to react before they were directly swept by the Golden Crow Holy Sword.

Two monks who moved mountains three times, and two monks who were nine layers of the Tibetan Sea, were beheaded together!

One sword, all five people are destroyed!

The power of the golden giant sword was undiminished, and it cut off several stalactites that lay across the cave before falling with all its strength.

Thundered!

The falling and overturned stalactites made a deafening loud noise.

"It's broken!"

Song Ziyang's face suddenly changed.