Chapter 9: The Red Blood Excalibur

A crescent moon crossed the Tongtian Mountain and moved in the direction of Fengyue City, and at this moment it was napping in the sky above the Tongtian Lake, in the dark night, like a bright lamp and like a scythe of death.

The wind blew from the direction of Fengyue City, the trees on Tongtian Mountain were dancing, and the birds returning to their nests could not withstand such a toss, and the chirping sound came and went, as if they were lamenting.

"Uncle Feng, I'm afraid. ”

Jiang Xiaotian buried his head in Feng Buzhi's chest, and hugged Feng Buzhi's arm tightly with both hands. After all, they are children, and a few of them are not afraid of the gloom of the night.

Feng Buyan sat on the edge of the bonfire, the moonlight was very light and pale by the bonfire, and his face was very red and red by the bonfire. The wine gourd is raised and put from time to time, and from time to time a trace of wine seeps out of the gourd, which makes the bonfire three points strong and then three points.

The man in white was snoring on the dead grass beside him, whether it was the moonlight or the firelight or the birdsong or the gloomy one, as if there was nothing to do with him. He only has dreams in his heart, and from time to time his slightly curled lips tell him that he is having a beautiful dream, or that the young man has just fallen in love, or that he has fulfilled a certain pursuit.

A team of people, a breath of breeze.

The night was broken, and the gloom was even more gloomy.

The chirping of the had stopped, the crescent moon had faded east, and the only thing that could be distinguished except by the light of the campfire was the Lake of Babel, which was darker than the night.

At this moment, Tongtian Lake is like a black hole, but it has a little more color that black holes don't have.

"They're there!"

After chasing for twenty or thirty miles, the tall black belt finally saw the light of the bonfire, which symbolized hope. Now, nothing was done in the past. Whether you're teased or you can't complete the city list mission, a dying person can't stand in the way, and killing someone who thinks he should kill but hasn't killed for a long time can change everything.

"Hurry up, big rewards are just around the corner!"

Tall black is unusually confident, dominating the world with confidence.

He does have such a confident capital, after all, above death and life are immortals, and under death and life are mortals, death and life do not take half a step to become a god, and immortals do not come out of a self-only saint.

The path is nine steps, one level and one heavy sky.

The so-called nine levels of the path refer to the nine levels of cultivators' cultivation, which are Dao disciples, Tao scholars, Taoist priests, Dao Venerables, Dao Sects, Dao Emperors (Emperors), Dao Saints, Dao Immortals, and Dao Gods.

And each rank is divided into nine grades, and there is a world of difference between each grade, whether it is Dao power or Dao skill, so it is called one level and one heavy heaven.

Of course, because each cultivator's cultivation method and his own physique, talent, and opportunities are different, the strength of cultivators of the same grade is also different.

At the same time, the ninth level of the path is divided into three realms, from the lowest to the highest, the mortal realm, the realm of death and life, and the realm of domination. Dao Dao, Dao Scholar, and Daoist Priest are mortals, and Dao Zun, Dao Sect, and Dao Emperor (Emperor) are the realm of death and life, and they can only be called masters when they reach the rank of Dao Sage.

From the beginning of cultivation, a person can only be regarded as a true cultivator if he truly steps into the threshold of the realm of death and life, because after stepping into the realm of death and life, he can transcend life and death and maintain his youth forever. Therefore, the realm of death and life is also called the realm of eternity.

The tall and black half-step death realm cultivation is also the ultimate of the Taoist Nine Grades, and after breaking through, he can transcend life and death and become a cultivator in the true sense.

Jiang Xiaotian had already slept peacefully in Feng Buran's arms, and Feng Buyan was also half drunk and half drunk alone. He hadn't drunk so happily for a long time, at least since Jiang Xiaotian's father Jiang Zifeng was injured and bedridden until now, he was the first to drink so happily.

Yes, who said that the relationship between a man and a man is not called affection?

It's okay now, the divine doctor said that as long as there is a third-order or above Dao beast Neidan Jiang Zifeng's injury, he can heal, now that Neidan has arrived, what reason does he have not to celebrate himself?

Feng Buzhi's cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were fixed on the depths of Tongtian Mountain, and from time to time his eyebrows were bent and his mouth was curled, as if some beautiful thing poured into his heart, and it seemed to be back to the time when several brothers joined the mercenary group together and went to Tongtian Mountain to drink and eat Dao beast meat together.

"Acquaintance, hurry up and hand over the silver wolf beast Neidan, maybe grandpa is happy and may leave you a whole corpse, otherwise you will feel better." ”

A dark shadow suddenly appeared by the campfire, and a black sword had been set up on the wind and the wind at some point.

The person who came was not tall and black, who else could there be.

At this moment, the three of them have been controlled by him, and he firmly believes that it is a sure thing that he will be able to cultivate all of them. He didn't even bother to look at Feng Buzhi and Jiang Xiaotian, because he couldn't even sense the slightest fluctuation of Dao power on Feng Buyan's body, and Jiang Xiaotian was just a child, no matter how he Jiang Xiaotian rebelled against the sky, even a cultivator would not make any waves.

The only thing that made Gao Da Hei a little uneasy was the man in white who was sleeping very well in the grass, and several people tossed him around without waking up, just this heart made people afraid of three points, this is only secondary, the main thing is that he is still holding a sword in his arms, although it is through the scabbard, but Gao Da Hei still feels a strong murderous aura from the sword.

Therefore, after the other mercenaries completely tied up Feng Buyan and Jiang Xiaotian, Gao Dahei decided that he had to deal with the man in white first, and it happened that the goods were still sleeping soundly, so he couldn't give him a chance to create an accident.

"He's just a fool, and we don't have anything to do with each other, so if you want Nedan to come at me. ”

Seeing the tall black approaching the man in white step by step, Feng Bujian finally couldn't hold back.

"Fool, I think you're taking me for a fool. The tall black continued to approach the man in white, ignoring the wind at all.

He first took the sword from the arms of the man in white, and then asked people to tie up the man in white with a qi rope, and then let people search the body of the three of them.

However, Feng Buyan is such an old man, how can he take the Dao Beast Neidan with him to spend the night in the barren mountains and mountains, not to mention whether Neidan will attract the attack of other Dao beasts, even if he doesn't, he has to beware of someone robbing him, and he doesn't know how much he is capable of, so why bother looking for trouble.

When all the three of them were searched and there was still no trace of the silver wolf beast Neidan, Gao Dahei finally became angry.

"Boom ......"

There was a crisp sound, a red light.

This is not the Red Blood Divine Sword, what else can it be?

The tall black man wanted to draw his sword and kill the man in white, who would have thought that the sword in the arms of the man in white would be such a stunner.

As soon as the sword came out, it turned out to be a masterpiece of red light, like a miniature version of the blood river.

Gao Dahei suddenly raised his eyebrows, the unpleasantness caused by the inability to find Neidan disappeared in an instant, what city list reward, what ancestral ancient sword, compared to the sword in his hand, it is not worth mentioning.

Just as he was about to put the sword in his storage bag, an accident happened.

The Red Blood Divine Sword suddenly broke free from its tall black hand, and after a flash of sword light, the audience was silent. Only the tall black eyes were staring like leather balls, and he never dreamed that his dignified half-step death realm cultivation would actually fall here.