Chapter Twenty-Eight: Ascending Cloud Peak

Although it is the Demon Shadow Forest, there are still many wild beasts in the forest, and since jumping into the forest, Zhang Lan has been running all the way, and the speed is not slow at all.

Most of those beasts didn't care when they saw someone running quickly, and some beasts didn't want to taste the taste of human beings, so they chased after Zhang Lan in reverse, but they didn't even eat the ash behind Zhang Lan.

The direction of the chasing flame in his hand is becoming more and more clear, and there is even a tendency to fly up and lead the way directly in front. Zhang Lan knew that not far ahead should be where Ming Yuyan was.

In this Demon Shadow Forest, there is no center, or rather, the Demon Shadow Forest between the Immortal Cloud Sect and the Red Star Empire is just a corner of the real Demon Shadow Forest, so if you really want to say that the center is definitely not between the two places.

Here, Zhang Lan didn't have to worry about encountering any powerful monsters that he couldn't solve, but he was here to save people, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless, so he kept his breath in his way before approaching the place where the aura was.

If a demon beast rushed towards him, he would just slash down with two swords in his hand, and slash those demon beasts looking for death to the ground, without stopping, and went straight to the mountain road in front of him.

The mountain peaks in front of him towered into the clouds, and the demon beasts that were originally not in Zhang Lan's eyes also disappeared, and in their place, there were some spirit-level demon beasts, and there were also some enlightening demon beasts in them. In the face of these many demon beasts, if it was an ordinary Silent Annihilation Period monk, I am afraid that they would have already escaped by taking the road, but for Zhang Lan, it was just a warm-up.

Bang!!!

With Zhang Lan's sword, several vicious dog demons were chopped away by him, fell heavily to the ground, and let out a wail like a lost dog, stood up, and after glancing at Zhang Lan viciously, he fled to the side.

Holding the sword in his hand, Zhang Lan's feet showed stagnation, the target pointed directly at the peak in front of him, and he stepped briskly under his feet, like a gust of wind, rushing towards the peak that pointed straight at the clouds.

Thousands of feet high peak, Zhang Lan step by step, the forest below is also like a green sea and blue waves, far away without seeing the edge, as Zhang Lan step by step, the scenery below is getting smaller and smaller, until finally it becomes a piece, the naked eye can not distinguish.

"Wow!!"

Seeing the vast sea of clouds that were about to jump into the air, there was a sudden piercing birdsong in the air, followed by a burst of breaking wind.

When a sense of crisis came, Zhang Lan's figure not only did not pause, but accelerated a few points, rushing towards the front. At the same time, a violent air whistled, accompanied by the collapse of the mountain, and the mountain wall was actually cut out of a gully dozens of feet long by the howling wind.

"What a !! wind"

Vigilantly paying attention to the clouds around him that confused his vision, Zhang Lan did not have a little carelessness in his heart. The wind just now, there is no fluctuation of demonic power in it, obviously there is no demonic power attached, if there is a blessing of demonic power, the power must be extraordinary.

Whew, whew!!

What is the sound of flapping wings in the sea of clouds, and there is a scream, Zhang Lan's figure flew up violently, and saw a cloud of wind and waves rolling up, bombarding towards Zhang Lan's previous place, and directly digging out a huge pit of more than ten zhang on the mountain wall, obviously the attacking demon knew that Zhang Lan was not simple, so he concentrated his attack, and also attached demon power.

"This is it, the burial of the flying sword!"

The other party's blow did not cause Zhang Lan to suffer any damage, but it allowed Zhang Lan to lock its position, and on the waste sword in his hand, a flash of inspiration, as he waved his hand, the waste sword turned into light, and shot out, breaking through the barrier clouds, and with a pop, pierced into a white figure.

"Woo !!"

It was a giant white bird, on the belly of the white bird, there was Zhang Lan's waste sword, although the white bird was only in pain, and it seemed that he was not injured, but Zhang Lan's sword was not so simple.

Swordsmanship, based on the art of raising swords, ends with the art of burying swords. The burial sword is to trigger all the spiritual power in the sword and exert the strongest power at one time. Just as a person can fight to burst out his vitality to obtain a strength far beyond himself, a sword can also be a magic weapon, but that will damage the spirituality of the magic weapon.

And if it is an ordinary sword, there is no spirituality in it, and there is nothing to say about the burial sword. But Zhang Lan's swordsmanship is the ultimate way of the sword, even if it is a mortal sword, it has spirituality in his hands. With spirituality, it is natural that all of them can be stimulated, which is also the origin of Zhang Lan's world burial sword technique.

As the saying goes, the sword is mortal iron, and it is psychic because of its persistence, as long as it is a sword in Zhang Lan's hand, even if it is a mortal sword that has been abolished, it will also have spirituality.

With the swordsmanship, the burial sword, and the flying sword, the three techniques are in one, and the defense of the bird demon pierced with a sword is not mentioned for the time being, but the sword qi that erupted from the sword was booming, and the white bird was blown into a blur of flesh and blood, and fell from the clouds.

Regardless of whether it can live or not, Zhang Lan's steps are not slow, and he rushes towards the peak.

The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and only a white expanse is left below, and there is no longer a trace of forest green, while the clouds above are getting thinner and thinner, and faintly, the blue sky can already be seen.

It was only then that Zhang Lan lightened his pace, took a little caution, and walked slowly towards the peak.

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The unknown peaks are innumerable in this huge immortal cultivation world.

Maybe there is an immortal cultivator who is in a good mood, and when he passes by this nameless peak, he sees that this peak is actually a platform of hundreds of feet. Although the weeds grow around the platform, accompanied by some barren trees, it stands out between the sea of clouds, and there is also a feeling of renovating a fairy resort. On this mountain peak, he cut out the stone tablet, and used his flying sword to carve the words 'Dengyun Peak'.

Therefore, those who later cultivated immortals, when they saw this stone stele, also regarded this place as a cloud climbing peak.

At this moment, on Dengyun Peak, it was a little different from what Zhang Lan imagined, it was not surrounded by monsters, and there was no red eagle-like woman and Ming Yuyan he wanted to save.

However, it is not that there is no one.

There are three people, one man and two women, and they are standing on the top of this cloud peak at this moment. The three of them were all dressed in Xuanbai Taoist clothes, the men had handsome faces, and the women were also outstanding, especially the indifferent woman, who was even more beautiful, far surpassing her companions, which could be seen from the fact that the man frequently set his eyes on her, but turned a blind eye to the affectionate gaze of another woman looking at him.

There were still some white giant birds around the three of them, but all of these giant birds were pierced through their bodies, and their bodies, which were even bigger than humans, fell to the ground weakly, and demon blood flowed out, staining the entire platform. But the man used his sword to dig into the bodies of those giant birds, and from time to time he would take out a white round pill from the body of the giant birds.

That is the inner pill of the demon beast, the essence of the spiritual power of the demon beast.

Although immortal cultivators can't directly absorb the spiritual power in the demon beast's inner pill, they can use it, either to practice the pill, or to make weapons, or to purify and refine the spiritual power inside and then absorb it for intensive cultivation.

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