Chapter 45: Three Levels of Yin Crying

The soft morning sun shines down, forming a dappled light and shadow on the ground through the lush foliage. There was an occasional gust of wind blowing in the mountains and forests, the sparse and mottled light and shadow were rhythmic, and the chirping of birds came from the treetops, which was really very pleasant.

Jing Chan and his group of five people are walking in this mountain forest, for this obviously different from the scenery of Yangqi Mountain, Jing Chan is always more distracted than ordinary people, keep raising his head to look around, occasionally a gust of mountain wind blows, Jing Chan always closes his eyes, take a deep breath.

At that time, Su Yuqing's voice interrupted Jing Chan's breathing.

"Master Jing Chan, are you sure that Mo Xuntao can solve it? ”

Jing Chan looked at a building in the distance, and in the early morning sun, he showed a bright smile and did not speak.

Following Jing Chan's gaze, everyone turned their heads to look at it in unison, only to see a windmill located next to a mountain spring halfway up the mountainside, relying on the strength of the mountain spring to swell downward, the windmill turned rapidly.

Jing Chan's eyes flowed, as if to answer Su Yuqing:

"I didn't believe it, but now I believe it!"

Katyusha's blue eyes rolled, and he asked with a puzzled expression:

"Does it have anything to do with this?"

The little monk's eyes flashed, and he stared at the windmill and said:

"I didn't expect this person to be able to use water to generate electricity, this is a means only available to material civilization!"

Jing Chan glanced at the little monk with interest:

"The master said that most places in this world are places of lonely spirits, and the civilization of material energy is the civilization that can only develop in this land of lonely spirits. The things that can be civilized in our country are basically ineffective. But it's a bit surprising that this windmill works!"

Reaching out and touching the letter in his arms, Jing Chan said to himself:

"So the third-party text, this person should also know something!"

After walking up the mountain for more than ten minutes, the five of them came to a platform on the mountain with a circumference of ten meters. On the platform, there was a humanoid puppet wearing a third-order defective grade battle armor standing in the middle, the puppet had a golden mask on its face, and it was holding a broad-bladed broadsword in its right hand, the aiki-level third-order supreme broadsword.

That's right, third-order soldiers!

From a distance, it looked like a soldier wearing a mask and wearing an earthy yellow armor standing there.

At this moment, a voice that was obviously a little excited, like a wind chime, rang out:

"Wow! The ink soldiers of the Mo family are still the highest-level king-level ink soldiers in the Aiki class. It is said that this ink soldier alone has a combat power no less than the Yuan Ding level, and it can compete with the real people of Yuan Ding. This thing is not easy to refine!"

Little Lori didn't know when she followed, Su Yuqing was hungry and the little monk looked at Little Lori in surprise, obviously Little Lori concealed their perception and surprised the two. It's normal to think about it, even the realm of the peak of the Zen Yuan Ding didn't notice the little Lori who suddenly appeared last night, let alone them.

There are eleven rank ink soldiers in each rank of Mojia soldiers, for example, the Aiki level is from the first floor to the ninth layer, and then it is said that there are Hou-level ink soldiers and king-level soldiers. The king-level warriors are actually equivalent to the first-level warriors of the Yuan Ding level, but the control of different levels of ink soldiers requires the corresponding level of spiritual energy, so the meaning of the existence of the aiki-level king-level warriors is to enable the Aiki-level monks to drive.

As the three of them walked onto the round platform, a burst of white light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the ink soldiers above the round platform, and a sound like metal friction sounded:

"Those who go to the Yin Crying Mountain need to pass the three levels of my Yin Cry! If you can't, then please put it!

The first level is to prove your strength or potential. ”

Little Lori looked at this king-level ink soldier and rushed over with an excited face.

Shout!!

The ink soldier's eyes suddenly brightened, and two rays of light like knives shot out. Little Lori hurriedly turned sideways. The body unbelievably dodged these two rays, but the man also fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Little Lori raised her head, her eyes full of unyielding eyes. The next moment, four blue-green rays of light shot out from the eyes of the king-level ink soldier.

Sou!

Little Lori's body flashed suddenly, and the whole person disappeared in place. The four rays of light shone on the flat ground of the round platform, and suddenly a cloud of smoke bubbled up. When everyone saw the little Lori again, the little Lori had already arrived in front of the king-level ink soldier.

Ninjutsu Flowing Martial Arts Cultivation!

The eyes of the king-level ink soldier suddenly darkened, and the spiritual energy fluctuations on his body returned to nothing.

Little Lori stood there with a confused face, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Jing Chan.

Jing Chan smiled and said:

"Aiki Eighth Layer has this strength, you have proven your strength and potential. ”

After speaking, Jing Chan turned his head to look at Chunjin and Katyusha, and the two nodded tacitly and stepped forward.

After taking the Aiki Pill, the cultivation of Chunjin and Katyusha had already reached the seventh layer of Aiki, and Chunjin was originally a little worse, but under the empowerment of the Taiyin Pupil of Jing Zen, it had also reached the seventh layer of Aiki. As for the realm issue, Chunjin himself is the body of Xuanyin, and with the Taiyin pupil of Jing Chan, there is no realm bottleneck at all before the divine illumination realm.

Katyusha was originally the ninth layer of Aiki, and she was just recovering her cultivation, so naturally there was no need to mention it. Under the influence of the Aiki Pill, Jing Chan himself successfully raised Hongchen's cultivation to the eighth layer of Aiki, but because of the Shangqing Sword Qi, it was still the seventh layer of Aiki.

As soon as the three of them walked into that range, the eyes of the king-level ink soldiers lit up again.

Ding Dong Dong.

Chunjin plucked the second-order guqin, and the light in the eyes of the king-level warrior became stagnant, and the whole person paused.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Katyusha's four sword weapons went to the king-level battle weapon fiercely, and the cold air of the forest made the surface of the king-level soldier faintly frost.

But the pause was short-lived, and although the spiritual energy was stagnant, the king-level ink soldier's right hand broadsword swung at a terrifying speed, blocking the four sword weapons from his body.

At this moment, a loud phoenix roar sounded, and a phantom of a phoenix suddenly appeared on the blades of the four swords, and as soon as the ice phoenix appeared, it rose to the sky, and the surface of the originally faint frost was chattering densely with ice slag. The cold suddenly became several times colder.

At the same time, the fluctuating tune of Chunjin suddenly became urgent, the pitch was high, and the meaning of the song was far-reaching.

Eclipse yin and bend in two!

In this continuous attack, the whole person of the king-level ink soldier completely stopped there.

Boom!

A bright sword blade appeared next to the king-level ink soldier at some point, the bright silver blade reflected the cold light in the sun, and the sword qi on Jing Chan's body surged to his right hand like a waterfall that opened the floodgates, and the bright silver blade exuded a strong light.

Clang!

A loud crunch sounded!

Bang Bang Bang!

The sound did not stop at all, and it sounded densely, like a high-pitched and rapid piece of music.

Infinite Slashes!

Su Yuqing, the little monk and the others, who were highly recognizable by their ears, even heard the incessant explosion sound in the body of the king-level ink soldier.

Even the sword can be cut without mistakes at all, every sword has a dark energy!

I'm afraid this swordsmanship is only one line away from the sword momentum!

He attacked wildly for three seconds, and in these three seconds, Jing Chan slashed out a full nine swords, nine consecutive slashes and nine quiet swords.

When this king-level ink soldier couldn't move, Katyusha's four-mouth sword weapon was wrapped around his big sword, and he was powerless to stop Jing Chan's attack.

It took another three seconds for the king-level ink soldier to stop, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

Then the little monk and Su Yuqing also shot separately, and the two naturally defeated this king-level ink soldier without hesitation. Unlike the three of Jing Chan and Xiao Lori, this time the king-level ink soldiers were completely full of firepower, and the third-order soldiers were driven by the powerful puppet body, which completely made Jing Chan and the others feel what is called the combat power of the Yuan Ding level!