The giant peak is like a sword, piercing the blue sky.

Qingyang sat cross-legged, as if he was awake but not awake, as if he was drunk but not drunk, and his body and mind were attracted by the sword intent.

In a trance, he seemed to have come to the primeval battlefield, two thousand figures, fighting fiercely between heaven and earth.

One is holding a golden halberd, wearing a divine armor and treasure helmet, his appearance is magnificent, and his face is full of righteousness.

The other was holding a giant shield Changge, with a long sword on his back, but he looked like a bull's head, and there was a ruffian aura in his expression, which made Qingyang stunned in his heart, this is the god of war of the hundred clans?

The two fought to the death without the slightest mercy.

The halberd shattered the mountains, and the long ges cut through the sky.

The sky was pitch black, black clouds were rolling and surging, and from time to time big stars fell, like a fire in the last days, after falling to the earth, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked and roared continuously.

The sky was changing, the sky was shifting, the mountains were collapsing, the earth was cracking into the abyss, and streams of hot magma were gushing out.

The mountains are collapsing, and the mountains are constantly rising, and the ground is constantly folded and undulating, and the eyes are blindly devastated.

Qingyang held his breath and stared at the battle between the two, whether it was the man in the divine armor or the man with the head of the ox, the exercises he performed were peerless.

As the battle reached its fiercest place, the person with the head of the bull discarded the giant shield Changge, and pulled out the huge long sword on his back, which was hundreds of zhang in size.

Each sword pulls the sky to change, cutting out pitch-black cracks out of thin air, which is extremely terrifying.

Seven seven and forty-nine swords were slashed out one after another, and each sword was continuous, like an endless tide.

The power of one sword is better than one sword, and the power of one sword is superimposed on one sword.

When the forty-ninth sword was slashed, this last sword superimposed the might of all the previous sword moves, and even the sky seemed to be split into two pieces.

The long sword swallowed light and darkness, emitting a thousand sword rays, completely slashing the man wearing divine armor and holding a golden halberd.

It seems that there is a great hatred between the two, and the one with the head of a bull in his body is armed with a long sword and dismemberes it into eight pieces, which are suppressed under the eight mountain ranges.

At this time, the identities of both can be determined, it turns out that the man with the golden halberd is actually an exotic god and demon, but the god of war of the hundred clans is a bull's head.

The god of war of the hundred tribes, the head of the bull in the human body.

Some folk legends, the plot that only appears, has been condemned as heresy by the secretary doctor, and it is actually a fact that existed in ancient times.

However, thinking of the Xuanqiu Body Forging Technique, Tiger Hill Quenching Bone Palm, Qingyang was relieved again, maybe those alien races in the north of the Northern Wilderness, who don't know how many thousands of miles, were the descendants of the hundred tribes back then.

In the past 10,000 years, the dynasty has changed, the history books have been burned, it is difficult to distinguish the old things, and I don't know what kind of drastic changes have taken place to have today's pattern.

Seeing the afterimage of this peerless battle, Qingyang's heart surged.

When the two powerhouses were fighting, every move and style he cast, especially the superb sword technique that one sword was better than the other, was imprinted in his mind, allowing him to immerse himself in the powerful sword intent.

At the same time that Qingyang comprehended the sword intent, the little golden retriever monkey also sat cross-legged close to him, his eyes closed as if he had an understanding, and he subconsciously scratched his ears and cheeks from time to time.

The black flying rabbit walked, the sky brightened, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

In these two reincarnations, the golden retriever monkey rubbed his eyes, as if sleepy.

A pair of eyes became more and more agile, and his expression was thoughtful, and it was clear that he had gained a lot of benefits from his understanding.

Seeing that Qingyang was still immersed in his feelings, the little guy waited patiently for a long time, looked around with a sly look in his eyes, and saw that there was no figure around.

stretched out his hairy claws to wake up Qingyang, and fled quickly while no one found out.

"This is not going to work~"

A female voice rang in her ears.

On the big tree with a diameter of nearly a foot next to it, two vines hung down in an instant, firmly winding the golden retriever monkey, but it did not mean to harm it.

"Chirp~"

The little golden monkey struggled desperately, and the woman's voice chuckled, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you."

is worthy of being the descendant of the White Ape Gong, and the perception has been for two days, and it is no surprise that he will take over the position of the White Ape Gong in the future, but this insight is hard to find, and it will be a great sin to wake him up!"

Yuan Hong didn't listen, he was still struggling hard, but he was tied into a dumpling by a vine, and he chirped angrily, but he was blocked by a vine and even his mouth was blocked, and poor Baba was looking forward to Qingyang waking up soon.

Another night has passed, and Qingyang still hasn't woken up.

The mountain wind blew off a few yellow leaves, and when they fell above the green sun, it was like encountering a sharp blade, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into countless fragments and were blown away by the wind.

The vine female voice was surprised: "Sword Qi, using your body as a sword, you can realize your skills so quickly!"

The light mist around Qingyang is looming, but it is actually a trace of sword energy, which seems to be inconspicuous, but it is both offensive and defensive, and powerful.

At this moment, his eyes opened sharply, and a sword light shot out of his eyes, piercing a boulder outside the zhang, and then shattered into a pile of rubble.

Turning his head and seeing Yuan Hong, he was tied to a tree by five flowers, and he couldn't help frowning, and his eyes were fierce, "It turned out to be a vine spirit~"

"Twitter~"

When the golden retriever monkey saw Qingyang wake up, he struggled desperately and shouted for help.

The vine spirit didn't dare to trap it anymore, and immediately let go of the little monkey, and said with a smile: "The golden ape is young and naughty, so I don't want to disturb Your Excellency's comprehension of the sword intent, so I have to trap it." ”

"Hmm!"

Qingyang's expression was flat, this time he felt a lot, although he couldn't perform these powerful moves, but it would be of great help to him to learn swords in the future.

"Well, can you trouble Your Excellency and leave me?"

A young man's voice came from below, making Qingyang slightly stunned, and then jumped a few feet away.

I saw the white boulder sitting cross-legged before, swaying gently, it stretched out its stubby hands and feet, and a single eye appeared in the middle, which turned out to be a five-grade stone spirit.

Seeing this stone spirit, as well as the vine spirit, but there was no white ape and Mr. Qingyu around, Qingyang's heart moved, and asked, "Are you specifically staring at me?"

"How dare you!"

The vine spirit shuddered, and hung down a delicate flower like a plate, but in the middle was the face of a young woman.

She said respectfully, "My name is Kuteng, next to it is Baishi, it is our turn to guard the entrance of the Spirit Valley these days, just to guide you into the valley." ”

The white stone spirit, his eyes were full of fear, and the sword qi in Qingyang's eyes shot out just now, and he was able to shatter a large piece of mountain stone.

However, in fear, there was a hint of gratitude, and he said respectfully: "Your Excellency is worthy of being a guest of the White Ape Prince, and it was only more than a day for the White Ape Duke to comprehend the sword intent for the first time.

Your Excellency's comprehension of the sword intent has also benefited me a lot, and I think that I will be able to advance to the fourth grade this year, and I am expected to fade from the body and transform successfully!"

"Brother Shiraishi, will you be able to transform by the end of this year?"

Fuji Jing showed a hint of envy and said, "I really envy you, when the time comes, I will be able to follow Mr. Qingyu and practice all kinds of exercises, I don't know how long it will take!"

"Hehe, will Granny Hua treat you badly?" Bai Shi Ling laughed quietly.

Listening to the words of the vine spirit stone spirit, Qingyang knew in his heart that the spiritual objects in the original spirit valley had already formed a set of effective cultivation systems.

After advancing to the fourth grade, they can transform into humans, which is more beneficial to their cultivation, no wonder Mr. Qingyu is no different from ordinary people, and he can't see the slightest trace of the stone spirit at all.

Qingyang asked softly, "Since the White Ape Gong has more than one day and one night, what about the others?"

"The White Ape Gong is the one who has the longest understanding, second only to it, it is a person named Nie Li eight years ago, and the other people who perceive it are not bad for a moment and a half!"

Kuteng also hurriedly said: "But now the longest-lasting perception is you and this golden ape cub, it has been enlightened for two days and nights, but Your Excellency has more than three days!"

Qingyang glanced at the two spirits, no wonder the two were so respectful, not only mistaking themselves for being the guests of the White Ape Gong, but also seeing their own cultivation potential.

Following the guidance of the two spirits, he stepped forward and slowly walked into the narrow valley. (To be continued.) )