It is an extremely dense forest, where many towering ancient trees grow, and their branches are intertwined, like a labyrinth, making it difficult for those who are here to discern the direction, and if they are not careful, they will get lost in it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Occasionally, gusts of wind blow, branches and leaves swing, making a crisp sound, Qin Cang held the Canglan Sword, walking in this forest, if he encountered a thorn that obstructed him, he would use his sword to pick it away, his expression was quite calm, but his eyes were very vigilant looking around.

The notes of nature are sometimes pleasant movements, and sometimes they are urging magic sounds, Qin Cang knows this very well.

It had only been a quarter of an hour since he entered this forest, but he had already encountered nearly ten fierce beasts, fortunately, they were all low-level existences, converted into the cultivation of human monks, which was roughly the level of the middle stage of the Alien Realm, of course, the physical strength they possessed was not comparable to those ordinary Alien Realm cultivators. It's just that for Qin Cang, who has experienced the thunder quenching body, their physical strength does not have the slightest advantage, coupled with the power of the Canglan Sword, even if Qin Cang's current cultivation is only the Nine Turns of the Imperial Spirit, it is still very easy to solve them.

At this moment, in addition to those complex and mysterious patterns, the black token on his body also had an extra number, twelve, which is exactly the points he has obtained so far.

"The forest is so dense that the foliage is so dense that it is like a labyrinth of beasts, and even if there are fierce beasts lurking, it is difficult for me to find it. If these beasts are weaker than me, then it doesn't matter, but if they are stronger than me, I will be passive from the beginning, won't I put myself in a dangerous situation?"

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Cang was using his spiritual power, urging his body method, and his speed increased sharply.

Swish!

In the dense forest, I saw Qin Cang exerting his body technique, moving rapidly, he had already taken out a green shirt from the spirit ring and put it on, at this moment, his long hair was flying, his robe was hunting, and he was swinging with the wind, which was actually a bit chic. Every time the tip of his toe touched the branch, he swept out about dozens of zhang, and this kind of speed, even those monks in the late stage of the mortal realm were beyond the reach of the dust, looking at it from a distance, it was like a cyan streamer, shuttling wantonly.

However, his current strength is far less than before after all, and his speed and sense of direction are naturally greatly reduced compared to the past, taking the forest in front of him as an example, it does look dense and seems to have no end, but the Dragon Court Realm powerhouse can fly out in just half an hour, and Qin Cang spent nearly an hour, but he is still going around in this forest.

Of course, in addition to the factor of speed, there is also a big reason, that is, with his current cultivation of the Nine Turns of the Imperial Spirit, he can only stay in the void for a short time, and then he needs to use a fulcrum to fly out again with the help of his strength, and he can't directly step into the air like before.

Stepping into the air, that is the ability possessed by the powerhouses of the Creation Realm and above, Qin Cang's dispersal exercise half a year ago, except for the state of mind that was still at the level of the early stage of the Dragon Court Realm, the rest had already been dispersed. This cultivation is the result of half a year of painstaking cultivation, and it will take a lot of time to break through to the Creation Realm again and then have the ability to walk in the air.

After going around in the forest like this for a long time, Qin Cang finally stopped, but it was not because he wanted to stop and rest, but because he felt several spiritual power fluctuations around his body, and these fluctuations were not the aura possessed by fierce beasts, but Terran cultivators like him.

"Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

As Qin Cang's voice with a hint of coldness fell, there was a sudden trembling sound from the trees beside him, and then six figures slowly appeared.

The six men stood scattered, each standing on a thick branch, one of them with blond hair and extremely strong body, he was naked, exposing his explosive muscles, visually creating a powerful oppression, like a male lion, ready to explode at any moment.

A thin figure, with a scar on his face, the scar slanted down from his forehead, as if splitting his entire face in two, looking extremely hideous and terrifying, and his eyes were slightly sunken, and there was a palpitating cold light gushing out of his black pupils, like a poisonous snake.

One person carried a long sword, his face was expressionless, his expression was extremely indifferent, and the breeze penetrated through his loose robe, and suddenly there was a feeling of emptiness, because he had no right arm, only a left hand, but even so, the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were not only not inferior to the other five, but also faintly more powerful. His left hand was calloused and looked rather dry, and it was clear that he was accustomed to using his left hand to wield a sword, and he was not unattained.

Two of the remaining three people are women, all of them are dressed in strong suits, outlining their slender figures, and their faces are also quite pretty, with a bit of charm, just like the delicate flowers, but the more this is the case, the more Qin Cang does not dare to take it lightly. Flowers, indeed, are a beautiful thing, but they can stab people and even put them to death, such as the blood-colored rose, which makes people feel its beauty at the same time, but also makes people have to guard against its sharp thorns.

The last person was a man of short stature, with ordinary facial features, but the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from his body had reached the level of the late stage of the Mortal Realm, which should not be underestimated.

"The perception is very sharp. The one-armed man said lightly.

"It's a pity that the cultivation is only the nine turns of the Imperial Spirit, and it is destined to become our prey. ”

The corners of the scarred man's mouth curled with a playful curvature, and at the same time, the cold light in his eyes became even worse.

The one-armed man glanced at the man with the scar, and then said, "Don't be too careless, this person's swordsmanship is quite weird, have you forgotten that he has imitated the same silver-white beam of light that is exactly the same as the one released by the Xuantian Mirror, so that it cancels each other out, and then escapes the fate of being eliminated?"

"Maybe it's ...... luck" The man with the scar was about to say it, but he saw a sharp look from the one-armed man, and he immediately swallowed it back.

"Brother Fan Qiu is right, Mu Hua, it is a taboo to underestimate the enemy before fighting, and you have to change this problem. The blonde man said to the man with the scar.

"Okay, this person may have some extraordinary means, but he was already seriously injured when he fought against the silver-white beam of light from the Xuantian Mirror, not to mention that now that the six of us have gathered, even if he is at the peak of the mortal realm, he dares to fight, Mo Ze, do you think he can still get out?"

"I'm just reminding you that if you don't change your problem, something will happen sooner or later. Of course, if this person does not hand over his points today, it will be difficult to get out. Facing Mu Hua's question, Mo Ze responded, and at the same time, his sturdy body also moved slightly, as if he couldn't wait to make a move on Qin Cang.

"Sure enough, it's to snatch my points, but it's only twelve points, are you really interested?"

"We don't mind adding up. ”

Mu Hua licked his lips, the scar on his face squirmed slightly, and his vicious gaze like a poisonous snake suddenly fell on Qin Cang, but the latter's expression was still as usual, and there was no fear on his face, which made Mu Hua feel surprised.

"Pretend to be calm, I'd like to see if you'll be so calm after I snatch the points from your token?"

Rumble!

Mu Hua's voice fell, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly exploded, and it was at the level of the middle stage of the Mortal Realm, this kind of strength was not weak among the many young heroes who participated in the test of Qingyun Sword Pavilion this time.

After Mu Hua, the other five people also urged their spiritual power, and in an instant, six spiritual power storms locked Qin Cang's body, facing such a lineup, even if it was a monk at the peak level of the mortal realm, he had to deal with it carefully.

"Are you sure you want to attack me?" Qin Cang's words were even more cold.

"You can now hand over the points in the token and you can leave on your own. Fan Qiu spoke, his tone still so indifferent.

And Qin Cang seemed to be deaf, he held the Canglan Sword, looked directly at Fan Qiu, and his words carried boundless coldness: "Within three breaths, if the six of you don't disappear in front of my eyes, then you will sleep here!"

"What?"

Hearing Qin Cang's almost threatening words, Fan Qiu also felt a burst of surprise, he had clearly given him a way out, as long as he handed over his points, he could save his life. But the people in front of him were so ignorant of what to do, but they threatened them, which surprised Fan Qiu and at the same time, there was also a trace of anger in his heart.

"Since you are so ignorant, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Laugh at!

Pulling out a long sword from the scabbard, a trace of killing intent already appeared in Fan Qiu's eyes. However, before he could make a move, Mu Hua beside him had already launched an attack on Qin Cang.

"What a boy who doesn't know whether to live or die, I'll let you see the gap between the middle stage of the mortal realm and the Nine Turns of the Imperial Spirit today. ”

Mu Hua's body was in turmoil, his right palm poked out, spiritual power was attached, and a fierce wind was set off in an instant, blowing the surrounding leaves rattling, Mu Hua's face flashed a hideous smile, he seemed to have seen Qin Cang was shocked by his palm, and fell down and vomited blood.

And just when such a thought emerged in his heart, the Canglan Sword in Qin Cang's hand suddenly waved, only to see a cyan sword light slashing through the void, and then countless fierce sword qi were divided, shooting towards Mu Hua.

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