After months of tension between the Insect Master and the Flying Star Palace, they finally declared an all-out war after the attack on Horseshoe Valley. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the middle of the Horseshoe Valley and the Cave of the Dead Body, there is a valley where the wind is gloomy and the ghosts cry and the wolves howl, and there are no green trees and green grass in the valley, and there are no cranes and herons chirping, among which there are only rotting corpses, weathered white bones and reptiles everywhere.

A hundred miles in circumference, lifeless, the valley of death, worthy of its name!

In the midst of the white bones and carrion, an unrecognizable man stood up from the sludge, his palms cracked, and countless young reptiles crawled out of the cracks between the flesh and blood.

He exuded a dead breath all over his body, his godless gaze looked at the countless corpses around him, and his rough voice came out of his voice: "Why? Even if the corpses are broken into ten thousand pieces, I will not die? Daddy, what is the insect king you planted for me that day?"

The young reptile crawled down the long body to the man's face, waving its limbs as thin as the tip of a needle, sewing the man's broken face and restoring it to a normal appearance.

The Bugmaster clan has a clear division of labor, there are Scout Buggers who hatch Scout Bug Kings, Bugmasters who are responsible for fighting, and of course there are Bugmasters who are responsible for healing.

And he is the undead insect master in charge of healing, the legendary person of the insect master clan!

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Zhu Dashan's external injuries have recovered, and he began to cultivate under the guidance of Zhang Tie, and the iron qi formed by the dark iron seed has penetrated into Zhu Dashan's internal organs, and every day he will experience the pain of heart-rending.

Fortunately, the Golden Armor Mantra has the function of soothing pain, otherwise Zhu Dashan would have to go crazy.

The Tieqian people generally plant iron around the age of 10, and if they are lucky, they can turn their hands into iron in eight years, iron in their limbs in 30 years, and iron in their whole body in 80 years.

Turning iron will consume the iron gas emitted by the iron seed, thereby reducing the pain caused by the iron gas running around in the body, which can only be reduced and cannot be eliminated, so the Tieqian clan people will have to suffer for the rest of their lives since the moment they planted the iron seed, which is the price of strength!

Zhu Dashan is not afraid of pain, he has no distracting thoughts, as long as there are spirit stones on his body to devour, he has nothing else to ask for.

Since learning the Golden Armor Mantra, he has sat in the Qushui Pine Field every day, following the guidance of the Golden Armor Mantra, controlling the manic iron energy in his body, and slowly gathering towards his hands.

He is wide and fat, his hands are fat, and he has to grind more time than others, and Zhang Tie estimates that it will take him ten years to successfully make iron.

Zhu Dashan can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise, if he finally digests the iron qi in his body, when man and pig are one, he will be an iron pig that can destroy mountains and forests!

Ning Ming and the others did not return directly to the Su Mansion, and sneaked into the natural cave of a barren mountain near Zhanlu City, where they wanted to build a foundation.

The cave is flat, people are not allowed to walk upright, and when they go to the depths, they suddenly open up, and the bottom of the cave is ventilated and there are a few round rocks, dry and habitable, which can be regarded as a natural place to live.

He took out the Qiankun scroll and found a column of pills, on which there were only ten Zhuji Pills, after all, this kind of pills were very precious, and the procedures for refining them were complicated.

Each Zhuji Pill needs two hundred spirit stones, take out four hundred spirit stones and shoot them towards the Qiankun roll, a gray light flashes, and two pills appear.

The round dan embryo is carved with dan patterns, delicate and tortuous, unlike the ordinary elixir of the earth spirit pill, which has no external decoration, and the faint danyun like green smoke is dense, even if it is three feet away, you can smell a spiritual charm.

"It's worthy of Tsukidan, it's really wonderful!"

Ning Ming distributed the pill to the second daughter and said, "You guys try to build a foundation first, and I'll protect you the Dharma recently!"

The second daughter sat down on the rock, swallowed Tsukidan, and then lifted her breath.

Ning Ming came to the outside of the cave, took the gravel to block the cave, sat cross-legged in front of the gravel, and took out the sword of non-return.

Judging from the left eye, although the seal rune on this sword has trembled in many battles, there is no trace of breaking, and it will take a great chance to succeed.

The barren mountains are nameless, inaccessible, and there are tens of millions of rocks on the top plains.

Three days later, he was bored and came to the peak, when it was the rainy season, the barren mountains under the wind and rain were even more desolate and sad, and the wind blew into the mountains and valleys, crying and wailing like a mourner.

Ning Ming's body was thin, holding a dilapidated bronze sword of no return, and his luck moved, and he slashed down at the rock beside him again and again.

The sword moves with the gods, suddenly slashing horizontally, suddenly stabbing left and right, suddenly drawing circles, suddenly traveling squarely, and every time it falls, it smashes the rocks with the power of a thousand jun.

I didn't sleep all day, only hitting the stone with my sword, although I was tired, every time I saw the runes on the sword tremble, I had more fighting spirit.

He wanted to know what this rusty sword with the name of the fairy sword was.

A thousand stones were broken a day, and the plain above had become a gravel field, and the runes on the sword trembled more and more frequently. The sword is getting faster and faster, and it is no longer visible, only its sound is heard, and with his cultivation, the sword in his hand has reached the point where it is unstoppable and transcendent!

Falling, shattering, shattering......

I don't know how long it took, the idiot-like Ning Ming was about to exhaust the aura in his body, and finally with a blink of his left eye, he saw that one of the tens of thousands of runes on the sword was shattered.

The rune was reduced to zero, to large and small, and finally fell off the sword body and scattered into the air, passing away like flying sand.

"It's a success!" Ning Ming was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly stopped his body and withdrew the flying sword.

Running the aura towards the sword body, the rusty sword trembled sharply, making a buzzing sound of mosquitoes, the trilling sound became louder and louder, and the amplitude of the vibration was also greater, and the rust on the sword body was directly shattered, and the rust spots fell off like a rebirth, and a blue sword burst out.

It turned out that the rune seal prevented the non-return sword from contacting the aura, which made it look like an ordinary sword.

"Good sword!" Ning Ming was secretly surprised!

Could this blue light be the qi of the fairy sword?

Then luck stroked the sword, and the furious aura came out of the body, swirling around the sword of no return.

After this process lasted for five or six breaths, the sword body roared to itself, and abruptly turned one into two!

Ning Ming was pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Sure enough, it's a fairy sword! This time, just one rune can be broken, and it can be turned into two, if all its tens of millions of runes are broken, can't it be one into ten thousand!?"

He practiced the Spiritual Technique, but he could control two swords by one person at the beginning, and after Xiaocheng, he could control a hundred swords by one person, and the trajectory of the sword was different, if it was Dacheng, the control of ten thousand swords was just around the corner!

Ten green leaves were removed from a small tree, and in the cave, the practice of dividing spirits began.

In the early morning after ten days, the second daughter still showed no signs of leaving the customs, and building the foundation was not an overnight thing, even if there was the help of Zhuji Dan, it would take time.

It was a rainy day again, and the flying swallow whispered, Ning Ming's spirit splitting technique had not made much progress in ten days, and he could still only control two leaves.

The spring thunder outside the cave sounded, a lightning bolt split down from the distant sky, and two figures flew from the sky, and the feet were all stone plates, and their identities were naturally from the Flying Star Palace.

Ning Ming didn't want to cause trouble, his body flashed to the side, and he only pricked up his ears to listen.

"Senior Sister Kan, are we really going to run away?" A young male voice was full of questions, even if there were doubts, the tone was very respectful.

"It's a fool to be able to escape or not! Besides, we were originally disciples of the Dongling Hidden Cloud Sect, and we came to the Flying Star Palace to learn how to make stone treasures, but now that the Flying Star Palace is fighting with the Insect Master Clan, I don't want to wait for you to die." The woman's voice was full of confidence.

"If the senior brothers in the North Garden catch up, we will die, hasn't the palace already ordered that anyone who flees without a fight will be killed!"

"There is still a glimmer of life if you escape, you will definitely die if you stay in the Flying Star Palace, which one do you choose?"

"Senior sister, let's not hide it, before we escaped, I left a message to Senior Brother Shan who lived with me, saying that if we are destined to see you again, Senior Brother Shan will definitely tell the news to all senior brothers!"

"You...... Are you crazy!" The woman's voice was filled with consternation and fear.

The drizzle was like a shuttle, and the cold wind poured into the woman's robe, and she stared at the distant sky with blazing eyes, only to see two flying shadows galloping.

"It's over!" The woman shook her head again and again, with the cultivation of her and her junior brother, it was difficult to maintain a long flight, and the cultivation of the two people chasing behind her should have seven or eight layers of condensation, and it was better to pinch the two ants to death than to deal with her.

What's more, the rules of the Flying Star Palace are strict, and the person who flees not only has to kill, but also takes his head and hangs it on the battle flag to warn others, she has an ugly face, a pockmarked face, and usually covers her face with a light veil, if she is hung on the flag to show the public, it is really strange to hurt her self-esteem.

"We can't escape. The boy was full of grief.

"If you can't escape, hide! Hide as long as you can, wait until this battle is over, on the way to Asakusadai, we will go back to the Hidden Cloud Sect!" After speaking, he galloped towards the barren mountain where Ning Ming was.

"Look, there's a cave!"