Boom!

Qin Cang held the Canglan Sword in his hand, and his body retreated violently in the void at the same time, a sword slashed down, and the cyan sword slashed across the void, outlining a curved arc, releasing endless fierce sword qi, instantly stirring up a thousand layers of qi waves, as if distorting the space, making a buzzing sound come from the forest here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sword fell from the void, as if a waterfall was pouring down from a high place with a terrifying force, and with infinite momentum, and when this fierce sword force collided with Mo Ze's self-detonation power, there was a huge sound immediately, just like the violent sound made when the stout tree hit the city gate when the army was attacking the city, which shook people's hearts, and it did not disperse for a long time, and it echoed in the void.

The two powerful forces spread rapidly like a tide, and in an instant, they set off a ripple in the void, and the speed of the spiritual power in Qin Cang's body increased more and more, and afterimages appeared in the void from time to time, for fear of being affected by this ripple.

Click!

The sound of trees breaking echoed in this forest from time to time, the sword was like a broken bamboo, as if it was indestructible, constantly weakening Mo Ze's rather terrifying self-detonation power, the sword momentum continued to break through, and continued to spread forward, until nearly a hundred breaths later, the ripples in the void had dissipated most of the time, and the sword light that Qin Cang cut out and Mo Ze's self-detonation power also tended to be invisible, but there was a shocking scene in this forest.

I saw a sword mark stretching for hundreds of zhang across the ground below, straight as a gun, deep as an abyss, shaped like a long dragon, and above the sword marks, from time to time it exuded a terrifying aura that made people palpitate, it was an extremely pure sword qi, and even the monks at the peak of the mortal realm did not dare to easily shake its edge. Around the sword marks, there were countless destroyed trees, most of them were broken from the middle, and it didn't look like they were damaged by Mo Ze's self-detonation power, but like they were cut off by Qin Cang's Canglan Sword.

This forest, which was as complex as a labyrinth before, was in ruins in the blink of an eye, but nearly one-third of the realm was in ruins, and the main reason for all this was Mo Ze's previous rather terrifying self-detonation power and Qin Cang's sword that seemed to carry the general trend of heaven and earth.

Qin Cang stood on top of an ancient tree, exuding a burst of emptiness all over his body, his focus was not on the branches, but on the leaves, at this time, his body was as light as duckweed, standing on the thin leaves, it seemed that he had not caused the slightest pressure on the latter, for a long time, he had never heard the sound of the shaking of the leaves.

This is not because of his profound cultivation, but because of his peculiar body, ghost shadow step, as the name suggests, after activation, the speed is comparable to that of a ghost, and the flesh and blood body can also temporarily transform into the shadow of nothingness, nothingness, in fact, is an ethereal state on another level, which is an ethereal state, and its own gravity is naturally greatly weakened.

However, at this moment, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his gaze full of endless chill fluctuated slightly, he expected that someone among Fan Qiu and the others would fight back to death, but he didn't expect Mo Ze to be so ruthless and decisive, and he would die with him if he blew himself up. Even if Qin Cang reacted in time and launched the Ghost Shadow Step, he was still affected by the power of this self-explosion, fortunately, his injuries were not serious, and it could even be said to be slight, but this time Mo Ze's self-explosion was still a little unexpected by him.

Of course, the most miscalculated was always Mo Ze, he blew himself up at close range, wanting to die with Qin Cang, but he was noticed by the latter in time, Qin Cang not only used his body to escape, but also weakened the self-detonation power a lot with a sword slash. Instead of causing much injury to Qin Cang, his move caused several companions beside him to fall into the abyss of death in advance, and there were no bones left, this result was much worse than self-destruction.

Qin Cang glanced at the desolate scene in front of him, the chill in his eyes gradually receded, he was not worried that Fan Qiu and the others would still have a trace of vitality left, the body was dying, the soul was immortal, and after winning the body, they could be reborn again, that was for the strong people above the level of the Dragon Court Realm, and the highest cultivation among Fan Qiu and the others was only in the late stage of the mortal realm, so naturally there was no possibility of rebirth.

Qin Cang's mind moved, and the spiritual power in his palm operated, forming a spiritual power vortex, and suddenly a strong suction force spread out from this spiritual power vortex, absorbing all the tokens of Fan Qiu and the others. The tokens in these secret realms are all made of special materials, extremely hard, and there are mysterious runes hidden in them, and ordinary spiritual weapons cannot damage these tokens in the slightest, so Mo Ze's self-detonation did not affect them before.

"Two orange tokens, three yellow tokens, and one green token are not weak. Six tokens to start, Qin Cang said indifferently.

Qin Cang immediately took out his black token from the spirit ring, and injected spiritual power into the seven tokens at the same time, and in an instant, a strange dark light swept out of Qin Cang's black token, enveloping the other six tokens, invisibly, Qin Cang felt that something was decreasing among the six tokens, and his black token was increasing something.

This is the induction between him and the black token, the decrease or increase of the points in the token, he can feel it at the first time, this is not the result of Qin Cang's release of soul power perception, but the result of the Xuantian Mirror, in fact, many monks who have entered the secret realm have already formed a special sense with them after they have come into contact with their own tokens, and everyone is like this.

It's just that Qin Cang's token is the most special, the dark black token is different from the token of any person in the secret realm, just like the dark beam of light triggered when he pointed at the Xuantian Mirror, weird and mysterious, and different from others.

Swish!

After a few breaths, the dark beam disappeared, and the black token returned to calm again, but Qin Cang's pupils shrank, and there was a touch of emotion on his handsome face that could not be concealed.

He noticed that the points in the black token had changed from twelve points to four hundred and eighty points, which was forty times the previous amount!

Qin Cang's eyes suddenly flashed with a look of surprise, when he injected spiritual power into the tokens of Fan Qiu and the others, he had already sensed the respective points in the six tokens, Fan Qiu's token had forty-seven points, Mu Hua's had thirty-nine points, Mo Ze's had forty-six points, the short man had forty-two points in the token, and the two pretty women had thirty-six points.

The points in the six tokens add up to two hundred and forty-six points, plus the twelve points that Qin Cang got by killing the fierce beast before, that is, two hundred and fifty-eight points, but at this moment, there are four hundred and eighty points in Qin Cang's black token, which is nearly twice as many as the former, how can Qin Cang not be frightened?

There was Duanmu Yuanqing's voice in the token, Qin Cang clearly remembered that orange and above tokens would have a point bonus when killing the murderer, and the higher the grade, the greater the bonus, Qin Cang's token was too special and did not belong to any of the seven types of tokens, so he didn't know what kind of rating his black token belonged to in the evaluation of the Xuantian Mirror. However, he had killed nearly ten fierce beasts before, and the points he had received were only twelve, so he had already guessed that his black token was not much different from the red token in terms of grade.

Even though he felt that this black token was extraordinary, his subconscious had already decided that this token had no effect of adding points, and the current scene was obviously beyond Qin Cang's expectations.

"Could it be that this black token has a points bonus, but this bonus effect is not on killing fierce beasts, but on the basis of snatching other people's points. This kind of speculation gradually appeared in Qin Cang's heart.

He stared quietly at the black token in his hand, for a long time, his gaze never moved, and suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, but this smile did not have the slightest sense of gentleness, but revealed a strange coldness.

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Qin Cang's voice was low, as if muttering to himself.

Suddenly, his form disappeared abruptly, like a shadow of nothingness dissipating from the wind, and the leaf that had carried him before still did not make the slightest sound.

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