"Buzz !!"

The two pieces of jade were suspended in mid-air, emitting bursts of light and mist. Mysterious runes surrounded the surface of the jade, glowing all over and trembling.

Subsequently, the two pieces of jade bloomed with dazzling light. Wisps of hazy mist joined together, and the two pieces of jade merged to form a jade shard, the size of a palm.

A soft brilliance emerged from this jade fragment. In the light, there are also runes hidden, which makes people feel refreshed.

And this white crystal light flowed down like a stream of water, sprinkled on Mo Ning's body. It was actually a kind of flesh and blood that was constantly nourishing and washing.

In just a few breaths, Mo Ning was injured before, and he actually began to recover slowly. Several wounds on the body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This" Mo Ning was dumbfounded.

At this time, he realized that the effect of jade was so terrifying. It can quickly recover from injuries on the body.

If such an effect is applied during battle, it will inevitably have a huge effect. If the speed of recovery is several times faster, you can completely fight with others.

Mo Ning's face was pleasantly surprised, and he put the jade fragment in mid-air into the placket of his clothes and kept it. It can play a key role in battle.

"It has caused such a big momentum, and it is not appropriate to stay for a long time. Mo Ning glanced at the big pit not far away, and his face became solemn.

As he was just fighting, he heard the young man say a name, which made him very concerned.

"Jun Zhuo, Senior Brother Jun Zhuo, a disciple of the Inner Sect?" Mo Ning took a deep breath, and finally knew why there were many people looking at him in the palace at that time with an unkind look in their eyes.

When Mo Ning was still weak, he killed a disciple of White Crane Peak, that is, Linshuang's sister. And she happens to be a subordinate of Junzhuo, a disciple of the Inner Sect.

This time, I'm afraid that Junzhuo knew that Mo Ning killed Linshuang's sister. So the man was planted to deal with Monin.

"Looks like things are getting a little bit in trouble. Mo Ning frowned. After all, the person who wants to deal with him is a disciple of the Inner Sect, and he is a powerhouse of the Fa Fu Realm. Promise some benefits at will, and the disciples of the outer sect will probably be moved to deal with Mo Ning.

For now, we still need enough strength!

Mo Ning's dark eyes burst out one after another. Moving his body to the tombstone that was five feet tall, surrounded by a spirit sword condensed by Shenxi suspended in midair.

This is the tombstone of a supreme man. The aura emitted by the light made Mo Ning's chest tingle, and he felt like he was being pierced by a sharp sword.

Mo Ning believed that in the entire forbidden land of the Qingxu Sect. He must have been the only one who had encountered such a powerful tombstone. Others have probably encountered it as well.

However, Mo Ning has the anti-heaven function of golden beads. While others were still meditating and comprehending, Mo Ning had already comprehended it thoroughly.

Patted the dust on his white shirt. Mo Ning sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone and closed his eyes in realization. The spirit sword condensed by the Shenxi around him began to tremble lightly, emitting bursts of humming sounds, like the sound of the sword path ringing around.

Generally speaking, only people who have practiced kendo and have certain attainments in swordsmanship can trigger this tombstone and comprehend the mysteries in it.

The young man before was also a kendo genius, so when he was fighting against Mo Ning, he could pull the tombstone and get the blessing of sword intent.

"Buzz !!"

The golden beads in Mo Ning's heart trembled, gushing out wisps of Buddha light, runes one after another. There was a buzzing sound, and countless fragments of perception poured out of Mo Ning's mind, constantly evolving.

The Dao Dao was like a galaxy-like divine light flowing in his mind, evolving into a giant sword, the divine light floating, and the glow bloomed.

A groundbreaking aura rushed out, and the sword light rose into the sky. The sword qi turned into a mountain peak and turned into the sea. Suddenly, the terrifying sword qi evolved into a true dragon, blooming endlessly.

In Mo Ning's mind, the sword intent that emerged seemed to be imitating the scene when the heavens and the earth first opened. Wisps of chaotic hazy gas diffused.

Then, a bright silk thread began to extend from the hazy chaos, becoming more and more dazzling, and finally burst into a shocking light, dazzling.

This silk thread is actually a sword that is many feet long, almost reaching the sky and the earth. Tear apart the chaos, and want to open up a world.

The clear air rises and the turbidity slowly sinks. The sword disappeared, all the chaos disappeared, and the scene in my mind suddenly changed.

A vast sea appeared in my mind, vast and boundless, and in the depths of the seabed, huge black shadows passed through, and the breath was huge, and it seemed to be some terrifying creatures.

And in this vast ocean, inhabited by countless terrifying underwater creatures, there is a very huge lair standing, and the surrounding creatures, no matter how terrifying the breath is. Don't dare to approach.

It's a dark nest, made of unknown materials, and faintly surrounded by golden runes.

From time to time, in the sky. There will be a huge golden figure passing by, it is a fierce bird that is a hundred feet in size. Its whole body is golden yellow, and the divine feathers on its body are like sharp swords, extremely sharp. The scarlet eyes revealed a monstrous ferocity.

This is a Peng bird, belonging to the Tianpeng family, and it can be described as a hegemon in the entire sea area, and no one dares to provoke it. Legend has it that they have the blood of the Golden-winged Roc in their bodies, and they are extremely fast, slicing through the sky in a flying.

There are at least hundreds of Peng birds, perched in this black nest, the golden light continues to bloom, and the Dao Ruixia falls.

However, this time. A vague figure suddenly appeared in the sky above this vast ocean, stepping on the void and holding a simple long sword.

This is a middle-aged man with a delicate face and crystal white skin. The sun was shining all over his body, and his long black and thick hair was dashing behind him. A cyan robe was worn on his body, and on that chest, there was also a pattern inscribed.

Mo Ning knew that the pattern was the symbol of the Qingxu Sect.

He stepped on the void, holding a simple long sword, and runes appeared one after another, surrounding the sword. The figure moved, slowly walking downward.

His target was actually that Tianpeng's lair!!

The ocean below seemed to feel the imminent big battle, setting off stormy waves. The waves were like a sledgehammer, bombarding down. There were even some creatures on the bottom of the sea who didn't have time to dodge, and were smashed by the terrifying force of the waves.

The power of nature, ruthless.

And in the rolling waves, the huge black nest emitted golden light, like a golden palace, standing tall. Among them, there were bursts of whistling sounds.

The middle-aged man was holding a simple long sword with a slight smile on his face. The next moment, a burst of brilliant light erupted in his eyes, and the aura of the whole person changed in an instant, as deep as the starry sky.

The white clouds in the sky seemed to be affected by the breath of this middle-aged man. It tumbled violently, layers of dark clouds appeared, thunder and lightning swam away, and it was so muffled that it was about to drip water.

The ocean below was also affected by the breath of the middle-aged man, as if it was boiling, and all the creatures under the sea within a radius of hundreds of miles escaped.

"Woo !!"

In the darkness of the lair, a piercing howl rang out. The next moment, thick golden rays rose up into the sky, and it was actually a golden Dapeng, staring at the middle-aged man with scarlet eyes, very unfriendly.

Hundreds of golden roc were suspended in the sky above the pitch-black lair, arranged in an orderly manner. The wisps of golden glow from his body were connected together, like a large golden sea. There were ripples.

Dense and brilliant runes filled the darkness of the lair. The monstrous flames were permeated, and hundreds of Jinpeng let out an earth-shattering roar.

The breath of almost every Golden Peng is above the peak master level!

However, in the face of such a terrifying battle, there was not the slightest fear in the eyes of this middle-aged man. There was still a smile on his face, his hand clenched the ancient long sword, and the cyan robe on his body fluttered with the wind.

"Sword. He muttered in a low voice, and the ancient long sword in his hand was slowly raised above his head, and said, "Kill all the creatures that stand in the way of my sect!"

"Boom !!"

As soon as the words fell, the next moment the middle-aged man slashed down with a simple long sword in his hand. In an instant, the heavens and the earth were dim, and the sun and the moon changed color. Dark clouds rolled violently, thunder and lightning thunderclaps, as if the end had come.

A dazzling sword burst out from the ancient long sword, straight into the sky, piercing through layers of dark clouds, revealing a starry sky.

This sword contains a groundbreaking and invincible momentum. Facing hundreds of terrifying Jinpeng, he resolutely cut it down.

"Shh

The space began to crumble, and the pitch-black void was revealed. I don't know how many zhang long sword rays directly cut the entire sky, drawing a long gap, and the wind outside the domain blew in.

The sea rolled, the wind howled, and everything between heaven and earth darkened, as if time had stopped.

However, only that sword light with a terrifying aura still exuded a dazzling light, dazzling. Dense runes swirled around it, and the humming sound was all over the world.

The more than 100 Jinpeng in the sky above the pitch-black lair all had uneasy expressions and began to get irritable. Then a ferocious roar burst into the sky, and clusters of blinding golden light flickered.

Those were three huge golden rocs, the most conspicuous of all the golden rocs. The three-headed golden roc was at least five hundred zhang, and its wings as hard as starry meteorite flapped, setting off bursts of fierce winds.

These three Dapeng were full of anger, and their scarlet eyes stared at the middle-aged man. Spread his wings and hit the sky, countless golden rays of light erupted from his mouth, turning into beams of light and piercing through.

"Puff puff!!"

In the sky, the sword qi was wanton. That terrifying sword light fell down fiercely, and no matter how many beams of light pierced through, they were all crushed by a sword intent.