Luo Qingchen put the Qinglian Sword Box back on his back, and couldn't help frowning, he couldn't sense the location of the Golden Lotus Sword, and he couldn't find Luo Xian.

Although he himself has no experience in breaking into ruins, his senior brother Ye Feiyu claims to be a relic killer, but he has a lot of experience in this area.

Therefore, I heard him say that this kind of ruins that create a small space alone are likely to have a random teleportation space movement ban at the entrance, and the people who enter together will also be randomly separated.

This ruin, which has a rather subtle opening time, contains a space, and it seems to be very vast.

In addition, the vitality in this space is incredibly strong, and the vegetation is also incredibly vigorous, and the eyes are full of towering ancient trees.

Occasionally, you can see a lot of priceless rare elixirs, and I don't know how many years they have been grown, and the aura contained in them is quite amazing.

But it doesn't matter, Luo Qingchen is most anxious about the little junior sister Luo Xian now, not to mention that the master asked him to take care of her.

As Master and Senior Brother said, just because of his own junior sister, as a senior brother, he should protect her, even if this little junior sister is a little weird.

Obviously, before coming in, Luo Qingchen handed over one of his spirit swords to Luo Xian, why can't he sense the breath of the spirit sword now?

Of course, Luo Qingchen wouldn't know that it was the creator of this space, the once famous Blue Emperor, who cut off the induction between him and the Golden Lotus Sword.

And when Luo Xian left the place where the Qing Emperor was, Luo Qingchen immediately sensed the breath of his spirit sword.

The sword box sounded softly, Luo Qingchen felt a sense in his heart, and Luo Qingchen's figure flickered in the dense forest, rushing in a certain direction.

"What happened before? But it's okay. ”

Although the speed of the sword flight will be faster, but the cultivation has not reached the open source realm, and it does not have the ability to control the sky, and it will be troublesome to rely on the magic weapon to fly once it encounters an accident.

Even so, Luo Qingchen's speed is extremely fast, and his body has a sense of erratic ghostly spirit.

The aura of the Golden Lotus Sword was in front of him, but Luo Qingchen was aware of the aura of fighting techniques coming from that direction, and among them was Luo Xian.

This made Deluo Qingchen a little worried, Luo Xian was just entering the Xuan Realm, and it was quite dangerous in this secret realm.

The rise and fall of his body was hundreds of zhang of movement, and in a moment, Luo Qingchen appeared at the place of battle.

At this time, Luo Xian was struggling to dodge the dragon-like root attacks, and the situation was precarious.

Luo Qingchen did not hesitate, the black spirit sword flew out of the sword box, the aura was great, and a faint black sword lotus was condensed.

Holding the sword trick in his hand, the sword intent on his body is swirling, revealing the extremely sharp aura that cannot be cut off, and the temperament on Luo Qingchen's body is finally like a sword cultivator.

Luo Qingchen pointed a finger, and the mana in his body surged out, injecting into the spirit sword, and in an instant, the black lotus sword turned into two, and two turned into four, until hundreds of sword shadows condensed and appeared, attacking the psychic ancient tree whose roots were entrenched in a radius of several miles.

Sawdust flew, and thick roots were cut off, but compared to the sheer size of the spirit wood itself, the effect was very small, so it could only attract attention to this extent.

Luo Qingchen's body turned into a ghost, shuttling through the criss-crossing and tangled tree roots, and directly arrived at Luo Xian's side.

"Senior brother! You're finally here! ”

Luo Qingchen grabbed the little junior sister with one hand, grabbed the hovering Black Lotus Sword with one hand, and a sword light cut off the roots that fell head-on, and then retreated without stopping.

"How did you mess with this?"

"I don't know, as soon as I entered here, this big guy attacked me, fortunately, senior brother, you came to save me!"

Luo Xian hugged Luo Qingchen's waist with both hands, but Luo Qingchen didn't have time to pay attention to her expression at this time.

According to the senior brother Ye Feiyu, it seems that men and women have warmed up their feelings through this experience of common suffering.

In this regard, it is barely acceptable to call him a senior brother. I just hope that the so-called routine he said really works, Luo Xian thought.

Of course, it is not possible to let the senior brother really encounter danger, so this Gu Mu, who is already about to transform into a spirit, is also a selected opponent.

Endless root-whisker snakes generally shuttle through the ground, smashing down with a thousand powers, and the earth and rocks are cracked, like an earth dragon turning over, stirring up dust all over the sky.

All things are animistic, but compared to when the heavens and the earth first opened, the environment has changed, and channeling has become more difficult.

When the world first opened, it was a wisp of qi, a cloud, a drop of water, and a plant and tree, all of which could gather the power of creation and become spirits, and many innate powers in later generations came from this.

Luo Qingchen kept dodging attacks, although he was carrying a person, his figure was still fluid, and he perfectly avoided all attacks.

I have to say that the divine channel method recorded in the "Qinglian Creation Sutra" is very extraordinary, and this body magic power is one of them.

Luo Qingchen's speed was very fast, and his trajectory was even more elusive, but he found that the way to retreat was directly blocked, and the layers of roots turned into a net.

No matter how wonderful the body is magical, it is useless to have no room to perform, and it will be troublesome to be completely trapped.

Through head-on contact, Luo Qingchen could roughly judge that this spirit wood light had completely reached the middle stage of the Open Source Realm in terms of mana strength, that is, the appearance of four or five levels.

It's just that the spirit is incomplete, and it is limited by the body of the tree, and the attack depends on the roots and branches, but the body is not moving.

In addition, the attacks of this spirit wood are quite simple, and there is no trace of supernatural spells.

Somewhat tricky, the roots regenerate very quickly, the rich vitality is almost endless, and the tenacity is not low, and it will take a lot of effort to destroy it if you don't borrow the edge of the spirit sword.

Although there were four spirit swords in Luo Qingchen's Qinglian sword box, he could actually only use one sword at the same time, and due to his cultivation, he could not fully exert his power.

"It's troublesome, it seems a little difficult for us to get out."

"Senior brother can't beat this big guy?"

"I'm not like a big brother, but I don't know how to fight, I haven't fought a few times since I was a child."

Luo Qingchen sighed and said, in fact, he really hadn't seriously practiced combat techniques, and he had very little experience with the enemy.

It's just that his own foundation is very good, speed, strength, reaction, etc., the foundation is deep, the mana is also strong, and the perception of the avenue is even more worthy of the praise of being born and near.

Holding the little junior sister in one hand and holding the sword in the other, he was chased by countless roots and tendrils, and several times he saw that he was about to escape from the attack range of the spiritual wood roots, but he was forced to retreat.

Luo Qingchen really didn't dare to stop for a moment, standing there and being smashed by a few roots, I was afraid that both of them would be unlucky.

"There's no way, you can't escape, you can only kill it." Luo Qingchen whispered.

The next moment, Luo Qingchen no longer tried to retreat out, but instead walked towards the spirit wood body.

Relying on the subtlety of the magic of the body, or because Lingmu was bent on blocking the retreat of the two, it was too late to defend, but the two of them rushed to within a hundred zhang of Lingmu's body relatively easily.

The branches of the ancient tree in front of him reached the sky, growing the bark like dragon scales, and a vague human face was faintly condensed in the middle of the trunk, exuding a fierce aura at this time.

The roots behind them covered the sky, and they rushed in a frenzy, looking like they were going to bury them here.

Luo Qingchen took the Black Lotus Sword back into the sword box, and instead held the Red Lotus Sword in his hand.

The whole body of the sword is red, bewitching like blood, and it is like the legendary karmic fire red lotus that blooms in the sea of blood, and the swirling sword intent is like the flames that devour the soul rise.

At this moment, Luo Qingchen's body exuded an unprecedented sword intent, his body seemed to melt into heaven and earth, and his every move was round and natural to the extent that people would unconsciously ignore him.

However, Luo Qingchen is wrapped in majestic momentum, he melts into heaven and earth, but at this moment, he is assimilating heaven and earth, and everything is a sword.

Luo Qingchen's sword intent has only one kind from beginning to end, and that is the sharpness that cannot be cut by anything, except for the sharpness, there is nothing else.

It's just that through the different powers of the four spirit swords themselves, his sword intent presents different effects.

Red Lotus, Soul Slashing!

The sword came out, and the crimson sword light was as long as a hundred feet, cutting straight into the body of the spirit wood.

None of the roots along the road were damaged, and the sword light pierced through it like a phantom.

Luo Xian urged Luo Qingchen to use her golden lotus sword, and a huge golden lotus phantom appeared, enveloping the two of them layer by layer.

A terrible scream rang out, and all the roots danced wildly at this moment, until they came to an abrupt end and fell silent.

At this time, the golden lotus phantom that enveloped the two of them had already shattered and dissipated, and the roots of the spirit wood were no more than a few feet away from the two of them, and the attack was about to fall on the two of them.

Fortunately, it caught up, Luo Qingchen killed the other party first, and directly used the red lotus sword to slash the spirit wood that had not yet been fully condensed and formed.

If it were a normal opponent of the same realm here, Luo Qingchen would have absolutely no idea to win, this spirit wood was too flawed, the weakness was obvious, and the consciousness was too weak.

The origin, the origin of living beings, is sometimes the shackles that are worn by birth, and it is no wonder that all beings are seeking transcendence.

It's just that, from ancient times to the present, except for the great god who opened the heavens, no one has ever been truly transcendent.

Moreover, many people do not agree with the path of detachment of the Great God of Enlightenment, at least not the detachment they pursue.

"Don't you plan to let go? The battle is over. ”

While Luo Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, he found that Luo Xian's hand was still holding him and not letting go, looking like he was frightened, a little helpless.

Let's just say don't make any fun, it's all the fault of that lazy master!

Luo Xian reluctantly let go of his hand, secretly happy in his heart, what the senior brother said seemed to work, but his cheeks were slightly flushed unconsciously.

Luo Qingchen didn't know his little junior sister's thoughts, otherwise he would have been eager to knock this crooked little junior sister unconscious, find a place and wait quietly for those people to compete for the opportunity.

After all, how could he have thought that this little junior sister was thinking about tricks with all her mind?

"Huh? Someone came over. Luo Qingchen reminded Luo Xian in a low voice.

He sensed the rapid approach of someone's breath, probably attracted by the movement of the previous battle.

What a hassle! This is Luo Qingchen's only thought, or it is more comfortable to stay in Tianxi Peak with peace of mind.