Qingquan Ancestor really underestimated Xia Luo's strength, so he ate Xia Luo's set of skills, and even put the spiritual weapon used to save his life into it.

That's the secret treasure of their Qingquan Immortal Sect!

This proves that Xia Luo has the strength to kill him in seconds!

Now that he attaches great importance to Xia Luo, he has made a decision.

I saw Qingquan Ancestor pull out his long sword, stared at Xia Luo for a long time, and then rushed into the sect without hesitation.

"Quick! Open the Mountain Protection Array! ”

As a second-rate sect, the mountain protection array of the Bishui Narcissus Sect is still a bit exquisite.

If after opening, the people outside still want to break through, they will be attacked by this formation, and the release of spiritual power will be suppressed, thereby weakening the combat effectiveness.

The tower mechanics of a game four minutes ago belong to yes.

I have to say that Qingquan Ancestor's approach is still relatively clear.

He looked at Xia Luo outside the sect and smiled.

"Boy, I admit that you have a bit of strength, and you dare to come to my Bishui Narcissus Sect single-handedly, and you have a bit of guts.

It's a pity that you don't understand the truth that the strong dragon doesn't suppress the head snake, let's leave now, my Bishui Narcissus Sect is not to blame in the past, and when my friends who have a lot of friendship come, you will be completely finished, hahaha! ”

In the face of provocation, Xia Luo's expression remained unchanged, and he silently took out a spiritual weapon that looked like a nail.

Then, under the surprised gazes of the disciples of the Blue Narcissus Sect, they began to use this nail to hit several positions of the formation.

"Bang!"

The sound of the formation shattering came, and with this sound, the hearts of most of the disciples of the Bishui Narcissus Sect were half cold, and they began to run frantically for their lives.

"This! That's impossible! How could you break this formation so easily? ”

How could this formation be broken so easily?

Needless to say, he can casually look through Yan Wudong's memory, what is the situation of this formation, can he still not know?

As long as you know what the formation is, it is only a matter of time before you devise a way to break the formation.

And the last thing he lacks is time!

"I advise you to calm down, I'm not the only Yuanying Monk in the Bishui Narcissus Sect, if you really insist on going your own way, are you sure to face the two Yuanying at the same time?"

"Really? Then you have another infant monk come over. ”

Xia Luo sneered, his words full of provocation.

The other Yuan Infant Stage cultivator naturally referred to Yan Wudong, but Xia Luo knew that this guy needed a lot of effort to consolidate after the realm was raised because of his cultivation of the Demon Dao.

Now he is in retreat to consolidate the realm, and if he is not careful, he will be punished by the Heavenly Dao, and everyone will know that he is a demon cultivator at that time, so it is absolutely impossible for him to get out of the customs at this time.

After Qingquan Ancestor heard this, he understood that Xia Lu must have somehow known about Yan Wudong.

Looking behind him, he found that at some point, this place had been surrounded by a circle of sword-shaped phantoms, forming a field, and if he wanted to escape, he would probably be injured.

When the time comes, it's really over.

Now if you want to live, there is only one way, and that is to kill Xia Luo!

Thinking of this, he slashed his long sword on his body, and the bright red blood instantly soaked the long sword, and a little dark light appeared on the bright sword body.

"Old man's sword, are you sure you can catch it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Qingquan Old Ancestor's entire body turned into blood-colored light, parading through the realm, unable to distinguish his whereabouts.

Xia Luo floated in the air, the aura on his body was restrained, carefully capturing the other party's every move.

In the next second, the sword qi suddenly attacked, and the red light floated behind the sword, and a huge sense of oppression rushed straight to the vital point of Xia Luo's neck.

Because it was too fast, Xia Lu could only use his sword finger and use the sword intent that had no substance to block.

"Bang dang!"

This sword intent didn't even last for a moment, and it was immediately cut off, only playing a buffering role.

And this sound is the sound made when the sword is slashed at the neck.

As the voice fell, Xia Luo slowly took out a burning spirit talisman from his clothes and threw it away.

For this scene, Qingquan Ancestor's eyes flashed with consternation, but he didn't stop, and quickly made another sword.

"Bang bang!"

In a short period of time, the red light continued one after another, almost lighting up the entire sky.

The sword qi that escaped cut off all the waterfalls outside the sect, stirring up a thousand layers of water.

However, Xia Luo still stood in mid-air, taking out one burning spirit rune after another from his body.

This talisman is a super upgraded version of the talisman that can negate some attacks.

Coupled with his sword intent buffer, as well as his strong physical body, it was actually difficult for Qingquan Ancestor to cause damage to him!

"I'd like to see how many runes you have!"

After roaring angrily, Qingquan Old Ancestor made a sword finger and slashed across his long sword, and the long sword immediately began to tremble.

This guy actually began to burn the cultivation that he usually deprived from his disciples.

Now, his strength is already comparable to the late stage of the dollar infant, and he can completely kill Xia Luo in less than three moves!

"After nearly a thousand years of hard work, I didn't expect it to be wasted on a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, you are also proud!"

"Do you think I'll stand still and let you fight?"

Xia Luo's voice sounded, and countless golden lights began to flicker around him.

And Xia Lu turned around in his hand with his long sword, muttering in his mouth.

"The sword roars nine shades!"

The voice fell, and the golden light around Xia Luo began to erupt, and the intense light covered the sky.

And Qingquan Ancestor saw that in the endless light, there seemed to be an infinitely changing sword attacking towards him.

"Interesting!"

The red light and the golden light were intertwined, and the collision between the swords was like a thunder dragon roaring, resounding throughout the Blue Narcissus Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Blue Water Narcissus Sect saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives.

That is, Xia Lu's sword pierced into the chest of Qingquan Old Ancestor, and behind them, countless phantoms did not seem to have finished the battle, still slashing at each other.

"Who did you learn your sword from?"

When he was dying, Qingquan Ancestor asked this question.

And Xia Luo replied lightly.

"A mortal."

After speaking, he directly took out the opponent's Yuan Infant, and cut off his magic sword that had absorbed countless disciples for many years of penance, and threw it towards the Bishui Narcissus Sect.

This broken sword was inserted into the ground, and countless sword qi erupted, like an invisible swordsman, wantonly destroying in the Blue Narcissus Sect.

Afterwards, Xia Luo used this Yuan Infant and added a pair of flesh to obtain a Yuan Infant puppet again.

He looked at his hand.

In fact, even he didn't expect that his swordsmanship was already so powerful.

I have to say that this battle is really cool, this kind of collision between swords and swords, even when he is about to fall asleep at night, Xia Luo still remembers it.

So he simply meditated cross-legged and reviewed the battle.

Slowly, the golden pill in his dantian began to rotate, one day, two days......

After a few months, cracks seemed to begin to appear in this golden pill, and Xia Luo's powerful divine soul power kept pouring into it along the cracks.

Looking through the crack, it looks like a baby with a small sword in its hand, greedily sucking the spirit.

After a few more days, the baby had become a teenager, he slowly opened his purple eyes, waved the sword in his hand, and with a single sword, he split the Jin Dan that imprisoned him, taking the place of Jin Dan.

Take a closer look, this guy has the power of the soul on his body, revealing a bit of domineering.

It was at this time that Xia Luo took a deep breath and opened his eyes in a circle.

"I actually inadvertently comprehended the meaning of kendo and used kendo to reach the martial arts primordial infant?

And why is it that other people's yuan babies are all baby images, and my own is a teenager? ”

On closer thought, he thought of a possibility.

It may be that for the yuan baby, the power of the soul is equivalent to breast milk, which is the main source of nutrition.

However, the power of the divine soul of ordinary monks is not so strong, so the Yuan Infant is malnourished, so it can only maintain the form of a baby.

The power of his divine soul is strong enough, and he has mastered the method of divine soul regeneration, and the energy is constantly provided to the Yuan Baby.

Therefore, this yuan baby is full of nutrition, and even grows into a teenager......

No way! I'm really getting more and more outrageous!