For a while, the sky kept hearing the sound of metal colliding, and the entire sky was filled with a sea of swords.

Situ Zhenren's old face sank, patted the storage bag, and took out a flower basket from it, and a strong fragrance of flowers wafted out, and soon all the nearby areas were enveloped in this fragrance.

Dongfang Yuheng, who was originally calm, frowned slightly, and the aura on his body was surrounded, and a layer of aura protection protected him inside.

However, in a moment, this layer of protection made a "zila" sound, and it actually began to corrode this layer of protection.

"Old man, this fragrant blue flower is the most poisonous treasure from the southern country. With this little protection of your body, you also want to resist these poisonous gases? Situ Zhenren had a trace of contempt in his eyes, and said with a sneer.

Dongfang Yuheng's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he returned to normal in the next second, pinching the trick with one hand, and the flying sword floating in the air was called back.

A mouthful of essence blood spurted towards the long sword, Dongfang Yuheng recited a spell, and an enchantment composed of sword gangs instantly spread out, and all the poisonous gases dispersed everywhere he went.

"What!" Situ Zhenren screamed in horror as if he had seen a ghost.

After forcing back these poisonous gases, Dongfang Yuheng had a sharp look in his eyes, and he held his sword and slashed out a crescent sword qi more than ten zhang long.

Situ Zhenren sensed the threat brought by the crescent sword qi, his originally frightened face turned into anger, a ray of light flew out, and a bronze bell carved with a dragon head spun in the air, turning into a hundred zhang in front of him.

There was a loud "buzz", and the bronze bell left a deep dent under the sword.

After Situ Zhenren's divine sense swept the situation of the dragon's head bronze bell, his face gradually became gloomy.

This bronze bell is harder than an ordinary defensive magic weapon, and it can not help but feel a little surprised by the young man in front of him that it would be left with such traces by a Jindan monk.

"The old man doesn't have the patience to continue to deal with you!" Situ Zhenren just wanted to quickly solve this demonic existence, and with a bend of his fingers, the blue long sword on the side disappeared in front of him, and the next moment it appeared in the air, and fell down as a rain of swords.

Not only that, Situ Zhenren took out a painting scroll from his sleeve, and as soon as he unfolded it, a fierce beast that looked like a Jiao but not a Jiao, like a snake and not a snake emitted a golden light, and flew out of the painting scroll directly under a shaking.

With a few jumps, the snake appeared in front of Dongfang Yuheng and opened its abyssal mouth full of fangs.

Seeing this scene, Situ Zhenren finally showed a smile, but the next scene made him stare at the old man and look at the snake in amazement.

I saw a silver-white dragon rushing out from below, and the snake was shattered at once, and the painting shaft also spontaneously combusted.

The silver-white dragon circled in the air, resisting all the falling sword rain, and with a dragon roar, a heavenly thunder slashed the turquoise long sword.

With a shake of the long sword, the aura returned to Situ Zhenren's hands.

And the silver-white dragon was under the control of Dongfang Yuheng, and rushed towards Situ Zhenren vigorously.

Situ Zhenren was shocked, and once again urged the dragon head bronze bell to block in front of him.

But the bronze bell, which was already somewhat damaged, actually shattered under the impact of this silver-white dragon.

Situ Zhenren's face showed a hint of horror, and as soon as he pinched the magic trick, the aura of the body protection on his body condensed a little, which blocked this dragon.

However, at this moment, because he had not recovered from his previous injuries, and now because he had damaged several magic weapons in a row and resisted this attack, his face was already as pale as paper, and his aura had become a little darker.

Situ Zhenren observed Dongfang Yuheng's condition again, although it was not much better, it was probably impossible to completely kill the other party.

"Humph! If it weren't for the damage to the old man's previous vitality, he wouldn't have been able to take you down for a long time! After Situ Zhenren finished speaking, he stared at Dongfang Yuheng with vicious eyes for a long time before leaving unwillingly.

If you want to do your best to win Dongfang Yuheng, it is not impossible to win, but in this way, you will also end up in a situation where your vitality is greatly damaged, and if you meet other Yuanying monks on the road, it will be dangerous.

Seeing that the old man really left this place, Dongfang Yuheng put the silver long sword into the scabbard, and chose a direction and left.

……

A month later.

In a smoky place, all the peaks were half obscured by clouds.

Among the cliff peaks, there is a rough cave, and several layers of enchantment prohibitions are arranged inside.

Penetrating the enchantment, there is a cave in the cave inside, there is actually a small stream flowing slowly, and there is an unknown spiritual grass growing around.

And in the middle of the cave, there was a red-robed young man sitting in circles, constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

This person is Dongfu Zimo, who is being hunted down by Situ Zhenren.

After not hesitating to blow up a few remnants of the treasure and seriously injure Situ Zhenren, Dongfang Zimo fled all the way for a month, and after making sure that he really got rid of this old monster, Dongfang Zimo dared to find a mountain peak near here and open up a cave to restore his mana.

After all these years of practice, Dongfang Zimo can be regarded as reaching the top of the breakthrough cultivation bottle, and with a joy in his heart, Dongfang Zimo simply planned to practice here for a period of time.

After swallowing some of the "Second Transformation Qingling Pill" that was snatched from Remnant Dragon City, Dongfang Zimo officially began to attack the late stage of Jindan.

The white horse passed through the gap, and half a year passed in a flash.

The White Mist Peak, which was originally as peaceful as ever, suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and even the surrounding heaven and earth aura was disordered.

After a few hours, everything returned to its original calm, except for the air and a faint aura, as if the previous events had never happened.

In the cave mansion, Dongfu Zimo's eyes opened, and a spirit flashed through it, and the aura on his body was a little stronger than before.

"What a blessing in disguise!" Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but scream with joy.

With his current realm, even if he met the Yuanying Cultivator, he would be able to pass a few moves.

After Dongfang Zimo was overjoyed, he gradually calmed down.

"I don't know where the man will be teleported...... My Outer Incarnation...... If he's not honest, I don't mind taking him back on the way to the Great Path! Dongfang Zimo only felt that after his cultivation rose, something seemed to be gradually loosening in his mind, and he unconsciously said that he wanted to retract the incarnation outside his body.

Dongfang Zimo was stunned for a moment, and always felt that his memory seemed to have been tampered with, but no matter how he used his divine sense to examine his body, he didn't find anything abnormal.

In desperation, Dongfang Zimo had no choice but to dispel this idea, thinking that he was thinking too much.

Then Dongfang Zimo summoned the Qingyun Sword and a golden box.

When the box was opened, a pile of glittering powder appeared inside, which was the fairy powder that could increase the power of the magic weapon.