Two rays of light,

One is gray and black and gloomy, the other is blue and sharp, chasing the earth one after the other, and soon disappearing into the sky.

"Uncle Ancestor...... True sword cultivation also. ”

Li Qingyun couldn't help but sigh.

In the end, he still came to the front line in person, facing the siege of many late-stage Qi cultivation monks of the Blood Slaughter Palace, he was covered in injuries, but he survived after all, and slashed the three peaks of Qi cultivation in a row.

But compared to each other, it's nothing.

In my heart, there was still the idea of competing with other sprouts, but I couldn't mention it anymore at this time.

Unless...... Promote to build a foundation!

Li Qingyun's eyes showed a hint of war.

Compared with the incomplete innate sword body, the only advantage he has is the Heavenly Spirit Root, the future is bright, the road is smooth, and there is no uncertainty.

"Originally, we didn't think much of the sporadic records in the sect's classics, but now we are convinced, Elder Taishang's vision is indeed not comparable to our mortal cultivation."

Several True Transmission disciples are related to each other.

"Yes, the little uncle is here, it's really a blessing for the sect!"

Many disciples originally complained about the implementation of the Mortal Supervision Division, but at this time, they disappeared without a trace.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the strong are respected!

The strong, what to do, what is naturally has his reason, containing mysteries.

As for the loss of the interests of the mortal family...... Can the little interests of a mere mortal family be compared to the life of the family and the hope of building a foundation?

"Uncle Xiao has an order!"

Li Qingyun's face changed slightly, he listened carefully to a few words, and said solemnly: "I can find the news of the Grass and Tree Spirit Fruit, the Gray Earth Spirit Fruit, the Soul Washing Spirit Vine, etc., and after being verified, I will give three Zhuji Dan and ensure their safety!" ”

As he spoke, he displayed the patterns of seven or eight kinds of spirit fruits, turning one or two from time to time, vividly.

All of them exist in the library, and it is possible to give people the treasures of the lower spirits the day after tomorrow.

"Three Tsukidans!"

Everyone exclaimed, their hearts pounded, and their eyes were extremely hot.

With three Tsukidans, even if the qualifications are poor, you can build a successful foundation, right?

What's more, there is no need for any exploration, no desperate work, just send the news back.

As for the authenticity of the promises,

After feeling that sword intent, no one would doubt it.

……

Wind Hunting.

One blue and one gray, the two lights kept chasing back and forth, and at the beginning, the blue lights were thrown away for a distance, but then they caught up again.

"Burning essence blood, hundred ghost essence blood, how long can it last?"

Jiang Ding was not in a hurry.

In fact, as long as he lost some vitality, he would have been able to catch up a long time ago.

But it's not worth it.

You can catch up at any time, and it doesn't matter if you can't catch up, but your own safety must always come first, and reserve enough mana to deal with all kinds of possible changes.

"Your Excellency!"

"Are you really going to die and break the net?!"

After frantically escaping for more than a dozen breaths, the hundred devils showed a trace of despair in their eyes and said sadly.

Jiang Ding was silent, and his speed was not slow.

The fish does not die, the net is not broken, this is not just words, but also needs to be supported by strength.

"Too much deception!"

The hundred devils looked hideous, burning the last bit of essence blood, but they still hesitated.

The sword that slashed the blood-turning child, and the sword that even broke the blade embryo into two, was deeply engraved in his soul, and he still can't forget a single tiny detail.

Not an opponent!

Every instinct told him that he couldn't be an opponent!

"Even so, ......"

His face was grimacing.

Suddenly, the sound of running water came from a distance.

"Heaven will never stop me!"

The hundred devils were suddenly overjoyed, and the essence blood was transformed into bloodshot mana, and it accelerated forward, crashing headlong into a turbid river that appeared in front of him, and disappeared.

After a few breaths,

A blue light came to this turbid river dozens of meters wide, with a jade belt in general, and I don't know before and after.

"River of Lost Souls."

Jiang Ding groaned, remembering the information of this river in the Seven Feathers Sect.

This is a river at the junction of the Elixir Garden in the south of the Nine Heavens Ruins and the Tielou Mountain in the North District, dividing the two major areas.

Its inner beings are cut off, and the river has a huge gravity, and any bird or monk who passes over it will be pulled into the river, and then devour the divine consciousness and consume the mana.

If a person falls into it, if he can't come out in a short time, he will turn into a flesh and blood puppet without a soul.

It doesn't hurt to use a magic weapon

The Divine Sense Scan approached, and before the official contact was made, a tingling sensation came.

"Can't go."

Jiang Ding felt a great danger,

"According to common sense, the hundred devils should have a special magic weapon to isolate the Lost Soul River, otherwise they won't find death...... Give it a try one last time. ”

Sonor!

The Taiqing Flying Sword trembled slightly, and an invisible sword intent rippled past, revealing all the creatures within a kilometer, and their soul fluctuations were revealed one by one.

More than 20 meters away, in the turbid river, a prostrate figure wearing a stone shell coat, is holding his breath, moving towards the opposite bank little by little, every step is in line with the rhythm of the river flow, very hidden.

"Die, just like the one you refined into a hundred ghosts."

Jiang Ding handed down the verdict.

Shout!

The Taiqing Flying Sword came out of its sheath and flew to the edge of the Lost Soul River, the blade of the sword shook several times, and the nine blue sword qi was generated from this, forming a sword formation and falling downward.

The power is enough to cause some trouble to the foundation building monks, and it is a nirvana to face the hundred devils at this time.

"No!"

The hundred devils watched the sword qi coming, but they still didn't give up, wearing stone clothes, and swam frantically to the opposite shore.

Nothing works.

The sword qi tore apart and shredded the stone skin, slashed the gray and white ghost shield magic weapon with dim aura, and stabbed it towards his head.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came suddenly.

The aura of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, instantly dispersing the nine azure sword qi.

There is even a huge coercion coming from the sky!

Heavy as a mountain, the spirit even trembled instinctively, trembling incessantly, as if facing a natural enemy.

"Brother Jindan!"

Jiang Ding's complexion changed greatly.

Without hesitation, he gave up his goal, burst out of twelve percent of his mana, turned into a blue light, and fled wildly into the distance at an unprecedented speed.

"Damn, how can there be a Jindan monk!"

This coercion is familiar!

Although the teachers are usually restrained, there are always times when there are emotional ups and downs, and at this time, similar coercion will be displayed, which makes people breathless.

"Ancestor!"

The hundred devils were stunned for a moment, cried with joy, jumped up all of a sudden, collapsed to the riverbank, pointed at Jiang Ding's back, and said resentfully: "This person has already killed the blood and the poisonous zombie, and it will definitely be a big disaster for the family in the future!" ”

"You must kill him, a thousand cuts!"

"Something that doesn't make it!"

The cold voice snorted coldly, ignoring his words: "A mere eighth-level Qi cultivator will let you ......"

"How daring!"

His voice was suddenly furious.

Bang!

Shout!

In the midst of a huge air explosion!

A blue sword light turned around again, and the speed was so fast that it disappeared into the range of divine consciousness, and a faint shattering sword intent filled the air, and it reappeared.

"I remember!"

"This is the Nine Heavens Relic that restricts the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period."

An even angrier voice came.

"How dare you scare me, a Jindan monk cultivation level clone?"

"Ahh Who gave you the guts! ”

(End of chapter)