Although Fang Cai's fight was between lightning and flint, Jiang Chen barely lost much mana, but because he was absorbed by the strange sword, he seemed a little weak at this time, and he was drained of his spiritual power twice a day, and anyone who tried it would not be able to stand this taste, not to mention how uncomfortable Jiang Chen was at the moment.

Looking at the old Taoist priest's half-dead appearance, Jiang Chen was quite helpless, at this time he didn't want the old Taoist priest to die, he hadn't escaped from Sangcheng with him, if he died, if something happened again, how to parry, although he couldn't see the real strength of the old Taoist priest, but he could be pursued by the four blood servants, and he could hold that terrifying sword, it should not be an ordinary thing, although he was seriously injured, but he had already been involved, so he had to be in the same boat with him.

I couldn't help but have more respect for it, helped it up, shook it, and the old Taoist priest opened his eyes with difficulty, and said weakly: "What about the sword?" Then he passed out again, looking at his expression aging a lot, and his breath was like nothing, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look nervous.

Afraid that the old Taoist priest would die, he immediately took out a bottle of his diluted thousand-year-old spiritual milk, poured a drop into his mouth, and after a while, the old Taoist priest's face slowly showed a trace of ruddy, and the whole person looked more energetic, and after opening his eyes, he said in a weak voice: "Xiaoyou, do you still have that spiritual milk, can you give the old man some more." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen pretended to be reluctant, held the jade bottle containing the spiritual milk tightly in his hand, and shook his head, making the old Taoist priest seem to feel that he cherished this spiritual milk very much.

Seeing Jiang Chen's reluctant expression, the old Taoist priest was a little helpless, but he didn't complain, he just sighed, his fingers flashed a trace of spiritual light, and slapped on the storage bag, a black light flew out and fell into the old Taoist's hand, turning into a knife as black as ink half a foot long.

The old Taoist priest handed the pitch-black knife to Jiang Chen, his voice was even weaker than just now, as if he had exhausted his mana just after opening the storage bag.

"This is a knife that hurts the gods, as the name suggests, this knife specifically hurts people's souls, and when this knife touches the divine sense, it will be cut off into three percent out of thin air, even if the soul of the little friend is weaker than the enemy, it can also be weaker than the strong, and it can be controlled silently without being discovered, it is a rare spiritual treasure, but Xiaoyou must remember that you must build the foundation in the later stage before you can make the imperial envoy, otherwise the divine consciousness can not control this treasure and it is easy to attract backlash."

The old Taoist priest smiled reluctantly, and then looked at the spiritual milk in Jiang Chen's hand, the meaning was naturally self-evident.

Of course Jiang Chen understands, looking at the jet-black knife, although he smiled in his heart, he still pretended to be calm on the surface, although this treasure can only be used during the foundation building period, but the spirit treasure can be said to be one more good thing, and there is no shortage of spiritual milk on his body, not to mention some diluted thousand-year-old spiritual milk.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he picked up the jet-black knife, which seemed to have no weight, as light as a feather, Jiang Chen quickly accepted it, and pretended to be reluctant to take the spiritual milk to the old Taoist.

The tone was still a little regretful: "Senior, you have to save a little, this is the baby at the bottom of my box, and it will be gone after drinking!" ”

Pu Chen didn't take Jiang Chen's words seriously, and after getting the spiritual milk, a whole bottle was poured into his mouth, although it was a whole bottle, but there were only two drops in it. However, the old Taoist priest still showed a satisfied expression, as if he was swallowing some kind of delicacy.

Jiang Chen continued to control the green jade boat to urge the maximum spiritual power, raising the speed to the limit, while the old Taoist priest recovered some strength to breathe and repair his injuries on the side.

......

The Blood Weeping Heavenly King looked at the light of the blood jade gourd in his hand dim, and his face showed a look of doubt.

"Could it be that there is still support for Sanshan Road." Just as he was about to cast the spell again, his body suddenly became a little unstable and almost fell, and a yellow light suddenly shot from behind, which was one of the two golden armor generals when he entered the city that day, and the other was Li Shan that Jiang Chen met before, both of them were the strength of the early stage of the Dao Fetal Realm.

The golden-armored man held the Blood Weeping Heavenly King with both hands, and said with a worried expression: "Heavenly King, are you okay?" ”

Half of his body leaned on the golden-armored man, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he raised his eyes to look at the golden-armored man and said, "Fulong, where is the army?" ”

After the big man known as Fu Long injected a spiritual power into the blood crying body, he saw that his face looked a little better, and then said slowly: "The army was attacked by the formation outside, but fortunately, the other party did not dare to enter our army's formation, and the goal was just to drag us down, so most of them were trapped in the formation, and now under the leadership of the third prince, the enemy has been eliminated, and the enemy is currently being searched in the city, and the third prince will arrive here soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Long lowered his head.

Seeing that the big man seemed to be holding back his words, he glared at him with blood weeping, and only said in a weak tone: "If you have anything to say, just say it!" ”

"Yes!" Fu Long nodded sadly.

"The enemy came prepared, not only dragged our army with a trapped formation, but also blocked the entire Sang City, so that we were trapped outside the city for a long time, General Li Shan was worried about the safety of the Heavenly King, and broke through the void with a heavy treasure and escaped into the city, but..."

"Where is Li Shan?"

The Blood Weeping Heavenly King turned his head to look directly at Fu Long, his tone a little hurried.

Fu Long turned around and sighed: "Li Shan's soul lamp has been extinguished, and it has fallen under Fang Cai's sword intent. ”

Blood Cry seemed to have guessed the result, and was not surprised, but just stared ahead: "The power of the Demon Slaying Sword is enough to exterminate all living beings within a hundred miles, even if I am a complete Dao Fetal Realm, if I don't have the protection of the King Totem, I am afraid that I will die on the spot, Li Shan has just been promoted to the Dao Fetal Realm, and he will definitely not be able to stop the residual power of the Demon Slaying Sword, and the Chilin Jinwei who came to enter the city with me should have already died!" ”

"Yes! Chilin Jinwei was attacked and killed in the City Lord's Mansion, and the entire army was wiped out! Fu Long said with difficulty.

Blood Weeping seemed to remember something, and instead of being overly immersed in sadness, he patted Fu Long on the shoulder hard, and hurriedly said: "Quick, there is a kid who killed my blood servant and fled with the remnants of the Three Mountains Road, you go and chase after it, and be sure to get the demon slaying sword in his hand back." ”

"But your injury, the Heavenly King?" Fu Long hugged the blood and wept, and said worriedly.

Unexpectedly, the blood weep slapped him on the back, and roared angrily: "This time the loss is heavy, the demon slaying sword is very important, if you can't get it back, how can the king forgive me and wait, go quickly, I can't die!" ”

"Yes." Fu Long clenched his fists, and then his body seemed to teleport, and he ran out of dozens of miles in a puff of smoke.

On the other hand, Jiang Chen's side, although he had already mastered the Qingyuzhou with all his might, but the speed had reached the limit, and now that he had been flying for an hour, seeing that Sangcheng had been left far behind, Jiang Chen was about to slow down, when suddenly the old Taoist priest woke up and shouted: "Hurry, hurry up!" There are also capable people under Bloody Weeping, and it would not be good if they caught up with him. ”

The old Taoist priest suddenly spoke, which made Jiang Chen stunned for a moment, although he had already guessed that the old Taoist priest was the one who was against the Great Shang, but he still swallowed his saliva and said: "Senior, the blood cry you are talking about, is it the Heavenly King of the Town Kingdom of the Great Shang?" ”

Jiang Chen's question couldn't help but make the old Taoist priest look sideways, and then he coughed lightly and explained: "Little friendship is insightful, but you have been involved, at this time, we are standing in the same boat, if we don't work hard, you and my lives are in danger." ”

Jiang Chen still kept a smile on his face, but he had already scolded the old Taoist priest in his heart, no wonder it was said that the four villains were very similar to the four blood servants of the Blood Weeping Heavenly King, it seemed that it should be the old Taoist priest and the Blood Weeping Heavenly King who fought and lost each other before they became the embarrassed appearance they are now, and even the four tall blood servants they saw that day have become villains with low strength. Jiang Chen squinted at the old Taoist priest, and was a little embarrassed when he saw this, smiled at himself and arched his hand.

The old Taoist priest looked at him for a long time, and seeing that he seemed to be looking for something, Jiang Chen was about to ask a question, but the old Taoist priest opened his mouth suspiciously: "Little friend, I don't know where the sword that the old Taoist gave you has gone?" ”

"Huh?" Jiang Chen was shocked, and then said with a blank face: "You were also present at the time to see it, that sword was too strange, absorbing most of my spiritual power, and then disappeared out of thin air, I said senior, if you want to trap me, don't play this trick, not only fell into such a situation inexplicably, but also lost a sword, you have to accompany me for this loss." ”

Hearing Jiang Chen's muttering voice, the old Taoist priest was also puzzled, that sword is the root of life, if you lose it, it is even more problematic than killing yourself, it is all because this kid does not know the level, and when he gets the sword, he does not put it in the storage bag, but he wants to inject spiritual power to drive the demon sword, so that the demon sword is missing, and his sin is too great.

Just as he was about to stand up and investigate, Jiang Chen walked over and held himself down and said, "I said senior, you better have a good rest, recover some injuries as soon as possible and then take them with you to escape, my Qingyuzhou can't run too fast." ”

When the old Taoist priest heard this, his anxious demeanor dissipated a little, and he let out a long breath, and thought to himself: "Okay, when you recover from your injuries, you can use the Sanshan Dao magic method to find the demon slaying sword, the demon slaying sword is extremely spiritual, and it will definitely be perceived by your own magic method." ”

At the moment, self-consolation suddenly felt a little less worried.

The demon sword has been refined by the Three Mountains Dao for ten thousand years, the spirituality is extraordinary, knowing his duties, even if it is lost for a short time, it will automatically break through the void and return to the Three Mountains Dao, it is a heavy treasure refined by the Yellow Emperor when he was there, since the Yellow Emperor established the Three Mountains Dao Dao system, it has been passed down to the present, it has become the treasure of the Three Mountains Dao to suppress the Three Mountains Demon Realm, if the Demon Slashing Sword is lost, the demon world will break through the seal at any time and endanger the Tianxuan Realm.

Seeing the old Taoist's movements, Jiang Chen of course didn't know the significance of the Demon Slaying Sword to the old Taoist, but he was reluctant to give up such a strange magic weapon, or what different meaning this sword had for him, of course he wouldn't tell the old Taoist that at this moment, the Demon Slaying Sword had been absorbed into the World Bead, and this scene was exactly the same as absorbing the stone tablet, and it seemed that he would have to explore the reason why the World Bead would automatically absorb these two things in the future.

However, these old Taoist priests naturally didn't know, and after seeing Jiang Chen smiling bitterly at him, he shook his head again, ignored himself at the moment, and turned around to prepare to drive the Qingyuzhou with all his strength to continue to the northeast.

Suddenly, a sword light fell, as if tearing apart the heavens and the earth, the old Taoist priest reacted immediately, waved his robe, and teleported to Baizhang away with Jiang Chen, and before he came back to his senses, he saw blood overflowing from the old Taoist's mouth again.

Jiang Chen knew that the enemy had caught up, judging from the sword light just now, it was not something he could match, and the person who came had to be at least the strength above the innate realm, and now all his life was pinned on the old Taoist priest in front of him, it was impossible for him to escape into the world bead in front of the enemy, otherwise with the power of the great businessman, he would be able to find himself out at any time in the future.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest took himself to dodge the blow just now and vomited blood again, Jiang Chen hurriedly took out the thousand-year-old spirit milk and handed it over, explaining in the old Taoist's puzzled face: "Senior, quickly take it and recover some injuries, the people who come are not something I can compete with, it depends on you." ”

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest rejected Jiang Chen's spiritual milk, and sighed: "It's useless, the effect of this thing is too weak, if I have time, I can recover some injuries, but now that the enemy has arrived, you go first, I will fight hard to drag him first!" ”