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Yu Ci stopped at the periphery of the "canopy" and walked a few steps around the surging clouds, but never really entered it. To read the latest chapters, please lock in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info{Aishang Novel Network biquge.info} He was thinking that the power that blasted him away two days ago obviously came from that side, but at that time, it was suppressed by the "big tree" of Huilai Village, and what appeared was only a relatively shallow force - that is, the "sledgehammer"-type bombardment he felt.

But now, the roots of Huilaizhuang have obviously been cut off, just like the roots of a big tree have been cut off, and no nutrients can come up, and this thing has begun to show its own majesty.

Very dangerous!

However, the opportunity is there.

Huilai Zhuang is like a separate space, exiled to some unknown area, maybe it is hundreds of millions of miles away from the Sword Garden, or some other distance, Yu Ci is not familiar with this field. But the only thing he can confirm is that there must be a "shortcut" to the Sword Garden here, just like the tomb of the Eastern Marquis to the ruins.

And that "shortcut" may be in the depths of the "canopy", next to the "Shangzhen Nine Flying Immortal Sword Sutra".

Yu Ci felt that there was a great possibility if he could find it......

He opened the storage ring and carefully took out a dark orb from it, and with a slight shake, heat radiated from it. Yu Ci hurriedly fixed the beads and carefully retracted them into the storage ring.

This bead was transformed from the Heavenly Dzi, and became the source of collecting the seeds of the plague heavenly demons and igniting the demon fire. The beads were originally controlled by the three swords of the Panhuang Emperor, but at this time, the heavenly demons condensed by the three swords of the Panhuang have been devoured by the Bronze Jian of the Gods, and the magic fire has also been extinguished by the blue light released by the treasure mirror.

However, after Yu Ci's inspection, although this magic bead was slightly damaged, the fire contained in it had not been extinguished, and even more, it was still intermittently absorbing the essence and soul power of those monks who were infected by the plague demon seed, so that the heavenly demon fire was restored to its most violent state.

After the beads were in their hands, Yu Ci referred to Xuanhuang's Jianyì and put a layer of talisman on the beads, but the effect was limited. Now, the bead itself is like a sealed oil drum with a layer of "tissue paper" wrapped in the fire - when the fire boils the "tissue paper", the "oil drum" will blow up.

Yu Ci wants it to be obedient, when it needs it most. If necessary, Yu Ci would use the Heavenly Demon Fire to burn through the Void Barrier, but this would only happen after he had actually found a "shortcut".

Mixing his breath, Yu Ci confirmed that he had a more accurate sense of what was in the center of the "canopy", and then he pressed his sword forward.

He found that since he entered the Sword Garden, changing swords seemed to have become his most frequent thing. Unlike under the effect of illusion, Yu Ci could not condense into a sword weapon with his mind, and the Jiuyao Longyuan Sword Talisman was a little too fragile, so Yu Ci could only make up his mind from the collection of the Panhuang Three Swords.

It's a pity that there is no second excellent sword weapon that can be used without any sacrifice like the Jiaojiao Sword, and what he is holding now is a replacement weapon that has been temporarily sacrificed in the past two days, and the quality may be good, but the simple sacrifice is not enough to exert the effect of this sword, and it may also affect the movement of sword intent - in short, it is not very easy to use.

Yu Ci didn't bother to memorize the name of the sword, but just moved it in slowly, step by step, very carefully.

It wasn't the first time he'd been in...... It's not the second time, either. In the past two days, he has not tried as many times here as in front of Haodian's former residence, but there have been two or three times, although the results of the return are not so ideal, there is always a little bit of experience.

When he stepped into the coiled clouds, in the center of the "canopy", that thing, perhaps the "Shangzhen Nine Flying Immortal Sword Sutra", had an extremely strong qi machine swept by, and the qi machine outside his body touched slightly, and immediately pulled and changed. His ear drums ached, and he seemed to hear an extremely sharp sword sound, and the sword qi had already swept through the clouds and mist.

"Hah!"

Yu Ci exhaled, and a very explosive roar burst out of his throat, and the sharp sword locked in the scabbard came out of the sheath half a foot with a bang, and the sword qi condensed into a piece of blue light, sprinkled into the clouds, and collided with the sword qi forced in front, and a series of fine and sharp sounds exploded in the clouds, which were instantly strung together and turned into a piercing scream.

The aftermath of the sword qi pushed to his chest, and Yu Ci's upper body leaned back sharply, but his feet did not retreat.

Instead of retreating, he was in high spirits at this moment, the sword in his hand was not completely unsheathed, and the sword intent was like a bow pulling the full moon, holding it but not sending it, but it was extracting every bit of strength in his body. Stimulated by this, the wonderful feeling in front of the illusion just now returned, and the cold sword intent was rubbed into the brilliant power of the Thousand Heavenly Dragon.

Facing the pressure of the sword qi, he slowly straightened up again and began to take a step forward. The sword qi of Wu Yan could not stop him, the power of the heavenly dragon merged with his divine will, controlling the vitality, turning into hundreds of limbs, and changing the qi around him.

The sword qi activated by the "Shangzhen Nine Flying Immortal Sword Sutra" was also adjusting, but this time Yu Ci was indeed ahead of the curve.

The so-called "clouds from the dragon, wind from the tiger", Yu Ci's body is drastically changing, and naturally has a huge control over the genus of clouds and mist. Affected by this, in front of Yu Ci, the cloud and mist flow fluctuated endlessly, and this shock spread to the entire "canopy" in an instant.

In the center of the "canopy", how could the Sword Sutra allow this kind of thing to happen?

It instinctively radiated pressure, trying to re-suppress the sword dragon power that Yu Ci had pulled out. Regardless of each other's victory or defeat, at the first moment of collision, the surrounding clouds were already distorting, collapsing, and scattering in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the "canopy" was no longer formed.

Yu Ci's eyes narrowed as he saw a beam of light.

At first it was a flickering point of light, which flickered twice, followed by a straight and sharp line. Heaven and earth are the background behind the "lines", and at this moment, heaven and earth seem to have lost a qiē light source, laying down a dark and heavy curtain, and only the lines appear, intertwine, and change one by one.

Then the lines take a curvature, and then divide into more lines, different in thickness and size, but the appearance of each line enriches the image on the "curtain". Yu Ci gradually understood that this was the pattern and the text, a unique symbol that was sparkled and painted by the sword qi, and the projection of the thing in the center in this cloud that was about to collapse.

In a flash of thought, the sword trajectory finally put together a text that Yu Ci recognized, which was written in ancient seal scripts:

It's really nine skies!

In just four words, the sword light rose and fell in a super-large atmosphere, Yu Ci's eyes widened unconsciously, but before he could react, there was a "buzz" sound, and his head seemed to swell a hundred times suddenly! Thousands of nerves let out a moan that was on the verge of collapse.

Yu Ci snorted, bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he didn't even have time to wipe it, and the unimaginable huge amount of information was poured out by the four words "Shangzhen Jiuxiao". In the blink of an eye, his sword intent dragon power collapsed, and his divine soul was stuffed almost instantly—even if he removed "almost", it wouldn't take too long.

"No, I can't hold on!" Yu Ci finally understood that the current "Shangzhen Nine Flying Immortal Sword Sutra" was not something he could touch at all, and Xuanhuang's worries had their own reasons.

The whole mind was forced to lean to this side, and at this time, if the Sword Sutra released another wave of sword qi, it would be difficult for Yu Ci to escape for his life.

"Change first. ”

Yu Ciqiang endured the terrible situation of his eyes darkening and his thoughts being disordered, and with great difficulty, he took out the Wushen Demon Bead that he had prepared earlier, and was ready to throw this thing over regardless of a single qiē. As for destroying the Sword Sutra and the like, whether it can be done or not, who cares about that?

As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to throw it, but it was extremely unfortunate, a wave of information peak impact rushed over, Yu Ci's hand was soft, the magic bead fell to the ground on the spot, and Gollum rolled out of the distance, but luckily it didn't explode under his feet.

Yu Ci reflexively wanted to get the beads back, but after a bending preparatory action, his legs could no longer support his body, and he fell to the ground on the spot. But with such a fall, it seemed to open some mysterious mechanism, and somewhere deep in the soul, something extremely huge, began to declare its existence.

The divergent information seemed to have a magnetic force, and the huge information contained in the "Shangzhen Nine Flying Immortal Sword Sutra" turned around and poured down, without any buffer, and the two sides collided together.

Yu Ci's eyes were dark again, but the stronger stimulation helped him regain a little feeling. At this moment, he suddenly found that in the depths of his soul, or more precisely, somewhere in the memory interval, a majestic iceberg stood, compared to the memory of a few months ago, the iceberg was a little unfamiliar, and its volume expanded to an incredible extent.

As for the pressure of the Sword Sutra...... Where is it?

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