After the black sword light penetrated Zhuo Yuming, it turned back again and slashed at him.

Zhuo Yuming tried his best to exert his spiritual power, the dark cyan qi knife condensed in his hand, and the Eight Desolation Divine Knife slashed at the sword light with the momentum of splitting the sky.

The sword light that broke through the blockade of the primordial divine light and defeated the Heavenly Imperial Law Robe was already at the end of the crossbow, and under Zhuo Yuming's full sword, it was finally shattered. The pitch-black sword light shattered and scattered, gradually dissolving between heaven and earth.

vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, Zhuo Yuming stood quietly in the void, and bowed his waist slightly. Holding the bloody hole in his chest soaked with one hand, he looked at the middle-aged sword cultivator in the distance who had already withdrawn his natal flying sword.

"That's right, the cultivation of the Cave Xuan Realm can take me with a sword and not die, no wonder I can get the favor of the Sword Saint seniors. A gentleman will do what he says, and from now on, I will never do anything to you again. ”

Looking at the young man who was struggling to support with a satisfied look, Jin Se had an extra appreciation for this.

To be able to save his life under the natal flying sword of his own peak sword cultivation, although he relies more on that ancient mirror treasure, it is not something that any cat or dog can do.

Looking at his previous qi sword magic power and that wonderful thunder method, even if there is no sword saint to make a move, Ma Wei really wants his life, I'm afraid it will not be so easy.

"Thank you for your mercy. ”

When Zhuo Yuming opened his mouth, another pool of blood was left behind the corner of his mouth.

At this time, he was a little burdened to speak, and the black sword qi was too domineering. His body was suffering from the sword qi at this time, although Zhuo Yuming immediately used his spiritual power to block the sword qi residue at the wound, but under the impact of the sword qi, it still made him quite difficult. He had to refine and disperse those remnants of sword qi as soon as possible, otherwise the injury would only slowly spread.

It is worthy of being the peak sword cultivation of the Tibetan Treasure, and as soon as the natal flying sword comes out, it is to make yourself embarrassed so far. If the other party really insists on killing him, I am afraid that he will have to use the wisp of sword qi sealed in his sea of qi to resist the enemy.

The middle-aged sword cultivator shook his head and said slowly: "Don't be humble, my sword is almost ten successful, and it is your ability to catch it without dying." ”

"Next time, if the sword arrives at the Sword Saint senior, wait for me to say hello. Let's just say that when the sword cultivates Jinse, when he sets foot in the earth immortal, he hopes to ask the sword in the sword saint and see the magnificent atmosphere of the peak of the sword in the world. ”

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged sword cultivator turned into a sword light and flew away.

Seeing Jian Xiu leaving, Zhuo Yuming also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and slowly fell to the ground.

The injury is not light, but it is not serious. It's just that he passed through his chest, and with his current physique similar to that of a six-rank martial artist, it will not be too difficult to recover from the injury, and the key is that it has not hurt the foundation of the Great Dao at all. But as the most difficult of the qi practitioners, the sword cultivator is difficult to deal with the sword wound, and the sword qi is difficult to eliminate. If the residual sword qi in the body is not expelled, the wound will not heal for a day.

I am afraid that my current situation will be cured in about half a decade.

But fortunately, he survived the three rounds of assassinations in Yoika Mountain, and there was no other threat in the short term. You only need to pay attention to walking among the mountains and rivers by yourself, and there shouldn't be any big trouble that will come to your door.

Zhuo Yuming casually found a remote realm, cast a spell to lay down an enchantment, and recuperated his injuries in the mountain col.

Although the sword cultivator of the night mountain was domineering, under the operation of the Human Emperor Sutra, it only took half a day to disperse the vast majority of the sword qi. The remaining small part of the stubborn remnants are also wrapped in spiritual power, and with a little more time, they can be slowly expelled. It happens that it takes a few days to ferry to the Lotus Temple, so you can just turn around and recuperate on the boat.

After recovering a little, Zhuo Yuming flew up again and flew towards the Nanxi Ferry.

Nanxi Ferry is also a reasonable ferry port, with ferries passing by every two or three days. Zhuo Yuming waited all night before boarding a ferry that was heading northwest.

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Less than 100 miles north of Qixia Prefecture, there is a famous Kunlun Island suspended in the East China Sea.

Kunlun Island, which is one of the eight wonders of the Ethereal Spirit Realm, is a veritable land of immortals.

Legend has it that Kunlun Island was fought between two peak monks in the East China Sea in ancient times. Both of them are top monks at the pinnacle of monasticism, and they are not equal. After a few years of the Great War, they both died and both fell on the East China Sea.

After the death of the two, the spiritual power and body merged with each other. In the end, the bones of the body evolved into islands, and the qi and blood dissipated between heaven and earth, turning into pure aura. has achieved Kunlun Island, which is now shrouded in fairy clouds.

Kunlun Island has attracted the major forces of the Void Spirit Realm to seize it because of its beautiful spirits. But after all, it is far away from the mainland and has been fighting for thousands of years, and there is still no force that can plant the flag of its own sect on the island for a long time. Over time, Kunlun Island has become an ownerless place, and the rich aura on the island has also attracted countless monks.

Today's Kunlun Island has changed from the past when the wind is light and cloudy, and the clouds and mist are shrouded.

The dark clouds hung low in the sky, and an oppressive aura caused countless monks on the island to look up. In the thick clouds, electric light could occasionally be seen, and there were bursts of muffled thunder high in the sky. The waters around the island are windless and turbulent, and the waves rise high and crash against the reef on the shore. On weekdays, the cranes and birds that swim in the clouds and mist are nowhere to be seen, and countless schools of fish in the sea are desperately trying to stay away against the tide.

"The monks on the island leave quickly, the old man is about to come to the catastrophe, if he stays here any longer, he will be at his own risk. ”

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed throughout the island.

There are people who want to survive here. It seems that there is a peak monk who wants to cross the tribulation and become a land immortal, the thunder tribulation does not have long eyes, even if it is an unrelated person, as long as he stays in the thunder tribulation area, he may suffer an unwarranted disaster at any time.

For a while, many monks on the island took the light and left quickly. However, there are a few people who have advanced cultivation and rely on the secret method of supernatural powers, and they are not afraid of the impact of the thunder tribulation, and they still stay on the island, wanting to observe the scene of the tribulation.

I saw an old man in shabby clothes with a rickety back suddenly appear in mid-air.

The old man looked up at the thick black clouds, and his wrinkled old face was rarely filled with solemnity.

Slowly straightening his back, the old man no longer suppressed his qi, and a majestic spiritual power fluctuation suddenly dispersed, and the short and thin back seemed to stand up to the sky in an instant. Even if the black clouds overwhelmed the city and the waves rolled, the figure of the old man seemed to stand like a mainstay between heaven and earth.

The monks who originally thought it was the Tribulation of the Immortals of the Crossing the Earth were instantly shocked, where did this return to the Hidden Realm, it was clear that someone wanted to preach to the heavens.

The huge qi that shocked the peak earth immortals rushed straight into the nine skies, as if it was about to poke a hole in the heavenly dome.

"I have been studying for thousands of years, and now I am a saint. ”