Legend has it that the two worlds of demons in the ancient barbarian period were not so distinct, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. And at that time, the continent was not dominated by the human race, and it was the demon beasts that relied on their bodies to dominate this world.

Because the Terrans at that time were majoring in physical arts, the Terrans who relied on acquired penance were not the opponents of the demon beasts with strong physique by nature anyway. This situation of being strong and weak was not broken until the emergence of Taoist cultivation later.

And this wind beast is the demon beast alien species in the ancient barbarian period, or the leader among them, wantonly slaughtering human races on the ancient land, in order to abuse the Quartet.

It wasn't until later that the Dao cultivation system was established, and a land immortal of the Ascension Realm who killed demons and preached the Dao designed to suppress it, but he still didn't have the ability to kill it. I hope that the water mill of the long river of time can wipe it out.

It's a pity that thousands of years have passed, and the years have been grinding.

Gradually, the formation began to loosen.

A trace of the wind beast's breath also leaked out, forming this eye of the storm.

It was only at this time that Da Rui, who was the capital of Amyang, began to notice the formation left over from ancient times, as well as the wind beasts under the formation.

At the beginning of discovering this ancient relic, Da Rui also thought about directly asking the Confucian Holy Land, hoping to solve this hidden danger with the help of the Holy Land. But later, after some investigation, it was found that the strength of this wind beast had already plummeted, and it was no longer what it used to be.

Therefore, Da Rui decided to digest it on his own, after all, although this wind beast is very strong, but Da Rui was able to lay such a large territory in this chaotic Yunxin Continent and establish such stability, and it was by no means relying on lip service.

What's more, this ancient relic is a treasure! Fur can be used to refine talisman armor, eyeballs can be refined into elixir, demon blood can be used to draw talismans, and animal bones can be used to create immortal soldiers, all of which are excellent materials.

Therefore, Da Rui secretly planned this beheading operation as early as a hundred years ago.

And at this moment, the sword cultivator Yin Jia, who is standing next to Xiao Wensheng, on the one hand, is the remains of Da Rui sitting in the Void Realm, which is now Nanfeng County, in order to prevent the outside world from greedy for profit.

On the other hand, he was the one responsible for the decapitation.

Looking at the two calm immortals next to him, and then looking at himself, Xu Changsheng still felt that he had to take a step back.

At least not to steal the limelight from them.

Yin Jia said: "Can the old gentleman hold it? If he can't hold it, I'll take it away." ”

The short old man raised his eyebrows, blew his beard and glared: "You call me old gentleman, you have to hold it if you can't hold it." ”

"Good!"

Yin Jia responded in a deep voice, his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and he wanted to get up.

"Oops"

The short old man hurriedly grabbed him.

"Wait a minute, wait for the old man to go to the thatched house. ”

Yin Jia frowned and said, "Wait a little longer, and the strength of this wind beast will increase by one point, but that's not the case at that time." ”

"Cheng, then you can do it. The short old man replied immediately.

Although it was a little tricky, he still saw the seriousness of the matter very clearly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Jia jumped up.

Then it turned into a streamer and pounced on the wind beast.

"Whew~"

The wind beast hissed, spat out human words, and roared in a hoarse tone: "Terran, they all have to die." ”

The blood basin's mouth opened, and the huge valley of wind began to permeate with a monstrous murderous aura under its glance, and the trees of the mountains on both sides quickly withered in this murderous aura. The river is surging on the lamp, and the endless water tribe jumps out of the water and swims towards the banks on both sides.

After speaking, the wind beast swept its tail, turned around and pounced towards Shiqiao County.

Compared with the two pairs, the strength of the wind beast has not recovered, so it is naturally unwilling to choose to go head-to-head with the peak Yin Jia.

Persimmon should be pinched softly, which is the truth that runs rampant in all worlds.

And at this time.

Feng Qing, the city lord of Shiqiao City, stood on the north gate with a sword, his expression calm.

After one person, standing were the people of the city, regardless of the monks and mortals, all standing on the street at this moment, looking at the sword cultivator city lord who was generous and singing.

At this time, there was no strife, no noise, only the tragedy under the imminent fall of the city.

People are inherently dead, and dying for this human race is better than dying of old age and the immortal cave. This has always been his sword cultivation Feng Qing's code of conduct, and perhaps it is precisely because of this belief that his realm can break through all the way.

Just when the alien beast was about to pounce on Shiqiao County, Feng Qing's long sword was unsheathed behind him.

The name of the sword is "Aoyama". Take the meaning of the immortality of the green mountains, and also take the heavy soul of the green mountains.

Just when the long sword was wrapped in Feng Qing's lifelong sword intent, he wanted to send him to death with his own strength. Out of thin air, a page of the book appeared, shimmering with golden light, suspended in the air.

The formation is back up.

At this moment, on the mountain of books, only the young man with the sword is left.

The diminutive Shushan Mountain God sat cross-legged above the eye of the wind, shaking his head and reciting a sage scroll, and with each word, a golden text flew out of his mouth, floating down under him, reinforcing the formation.

Yin Jia had already drawn his saber in the air and slashed it down.

The sword light flickered, turning into a huge horse, spanning the mountains and rivers, and slashing at the back of the wind beast.

"Whew~"

The wind beast was in pain, and a huge roar lifted up the high sand, but it was stopped by the formation, and then jumped around.

The big mouth opened and spewed out a hurricane, and the sand and rocks suddenly flew in the eye of the storm. Hazy.

No matter how Xu Changsheng is, he can't see it really.

The roar of the wind beast and the sound of the collision of gold and stone continued to sound in the yellow sand. Occasionally, the knife light flickered, tearing out a piece of yellow sand.

After a long time.

Suddenly, he saw Yin Jia flying through the air with a knife, turned around and threw the saber in his hand downward, and with a pinch of the magic trick, the saber instantly turned into a giant knife the size of a hundred zhang, slashing towards the wind beast.

At the same time, clench your right fist and dive down.

The Wind Beast stood up, grabbed the giant knife with its front paws, and bit down hard.

Yin Jia's right fist also landed on the wind beast's lower abdomen at the right time.

"Bang~"

There was a muffled sound.

The huge body of the wind beast shook violently and smashed into the small heavy mountain, making a loud noise. Even the short old man sitting on the void was a flicker.

If it weren't for the stability of the formation, it is estimated that just this punch would be able to smash the entire small heavy mountain.

Yin Jia then manifested his magic appearance, turned into a hundred-zhang tall giant, and once again clenched his sabre of the right size.

With a flick of his body, he slashed down with his sword.

The wind beast leaning on the small heavy mountain screamed, and closed its eyes with a ruthless heart.

An inexplicable rhythm suddenly rippled in the void.

Shushan, who had been shaking his head, suddenly woke up, put the book in his hand in front of him, and pressed it with one hand.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light was released from the book, enveloping the entire eye of the wind.

At the same time, he shouted: "The Yin family's children are quick to dodge!"

The rhythm became stronger and stronger, and even Xu Changsheng, who was far away at the top of Shushan Mountain, felt a trace of depression.

Yin Jia, who was closest to him, didn't seem to feel it.

With a saber in hand, he slashed down.

The rune between the wind beast's eyebrows suddenly released a glimmer of light, and then the light became brighter and brighter, and a trace of blood began to ooze slightly around it.

Just when the long knife was about to slash at it.

The eyebrows and eyes finally opened.

A strong light shot out of it, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into a huge pillar of light, crashing into the saber.

The qi machine surged wildly, and the young man with the negative sword hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to stare at the battlefield anymore. The short old man also stood up, and quickly recited the scriptures of the sages.

In just an instant, the Wind Beast began to bleed from its seven orifices.

The saber slashed at the pillar of light, and the blade flickered, splitting it in two.

At the same time, the saber was dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When it was about to touch the wind beast, the saber also melted away, and at the same time, the light emitted from the vertical eye became more and more dim.

Until it disappears.

The natal magic weapon was damaged, and Yin Jia, who was a hundred feet tall, couldn't bear it anymore, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then he forcibly grabbed the wind beast with one hand and slammed it into its head with a punch.

The wind beast trembled a few times, and then there was no more sound.

Yin Jia also dispersed the Dharma phase and disappeared.

Instead of disappearing, the huge corpse of the wind beast was gone.

The short old man also shook his body, and returned to the top of the book mountain, coughing violently, if it weren't for the disappearance of the strong wind in the eye of the wind, and the traces of the battle left behind.

Xu Changsheng couldn't have imagined that just now here, there was the immortal slaying demon and the mountain god pressing the realm.

When he regained his strength, Xu Changsheng asked, "Master Xiaowensheng, that wind beast?"

"Dead. ”

"What about the monk with the sword?"

"He, his name is Yin Jia, he went back to the court to restore his life, and went to heal his injuries by the way, after all, the natal magic weapon is gone, and it is estimated that he will be sad in the future. The short old man was also embarrassed after speaking.

A good genius monk was so ruined by his own future, and he even put his natal magic weapon into it.

After estimating, there will be no more Yin Jia in the human world, known as "Little Song and Tang".

The young man with the sword nodded as if he didn't understand, he understood what it meant that the natal magic weapon was gone, but he didn't understand what "Xiao Song Tang" was.

Another day passed.

Xu Changsheng asked for his resignation again with the god of the mountain and the mountain.

The short old man didn't keep him this time, but took out a blank piece of paper with a smile and said, "Xu boy, meeting is fate, this blank page of paper will be given to you as a souvenir." ”

Xu Changsheng looked puzzled.

The short old man's face gradually changed.

Xu Changsheng immediately took it, hurriedly thanked him, checked it by the way, and found that it was really just an ordinary piece of white paper, so he took it back into the mustard seed.

I thought about it.

He took out a copy of "The Omniscient of the Human World" that he had already read from the mustard seeds, handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Come and don't be rude, this book should be a return gift." ”

"Oh?" the little old man looked surprised, took the book, and flipped through it a few times.

found that Xu Changsheng was densely filled with annotations on the book, and in some places he even added or deleted several times.

Then he smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, boy, when it comes to studying, you should be as rigorous." In the future, when you walk the world, don't lose this heart. ”

This is the first time that Xu Changsheng has been praised by him in the past few days with him, and he can't help but be a little happy, and replied with a smile: "Follow the advice of Master Xiaowensheng." ”

The short old man waved his hand, "Go, go, don't remember to pay off the old man's account in the future." ”

Xu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, smiled stiffly, and said hello.

Then he turned his head and ran down the mountain.

The faster I walked, the lower and lower the breath, until it disappeared.

The short old man looked at Xu Changsheng's distant back with a beard, and said to himself, "Interesting." ”

In his opinion, interesting is a high evaluation.

After all, it is best for people to live, it is too difficult to live well, it is too sinful to live poorly, and it is best to live interestingly.