Facing the roaring Brahma Wheel, Song Mingting's mind moved, and the Cold Star Sword re-condensed the sword light and headed towards the black gold Brahma Wheel. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info With his current sword dao realm, he has already reached the level of doing whatever he wants, and there is no need to pinch the sword technique at all. This is not on the Peak of Zhongshu, and even if he shows such ability, no one will doubt him.

The sword light of the Cold Star Sword was covered with a layer of jade yellow light, and as the cold star sword lightning bolted out, the aura of the earth began to spread around the sword light, and the earth qi condensed, forming phantoms of mountain peaks.

However, compared to when he practiced his sword in Longcui Valley before, the speed of the condensation of the mountain peak phantom was obviously much slower this time. There is no way, this is the center of the lake, and naturally it is not as full of earth as Longcui Valley.

The Black Gold Wheel collided with the Cold Star Sword, shattering the sword light of the Cold Star Sword again, and the Cold Star Sword itself was also knocked out. Song Mingting's body was shocked, and he involuntarily retreated.

If you look into this matter in detail tonight, it is indeed his fault, because if what the elder of the inner gate of the Black Scripture Temple in front of him said is true, then he has indeed taken away the opportunity of others, and even cut off the way of life of others. And judging from the current situation, what the other party said is really the truth.

In this case, if the monk in front of him is a decent and decent person, then he must have given up what the other party needs, even if the other party wants the Inner Dan of the Moon Wing Water Snake, he is willing to give the Inner Dan to the other party, as for what if he can't practice the Yuequan Sword Qi?

But the monk in front of him is a demon monk of the Black Scripture Temple, so there is no need to let things out. Although the Black Scripture Temple is called the Buddhist Temple, it is a real demonic sect, and most of them are demons who treat human life as a mustard, and they are violent and wanton, killing countless people, and it is common to take the lives of mortals and monks, the original gods, and the flesh and blood to cultivate.

The demon monk in front of him, he didn't even need to use a spell to check, just a glance, he could see that this person was definitely not the kind of person who was determined to get out of the mud in the demon path without staining. So there is definitely a lot of blood on the other party's hands, this kind of person is not a pity to die at all, how can he let the Moonwing Water Snake back?

The demon monk of the Black Scripture Temple showed a cold light in his eyes, urging the black gold wheel to chase and kill. However, at this moment, a blue frost-like sword qi suddenly came, and it hit the black gold Brahma wheel with incomparable precision-it turned out that Song Mingting also emitted a sword qi when he was shaken back.

The cyan sword qi collided on the black gold wheel of the wheel, and instantly condensed a layer of green frost on the surface of the wheel of the wheel, and it was intercepted one after another, and the black gold wheel was finally intercepted.

When Song Mingting flew back, his subordinates didn't stop, and took out the jade bottle that was put in the belt again. The cyan sword qi he emitted was called the green frost sword qi. Like the Yuequan Sword Qi, it is a sword qi method of Qingshuang Sword Qi, which can only be practiced by condensing the morning frost, with a total of six layers, and it is a top-notch condensation-level spell.

This is the spell he majored in when he was a teenager, in addition to the Sword Technique of Loyalty and Forgiveness, the most energy he spent was the Qingshuang Sword Qi, so even if he had average qualifications in the past, he also practiced the Qingshuang Sword Qi to the fifth layer. However, no matter how good the Qingshuang Sword Qi is, it is only a Condensation-level spell, even if with his realm, he can exert the power of the Qingshuang Sword Qi far beyond the Condensation-level spell, it is still not enough for him to beat the demon monk in front of him. So he needed to use something else.

After taking out the jade bottle again, Song Mingting wiped his fingers to the mouth of the bottle, took out a drop of moonlight essence, flicked his fingers, and bounced it out. A drop of moonlight flew through the night surrounded by water vapor, flew to the demon monk, flew to a place three zhang away from the demon monk and suddenly exploded, and the smoke that dispersed into moonlight shrouded the demon monk.

The demon monk's face changed slightly, before he put all his attention on the black gold Brahma wheel, because Song Mingting's strength exceeded his expectations, it was just the cultivation of the cave period, but a random sword qi could make him feel a certain threat, just at that moment, the frost qi that burst out of the sword qi almost made him lose control of the black gold Brahma wheel, which was simply unreasonable!

Because his attention was all focused on the Black Gold Brahma Wheel, he didn't pay much attention to Song Mingting's movements in the retreat. And because that little bit of silver was so secretive, it was difficult for him to detect it at all, so that he didn't sense it until he was three feet away, and at this time, it was too late to dodge.

The demon monk looked at the moonlight mist floating towards him, his face changed wildly, and he hurriedly resisted. I saw that the four stars around him suddenly thinned. The Gang Qi was connected, and in the blink of an eye, it was connected together, turning into a round Xingchen Gang balloon, firmly protecting the demon monk Yuan Shen's whole body.

The primordial gods belong to the yin, and the primordial gods without the protection of the flesh are extremely fragile. The demon monk is now in an out-of-body state, and although he has reached the peak of his cultivation, the moonlight hanging down in the night sky can still cause some damage to his primordial god - in fact, at this moment, his primordial spirit is suffering from the burning of the moonlight all the time.

If it weren't for the fact that he was about to complete the stage of starlight refining gods, he already had a certain ability to withstand the burning of moonlight, and he was angry to the extreme, he wouldn't have come out of his body to kill people at all.

He could still withstand the burning of the moonlight, but now what was shrouding him was the mist formed by the essence of the moonlight, and the power of the moonlight contained in it was a hundred times richer than the moonlight.

The demon monk was entangled in the mist of the moonlight, but Song Mingting did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead withdrew the Cold Star Sword and flew in the direction of Guizang Mountain. Because he knew very well that although he relied on this small means to temporarily block this demon monk of the Black Scripture Temple, with his current cultivation, it was impossible to resist this demon monk. Because the gap between the cultivation of the two sides is too big. With the cultivation in the middle stage of the cave, even if he defies the sky, it is impossible for him to defeat the monk who has picked the peak of the week, unless he has the second Sun God Needle in his hand.

Of course, he didn't want to escape, but planned to lay a trap and lead this demon monk into the trap and kill him - this demon monk had so much innocent blood on his hands, how could he let him go and let him continue to do harm? This is the realm where they are hidden in the Sword Pavilion, if he doesn't find it, it's just that, since he has found the demon demon, of course he must get rid of the evil.

On this side, Song Mingting was going to set up a trap, and on the other side, after the demon monk of the Black Scripture Temple hurriedly dispersed the moonlight and mist, when he saw Song Mingting who had escaped, he immediately chased after Song Mingting in anger.