When the infant fire essence in the Xuanqiu Sword was activated, the power instantly increased a lot, and it actually firmly supported the rapidly falling Stacked Cloud Bell so that it did not fall down.

But everyone on this mountain peak knew that this was only temporary, because the Xuanqiu Sword was making a shattering sound under the Stacked Cloud Bell, and the cracks were gradually spreading like spider webs, and it seemed that they would soon cover the entire sword body.

Yangling Zhenren frowned slightly, and slowly increased the delivery of mana, and after receiving a large amount of mana support, the Stacked Cloud Clock was suddenly full of power, and the force of the fall became even more fierce.

The Xuanqiu Sword was instantly full of cracks, and the infant fire essence was passing rapidly, and this pseudo-magic weapon was about to be completely abolished.

Shi Yun raised his hands, and all the mana in his body was transmitted to the Xuanqiu Sword, but it was useless, and the Stacked Cloud Bell was still slowly falling.

In the air, Han Leng on the Flying Leaf Boat was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, if this big bell went down, the entire mountain peak would be flat, and Senior Sister Zhai Lan was still there.

"I said Senior Zhou, are you ready, I'm going to rush down by myself!" Han Leng asked in a very eager tone.

Zhou Tian said slowly: "Okay, okay, why are you in a hurry, the old man only has one yuan baby left, and many spells can't be used." Only this magic control technique can barely be used, and of course it takes a long time to prepare. You withdraw the consciousness of your right arm, and the old man takes control. ”

Han Leng was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately withdrew the divine sense of his right arm from Zhihai, and in an instant he lost control of his right hand. The Zhou Tianji Yuan Infant in the dantian separated a trace of Yuan Shen and came to Han Leng's right arm.

Han Leng's right hand stiffly raised and lowered, and after going back and forth several times, it gradually returned to normal, and Zhou Tianji had already controlled his arm.

"Now fly down a bit. Zhou Tianji said.

Han Leng didn't dare to slack off, and immediately controlled the Flying Leaf Boat to land slowly, and when he was approaching the peak, Zhou Tianji asked him to stop.

After that, Han Leng sacrificed the Xuanyou Sword first according to the instructions, and then it was up to Zhou Tianji.

The quaint Xuanyou Sword floated in mid-air, Han Leng stretched out his right hand and stroked it on the sword body, the originally ordinary sword suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and the runes engraved on the sword body slowly lit up in turn, but because Han Leng's cultivation was too low, the runes only lit up on one side, but even so, the breath on the Xuanyou Sword made Han Leng tremble.

Han Leng said: "It doesn't take much mana, I don't even feel the loss of mana." ”

It didn't seem to be as Zhou Tianji said, it would consume a lot of his mana, and he was still a little happy in his heart, but then Zhou Tianji said, "This hasn't started yet." ”

Then, it was the real spell casting stage, Han Leng's right hand drew a few strange symbols in the air, and he couldn't understand what it meant, but this seemingly useless symbol actually sucked up nearly ninety percent of his mana, and he felt that his dantian was empty in an instant, and even his face turned pale.

At this time, Zhou Tian gloated and said: "This is the main course." ”

After absorbing nearly ninety percent of the mana, these symbols were directly printed on the Xuanyou Sword by him, and then he pointed to the Yangling real person on the mountain peak, and gently said the word "go" in his mouth.

The Xuanyou Sword suddenly flew out, leaving a string of black and ethereal afterimages, and just as the Xuanyou Sword was approaching the peak, the mutation protruded.

I saw that a layer of shield suddenly appeared on the originally empty mid-air, as if it wanted to block the movement of the Xuanyou Sword.

The Yangling real person on the mountain peak said in a strange manner: "The old man has already discovered your doll, and he originally wanted to leave you to solve it in the end, since you insist on seeking death, then the old man will fulfill you!"

In Yangling's cognition, a monk in the Qi cultivation period was not worth mentioning at all, and a sneeze could shock him to death, but when he heard the sound of the prohibition he had laid in the air breaking, his face suddenly changed.

"How..."Yangling Zhenren looked up, and before he finished speaking, he saw a black weapon flying towards him, and at this time he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, but did not hesitate to withdraw the mana used on the Stacked Cloud Clock, and then condensed dozens of layers of mana shields in front of him.

The Stacked Cloud Bell instantly became the size of a palm, and was flicked out by the Xuanqiu Sword, Han Leng hurriedly used a little mana to suck the bell into his hand, his face was also very pale, and his breath was a little unstable.

Yangling Zhenren still underestimated the power of the Xuanyou Sword, and the more than a dozen layers of shields he laid were easily penetrated like paper paste, and the dark long sword still stabbed straight towards him without slowing down.

"Earth Resistance, Rock Barrier, Up!"

Yangling real people shouted hysterically, and their voices were broken. The flat ground, a large amount of earth attribute mana gathered, and soon condensed a rock wall with a back of five meters, tightly protecting the body of the real person of Yangling.

Yangling Zhenren, who was hiding behind the rock, breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to use his escape technique to escape, he only heard a crackling sound in the rock, and then the entire rock wall burst into stones, and the sword was like the impermanence of the soul, directly through Yangling Zhenren's abdomen, and a stream of blood splattered out from the piercing wound.

Yangling Zhenren's vitality was rapidly draining, he was panicked and blocked his wounds with his hands, but his golden pill had been completely shattered by the Xuanyou Sword, and his mana had also dissipated in an instant, he raised his head and looked at Han Leng in the air with frightened eyes, and then he fell to the ground, his body twisted in pain a few times and then stopped moving.

When Li Wanzai saw this scene, he immediately had the idea of retreating, he ran away without saying a word, and people with gangqi ran faster than ordinary people, and fled to the bottom of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Why did this damn old thing die so easily? It's a pity that I can't stay in this place anymore because of my tens of thousands of taels of gold, and I'm going to go somewhere else to develop. Li Wanjiao thought as he ran, his martial arts cultivation could be mixed no matter where he went, so he was not worried about his financial problems.

In the forest, Li Wanjiao ran with his life, as long as he ran out of this forest, he would arrive at the territory of Zhao State, Zhao State also had its own cultivation realm, and Zhao Kingdom's cultivation realm did not allow other cultivation realms to kill people in Zhao Kingdom.

Li Wanjiao was getting closer and closer to the border, seeing that his hope was amplifying little by little, his tears of excitement flew out, and then when he was still more than ten zhang away from the territory of Zhao State, a black light came directly in front of him.

This is Shi Yun's Xuanqiu Sword, the surface is full of cracks, but it has not yet shattered, and it still exudes a powerful aura, which makes Li Wanqiu's footsteps stop, and he is slowly retreating while saying words begging for mercy.

"If it weren't for Han Leng's move, the entire Xuanling Sect would be gone, as the initiator, should you escape?" Shi Yun's voice was very cold, like a prison officer, as if he could tell people to live and die.

Li Wanjiao's forehead kept sweating, and he began to say in a pleading manner: "Immortal Chief, spare your life, this is all the idea of that Yangling real person, he said that he wanted to find a place with enough spiritual energy to cultivate, I... I said that there is a Xuanling Sect near here that is the Xiuxian Sect, and then he took it upon himself to destroy your sect, I tried my best to obstruct it, but you also know that he is powerful, in order to protect the safety of the village, I can only compromise and seek perfection, which caused a big mistake, and I regret it very much now..."

As he spoke, Li Wanchuan cried directly, a handful of tears, a handful of snot, the one who cried was called an earth-shattering, that was called a compassionate person, that was called a pity for me, it really didn't look like a martial arts powerhouse, but like a delicate little woman.

When Shi Yun heard these fabricated lies, his heart did not fluctuate at all, but this cry like a summer cicada was particularly disgusting, and he said impatiently: "A bunch of nonsense, according to the old man's observation, that Jindan, a monk in the Dan period, has long been cracked, how can he continue to cultivate." With such a powerful powerhouse in your Black Wind Village, I'm afraid you have already planned to destroy my Xuanling Sect. ”

Li Wanjiao's crying stopped abruptly, his little abacus had been figured out, and it was useless to cry again, it was better to attack it violently, maybe there was still a glimmer of life.

At this point in the year, Li Wanjiao's body was suddenly covered with a layer of Gang Qi, and he was ready to fight Shi Yun.

However, the aura of the Ten Thousand Tribulations was not worth mentioning in Shi Yun's eyes, he just had a thought, and the Xuanqiu Sword easily passed through the middle of the head of the Ten Thousand Tribulations, as if the Ten Thousand Tribulations had not been defended.

A stout body lay straight on the ground, and Shi Yun pinched his fingers to create a cloud of flames that burned the corpse to ashes, and then Edgeworth went back.

After this battle, all the territory of the Black Wind Village was controlled by the Xuanling Sect, and the large and small restaurants were all taken over by the people designated by the Xuanling Sect, and these taverns were responsible for collecting information about the rivers and lakes and earning silver taels to maintain the daily expenses of the sect.

The corpse on the mountain peak was cleaned up for two days before it was restored to its original state, and Han Leng also cultivated for a while, during which Zhai Lan accompanied him.

On a sunny noon, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the little broken sun is sprinkled on the uneven stone road, and the biotite in the crevices reflects back the dazzling light, which is particularly beautiful.

At the end of this path is Han Leng's cultivation room, at this time, Han Leng is sitting on a bamboo stool placed at the door, breathing fresh air, and next to him stands a beautiful palace girl, it is Zhai Lan.

"Are you really leaving?" Zhai Lan kept curling the hair that fell on her chest onto her fingers and released it again.

Han Leng picked at the stones on the ground with his hand, and said conclusively, "Yes, I can't stay here any longer." There is a bottleneck in my cultivation, and I am going to travel for a while to see if I can find an opportunity to break through. ”

Although he said so, what he was thinking in his heart was not like this at all, there was no bottleneck, for him, there was no such thing as a bottleneck in cultivation, as long as he was willing to cultivate, the cultivation would go up, but it was all Zhou Tianji's old guy who was doing ghosts.

Originally, he meant to wait for Han Leng to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi cultivation before going to the Tianmen Sect, but he was afraid that his Yuan Infant would not last until that time, so he urged Han Leng to set off as soon as possible, otherwise he would use the threat of self-detonation of the Yuan Infant.

Although Han Leng now felt that even if Zhou Tianji Yuanying blew himself up, he would not be able to completely destroy his foundation, but after all, he agreed to Zhou Tianji's request, so he still had to go to the Tianmen Sect, besides, he couldn't learn anything useful in the Xuanling Sect now, and the fact that he had the magic weapon Xuanyu Sword was also known by the elders of the sect, and it might not be long before the sect would discuss and persuade him to hand over the magic weapon to the sect for safekeeping.

But Zhou Tianji also said that the magic weapon must not be handed in, and he had to rely on the magic weapon to establish himself when he went to the Tianmen Sect, otherwise he would not be able to make a name for himself in the Tianmen Sect at all.

Recently, Han Leng copied all the spell cheats that could be viewed in his mind into the jade slips, which could be regarded as the last contribution he made to the sect.

"This is the more powerful spell I found, if you learn a few more, no one in the sect will be able to bully you. Han Leng took out a jade slip and handed it to Zhai Lan.

Zhai Lan also heard that Han Leng was really leaving, but she didn't know what to say to set off this scene, and in the end, all her words and complicated heart turned into a sweet and deep kiss, she hugged Han Leng tightly and kissed for a long time.

As the sun sets, the tired birds return to their nests.

The cold mountain breeze blew through Han Leng's hair, revealing a

Pair of deep eyes, these eyes are accustomed to seeing the bloody rain, and they have long lost the innocence of a teenager and their curiosity about the world, and all that remains is Gujing Bubo.