Swish!

He was greeted by Zhang Yuanhao's merciless sword.

The mid-grade spirit weapon Qiushui Sword swayed a layer of misty golden light, slashing at the barrier emitted by the spirit weapon crane on Dongyangzi's body, and the latter caused a violent ripple, as if the mirror had landed, making a slight clicking sound, and the cracks were dense.

"Fellow Daoists, please listen to me, I am ......"

Dongyangzi was like a bird that was choked by the neck, straightening his neck and begging for mercy, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a crisp and violent sound, and the crane on his body was directly shattered.

"No—"

As a voice of despair sounded, an old head was thrown high, blood soared, and a headless corpse fell from the air, smashing to the ground, blood flowing down the broken neck.

Zhang Yuanhao's figure descended from the sky, scavenged Dongyangzi's body cleanly, and then searched indiscriminately in the Qixia Taoist Temple, and almost emptied the precious treasures in the Taoist Temple before leaving in a hurry.

Less than an hour after he left the Qixia Taoist Temple, there were several rainbow lights sweeping around, all of them were monks from small sects or loose cultivators who were not weak. They had already sensed the aftermath of the amazing battle here, but they didn't dare to appear until they couldn't sense Zhang Yuanhao's breath.

"Dongyangzi's predecessor has been killed! Demon Cultivator, it's Demon Cultivator who destroys the door!"

With a mournful shout, the entire Qingxia Mountain seemed to explode and became lively.

......

The sky is getting dark, the birds are returning to the forest, and the Qixia Mountains cast a golden silhouette under the reflection of the setting sun.

"Yes, the harvest is great!"

In a dark cave, Zhang Yuanhao sat down cross-legged and began to carefully count the day's harvest.

A capable Qi Realm monk had a lot of miscellaneous storage bags on his body, Zhang Yuanhao didn't let go of any of them, and took them all back, after all, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and the spirit stones on the dozens of Qi Cultivation Realm bodies add up to nearly 300,000, which is also a windfall for ordinary Foundation Building Realm monks.

Among them, the white-bearded old man who has perfected his qi is the most wealthy, including more than 200,000 spirit stones, and there are two high-level magic weapons and a pseudo-spirit weapon in his storage bag, which is much stronger than the previous Zhang Yuanhao.

And Qixia Taoist Temple's foundation building overhaul Dongyangzi, this person has been immersed in the foundation building realm for almost his whole life, and there are more than two million light spirit stones in his storage ring, but almost all of them have been replaced with high-grade spirit stones, and more than two hundred high-grade spirit stones with outstanding aura and crystal shine are neatly placed in a corner of the storage ring, which makes Zhang Yuanhao feel refreshed for a while.

Then there are three spiritual weapons, but all of them are low-level spiritual weapons, including the wooden sword he used and the crane that has been damaged by Zhang Yuanhao, and there is still a spiritual artifact green lantern in his storage ring that has not been taken out. However, Zhang Yuanhao took a look and found that this green lantern was not a combat-type spiritual weapon, but was used as an auxiliary cultivation.

There are also some bits and pieces of medicinal materials and pills, but they are all some that Zhang Yuanhao can't use, so he skipped them at a glance.

"Sure enough, it's here!"

After some searching, Zhang Yuanhao found a jade slip full of cracks in a corner of the storage ring, which was engraved with the five big characters of "Blood Soul Swordsmanship" in golden letters, which looked quite old, and the number of times it could be used was not much.

Spiritual consciousness poured into it, and countless information rose in Zhang Yuanhao's sea of knowledge, and it took a long time before he opened his eyes.

It turned out to be a pseudo-occult method!

Zhang Yuanhao's face became more and more happy. He has no more mystics on his body except for the ancient mystic method of "Golden Armor and Stone Skin", which does not know the specific grade, and lacks sharp aggressiveness, and now there is this "Blood Soul Swordsmanship" to fill the vacancy, and his combat power has been raised to a higher level.

Then, after thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Yuanhao decided to pour all the luck he had gained into this newly obtained pseudo-mystical method.

There are two reasons for this: first, he doesn't get much luck, there are only two cyan luck people among so many people, and there is only a fourth-level cultivation of qi cultivation, and the luck that can be usurped is less than one-tenth;

"It's decided, it's "Blood Soul Swordsmanship"!"

After making up his mind, Zhang Yuanhao closed his eyes and began to cultivate this spell.

......

Qixia Mountains, Qingxia Mountains.

Since the destruction of the Qixia Daoguan ten days ago, the entire northern part of the Jiuyun Kingdom has been shaken, and even the Qiyun Gate has sent two elders from the late stage of foundation building to come, hoping to catch the murderer.

And almost everyone in some small sects and small sects in the northern part of the Jiuyun Kingdom was in danger, and even directly opened the Great Sect Protector Array, waiting for the battle, for fear that the demon cultivator who slaughtered the Qixia Taoist Temple would come to the door.

At this moment, many monks were ushered in in the Qixia Taoist Temple.

Many monks lined up in two columns on the narrow mountain road, and the small Qixia Taoist temple was crowded with visitors from all directions. Among them, there are five figures standing in mid-air, exuding various spiritual power halos all over their bodies, all of which are foundation-building realm-level existences.

"Junior, you have witnessed the evil deeds of that demon thief from beginning to end, and now you have outlined his face, and we can tell the world to capture this person together!"

A deep voice came from a fiery aura of spiritual power, and then, a simple bronze mirror flew out of it and fell into the hands of a sloppy Taoist with a cloak and a dirty face.

"Think of that person's face in your mind, and the Divine Mirror will naturally reflect it!" another yellow halo of spiritual power prompted an old voice.

After a moment, the Taoist closed his eyes, the bronze mirror surface rippled like water waves, and an illusory face gradually condensed, revealing a handsome face.

The sword eyebrows are starry, and the bridge of the nose is high, which is the same as Ling Yuan's face.

"Pass the order, the major sects in the north of the Jiuyun Kingdom, if you see this, report it quickly, and there will be a reward!"

......

In the dim cave, I don't know how long.

A low sigh suddenly sounded, and then a bright aura of fiery red spiritual power appeared, illuminating the cave.

"It's a pity, it seems that the limit of the mysterious wooden box is the human-level nine-grade spiritual material, and the ground-level spiritual material can't do anything at all!"

There was some pity in Zhang Yuanhao's voice. In these days, he extended the "Blood Soul Imperial Sword Technique" to the Xiaocheng realm, and then spent a lot of luck to extend the "Burning Mountain Jue" he cultivated to the fourth layer, and the spiritual power reserves and meridians in his body have expanded a lot, and his combat power has risen by a notch compared to before.

After that, he tried to use a large number of spirit stones to ripen the low-grade root in his hand, but he helplessly found that it had no effect.