Boom Boom –

Soon, there was an explosion coming from other directions.

The two turned around and moved closer to the past.

......

When the two arrived, there was a killing taking place here.

Boom Boom –

In a ravine, the sound of killing roared into the sky.

The earth trembled violently, and in the void, there was a sky full of brilliant light and shadow, and in that light and shadow, there was a golden-white sword qi from time to time.

"Slaughter these two monsters for me!"

"Kill them!"

"Guys, hold back and don't let anyone rob us. ”

The rumbling sound was accompanied by the fierce, domineering, and violent shouts of human beings. There was even a strange scream, the voice, weirdly sharp, really not like the voice of the Terrans.

......

In mid-air, Fang Junmei and Wan Xiaohua stood on the light, overlooking the killing scene in the mountains not far below.

On one side of the battle, there was a group of more than a dozen Terran monks, all of whom were in the middle and late stages of mortal transformation, and they had obviously made an appointment with each other before.

On the other hand, the appearance is much weirder, like a human being, with hands and feet, eyebrows and eyes, but the body is like steel, exuding a golden-white metallic luster, and the hair and eyebrows are like metal wires.

The sword struck them with a clanging sound.

And the means they used were all kendo methods, simple and sharp, and they shot out with their fingers.

......

The two sides fought fiercely.

The dozen or so Terran cultivators, when they noticed that Fang Junmei's two ancestral cultivators were coming, they were naturally shocked, and while being vigilant, they had to continue fighting.

Naturally, the two of them didn't rob, they just watched from afar.

Fang Junmei's gaze fell on the eyes of the two ghostly sword spirits, staring carefully.

There was no emotion in the eyes of these two monsters, and their eyes did not move, as if they were steel puppets.

No anger, no hatred, no murderous.

"Xiaohua, these Shadow Sword Spirits are indeed somewhat similar to those of your kindred. ”

After a while, Fang Junmei said.

"Brother Junmei, will there be a different species like me in their clan?"

Wan Xiaohua asked a little excitedly, as if she was looking forward to it.

"I don't think so, if miracles happen often, it's not a miracle. ”

Fang Junmei shook his head and said.

"Let's look for him, maybe there is, let's take him out too......"

Wan Xiaohua begged coquettishly.

Fang Jun couldn't resist her, nodded in agreement, but didn't leave immediately, still watching.

......

Among the dozen or so mortal cultivators, there were actually three who used the way of sword seals, and they were not sword seals passed down by Fang Junmei.

It can be regarded as a good understanding, and the speed at which the way of the sword seal blossoms and bears fruit is faster than Fang Junmei imagined.

Under the gaze of the two ancestral cultivators, everyone beat the tea time in fear, and finally killed the two Phantom Sword Spirits.

However, their luck was not so good.

After these two Phantom Sword Spirits, they first shattered into metal particles-like powder, and then dissipated into Sword Yuan Mist, floating into the sky, leaving not a drop of Sword Spirit Water behind.

Everyone was half sorry, half happy, exchanged a glance, and slipped away.

The inner contradiction can be imagined.

If they fought out, but were robbed by Fang Junmei and the others, they would be so angry that they vomited blood.

......

The monks who rushed in were like a flood beast that had broken the embankment, raging in this world.

The sound of explosions rang out.

The brilliant light and shadow like fireworks burst out, illuminating the dark world one by one, and I don't know how many monks came in.

In addition to those from the Northern Sacred Domain, there must also be a large number of those from the Western Sacred Domain.

......

Fang Junmei and the two of them are looking for them separately.

The two of them were almost sure that if there was really any xenomorph ghost sword shadow like Wan Xiaohua, it must be hidden in that deep ravine.

So, go straight underground.

The further down the earth, the darker it became, and with the obstruction of the divine sense, it was very difficult to trace.

Coupled with the criss-crossing ravines, they are connected together to form a huge labyrinth-like thing, which is even more of a headache.

Time passes little by little.

......

Dark!

Dark!

Boundless darkness!

Suddenly, a light lit up in the distance, lasted for a while, and then died away.

......

The more the two of them looked down, the deeper they became, but there was still no bottom below, and the great battle in the distant era did not know how deep it tore this place.

Along the way, of course, the two of them also encountered some ghost sword spirits, but they didn't make a move, and those shadow sword spirits did not take the initiative to attack, but ran away from afar, which was diametrically opposed to the Wanhua evil spirit.

"This place is very strange, I feel that the sword vitality in the air is not rich enough to condense immortal jade, why are these ghost sword spirits still born?"

Wan Xiaohua asked, her knowledge was already extraordinary.

Fang Jun frowned and said: "I have inquired before, it is said that the sword vitality here is to give birth to a ghost sword spirit, so there is a little less, especially those shadow sword spirits with sword spirit water, it is not surprising that the sword vitality in the air has become thinner and thinner over countless years." ”

Wan Xiaohua nodded slightly.

Fang Junmei said again: "This Sword Luo Yuan, sooner or later, it will also become an abandoned place, many secret realms in the cultivation realm are like this, after being explored by the predecessors, or destroyed, the opportunity will be gone." Seniors who were born early will always have an advantage. ”

"But in places like the bottom of the Liujin River, there are still innate spirit treasures on their own. ”

Wan Xiaohua said immediately.

But before they were fully conceived, they were taken away by lightning. ”

Fang Junmei said: "The more prosperous the cultivation world is, the more monks there are, the more fierce the competition, the more secrets there are to speak of, and the general atmosphere will become more and more eager for quick success, even if you take away the three semi-finished products in advance, you will not leave a chance for others to take them." ”

Hearing this, Wan Xiaohua nodded again.

......

The topic is far away, back to the present.

The search for the two of them is half a month later.

It's like a mortal entering a labyrinth, lost in the underground world, although as long as you go up, you can identify the direction, but the efficiency of the search is pitifully low.

This underground was also collapsed by the bombardment, and the potholes were connected.

Boom Boom –

The sound of a fight came from not far away.

The two of them flew in the direction of the fight, and after turning through a boundless earth crack barrier, an exploding light and shadow came into view.

I saw a monk in the late stage of mortal transformation, who was fighting very fiercely with a shadow evil spirit, or to be precise, he was being killed by the shadow evil spirit, and was fleeing frantically.

This monk is a young female cultivator, wearing a white dress, quite a bit of a posture, and I don't know if she is separated from her companions, or if she is so bold that she dares to come here alone to kill.

The two of them glanced at each other, and suddenly their pupils opened, and at the same time they realized that something was wrong!

......

It is rumored that these Phantom Sword Spirits, unless they are killed and fall behind, will fight back, how can this Phantom Sword Spirit take the initiative to hunt down and kill the monks who can't beat it?

Is it really a xenomorph?

The two stared at each other, looking closely.

The appearance of this ghost sword spirit is no different from its kindred, but there is obviously a cold light in its eyes, like a monk with a yin heart.

"Two seniors, please save my life, help!"

At this moment, the female cultivator had already sensed the approach of the two, and hurriedly shouted, and also approached in the direction of the two.

On a delicate face, there is not much blood anymore, and there are many holes in the body, and the blood is flowing straight away.

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed slightly, and he nodded at Wan Xiaohua, after all, it was from the position of the same human race.

Swish!

On Wan Xiaohua's body, the nine-colored light flashed, and the figure spun around, and the woman's figure appeared out of thin air, pinching her hands like flowers.

Whew-

The nine-colored flowers of the world roared and smashed away.

Bang bang bang –

After a while, I saw the shadow sword spirit, the bombed gold slag flying up, and hurriedly fled into the distance, with an obvious look of panic in those eyes.

Xu was also an alien because of himself, Wan Xiaohua did not continue to chase and kill, and returned to Fang Junmei's side.

"Shui Yan'er thanks the two seniors for saving their lives. ”

The nun came to the two of them and thanked them respectfully.

The two nodded slightly.

Fang Jun frowned and said: "Your courage is not small, you dare to come here alone to kill the Phantom Sword Spirit, aren't you afraid that even if you get the Sword Spirit Water, you will be robbed by other monks?"

Hearing this, the water goose smiled bitterly and said: "The seniors laughed, of course the juniors don't have that much courage, in fact, I have two companions, but they have both been killed by the ghost sword spirit just now." ”

At the end of the words, his expression was a little sad.

"What the hell is going on, I've never heard that the Phantom Sword Spirit will take the initiative to attack other monks?"

Fang Junmei asked.

Shui Yan'er frowned and said: "The juniors don't know, what the hell is going on, when the three of us were fighting with a few ghost sword spirits, that guy, who was in the middle of it, behaved normally, but then it suddenly exploded and killed us by surprise." ”

Not only will they fight back, but they are also very cunning!

The two of them listened with a flash of light in their eyes and thought about it.

Is this place some kind of mutation, or is it just the Shadow Sword Spirit that is an anomaly?

......

"Is the body still there, take us to your companion's body. ”

After a while, Fang Junmei said.

"Good!"

Shui Yan'er nodded immediately, led the two, and flew in a certain direction.

......

Soon, they came to a corpse.

This corpse was the corpse of a monk who looked like an old woman, it was nailed into the mud wall, it was covered with piercing wounds, the blood had dried up, and a pair of eyes, staring wide, although the expression was gloomy, but still maintained the shocking appearance before death.

Wan Xiaohua looked creepy.

Fang Junmei was close to the past, looking at it carefully, looking for any clues.

“...... There is no shortage of essence and blood in the body, and there is no other weirdness, it shouldn't be for the sake of cultivating some evil methods...... Did that guy kill you just out of rejection and hatred for the Terrans?"

After a moment, Fang Junmei muttered.

The two of them knew what he was suspicious of, but of course they couldn't answer the question.