His injuries were recovering at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, his body was full of treasure, the wounds were restored in the blink of an eye, his body was fed, the majestic qi and blood flowed, and in every gesture, the powerful power overflowed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The wind and snow in the sky were blocked by an invisible force, and before it fell on his body, it turned into a wisp of mist, and the blood-red qi and blood true fire ignited from his body, burning the last trace of impurities remaining in his body, and since then he has been an immortal and not an ordinary.

After the "pop" sounded for a while, the brilliance around him disappeared, the real fire was extinguished, and the terrifying Weiya disappeared like a tide.

The closed eyes opened suddenly, the divine light shot out, the robe shook, and he got up directly.

"Is this the flesh becoming an immortal? ”

Only Jing looked inward, and he felt the surging and endless power in his body, which seemed to be able to burst the Qianzhang Mountain Peak with his hands, and he knew very well that this was just an illusion. Although the physical immortal is powerful, it is not strong to this extent, which is just an illusion that he has not fully mastered the power.

Now that he has broken through, there is naturally no need to stay, his mind moved, and the infinite cold qi condensed into a long sword under his feet, and the sword light was like a rainbow, tearing through the sky, cutting through the boundless cold clouds, and flying towards the south.

Kunlun, since ancient times, has been known as the sacred mountain, according to legend, it is the place where the Queen Mother of the West is located, is the head of ten thousand peaks, thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, the strange peaks are innumerable, even the Shu Mountain can not be compared.

Three hundred years ago, there was also a sect above Kunlun, which suppressed the world of cultivating immortals, and kept pace with the Shushan Sword Sect, with countless masters and profound Taoism, which was called the Qionghua faction.

In the past, Qionghua and Shushan and Penglai were the same as the great sects of cultivating immortals in the human world. Towering Kunlun, peerless immortal mountain. Its Qionghua faction is known for its sword-forging secret arts. With the three-foot green blade in his hand, he crisscrossed the mountains and rivers to eliminate demons. It is admired by the people of Fangyuan. But in the end, Kunlun Qionghua fought with the mysterious demon world, tragic and tragic, earth-shattering, and after that, Qionghua was defeated, and to this day, there is no Qionghua to say.

Today's immortal cultivation world has long forgotten this once incomparably brilliant sect, even if he has only seen it in the classics of Shushan Tianji Pavilion.

Qionghua faction swordsmanship is superb, swordsmanship is also the top of the world, three hundred years ago had the power of the whole faction, forging two to the yin to the yang peerless sword, the yang sword is called Xihe, the yin sword is called Wangshu, the combination of two swords, yin and yang and Ji, the power is endless, but unfortunately, later with the demon world, Qionghua fell apart, and the two swords did not know where to go.

The sky is vast, the clouds and mist are shrouded, in this land, across a towering mountain range, each mountain peak is tens of thousands of zhang high, everywhere is full of dangerous peaks, ancient trees become forests, giant trees are towering to the sky, treasure light rises, fairy clouds around the mountainside.

Even if it is far away, you can feel a strong fragrance, a good cave blessed land, no wonder, Kunlun Mountain has been the mountain of immortals since ancient times, so bold, rare in the world.

Kunlun has a clear sky, there are few floating clouds in the sky, a piece of blue, the creatures are peaceful, the birds and beasts are singing together, pleasant to the ear.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous light appeared in the sky, and in a few breaths, this light came to the top of Kunlun, which turned out to be a white sword light, and there was a figure standing on it.

"I don't feel a trace of the breath of the water spirit bead here, could it be that the news is wrong. ”

Wei Jing dispersed the sword light under his feet, fell to the ground, and the majestic Kunlun Immortal Mountain was in his eyes, and a vast and heavy breath came to his face, but there was also a faint trace of sharp sword qi, with a smell of decay.

He looked as usual, and strode into the vast Kunlun, an ancient road winding upwards from the foot of the mountain, with emerald floating colors on both sides, and winding paths leading to seclusion.

The purpose of his visit to Kunlun this time was to find the water spirit bead.

Not long ago, he came out of the far north, and continued to travel in the rivers and lakes, and accidentally got a news from the mouth of the demon clan, the water spirit bead appeared in Kunlun, and there were already demon fairies to look for it, he happened to have nothing to do, so he came over to join in the fun, the news is really the best, if it is not true, it doesn't matter.

It is said that the hatred between this demon clan and Qionghua is no less than that of the Shushan Sword Sect, although Shushan and the demon clan are constantly fighting, but that is only to maintain the peace of the human world. But this Qionghua faction is not like this, when it was in its heyday, there were countless masters, and there were two peerless divine soldiers of Xi and Wangshu, in order to raise the faction to become immortals, Leng is to hit the idea into the demon world, and use Wangshu Xi and bind the demon world, Qionghua and a faction of masters killed it, trying to use the entire demon world as a sacrifice and fly to the fairy world.

Even if it didn't succeed in the end, and Qionghua also perished, but the big demon of the demon world was also slaughtered, if it wasn't for the accident, the demon world would probably perish and cease to exist.

But now, even if the demon clan wants to take revenge, there is no way, because the Qionghua faction is gone, and they can only bury this humiliating history.

The mountain was very high, and he walked for half an hour only halfway up the mountain, and the white smoke cloud floated beside him, like a fairy world on earth.

Wei Jing was not in a hurry, so he walked slowly along the trail towards the top of the mountain, the most precipitous of which was a steep wall on one side and an abyss on the other, dark and dark, and there was no bottom in sight.

The spirit ape cries lightly, the divine bird flies, the genius treasure is everywhere, the hundred-year-old ginseng, the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, such human treasures can be seen everywhere.

The sun is shining, the mountain breeze is blowing, and the green leaves are "rustling".

Another hour or so, he appeared on the top of Kunlun Mountain, into the eyes of a vast ruins, ruins, broken walls, overgrown grass, collapsed walls everywhere, broken weapons corroded by the years, overgrown with rust, moss emerald green, vaguely visible once brilliant.

He walked straight through here, walked over a quaint stone bridge, and the gravel under his feet made a "creaking" sound, and his figure wandered around to the edge of a stone pond three feet square.

This is the sword washing pool, and Shushan also has it, but this sword washing pool has been abandoned for too long, and the water in the pool has long dried up, revealing a rotten long sword.

Wei Jing let out a sigh in his mouth, a trace of confusion floated in his eyes, and there seemed to be a prosperous Qionghua faction in front of him, and one by one disciples sharpened themselves in this sword washing pool, but all this has dissipated, and now, there is no Qionghua in the world, it is sad or sighing, if they did not attack the demon world, I am afraid it will not be this ending.

It's just that the will of heaven is unpredictable, and the immortal path is hard to find, even if it is paid like this, the dream of ascending to the immortal realm is just an empty dream.

In an instant, his mind thought of the master who had high hopes for himself and was meticulous, as well as the hot-blooded son of Shushan, his thoughts flew up, and it seemed that he had returned to that world, the invincible Qin Emperor Han Li, the gentle and tactful woman, was beside him, his eyes were facing each other, all of them were missing.

"Xiang'er, are you okay?"

The corners of his mouth showed a hint of bitterness, and he muttered to himself. Both hands tried to grab her, but they pounced, and in the blink of an eye, his thoughts returned to here, his eyes were confused, and a majestic sword momentum broke out of his body, rolling clouds and smoke in all directions.

"Hmph, in this life, this seat must be the strongest after all, stand at the pinnacle of this world, break down barriers, and reunite in the world. ”

His tone was sonorous, with a hint of unquestionable, and that invincible confidence.

"Boom"

A palm slapped out, and in an instant, the ruins of Qionghua were hit by a strong force, the ground trembled, and a huge shock wave swept out, and these rotten things turned into flying ashes, leaving only a place of flying ashes.

Since it has been destroyed, there is no need to leave a trace, the weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, Qionghua failed, it's just that they are not strong enough.

It is impossible for Shushan to be like it, it will be wiped out in the years, and it is impossible for him to be like Qionghua's disciples, all of them will perish, what he wants to do is to be the strongest.

After doing all this, he turned around and walked down the mountain, in this Kunlun, there was not a trace of the breath of the water spirit bead at all, it seemed that there was nothing to gain from this trip.

At this moment, several violent breaths suddenly emerged from all sides, surrounding him in the middle, each breath was incomparably huge, as vast as the abyssal sea, and the murderous aura rushed towards him.

"A group of rats, hide their heads and show their faces, the face of the Heavenly Demon Emperor has been lost by you. ”

He sneered, unmoved, just like a mountain, firmly blocking this violent murderous aura.

As expected, this is just a game, a game set up by the demon clan for itself, and it uses the five spirit beads to lure itself here.

If he hadn't broken through, he might have died nine times, but now, a group of local chickens and dogs were just sent to death in vain.

"Jie Ji, this is the white-clothed sword immortal?"

"It's just a hairy boy"

Five figures suddenly appeared, and the surging demonic qi soared into the sky, and the birds and beasts were shocked, and they were the five great demon immortals in the demon world.