"I didn't expect that the cultivation realm was far more cruel than the mainland!"

The sea breeze is howling, the waves are sweeping, and on the vast sky, Jian Qingyu is standing on the Skyfall Divine Sword with his hands in his hands, his white hair is scattered, his robe is slightly agitated, and his body is shrouded in blood-colored light, but his eyes are looking up at the blood-red sunset. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What he had seen and heard in the past few months had made Jian Qingyu deeply feel that under this same sky, the battle and battle in the cultivation realm was far more cruel than that of the mainland, and it was even more predatory!

Those ordinary mortals, in front of the monks with spells, were as fragile as ants, and thousands of ordinary mortals were easily slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

Even if he is a monk who can fly to the heavens and the earth, he is still like an ant, and he is still constantly struggling, cultivating against the sky, fighting with the sky, fighting with others, and fighting with himself!

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Seventeen days later, it was another moment when the sunset was about to set in the west, and the sword Qingyu slashed through the sky, and then swooped down and landed on a small island that was only a dozen miles away!

It's not so much an island as it is a mountain, a fairy mountain on the sea!

This island is called Luoxia Island, and it is quite famous in the entire wasteland area, and even within the jurisdiction of the Forbidden Demon Island.

Legend has it that Luoxia Island was once a huge island, the whole island is full of mountain peaks, the island is full of heaven and earth aura, and there was once a master of cultivating immortals "Luoxia Zhenjun" here to enlighten for thousands of years, and ascend to the catastrophe.

Since then, the aura of the heaven and earth of Luoxia Island has become more and more intense, and it is respectfully called "Luoxia Immortal Mountain", and it is occupied by a master of scattered immortals, and he has established a sect and became famous for a while.

Thousands of years later, the treasures left by Luoxia Zhenjun before his ascension were born, attracting masters from all sides, and the earth-shattering battle directly caused Luoxia Island to fall apart, and the only remaining main peak Luoxia Peak was also suppressed by the Sea Clan's scattered demons, and most of them were submerged into the Hanhai, leaving only Luoxia Island in a radius of more than ten miles.

In the battle of Luoxia Immortal Mountain, the aura of heaven and earth on this island collapsed and became an ordinary island, so few people cared about it, but this Luoxia Island did not fall silent, but spread the name of "Luoxia Beauty"!

When the sun sets in the evening, the sea water laps against the coastal cliffs, and the water splashes and flutters, reflecting the glow of the sun, as long as you stand on the top of the Luoxia Island, you can see this scene at a glance, which is beautiful.

Sword Qingyu cultivates the true Tao, the sword world, travels to the East China Sea Immortal Island, is at ease, and when I hear about such beautiful scenery, I also want to see it in my heart!

"If the angry waves hit the shore, the glow will scatter!"

Dressed in a white robe, with white hair scattered, Jian Qingyu, who stood with a sword in his hand, stood above the cliff, looking at the surging waves and couldn't help but exclaim.

Over the years, wave after wave of sea water has already made the rock wall smooth as a mirror, and the sea water has also surged along the rock wall to the top of the rock wall, flying away, reflecting the glow of the road.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the sunset, feeling the fury of the sea breeze, and listening to the sound of the angry waves, Jian Qingyu's heart gradually calmed down inexplicably.

Jian Qingyu's gaze gradually penetrated the scattered glow, through the surging angry waves, through the sea level, looked at the turbulent undercurrent, and saw the slowly flowing seawater.

"Above the sea, the waves are monstrous, in the sea, the sea flows, the water is the meaning, the waves are the shape, and the waves move with the water......"

Jian Qingyu muttered in his heart, but his thoughts became clearer and clearer, and before he knew it, he had already pulled out the Skyfall Divine Sword behind him, and a sword sword or slashed or stabbed, or picked or pointed, and practiced one after another.

Jian Qingyu has been practicing swords since he was a child, proficient in hundreds of swordsmanship, and has excellent talent, but as his swordsmanship continues to improve, what he has learned in the past is no longer enough to exert the power of his swordsmanship.

However, "Vientiane Wind and Thunder Sword" is passed down by Bihai Sword Venerable, too profound, the "Heavenly Thunder Finger" of the Sword Realm, he has not learned it so far, but it is the previous six moves, with each improvement of the swordsmanship realm, there will be a new understanding, and the power is also increasing.

Among the three moves of "Shocking Wind", "Waves" and "Heavenly Thunder Solution", "Shocking Wind" is only a relatively rough sword move in the sword situation, and "Waves" is a semi-finished sword move that is almost going astray.

Over the years, Jian Qingyu has often thought about how to correct and improve the "waves", this time watching the beautiful scenery of the sunset, but he has an epiphany about the power of the five elements of water.

"The water is soft, even if it is like a wave, endless, it is difficult to match the fierce 'heavenly thunder solution', such as the wave crashing against the rock wall, so that the soft power, destroying the surface and the inside ......"

Jian Qingyu was faintly excited in his heart, and this epiphany, he seemed to have truly peeked into the essence of the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, and touched the way of water.

Immersed in an epiphany, in the blink of an eye, it was already dawn.

In the distance, two streamers of light streaked across the sky, one after the other.

"Ji Yao, this sea is vast, you can't escape, or just grab it!"

There was a loud laugh behind her, making the bewitching woman in the pink skirt flying in front of her paler and paler.

Clenched her teeth, the bewitching woman Ji Yao showed a fierce look on her face, her left hand was hugging, and a water-blue crystal jade qin appeared in her arms, and she turned around suddenly, plucked the strings with her right hand, and a blue light flew like a sharp blade towards the black-robed young man who was chasing after him.

The black-robed young man seemed to have been on guard, and with a wave of his right hand, hundreds of silver needles glowing with faint green light flew out, instantly passing through the blue light and submerging into Ji Yao's body.

Ji Yao snorted, and a thick black aura appeared on his face, spreading towards his Mud Pill Palace.

"Flying Needle!"

Ji Yao's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly used his strength to suppress it, and the aqua blue light that hit the black-robed young man also collapsed in an instant.

The black-robed young man smiled coldly, slapped out his left hand, and a palm condensed by black mist slapped on Ji Yao's shoulder, throwing it away!

Ji Yao, who had suppressed the toxicity in time, was instantly slapped by this palm and his spiritual power collapsed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body weakly threw away towards Luoxia Island below!

On Luoxia Island, Jian Qingyu stood with his sword closed, exuding a fierce and domineering sword intent all over his body.

At this moment, Ji Yao fell weakly and hit Jian Qingyu's body.

Jian Qingyu, who was having an epiphany, was suddenly awakened, almost as a conditioned reflex, and caught Ji Yao, but the huge impact was too late to deal with it, and directly hit Jian Qingyu against the mountain wall.

With such a terrifying impact, even if it was such a powerful body as Jian Qingyu now, he couldn't help but feel a sweet throat, but Ji Yao did not suffer any backlash.

"Oh?

The black-robed young man also flew in front of Jian Qingyu, looking at Jian Qingyu with some surprise, a sneer appeared on his thin face, and he said softly: "Your body seems to be quite strong, are you a demon cultivator?"

Jian Qingyu looked at Ji Yao, whose face was slightly darkened in his arms, frowned slightly, and hurriedly punched a Shura power into his body to help him suppress the toxin, and then leaned it against the mountain wall and put it on the ground, raised his eyes again to look at the black-robed young man, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Is the identity of this son qualified to ask?"

The black-robed young man sneered, spread the folding fan in his right hand, fanned it slowly, and said lightly: "Since you bumped into this incident today, you can only blame your fate!"

As soon as the words fell, the aura around the black-robed young man instantly rose, and the folding fan in his right hand had already slammed into it, and hundreds of silver needles glowing with faint green light suddenly flew towards Jian Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu's eyes froze, this black-robed young man not only had the cultivation of the peak of the Immortal Realm, but also was extremely cunning, this sudden attack at such a close range, I am afraid that even the master of the Mixed Yuan Realm would have to suffer.

Although Jian Qingyu is not a master of the Mixed Yuan Realm, he is more powerful than the master of the Mixed Yuan Realm.

The hundreds of silver needles glowing with a faint green light had already risen from their bodies with a fierce and domineering sword intent, and thousands of sword qi were released, and all those hundreds of silver needles were scattered in an instant.

"Sword Cultivation!"

The black-robed young man's face changed slightly, and his body couldn't help but retreat.

In the face of sword cultivation, there is no doubt that the melee battle will be defeated, but it will open up the distance and be able to take the advantage.

The black-robed young man was obviously extremely experienced in fighting, and as soon as he found out that Jian Qingyu was a sword cultivator, he immediately flew back into the sky, and the black folding fan in his hand also waved.