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"Boom~~~~~!"

The silver spear is bright, the sword light is sharp and magnificent, constantly hitting the bombardment, the cyan figure and the white figure are staggered, constantly fighting each other, the killing intent is permeated, the speed is getting faster and faster, and gradually it is like two blue and white lightning, constantly colliding.

"Boom!"

Another violent collision, a huge energy impact swept through, the mountains and forests trembled, the rocks pierced through the air, and the stones the size of the grinding disc were constantly crushed and flying, and then exploded in mid-air, turning into gravel powder, and the smoke and dust dispersed all over the sky.

With a shocking bang, the two intertwined lightning bolts suddenly separated, Qingchen and the white-clothed war spirit looked at each other, facing each other from afar, their eyes were cold, and the killing intent that soared into the sky emanated.

"Outsider, your strength is really beyond my expectations, but that's the end of it, killing you, my absolute strength has increased greatly, and I have become the most powerful war spirit in this Qingshen Mountain. ”

The white-clothed war spirit was excited, his eyes were shining, the silver spear in his hand was round, the light was dazzling, and the gun's intent stirred up the wind and clouds, and a shot came out, as if a terrible primeval silver dragon woke up from the hole, turning over the river and the sea, the momentum was monstrous, and the incomparably terrifying aura was rising, roaring in the mountains and forests.

"If you want to kill the poor Dao, it also depends on whether you have the ability, but you are an unlucky ghost who fell here, and you dare to say that it is too early for the deer to die, kill!"

Qingchen's voice was cold, holding the Qingmeng Divine Sword and the Chishui Divine Sword, and the white-clothed war spirit was-for-tat, without showing weakness, the Chishui Divine Sword performed the four-pole swordsmanship, and the Qingmeng Divine Sword slashed out the sword intent of silence, the sword light was endless, the earth, wind, water and fire were surging, and a magnificent sword intent that made everything wither and the people were silent burst out, covering this area.

"Boom~~~!"

The silver spear and the divine sword slammed together, as if the heavens and the earth collapsed, the earth shook, and the unusually solid ground of the god's burial place was torn apart, revealing a huge and deep opening, like scattered cobwebs, dense and full of holes.

"Guns sweep the world, and the sky is broken!"

Unable to take Qingchen for a long time, the white-clothed war spirit became more and more impetuous, the crimson divine pattern on the center of the eyebrows became more and more dazzling, an obscure divine pattern mark emerged, clearly visible, a violent force burst out from the center of the eyebrows, the white-clothed war spirit shot, a shot pierced the void, the air burst open, the roar was endless, and the entire space seemed to be distorted, time and space were confused, and the universe was reversed.

"Kill!"

Qingchen's face was solemn, in the face of the mortal blow of the white-clothed war spirit, he didn't dare to be careless, the two divine swords in his hand were blazing, the sword intent of the extreme yin and the sword intent of silence burst out, intertwined with each other, and the power rose sharply, the true intent of the sword path blessed the sword intent, the avenue of water mobilized and increased the extremely cold sword intent, and the power of the world surrounded all the time, Qingchen was full of firepower, and the two swords slashed, with an unrivaled terrifying momentum and the fierce attack of the white-clothed war spirit collided together.

"Poof~~~!"

An undetectable sword filament quietly passed through the exploding energy circle through the huge bombardment, as fast as lightning, in the blink of an eye, there was no time for the white-clothed war spirit to react, and it quickly pierced through the crimson mark on the center of his eyebrows, and a touch of red was rendered at the center of the white-clothed war spirit's eyebrows, and a drop of vermilion blood with a trace of silver light quickly sank into Qingchen's eyebrows and disappeared.

"Ahem~~~!"

Qingchen's footsteps staggered backwards and rolled a hundred feet, coughing up a mouthful of reverse blood, and dripping blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Although the Tianjiao War Spirit is powerful, its strength is the same as that before its death, and even because of the development of the God's burial place, its strength may be a little stronger than when it was alive, but it also has a fatal weakness, and the Divine Pattern Mark in the center of the eyebrows is both the source of the war spirit's energy and its fatal weakness.

The strength of the white-clothed war spirit is on par with Qingchen, strictly speaking, it is even a few points stronger than Qingchen, although he was killed by Qingchen in the fight, but Qingchen was also injured a lot.

The three light divine water in the body surged, constantly repairing the injuries in the body, but after half a cup of tea, Qingchen's injuries were mostly healed, and he got up and put away the silver spear that fell to the ground, Qingchen rushed in one direction and left here quickly.

Galloping all the way, Qingchen silently recovered from the injuries in his body, striving to make himself recover from his injuries before the next battle, and his strength could be brought into full play.

While parting part of his mind, he secretly observed the scarlet blood droplets that shimmered silver into the sea of divine souls. After the death of each war spirit, a drop of blood containing his own Dao essence will be left behind, which contains Tianjiao's comprehension and inheritance of the Tao before his death, and it is also the opportunity for monks in the place of divine burial, as long as the war spirit is killed, it can be obtained.

The blood beads in Qingchen's Divine Soul Sea were left behind by the white-clothed war spirit who used the silver spear after his death, and it contained all his comprehension of the Dao.

The soul is submerged in the blood bead, and the incarnation of the divine soul sitting on the twelve-grade creation blue lotus silently understands the Tao rules in the blood bead, this white-clothed war spirit mainly participated in the Qiankun Avenue before his death, and also understood a golden avenue, and there is also a white-clothed war spirit on the use of power and marksmanship to understand the summary.

Although none of them coincide with Qingchen's enlightenment, it also has a lot of inspiration and reference for Qingchen, and this kind of Tianjiao's Tao also helps Qingchen to reflect on himself from his path and make up for his own shortcomings.

The skills of that marksmanship and the use of strength, for Qingchen, are currently able to absorb the essence of it, quickly improve his combat power in a short period of time, increase his strength, and have a greater chance of surviving in Tianjiao Cemetery.

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Qingshen Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and it will take two or three days to complete it at the speed of Qingchen, but although Qingshen Mountain can only be regarded as average in the Tianjiao Cemetery, there are also many powerful beasts entrenched, and there are even some powerful Tianjiao who have fallen and turned into the war spirit of Qingshen Mountain.

Qingchen and the white-clothed war spirit didn't fight for long, and they began to be attacked by various evil beasts along the way, some individually, some in groups, and even encountered some Tianjiao war spirits.

A few days ago, it was the most tragic time since Qingchen came to Qingshen Mountain, he was surrounded by dozens of evil beasts, and there were two war spirits next to him who were a few rays stronger than the white-clothed war spirits.

In that battle, Qingchen fought fiercely, fought bloodily, the two divine swords in his hands were waved non-stop, and his strength was vividly exerted, but his two fists were invincible to four hands, Qingchen was seriously injured, and one arm was almost cut off by a Tianjiao war spirit, and his mana was exhausted, and he almost died there.

At the last critical moment, Qingchen still relied on the unparalleled defense of the Twelve Grades of Creation Qinglian and the inexhaustible consumption of the world power of the small world to break out of the encirclement, escaped with his life, and hid in a hidden cave to silently recover from his injuries.

However, Qingchen's escape didn't matter, it directly made the entire Qingshen Mountain explode, this was Qingchen's first defeat here, he did not cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and completely exposed himself to this area.

Qingshen Mountain has not been set foot by outsiders for a long time, the news of Qingchen's arrival made this area suddenly lively, groups of evil beasts out of the lair, patrolling in the mountains, killing intent is pervasive, the Tianjiao war spirits in the mountains are even more gearing up, to fight with Qingchen, compete with each other, and then kill Qingchen, deprive Qingchen of the power to take it for himself, looking for Qingchen everywhere in Qingshen Mountain.

At this time, Qingchen reined in his breath, hid in the cave, silently recovering from his injuries, and at the same time thinking about the gains and losses of the battle a few days ago, the divine soul incarnation continued to simulate the sword in the sea of divine souls, find out his own flaws, deduce the changes in the way of the sword, and constantly improve and supplement, as much as possible to make his own sword path perfect, the power of the sword magic power increased a few points, he understood that once he went out, he would definitely attack the entire Qingshen Mountain in front of him, so he must be prepared.

Time passes......

Half a month later, Qingchen's injuries were all recovered, and his own sword path also increased somewhat, which was the result of his continuous fierce battles after coming to Qingshen Mountain, after adjusting his state to the peak, Qingchen took the initiative to appear, revealing his location, and suddenly the entire Qingshen Mountain was surging, and a large number of evil beasts and Tianjiao war spirits rushed towards Qingchen.

"Whew~~~!"

The mountain wind is howling, Qingchen is standing on a boulder 10,000 feet high, his robe is hunting, the momentum is like a rainbow, the Qingmeng sword in his hand is waving non-stop, and his body is shuttling in the first group of evil beasts, and the water technique is running, turning into a water stream, constantly avoiding the attacks of the evil beasts.

"Four-pole swordsmanship!"

"Da Luo Burning Sky Sword!"

"The Three Tricks of Water!"

"Extremely cold sword intent!"

"Extinguish the Sword Intent!"

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Every time Qingchen swung out his sword, blood was sprinkled, scales and feathers flew, and there were constantly roars and howls of evil beasts in pain, some of the weak evil beasts died under Qingchen's sword, and some attacked Qingchen more and more frantically, leaving scars on Qingchen's body.

"Sonorous~~!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the Qingmeng Divine Sword in Qingchen's hand danced, knocking the burst of cyan light away, and his body retreated to a relatively safe area, staring sharply at the three figures that appeared not far away, which were the three Tianjiao battle spirits who were the first to rush here, two of which were the two who had intercepted and killed Qingchen in the first place.

As the saying goes, the enemy's eyes are red when they meet, and the rich killing intent in Qingchen's eyes is about to erupt, and the Qingmeng Divine Sword in his hand is pointed directly in the direction of the three Tianjiao war spirits, and the battle intent rushes to the top of the sky, and the dark color of disdain on his face is not disguised.

"You... His defeated generals let you escape that day, and today they will kill you, depriving you of all your strength. ”

One of the Tianjiao war spirits dressed in green clothes looked at Qingchen with an arrogant appearance not far away, and was furious, the few blue lights just now were hit by him, the battle that day, Qingchen tried his best, although he was seriously injured, but which beasts besieged him did not get a good deal, and Qingchen desperately beheaded seven or eight heads, and the two besieging Tianjiao war spirits were also cut by Qingchen, among which the sword that slashed at the Qingyi Tianjiao war spirit directly made him suffer a lot of injuries.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

Qingchen's face was unruly, his tone was indescribably arrogant, the sword light on the Qingmeng Divine Sword was magnificent, and the sword intent of silence was swept away, filling this mountain forest, and the invisible sword light cut through the void, making the faces of the three Tianjiao War Spirits astringent and painful.

"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!"

The Tianjiao battle spirit in green clothes was furious, his face was hideous, his fingers waved again and again, the streamer flickered, and several blue lights rushed towards Qingchen, which were palm-sized divine needles.

Qingchen also did not show weakness, the sword light of the Qingmeng Divine Sword soared, the power of the entire small world was blessed, and the true intent of the sword path increased to extinguish the sword intent, and killed the Qingyi Tianjiao battle spirit.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

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The sword light and the blue light collided, and the entire Qingshen Mountain was shaking slightly, and Qingchen and Qingyi Tianjiao Battle Spirit all tried their best, and each blow was quite powerful, wanting to kill the other party.

The other two Tianjiao War Spirits were not in a hurry to make a move, I don't know if they were quite confident in the strength of the Tsing Yi Tianjiao War Spirit, or if they wanted to measure Qingchen's strength through the Tsing Yi War Spirit, or both.

Even another Tianjiao war spirit with black and red pupils who had participated in the siege of Qingchen was also unpredictable about Qingchen's strength, even if he had a short fight at the beginning, he was seriously injured by Qingchen, and he was not very sure.

He always felt a sense of threat from Qingchen, which was enough to threaten his life, this was the unique ability of his clan during his lifetime, even if he turned into a Tianjiao war spirit after death, this ability did not disappear, but was strengthened by the power of the law, and the ability was more accurate and powerful.

The newly emerged war spirit was wrapped tightly in black, and his momentum was majestic and deep, and his strength was obviously stronger than the other two Tianjiao war spirits.

At this time, his eyes flashed with essence, his eyes did not blink, staring closely at the fighting Qingchen and Qingyi Tianjiao Battle Spirit, and more concerned about Qingchen who kept shooting, every time Qingchen used a swordsmanship magic power, his eyes lit up, and the battle spirit also rose little by little.

"Hey, fellow Black Rock, you're..."

The Tianjiao Battle Spirit with red and black eyes next to him felt the battle intent gradually rising on the black-clothed Tianjiao Battle Spirit, and was full of surprise.

The strength of the black-clothed Tianjiao Battle Spirit in front of him is much stronger than that of him and the Tsing Yi Tianjiao Battle Spirit, and the strength is comparable to that of a monk in the Daluo Daoguo Dacheng realm, and it is rumored that he has personally killed a strong man in the Daluo Daoguo Dacheng realm, and his strength is enough to rank in the top three among the Tianjiao battle spirits in the area of Qingshen Mountain.

"I've been trapped here for an endless number of years, and now I finally wait for a powerful monk who has cultivated the way of the sword, so I naturally have to fight hard. The black-clothed Tianjiao Battle Spirit was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and said to the Tsing Yi Tianjiao Battle Spirit who was fighting with Qingchen in front of him: "You come down first, and I will deal with this person." ”

"Okay!" Although the Tsing Yi Tianjiao Battle Spirit wanted to kill Qingchen, he didn't dare to disobey the words of the Black Tianjiao Battle Spirit, so he could only strike another blow with Qingchen, and then the force of the counterattack quickly retreated.

Qingchen looked at the black-clothed war spirit slowly walking towards him, his pupils shrank, he clenched the Qingmeng Divine Sword in his hand, his face was solemn, he felt a strong pressure and a sword intent ready to attack from the black-clothed war spirit, this is a Tianjiao battle spirit who is good at swordsmanship, and his strength is unfathomable.