Yuanwei Island, in the secret room, Jian Qingyu sat cross-legged and silent, his body was shrouded in blood-colored light, and the light flowed, like a blood-colored light mask, exuding a domineering aura. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a while, the light did not enter his body, his breath was restrained, and Jian Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, two golden rays of light flashed away, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

This time, "Shura Gong", "Xiu Shen Lu" and swordsmanship broke through one after another, and in the sacrifice tower of the Yong Immortal Mansion, he did not have time to stabilize the realm, and this retreat was half a year.

Today's sword green jade, the breath is obviously deeper and more obscure, the eyes are like stars, bright and bright, wearing a snow-white robe, long hair is scattered, white hair is fluttering, and he gestures, like a Taoist immortal.

Holding the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword, he slowly walked out of the secret room, looking into the distance, the morning sun had already appeared above the sea level, and the darkness between heaven and earth was swept away.

Taking a deep breath of this cool and familiar air, Jian Qingyu's eyes condensed slightly, and with a sword finger in his right hand, the Skyfall Divine Sword emitted a crisp sword groan, flying out of the scabbard, and in the faint blood-colored light, there was a fierce and domineering sword intent.

Jian Qingyu's body shape was not slow, just when the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword flew out, he had already lightly touched the ground, his body jumped several feet, and landed on the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword, the breath of the whole person seemed to be fused with the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword, and a faint blood-colored light was shrouded around his body.

The Skyfall Divine Sword flew through the air, and in a breath, it had already flown out of the sky above Yuanwei Island, and after a while, the wind howled, and the figure of Sword Qingyu had disappeared on the sea level to the west of Yuanwei Island.

Yuxing Island, which is also an island located in the Wufeng Sea, although the geographical location is not as remote as Yuanwei Island, this island is a real mortal island.

In terms of area, Yuxing Island is only the size of Yuanwei Island, and its population is far less than that of Yuanwei Island.

But what really makes this small island with a good location so ordinary is the aura of heaven and earth on the island that is so thin that people don't want to stay for a moment.

In the cultivation realm, it is the spiritual root that determines whether an ordinary mortal can become a cultivator who cultivates the true path and has boundless mana, while it is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that determines whether a monk can cultivate and improve the way against the heavens.

In the cultivation realm, there are seven spiritual roots, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are the five ordinary spiritual roots, and with one of these five spiritual roots, you can cast a spiritual knot pill and become a monk.

In addition, there are two kinds of spiritual roots, wind spirit roots and thunder spirit roots, which are called heavenly spirit roots, and people with such spiritual roots are all extremely talented people and are highly valued by the sect.

The aura of heaven and earth in the cultivation realm is extremely strong, and for countless years, there have been many masters, and countless people have risen to immortals, even if they are monks with heavenly spirit roots, there are also very many.

But in most places, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is lacking, chaotic or depleted...... There are different situations, and Yuxing Island is one of them.

The person with the spiritual root is the only one in a hundred, this kind of place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, not only is there no hope for cultivation, but the probability of the people on the island having a spiritual root is extremely low.

Yuxing Island is an ordinary island that has never been an ordinary monk with a spiritual root.

However, the aura of heaven and earth in the cultivation realm is far richer than that of the mainland as a whole, and in this environment, most of the ordinary people on the island also have extremely strong powerlessness, and there are naturally not a few innate masters!

In the sky, dark clouds were shrouded, the night was dark, and even the stars and the crescent-like moon were completely obscured.

In an ordinary village on the edge of the island of Yuxing Island, the whole village is extremely quiet, and there is not even the sound of insects, but around the village, the grass and trees are shaking, and there seems to be a lot of movement.

At this moment, in the grass in front of the gate of the village, there were three innate masters with a group of acquired martial artists, who quietly approached the gate of the village under the cover of the dim night.

On the building above the gate of the village, two sturdy young men each held a spear in their arms and sat next to two pillars.

"Huzi, you stare at it for a while, I'll take a nap!"

The thin young man yawned again and again, and said.

"Okay! Brother Haizi!"

Another sturdy, honest-looking young man nodded repeatedly.

"Thanks!"

The skinny young man smiled and nodded, then closed his eyes.

The stout young man smiled innocently, then turned his head and continued to look at the dark sea level in the distance.

The emaciated young man seemed to be very sleepy indeed, and in just a few moments his slight snoring sounded.

The stout young man slowly withdrew his gaze from the sea level, turned his head to look at the thin young man who had fallen asleep, smiled, and turned his head to sweep his gaze towards the mountains and forests in front of the village gate.

"Huh?"

When the sturdy young man saw this, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he faintly felt that there was movement in front of him, so he stood up abruptly and shouted, "What ......?"

However, as soon as the stout young man stood up and shouted loudly, a figure in front of him suddenly jumped up and appeared in front of him, but then, a sword light flashed, and his voice stopped abruptly, his mind became confused, and his body softened weakly.

The stout young man died, and the spear he was holding in his arms also fell, but it was smashed right at the thin young man who was sleeping.

However, instead of hitting the emaciated youth, the spear was grabbed by a hand that suddenly appeared.

Two figures appeared, and in the dark night, although they could not distinguish their faces, their gray hair and the chill in their eyes could be vaguely seen.

"Whew!"

The spear pierced through the wind and stabbed at the lanky young man who was asleep like lightning.

The thin young man snorted, his throat was pierced in an instant, blood gushed out of his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and with just one breath, his straight body collapsed.

Two slightly old figures flashed again, and then appeared behind the gate of the building, and here, there was a thinner figure, shrouded in black, as if blending into the night.

Beside him, two sturdy young men fell by the gate, and a faint smell of blood slowly came out.

The gate of the building slowly opened, and in the dim moonlight, this group of acquired warriors quickly jumped in and rushed towards all parts of the village.

"There are enemies!"

"They're rushing in!"

"Everyone, hurry up!"

......

Angry shouts rang out one after another, torches were thrown to all parts of the village, and figures flew around the village.

Due to the three innate masters, it only took a few breaths to make a move, and the quiet and dim night was broken by the sound of fighting, illuminated by the firelight, and shrouded in a tragic fog!

A large number of villagers barely had time to react, and they were beheaded by a group of acquired warriors who rushed into the village.

"Who are you?"

An old man's angry shout sounded, and a sturdy old man with a naked upper body, an old face, and a spear in his hand rushed out.

Looking at the clansmen who had already suffered heavy casualties in the blink of an eye, the sturdy old man was so angry that his eyes were about to split, his figure flashed, and the spear in his hand shook, and he drew towards the acquired warriors who were slaughtering all over the village.

I saw that his spears were struck one after another, and one after another the acquired martial artists were swept away.

"The escort team will follow me to meet the enemy, and the others will quickly extinguish the fire and save people!"

A loud and rich voice also echoed in the village, and a sturdy middle-aged man with a beard also rushed out, shouted angrily, and also rushed towards the acquired martial artist who was killing like crazy.

Immediately after, a sturdy young man with a spear in his hand roared, and quickly rushed towards the acquired warriors all over the village!

"Hahaha! Lian Lei Yue, today you will die even in your family!"

An old voice sounded, and a black figure flashed, and it appeared in front of the strong old man, the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting apricots, stabbing at the strong old man from an extremely tricky angle.

"Drink!"

The stout old man's eyes froze, and he let out a low shout, and the spear sank towards the head of the black figure.

One inch long and one inch strong, although this sturdy old man even Lei Yue was a late shot, his spear was a long weapon, and the black figure had not yet stabbed him, so he was afraid that he would smash his head with one shot.

The black figure also changed his complexion slightly, his body turned over, narrowly avoided the spear, flashed to the side, and stood still.

"Fei Lin, you and I have been fighting for a hundred years, even if you turn to ashes, I know you, why hide your head and tail and hide it!"

Even Lei Yue's beard was open, he snorted coldly, stomped the spear in his hand on the ground, and looked at the black-clothed figure with sharp eyes.

"Hey, I didn't mean to hide it from you!"

The black-clothed figure took off his mask and looked at Lian Leiyue with a sneer: "Today, you will die in Lian Jiazhai!"

"It's up to you to pay for the family?"

The sturdy middle-aged man also rushed to Lian Lei Yue's side, his eyes were round, glaring at Fei Lin angrily, grabbing the right hand of the spear, and the green tendons were violent, as if it contained great power!

"These people are not from my Feijiazhuang!"

Fei Lin sneered and said loudly: "Second Elder Feiyu, if you don't make a move, your Jingyueshan's losses will be even greater!"