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With all his strength, the sword qi almost covered the sky and the sun, blocking all the dead corners of the cultivator, and the distance between the two sides was too close, and he couldn't slip away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A sword is free, bombarding wildly, and it is dark and refreshing.

The cultivator shook his hand and shot out several formations, and a formation was arranged in an instant.

The power of heaven and earth suddenly condensed, and the sword qi stagnated for a moment.

Taking advantage of this moment, the cultivator turned into a streamer and flew out of the range of the sword qi, and an umbrella-shaped magic weapon hung high above his head, releasing a hazy light to protect him.

"Boom!"

The cultivator shouted violently, and the array exploded, and the force of the explosion was under his control, and he rushed towards the face door of a sword.

A sword casts the skill of the sword to dodge the explosion.

"It's worthy of being a cultivator of the Law Refining Realm, it's time to use your true skills! If you drag it out any longer, it won't attract the ...... of others."

A sword laughed, flew into the sky, condescendingly, and with a movement of his heart, the "might" suddenly came out and rushed straight to the opposite side.

"Coming to power", the cultivator was seized by great fear, his movements suddenly stopped, his mind fell into the quagmire, and he couldn't turn anymore.

Although the cultivator's Taoism is strong, he is not in the realm of divine powers, his bloodline is not awakened, he can't resist it at all, and he is limited by the "might" of a sword.

"Buzz ......"

The cultivator's eyes trembled rapidly in his sockets, and various defensive formations in the sea of consciousness were activated to resist the "might" of a sword.

Then I felt that my limbs were cold, my dantian was broken, and a sharp sword qi swept through my body.

A sword cut off the cultivator's limbs, broke his dantian, and imprisoned his whole body mana, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and withdraw the "might".

The "might" dissipated, and the cultivator's consciousness returned, and he felt a tearing pain all over his body.

The cultivator subconsciously activated his divine consciousness to probe the condition of his body, and as soon as his divine consciousness moved, the sword qi of the sea of consciousness hummed, and his head almost cracked in pain.

After sweeping the afterglow, he found that his hands and feet were broken, the sword qi of the wound was lingering, his mana and knowledge of the sea were sealed, and his injuries could not be recovered.

"Ah...... You, you, you, you, you've awakened your supernatural powers......"

The cultivators were shocked and frightened.

Awakened cultivators, the power of the bloodline is at least the juvenile realm, compared to the cultivators who have not awakened, it is tantamount to the gap between steel knives and wood chips, and it is not enough to describe it with "destroying and withering".

Even in the six major sects where genius cultivators gathered, the number of awakened cultivators in front of the Divine Power Realm was extremely rare, and all of them were well-known existences, why had this person in front of him never heard of it?

Yijian said with a smile: "Don't struggle, your dantian is broken, your whole body strength is sealed by me, and Zhihai can't move, and you can't recover from your injuries."

Look at your mana, you are a sect reverence, right? For the sake of our six major sects, spare your life and be honest with me!"

The cultivator said fiercely, "Wrap around me?" hahaha...... We all have the elder's spell on our bodies, if we die, the elder will know for the first time, you are afraid of the revenge of the elder of my sect!"

A sword waved his hand and sealed his mouth: "Say whatever you want." You're from Jingzong's advance team, right? You haven't awakened, your strength is ordinary, and you're at the bottom of the advance team, right?

An existence like you, even if you die, it is estimated that the elders will not bother to take care of it!...... I shut your mouth, you can't say it even if you want to!"

The cultivator looked at a sword with resentment, awakened in front of the Divine Power Realm, it was an existence of tens of thousands of people, although he did not awaken, but it was not as unbearable as a sword said!

A sword let out a sigh of relief, secretly refreshing.

On the road to heaven, he has gained great power, but his own strength is the bottom of the road to heaven, and he is cautious and does not dare to make a move.

On the road out of heaven, I was careful everywhere, I didn't dare to use all my strength, and I was very aggrieved.

Until now, I have used all my strength heartily, and my whole body is refreshing.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I actually defeated a master of the Refining Realm!Hahaha......"

Yijian smiled, carried the cultivator, and returned to the pit.

Ryutsugu and Hei Ning also ended the fight.

Although the strength of the four people on the opposite side is strong, they have not awakened, to put it mildly, if they had known their details, the three of them would not have had to work so hard.

They were not killed, they were sealed, and when a day passed, they would naturally be picked up by the elders.

Sanxiu looked at the four of them tremblingly, not knowing what the four of them were planning.

Long Ji said to Sanxiu: "What do you know about this pit?

Sanxiu said in a trembling voice: "I accidentally found something here, I wanted to call my friends over, but I was caught by the four of them, and I haven't had time to go down and see it myself!"

Long Ji's spiritual sense opened, discerning the authenticity of Sanxiu's words, and found that he was not lying.

"Got it, you're not lying, it's good!"

"Wei" took Sanxiu in his hand, and then with a wave of his hand, he cut off his limbs and sealed his whole body.

Long Ji collected the power, ignoring Sanxiu's distorted face in pain, and said indifferently: "I can't let you go, I believe you can understand me, cut off your limbs, and seal your mana, also just in case." Don't resent us, you have to thank me for not killing, understand?"

Sanxiu trembled in pain, but nodded again and again.

Ryuji controlled the power of the earth and buried the five of them deep in the ground, firstly to prevent them from escaping, and secondly, to prevent them from being eaten by wild beasts.

Even a cultivator of the Qi Refining Realm, even if he seals all his power, he can't die if he is buried alive for a day or two, let alone five cultivators of the Refining Realm.

Long Ji said: "Okay, let's hurry up!"

Long Ji walked in front and walked towards the pit.

Entering the pit, the four of them quickly turned around.

It can be seen that the cave is a low-level village.

Outside the village, ordinary houses, warehouses, school yards and the like, in the innermost part of the village, there is a temple, the specifications of the temple are not very high, and it is estimated that it is the level of "uncle".

The so-called "Uncle" is the existence of the highest level of "Divine Soldier", and there are also "Shi Chang" and "Wu Chang" under "Uncle", which is the name of the army in the mythological era, and the empire is currently using such a title.

These things can be learned in the six major sects, and they are the basic knowledge of the mythological era.

Hei Ning sighed, "It turned out to be just an uncle's temple...... Uncle...... We're not even 'gods', we're busy for nothing...... The level of this village is too low, isn't it, an uncle is worth cultivating a temple for him?"

Since the "divine soldiers" are called "soldiers", they are responsible for guarding one side, what "cannon fodder" and "substitute ghosts" are all talking about them, in the mythical era when the gods shine, they are also a "passer-by".

The construction of a "temple" for such an existence can only show that the "uncle" has done a lot for the villagers and is very loved by the villagers.

According to the rules of the mythological era, even a "Wu Chang" is qualified to build a temple, and there are relative specifications, but very few of them are built.

Yijian said: "Forget it, forget it, it's all here, let's go in and have a look, such a 'good person', maybe we won't be left with anything!"

The four of them were helpless, and they didn't want to go home empty-handed, so they walked in.

Long Jiyi waved his hand, condensed a pale cyan palm out of thin air, and pushed open the door of the temple.

The wind swept in and swept through the temple.

Long Ji said: "There is no abnormality, we can go in!"

"Huh?"

As soon as they entered the temple, everyone was surprised to find that the specifications of the interior layout of the palace were very high, not like what the "uncle" could have, and it was straight up to the specifications of the "general"!

It's just that the interior of the palace seems to have been ravaged by something, and it is somewhat dilapidated.

"General", also known as "quasi-god", is only one step away from "god", and is the highest level under God.

Hei Ning was surprised: "What's the situation? It's just an uncle, it's just a temple, what's the ...... inside?" That's weird, isn't it...... And it's a little broken, so who has done it here?"

The strangeness of the temple made everyone look forward to it, maybe there was something good left here!

Everyone searched around, and the divine sense swept every inch of the temple, and even opened the spiritual sense, but they did not find the slightest strange place.

Long Ji found that the temple was extremely hard, and he tried his best to exert the realm, but he couldn't leave a trace.

Such a hard palace, but scars everywhere, I really don't know who left it.

When he was disheartened, Yijian noticed that there seemed to be some handwriting engraved under the throne of the temple, and hurriedly shouted: "Eh! I found something, come here!"

The three of them hurriedly came over.

"Your divine consciousness looks at the bottom of the throne, it seems that something is engraved!"

Long Ji felt that it was inconvenient for the divine sense to watch, and he was also worried about missing something, so he simply reversed the divine seat.

Unexpectedly, the Divine Throne was easily reversed.

There is not much handwriting engraved under the throne, and many places, as everyone found last time, have been deliberately erased, so they stumble and the words do not reach the meaning.

Yijian said, "...... I have no complaint about driving me down the sacred mountain, depriving me of the title of god, and demolishing my temple...... Oneiroi-sama...... I just want to be with my family...... Differences are difficult to reconcile...... Fight...... God will ...... Now I'm the only one left...... They didn't give up, they often came to me and forced me to do ......"

Yijian scratched his head and looked at everyone: "Do you understand anything? Why are so many things crossed out?"

Hei Ning said: "Intermittently, barely sorted out two points, first: he is really a god general, but he was expelled by the god mountain." Second: It seems that someone can't get along with him and forces him to do something!"

Long Ji frowned and thought: "What Hei Ning said, what I want to say, there are too many things crossed, and I can't see anything at all." Can you try to guess, as a god general, why did he mess up so badly?"

Yijian said: "Do you still need to ask?' They don't give up, they often come to me and force me to do it', it is enough to show that God will be framed by his colleagues, and then he will fight back!"

He said, 'I just want to be with my family', tsk, I demolished the temple of the god general, and only gave it to an uncle's temple, I can't stand it if I change it!"

In the heart of a sword, the story of a tragic general who had the intention to live in seclusion with his family but was framed by a group of colleagues without conscience slowly took shape.

Hei Ning agreed: "What Senior Brother Yijian said is that the Star Sect has quoted scriptures before, and there have been countless such jokes, you see, this temple is damaged, obviously caused by fighting, and his colleagues are not dead!"

Long Ji looked left and right, couldn't see anything, and sighed: "What you said makes sense! Forget it, there is no benefit, let's go!"

The crowd turned and left.

Long Ji took a few steps, thought about it, and turned around to put the divine seat away.

"You can't come for nothing!"

In Long Ji's heart, he vaguely felt that things were not as simple as the two said. (To be continued.) )