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At this moment, there was a roar in his mind, his breath was confused, and the beam of light immediately fluctuated, and at this moment, the crystals that were condensed suddenly showed signs of melting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo|(800) This person scolded secretly, pinched the trick at full speed, and pointed again, and then slowly returned to the crystal. And this crystal thing that he condensed is immortal jade, which is more precious than immortal qi, once it is refined, the cultivation will be greatly improved, enough to make all the cultivation of the gods crazy!

At this moment, suddenly in the distant sky, there was a sound of breaking the sky, and I saw a lightning bolt crossing the sky, and in the midst of that lightning, a huge formation appeared.

A middle-aged scribe dressed in white, holding a paper fan, walked out of the formation. As soon as he appeared, he immediately galloped in the direction of the collapsed cave, as if he had a clear goal.

The green-shirted monk immediately noticed, he frowned, regardless of the thunderous speed of the man, he concentrated his mind and continued to refine the immortal jade. He knew that this immortal jade was different from the immortal qi, and it had to be refined with his own primordial spirit, and it could only be stored with enough primordial divine qi, but this refining, according to the strength of the cultivation, took different time.

The middle-aged scribe was extremely fast, and he noticed the abnormality in the cave from a distance, and his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Stop!" As he spoke, he pinched the trick with his left hand, and his body suddenly flashed, and his speed suddenly increased several times, and he galloped over.

The green-shirted monk turned a deaf ear, both of them cultivated the same, they were in the early stage of transforming into gods, and they didn't have the slightest fear at all, but calculated the time when the other party came here in their hearts, and concentrated on condensing.

The middle-aged scribe's divine sense saw that the green-shirted monk not only did not stop, but instead accelerated his speed and condensed, and couldn't help but roar angrily while flying: "This is what my Ethereal Sect has discovered as early as a thousand years ago, if you insist on going your own way, you will be hunted down and killed by my Ethereal Sect with all your might!"

If Lin Sen was here, he would definitely be surprised to find that this person was the middle-aged scribe who had fought against him for the purpose of perceiving the artistic conception of the world, and this person was cultivating the artistic conception of words. 800

At this time, the middle-aged scribe's voice came slowly from a distance, but the green-shirted monk still went his own way, he sneered and said: "Everything in the world, how can it be that all of them have owners, especially this Thunder Sky Realm Immortal Jade, it is an ownerless thing, you are saying this, it is ridiculous!"

He said with a flick of his right hand, the sword behind him suddenly came out of the sheath, and with a "bang" sound, it turned into a hundred-zhang giant sword, the sword light flashed, and a breath of non-existent breath in it seemed to be extremely agile to form a spirit body, and this spirit body actually screamed, making this giant sword burst out with monstrous sword qi and attacked the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe's face changed greatly, and he was extremely afraid of the flying giant sword, he could feel that it contained a sword spirit, and the power of this sword should not be underestimated.

At this moment, when the white paper fan in his right hand was opened, he bit the index finger of his left hand fiercely, and immediately wrote a few blood-colored characters in the white paper fan with blood.

"Every word!"

The middle-aged scribe pinched a little with his left hand, and his right hand swirled the paper fan quite elegantly, and then slammed it fiercely, and the moment the four blood-colored characters in the paper fan suddenly flew out, they suddenly turned into countless blood-colored beads and flew towards the giant sword.

At the same time, the giant sword suddenly swung, and a terrifying sword qi with an momentum like a rainbow rushed out in an instant, as if it was splitting the sky and the earth, falling from the sky.

Its speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on countless blood-colored beads, and in a thunderous roar, the blood-colored beads exploded one after another, immediately forming a light curtain composed of countless words.

The moment the light curtain of this text was broken by the sword light, countless words were imprinted on the sword body like runes, the giant sword suddenly trembled, and the sword spirit inside it screamed, and the sword suddenly shrank, and suddenly flew back to the cave and returned to the sheath!

The green-shirted monk's face was slightly ruddy, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat and was swallowed alive by him. This sword is one of the nine swords of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, it belongs to the top spiritual weapon, if it is against a person whose monk is lower than him, he can still swing it freely, even if it is against a monk of the same level, he only needs to control the sword spirit in the sword, and he can also kill the opponent.

But I didn't expect that the person who came seemed to be equivalent to his own cultivation, but his artistic conception was obviously higher than his own, not to mention that the sword spirit would not use the artistic conception attack, the sword just now was a simple magic weapon, and the defeat of the blow just now was completely a tactical mistake, however, the current situation can only be like this.

However, due to the obstruction just now, the green-shirted monk finally succeeded in condensing such a grain of immortal jade, and he was included in the Qiankun bag. Just such a grain of immortal jade is already equivalent to the sum of the spiritual power of almost several spirit veins!

This collapsed and broken cave was once the retreat place of an ancient cultivator, and in its stone room, there was a formation, the place where the immortal jade is located is this array of eyes, although this formation is now destroyed, but more or less there is still some weak effect operation, over time, it will automatically absorb some of the free immortal qi around, and after countless years of fusion to form a fairy crystal, this will be called immortal jade by later generations.

And after this place was discovered by the Ethereal Sect, it was pressed with a boulder to prevent it from being seen, and every once in a while, after the Thunder Sky Realm was opened, people would be sent here to collect immortal jade.

The reason why no prohibition is used, but simply suppressed with the things of this place, must also be concerned. But all prohibitions will have forbidden fluctuations, even if the fluctuations are weak, they will be known by the people who come, after all, people who can enter the Thunder Sky Realm are not idle people, they can naturally find clues, just need to crack it carefully, this place will be exposed.

In this way, it is better not to set up a ban, but to press it with a boulder, so that it is much safer.

The green-shirted monk was injured at the moment, his eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, and he looked at the middle-aged scribe who was galloping towards the sky, and suddenly showed a sneer. His right hand pressed on the entrance of the cave and pinched it fiercely, but when he heard the sound of clicking, suddenly, the remnants of the immortal qi condensed in this place immediately collapsed, and from then on, this place could no longer function.

Since he has offended the Ethereal Sect and taken away their immortal jade, the other party will not stop in this matter, and the green-shirted monk simply did nothing, ruined his formation, and cut off his roots, this person can be described as ruthless!

The middle-aged scribe was furious, he shouted, without saying a word, he pointed at the green-shirted monk fiercely, and countless black words suddenly rushed out of his hand, they were all the same word: "Kill!"

Countless killing words formed a monstrous murderous aura, and the intensity of this murderous aura turned into a sharp sword and fell from the sky, as if it was about to split the heavens and the earth. Performing this technique, the middle-aged man actually spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately withered, which shows that once this magic power is cast, even he himself will be injured, the more so, the more he can see the anger of the middle-aged scribe at this moment, which can be described as monstrous! >