In the land of western Shu, the mountain roads are steep.

Near the Nanban, there are more than 100,000 mountains, which are deserted on weekdays, but now the ghost plague has erupted, and even the birds and beasts are extinct, and there is a death-like silence.

Although the steep peaks are not majestic, they are like fangs intertwined, hideous and abnormal, making the whole land brew with bursts of intense murderous intent brewing.

Boom! An earth-shattering loud noise suddenly broke the tranquility of this piece of heaven and earth, and a solemn and cold sword qi ran out from behind the mountain, cutting off a dangerous peak, and the gravel turned into dust and smoke in the sword light, and the castration did not decrease in the slightest, but became more and more ferocious, like a fierce beast devouring people, but this sword had no goal, like a headless fly, rampage through this piece of heaven and earth, destroying dangerous peaks one after another. There is a river outside the mountain, meandering and flowing, the river is turbid like yellow soup, the sword light that the fangs and dangerous peaks can not stop, but there is nothing to be done in front of this winding long river, every time before the river, it is like a fallen leaf, it is gently swept away, as if the pure yang true qi has been turned into nothing.

This long river is like an insurmountable moat, imprisoning this sword light in this piece of heaven and earth.

The murky rivers are connected end to end and continue to spread.

The space was narrow, and there was a large piece of it before, but it was gradually swallowed up by the river, and it was like a lonely sandbar.

On the sandbank, a middle-aged Taoist in a moon-white robe is standing in the air, his cold eyes are a little tired and sleepy, his hair that is always combed meticulously is now a little messy, a few strands of hair fall off from the iron crown, covering the eyes, making the already tired eyes appear more and more confused, this person is the first seat of the Yangshan Xiaodongtian Discipline Academy, one of the nine immortal slashing swords in the world, and now the body has long since lost its previous sharpness, like an arrow that is about to run out, crumbling in the air, and may fall down at any time, he chased Yang Jiye in a rage, but did not expect to fall to this step today。

On that day, on the Minjiang Water Mansion, the Xuanjie Daoist slashed him with a sword, and he also had some estimation of the means he could have.

It's just that the supernatural powers are weird and difficult to prevent, and the method of escaping is superb, but the strength is not outstanding.

According to what he thought, as long as he catches up, he will inevitably be able to take his life lightly, and this is also the case, and then the two have had a hand-to-hand encounter, he has repeatedly gained the upper hand, this Yang Jiye has been defeated, and his injuries have not healed, but this person is clever, and it is very difficult to kill, he can only be entangled slowly, he is like a snake, and Yang Jiye is like a mouse that has been bitten, and he has been branded, and he can't get rid of his tracking no matter what, so he is not in a hurry or panic, so he followed him step by step to the land of Shuxi, but after a few fights, Yang Jiye's strength is gradually rising, and he even has a sense of difficulty。

But Yang Jiye's injuries have not improved, and his breath is getting weaker, so the Xuanjie Taoist did not pay attention, but only regarded it as a return to the light, and the trapped beast was still fighting.

However, Yang Jiye is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, the more he fights, the more fierce he becomes!

When he found out that something was wrong and wanted to stop, it was too late, his escape skills were not as good as one thousandth of Yang Jiye's, Yang Jiye could escape from his hands, but it did not mean that the two sides exchanged their situations, he could escape from Yang Jiye's hands, trapped here by the river of the long sword in his hand, and there was no gain from the left and right collision, the sword light flew over the river, and the pure yang vitality contained in the sword was like a pile of weathered and rotten sand, which was lightly touched by his fingertips, and suddenly collapsed, spilled into the turbid river, and lost contact with himself, like a drowning man holding a straw, and he was the dispensable straw, this feeling made him extremely uneasy。

It's like being eaten away by people little by little, but there is no way, if you give up resisting, you will definitely die, although the battle of the trapped beast still can't see any hope of survival.

In the realm of drawing hurdles and filling in the realm, the divine soul and the pure yang vitality are gradually combined, the true qi is not only more condensed, it is several times the realm of the qi xing Zhou Tian Dacheng, the cultivator's control of his own true qi has reached a nuanced point, but now it is easily defeated and plundered, but he has no way, his heart is cold, fortunately, his cultivation is profound, and he runs three** The pure yang vitality produced by Zhou Tian is rolling like a tide, and it can still withstand consumption, but he has been trapped here for two days now, and the continuous operation of Zhou Tian has made him physically and mentally exhausted.

For two days, he had no intention of attacking, and only took a difficult position.

The Xuanjie Daoist couldn't stand such torture, and even deliberately exposed his flaws, wanting to lure Yang Jiye to make a move, so as to seek an opportunity to get out of trouble, but the other party ignored it at all.

He gradually also sensed Yang Jiye's intentions, every time the Immortal Sword flew over the river, the pure Yang Yuan Qi collapsed and fell in the river, the sword was sluggish, and it was easy to seize it, but the Sword of the Cutting Immortal could return to his control safe and sound every time, re-infuse the pure Yang Yuan Qi, and then continue to break through, the pure Yang Yuan Qi in the sword was swept away again, and so on and so on, he couldn't count how much Pure Yang Yuan Qi was taken away by this person, the Pure Yang Yuan Qi in the Purple Mansion was originally full like a sea, but now it has been exhausted, only one True Qi is still struggling to maintain the operation of Zhou Tian, and then the Pure Yang Yuan Qi is derived to continue to maintain the operation of the sword, and is ruthlessly swept away by the river。

This Yang Jiye's mind is already obvious, he actually treats him as a hen that lays eggs, and frantically squeezes the pure yang vitality from him.

Although he didn't know what Yang Jiye was using to grab this kind of pure yang vitality that was connected with the body to cut off the divine soul, when refining the pure yang great dan, the person who made the alchemy would erase the imprint left by the divine soul, otherwise he would not be able to take it at all, as long as he did not remove the divine soul brand, this Yang Jiye would kill himself, and even let his divine soul be destroyed, and he could not absorb these pure yang vitality, not like a magic weapon, and he could slowly erase the divine soul brand, but the pure yang vitality intangible substance, if you want to erase it by strong means, it is likely to dissipate between heaven and earth, and the pure yang vitality must be incorporated into the purple mansion, as long as there is a trace of distraction left, it can make the person who is forcibly devoured go mad。

Although it was difficult to guess his intentions, he understood that once he could not derive pure yang vitality in his body, he would lose the value of survival.

Like a hen that no longer lays eggs, there is a chance that ** will die under the butcher's knife, in order to live, he gritted his teeth and persevered, waiting for rescue, although this possibility is very small, he was trying to save face, controlled the situation, did not report his whereabouts to the mountain gate at all, but just let the people of the Emei Sword Sect tell them on their behalf, but who knows how efficient they are, and now he doesn't dare to determine whether the mountain gate knows about it, as for the Taishang Daoist, although the two of them are full of appearances on their faces, but they know each other, but they don't break it, and they expect this person to save themselves, this idea is really a bit ridiculous, even almost naïve, but now it has really become his only hope.

Outside the river, Yang Jiye sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, his body breath was weak, and the pure yang vitality in his body did not fluctuate, only controlling the old long sword with a wisp of mind and mind.

Although this sword is ordinary, and even clumsy, it has a great background, and it is the instrument of the Huangquan Demon Venerable that year became famous, called "Death".

Where the sword goes, everything is trapped in the afterlife, and there is no return.

This sword is an ancient spirit treasure in its heyday, comparable to today's Linglong ** tower, are close to the existence of immortal weapons, and later damaged in the Three Realms Tribulation thousands of years ago, the spirit of the instrument was killed, Huangquan Demon respected and refined a sword, called 'this world', holding this sword has the power to influence this world, it is a domineering sword, this one is known for its weirdness' The sword of the past life is no longer valued by it, and it has not been reshaped, and then it was given to Yang Jiye, the sword of the past life has been born from it for thousands of years, but it is very weak, so the power of the sword of the past life is still not as strong as it was back then, and it still needs strong cultivation to support it to exert its relative strength.

After all, Yang Jiye's cultivation time is short, even if he is extremely talented, and he is supported by famous teachers, but his cultivation is still limited, although he can perfectly exert the power of the sword of the past life with the great true qi of the Huangquan Biluo in his body, but it is only limited to killing a few monks who are in the realm of Zhou Tian, like the Xuanjie Daoist, a quasi-human immortal with a half-step golden pill, is still not something he can defeat, especially when he is oppressed by Zhang Qian's mobilization of the dragon vein of Shuifu, he is directly in danger, and he is slashed by a sword, knowing that he is invincible, so he leaves decisively. Then, in the ruins of the battlefield of Puyang City, he got a great opportunity to summon the souls of three human immortals and six or seven quasi-human immortals with a soul spell.

Then the memories were washed away with the great true qi of the Biluo Yellow Spring, and it was integrated into the machine spirit, and the sword of the dead was repaired, and it was not far from its heyday.

The soul of the six or seven quasi-human immortals is Xiao Weishan who died in the war, but several people were devoured by him in the secret method in the "Huangquan Sutra", his soul was extremely strong for a while, and even exceeded the amount of pure yang vitality in the body, and the breath of the whole body was gloomy and terrifying. The vitality was gradually balanced, and finally the immortal true intention was comprehended between yin and yang to form a golden pill, and now the strength of this Yang Jiye divine soul has far exceeded the pure yang vitality in the body, which is unprecedented, even between Zhang Qian and the two, it is just a balance.

At this time, sensing the change of breath, it will really make people mistakenly think that he is a ghost cultivator, and he has seized the furnace of the cultivator and refined it into his own incarnation.

In this way, Yang Jiye's strength is naturally a thousand miles a day, and it has reached the point where he can completely crush the Xuanjie Daoist, and he doesn't even need to use his own strength, just relying on the 'Sword of Death' can make him have no power to resist, but he is not in a hurry to kill, like a fierce beast teasing his prey, but he is not the kind of boring person, if it is not beneficial to himself, he is too lazy to kill people, let alone tease a dying person?

In front of him, a dark yellow whirlpool slowly flowed, obviously only the size of a millstone, but the breath was vast like the abyssal sea, which made people look at it and inevitably have an illusion, as if looking at the storm giant eye in the sea from a high altitude, there was a breathtaking feeling, in the center of the whirlpool, but it was a white pill as jade, as big as a child's fist, exuding a strong pure yang breath, like the scorching sun above the sky, the light radiated away, so that the barren mountain under him that had no grass grew in just a few breaths, it was re-brewed with vitality, rotten wood branches, withered grass sprouted, and even some rotten bones were reborn flesh and blood。

Pure Yang vitality, thick as Si!

This Xuanjie Daoist is a master of half-step human immortals, and the pure yang vitality in his body is extremely thick, and between these two days, there is a steady stream of Great Zhou Tian, deriving endless pure yang vitality.

And all of this was plundered by Yang Jiye!

This child's fist-sized pill was the sum of all the pure yang true qi that had been scavenged in the past two days, condensed.

Although there is still a remnant of the soul imprint of the Xuanjie Daoist in these pure yang true qi, as long as it is swallowed into the body, it will immediately cause a reaction, not only can not be fused with itself, but also will bring extremely annoying effects, a careless, there is a danger of making people go crazy, but this is not a problem for Yang Jiye, the Biluo Huangquan Great True Qi is condensed by the water of the Huangquan River. Anyone who wants to be reincarnated must go down to the Huangquan River to wash away the memories of the past life and this life, even if it is a ghost and immortal, as long as they re-enter the reincarnation and wash it with the water of the Yellow Spring, they will be lost for a long time, and whether they can awaken depends on their personal creation.

However, the great true qi of Biluo Huangquan is condensed from the essence of Huangquan water, and its ability to erase memories is a hundred times stronger than it.

The trace of divine soul imprint left in these pure yang vitality qi was consumed in the whirlpool formed by the great true qi of the Biluo Yellow Spring, and it was immediately cleaned, and not a single trace of thought existed.

"Between life and death, people can really burst out with their most powerful potential. Yang Jiye looked at the big Dan condensed by pure yang vitality in front of him, and a cool smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, this Xuanjie Daoist has been stranded in the realm of drawing hurdles and filling in the realm for a long time, but he still can't form a golden pill, not because of insufficient accumulation, but not forced to a desperate situation, and now such a big Dan in his hand has become the prototype of the golden pill, just need the soul to integrate into it and comprehend the immortal true meaning, it can be condensed into a real golden pill, if the Xuanjie Taoist takes this pill back into his hands, inspired by this, maybe he will take the most critical step and achieve the immortal karma. But all of this was facilitated by Yang Jiye, so he naturally didn't have such an opportunity.

As soon as he opened his mouth and inhaled, a pure yang vitality in the Great Dan was swallowed by him into the Purple Mansion.

The body was running Zhou Tian before, and when it reached the ninth small Zhou Tian, it gradually lost momentum, and there were signs of collapse, this strong pure yang vitality fell into the purple mansion, and then turned into the meridians, the original declining Zhou Tian ran for a moment like a dry stream injected into the clear stream, and suddenly rose sharply, directly breaking through the tenth Zhou Tian, the gloomy aura surging on his body was neutralized some, and the injuries behind him also showed signs of improvement, the terrifying sword wound behind him was extremely profound, almost visible to the heart, and he had also taken the healing elixir, but it still did not get better, the yin qi in the body was too strong, and the body belonged to yang, so it was naturally suppressed by it, and the injury was very slow, and even had a tendency to deteriorate。

Now that he has obtained this Xuanjie Daoist's pure yang vitality, he can barely maintain balance by taking it for himself.

"After devouring and refining all the pure yang vitality in this Great Dan, it is bound to be able to raise the cultivation to the realm of thirty-six little Zhou Tian, and at that time, Yin and Yang will be conserved, and the strength will increase greatly. Yang Jiye was secretly worried in his heart, and suddenly found that the pure yang vitality flying from the Huangquan River was getting weaker, and when he looked up, he saw that in the sandbar, the Xuanjie Taoist was unkempt, and his face was wrinkled, and in a moment, the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old, like the twilight of a person, his eyes were cloudy, there was no edge at all, and he didn't even have the ** to survive, his hands trembled, and he was still trembling and controlling the sword of slashing immortals, but he was like a marionette, and he couldn't break out at all.

Crooked, like a wild goose with folded wings, it may fall from the sky at any time.

Yang Jiye sighed softly, his expression was calm, the Xuanjie Daoist was close to the realm of running out of oil and lamps, although he was allowed to recuperate for a period of time, and he could still live and recuperate, and then let him continue to squeeze the pure yang vitality from him, but he didn't have such ample time, not to mention a half-step golden pill quasi-human immortal, how could it be so easy to play between applause? The Sword of the Past may not be able to resist, he is not a greedy person, so he is here to take his heart, and there is no intention of torment, so he wants to free him, and his mind moves, and the long river turned into the Sword of the Past Life flows abruptly towards the sandbar, and the river is extremely fierce.

The crumbling sword of slashing immortals, rolled by the river, suddenly sank into it, like a piece of scrap iron, without the power to resist.

Seeing that the river was about to devour the Xuanjie Daoist, the mutation suddenly appeared, Yang Jiye suddenly changed color, his head was raised suddenly, his eyes shot to the sky on the side of him, only to see a little black light as fast as lightning, towards his rapid attack, just seeing its speed is enough to know that this thing is absolutely terrifying, what makes him even more shocked is that his divine sense can not see this thing, I don't know the truth, if it is not for the extreme strength of the divine soul now, the sharpness of the divine consciousness is rising, and he feels that the clouds on the horizon are torn apart by the fast-moving things, he can't find that something is attacking him, and he immediately doesn't think too much, raises his hand, and the yellow long river that drowns the Xuanjie Taoist suddenly reverses, setting off a shocking wave。

In an instant, a huge wave spread out in front of him, like a mountain, erecting an indestructible barrier in front of him.

This black light, naturally covered with the armor of the breathless Zhang Qian, seeing that the life of the Xuanjie Dao is hanging by a thread, although he has no intention to save, but Yang Jiye has the heart of killing, immediately flapped his wings, broke the air to kill, but did not expect Yang Jiye's divine sense to be so powerful, captured his whereabouts, a burst of horror suddenly appeared in his heart, how strong is the ability of the breathless armor to conceal the breath, he knows in his heart, unless the realm of the original god, the divine consciousness has reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and it is impossible to sense the existence of the armor of the breathless, the only flaw is that the previous speed is too fast, and the impact on the external environment is too large, but in such a short moment, if you want to find it, and make a response, even he himself did not dare to guarantee it.

His divine soul has become a yin god, and his divine consciousness is equivalent to the realm of the middle and late stages of the realm of drawing hurdles and filling in the realm.

And Yang Jiye, a few days ago, his cultivation was still inferior to him, but now the strength of his divine consciousness has surpassed him, which is really incredible.

(To be continued)