Chapter 31: Blue Blood Ancestor

After Ye Wen killed the female ghost who didn't know what Zhang Dexing was and didn't know what it was called, and even forgot to ask her name, Ye Wen turned around and wanted to leave, but what he never expected was that as soon as he turned around, he found an extremely small, almost imperceptible sharp qi coming straight from his waist and eyes.

Take a closer look, a little bit of blue light can be faintly seen in the darkness, and there is a strange sense of poison, and its momentum is very fast, if it weren't for Ye Wen turning around just by the time he notices it, this thing will have already flown closer.

frowned, Ye Wen didn't expect that there was someone lurking around, and after he raised his hand and raised his foot to destroy that Zhang Dexing, he immediately attacked him, it is estimated that this person is quite confident before he dares to make a move, otherwise ordinary people see the means they used just now, how dare they make a move at will?

"Trying to kill me with just such a little means, is it too confident?"

Although this little thing is very urgent, and a little look at it makes people dare not underestimate the power of this thing, but Ye Wen is not afraid of such a gadget, and with a wave of his hand, he is ready to use his palm strength to slap it away with the palm wind.

But there were branches again, Xu is Ye Wen's movements were a little slower, and the position that this emerald green mang was aiming at happened to be the location of the object on his body, which made this thing react, Ye Wen didn't have time to make a move, only to see a burst of strong light erupt from his waist, which directly illuminated the pitch-black mass graveyard as if it were day, and there were many images of rare birds and beasts around him, and after circling Ye Wen for a circle, a cloud of energy like a giant tripod wrapped Ye Wen in it, and then. There was a crisp sound, and the tiny green light hit the strength of this tripod but did not hurt the energy for half a minute, but it was bounced far away, and the green light also flickered and disappeared.

"...... this?"

Ye Wen was still surprised, and found that a person suddenly appeared from the darkness, this person was covered in a black robe, with blood sèhuā lines, and long black hair with a strange red light was windless, and those eyes could hardly see the slightest bit of anger, and it was even more revealing of a strange blue sè brilliance, which was daunting.

"It's ...... You kid actually has this magic weapon on him?" The man first looked up and down at the energy surrounding Ye Wen's body, and then suddenly laughed loudly: "If you get this treasure, it doesn't matter if that Zhang Dexing is dead."

Then he put away his smile and stretched out his palm to Ye Wen, with an arrogant gesture: "Hand over the magic weapon, I can still spare your junior's life, if I am happy, maybe I can also give you some benefits for this junior."

Ye Wen frowned, slapped his left hand on his waist, and after a purple galaxy of energy was sent in, Jiuding, who was slightly restless, gradually calmed down, and the energy surrounding his body slowly dissipated, and after a while, it returned to normal, and this side of the world turned into darkness again.

But for the two people present, even if the moon in the sky is not bright, it is enough for the two of them to see everything they want to see, and the black-robed man immediately laughed wildly when he saw Ye Wen collecting his body protection strength: "Boy acquaintance, if you don't worship under my seat, I will pass on your supreme ancestor**"

Ye Wen pursed his lips with a look of disdain, and secretly said in his heart that this person is not brain-dead? I didn't bother to pay attention to what I said just now, and my behavior of calming down that Jiuding strength was still regarded by this guy as a self-defeat?

However, it has been five years since he got Jiuding, and he has always wanted to study this thing thoroughly, but his own energy is as difficult to find as if he was a mud cow entering the sea, this Ding is like a bottomless pit like his own ring, and what is more terrible than the ring is that no matter how he adds something to the pit, he never sees this thing have more than half of the response.

But he knew that this thing was very important, so he took it with him day and night, and wanted to put it in the space ring, but the space ring couldn't put this Jiuding into it anyway, thinking that this thing was too advanced, and the ordinary space ring couldn't hold this treasure at all.

I just don't know if the ring he got from Mudrak can be collected, because the prohibitions in this ring are many and miscellaneous, although Ye Wen has been working hard to break it, but he has not broken the ban on the ring until today.

This not only proves that this ring is a good thing as he thought at the beginning, but it also makes Ye Wen have no way to know what good things are in this ring, and looking at this situation, it is almost impossible to crack it if his skill cannot be improved.

After perceiving this situation, he wondered if there was any special method or spell for this ring, otherwise how would Mudrak use this ring?

And the difference with the ring is that the Kyushu Ding, no matter how Ye Wen tosses, this thing is quietly in the palm of Ye Wen's hand, always maintaining the appearance of about the size of a thumb, compared to the first time I saw this Jiuding is big and imposing......

I never thought that this Kyushu Ding would suddenly react at this time today, and as soon as he came, he made such a big move, Ye Wen was a little out of his mind, could it be that the power of the emerald green mangs just now was really so terrifying?

Seeing that Ye Wen was silent, neither agreed nor refused, and did not offer what he wanted with both hands, the face of the black-robed man gradually changed from smug to angry.

"Junior who doesn't know what to do"

The black-robed man scolded angrily, then his palm was upward, his five fingers were opened, and a long needle of about twenty centimeters in his palm was suspended in his palm, and at the same time, his whole body emitted a turquoise light, which was the thing that attacked Ye Wen at the right time.

However, unlike Shicai, this long needle burst out with a strong green mang that was stronger than Shicai and I don't know how much, and the strong energy exuded from it was Ye Wen couldn't help but take a step back.

"How can this thing be so powerful?"

Ye Wen didn't expect this inconspicuous long needle to have such might, and then he knew that he had underestimated the power of this magic weapon, if he really let him get close, even if he could take it, he would have to suffer a little loss, and it was not completely unreasonable for Jiuzhou Ding to suddenly protect himself.

"Legend has it that Kyushu Ding is the treasure of suppressing luck, although this luck has not understood what it represents, but from the scene just now, I can probably guess that it is a good thing to help myself meet the evil and turn good fortune......, is it possible that Kyushu Ding entered my hands, and began to help Lao Tzu suppress luck?

The theory of luck has existed since ancient times, especially in the cultivation, people attach the most importance to the theory of luck, Ye Wenwen doesn't take it very seriously, and thinks that this thing is a bit too unsound, but just now he has experienced how much luck will have effect.

As for this time, Ye Wen, who had already been careful, would naturally be cautious, but this time Jiuzhou Ding really did not make any response, just stayed quietly in a small bag hidden in Ye Wen's waist.

"And so it was"

I saw that the black-robed man's palm turned slightly, his palm was facing Ye Wen from afar, and he aimed the long needle that exuded a strong green glow at Ye Wen, and said with a smile: "Even if you haven't seen it, you should know that you can die under the divine needle of this ancestor, and it is also your honor."

"What kind of ancestor and what magic needle, I have never heard of it" Ye Wen was also angry by this neurotic shouting of a junior (although it is not wrong to call him a junior, but the meaning of contempt and contempt made him unacceptable), at this time, he was also in a hundred thousand spirits, and the purple light on the Baihui acupoint above his head flashed, and a purple light rushed into the sky, which made the black-robed man also taken aback.

Then Zi Mang came out and showed a long sword, it was Ye Wen's Zixiao Sword after refining it with his divine thoughts, and he had done the same since he saw Ning Ruxue refining a sword qi day and night, and condensing the Qinglian Sword with a sword qi as the foundation.

It's just that unlike Ning Ruxue, Ye Wen only refines his divine thoughts, not his own true qi, and when he condenses the Zixiao Sword, he also uses his divine thoughts as the foundation, and his true qi can be mobilized at any time, so although it takes a little more time, it solves the disadvantage that his Zixiao Sword is not as flexible and easy to use as the Qinglian Sword.

As soon as Ye Wen's purple sword appeared, it showed its extraordinary, the purple light on the sword kept flowing, the whole long sword was as aura as a living thing, and there was a faint sound of a crisp dragon groan coming from the blade, even the black-robed man also put away his peep and looked at Ye Wen intently.

Even the Bimang Divine Needle in his hand no longer looks so sharp, but the Shenmang is restrained and only swims beside the black-robed person, but Ye Wen vaguely feels that the power of this Bimang Divine Needle is much stronger than just now, it seems that the characteristics of this Bimang Divine Needle are that the more inconspicuous the more powerful, if so, it is really unpredictable to sneak attack on him.

"Who are you, what sect, where are you, where are you cultivating?" The black-robed man was no longer as arrogant as he was just now, even his expression became much more serious, and he asked with a straight look, although he was not necessarily polite, but compared to just now, the change was too great.

As soon as Ye Wen saw that he had only shown the Zixiao Sword, this person's attitude immediately changed, and he also had a rough guess about this person's strength in his heart, estimating that even if he was really stronger than himself, he was afraid that it would be limited. If you really play with your life, you may be able to kill this guy.

Xu is black-robed man also noticed this, so he was not as arrogant as Shicai, but instead concentrated on guard, only feeling that he had made too much of Meng Lang this time, and the key was that he had actually looked away.

"This Dao is just an ordinary monk, but the spell that single-handedly killed Zhang Dexing and the lotus-type magic weapon are a bit interesting. I didn't expect to meet a sword cultivator who had cultivated to the realm of human sword integration, and it was really a mistake."

It turned out that in the eyes of the black-robed man, although Ye Wenshi was strong enough, he was not taken seriously by him. I just think that the starter is a bit of a doorway and that 'magic weapon' is a bit troublesome. But the strength is limited, no matter how good the magic weapon is, it is useless, on the contrary, he can still take that peculiar magic weapon as his own, just look at the two effects of the lotus huā magic weapon, you know that it is very useful.

If the black-robed man really knew how Ye Wenshi killed Zhang Dexing, I'm afraid he wouldn't have run out so easily. Although Ye Wen's finger was only a flash of purple light on his fingertips, there was no majestic momentum or terrifying light and shadow effect outside, but it was actually because all of this happened in Zhang Dexing's body.

Ye Wen blasted his copycat version of the 'Lightning Light Speed Fist' into Zhang Dexing's body, and also put a wall of qi on the surface of Zhang Dexing's body, allowing the boundless sword qi to repeatedly rush and kill within a certain range - the result was that Zhang Dexing was killed by countless sword qi almost instantly, and there was not even ash left, turning into a dust that was almost invisible to the naked eye and scattered in the wind-if it was closer, the black-robed man might still be able to see it, but the sky was a little far away, so he didn't see the subtlety.

If he had seen it clearly, I am afraid he would not have made such a reckless move, but thanks to his sneak attack, Ye Wen was interested in the Kyushu Ding who had almost lost interest.

However, this is not the time to study the treasure, Ye Wen secretly looked down on the Kyushu Ding with his left hand, and found that there was really no movement, so he talked to the black-robed man: "Don't you know that before you want to ask someone else's name, you have to report your own name?"

The black-robed man was also quite a well-known person in the cultivation world, and he was very famous, how could he ever meet someone who even asked for his name? For a while, he was a little inaccurate to Ye Wen's details.

He has been practicing for more than 700 years, except for the first 100 years when he was practicing hard and was not famous, and then he has been enjoying the fearful gaze of others for more than 500 years.

If you don't know him, you can't say that there isn't one, but how old do you have to be old monsters?

The Ye Wen in front of him looks like he is only in his twenties, although it is difficult for people in cultivation to judge their age by their appearance, but many old guys who have been practicing for a long time are mostly the kind of old men with white hair and white beards, as if they are deliberately showing that they have lived a long life, even if there are those who like to maintain the appearance of young and prime, they are mostly famous leaders of the righteous path, and he knows those people.

For example, some disciples who didn't seem to be very old and didn't recognize them were mostly younger disciples, and their clothing habits were very modern, so the black-robed people concluded that Ye Wen was an unknown junior, or a good hand that had been cultivated by which faction in the past hundred years.

It wasn't until Ye Wen showed the flying sword that he realized that he seemed to have misjudged, could it be that this person in front of him was not a junior disciple, but a real old antique? The kind that was even older than himself? And it had to be the kind of guy who had not walked around the cultivation world for nearly 800 years and had been in retreat for many years, otherwise how could he not know himself?

If this is the case, he will kick the iron plate today, there is a law in the cultivation world that everyone agrees, that is, people who have practiced for a short time are not necessarily not powerful, but those who have practiced for a particularly long time must be able to live for so long, if there is no strong skill support, it would have turned into ashes a long time ago, how can they still run around?

What's more, Ye Wen's posture is obviously the sword cultivation line that is the best at fighting with people in the cultivation world, even if a person in this vein faces someone with slightly higher skills than himself, he may also kill the other party, just because the exercises he practices are already heavy killing, which can be regarded as a kind of cultivation route that achieves enlightenment with strength.

When I met a sword cultivator who might be older than himself, had been practicing for a long time, and was good at fighting with others, the black-robed man only felt that today's moonlight was particularly dark, and his idea was a little too much.

"If Lao Tzu's Nine Heavens Demon Blood God Sword is practiced, he will definitely compete with him today."

But the problem is that his Nine Heavens Demon Blood Divine Sword has not yet been practiced, and a sword practicing Heavenly Demon that he has cultivated with great difficulty has been killed by Ye Wen again, and he doesn't know how many years he has to wait to practice that fierce Divine Sword - it is also because he saw that Zhang Dexing was about to reach the standard he expected and could be sacrificed as one of the Divine Sword Heavenly Demons when he was destroyed by Ye Wen, so he made a sneak attack.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save it just now, but when he felt the abnormality arrive, Ye Wen had already pointed at Zhang Dexing's forehead, and he didn't catch up

"Qiu Yuanlong" The black-robed man thought about it, and finally reported his name, but he always felt that this seemed to be a bit weak, so he deliberately laughed and added: "I also have the title of Blue Blood Ancestor"

Ye Wen couldn't help but be secretly happy when he heard this title, and said in his heart that your nickname is really powerful enough, but his face was still calm, and he said casually: "Ye Wen, practice in Shushan"

"Shushan?"

Ye Wen just replied casually, not wanting Qiu Yuanlong's face to change sharply, and even asked: "Are you from the Emei faction or the Qingcheng faction?"

The two factions in the mountains of Shuzhong are the most famous, and there are many sword cultivators in these two factions, the Emei faction is slightly more, and the Qingcheng faction is slightly weaker, but it is only relative to Emei.

Ye Wen didn't answer, but in this way, Qiu Yuanlong thought that Ye Wen was the master of one of the two factions, and when he remembered that these two factions liked to win by relying on more people, his face couldn't help but become a little more serious, and his eyes began to glance around uncontrollably, for fear that another person would pop up at this time, in that case, he was afraid that he would have to plant a big root today.

Seeing that this blue-blooded ancestor's eyes were fluttering, and he kept looking around, Ye Wen was also a little strange, and he didn't understand how this person could suddenly change his appearance?

He didn't know that this Qiu Yuanlong had already had a holiday with Emei and Qingcheng, and he had suffered a lot of losses from these two factions before, and today he saw that Ye Wen, who might be a master of the Emei or Qingcheng faction, he even wondered if these two factions had invited the old monsters in their own families out to deal with him?

"Could it be that I learned that this Ancestor is refining the Nine Heavens Demon Blood Divine Sword?"

He was very jealous of secretly thinking here, and Ye Wen was also afraid of his Bimang Divine Needle and did not dare to make a move easily, the two of them were in a stalemate, and suddenly a sword light broke through the air, just looking at the power of its sword light, he knew that the strength of the person who came was not bad.

Qiu Yuanlong was shocked when he saw it, and scolded: "Sure enough, there are accomplices" immediately flashed a burst of retreat and disappeared in the blink of an eye, this time from a great change to a breach of mouth and scolding to running away, almost all of them were completed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Wen didn't have time to react.

"I'm too skilled in this business"