In the second region of the Arctic Ice Sheet, there is a dark forest covered with snow and ice.

And its name is called the Forest of Ghost Trees. The forest of ghost trees grows countless ghost and demon trees, psychedelic beings, and people unconsciously fall into the line between life and death. It's a terrifying place. Ordinary monks, just afraid that the mention of this place will make their eyes look terrified.

This one.

Somewhere on the outskirts of the Ghost Tree Forest, a very short boy with terrifying and hideous copywriting on both hands was galloping wildly with a panicked expression. This person is driving a gray gourd under his feet, and under the glittering wind, he can fly a long distance in an instant.

"Got rid of it?" After a few moments of frantic escape, the little boy slowed down a little.

With such a high-intensity flight, his aura was a little unbearable.

"Not running?"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"What?" the little boy was startled, and his voice was extremely sharp and panicked.

The next moment.

A terrifying sword light of dead gray fell from the sky in vain, completely cutting off the way of the short boy.

"Boom, boom, boom......。 ”

Only a loud roar was heard, and thick smoke billowed from the dense forest.

Call!

A mysterious aura rose and turned into a violent wind, which immediately blew away all the smoke.

Disheveled!

The short boy landed steadily on the ground, his expression was slightly hideous, and he hissed in a low voice: "Daoyou, is this really going to be killed?"

As soon as the words fell, a handsome figure slowly fell from the sky.

The black hair is shoulder-length, it is Zhang Ji!

Zhang Ji didn't seem to have the intention of opening his mouth, and lightly pulled out the Black Cloud Sword. The hostility between the two has already become a fact, and there is no point in talking nonsense.

"Hmph!" the little boy snorted coldly, and there was a look of determination on his face: "You forced me!"

As soon as the words fell, the little boy looked crazy and felt a dark gray cloud from his waist.

Surrounded by aura!

"Roar, roar, roar......。 ”

A hexagonal demon-like phantom roared and burst out of the clouds.

"Boom!" the little boy laughed and laughed maniacally: "This is a terrifying ghost condensed by ancient demon spirits, with unpredictable terrifying power. With this demon soul and ghost thing in hand, the strong people in the late stage of the foundation building realm can help me. It's unforgivable that you, a junior in the realm of Qi cultivation, let me waste such a treasure!"

"Today, it is your burial!"

The little boy laughed wildly, and the aura in his body rushed into the body of the ghost like a spring.

"Roar, roar, roar......。 ”

With the infusion of the little boy's aura, the hexagonal demon monster became crazy and powerful like a balloon. In just a moment, a powerful yin qi comparable to the late stage of foundation building appeared on the ghost thing.

"Demon remnant, I can't imagine that he still has such a thing, but it's a little troublesome. ”

Muttering in a low voice, Zhang Ji held the Black Cloud Sword and took a few steps back.

Seeing this scene, the boy frantically called out to Zhang: "Why? You know that you are afraid? Aren't you quite powerful just now?

As soon as the boy's voice fell, the hexagonal demon monster opened its mouth violently, and spewed out a dead gray rainbow light. The rainbow light seemed to contain infinite power, and everywhere it went, everything corroded into nothingness.

Looking at the rainbow light that came straight towards him, a solemn look flashed in Zhang Ji's eyes.

The black cloud sword in his hand rose up, and he quickly danced out of a mysterious trajectory.

"Deadwood Prison Dragon Sword Technique Fifth Style, Dragon Breaking Cage!"

The sword light flickered and rose, and a terrifying sword intent followed closely behind, and it erupted violently!

"Roar, roar, roar......。 ”

The 'dragon', which had been suppressed to the extreme, finally burst out with a shocking majesty. The illusory dragon that fused sword intent and aura, like an extreme fairy dragon, was fierce and powerful and went straight to the hexagonal demon shadow!

Incomparably terrifying terrifying sword intent, incomparably terrifying 'dragon' sword qi, incomparably terrifying extreme fusion.

Disheveled!

I only heard a muffled sound, and then, a shocking wave of air was set off.

"How is this possible?"

There was not a trace of blood on the face of the short boy, and his voice was very sharp and crazy.

Why???...?How could a junior in the middle stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm have such terrifying strength?

This is unacceptable!

No matter how much the little boy struggles, how unacceptable. The aftermath of terror had reached him. In the blink of an eye, the rolling waves completely submerged him. When the wave of qi slowly dissipated, the little boy turned into a cold corpse.

A monk who had completely lost his sense of battle was not as good as a low-level demon beast, and Zhang Ji destroyed him with a sword.

"The first task is accomplished. ”

With a hint of a smile on his face, Zhang Ji bent down and picked up a black cloud.

The dwarf boy is the Poison River Boy, and he is the first target of Zhang Ji's mission. Such a bloodthirsty and brutal evil monk, Zhang Ji kills it, but there is no burden.

"This thing still has some power, and it should be able to make a killer name. ”

Monster remnant,

It is a powerful demon beast of ancient times, and after the fall, the unconscious remnant soul left behind. This kind of remnant soul probably has the body, one percent of the power. And once you use it, the remnant soul power will weaken a little. until it turns into aura nothingness.

The remnant soul of the monster that crossed the river boy was obviously something left over from someone else's use.

The power within it has reached a point of collapse. Therefore, this monster remnant soul can be used at most once. However, even so, this thing can still be of some help to him.

After figuring out this link, Zhang Ji smiled and put away the monster remnant soul.

Unexpected gains are often very pleasant.

"The Fifth Form of the Deadwood Prison Dragon Sword Technique is my strongest move right now. But it can be so strong with sword intent, which is a bit unexpected. After putting away the remnant soul of the monster, Zhang Ji murmured softly, his tone full of a little excitement.

There are only seven styles of the Deadwood Prison Dragon Sword Technique, and the first four styles are the foundation, and they don't even have a name. Starting from the fifth form, it is the true core of the Deadwood Prison Dragon Sword Technique. It's just him Zhang Ji, and he has just realized the fifth form.

But it was this fifth form that gave him a surprise.

With the full burst of aura, this sword is powerful enough to have the power of the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building can't stop this sword at all.

"In fact, in the final analysis, it is the credit of the sword intent. Without the assistance of sword intent, this sword would not have such power. Smirking smugly, Zhang Ji muttered in a low voice.

Zhang Ji's kendo comprehension reached seven points of artistic conception. That's a terrifying number. Ordinary sword cultivation can only have this achievement when it reaches the realm of Jindan. Zhang Ji was so long ahead of them and comprehended the artistic conception of seven-point swordsmanship, which was originally a shocking thing.

The lower the cultivation level, the more terrifying the increase in sword intent will be.

If Zhang Ji could comprehend a layer of sword intent, the power of his sword would immediately be able to deter the peak powerhouse of foundation building.

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