He stared intently at Long Yaoyao's every move, the two were three feet apart, not close, not far, but enough to be guarded, and the other party was facing him calmly, obviously not the time to make a move, he could only wait for him to turn around, or relax his psychological vigilance a little more, in order to ensure safety.

"Why did the seniors offend the Temple?"

Su Mu's tone was relaxed, as if chatting.

Long Xiaoyao leaned slightly and was silent for a moment before saying, "You don't know anything about me, do you?"

"Yes, it's okay left and right, seniors might as well talk to me. ”

Long Xiaoyao smiled in a low voice, and there was anger in his laughter that could not be hidden: " I was the owner of a village in Xiaoxing Mountain, dug out a stone tomb when expanding the mountain, got a few strange treasures, since then I have been in the ascendant, among the strong, I have been used to it since I was a child, my heart has never been restrained, I want to do whatever I want, it's not that I don't put the temple in my eyes, but the area of Xiaoxing Mountain has never been under the control of the temple, I am the king there, I want to kill whoever I want, the temple forcibly divided the Xiaoxing Mountain into a convention area without my permission, I was not convinced, killed hundreds of monks in three days, including more than 30 temple law enforcement envoys, and then half a year, Xiaoxing Mountain was defeated by the temple, all my three thousand brothers were killed, only a thousand swords escaped with me, I could still make a comeback, but he accidentally fell into an ambush, and his cultivation plummeted, and he became a Spirit Sword Venerable from the Spirit Sword Emperor, which was why he ended up so miserable. ”

Speaking of emotion, he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "But I still have a chance to rise, as long as I give me a few years, I still hope to return to the top! I still have to fight against the temple! I still want to kill if I want! I still want to be honored! I want to take back all the glory that belongs to me!"

He said it impassionedly, but Su Mu could always see the sadness of the twilight of the hero, this was nothing more than the fact that the former murderer could not give up the glory of the past, drilled the horns of the bull, and went more and more deviated, besides, what kind of bullshit is brilliant, you can kill whoever you want, how can the temple sit idly by?

As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao suddenly approached Su Mu and shouted: "Send another transmission note, tell Nangong Yun, let him gather the masters of the clan and kill all the history of the temple law enforcement, even if he can't kill it, he will take down at least 10,000 heads!"

He was a little irritable, turning his face faster than turning a book, in fact, when he got here, on a whim, since he had already held Su Mu hostage, why didn't he ask for greater value?

"I've never been able to figure out why you didn't die if you cut off your head?"

Su Mu ignored his anger and asked in a soft tone.

"It's your business!"

"Because I want to know if I'll survive if I chop you up!"

Su Mu suddenly shouted, the blood blade came out of his hand, and at the same moment, ten qi swords were released angrily, and the temperature of the entire cave house plummeted.

The two of them were less than a meter apart, and the moment the qi sword was sacrificed, that is, the moment it was inserted into Long Xiaoyao's body.

Su Mu made a successful move, and was about to stir the qi swords, but found that they were like inserting a hard stone rock, and he couldn't pull them out!

This man was so physically strong that he never expected it.

Without hesitation, he sacrificed the bloody blade and flew straight to his navel, and he had to seek some other way to kill this strange body.

After the blood blade was inserted, Long Yao snorted, and slammed his fist on the ground, and a round ball of spiritual light erupted, setting off a cloud of dust and smoke on the ground, wrapped in huge energy, and roared towards Su Mu.

This aura is just like the current Long Yao, just a tiger that has lost its canine teeth, because its speed is not fast, and it even filled up its strength halfway, and suddenly accelerated once, but Su Mu had already avoided it far away.

Long Xiaoyao was stabbed in many key places on his body, and he didn't seal his blood veins first at the critical moment, but he was eager to use his qi and blood to attack Su Mu, causing his body to collapse, and more than ten wounds were bleeding nonstop, splashing everywhere, and soon he couldn't support it, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and died of anger.

"If you don't take precautions when you get so close, you're looking for death. ”

Su Mu withdrew his qi sword, he was very satisfied with the power of these nine superb cold qi swords, and even he himself was impressed by their clean and swift speed.

Then he groped around him, and finally found a storage bag, and the spirit reached in, and turned it inside upside down, except for a finger-thick milky white vial.

"He's such an outlaw, he doesn't even have a piece of equipment!"

This is even more shocking than killing Long Xiaoyao, a Spirit Sword Venerable, who is actually so poor that he is penniless!

"This is what he said about the Soul Bottle, right?"

He took the vial to the light at the entrance of the cave, and after carefully observing it for a while, his spiritual sense could not enter at all!

Open the mouth of the bottle, the inside is also empty, only a wisp of smoke and fog of gas leisurely and freehand floating, its aura is so rich, so that Su Mu suddenly sobered up like an initiation, he has always been awake, but at this time he is more sober, his mind is clear, the spirit platform is clear, and it is indescribably refreshing.

With a sniff, all the gas in the bottle is inhaled into the body.

When I tried to smell it again, I didn't.

"Isn't it a cycle of life?

He suddenly regretted a little, he shouldn't have killed Long Xiaoyao so early, and he hadn't figured out the usage of the Qingling Bottle...... But in danger, it was a fluke to survive, and I couldn't take care of so much at that time.

He sat down slowly, busy practicing qi into his body, and could already clearly feel that the wisp of gas was churning in the spiritual sea, changing the spiritual sea like a filter.

The same feeling was that I drank the blood of the sea spirit of the little coral in the snow garden, and at that time it was also the turmoil of the spiritual sea, as if it had become more pure, but this time the feeling was even stronger.

After another moment, he was sure that it wasn't just like it, but that the spiritual sea had really become more pure!

Every monk's spiritual sea is not completely pure, and the more turbid the spiritual sea, the slower the cultivation speed, and the powerful cultivators of all forces have studied hard for many years, but they can't find a way to make the spiritual sea pure.

Now Su Mu has found it.

What is more troublesome is that I am not familiar with the condensation principle of the Qingling Bottle, and I don't know when that wisp of mist will appear.

Anyway, because of the sudden change in the Spirit Sea, at this moment, he is more eager to cultivate than ever, no longer focusing on sword forging techniques, nor thinking about equipment with mutated attributes, he doesn't want to put the cart before the horse for the time being, he must cultivate as soon as possible, and strive to advance to the Spirit Sword King by the end of the year!

After throwing the dragon into the pool, he began his retreat.

The next morning, there was another wisp of aura in the vial, which made Su Mu feel a lot more at ease, it seemed that it would condense a little bit a day, and this was enough.

A month later, Su Mu walked out of the Mirror Flower Cave, after these days of cultivation, he was more confident that he could advance his spiritual cultivation at the end of the year, and he planned to directly challenge Song Shinian when he returned to Wuyang Palace early next year! That would make these three years more meaningful, and let all the Kanmen disciples understand that no matter whether he entered the side courtyard or the main courtyard, no one would want to fight him again, he knew that those disciples of Kanmen were hiding bad, and they were all waiting for him to go back, he would make a perfect appearance, perfect curtain opening, and give them an unacceptable reality.