The young cultivator is a disciple of a certain secret sect of Daqi, although he is young, he has already entered the Six Realms, he is really a rare cultivation genius in the past few decades, and it is not long before he first comes out of the mountain gate, it is inevitable that he is a little proud, but after all, the strong man is the strong, and with a loud shout, he directly used all his strength, and his whole body quickly withered down like a dry flower.

There was a muffled pop.

A black flame as thick as thick ink poured out from his hand, and in the black flame, there was a fist-sized black skull the size of countless tiny crystals.

In the midst of his shouting, the black skull hissed incredibly sharply as if it were life.

The countless insects, birds, and beasts in the surrounding mountains and forests had just felt frightened, and they were still dazed and didn't know what was going on, they had already died in this terrible sound, but some of the vitality in their bodies naturally poured out, gathering towards the black skull.

Countless sound waves even turned into tangible lines in the air, falling like countless fluttering strings towards the cyan figure that came into the air.

The green-shirted cultivator flying in the air had an indifferent face, looking at the withered body of the young cultivator and the sound lines flying in the sky, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned into an extremely contemptuous smile.

"Sacrifice blood Dafa, the ghost king kills the sound, the people of the ghost sound sect. ”

His body didn't even have any obvious movements, and between speaking, the breath that erupted from his mouth turned into a substantial sword intent, bringing out waves of astonishing qi, instantly cutting through all the sound lines that came from his body.

The young cultivator's body shook suddenly, as if it had been hit by an invisible mountain, and the black skull in the black flame in front of him in his hand trembled and hissed like a terrifying sound, and it actually crashed directly backwards and hit his palm.

This black skull originally came out of the palm of the young cultivator, and it was obvious that it had fused with the true element in his body and became a part of the true element in his body, but at this moment, for some reason, it was not compatible with his body. With a snap, the skull slammed into his palm like someone else's blade, and one of his sleeves instantly shattered into countless pieces of debris that flew around his arm.

The meridians on the young cultivator's arm burst like a piece of hemp rope that could not withstand the force.

Before he could let out a scream, the young cultivator's body fell backwards, flew backwards, and in an instant, it smashed into the forest behind it like a stone thrown by a catapult.

It was only at this time that the green-shirted cultivators who came from the sky even a few minutes faster than the ordinary flying sword officially took out their swords.

A thick black sword appeared in his hand.

The surface of this thick sword. It's all uneven textures, like pieces of dragon scales.

At the sight of this sword, the older Great Qi cultivators already understood the true identity of this person.

He knew that with the power he had just inspired, he couldn't block this person's sword at all, so at the moment when the two strange black flowers in front of him were as tall as a person, he smashed the black bone staff in his hand towards the ground in front of him.

There was a bang.

The black bone staff exploded as soon as it touched the ground in front of him, turning into countless triangular bone fragments, each of which spun violently and rushed upwards.

Black filaments of light flowed from the cracks in the fragments. Intertwined with each other, and finally formed a black beam of light with an unknown number of faces, surging towards the green-shirted cultivators who were coming across the sky.

The green-shirted cultivator was still indifferent, but the contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

The long sword in his hand slashed down without any fancy to it. But each scale on the sword lit up like a lamp.

When all the scales were completely lit, a dragon groan rang out from the blade of his sword.

On the tip of his sword, a little light like golden sand shone out, and a terrifying power erupted from it.

The gold sand instantly becomes larger. Transform into a golden dragon.

The golden dragon was very large, and it didn't look like a form formed by the condensation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi with ordinary runes, but it was completely like a real thing. Its scales were as brilliant as the purest gold, yet faintly transparent, spewing out with terrifying coercion and light.

"This is the Dragon Scale Sword of Fanghou Mansion... This person is the Shenwei General Fang Yu... How could he be so strong..."

At this time, the young Great Qi cultivator who had smashed more than ten trees had just fallen to the ground, and he was sitting in a pile of broken wood with all his bones shattered, looking at this golden swimming dragon, he couldn't believe his eyes and perception at all.

The golden dragon rushed down, swallowing all the pitch-black beams of light and the two black flowers that poured out of the ground.

The huge body slid across the ground, and the body of the elder Great Qi cultivator was submerged in the golden light flames, and the ground where the golden dragon body rubbed against it continued to explode, exploding two clouds of smoke.

"If you can take me with a sword, it seems that you are the Luo Shen Armor of the Great Qi Yin Yuan Sect. ”

The green-shirted cultivator landed on the ground, looked at the smoke and dust in front of him and said slowly.

In the smoke and dust, the figure of the elder Qi cultivator slowly appeared.

He was still standing well, but there were countless tears in the clothes on his body, and wisps of blood kept pouring out of them.

Hearing the calm and indifferent voice of the green-shirted cultivator, the elder Great Qi cultivator raised his hand to wipe the blood beads on his face, and sighed in a low voice: "I thought that it might be a certain prince, and I also thought that it might be a Shenwei general, but I didn't expect you to be so strong." ”

There was only one Shenwei general in the Great Qin Dynasty, and that was Fang Hou's Mansion.

This green-shirted cultivator is naturally Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked at the elder Great Qi cultivator and said lightly: "My Marquis Mansion has been the head of the Thirteen Marquis Mansion in Changling all these years, and of course it is not my younger brother who has been sitting for more than ten years. ”

Hearing this explanation, the elder Great Qi cultivator was slightly stunned, as if he had realized something.

"I received the holy order to go to Lushan through this place, which is an extremely secret thing. Fang Yan looked at him, and then said, "I want to know where your news came from. ”

After a pause, Fang Yu looked into his eyes and said seriously: "It's not easy for you to have such a cultivation, and I don't want to be greedy, as long as you tell me where your news came from, I will let you leave." ”

The elder Great Qi cultivator smiled slightly, and his smile was extremely proud and tenacious.

As a cultivator of the Seven Realms, he naturally had his own pride. Even if for some reason the strength of the person who came was underestimated. But he knew very well what the Great Qi Dynasty needed most.

For a person like him, the life and death of an individual are naturally not as important as the glory and prosperity of a dynasty.

"If you want to kill me, you will also pay a great price. ”

The elder Great Qi cultivator smiled, looked at Fang Yu and said, "You should also understand that since I came here, it is not just a simple temptation. The Lushan Alliance is imminent, and your emperor does not need a general who cannot exert his strength, but needs your support at the peak. So it's not a question of whether you let me go or not, it's a question of whether I let you go. ”

Fang Yan nodded. Looking at this Great Qi cultivator who regarded death as home, he said flatly: "There is some truth in what you said, but you still think a little wrong. If you want to stay here, I don't have to do it next. ”

This Great Qi cultivator suddenly sensed something, and looked up at the mountain path behind Fang Yan in disbelief.

Fang Yan broke through the air, it was only a moment, but the carriage that carried him at this time had already appeared on the mountain road not far behind Fang Yan at this moment.

The eyes of the two gray galloping horses were burning with blood, and their hooves began to burn with blood-red flames.

The most shocking thing was the wagons they were hauling.

On two wheels of the carriage. There were countless black insects gathered in the cloth, and the wings of these black insects shook amazingly, and the force they brought up actually held up the weight of the entire carriage.

The whole carriage was completely like floating in the air. Flying through the air a few feet above the ground.

"Strange Gu Dao!"

The elder Great Qi cultivator looked at this picture, and he finally felt that the power that caused such a change in this carriage came from the coachman sitting on the carriage.

The young cultivator who had fallen into the broken wood suddenly let out a cry of pain.

He was horrified to see his chest suddenly burst open like a cracked watermelon, and a large dark red worm buzzed out of the flesh that had been turned open, rushing towards the back of the older Great Qi cultivator like a flying sword.

The older Great Qi cultivator took a deep breath frantically.

With his sucking. The air around him suddenly produced countless black yin qi visible to the naked eye.

These black yin qi poured wildly into his body, but his body did not become swollen because of this, but became tighter. The flesh and blood of his entire body shrank, turning a black color like black iron, tightly wrapped around the bones of his body.

There was a muffled pop.

The dark red insect slammed into his back, and his body did not move at all, but the dark red insect that contained the power of the true flying sword was shocked into countless powders.

At this moment, two gray galloping horses, which had long since changed, roared, and the whole carriage swept over his head.

There was a thunderclap in the air, and a long black whip suddenly fell from the hand of the coachman sitting at the front of the car, wrapping it up on the elderly Great Qi cultivator.

The black qi outside this Great Qi cultivator's body shook, and the black long whip suddenly split into countless pieces.

However, the Great Qi cultivator's pupils contracted violently, and he saw that each broken long black whip was actually a long black worm the length of a finger.

"Ghoul Bugs!"

This Great Qi cultivator recognized this black long worm, but it was too late to make any movements, dozens of such black long worms pounced on his body that was harder than Xuantie, and in just an instant, countless holes appeared on his body, and countless heaven and earth vitality gushed out with rolling black qi.

He looked at the holes in his body in disbelief, and slowly fell forward.

Fang Yan's body had already swept up and landed on the carriage.

"A genius who has entered the Six Realms at such a young age and a Grandmaster of the Seven Realms, is it true that there are so many powerful cultivators of the Great Qi Dynasty that they can't die endlessly?" he said to himself coldly as he entered the carriage. (To be continued......)