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052 Ancient Ruins

The female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect thinks that her cultivation is not bad, and she is even more proficient in offensive techniques. She has killed countless Daoji realm monsters in the outer sea, and has honed her amazing sword skills.

but.

When she saw the opponent kill the Tianhaizong monk with one sword in the blink of an eye, her fighting spirit was extinguished.

It's important to save your life!

This is definitely a demon species trained by a certain giant of the demon sect.

If not, who can use the fifth level of Daoji to kill the Tianhaizong monk at the eighth level of Daoji who is famous for his powerful magic power with one sword?!

The ancient secret realm has always been a place where various factions fight and fight.

Especially the demonic monks who insist on preying on the weak and the strong, they don't know how to reason at all.

Just one word, kill!

When a righteous monk encounters a demonic monk, he will not show any mercy either.

But among the righteous monks, it seems that they are a little better and will not fight and kill each other as soon as they come up.

Hehuan Sect and Mofu Sect have been in constant friction for thousands of years, and there is no possibility of reconciliation.

So when she saw that her opponent was powerful, she ran away without hesitation.

While flying, a dozen familiar auras suddenly appeared in front of them, and they turned out to be monks from the Hehuan Sect.

The female cultivator was immediately overjoyed and flew towards her fellow disciples.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides continued to shrink, there was only more than ten miles left.

The monks from the Demonic Talisman Sect were still chasing after him.

The female cultivator gritted her teeth and used her magic power to speed up the light escape.

"Sisters, the stinky man from the Demonic Talisman Sect behind you wants to kill me, hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant sword light flashed through, instantly cutting the female cultivator into two pieces!

"Be bold!"

"seek death!"

"How dare you..."

A dozen or so beautiful female cultivators on the opposite side yelled and cursed, and rushed towards Pang Yue menacingly.

Before anyone arrived, all kinds of spiritual light attacks came overwhelmingly.

Pang Yue's body was like a phantom, allowing himself to be drowned by all kinds of auras.

He stood high on the bridge, looked at a group of Taoist nuns from the Hehuan Sect, and sighed softly: "You can't even break my Naihe Bridge, so your death is not an injustice."

After all, one with one hand!

Seven red gold talisman swords flew out, each dividing into seven sword lights.

Forty-nine sword lights containing boundless murderous intent turned gently and intertwined into a sword array!

Like a long whale sucking water, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles was instantly swallowed up by the sword array.

The sword formation suddenly expanded and enveloped a dozen female cultivators from the Hehuan Sect.

Within a few breaths, screams and begging for mercy could be heard from the sword array.

Several magical weapons exploded in the sword array in an attempt to break through the sword array and escape.

The sword array was seen swaying and twisting, but still maintained its operation tenaciously, with murderous intent.

The breaths suddenly stopped.

The end.

The sword formation clanked and slowly dispersed.

Pang Yue turned to look at the void next to him and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, you have been watching for so long, why don't you come out?"

Bang bang bang!

First there was a burst of applause in the void.

Then a young man dressed as a Confucian scholar appeared with a smile.

"Tao friendly swordsmanship!"

"Linghu Ming of Xuanji Island has met Taoist friend."

The young man said and bowed to Pang Yue.

An invisible and strange force fell from the sky and fell on Pang Yue.

"Um?"

Pang Yue was startled and felt something strange behind him.

He turned around and saw a bloody halo of light appearing behind him. There were figures inside, who were the more than ten monks he had just killed.

He frowned and secretly cast several spells to crack it, but to no avail.

"Xuanji Island, good magic!"

He couldn't help but grin, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

This Linghu Ming really had bad intentions, and since then, not only has he been unable to hide his figure.

If he meets other monks, he can tell at a glance which monk he has killed!

Especially the Tianhai Sect and the Hehuan Sect...the grudges and hatreds are clear at a glance.

Linghu Ming smiled and said: "A small gift is not a sign of respect. Although my Taoist friend is only at the fifth level of Daoji, he can barely reach the earth level among the fourth level of heaven, earth, black and yellow, and his future prospects are limitless!"

"So Linghu Ming can only use some tricks to create some trouble for fellow Taoists... If it can kill fellow Taoists, that would be even better!"

He looked at Pang Yue with a smile, a look of amusement on his face.

"You are dead. I hope you can survive until I find your true identity."

Pang Yue said calmly.

Linghu Ming's face moved slightly and he stopped smiling: "Can you see this?"

The reason why Pang Yue didn't take action was because he used the nameless pupil technique to see that the Linghu Ming in front of him was just a mysterious and abnormal clone puppet.

He followed a group of female cultivators from the Hehuan Sect, not knowing what they had in mind.

It wasn't until Pang Yue discovered him that he showed up.

Pang Yue sneered and slapped out a palm.

Linghu Ming's body suddenly shattered into countless colorful butterflies, and then was burned up by a quiet and silent fire.

I don’t know how far away they are on the snow-capped mountains.

Suddenly there was a low, painful groan.

"Senior Brother Linghu, are you okay?"

The top of the snow mountain.

Two Xuanji Island monks stood in front of a huge ice soul snow lotus, one of them was Linghu Ming himself.

Hearing this, he shook his head and said with a sinister expression: "The Demonic Talisman Sect's skills are really powerful. They actually burned all my souls alive."

"The split soul...could it be Taiyin True Fire?"

Another monk said in surprise.

Linghu Ming nodded: "Yes, that person is only at the fifth level of Daoji, but he is proficient in swordsmanship. When it comes to offensive skills, he is not inferior to the true disciples. I didn't expect that he has Taiyin True Fire. I underestimated him."

he!"

"In that case, when we complete the task, we will do it together."

"Don't worry, he has been hit by my blood evil secret technique. There is no need for me to take action. Pang Zeyao from Tianhai Sect and Yuan Ziyi from Hehuan Sect will trouble him first."

Linghuming smiled coldly.



In the sky.

Pang Yue held the Xiantian Wuji Monument in his hand, carefully deduced the bloody halo behind him, and came to a conclusion after a long while.

Ten days later, the halo disappears on its own.

But during this period, there was no way to cover up the vision.

In this world, with all kinds of achievements and magic, there is always a new way.

Pang Yue simply ignored him. Anyway, in this ancient secret realm, no matter what sect the monks were, they would always take action when they met.

He urged the Naihe Bridge and started on his way again.



One day later.

On a vast flat ice sheet.

Pang Yue stood in the snow, looking down from a high altitude, as small as a sesame seed.

His eyes flashed with light, and he looked at the ground quietly, glancing back and forth.

Don't turn your heels.

He suddenly knelt down on one knee and punched the ground.

boom!

The flames roll!

Within a hundred miles, the thick snow suddenly boiled and vaporized, revealing the dark brown ground.

A huge crack opened in the ground, and Pang Yue moved into it.

Not long after he left, a light flashed in the sky in the distance, and two Taoist monks wearing platinum armor roared over and stopped above the crack.

The two monks stared at the crack, sensing it carefully, and a flash of joy flashed in their eyes.

"It's an ancient ruin...what an amazing aura!"

"It seems that someone has arrived first..."

"Let's go in and take a look!"

The two of them swayed and flew into it without hesitation.

It didn't take long.

A few more streaks of light flashed across the sky...


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