Deep in the valley is a small pool with clear water.
The small Tan is not big. There is a stream of living water flowing out of the Small Tan, forming a small stream and winding away.
But with the pool as the center, something strange seemed to be shrouding it. Not only was there no grass growing within three feet, but not even half of the living creatures were visible.
Jingzhou's palms glowed with purple light, suppressing the blood-thirsty beads that seemed to be moving, and focused his attention towards the center of the water tank.
In the center of the pool, there are piles of rocks of various shapes. Among the rocks, there is a short black stick stuck diagonally, the part above the water surface is about a foot long.
The black short stick looks like iron but not iron, and looks like jade but not jade. Although it looks ugly, like a fire stick, it is full of weirdness.
As if feeling some kind of aura, a burst of black energy suddenly emitted from the stick.
Tan Shui was stirred by this and shot rapidly in all directions. The short stick that was originally inserted on the rocks slowly rose up, and a fierce aura rushed towards his face.
"Yes, this thing has a very strong evil spirit. If a person comes close to it, within three feet, the energy and blood in the whole body will be forced by the evil spirit, pouring into the heart and die." Seeing the black short stick steaming with black air, stirring the pool.
Rolling and rolling, Jingzhou is not worried but happy. This soul-catching thing is really a rare treasure.
When he grabbed it from the air, he saw purple energy surging in his palm, and it suddenly turned into a stream of light and his hand curled towards the short stick.
As if he felt threatened, a short stick made of an unknown material suddenly shot out of the water and slammed into the purple light.
I saw black air billowing above the stick, and the pool water below was dyed ink, which was very terrifying. It just hit the purple light, but it did not defeat it. Instead, it set off boundless air waves, and the originally rolling pool
The water burst suddenly, and columns of water rose into the sky.
The strong wind howled and rolled with force, and within a few feet, pieces of gravel immediately turned into powder.
Jingzhou was quite surprised when he failed to achieve success in his first attempt.
The power of this soul-absorbing weapon was somewhat beyond his expectation. He thought that the soul-absorbing power was no less powerful than the Blood-thirsty Beads, but at this moment, it seemed that the power of this short stick was even higher than the Blood-thirsty Beads.
The black rod seemed to have spirituality, knowing that the purple light was a formidable enemy. The rod shook continuously and struggled to resist. The two purple and black lights went straight up to the sky. The wind was strong and the clouds were boiling. Even the wild dogs on the edge of the cliff could clearly feel the inside of the valley.
movement.
It's just that no matter how magical this short stick is, it's just unmanned and moves based on a little bit of spirituality. The black energy emanating from the stick is like rootless water. No matter how hard you persist, it can't escape the fate of being slowly worn away.
With a mournful cry, the black energy emitted by Soul-Taking gradually shrank, losing its previous power. Instead, the purple energy competing with it shone brightly.
After a few more breaths, the black energy was forced back into the short stick by the continuous purple energy. The originally ferocious short stick was rolled up by the purple light and fell into Jingzhou's hand, and a chill penetrated his heart.
At this time, the evil spirit that captured the soul was restrained, and it really looked like a pitch-black fire stick, without any ferocious aura, as if all the previous events were like a dream.
Jing Zhou tapped the soul-sucking beads with his two fingers, constantly thinking about what kind of magic weapon to refine, so that the power of the soul-sucking beads and the blood-devouring beads can be fully exerted.
In the original work, Zhang Xiaofan accidentally collided and forcibly refined these two dangerous objects with his own essence and blood. Although he obtained the soul-eating rod, he did not fully exert the power of the two, and it was just a matter of fighting with others.
Take the soul-eating rod and hit it hard.
With some calculations in mind, Jing Zhou circled around the valley again. After finding nothing special, he returned from the bottom of the valley to the edge of the cliff.
"Boss, you're back. Hey, is this ugly stick that rare treasure?" As usual, the wild dog went up to it and sniffed it, and felt that this stick was nothing more than ordinary.
"The soul-catcher is tempered with the spirit of ghosts, ghosts, fire, and yin spirits. It gathers the evil energy between heaven and earth. It takes thousands of years to take shape. It is the most ferocious thing in the world. Even if no one moves it, within a few feet, bones will be broken.
The forest is so dense that all life is in ruins. At this time, its ferocity has been suppressed by me, so naturally you can’t feel it." Jing Zhou looked through the mottled bamboo leaves towards the mountain peaks rising into the sky.
"Ah? This broken stick is so powerful!" The wild dog stared at the dark short stick, as if to see something.
After watching for a long time, he couldn't make out anything, so he gave up. He just remembered where the two of them were at this time, and he felt frightened. He couldn't help but said: "Boss, this ghost place in Qingyun Mountain is too scary. Let's go now."
Going down the mountain?”
Jingzhou smiled lightly and said, "I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get down the mountain. People are already here."
"Already here?" The wild dog was startled.
Who else can come at this time besides the people from Qingyun Sect?
Even if you think about it with your buttocks, you won't be a member of his holy religion.
As if to verify Jingzhou's words, the next moment, a cloud of fire burned in the distant sky.
"These people from the Qingyun Sect are really hateful. They don't come early or late, but they come at this time!" The wild dog cursed, as if this would embolden him.
In the blink of an eye, a blazing wave of fire broke through the sky, and a brilliant flame fell from the sky.
The wild dog looked wary and stared at the Taoist who fell from the red fairy sword.
Although this Taoist was unattractive in appearance, short and fat, his eyes were bright and powerful without being angry. His large Taoist robe exuded a power that no one dared to look down upon.
"Who are you? Why did you appear in Dazhu Peak?" The Taoist's voice was honest but dignified.
Jingzhou glanced at the fat Taoist, and immediately guessed the identity of the person who came, and said with a smile: "If I said that I was from Qingyun Sect, the Taoist Master probably wouldn't believe it. As for why I came to Dazhu Peak, the matter is over and it is not important.
.It's just a matter of doing it. If you can win, you will naturally know everything."
While Jing Zhou was talking, the fat Taoist also took a thorough look at the young man in front of him.
This look made his eyebrows solemn.
At this time, the bamboo leaves in the forest were swaying due to the wind, but the clothes on the young man's body did not move at all, as if all the wind had passed around him, especially the short stick in the man's hand.
Tian Buyi had a strange feeling, and his intuition from many years of practicing Taoism told him that the stick must be a rare and powerful treasure.
"Okay, since you don't want to say it, then I'll show you the truth!" As for the trembling wild dog beside him, Tian Buyi naturally ignored him. With a move of his right hand, the famous red fairy sword fell into his hand.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The next moment, the fat Taoist burst out at a speed that was inconsistent with his body, and saw the "Red Spirit" sword glowing with red light, and before the sword arrived, a strong wind
It has arrived, and the wild dog on the side has a sore cheek.
The boundless heat wave followed, instantly scorching the swaying bamboo branches black, as if the fat Taoist was holding not a sword, but a fire dragon that could burn the sky and boil the sea.
Wild Dog secretly rejoiced that he didn't call out "Short Fatty" just now. Who would have thought that this humble fat man could cultivate to such a high level that he was not even half inferior to the major elders in the Holy Religion.
This sword fell on him, and there was absolutely no reason to survive.
He just had to wait for how long he thought about it before there was a muffled "boom" in his head.
A wave of nausea rose from the five internal organs and went straight to the forehead, causing the wild dog's body to tremble involuntarily.
The originally ordinary short stick exuded a terrifying aura. The rising black energy seemed to come from the land of Jiuyou, bringing with it boundless resentment. For a moment, the wild dog seemed to hear the screams of countless wronged souls under the Jiuyou.
The wild dog didn't dare to look any further and hurriedly backed away, several dozen feet away. Only then did the nauseating feeling subside. Only then did he realize how terrifying the short stick that he had originally thought of as a fire stick was.
The short stick surrounded by black energy was thrust forward, and the fairy sword in the fat Taoist's hand was blocked, unable to advance even an inch.
"You are so brave, you actually showed up at our Qingyun Sect with such evil things!"
At this moment, Tian Buyi still didn’t know that the murderous stick in the hand of the person in front of him was weird. It was clearly the most sinister and evil monster in the world!
Jing Zhou sighed and said: "The Taoist Master is very advanced, and he is probably second to none in the entire Qingyun Sect. I didn't want to alarm the Taoist Master, but what can I do?"
Jing Zhou sighed sincerely at these words. In terms of strength, this fat Taoist was higher than the old vampire demon who died under him. It is estimated that in the entire Qingyun Sect, except for Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan, his status is second only to Dao Xuan.
Cangsong can compete with him.
Who would have thought that the disciple of Dazhu Peak, who was mediocre at the beginning and had no outstanding qualities at all, would turn out to be a person who excelled at both his inner and outer skills. Not only would he be able to catch up from behind, but he would also take over the title of the first Dazhu Peak from the previous generation, Zheng Tong.
Bit.
With a muffled sound, Tian Buyi's body trembled, his face changed drastically, and he felt an evil aura coming from the red spirit, trying to invade his body. If he hadn't practiced Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao to an extremely advanced level, this aura would have
The evil spirit can force his blood to flow backwards, causing his seven orifices to bleed to death.
Even so, he felt very uncomfortable. Every time Sekirei crossed paths with the short stick, he felt as if someone had hammered his chest.
As he spoke, the black energy on the "Red Spirit" sword became thicker and thicker. The black energy broke through the flames like maggots on the tarsus. In just a moment, there were already traces of black lines on the fiery red sword body.
What even more frightened the leader of Dazhu Peak was that in just a few exchanges with the young man, Chi Ling had already been spiritually damaged.
"This human body swordsmanship is really good. In addition, the short stick can contaminate someone's magic weapon. It is unwise to fight with him in close combat!" Tian Buyi's face was solemn. Looking at the young man's face, it was obvious that he did not use all his strength and only relied on his strength.
He himself didn't know if he could leave the person in front of him.
However, with the sound of the two people fighting, other peaks must have noticed it. If only a moment passes, even if this young man is the previous demon sect leader, Qiu Wangyu, resurrected, it will not help.
Seeing that Soul Capture was so extraordinary, Jing Zhou laughed loudly and said, "You'd better use whatever skills you have, Taoist Master, otherwise we'll have to leave."
Tian Buyi's face was as dark as water. He immediately stopped holding back and used Qingyun's true method to control the Red Spirit Divine Sword. He saw flames flying around him, like a god of fire. The red flames turned into a red fire dragon. With one blow, the fire dragon
Roaring out, the clouds in the mountains were torn apart by this majestic sword, and half of the sky was dyed red by the blazing fire dragon.
It's just that although the fire dragon is fierce, the unknown short stick is even more ferocious, and the endless evil energy seems to be squandered.
Tian Buyi's face became more solemn. Seeing that the man in front of him was about to leave, he immediately ignored the taboo and saw him standing in the air with his feet on the seven-star position. He made a sword gesture with his left hand and thrust the long red sword straight into the sky with his mouth.
Chant the mantra:
The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turned into divine thunder.
The splendid power of heaven, lead it with the sword!
In an instant, dark clouds rolled in, thunder roared, thunder snakes rolled in the dark sky, and dense thunder and lightning tore through the sky. Even the disciples as far away as Tongtian Peak could see the winding lightning in the sky at this time.
The two graceful figures who were originally galloping towards Dazhu Peak looked at each other and walked three points faster in the air. Even Daoxuan, who was focused on cultivating without caring about the world, frowned at this time and wielded a fairy sword.
, piercing the sky and coming.
The blazing electric light gathered at the tip of the Red Spirit Sword, and a dazzling beam of light fell proudly from the sky.
Jingzhou used a stick as a sword and used it in a six-thousand-mile move. Without even looking at it, he grabbed the wild dog that was standing a few feet away and flew towards the outside of Qingyun Mountain.
boom!
The wind blows and the clouds surge.
Heaven and earth shake.
Huge boulders rolled on Dazhu Peak, and the black-jointed bamboos, which were hard to be damaged by swords and were comparable to iron armor, were broken.
Song Daren, He Dazhi and others who were originally practicing in Taiji Cave were frightened and fled from the cave.
Looking into the distance, a blazing light like the sun illuminates the sky and the earth.
Where the light exploded, Tian Buyi fell from the clouds. His face was pale, his breathing was deep, and his eyes were solemn.
Not even the Divine Thunder Sword Art can keep the person behind!
Now that he had a chance, he would remember the previous scenes, as if he had missed something.
In addition to the black stick that was as powerful as the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, the young man also had a golden ling hanging from his waist.
However, Tian Buyi was too distracted by the previous fight, so he missed this detail.
Thinking back on it now, the leader of Dazhu Peak, who had never encountered threats before, felt frightened.
With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the golden Xiaoling was not a vulgar object, but was probably a very powerful magic weapon.
Just as he was deep in thought, two voices broke through the air.
Tian Buyi took a few deep breaths to calm down and looked behind him. Two beautiful women fell from the sky one after the other.
"Buyi, are you okay?" The graceful and beautiful woman in front came to Tian Buyi and supported him, with a worried look on her face.
Tian Buyi shook his head and patted his wife's hand, telling her not to worry.
Another woman wearing a white Taoist robe with a face as cold as ice said: "But the Demon Sect demon? Who can fight you like this, the demon of Wan Du Sect or the Ghost King of Ghost King Sect?"
Tian Buyi sighed: "Let's wait until the head brother arrives."
After a while, streams of light descended from the sky one after another, and they were the leaders of the other branches of Qingyun Sect.
I saw nearly a hundred feet in radius, and the ground was covered with devastation.
The leaders of the group felt huge waves in their hearts.
The air was solemn.
After a while, Daoxuan looked at Tian Buyi, who was panting slightly, and said, "Junior brother Tian, please tell me."
Tian Buyi took a deep breath and recalled the strange black rod, the mysterious golden bell, and the young man's cultivation.
Especially the last sword, the sword's intent was so majestic that it was like a galaxy pouring down thousands of miles. It was even able to block the Qingyun Sect's Divine Thunder Sword Art.
Whether it was Shuiyue, the leader of Xiaozhu Peak, who had a cold temperament, or Zeng Shuchang, the leader of Fenghui Peak, who was known for his resourcefulness, they both pondered deeply after listening to Tian Buyi's words.
Especially Cangsong Taoist, who was in charge of Qingyun Punishment, his face was so gloomy that he could shed water.
After a long time, Daoxuan let out a long sigh, and a rickety figure appeared in front of him.