It was a vast and far-reaching wasteland called Jingluo Plain. Various mines and waste mines were intertwined and exposed on the surface, dyeing the earth with colorful colors. Sometimes there were colorful spiritual energy waves rippling in the air, like fireworks that suddenly bloomed.
, magnificent and dreamy.
However, this wasteland is extremely dangerous. The five elements of spiritual energy are chaotic and unstable, which can easily cause spells to malfunction or get out of control. When a monk enters this place, he is like a drunken man who may hit himself with a punch.
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Therefore, Jingluo Plain has become a restricted area for monks in the Mingshan Battle Territory, and few people have set foot there. However, it is now the purpose of Liu Qinghuan's trip.
Looking at the colorful land in front of him, Liu Qinghuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fell back to the ground from the air, and made a last hasty escape, and there was a cluster of colorful crystal stones around him.
Brilliant beams of light danced in the air, and the aura was a little thicker than in the Shuojin Wasteland, but it also contained a trace of intangible danger.
The Mahayana monks who were chasing him also discovered his intention at this time, and they all slowed down in unison.
"Isn't he trying to break into Jingluoyuan? Is he crazy?"
"Let me guess, is he a practitioner of both body and law?"
"Even if you are a physical practitioner, not many people dare to venture into the Jingluo Plain. The Jingluo Plain not only suffers from disordered spiritual energy, but also has spiritual explosions that often occur, leaving no bones left."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, that kid has already gone in, we can't let him hide in the depths!"
Several people also fell to the ground and continued to chase, but the one running at the front was still the elegant male cultivator.
He had already collected the Bodhi leaves that he had brought with him, and holding a wooden sword in his hand, he transformed into a thunderbolt, which crossed half of the sky in a blink of an eye, and shouted loudly towards Liu Qinghuan who was running in front: "Liu Qinghuan, as long as you obediently hand over the fairy treasure,
I promise that I will never harm your life."
Liu Qinghuan looked back and said, "Are you...Senior Yimu from the Seven Star Realm?"
As he said that, he bowed his hands in a distant manner and said, "I have admired the name of my senior for a long time. I am lucky to meet you today. I am so polite to you, my junior!"
While he was talking, he did not forget to continue running wildly. There were more and more ore bushes around him, and they all swept back quickly.
"You kid is still running!" Yimu moved forward a long distance and said angrily: "Do you think you can still run away? Did you see that besides me, there are a few old monsters behind us, and we are just
The fastest wave is coming, and there are many more people coming, and the people from Jiuyou should be arriving soon. So you, a fusion monk, can't keep the immortal treasure, so you'd better hand it over quickly, so
Only then can we avoid disaster."
What he said was extremely practical and even reasonable. He was very polite in not snatching it as soon as he came up.
However, Liu Qinghuan was unsatisfied: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I'm just sorry that I can't obey my orders."
Yimu twisted his eyebrows, and finally showed an impatient look: "Boy, don't toast or drink as a penalty. Do you think everything will be fine after you enter the Jingluo Plain? This is the edge of the Jingluo Plain. Even if you don't use magic, I will use my swordsmanship.
I can kill you!"
Liu Qinghuan just took out the Immortal Killing Spear and expressed his refusal, when he heard a loud shout from behind him: "Okay!" He felt his heart tighten, like an invisible big hand, and he pinched it suddenly.
generally.
A ray of sword energy cut through the sky. It was the vitality of the wood that Liu Qinghuan belonged to. However, this vitality now carried an awe-inspiring sword intent, locking him firmly within it.
There were two slight explosions from behind. It was after the chaotic spiritual energy here was disturbed, it exploded in a small area, but it did not affect the sword intent that broke through the air at all.
One thousand feet, eight hundred feet, five hundred feet...
Liu Qinghuan's spirit was stretched to the limit at this moment. All the inscriptions on the Immortal Killing Spear in his hand lit up, one after another, covering the entire gun body. Even on the sharp tip of the spear, an inscription slowly appeared.
A light red inscription.
However, he did not rush to take action. Instead, he took out the Wanmu bottle, brought the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, and took a sip.
In an instant, the green-gold glow on his body suddenly surged, and his entire body was as if cast from bronze, and even his eyes were dyed with the color of lapis-green.
Yimu from behind also saw the bottle in his hand at this time, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle! Sure enough, it is with you, and you are finally willing to take it out!"
He shouted: "Boy, throw the immortal treasure over here, and I will immediately withdraw the sword energy and let you go!"
Liu Qinghuan listened but ignored, two hundred feet, one hundred feet...
"It's now!"
He suddenly turned around, his eyes were sharp, a fierce aura that could pierce the sky rose into the sky, and the Immortal Killing Spear roared out like a blue dragon out of the sea!
Yimu was very disapproving at first. Although he didn't attack with all his strength, there was no way that a combined monk could catch this sword. But when the Immortal Killing Spear came out, his expression froze.
"boom!"
The sword light suddenly erupted in an instant, and countless rays of sword energy flew in all directions. A circle of ripples spread out visibly to the naked eye, causing the heaven and earth to shake, and the spiritual energy to tremble!
Yimu's face changed slightly and he quickly retreated!
Then, a gorgeous firework exploded, and then another one, with destructive power pouring out, stopping all the pursuers in their tracks.
"Spiritual explosion!" Gui Bugui's face was a bit ugly. He had just caught up and saw this scene. He thought that Liu Qinghuan wouldn't choke and die, so what he had done before would have been wasted.
Fortunately, through the terrifying and chaotic explosion of spiritual energy, Liu Qinghuan appeared on the mottled ground in the distance, glanced this way, turned around and ran into the rocks.
Several Mahayana monks couldn't help but be astonished: "Jingluo Yuanai really can't use great magic power. Such a blow caused such a violent spiritual explosion."
Someone suddenly said: "What is the background of this monk named Liu Qinghuan? He actually caught the Mahayana sword. Fellow Taoist Yimu, you didn't eat today?"
Yi Muhei had a stern face and ignored the teasing person, but was equally shocked in his heart.
Even if he didn't use 10% of his sword power, it still had 30% to 40% power, and the opponent actually caught it?!
Thinking that the other party had taken out the fairy treasure before and drank something: it must be the reason for the fairy treasure, it must be!
Gui Bugui rolled his eyes and suddenly burst into laughter, attracting other people's attention. Then he said unhurriedly: "Liu Qinghuan, I know who he is. Recently, you should all have heard of someone who single-handedly
Destroy the magic city."
"You're not going to say he did it, are you?!"
"Yes, it's him!" Gui Bugui said proudly, as if he was the one who destroyed the Magic City.
Everyone looked at each other in shock. No one spoke for a moment, but they heard movement behind them.
"No, the people from Jiuyou have arrived!"
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"Pfft!" Liu Qinghuan spat out a mouthful of blood, held on to the Immortal Killing Spear before regaining his balance, and quickly took out the elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.
Mahayana's sword was no small matter. Although he caught it, he was still seriously injured. At this time, he felt that his internal organs were turbulent, and it was difficult to calm down the disordered energy.
Glancing at his left shoulder, a hint of worry quickly flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes: To make matters worse, he felt that the Jingfan Yunguang Buddha character seal on Jishi seemed to be a little loose when he took on Yimu's sword with all his strength.
However, he couldn't stop now and could only keep moving forward.
If that's not enough, this place is still the outermost area of Jingluo Plain. Only by entering the depths of Jingluo Plain can he find a glimmer of hope in this battle for immortal treasures!