Chapter 184: The Moon and Stars of the Magic Words
"Go ahead." Liu Qinghuan said, "Since we have met, let's help fight him."
The two of them approached, but before they arrived, two second-level monsters rushed out of the battle group and rushed towards them.
Mo Qianli took out his lantern, reached out and threw a ball of warm downy firelight at one of the lacquer-feathered and golden-eyed eagles: "Flat-haired beast, come here!"
As he spoke, he flew up from the little hoofed horned beast and quickly dodged to the side.
The lacquer-feathered and golden-eyed eagle screamed, dodged the fire and chased after it.
The other one is a flying centipede, second-level mid-level. Each segment of its body is covered with black armor that shines with metallic luster. It is more than two feet long. Each of its countless thin legs is like a sharp sickle.
, swimming quickly, the sound of "Qiang Qiang" could not be heard. The sharp fangs in the mouth were scissoring towards Liu Qinghuan!
Liu Qinghuan patted his body, and the little hoofed horned beast was put back into the spirit beast bag in a blink of an eye. His body rotated a few times, and it passed by the fangs. A gray light flashed between his eyebrows, and the sword of life and death quickly expanded into a long sword.
Sword, turn around and cut!
The two compound eyes of the flying centipede flashed with cold light, and its body was bent and twisted. Its huge body was whipped over like a whip with a murderous sound.
Liu Qinghuan's figure drifted away in the wind, but the gray sword continued to slash forward without dodging.
"Pa!" The flying centipede's tail swept across, knocking the gray sword straight, causing it to fly backwards.
A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Liu Qinghuan's mouth, and the technique in his hand suddenly changed, and he saw the gray long sword that was knocked away suddenly dissipated like smoke. A gray light flashed in the middle of the flying centipede's body, and a long sword suddenly emerged from the void.
Come out and slash between the two body parts as fast as lightning!
This change was so strange that even though the flying centipede tried its best to shrink its body, it couldn't make it in time!
Although there was black armor covering the joints and limbs, it was the most vulnerable place. In addition, Liu Qinghuan's sword of life and death was so sharp. In an instant, the black armor was shattered, black blood spattered, and the wound was so deep that it almost penetrated!
Liu Qinghuan's eyes showed satisfaction.
The first form of the "Eight-Character Sword Technique" of the "Huanzi Jue" is about the moon shifting and the stars changing. It fully displays the magic characters in the sword moves, making them unpredictable and unexpected.
The Flying Centipede was in great pain and twisted its head back, and a stream of extremely smelly black venom sprayed towards the gray sword.
Its venom is so corrosive that even a high-grade spiritual weapon will be damaged if even a little bit of it touches it.
But today it was destined to be disappointed. Liu Qinghuan's sword intention of life and death was realized in the anger of Xuanyang and the death energy of Xuanyin. It was a very special existence, but it could not be corroded by ordinary venom.
What's even more frightening is that the long gray sword, soaked in black venom, stabs its mouth instead!
The Flying Centipede was so frightened that he shut his mouth and turned his head to hide. But he didn't expect that this time it was still a phantom. The sword was slightly blurred, and there was a flash of gray light at its tail!
If the flying centipede could make a sound, I'm afraid it would be roaring with anger at this time. But even if it couldn't make a sound, it still opened its big mouth and roared silently, and its two fangs clicked loudly. The tail tightened rapidly,
The hard back armor is one piece without any flaws.
But he didn't expect that the long sword that had just been bathed in the black liquid and gradually blurred suddenly condensed, passed through the fangs like an arrow from the string, and shot into his open mouth!
The movement of the moon and the change of the stars is not a simple magic trick. The key point is still between the two words "shift" and "change".
Liu Qinghuan grabbed the flying centipede's body with his right hand and put it into the storage bag. With another move, the gray sword flew back to his side.
Liu Qinghuan was extremely satisfied. The "Eight-Character Sword Technique" was indeed exquisite, but it was too difficult to practice. It took him half a year to practice this technique alone before he achieved the results he has today.
There are several forms of the Huanzi Jue, not to mention the sword techniques with several other characters.
"Senior, senior! Help!" A monk at the ninth level of qi training shouted and flew toward him in panic.
Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw an extremely ugly second-level low-grade gray moth chasing behind him. With a flash of its wings, it had already forced itself into the qi-training monk.
Liu Qinghuan's thoughts moved, and the gray sword at his side came forward.
The killing was so intense that the sky was dark. Fortunately, although there were many monsters, there were also many monks. From the direction of Eagle's Nest City, monks came one after another to join them, and finally all the monsters were killed.
Almost exhausted.
At the end of the battle, many people were disgraced and miserable, and some were even injured and died. Those monks who died had their belongings picked up and then burned, leaving their corpses exposed in the wilderness.
Several foundation-building monks flew over and greeted Liu Mo and the others.
"Hey, it's you guys." Mo Qianli smiled and said, "I didn't know you were coming to the Eagle's Nest City too."
"You can come, but we can't?" one of them laughed and scolded.
A few people chatted and joked for a while, repaired themselves, then dispersed and continued on their way.
"Who are those people?" Liu Qinghuan asked.
A trace of sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Qianli's mouth: "They are the descendants of several elders of small and medium-sized sects. I met them at a party, and they were just a bunch of dudes."
Liu Qinghuan said "Oh" and summoned the small hoofed horned beasts. They would not walk slowly with those Qi-training monks, and in the blink of an eye they left the devastated battlefield behind them.
During the subsequent journey, the two of them were attacked by several groups of monsters. If they could not fight, they would fight. If they could not, they would run away. Sometimes they would help the lower-level monks when they saw them in danger.
When encountering a large group of monster beasts, the monks on the way spontaneously formed a resistance. Casualties occurred from time to time, and monks were constantly killed at the mouths of the beasts. Their blood spilled down, dyeing the water and trees in the swamp red.
Everyone was in a heavy mood, and most of them did not expect that this journey would be so difficult. Some Qi-training monks simply gave up going straight and flew to the outskirts of Qushang Swamp, choosing to take a detour. But those who did this still did not
few.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the backs of the leaving Qi Practitioners with a solemn expression. Mo Qianli next to him asked in confusion: "Brother Liu, what's wrong?"
"Time." Liu Qinghuan said: "There is not enough time. If they circle from outside, the distance will almost double. There is not enough time to reach Haoyuan City."
"How could it be?" Mo Qianli said, "It doesn't matter how many days it is tonight."
Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, then turned to look into the depths of Qushang Swamp. Under the gray sky, the vast forests and swamps looked like ferocious beasts that had been dormant for thousands of years, about to reveal their ferocious fangs.
Liu Qinghuan listened to the whistling wind: "The war is not far away. The sooner we can reach Haoyuan City, the sooner we will be safe. And those Qi-training monks are already slow on their way. If they take another detour, they will probably not have time to enter."
Haoyuan City."
By then, monsters were raging outside the city, and their lives were even more in danger.
Since the establishment of Eagle's Nest City, many sects of monks have gathered there, and the number of people in Haoyuan City has dropped sharply. Now that the war is imminent, the Rogue Cultivators Alliance has to send a request for the Immortal Cultivators Alliance to dispatch a group of people to support.
Mo Qianli muttered: "Why don't we send out Nascent Soul cultivators to destroy the lairs of those fourth-level monsters and kill all the third-level monsters? The other low-level monsters have no command and can just kill them at will."
It can clear the light.”
Liu Qinghuan clapped his hands and said: "This is a good idea. If the Immortal Cultivation Alliance doesn't invite you to advise them, it will be their loss."
He turned around and slapped Mo Qianli on the head: "What do you think you are doing with this head? The third and fourth levels must be so easy to kill. Back then in the Taixuanji Really Big Cave, there were so many multi-dimensional infant monks besieging two incarnations.
Demon cultivator, why is there another one running away?"
The two of them sat on the little hoofed horned beast and chatted as they walked on. Because the little hoofed horned beast was walking on their behalf, they could barely recover some spiritual power during the journey, which was better than others.
It wasn't until the middle of the trip that the attacks by monsters began to decrease. Even so, it was already more than half a month later when we arrived at Haoyuan City.
The original journey of eight or nine days was suddenly doubled!
As foundation-building monks, they were already the fastest, and there were more people coming from behind.