The five hundred and seventieth chapters won the fairy sword
The ghost gate of the innate ghost peach tree connects the ghost realms in all directions, but it is not certain which realm it will connect to. Therefore, when Liu Qinghuan stepped out of the ghost gate, looking at the misty mountains, he also
I don't know where I am.
The wind is howling, the black mist is lingering, and the sky is forever frozen in the gloomy dusk. There is no noise of animals and birds in my ears, but only ghosts and monsters can be seen in front of my eyes. Ghosts are hidden in the thorns and bushes, and evil spirits are hidden in the phosphorus of the stone cliffs.
As soon as the swarming demons saw him, they made a loud noise and rushed towards him one after another.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes were stern, and he pointed at the universe and pointed at the flying head that was the first to pounce in front of him. Then Qinglianye fled with a roar of fire. The ghosts finally reacted and quickly retreated in panic.
The Tainan Immortal Sword also came over, circled around him, and flew into the mountains with a swish. Liu Qinghuan was also unable to kill any ghosts, and chased after him like the wind.
One person and one sword disappeared quickly, and the area around the Ghost Gate soon regained its calm. Demons and ghosts from all directions flocked to the open door to destroy the vibrant world on the other side.
Liu Qinghuan calmed down his breath and hid his figure slightly. While chasing the Tainan Immortal Sword, he looked down. He saw only mountain peaks and caves, which were rugged and steep. However, there were no grass on the mountains, no peaks reaching into the sky, and no holes to hold the clouds.
Black water flows. There are monsters in front of the shore, gods and demons under the mountains, wild ghosts in the caves, and evil spirits hidden in the bottom of the stream. How can one describe the desolation and desolation?
After chasing for most of the day, they were already far away from the gate of hell. When a very familiar black river appeared at his feet for the third time, Liu Qinghuan was speechless and found that the Tainan Fairy Sword that looked like it could pierce the sky was actually a road idiot. What if it
There is a face that probably has a blank expression at the moment.
He shouted: "Hey, Jian...Brother Jian, stop, we have passed by here three times."
"Hey, Brother Jian, do you hear me?"
"Hello!"
Unfortunately, Tainan Xianjian ignored him completely and continued to walk in circles in a daze.
Liu Qinghuan was helpless. He chased and couldn't catch up. He kept shouting and shouting. He simply fell down and landed on the top of a round mountain.
The fairy sword flew forward for a while, and after a while it realized that there was no one behind it. It turned back "angry" and was about to chop off the head!
"Stop!" Liu Qinghuan raised a hand: "Stop, stop, stop!"
The other party finally stopped at the last moment, but it was hanging over his head, as if he would attack again if he disagreed.
Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and brushed it, sat down on a flat stone, and put on a posture of being ready to fall in love: "Brother Jian, there is always a reason why you insist on me entering the ghost gate, right?"
He looked up at the sword above his head. When he looked closer, he realized that the originally silver-white sword was wrapped with countless resentments. The deep black color seemed to be soaked in blood layer by layer, and finally solidified into an eternity.
Impurity that cannot be washed away.
Thinking of how golden and righteous the Tainan Immortal Sword was back then, I couldn't help but feel sad, and I don't know what it had gone through over the years to be ruined like this.
Liu Qinghuan tentatively asked: "Or, you need my help with something? Well... can you speak, or can you send me your thoughts?"
After waiting, a monstrous murderous intention suddenly appeared in Liu Qinghuan's mind. For a moment, he felt as if he had arrived at the ancient battlefield of the Sea of Blood Corpse Mountain. The sound of killing was deafening and soul-stirring!
Liu Qinghuan's expression changed drastically. He was knocked aside by the torrent of killing intent and almost became unsteady and fell to the ground.
He covered his violently beating heart, and after a while his breath calmed down. He frowned and said, "You...? What do you mean? Do you want me to kill someone?"
The fairy sword that had been standing still fell down, and the tip of the sword touched the ground, stroke by stroke, very firmly. After a while, two words were left deep on the hard black rock.
Liu Qinghuan squatted down. These two characters were written in an ancient seal script that had long been lost in Yunmengze. If he hadn't read a lot of ancient books on this subject in order to study the strange characters on the sword talisman, I'm afraid he wouldn't have read it.
Unable to recognize it, he read in confusion: "Hongshang... Hongshang?"
He raised his eyes and saw the fairy sword shaking its blade back and forth and nodding as if.
"What's the meaning?"
The other party looked at him silently, as if he didn't understand?
What do I understand? Liu Qinghuan cursed secretly, muttering: "Red clothes, red clothes... red clothes? Red clothes!"
An idea flashed in his mind, and he stood up suddenly, remembering that in the old land of Tainan Immortal Sect, there was a woman in red clothes who forced Tainan Immortal Sword to unsheath, and caused purple thunder to strike from the sky.
, are you still following closely behind?
The woman must be a ghost cultivator. She is beautiful but has an extremely powerful aura, so she left a deep impression on him.
Liu Qinghuan pondered: "You mean, your current appearance has something to do with the woman in red?"
After receiving a positive response from the other party, he then guessed: "So, you want me to kill her?"
Xian Jian nodded as if he was pounding garlic, and his joy was beyond words.
Liu Qinghuan's face turned ugly, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Brother, big brother! You can kill a ghost king-level ghost with a fairy sword, but it turned out like this in the hands of that female ghost cultivator.
This shows how high his cultivation level is. How can I, a Yuanying monk who has just given birth, be able to shoulder such an important responsibility?"
He changed the topic: "Besides, this ghost realm is so big. I am cultivating alone, and it is difficult to move here. Where can I find her? Do I know who she is and where she lives?"
The fairy sword became anxious and stabbed the two words on the ground with the tip of the sword.
"Hongshang? You mean her name is Hongshang?"
Xian Jian nodded immediately.
Liu Qinghuan looked uncertain, silently thinking about the feasibility of this trip. It would be much easier if he knew the woman's name. The other party was very powerful, so he was probably not an unknown person. As long as he inquired about it, he should be able to find out a lot of information.
But……
"Brother Jian, given your power, why don't you kill her yourself?"
Tainan Fairy Sword suddenly froze, and upon closer inspection, it actually seemed to be trembling...
Liu Qinghuan was greatly surprised and didn't understand why it looked so fearful.
He sighed helplessly. He was unwilling to get involved in this obviously extremely troublesome matter, but it was impossible to turn back now. Since this guy forced him to step into the gate of hell, he would naturally not let him go again, and he would definitely
Force him to kill someone.
Liu Qinghuan was calculating the gains and losses in his mind. After all the calculations, he felt that he had suffered a big loss and that the head on his neck was about to be lost.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and made up his mind, saying: "It's okay if you want me to help you kill Hongshang, but you must be willing to let me imprint the mark of my spiritual consciousness!"
The Tainan Fairy Sword slowly rose to the top of his head, looking down at him, as if to say: Just you? You deserve to have me!
Liu Qinghuan smiled slightly, spread his hands and said: "If you don't agree, then what obligation do I have to help you? Even if we are old acquaintances, if you want me to help you with my head, you must give me something in return, right?"
The opponent was so angry that he raised his sword and was about to strike.
Liu Qinghuan stretched out his neck and shouted loudly as if he was going all out: "Come on, come on, do this! Anyway, I can't beat you. If you try to kill those people in red clothes and white clothes, most of them won't be able to withstand it with a single move. Why don't you kill me now?"
Cut it off and let’s break it into pieces!”
Tainan Xianjian seemed to be shocked by his rogue, and even retreated in shock.
Liu Qinghuan secretly laughed in his heart. He was so stunned that he was scared to death. In the final analysis, you are just a sword with chaotic intelligence and a road idiot. It can't cure you!
Once the threat has been passed, it must be stopped in moderation, otherwise if the other party cuts him off with a single sword, his life will be in vain.
He softened his tone and said: "Think about it, your purpose is to kill the female cultivator named Hongshang. You want to go with me anyway, right? But you see, my cultivation level is not high now, and I don't have any
How can I help you with the sword in my hand? If you use it for me, you are also helping yourself..."
After so much persuasion, exhaustion of words, and vows, I finally talked about the Tainan Immortal Sword until I was so dizzy that I couldn't find the north, and finally obeyed Liu Qinghuan in a daze.
After branding the mark of his divine consciousness on the sword, Liu Qinghuan almost couldn't help but laugh three times. How could he reason with someone who was fooled into a fairy sword like this?
He stroked the slender sword body and sighed in his heart. An immortal sword had ended up like this. If the ancestors of the Tainan Immortal Sect, Daxiu, knew about it, they would be so angry that thunder would strike from the sky.
After all, it is the sword of Yunmengze's ancient sect. He is willing to promise to help kill Hongshang, partly because he does not want the treasure to be tarnished and the glory of his ancestors to be covered in dust.
He took out the scabbard and inserted the sword body back. After hundreds of years, the Tainan Immortal Sword was finally complete. He seemed to hear a cry of joy.
Unfortunately, the Tainan Immortal Sword was now too violent, and Liu Qinghuan did not dare to put it into his Dantian, so he temporarily put it into his storage space.
He raised his eyes and looked around, seeing thousands of miles of clouds and thousands of miles of desolation. Suddenly he came to this completely unfamiliar interface, his eyes were darkened, and he didn't know which way he was going.
Thinking that Tainan Fairy Sword had been taking him eastward, he put on some disguise and continued eastward.
They have been walking like this for more than half a month, and with Liu Qinghuan's current speed, he has not yet been able to get out of this vast mountain. This shows that the area of this world is vast, far from Yunmengze, and comparable to the Yinyue Blood Realm.
However, there are gains. Although this world is a ghost world, in addition to countless sneaky and evil spirits, there are still many monsters in the mountains, but they are all ferocious beasts that like the cold and dark, and have very cruel and violent temperaments. As for those who are honest and honest,
There are absolutely no pure and good spiritual beasts.
In addition, in addition to the heavy Yin Qi and death Qi here, there are still spiritual veins in the mountains. Although it is a little thin, the spiritual energy is still there.
Liu Qinghuan has been through many things before, including opening a ghost gate, killing white ghosts and Liu Zhenwu, spending a lot of spiritual power, still being injured, and having to avoid high-level ghosts, so he is determined for a while.
After being unable to get out of the mountains, I found a place with relatively strong spiritual energy to stop temporarily.
After digging the cave and setting up the magic circle, he sat down tiredly. He spent a few days adjusting his body and spiritual power to the best condition before entering the sea of consciousness.
A green ball of light that was much more dazzling and bigger than before fell on the small island formed by the mist of spiritual consciousness. Looking up, the tall and thick bamboos were like peaks inserted into the clouds, and every black or white bamboo leaf was sparkling.
, growing very well.
He flew up lightly, penetrated into the thick bamboo wall, and found the sword intention of life and death in the bamboo heart.
The broken Sword Intent of Life and Death was shrouded in thick gray air, and the cracks on it were still very deep after being cultivated for these days, and had not improved at all.
He sighed secretly, it seemed that the damage was too much, so he could only slowly restore it.
After exiting the Sea of Consciousness, Liu Qinghuan walked around the Songxi Cave Sky Map and explored Xiao Hei's injuries.
Xiao Hei was hit by Yuan Ying's palm before, and then he forced himself to stay by his side, causing him to be seriously injured. Fortunately, Liu Qinghuan had no shortage of elixirs that could heal him, and he thought he would be able to recover as long as he cultivated for a period of time.
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He stood quietly outside the door and looked at Xiao Hei who was concentrating on healing in the room for a while. He thought of Chu Yi who was unknown where he was at this time, and hoped that he would follow Yun Zheng and Mu Yinyin and leave the Great Mirage safely.
I also thought about my unexpected encounter with Bu Bo, whose grief and anger at that time were so obvious. Unfortunately, fate has played a trick on them, and they were fixed on opposite sides, and there was never the possibility of becoming friends.
This trip to Dushuo Mountain was full of twists and turns and very dangerous, and he had a baby as a last resort, so he did not make corresponding arrangements in advance for his post-baby cultivation.
Most of the elixirs in the medicine field are used in the golden elixir stage. There are no elixirs that Nascent Soul needs to use. This is what he needs to replenish and find later.
Returning to the quiet room, he sat and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a round bead glowing with five colors grew from small to large, and fell to the ground with a bang, causing the entire cave to shake violently!
Liu Qinghuan quickly fired several spells to stabilize the shaky protective formation and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It is indeed a Dinghai Pearl. Even if it lands lightly, it is so powerful. If it were to be hit out, it would be a huge blow. There is no need to add other magical powers.
However, he was surrounded by dangers that day when he experienced the catastrophe of life, death, withering glory and thunder from the Nascent Soul. I don’t know how this guy got into his Dantian, and then he seemed to have settled down next to the tree of spiritual roots.
Several cracks were made on the ground by Ding Haizhu. Liu Qinghuan held her spiritual power and exerted all her strength!
Ding Haizhu shook it and then stopped moving.
He clicked his tongue, his arms suddenly became twice as thick, and thick veins arched in his neck. He exerted so much force that his face turned red, and his whole body was flooded by the rich green aura. Then he reluctantly lifted An Haizhu up, feeling that he was holding a
There was a loud bang under the mountain, and the body immediately sank a few points!
After that, Liu Qinghuan tried to refine the Dinghai Pearl again, but until the infant fire was exhausted, there was still no success.
In the end, he had to admit that Dinghaizhu was of a higher grade than Tainan Immortal Sword, and with his current ability, he could not refine it for the time being.
After finishing the chores, Liu Qinghuan walked out of the temporary cave, looked towards the east and continued moving forward.
There are mountains and rivers here, the land is far away and the mountains are high. The long road ahead is only accompanied by desolation and ghosts weeping, and the sun and moon are nowhere to be seen.
It was not until two months later that he finally walked out of the mountains and arrived at an endless plain. After walking for more than half a month, among the withered grass and withered poplars, he suddenly heard the sound of laughter and conversation in the distance!