At noon in the vast land of China, the scorching sun is shining brightly. Although the sun cannot be called blazing, the direct sunlight can be considered to be somewhat poisonous.
However, on this fairy island, which is like a paradise on earth, the weather is still like spring all year round and the climate is pleasant.
From time to time, brilliance can be seen flashing across the courtyard. The grass and tree trunks that are relatively close are all covered with a layer of white frost. There are occasionally a few rays of golden light in the cold light, but they are mostly covered up by the cold light. go.
"Junior sister...let's rest for a while. Let's have lunch together..."
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm not hungry. If you don't want to practice sword practice with me, you can leave. I will never stop you."
The man and woman were naturally Lin Qingyun and the willful junior sister Xian Ling'er. The two had been delayed for some time at the Immortal Sword Sect. After returning, of course they were scolded by the head of the Holy Sect. Xing'er only scolded a few times. In this sentence, I faced the wall for a few days without delving into it, but Xian Ling'er, who was always naughty, seemed to be a different person this time, and accepted the punishment calmly.
However, since then, Xian Ling'er, who was used to being lazy, has worked a hundred times harder. She practices swordplay day and night every day. It seems that there is endless energy in her thin body. Sometimes she even doesn't even care about food. When the meal was served, Lin Qingyun was afraid that this junior sister would cause some trouble, so he had to practice sword practice with her in person and give her some advice.
"Junior sister, let's go back to Shanxian Lawn to practice swordsmanship! That's where we practice swordsmanship."
"How can you practice real kung fu in a small square? Besides, those fellow apprentices are too much trouble." Rather than saying that he was practicing swordsmanship, Xian Ling'er was more like facing the enemy in person, with his brows furrowed and his ruthless hands moving. .
Lin Qingyun knew this junior sister's temper, and it would be useless to talk, so she had no choice but to train with peace of mind. Although she was not an enemy, Lin Qingyun did not dare to neglect her. This junior sister was not merciful. If she made a mistake, she would not lose her life. , I'm afraid it will also cause serious injuries.
Xian Ling'er waved her angry sword repeatedly, bit her lip and spat out a vague sentence: "I must surpass you..."
Then there was another shout, followed by the sound of weapons clashing.
On the balcony not far away, the two old men were both smiling, holding a fly whisk in their hands. Their eyes were kind, they were immortal, they were dignified and steady. One of them was the head of the Demon Sect, The old man next to him who is slightly taller than him is Lin Qingyun's mentor, Taoist Qingshan.
"This Fairy Ling'er usually relies on his talent and intelligence and loves to be lazy. Why is he so energetic recently? It's really strange!"
The master of the Demon Sect gently raised the white jade whisk in his hand and said with a smile: "Junior brother, do you pity your disciple? You blame Ling'er for dragging him down."
Qingshan felt a little embarrassed when the master of the Demon Sect said this. "Brother, I don't mean to blame you! Xian Ling'er is indeed a rare talent. If he can practice hard now, he will definitely achieve great things in the future."
The master of the Demon Sect stroked his long beard and said: "Lin Qingyun got your true inheritance, and even gave him the set of flying swords used by the 'Eight Desolate Divine Swords'. This shows that junior brother has good intentions!"
"Senior Brother, I'm laughing at you, but I have something serious to say to my brother."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"Yingyue Temple...was bloodbathed by a group of men in black."
The leader of the Demon Sect was stunned for a moment, put away the smile on his face, and his expression became a little serious.
"It was the man in black again. Is it related to the previous massacre of the 'Iron Sword Sect'?"
"It's very possible that they are all people with extraordinary skills and the ability to manipulate things."
The leader of the Demon Sect thought for a while and said seriously: "These people in black are not ordinary martial arts practitioners, and they know the magic of the Immortal Family. Although Yingyue Temple is small, it is also a branch of Qinglong Temple and belongs to the same lineage. Then
Master Ren is the junior disciple of the Master of Zen Heart in charge of Qinglong Temple. He has the ability and courage to go to Shadow Moon Temple to bloodbath, which shows that these people in black are not only good at cultivation, but there must be a force behind the scenes directing them."
Taoist Qingshan looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance, but had no time to appreciate it, "This group of men in black behaves strangely and acts ruthlessly. They never leave anyone alive. So far, they have not found any clues. The world that has been peaceful for a long time may be about to usher in another crisis."
Such a catastrophe, pity these innocent people in the world."
"In my opinion...this group of people should not be trying to exterminate the sect and achieve the purpose of solemnity. They may be looking for something. Otherwise, the descendants of the 'Iron Sword Sect' would now be reorganizing the 'Iron Sword Sect' in Kyoto."
Door, these men in black have not taken any action."
"What the head brother said is absolutely true. There are always people with ulterior motives who are pregnant with conspiracies."
"Everyone has a heart, and all people have greed in their hearts. Unless greed is eliminated, it will naturally be difficult to achieve positive results. Excessive greed will lead people to fall into the devil's path." After saying this, the master of the Demon Sect sighed, and he now had more worries in his heart.
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Worrying that there will be another bloody storm in the world.
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In the dense forest of pine trees, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the cicadas are chirping all around.
Through the small cracks between the leaves, a few figures could be faintly seen flying by.
A monk in yellow robes stopped and put his right arm through his sleeves, exposing most of his chest. He held a crescent shovel and shouted sideways: "Abbott, you go first, I'll hold you back."
them."
"Aren't you the opponent of those evil people? Don't risk your life in vain!"
The abbot mentioned by the yellow-robed monk was that master. Since the attack on Shadow Moon Temple, the man learned that these villains were coming for the brocade box. Knowing that the stakes were very important, he had no choice but to break out of the siege and hand over the box to
Senior brother, Master Zenxin, is the safest place.
Several people fought their way out of Yingyue Temple. They thought that no one would be chasing them for a while, so they set up a Buddhist light and walked in the air. Unexpectedly, before they could take a breath, two gangsters came over and killed one of the law enforcement officers.
The elder died immediately.
The man shouted that something was wrong. These two gangsters exuded Yin Qi and had extremely high cultivation levels. Standing alone, he might have a slight chance of winning, but now that he was running all the way, he was tired, and he was afraid that enemy reinforcements would arrive, so he had no choice but to
Lead everyone to avoid him quickly.
Seeing that the two gangsters were about to catch up, the yellow-robed monk had no choice but to step forward to protect the overall situation. Seeing that the man was still hesitating, the yellow-robed monk said anxiously: "Abbott, the overall situation is more important. If you don't hand over the brocade box,
In the hands of Master Zenxin, wouldn’t the disciples of Yingyue Temple have sacrificed their lives in vain? Go quickly! Go quickly! Why are Huiming still dazed? Take the abbot away quickly. If you don’t leave, it will be too late.”
The master clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name silently, and ran towards the depths of the woods. Huiming gritted his teeth, flicked his long sleeves, said "take care," and then ran into the woods. The rest of the monks had many faces.
They couldn't bear it, but they had nothing to do. They all chanted the Buddha's name softly and chased after the man.
The yellow-robed monk tightly grasped the crescent shovel in his hand, looking so upright and awe-inspiring.
After a while, countless birds were startled in one part of the forest, and then a miserable cry was heard, echoing throughout the forest.
"Who..." Xiao Yuchen roared, and this voice sounded in his ears not once or twice.
Xiao Yuchen looked around, but since he entered the formation seal on the sixth level, he felt that he had not reached the seventh level. When Xiao Yuchen's eyes lit up, the scene he saw was a gray desolate land, unlike the previous ghost prison.
In this way, you can see the tortured ghosts everywhere.
Xiao Yuchen wandered alone, and the previous words came from time to time in his ears. But when Xiao Yuchen listened carefully, the voice stopped suddenly.
Could it be that it's just an illusion?
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Suddenly, as if Xiao Yuchen realized something, he stopped moving forward, slowly closed his eyes, and even his breathing slowly calmed down. The long sword in his hand kept making a buzzing sound, and it began to shake more and more violently.
Xiao Yuchen pinched out the sword technique with her left hand, and when she let go of her right hand, the "Magic Weapon Long Sword" turned into a red light and flew out. The air seemed to be cut open, but there was still a red line that did not dissipate for a long time.
With a soft sound, Xiao Yuchen opened his eyes and saw a person appearing out of thin air a few feet away. He had red hair and blue eyes, with cold eyes, and no trace of emotion on his face. He held a brown spear in his hand.
The red-haired man was holding a gun with both hands, holding it diagonally in front of his chest. The "Magic Weapon Long Sword" was blocked by the handle of the gun and was hanging in the air, unable to move.
Xiao Yuchen narrowed his pupils slightly. The man in front of him was full of murderous intent. The spear in his hand was obviously not ordinary and should not be underestimated.
At this time, the red-haired man swung his spear and drew a streak of silver light. The "Magic Weapon Long Sword" received the force and was knocked away. It spun several times in the air and was inserted diagonally at Xiao Yuchen's feet.
Then, the red-haired man threw out a piece of yellow paper the size of a banknote. The yellow paper actually stuck to the ground when it landed. This shows that the red-haired man used his strength just right and it was an extraordinary move.
Xiao Yuchen had very good eyesight. When he looked at the yellow paper, he saw the words printed on the paper: "This guide is necessary in the world to be able to reincarnate and ascend to heaven in the underworld of Fengdu City."
Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but be surprised. Could this be the so-called evidence of the underworld - Lu Yin? Xiao Yuchen then thought about it: This person is a stranger to me, why is that? Thinking of this, Xiao Yuchen kept asking: "Who are you?"
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Seeing that the man was silent for a long time, Xiao Yuchen didn't want to delay, so he stepped forward and planned to pick up the "road guide". At this time, a silver light suddenly appeared, and the red-haired man came with a gun. Xiao Yuchen had expected this and did not panic.
, escaped the red-haired man’s sneak attack.
Seeing that he failed to succeed, the red-haired man then held the end of the spear and swept over. Xiao Yuchen held his sword upright in front of his chest. Although he blocked the "sweeping thousands of armies" move, he was pushed back several feet.
Xiao Yuchen thought to herself how strong this person was.
After the red-haired man took the move, he suddenly felt his palms were numb and said to himself: "Sure enough, he still has some strength."
"What?" Xiao Yuchen didn't hear clearly, but the man didn't seem to care and never spoke again. Xiao Yuchen thought this man was very strange and said, "May I ask your name?"
The red-haired man said nothing, but stared at Xiao Yuchen coldly.
Xiao Yuchen was stunned at the moment. I didn't offend anyone, did I? Why is this man so murderous as if he has seen an enemy?
"Hey! You look like you are a member of the ghost clan, so it's useless for you to come here as 'Lu Yin', so you might as well get it for me." After Xiao Yuchen finished speaking, seeing that the red-haired man still didn't say a word, he added
He stepped forward to get the "road guide" on the ground.
As soon as Xiao Yuchen moved, he saw the red-haired man about to make a move from the corner of his eye. Xiao Yuchen became a little impatient and said angrily: "You are really strange. What do you want to say? You don't look like a person like this."
Mute."
The red-haired man tilted his gun behind him, pointing the tip of the gun to the ground, with a stern and uncontrollable expression.
"If you can defeat me, take this 'Road Guide' and go straight to the 'Netherworld'."
"What if I lose?"
"If you lose...just keep your life."
“It’s really not worth it.”
The red-haired man ignored it, took out a piece of paper charm, silently recited a few spells and shouted: "Now!"
The paper talisman flew out in response and hung in the air, forming a cloud of black smoke. A dark wind suddenly rose all around, followed by a terrifying howl of an evil spirit. When the black smoke dissipated, a burly figure appeared.
"The art of controlling ghosts..." Xiao Yuchen saw that the figure appearing in the black smoke was made of evil spirit and was definitely not a living thing. He immediately thought of the ghost clan's spell - the art of controlling ghosts.
As the name suggests, this spell is naturally a method of controlling ghosts.
"King of Ghost Armor." After the red-haired man uttered three words, he said nothing again.
This Ghost Armor King is two heads taller than Xiao Yuchen and is wearing golden armor. If you look closely, you will find that there is no body inside the armor, but it is filled with green resentment.
"This thing is not a resentful ghost, but a gathering of violent energy. If you can control this evil thing, you must be of great virtue."
The red-haired man sneered, "This is the result of the resentment of millions of soldiers who died on the battlefield. They are brave and strong. If you can defeat this 'Ghost Armor King', you will be qualified to fight me."
As if he had been ordered to do so, the Ghost Armor King held the Yanyue Sword high above his head and slashed down on Xiao Yuchen's head. Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Yuchen kicked off his feet and jumped two feet away. The Yanyue Sword struck straight at the rocky ground, cutting out the ground abruptly.
It made a hole and knocked away a lot of rubble.
Xiao Yuchen knew in his heart that this ghost puppet was difficult to deal with and could not be resisted by force. He had no choice but to endure the heart-wrenching pain and activate the spiritual power in his body. The "Magic Weapon Long Sword" suddenly glowed red, and the brilliance turned into blazing heat.
The flames clung to the blade of the sword.
The sword danced and the wind roared, drawing afterimages in the air.
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The red-haired man couldn't help but widen his eyes, a little shocked. In case the other party was trying to make a fool of himself, the red-haired man silently recited the incantation. Green light flashed from the Ghost Armor King's body, and with a swing of his sword, a beam of sword light flew out.
Xiao Yuchen had quick eyesight and quick hands, and the long sword flew, drawing a red light and heading straight towards the sword light. There was a loud "bang" sound, and the two spiritual powers collided, and the residual power raised up the dust on the ground.
The dust dispersed, and the red-haired man was startled. Xiao Yuchen disappeared in the same place at some point. At this time, Xiao Yuchen had already circled behind the Ghost Armor King. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he struck out with all his strength and hit the Ghost Armor King directly.
