After the rain, it clears up and the moon shines brightly.
This autumn rain was not heavy at all, but it came very suddenly. Xia Ze and his party hurriedly hid in a cave they discovered by chance.
It was rare that Bai Lu took the initiative to talk to Ayu, asking to borrow the Thunder Soul-Birding Cauldron to bathe in the rolling thunder. Ayu was happy and borrowed it casually. Before entering the Soul-Birth Cauldron, Bai Lu casually peeled off a dragon scale from his body and handed it to Ayu.
That piece of dragon scale shines with cold silver light. Holding it in the palm of your hand, you can faintly hear the roar of dragons. The dragon scales are thousands of times harder than pig iron. If the dragon tribe hadn't personally given it to them or been surrounded by many people,
It is extremely difficult to obtain a scale.
Just by holding this silver dragon scale and going to the river waters where the God of Waterlessness is seated, he can order hundreds of fish and shrimps in the water to use for his own use. There was once a scholar who, by chance, saved the life of a true dragon.
, later he repaid his kindness and gave him a dragon scale, which was inlaid on the fishing rod. He actually caught a kun as big as a mountain in the sea. Later, he was appreciated by the king of the dynasty and appointed as the prime minister, and he annexed the country as a whole.
A feat of one continent.
Ayu patted Bai Lu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Young man, I'm so generous. If you want to borrow the Thunder-Regenerating Soul Cauldron in the future, just ask, my sister is sure."
Bai Lu didn't say much, and jumped into the thunder pond. After a while, a silver dragon's tail rose up, like a fish in water.
He Xu opened his mouth and wanted to jump up to see how spectacular the cauldron was. However, Ayu pulled him down by his ears and cursed: "You don't want your life!"
Xia Ze did not take the time to practice boxing this time. Instead, he held the Lihuo Sword and sat cross-legged next to the fire.
Xu Xiuzhu used the branches to lift the branches under the flames to avoid the moist autumn wind and blow out the swaying flames. He turned his head and saw a magical scene. Xia Ze exhaled and inhaled, accompanied by the Lihuo Sword.
The red fire light flickers on and off.
There is no deliberate luck adjustment, but the natural sword intention and fist intention are like turbulent waves and motionless rocks. The tides come and go, and the rocks are as motionless as mountains. The two undercurrents are surging, and the momentum is huge. If not
Xu Xiuzhu knew that Xia Ze was a martial artist and not a Qi practitioner, and he was afraid that his Taoist heart was already rotten to pieces at this moment.
There are hundreds of sword cultivators in the sky, flying swords on their feet, and have been wielding swords in the air for almost half a day. In front of them, there is something as thin as a tiny grass, with thousands of rays of light, swaying unsteadily, but as fast as a whirling heel.
In order to fight for this thing, that group of people frantically poured spiritual energy into the flying swords under their feet. Whenever someone wanted to take over this house in one fell swoop, someone would sacrifice a magical weapon to disturb other people's good deeds. One after another, the group came from all over the Kyushu.
The sword cultivators here are like enemies meeting each other, they are extremely jealous and almost want to draw their swords and fight to the death.
Xia Ze suddenly asked: "Brother Xu, they seem to be robbing something. What are they doing?"
Xu Xiuzhu raised his head and glanced up, continued to stir up the bonfire with dead branches, and said in a deep voice: "I heard my master say that Longshengzhou Fenghuo Pass is the first line of defense against the demon army. It has been in battle all year round, whether it is a sword cultivator or a martial artist.
, all suffered numerous casualties, and countless swordsmanship jade and qi refining embryos withered early. In order to further prevent the demon tribe from entering Kyushu, some experts proposed to draw a beacon gathering righteousness sign, recruit the world's heroes, and go to Longshengzhou to kill them together.
Monster clan.”
Xia Ze stopped wiping his sword and his eyes gradually became firm. Longshengzhou Fenghuo Pass was her hometown.
Xu Xiuzhu's face showed a look of yearning: "Being able to go to Longshengzhou Fenghuo Pass and cut off the head of a big demon with my own hands is a warrior and sword cultivator with the backbone of Kyushu. This is the only thing that can be considered the most fulfilling thing in my heart."
A true hero!”
Xia Ze was fascinated by what he heard, but suddenly asked: "Brother Xu, if that's the case, why do they want to snatch the Juyi Card? Why don't they just go there?"
Xu Xiuzhu suddenly paused and dropped the dead branch in his hand, with an awkward expression: "A brave man must be rewarded with a heavy reward. This Beacon Fire Juyi Plate is equivalent to ten Bailu coins. You must know that refining qi is an extremely consuming thing."
It’s a hard job with money, and there are so many qi-refiners in Kyushu that if you are not a well-known and upright genealogy master, and the sect devotes all its efforts to support you, you can only be reduced to a wild cultivator in the mountains and swamps, fighting with wild dogs."
Xia Ze frowned and secretly calculated that ten pieces of white money would equal tens of millions of taels of silver.
Xu Xiuzhu sat cross-legged and sighed, seeming a little regretful: "At the same time, this Fenghuo Juyi Plate is also equivalent to an ultimatum that leads foreign sword cultivators to Fenghuo Pass. In order to prevent those who cheat and fish in troubled waters, it seems to be acquiescing to the strong.
Fight with the strong."
Xia Ze suddenly stood up and looked at the sword cultivator in the sky: "Brother Xu, if I get this Fenghuo Gathering Card and go to Fenghuo Pass, is there a time limit?"
Xu Xiuzhu looked at the young man's eagerness to try and felt a little confused, but he still nodded and replied: "Three years."
"That's enough." The young man was overjoyed when he heard this. He was about to take off with his sword, but was held back by Xu Xiuzhu, who was shocked and pale.
There was uncontrollable worry in Xu Xiuzhu's eyebrows, and he said sternly: "Brother Xia Ze, you can see clearly, everyone in the sky is a sword cultivator. If I can see through the cultivation realm, there will be no less.
Ten people, don’t risk your lives just for that little money.”
Xia Ze was stunned for a moment, nodded, looked at the people behind him, then slapped himself in the face, returned to the fire, and said with a smile: "Brother Xu taught me a lesson because I was rude."
Xu Xiuzhu secretly weighed the worries in his heart to see if they were unnecessary. After all, this kid always hit him on the head when facing a martial artist of the seventh or eighth level.
There were sounds of fighting in the sky above our heads. At first, the sword cultivators were evenly matched. They held the swords of the Immortal Family and fought against each other. After all, they were concerned about the sect power behind the other party. No one dared to make a killing move, until someone
The foreign sword cultivator who was obsessed with money, regardless of the situation, used a bright red sword and killed the two of them one after another. The originally tense battle situation suddenly became tense.
Ayu stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the sword cultivators with red eyes all over the sky, and marveled. He Xu held Ayu's hand and covered his eyes with one hand, wanting to see but also a little scared.
After a while, I heard Ayu exclaim: "This swordsman's swordsmanship is really soul-stirring and murderous. He can even cut off a mountain with one sword."
After a while, I heard Ayu laugh and say: "This martial artist's boxing technique is a bit advanced. The sound is very loud, but the thunder is loud and the raindrops are small. It only took one punch to hit a swordsman's head and shatter it like a watermelon. If it were me, I guess this
Even a group of them can’t fill my teeth.”
He Xu was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but was held tightly by Ayu. Seeing the child's cowardice, the woman burst out laughing. Bai Lu, who was in the Cauldron of Thunder Soul, heard the woman's silver bell-like laughter.
, slowly raised his head from the thunder pool, smiled, and then there was a trace of thunder, falling on the ground, and the burned soil was charred.
Xu Xiuzhu suddenly realized that something was wrong. The young man opposite him was so quiet, so quiet that he looked up suddenly. Only then did he notice that one of Xia Ze's eyes had lost its brilliance and was as lifeless as a dead fish.
When the last golden rune caught up with the previous golden brilliance, the sword cultivators who fought until their number was reduced by half, suddenly noticed that not far away, there was a young man wearing a white robe, bathing in the golden brilliance.
I couldn't see clearly, but there was a giant beast with a tiger head and dragon scales stepping on it.
The beacon gathering righteousness card quietly fell into the young man's palm.
The young man's eyes shone like the rays of the sunrise. He waved his hand and held a golden long sword in his hand. With a light stroke of the sword, the sword light spread across the sky and suddenly drew an arc-shaped sword aura as big as a mountain in the air.
The incident happened suddenly, and the sword cultivators who were closest had no time to defend themselves. They were swayed by the sword light and fell lightly from the sky. Before they fell to the ground, they were swallowed by the bloody mouth and sucked into their stomachs.
As for the sword cultivator who walked away with his sword and decisively escaped from the battle, he let one man and one beast go without any hindrance. The sword cultivator who was most likely to pocket the Beacon Fire Gathering Plate was furious and held the sword in his hand.
Transforming into ten, ten into hundreds, hundreds into thousands, thousands into thousands, the blood-colored flying swords that were as heavy as black clouds all hit the young man in the center of the world.
The young man in the cassock raised the corner of his mouth in a playful arc, his sleeves fluttered, and he suddenly swung forward, two rolling thunders resolutely hit the sword rain above his head.
In the center of the heaven and earth, there is a huge golden god with a ferocious face, a long sword in his hand, wrapped around the lightning thunder, and roars.
Tens of thousands of flying swords fell from the sky, and where the young man's two fingers came together, there was a long sword with all its glory dissipated. The gray figure flashed past, gathered his true energy, raised a fist, and smashed
To the young man's cheek.
The young man groaned and fell from the sky.
Ayu and He Xu looked at that small black dot, which fell heavily from the top, causing a mountain peak to collapse. Looking at the red ferocious beast, Ayu always had the feeling that he was in front of it.
, life and death are only a matter of a thought, and it completely depends on its mood. In front of the king, the ant can only surrender.
Jian Xiu retreated violently, but he never thought that the ferocious beast would disperse into a cloud of red mist, followed by a fierce hurricane, rolling clouds, and a terrifying attraction suddenly erupted in the rapidly swirling vortex.
The rest of the sword cultivators saw that something was not going well, so they made a quick decision and used their swords to turn into rainbows and escape, and they were able to escape the disaster.
As soon as his feet were in the air, the long red sword fell into the whirlpool and disappeared. Even though his heart was cut by a knife, in order to survive, the sword cultivator had to cut off his wrist and wanted to escape from this place, but unexpectedly, his eyes flashed, that person
The boy who was knocked down by his punch came behind him at some point and grabbed Jianxiu's neck tightly.
Beside the campfire, Xia Ze frowned slightly.
The Yin Shen with an unusually cold expression on his head just let go of the sword cultivator and disappeared.
After Tuntian spit out the sword cultivators he had protected in his mouth, he reintegrated into Xia Ze's body.
Xia Ze raised his head, with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face. In his hand was the spirit-filled Beacon Gathering Righteous Plate.
Xu Xiuzhu smiled and said, "Tell me, whose girl can make your Yin Shen not care about her own safety, blatantly break away from your control and go to snatch this Juyi Card."