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Chapter Thirteen, Repression

At this time, this third-level mid-level magic circle was not as powerful as before because most of its connection with the earth veins was severed.

When the barbarian ancestral spirit saw this, his expression changed, and a golden scimitar flew out of his body towards Chen Hongyu.

A cold light flashed on the golden scimitar blade, and a sharp sword intent emanated.

A clanging sound was heard, and the Red Cloud Sword kept colliding with the scimitar.

The aftermath of the clash of swords continued to spread out in all directions, and the surrounding barbarian buildings continued to shatter under the aftermath.

This left behind the fact that the building, which had already suffered a lot of trauma when the battle just broke out, was now reduced to pieces of ruins.

Only a few buildings were not seriously damaged because they were located in the corners of the battlefield and were protected by formations.

While he was distracted in controlling the Red Cloud Sword and clashing with the nameless golden scimitar, Chen Hongyu was not idle either. His spiritual consciousness condensed a small golden sword and wandered around, looking for the ancestral spirit hidden around him.

Chen Hongyu's consciousness radiated out, and he could sense every movement around him.

At this time, you can feel that the ancestral spirit is hiding on a statue two hundred feet away.

The small golden sword condensed with divine consciousness quickly passed through the air. In an instant, it came to the side of the statue and slashed out with a sword. The statue did not suffer any damage, but a golden figure rushed out from it, which was the ancestral spirit.

However, at this time, the body of the ancestral spirit was no longer as solid as before, but instead seemed a bit illusory.

"This ancestral spirit doesn't have much residual power, and there are no barbarians to worship it. At this moment, it still controls the scimitar and the red cloud sword. I'm afraid it has already reached the end of its power!"

Thinking of this, Chen Hongyu stepped forward, leaving different depths of footprints on the ground with his feet, and shot towards the ancestor spirit like an arrow from a string.

At the same time, the curtain hanging down from the Xuanyuan water droplets above Chen Hongyu's head continued to block various attacks from the array.

At this time, most of this formation was cut off due to its connection with the underground spiritual veins, so its power was much smaller. It was only blocked by the layer of protection of the Xuanyuan water droplets.

Two more golden swords of divine consciousness condensed and shot towards the ancestral spirit.

At this time, Chen Hongyu began to notice the weakness of the spirit and soul. After fighting for so long, most of the spirit's power had been lost, and there were only three or four levels of mana left in the body.

Therefore, he now wants to cut through the mess quickly.

On the other side, seeing that the situation was not good, the ancestral spirit immediately walked away, turning his body into a golden light and heading towards the core of the blessed land.

The scimitar wanted to leave with him, but was entangled with the Red Cloud Sword so it stayed behind.

With a thought in Chen Hongyu's mind, the Xuanyuan Controlled Water Bead flew out. With the help of the Red Cloud Sword, the ropes condensed by the spiritual water suppressed the golden scimitar, and then were put into the space inside the Xuanyuan Controlled Water Bead.

The Xuanyuan Controlled Water Bead fell into his hand, and Chen Hongyu could see the scene inside it if he penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness.

The golden scimitar was still shaking, and the alchemist bound his grandmother with ropes condensed with spiritual water.

Even if occasionally a restraint is cut off by the sword energy emitted by the golden sword, it will be restored quickly.

"Golden Moon Knife: a third-level high-grade Shinto magic weapon. It contains twenty-seven forbidden magics. It has the effects of fighting enemies, flying, and purifying incense."

As soon as the results of the attribute detection came out, Chen Hongyu's expression changed.

Incense is a good thing, he had experienced it in the Chiming Realm, but at that time he belonged to the Earthly Realm, there were not many people in his territory, and he did not have much power of incense.

This is even worse after returning to Leize Realm. In Leize Realm, except for the temples of the major immortal sect ancestors standing everywhere, other monks set up temples privately to accept sacrifices. Once discovered, they would be eradicated with thunderous force.

As for Daqian World, Wang Mu taught him a method of practicing using luck.

With the support of the luck of the Daqian title, in less than ten years, his distraction may be able to overcome the bottleneck and enter the fourth level.

"The path of luck is similar to Shinto, but it is more advanced. But now, although I have obtained a Shinto magic weapon, I don't have any Shinto magic. It seems that I need to use the system to deduce a Shinto magic.

In the future, you can spread your faith in this fairy world and collect incense for practice. After all, the heavenly silver purified from incense in Shinto is a good spiritual object for cultivating the soul.

Now that I have systematic help, as well as distractions and accumulation from past lives, I have no bottlenecks in understanding the secrets of the technique until the later stages of foundation building.

All we need to do is increase the spiritual power and physical body, and breaking through will be a matter of course."

With his mind turning, he saw the Jin Yue Dao still struggling inside the Xuanyuan Control Water Bead. A small sword of divine consciousness entered it, directly cutting off the connection in the dark, and then leaving the ancestral spirit inside the Jin Yue Dao. The mark was wiped away, and the Golden Moon Sword immediately stopped.

Seeing this, Chen Hongyu kept swinging the Red Cloud Sword in his hand, and dozens of swords were struck out, directly breaking through the remaining nameless magic circle.

As soon as the formation was broken, the rich spiritual energy that had been gathered and condensed in the medicine garden suddenly spread out.

Chen Hongyu hurriedly came to the medicine garden and took the fourth-level spiritual plant and dozens of other third-level spiritual plants with their roots and soil into the Chiyun Cave Mansion, leaving deep pits in place.

In Chiyun Cave, when they saw the spiritual grasses with spiritual soil falling from the sky in the center of the cave, many medicinal martens were stunned.

After receiving the message from Chen Hongyu, a flash of understanding flashed through the smart eyes of these medicine spirit minks, and they immediately summoned their members to begin transplanting these spiritual herbs into the core of the cave's spiritual veins.

After explaining these things, Chen Hongyu took a purple jade pill and regained his magic power and consciousness.

At the same time, he quickly walked around the remaining buildings at this gathering point, and after finding a few animal skins with scriptures recorded on them, he quickly headed towards the place where the message had just been sent.

After a while, Chen Hongyu came to a gathering place again. The architectural style and so on were exactly the same as the place he went to before, except that the spiritual vein here was a third-level spiritual vein.

At this time, Fang Qingsong was trapped in the formation and was fighting against Na Duduo while resisting the attack of the formation.

At this time, Fang Qingsong was surrounded by a shield-shaped defensive weapon, constantly blocking the formation's attacks.

At the same time, the flying sword in his hand was fighting against a scimitar controlled by the ancestral spirit. He also held a big seal in one hand, which continuously sent out thunderbolts to fight against Na Duduo.

Although Duduo seems to have been severely damaged and is only as strong as the middle stage of foundation building, he still cannot be underestimated.

But now, Fang Qingsong can still fight one against two despite the interference of the formation, which cannot but be admired.

"Duduo, take my sword!" Chen Hongyu no longer hesitated, the Li Gong sword light merged with the Red Cloud sword, and in an instant he broke through the formation and entered it to slash towards Duduo.

Hearing Chen Hongyu's voice and seeing the Red Cloud Sword coming toward him, a look of panic flashed across Duduo's face.

"How could it be possible? He actually broke through the formations left by our ancestors!"


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