Inquiry about immortality

444 Three Years
Di's surname, Jin Dan, immediately agreed: "Don't worry, the island owner, Di will send a message back to the teacher."

The snake lady gave an 'hmm' sound, and an ancient order with the word 'cold' appeared in her palm, and she said in a deep voice, "In the name of the owner of Guanxing Island, I am sending an order to Xiaohanyu! This is the autumn of life and death..."

All alchemy monks on the island.

Regardless of the two ways of righteousness and evil, or casual cultivators at Yinshan Pass, even the man with the snake body showed his real body, all of them looked serious, waiting patiently for the snake woman to pass on her orders word by word.

Qi Qi bowed his hands to the snake woman and took orders!

……

The Tianxingmeng retreated, but that didn't mean it was really safe. Qin Sang and other foundation-building monks were not qualified to participate in the discussion. While adjusting their breathing and recovering, they peeked at the small island in the middle.

All the golden elixirs on the island gathered together to discuss, not knowing what kind of regulations will be set.

Their fate cannot be decided by themselves, but in the hands of others.

After all the golden cores saluted the snake lady, Che Yutao glanced over and looked over.

Then, Zhan Yi, who was sitting cross-legged beside Qin Sang, was called to Che Yutao, took a token-shaped thing, flew north out of the sea of ​​fog, and nodded to Qin Sang before leaving.

There are quite a few others who left with him, as well as several Jindans.

After a while, Qin Sang and others finally received a clear order.

Everyone was organized into small teams according to their cultivation, and then each selected a small island to practice in the formation. No one was allowed to leave without orders.

……

For three years.

The waters of Chaotic Island have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Xiaohanyu spared no effort to strengthen the spirit array several times. The current True Water Thousand Illusion Array is not only far more powerful than before, but also expanded several times in scope.

Now, the entire chaotic island waters are shrouded in a thousand illusions of true water, and an east-west rectangular space has been opened up in the sea of ​​fog, and the scope is really not small.

The monks in the Xiaohanyu area are relying on the islands and the True Water Thousand Illusion Formation to confront the Tianxing League.

There is also a similar place in the Tianxingmeng, just south of the waters of Chaos Island, a place called Taiqing Lake. There is a large piece of unusually wide waters between the two sides, and that is the battlefield.

Early morning hours.

The mist gradually dissipated, and the water surface was as calm as a mirror.

Not a single bird flew.

Not surprisingly, for the past three years, there have been few birds around.

'boom! '

The sound of gold and iron clanging in the distance broke the silence.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of escaping lights of different colors were seen, chasing and flying towards here. Among the escaping lights, there were also rays of light manifested by magic weapons such as sword energy and sword light.

Obviously, these monks are fighting fiercely.

Their cultivation bases are not low, the lowest is in the early stage of foundation establishment, and there are even masters in the late stage of foundation establishment.

The two sides chased and fled, and the fleeing side fought and retreated. Although it was in a weak position, the formation was not chaotic, and there would be no signs of defeat in a short time.

'Whizzing……'

Rays of light flew across the sky one after another.

At this moment, no one noticed that a shadow quietly appeared on the surface of the water, hiding wretchedly at the bottom of the water, watching the battlefield secretly.

There is a person hiding in the shadows, if not Qin Sang, who else?
Qin Sang stared wide-eyed.

The one who escaped was none other than Xiaohanyu cultivator, and one of them was brother Mu Yifeng.

As for the ones chasing them, don't think about it, it must be the monks of the Tianxingmeng.

In the past three years, this scene has been repeated countless times here, but sometimes it is the Xiaohanyu cultivator who is hunted down, and sometimes it is the Tianxingmeng party.

The battle in the air was very fierce, with frequent collisions of magical instruments and repeated spells.

Qin Sang pondered for a moment, with a frown between his eyebrows, the ebony sword flew out by itself, then quietly concealed the blade and flew towards the battlefield.

Soon, the ebony sword approached the battlefield not far away, Qin Sang's eyes turned sharply, and finally fixed on a middle-aged man in a brocade robe.

This person is not the highest cultivation in the Tianxing League, but he is also a master in the late stage of foundation establishment, with extraordinary strength, he can not lose the wind when confronting Mu Yifeng, and even faintly suppress Mu Yifeng.

Qin Sang stared closely at the middle-aged man in Jinpao and the battle formation of the Tianxing League, finally saw the opening, his eyes lit up, and his lips parted lightly: "Go!"

A clap of thunder suddenly resounded through the clear sky.

The ebony sword appeared, moving from stillness, and immediately showed extreme speed. The sword light was like a flash of lightning, and it rushed behind the middle-aged man in brocade robe in the blink of an eye.

"I already knew that you were treacherous..."

The middle-aged man in Jin Pao sneered, he had been prepared for a long time, and a mysterious spiritual map suddenly appeared on his seemingly undefended back.

It is not easy for the spiritual map to manifest the mysterious light.

If it was an ordinary flying sword, it would definitely be easily resisted by Lingtu.

Unfortunately, what he met was Qin Sang and Ebony Sword!

Qin Sang didn't use the blood dirty light.

The bloody divine light is one of his biggest hole cards, and he will only use it unless he can guarantee to kill his opponent and there are no other people around to watch.

In the past three years, it has only been used once.

However, relying on the supernatural power of sword energy and thunder sound, as well as the sharpness of the ebony sword itself, Qin Sang was enough to deal with most of the crisis situations, and even gained a lot of fame.

'boom! '

How fast was the sound of sword energy and thunder, before Xuanguang was fully formed, the ebony sword arrived and shattered Xuanguang.

Lingtu was not spared either, but it was not completely destroyed.

Qin Sang took back the ebony sword without being greedy, and it was he who used the ebony sword cautiously, so no one has ever discovered that the ebony sword is a magic weapon.

This is enough, the middle-aged man didn't expect such a strong sneak attack, his figure froze, Mu Yifeng seized the opportunity to fight against the middle-aged man, the sharp edge in his hand was like lightning.

"Sword Qi and Thunder Sound..."

The sneer on the face of the middle-aged man in Jin Pao froze suddenly, his eyes were horrified, he couldn't dodge in time, he was crushed to death by Jiu Vulcan Front.

"No, it's the Shadowless Sword!"

"Come on!"

The other monks of the Tianxingmeng screamed in horror, turned around and ran away without hesitation, regardless of the corpse of their companions.

Qin Sang secretly smiled bitterly.

In the past three years, after going through great battles, he has also gained a lot of fame, mixing up the name of Wuyingjian, and occupying the name of Wujimen's fame technique.

As a result, the Promise Sect disciples were very upset to see him.

The opponent retreated resolutely, and the formation was not in chaos. Qin Sang and others chose to give up the pursuit and divide the spoils. Qin Sang returned to the chaotic island waters alone.

After flying for a while, a huge wall of fog appeared in the north, completely blocking Qin Sang's vision.

The fog rises straight into the sky and persists for years, with no end in sight from east to west.

Seeing the sea of ​​fog, Qin Sang boldly steered You Luoyun to gallop, flew straight to the fog wall, and raised the token he had already prepared in his hand.

Qin Sang felt his body tense up, and the token gave off a milky white shimmer. When it touched the mist, the light shot out from the depths of the sea of ​​mist, turning into a long and narrow passage, appearing in front of Qin Sang.

It seems that Qin Sang is already familiar with the way.

He still rides the clouds and walks through the passage.

After flying for a certain distance in the sea of ​​fog, the vision ahead suddenly became clear.

The drizzle was drizzling and it was a little dim, but it didn't affect the sight.

(End of this chapter)