Rebirth of the soul rekindles the dream of the beauty of the country

Rulong was moving around in the secret realm like a ghost, his eyes fixed on two monks who were fighting fiercely not far ahead.

On one side was a disciple of the Dog Qi Sect. He was agile and his punches were fierce. Every punch made a whirring sound, as ferocious as a hungry dog ​​pouncing on its food. On the other side was a disciple of the Elephant Qi Sect. He was burly and his swordsmanship was fierce. Every strike of his sword was as powerful as a mountain crushing an egg.

Rulong carefully hid his figure and quietly approached the two. He stretched out his domain, like an invisible net, covering the Dog Qi Sect disciples who were fighting with the Xiang Qi Sect disciples.

The Gouqi Sect disciple was suddenly attacked, and his face turned pale in an instant. He opened his eyes wide, his face full of fear. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the restraints of the Dragon Domain, but the force was like an iron clamp, clamping him tightly.

At this thrilling moment, the sword energy of the Elephant Qi Sect disciple rushed in like lightning. The sword energy was so sharp that it seemed to tear the entire space apart. Under the ravages of the sword energy, the head of the Dog Qi Sect monk was easily chopped off like a ripe watermelon.

The Xiangqi Sect monk was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with disbelief. He never thought that his sword could kill the opponent so easily. He originally just wanted to teach the opponent a lesson and make him retreat, but he didn't expect that the opponent would stop fighting back and be killed by him.

A trace of uneasiness surged in his heart. He knew that the Dog Qi Sect and the Netherworld Sect were very close. Now that the Dog Qi Sect was powerful, he had gotten into trouble this time. He couldn't help but regret his impulsiveness. If he had known this would happen, he would never have easily clashed with the other party.

Now it was good, he had killed the other party, but now that things had come to this, he could only face reality. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Then I thought, never mind, there’s nothing to be afraid of.

The Xiangqi Sect monk was secretly pleased with himself. He destroyed the other's Dharma image and looted his belongings. Then he burned his body to ashes with a fireball. He thought to himself, "Who would investigate the cause of death of a monk in this secret realm?"

He was reluctant to even throw a pollution ball, and had no worries about being traced back.

And who in this secret realm has the treasure that can trace its origin?

However, what the Xiangqi Sect monks never expected was that Rulong had already used a crystal ball to record his actions of looting and burning the bodies of the Dogqi Sect disciples. And this crystal ball would soon be picked up by the Wolfqi Sect disciples and become evidence to expose him.

Outside a valley, Rulong was attracted by the sound of fierce fighting. He used his spiritual sense to scan and saw that Bo Hu was besieged by three masked monks in the late stage of transformation. There were many corpses lying on the ground, some wearing masks and some from the Leopard Qi Sect. Obviously, the masked ones were a group of killers, and the ones from the Leopard Qi Sect were Bo Hu's guards. This battle seemed to have lasted for a long time.

Although Bo Hu's cultivation had improved and he had reached the late stage of the Spiritualization, he was still at a disadvantage when facing three powerful enemies. His heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. Although the magic pen provided by his system was powerful, it was difficult to exert its full power when he was alone against three enemies.

Bo Hu's eyes flashed with determination. He gritted his teeth and swung the magic pen vigorously, trying to resist the enemy's attack. Every time he swung the pen, it was like a flash of lightning across the sky, carrying endless power. However, the enemy's attack came like a storm, making him almost breathless.

In the fierce battle, various thoughts kept flashing through Bo Hu's mind. He thought of Rulong, Li Yuanyuan, his pursuit, and... These became his motivation to persevere. He told himself that no matter what, he must not give up and must defeat the enemy in front of him.

A cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm was first trapped in the Peach Blossom Array drawn by Bo Hu's magic pen, and was suppressed by the Peach Blossom Fairy in the Peach Blossom Array and the peach blossom trees. However, Bo Hu had no chance and no strength to draw a second array diagram. The most he could do was to use the magic pen to draw characters to fight back.

The battle between Bo Hu and the monks becomes more and more intense, and every detail is full of thrills and excitement.

Bo Hu quickly sketched the word "mountain" in the air. His pen tip was like a nimble dancer, instantly magnifying it into a real rock. The mountain's momentum was surging, as if it was going to crush the entire space.

The other monk remained calm in the face of danger, as if he had seen through it. He sacrificed the big cauldron, which was like a towering mountain, rushing towards the mountain. The moment the two collided, the mountain collapsed and the ground shook. A huge shock wave spread in all directions, and the mountain was sucked into the cauldron.

After picking out the word "mountain", Bo Hu wrote down the word "wave" without hesitation. However, before he finished writing, another monk's flying hammer hit Bo Hu like lightning. Bo Hu hastily picked up the word "wave" at the other monk, and the word "wave" instantly turned into a huge wave, which collided fiercely with the flying hammer.

Under the impact of the huge waves, the flying hammer fell to the ground like a leaf blown up by the wind. Although Bo Hu successfully resisted the attack, his panic and embarrassment showed his difficult situation in this battle.

Rulong witnessed all this and was secretly surprised. He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of magical power does this Chinese character have? Is it the magical power of the pen, or is there a mystery in the character itself? Or is the character just a convenient carrier, and it needs the blessing of other magical powers to exert such a powerful power?

In this thrilling battle, Bo Hu and the monks showed superb skills and tenacious fighting spirit. Every gesture and every attack was full of endless variables and possibilities, which made people dizzy. And all this is just the tip of the iceberg of this battle...

Chinese characters have evolved so many times. I don’t know whether every character in every category can function like this.

However, "山" and "浪" are both traditional Chinese characters and simplified Chinese characters, and "龙" is even more difficult to judge.

This incident left a deep impression on Rulong, and at the same time he was also very envious.

Although the characters are powerful, they are not as good as the formation diagram after all, so he was at a disadvantage and Bo Hu had no choice but to escape.

At this time, four masked female cultivators appeared and came together to help Bo Hu.

One of these four female cultivators has the strength of the peak of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation, and the other three are in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.

Bo Hu was both happy and puzzled. How come so many masters came to help, and the few monks who surrounded Bo Hu did not panic?

At this moment, more than a dozen masked monks came and surrounded Bo Hu and others.

It turned out that the other party had already expected that Bo Hu would have reinforcements, and were surrounding and attacking them. It seemed that the four masked female cultivators had already attracted the attention of those killers.