Projection of heavens

The dense sword energy turned into a frenzy, criss-crossing the teahouse, and in just a moment, everything in the teahouse was torn into dust!

"scold!"

"snort!"

The moment the old man spoke, the man and woman all changed their colors, and at the same time they scolded. The flying swords from behind were unsheathed, followed by a shrill sound that broke through the air. They turned into circles of sword energy auras in front of each other, and filled the world with the flying swords. The sword energies collided crazily.

Zhengzhengzheng~~~

The sound of swords resounded one after another, accompanied by sawdust and stone powder rising into the sky.

The skills of this man and woman are also quite good, and they also use the sword-controlling method inherited from the Emei Sect. Although they took action in a hurry, they still maintained their integrity.

"Mu Qingliu!!"

However, the man and woman did not feel the slightest joy. A sense of crisis arose in their hearts, and they let out a high-pitched roar in unison: "If we don't take action, he will escape!"

boom!

Boom! !

At the same time that the two people spoke out, a series of trembling sounds suddenly erupted from the long street, and a crowd of people jumped on their backs. Pedestrians carrying knives and swords, carrying the sound of explosions caused by the strong wind, rushed towards the teahouse from all directions.

"Mu Qingliu!!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and the sound wave roared in, sweeping up dust all over the sky, and rushed into the teahouse in just an instant.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Mu Qingliu scolded them lightly, and after repelling the two of them, he saw many people attacking him. Instead of panicking, he laughed loudly: "I buried the sword for a while, and today, I will use the blood of you and other evil spirits to open my sword again." Front!"

During the long laughter, Mu Qingliu's body trembled slightly, his long gray hair instantly turned black, the wrinkles on his face instantly smoothed out, and his withered body became plump under the stretching of muscles and bones that sounded like a "clanging" sword.

Before the laughter even subsided, he had transformed into a middle-aged man with a slender figure and a stern face!

In the blink of an eye, the skinny old man turned into a middle-aged swordsman with a stern face and domineering eyes!

"scold!"

Mu Qingliu spoke softly, and suddenly a light of invisible material flashed in his eyes, turning into a three-foot handleless sword!

Buzz~

The sword light was as gentle as water, and as powerful as the sun shining brightly. Just for a moment, the sword energy filled the sky, and the sound of the collision of gold and iron disappeared.

"What an invisible sword..."

The man and woman curled up their mouths and showed a strange smile. Then they fell on their backs, their bodies cut into two pieces, and dark blood overflowed.

The flying sword lying in front of him turned into powder and floated away. He was killed on the spot by the invisible sword energy!

"kill!"

And the next moment, all the people flying from all directions took action!

Boom!

The long street shook violently, and the ground within several miles sank. Countless houses were shattered and scattered in the billowing dust.

"kindness?"

Mu Qingliu narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his slender palm, bent his index finger, and flicked the sword.

Buzz buzz~~~

The sound of the sword roared instantly, and ripples of an invisible substance instantly spread out around Mu Qingliu with Mu Qingliu as the center!

Huge air waves are surging!

In this extremely sharp sword sound, the space seemed to turn into water, and the ripples combined to form a terrifying sword wave visible to the naked eye!

boom!

The dust was all torn apart by the sword energy, and a thunder-like explosion sound erupted. The masters who attacked from all directions were torn apart by the sword sound in the next moment, shattering into a blood mist that filled the sky!

"Okay, okay! You are worthy of being the younger brother of the swordsman Li Chungang. Kill my ten puppet corpses..."

The sky suddenly went dark, and an evil laughter like thunder shook hundreds of miles away.

"Evil!"

Mu Qingliu's eyes froze slightly, and the invisible sword floating in front of him shook slightly. The sword made a thunderous sound, broke through the air three hundred feet in an instant, and pierced into the sky.

boom!

The rolling air waves spread across the sky, blowing away the dust all over the sky.

That invisible sword pulled out a white air current hundreds of feet long in the sky, fighting with an evil young man wearing a red robe in the sky.

The young man had a strange appearance, his eyes were red, and he was holding three long scarlet needles, which collided with the flying sword that carried the sound of thunder.

"Quack! You are old after all!"

The young man clasped the long needle, flicked the invisible sword out, and smiled strangely: "Li Chungang cut the air for seven thousand miles with one sword, but you only have a hundred miles... It's sad and ridiculous!"

As soon as he moved, his figure seemed to be illusory. In an instant, the sky was covered with dense red shadows, and bursts of evil thoughts filled the entire Yingtian City.

The young man's voice echoed from all directions.

"The Way of the Blood Demon..."

Looking at the red shadow covering the sky, Mu Qingliu's heart sank slightly, and he recognized that this was the blood demon's way thousands of years ago.

He was severely injured by the Black Mountain Old Demon long before Jiazi. He only had three of the ninety-nine invisible swords left. His strength was severely weakened, and his mind was invaded by the evil intention of the Black Mountain Old Demon. He had no choice but to enter the world to practice. He needed three Jiazi to be able to do it. recover.

Now it is only a year old, and his cultivation is far from being restored.

This battle is hard to get over!

He took a deep breath, and in his flashing eyes, two invisible swords appeared again, staring coldly at the demonic shadow in the sky.

........

In the teahouse, Gu Shaoshang was holding tea with a subtle expression on his face.

The inference of the ancient world was a little different from what he imagined. Once the world unfolded, it attracted too many imprints and was too complicated. Even many imprints that were not in his plan emerged one by one, and the whole process became A specious look.

It was as if, when he launched his plan, the entire prehistoric world became a huge magnet, attracting all the Daoyun imprints scattered in unpredictable places, some of which were in his plan, and some of which were beyond his expectation.

At least, in his plan, these "internal beta" players should be enough before traveling to the West.

Unexpectedly, one Li Chungang blocked these beta testers for decades.

This is also a good thing for him. The more changes there are, the more powerful power will explode after the world changes.

Of course, these restless imprints must be broken into pieces and absorbed into their primeval origins.

"Something interesting..."

Gu Shaoshang looked at the battle between immortals and demons in the sky and smiled.

Naturally, he has no intention of taking action at this time. Reverse the prehistoric period, which is his second path of cultivation. If he needs to take action before reaching the last few steps, it would be too cheap.

"Perhaps, start a public beta? Or..."

He was thoughtful in his mind.

At this time, there are two sides of the same body. The Shang Clan's base camp can be regarded as the original people of the ancient world, and this game of the sky is the place where many imprints that he absorbed centered on the ancient world evolved.

It's just the beginning at this time, so naturally it doesn't require too many players to come in. Moreover, this game is only suitable for elites. Even if it is in public beta, there may not be much improvement.

One hundred million cannon fodder is just cannon fodder.

Of course, for Gu Shaoshang, this is a selection process, like a big wave washing away the sand, sifting out the strong ones from countless cannon fodder.

The reason for promoting the reversal of the prehistoric era in this way is that in this model, there is a unique and huge advantage.

The game can be archived, but other brands in the prehistoric world cannot.

............

When Mu Qingliu was fighting the blood demon, Gu Changfeng watched quietly on a mountain peak outside Yingtian Mansion.

"Three months ago, Li Chungang slashed his sword on the Shu Mountain, seven thousand miles away, and killed the blood demon and thirty-four thousand blood gods..."

Not far behind Gu Changfeng, Zhao Qiyi was dressed in a white Taoist robe, sitting on a large bluestone, holding a cup of hot tea and speaking quietly.

"Li Chungang is invincible in Shushan! He can borrow the power of any sword cultivator. The advantage is too great."

An inexplicable smile appeared on Feng Jue's face, and he said lightly: "When the player's power is only at the third level at most, Li Chungang's fourth level cultivation is a gap that is difficult to cross at this time..."

In Cangtian Game, cultivation levels are divided into sixteen levels. Most of today's players only have level two, and the top few only have level three. Compared to Li Chungang, the gap is too big.

The Blood Demon was one of the first batch of closed beta players, and could barely be considered a master among the current players. However, it was obvious that he couldn't win against Mu Qingliu, who had fallen from the fourth level to less than the third level.

"It seems that the task of destroying Shushan will be delayed for decades or even hundreds of years."

Gu Changfeng sighed slightly.

Now he can only reach the third level. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Even if he has many methods, he is at most as different as the blood demon. Think about standing at the fourth level and being able to accommodate the cultivation of Shushan's Nine Thousand Sword Immortals. Li Chungang, who was all dressed up, felt a little cold in his heart.

The gap is too big, cheating is not that easy to fix.

"Those guys don't think so. Otherwise, why would this blood demon take action at this time?"

Zhao Qi smiled and took out a thermos cup somewhere behind him, poured another cup of tea, and handed it to Gu Changfeng: "Come, come, authentic wolfberry soaked in water..."

"Brother Zhao..."

Gu Changfeng looked back with a dark look on his face and said, "You carry a thermos cup all day long. What kind of trouble are you going to make?"

For this group of teammates, Gu Changfeng has enough.

One captain, Wang Zhongchao, a pure martial arts fanatic, had previously challenged Li Chungang in a third-level body, and is still lying dead today.

A Garonne, even in reality, resisted the sky rail gun, and was knocked unconscious for three months after one shot.

A Dugufeng travels around the world, really thinking that he is a swordsman, and he appears and disappears.

It seems normal, but Zhao Qi carries a thermos cup every day and gives you a glass of wolfberry water at every turn...

Fortunately, Feng Jue looks normal, otherwise, he would have left the team.

"You do not understand......."

Zhao Qi smiled and drank the teacup in one gulp: "Wolfberry improves eyesight and has the effect of nourishing yin and nourishing the kidneys..."

"Hey, here comes the drama! Blood Demon's teammates are here, let's see if Li Chungang can come down the mountain."

At this time, Feng Jue's spirit was slightly shaken. He put down the book in his hand and looked at Yingtian Mansion in the distance.

When Gu Changfeng heard this, he looked over and saw silhouettes of people rushing towards the sky!

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