Dont look at me!I'm just a melon!

The figure of Bai Shaochuan rushing towards Jiuying was only an afterimage, and then another shadow that was not very obvious followed, and disappeared into Bai Shaochuan's body in a blink of an eye.Jiuying saw it clearly, but didn't react for a while.When it came to its senses, it flicked its tail immediately, intending to strike first.

At this moment, a burst of powerful coercion surged, instantly immobilizing Jiuying.

Bai Shaochuan who leaned forward seemed to be fixed in mid-air, his face was blank, and even his eyes were in a trance.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a long silver dragon rolled and danced, its powerful aura, just the flashing image in his mind shocked Bai Shaochuan unceasingly.What followed was a series of clear pictures.

After discovering Bai Shaochuan's abnormality, Jiuying immediately supported the suppression of this coercion, controlled his body to rush towards Bai Shaochuan, and went straight to the Sky Breaking Canglan Sword in his hand.However, before it got close to the protective circle formed by the sword energy, a mighty sword intent surged up into the sky, cutting Jiuying's flesh and blood from half of his body.

The huge body was covered with scars, and the blood dripped into the pool below him, and it was dyed a light red in the blink of an eye.

Jiuying was startled and frightened, but also found that he could no longer get close to Bai Shaochuan.The nightmare from ten thousand years ago seems to strike again, not to mention that Bai Shaochuan at this time is hundreds of times stronger than before.Even though Jiuying didn't understand what was going on, it didn't prevent it from realizing that it should avoid the edge for the time being.

The person in mid-air is tall and tall, and his calmness before this comes from his calmness of mind and his own outstanding temperament.But at this time, a suffocating majesty and chill surged from the inside out.

The momentum aroused by the strength from the essence is completely different from the appearance, even if you don't have to look at it with the naked eye, you can clearly smell the threat from this person.

Jiuying is naturally not as powerful as Chaos and other ancient beasts, but he has not been weakened by the seal, and he is smooth and flexible. He has no illusion of being the only one, so he naturally has to be more sober.To be able to escape successfully after losing most of his strength, and to survive for more than [-] years without incident and even recover a lot, this kind of patience and heart is rarely matched by monks.

Facing Bai Shaochuan, who was showing strange behaviors frequently at this time, Jiuying wisely chose to escape.

If he stayed any longer, it might not be as simple as the serious injury he suffered ten thousand years ago.

Looking nostalgicly at the Potian Canglan Sword, which was silent and dangerous like a sleeping dragon, Jiuying's eighteen eyes all flashed firmness, and turned around to escape into the water.

However, it only took a moment to think about it. As early as the moment it intended to grab the sword, the sword intent simultaneously awakened Bai Shaochuan who had entered a mysterious state.The moment it turned around and was about to enter the water, Bai Shaochuan suddenly opened his closed eyes!

A pair of clear, wise, black and white eyes turned completely silver at this time, and there seemed to be a dragon swimming in the depths of the eyes, and the silver light flashed past.The next moment, Bai Shaochuan's figure suddenly appeared behind Jiuying!Compared with Jiuying's huge body, his right hand, which seemed very small, easily picked up a small piece of flesh, waved it casually, and there was a bang!

The sound of the baby crying resounded through the cave again, and Jiuying curled up unconsciously, wriggling and shivering.Eighteen eyes subconsciously stared at Bai Shaochuan who appeared in front of him again, full of fear.

Bai Shaochuan didn't give it another chance to think, he swung the sword in his right hand, and the silver light sparkled like fireworks, piercing a big head in the center with a string of water ripples in the blink of an eye.

A small burst of flame erupted, and the head collapsed in the blink of an eye, turning into a tumor the size of a basketball.Coupled with that huge body and the other eight intact heads, it looks out of place and strangely harmonious.

There seemed to be a flash of ridicule in those silver eyes that could hardly see any emotion. Jiuying was shocked by the severe pain, but under the shock of those eyes, he didn't even dare to cry out in pain.

More than [-] years ago, Bai Shaochuan was only at the peak of Yuanying, so he should have no chance of winning against Jiuying.However, relying on one person and one sword, he forcibly injured Jiuying severely.The sword energy has been buried in the body for thousands of years, even if Jiuying has strong recovery power, there is nothing he can do about it.As the injury dragged on, even Jiuying herself began to despair.

Until someone told him that the only way to erase the sword energy was to use the Sky-breaking Canglan Sword itself.After the sword energy dissipated, the wound would naturally heal quickly.

Although Bai Shaochuan is powerful, he is still just an ordinary monk in the transformation stage.Although it was severely injured in the First World War, it was confident that Bai Shaochuan would not be able to please it.What's more, his own water and fire energy is highly toxic and can directly destroy the soul, so there is absolutely no way for Bai Shaochuan to survive.

But the majesty of the Dao of Heaven persists, and it is seriously injured, so it is absolutely impossible to go out by itself to find the whereabouts of the Sky-breaking Canglan Sword.Although the sword energy in his body annoyingly inhibited the recovery of his injuries, it also facilitated it in some ways.

The sword energy in the body has woken up twice in ten thousand years, but the first time it was still asleep, not to mention that it was not strong enough to dare to act rashly, even its mind was in a state of confusion.Before he had time to react, the traction disappeared without a trace.

The second change occurred in recent years.The opportunity was not lost, the Nine Conspiracies plotted for a long time, trying to use someone else's hand to trap Bai Shaochuan, and then seize the Tian Canglan Sword.It doesn't care about Bai Shaochuan's life, even if it dies at the hands of others, it can be regarded as revenge for itself.

Unexpectedly, the Eye of Huangquan failed to kill Bai Shaochuan, but got the chance to be promoted to Jindan instead.

Although Jiuying himself lost to the four ancient beasts, he didn't pay much attention to those four.In order to achieve its goal, it bowed its head and made tips to connect with Chaos, promising thousands of benefits and only waiting for the final result.Who would have thought that the unknown helper beside Bai Shaochuan would easily accept Chaos, making it fail to achieve his wish in the end.

After several repetitions, Jiuying almost couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go out in person.Unexpectedly, at this moment, he sensed the approaching breath of the Potian Canglan Sword.

At that moment, it almost wept with joy, lamenting that the sky will not kill it.

But it didn't wake up until now.That is not a glimmer of life given to it by God, but a real prelude to death.

The sword light was flowing, the silver light was rustling, and Jiuying, who was helpless to fight back, couldn't even develop the instinct to resist under such coercion.When it came to its senses, only one head remained intact.The huge body shook like a sieve, unable to even move the most basic.

The severe pain affected his mind, and in the chaos, Jiuying suddenly had an idea.

Bai Shaochuan's power...is not a monk...

That is... a person from the upper realm...

The body of the hydra slammed into the water with a bang, and its nine sarcomatous heads hung limply. The whole body soon sank into the water pool that had turned into thin rice, and completely disappeared without a trace.

Bai Shaochuan watched all this quietly, the sword in his right hand was still chilling.

Suddenly, a small eddy appeared on the water surface, which gradually became larger as time passed.A dim light gradually rose from the bottom of the water, slowly broke through the water surface, and then floated up into the air until it stopped in front of Bai Shaochuan.

He looked at the palm-sized dark ball of light in front of him, the silver in his pupils darkened a little, as if he was thinking about something.

The ball of light exudes a sense of oppression that contains huge energy, and no one dares to approach it easily.But for some reason, Bai Shaochuan couldn't feel the oppression at all, and even felt a little close.

Stretching out his hand slowly, as if feeling something, the ball of light flew directly into the palm of his hand and rubbed it, then flew up with a swish, and directly sank into the center of Bai Shaochuan's eyebrows.

In an instant, lost memories flooded into my mind like a flood.

That life coincided with the heyday of the cultivation world ten thousand years ago, and he was reborn as the son of a pair of scattered monks in the cultivation world.Maybe he was born with few relatives, or maybe it was really because of his high talent and good bones, his parents worried that he would miss his future under their education, so when he was only three or two years old, his parents sent him to a big sect with a little friendship. middle.

Relying on his natural talent, he was accepted as a personal disciple by a respected elder of the sect without even asking for it.One year to build the foundation, 30 years to form the alchemy, and it seems to become stronger as it flies all the way in the eyes of the outside world, almost looking at monsters.

In the world of comprehension at that time, rare ancient caves were born from time to time, and small sects and sects took them as opportunities for treasure hunting.However, the important sect of Bai Shaochuan's sect completely regards those places as a place for disciples to practice and let them toss.Unless you encounter a shocking treasure, it belongs to the individual.

This is how Honglan Xianguo came about.

When I first met Honglan Xianguo, it was still an inconspicuous spiritual herb.The two leaves are only the size of a fingertip, which is really inconspicuous among many rare treasures.The fellow seniors just glanced at it and skipped it, thinking it was the purple veins that can be seen everywhere.

However, Bai Shaochuan felt a kind of excitement that melted into his blood for no reason at the first sight.

That feeling is amazing, like searching for thousands of years, and finally found the excitement of having it.The blood in the whole body is surging, surging with unspeakable happiness.

In the first period of time after returning to the sect, he could often hear people talking behind his back, saying that he was stupid in cultivation, and he was holding the worthless Ziyou Vein as a treasure.As long as he heard it, he didn't take it to heart, and still took care of the little purple leaf carefully.

Decades later, he encountered the pure spiritual vein by chance, exhausted all the food and broke through the Nascent Soul, and firmly sat on the No. 1 position of the sect.Not long after, he opened up the cave by himself, took the Honglan fruit back to the cave, and guarded it day and night.

A thousand years is too long, and he almost doubts whether his feeling is wrong.Times have changed outside, but the leaf has never changed, always quietly staying in that inconspicuous medicine field, accompanying him through every retreat and every practice.

Bai Shaochuan didn't want to give up on what he had cultivated with all his heart, even if it was wrong.I don't know when, he has been guarding it whenever he has free time, watering it with spiritual power, and talking about what he has seen and heard.

Bai Shaochuan, who was regarded as the Heaven Breaking Sword Master by the comprehension world, had always been reticent. I'm afraid no one would have thought that his chatter was reserved for a dull, soulless plant.