A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Spirit Sword Sect.

Wan Jianchi.

I saw a long black sword inserted into the sword pool, and a dark red sword shadow emerged in the void. When I looked closely, I found that the dark red sword shadow was actually formed by countless evil ghost Shura and unjust soul Rakshasa .

Countless spirit swords in the Ten Thousand Sword Pool form a sword formation, which is the unique sword formation of the Spirit Sword Sect, possessing incredible power.But at this moment, the sword array that can kill the great power of the practice stage is actually only used to trap a long sword!

The head of the Spirit Sword Sect stood in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Pond with his hands behind his back, his face solemn, "You said, Chu Bohong is currently practicing at the empty stage?"

The cultivation base of the practice stage means standing at the top of the world of cultivating immortals, and even the master is only in the middle stage of practice.

Li Taiqing nodded and said: "He should have had an adventure in the inheritance of ancient powers."

"Now that he has obtained the inheritance, his strength will definitely increase greatly. If he comes to seize the magic sword, we may not be able to defend it." The headmaster suddenly changed his face, looked up into the distance, and said: "He is here!"

Chu Bohong flew to the gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, with him as the center, a huge spiritual pressure gushed out like a mountain torrent.

?His coercion combined with the sword energy of Yunxiao Sword, the aura has reached the level of monks in the fusion period. Even if they are separated by hundreds of miles, the monks of the Spirit Sword Sect can feel the terrible coercion. The weaker monks kneel directly He fell to the ground, bleeding from his orifices.

??Like Li Taiqing's cultivation base, he also felt his whole body sank, and his heart felt as if he was being pressed by a boulder and couldn't breathe.

??? When these Spirit Sword Sect monks were terrified and didn't know what to do, Chu Bohong's voice came from far away in the sky!

"Return my Jiuyuan sword, but I will not die!"

The headmaster activated the protective array with a sullen face, and bursts of continuous sword sounds and dazzling lights flashed throughout the entire Spirit Sword School. The silver-white sword screen contained countless sword shadows. The sword is the most powerful thing, but now it has turned into a protection layer, to protect the Spirit Sword Sect tightly.

Chu Bohong's eyes were cold, he raised the Yunxiao sword, and there was a sword intent of Master Lingyun on the Yunxiao sword, which could break through everything in the world. At this moment, the invisible sword intent vibrated out, majestic and cold like the flash of heavenly power, the whole soul Jian Zong's long sword suddenly vibrated in the air, as if all the sword energy had been sucked out, and they were all nailed into the rocks!

The Jiuyuan Sword, imprisoned by Wanjianchi, let out a long cry, as if it had received a call. The dark red sword shadow around it shone brightly, and countless evil ghosts, Rakshasa, rushed out from the sword shadow, hugged the surrounding spirit swords, and opened their mouths. bite!

The whole Ten Thousand Swords Pond resounded with the tingling sound of gold and iron grinding, and the entire small sword array seemed to be being swallowed by an invisible big mouth.

The leader tried his best to mobilize the small sword array in Wanjian Pool, trying to suppress the uncontrolled Jiuyuan Sword.

However, the Yunxiao Sword's sword intent coming from a distance disintegrated the protective formation layer by layer, and finally split the small sword formation of Wanjianchi like a broken bamboo!

The head of the sect looked ashen and defeated, vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

I saw the Jiuyuan Sword making a joyful sword cry, and quickly pulled out from the Ten Thousand Swords Pond. The Ruyan flew into Chu Bohong's hand like throwing a forest, and collided enthusiastically with the Yunxiao Sword, making a soft clank. ring.

On the other hand, Yun Xiao Sword avoided the fiery Jiu Yuan Sword with some distaste, like a lonely beauty left behind in the world, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Chu Bohong held the Cloud Sword in his left hand, and the Jiuyuan Sword in his right hand. When he poured spiritual power into these two swords, a clear sound came out from the Cloud Sword and went straight beyond the sky! The evil spirit rises from the Jiuyuan sword, disturbing the abyss of hell!

The golden light radiated, and countless sword shadows suddenly appeared in the originally empty void! Those sword shadows merged into a huge sword shadow, and directly slashed at the Spirit Sword Sect!

?It almost changed the world, this sword directly split the Lingshan of the Spirit Sword Sect!

After striking out this sword, almost all the spiritual energy in Chu Bohong's body will be drained. He no longer cares about the Spirit Sword Sect, but turns around and enters the inheritance.

The inheritance location arranged by Master Lingyun is very close to that of the Spirit Sword Sect, so Chu Bohong soon entered the inheritance. As soon as he entered the inheritance, he collapsed to the ground, hugging his head in pain, his face distorted, as if he was experiencing countless tortures.

Ji Qing returned to her normal size and hugged Chu Bohong nervously. Ji Qing felt that Chu Bohong's whole body was terribly hot now, with a layer of sweat all over his body, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

Ji Qing hurriedly supported Chu Bohong, and put him on the cold white jade bed.

Chu Bohong's eyes were red and bloodshot, like blood wrapped around an agate. His heart was full of tyrannical emotions, and there was a strange voice shouting in his mind, which made his brain tingle, restless, and even wanted to raise his hand. Sword kills!

But the person sitting next to him was Ji Qing, and Chu Bohong would rather stab himself with a knife than hurt Ji Qing.

Yunxiao Sword and Jiuyuan Sword seemed to feel the pain of their masters. They were suspended in the air and circled around Chu Bohong. Yunxiao Sword was filled with white light, and Jiuyuan Sword glowed with black energy. One black and one white like Taiji patterns emerged in the void, and the powerful force engulfed Chu Bohong, like a cocoon, covering Chu Bohong tightly from head to tail.

Ji Qing was isolated by the mask, and he looked at Chu Bohong inside the mask in a daze, wanting to cry, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured? Or are you accepting a new inheritance?"

Ji Qing's other seven tails came out due to huge emotional fluctuations. Ji Qing hugged his eight tails, looked at Chu Bohong in the mask with tears in his eyes, and prayed tremblingly: "Wake up quickly, As long as you wake up, you can touch the eight tails freely, okay?"

There was no response from the reticle.

Ji Qing sat on the bed aggrieved, covered the light mask with a small quilt, covered herself with the quilt obediently, and lay down to sleep sullenly.

After Ji Qing woke up, there was still a big photomask lying next to him. Ji Qing held the small dried fish and gnawed it unhappily. His fluffy cat ears drooped down, and he poked the photomask with his fingers. , blue eyes full of grievances, Ji Qing whispered: "The dried fish you make is the best, wake up quickly, I want to eat the dried fish you made."

"I miss you." Ji Qing sat beside the mask with her knees hugged, and said softly.