An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

Outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, the shadow in the sky has gradually expanded, just like the rising of the black sun, spreading the dark light that covers everything.

Unbounded erosion, the collapse of the demon world, the speed has been accelerated a lot, the demons outside the tower are clamoring, and the timid have begun to retreat.

Chen Chang pulled the rein to stop the horse.Seeing the strong demonic energy covering the tower from the ground to the sky, he felt worried, so he looked at the emperor on the horse.

There was no trace of the noble, elegant and noble son of the family. The man on the horse was as tall as a mountain and as deep as the sea. In the depths of his deep black eyes, there was a lavender light. In the eyes of looking at the group of demons, there was not even a trace of it. Fear, on the contrary, is like a tiger that has found its prey.Chen Chang couldn't help but said again: "Your Majesty..."

Gongye Mingjing only raised his hand to stop General Chen from speaking again, and sacrificed two ancient bronze lamps, which were the soul-locking lamps and soul-searching lamps used by Yan Xie in the past.

The two ancient lamps rose against the wind, and became as tall as the stone pillars of the temple. It was difficult for the three of them to encircle them.

The dark blue light flourished and shone on the monster again. The female lantern searched for the soul, and the male lantern locked the soul. Amidst the screams, countless bright spots of souls of different sizes were forcibly pulled out of the body and gathered together. It became a torrent and poured into the male lamp.

Gongye Mingjing looked on coldly, seeing that the wick of the male lamp dimmed, he immediately raised his hand, and summoned the soul beads refined by the male lamp, and held them in his hand. Because of the abundance of souls, the refined soul beads were as big as Children's fists, full of brilliance.Compared with Luo Haoran's old soul orbs, the quality is vastly different.

The leaders, such as Mu Tianxiang, have all entered the tower, so outside the tower is the time when the dragons have no leader. Gongye Mingjing collected dozens of soul orbs, and those monsters just recovered from the catastrophe. The Renxiu army came to kill.

Gongye Mingjing said: "Chen Chang, follow the plan."

A soul orb has been thrown, and the sword is drawn to pierce it.The soul orb immediately turned into a burst of intense purple energy, surrounding the Gongye mirror. The emperor of the world, the true dragon royal family, actually congealed his pulse to transform himself into a god, and his body was filled with terrifying spiritual pressure without a sound, but it spread out in an incomparable manner. , The monster with a low cultivation base was smashed to pieces on the spot, and made a little nourishment for the soul-locking lamp.

The war horse was also frightened again and again, neighing.

But Gongye Mingjing didn't care about these things any more, he shot out from the horse with a point of his toes, and that golden figure rushed into the gate of the Demon Suppressing Tower in the blink of an eye.

There is also a secret edict in Chen Chang's arms, if Gongye Mingjing cannot get out of the Demon Suppressing Tower, the throne will be passed on to the six kings.

Fate has long been determined by God, even if a mortal has the heart to defy the sky, he will inevitably become a demon at a thought and do some crazy things.This Gongye mirror is a model.

Chen Chang gritted his teeth, stabbed the big knife towards the gray sky, and shouted: "Kill!"

Surrounding soldiers also responded to roars like waves, and the horses galloped. The two troops slammed into each other fiercely, splashing out countless flesh and blood.

The battle outside the tower is raging, and so is the inside of the tower.

Lin Fangsheng and Helian Wancheng were on a hillside overlooking the two armies fighting not far away.

Spells and artillery fire flew together, but it was extremely tragic.

The enemy general's camp was hidden in the thick fog, only saw a big flag with the word Mu flying violently, and heard the report from the orderling, only said that the battle was deadlocked, and asked for reinforcements.

Helian Wancheng's eyes were cold, and he swept across the foot of the mountain. There was a mountain of corpses and a river of blood. The blood had soaked the mud at the foot of the mountain and turned it into a quagmire. It looked like a blood pool hell.

The strong blood, and the wailing of the wounded soldiers, seemed real—

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help clasping his fingers, but Helian Wancheng said coldly: "Fang Sheng, you say this is just an illusion, but how do you know that the pain and torment these souls have experienced is the truth."

Lin Fangsheng hadn't understood the deep meaning of his words, Helian Wancheng was already on the belly of his horse, and said: "Take the gun, I want to kiss the general."

Then a personal soldier presented a black fine iron spear, Helian Wancheng weighed it up and said: "That's all, that's all."

Holding the long spear in his hand, he raised his voice and said: "Zheng Mo, Fang Sheng, Yan Ye, come out as your teacher."

Lin Fangsheng's eyes suddenly became hot, but he glanced at his master's eyes, and he seemed to be a little bit attached.

However, Zheng Mo and Yan Ye also seemed to wake up from a dream, four of them riding four, like four sharp spears, broke through the enemy's formation.

Mu Tianxiang was dressed in black and was wearing black armor. He was also holding a pitch-black long spear of fine iron, but the spear was divided into three parts, pointing obliquely at the ground. Black air was lingering, but there was a bit of sternness and anger between the brows, but it diluted a bit from the boring eyes that were originally looking at the world.

One side is Mu Tianjiang, and the other is Wanjianmen. During the confrontation, the black and red fog slowly descended. Those shouts of killing, the sound of gold and iron clattering, the neighing of war horses, and those figures who fought endlessly and died with smiles on the battlefield, All melted and disappeared.

The world was completely silent, and even the war horse under the crotch of the others disappeared.

But Mu Tianjiang laughed out loud, and said sarcastically: "I'm just making some small gossip, killing thousands of souls, and you won't be able to sit still. Helian Wancheng, you practice killing in vain, and you are like a woman!" Ren, it saves me a lot of trouble."

Helian Wancheng only said: "The soldier's soul is innocent."

Zheng Mo and Yan Ye were still somewhat puzzled, and asked: "Master, what happened?"

Mu Tianxiang said coldly: "You are all in the mirror dream formation of the Immortals of the Six Paths and you don't know it. If it weren't for my mercy, I'm afraid you will have a dream for a thousand years, and you will not rest until you die."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding black and red thick fog accelerated, as if resisting foreign objects, Mu Tianxiang also frowned, and said: "It won't be long, wake up quickly."

Lin Fangsheng suddenly said at this moment: "Wait a minute."

Take out Tianjing Pavilion again.Since the ice field was damaged that day, the Jingge had been put into the dantian by Lin Fangsheng to warm it up, and now it has all been repaired.

It also grows rapidly and becomes a three-story attic. The spiritual spring in the courtyard is warm and moist, but the howling black elm is still a small one, but it is extremely hard, and the sword is sharp.

Lin Fangsheng said: "The opportunity is rare, let's enter together and go to Wujie."

His tone of voice and expression changed from normal, unrestrained.

Helian Wancheng has already made a move like lightning, he clasped Lin Fangsheng's wrist, and raised two fingers of his other hand together, he was about to touch the center of Lin Fangsheng's eyebrow.

Lin Fangsheng called again at this time: "Husband, Master!"

But back to normal.

Seeing that the master stopped attacking, Lin Fangsheng just said: "It's hard to explain in one word, please enter the Tianjing Pavilion first, and let me explain in detail."

Mu Tianxiang snorted coldly, but seemed to be aware of it, he didn't say much, turned around and walked into the Tianjing Pavilion, and the four masters and apprentices of Wanjianmen also entered.

Lin Fangsheng put in the spirit stone to drive again, and the Tianjing Pavilion moved slowly, breaking through the thick fog, and climbing towards the sky.

Before the restriction was opened, two rays of light broke into the courtyard.

When it landed, it was one person and one dragon.An Hai held the red dragon that was only as thick as a wrist in his hands, and his honest face was full of rejoicing, and he said, "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful."

The few people didn't delay, Lin Fangsheng stood under the black elm tree, and briefly talked about Huanglong's matter.

The black elm seemed to be listening, shaking its branches from time to time, as if nodding.

Helian Wancheng and Mu Tianxiang stretched out their hands and held a branch of the black elm.

Hearing Lin Fangsheng's tone change again, he shouted: "No!" Then he smiled wryly, "One of you is a sword cultivator and the other is a demon cultivator. If you want to test at the same time, the old man will be too tired to deal with it. If you disturb the six ways, you will have to worry about it There is no time to delay breaking Na Laoshizi's mirror formation."

Lin Fangsheng was originally handsome and honest, his teacher was well educated, and his manners and manners made the viewer feel like a spring breeze, and he fell in love with him as soon as he saw it.

Now his demeanor has changed drastically, which actually caused a few twists in his life.

The two of them had never touched the black elm, but Yan Ye was suddenly enraged, broke his clothes, threw Lin Fangsheng to the ground, bared his teeth and growled, the sharp white teeth were only half an inch away from the throat, and the sharp eyes of Cang Bing were firmly fixed stare.

Lin Fangsheng--Huang Long suffered from the fact that Lin Fangsheng's cultivation was not as high as the golden core, so he couldn't break free, so he had to turn his head to avoid the bursts of cold air from the wolf's head, and said, "You are an old man who likes to occupy people's bodies? I think that old man was handsome and tall, with a tall head and a big horse, and a hulking back. , how can you look like this little sword cultivator with such a thin waist... cough cough... woo... you bastard... get out of here!"

In the second half, Lin Fangsheng struggled and kicked again, and Zheng Mo grabbed Yan Ye by the nape of his neck and pulled him away.

The rest of the people frowned, this Huanglong is really cunning, once attacked, he retreated into the wood, using Lin Fangsheng as a shield.

Seeing that Yan Ye was restrained, Huang Long immediately said: "Take care of everything urgently, why should you be so rigid, since I have had physical contact with this kid, and my spiritual power is blended, whether he is restrained or not, I can feel it. I, Huang Long Although he is not a famous celebrity, he is still a man, he speaks his mind, and only uses his body to do things temporarily. When things happen, he will leave naturally."

Mu Tianjiang sneered and said: "Your Excellency, as a person in Wujie and a demon cultivator, is so concerned about the crisis in the other world. You are really anxious for justice and have a heart for the common people."

Huang Long chuckled, raised his hand to touch his waist, but found nothing, couldn't help rubbing his fingers in frustration, and said: "Remind this little sword repairer for me, hang a wine gourd on his waist these few days..." Then Looking at Mu Tianjiang seriously, he said solemnly, "Prince Xuanchang's words are wrong. If Lin Song's life is at stake, will the prince just sit idly by?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Tianjiang's face changed drastically, but it was gloomy like a mountain rain, and his killing intent suddenly appeared.

Huang Long was not afraid of him, he wiped the Qiankun Ring with a smile, took out a few high-grade spirit stones and played with them in his hands, and walked all the way to the Tianjing attic, tsk-tsk and said: "This kid is rich, and the princes Everyone spoils him. It is worthwhile to be ruined by someone who ruined the fate of marriage for the sixth life, and now it is finally a bit of a blessing."

Mu Tianjiang was even more gloomy, with black air all over his face, looking at Huanglong's back.

Zheng Mo knelt down to appease Yan Yelang, heard Huang Long's words, and saw Mu Tianjiang's appearance, but asked: "Prince Xuanchang, it's just an illusion of a mirror dream, why..."

Helian Wancheng didn't answer, just watched Huanglong enter the cabinet silently.

An Hai, however, stood by the Lingquan, put his head close to the Jiaolong protruding from the spring, nodded frequently, then turned back to the black elm, and said, "My palace master said that the Qinglong Dynasty has lasted for more than one thousand and one hundred years. Before Qinglong, it was Xuanchang, and the surname of the royal family was Mu. Just because the monks didn’t care about ordinary things, and Qinglong deliberately covered it up, these historical records have been unknown for thousands of years.”

Zheng Mo looked at Mu Tianjiang again, this millennium-old demon turned out to be an orphan from the previous dynasty, but for some reason he was exiled to the Demon Realm and became a great power.

Mu Tianjiang just sneered, and said: "My background has nothing to do with you. If you ask me again, don't blame me for being cruel."

At this time, the Tianjing Pavilion was shocked, and it seemed to be gradually accelerating, breaking away from the mirror array, and piercing through cracks in space, heading straight for Wujie.

It was Huanglong who went to the eye of the formation to change the talisman formation, changing the chicken ribs that traveled thousands of miles that day into such a magical formation that can travel through space at will.

Then he rushed out and said: "Everyone, please calm down. If you fight in this pavilion and implicate your sword cultivator, you will regret it."

Coughed again, looked around and said: "I don't have much time today, and I have two things to do. This trip to Wujie is extremely dangerous. If you have any doubts, if you enter Wujie, your spirit will disappear immediately. I'm afraid, there will be no return... This old man is a person without boundaries, it doesn't matter if you don't come back, but you have deep roots, but you have to think carefully."

When no one was talking, they heard the sound of water in the Lingquan. Si Huajun got up from the water, still dressed in splendid clothes, with a high bearing, standing with his hands behind his back, and said, "An Hai, go back quickly and join Xiaohu Together, temporarily act as the overlord of this seat and take charge of the Crystal Palace."

An Hai was taken aback, and said loudly: "Humble job is willing to accompany the attendant, and go to Wujie together."

Si Huajun smiled and said: "It's hard for you to have a heart, but I have been entrusting you with my painstaking efforts for hundreds of years, so I can't let me down."

With tears in the corners of An Hai's eyes, he knelt down to Si Huajun.

Si Huajun nodded slowly at Huanglong, and said, "Thank you, Senior Huanglong."

With a wave of Huanglong's sleeve, An Hai disappeared.

But in the Palace of Mirrors, a small anglerfish that was no more than an inch long suddenly fell from the Eight Diagrams Mirror, and struggled twice on the ground before turning into a human form.

Liu Dao, who was half asleep and half awake, was startled by the sound of the anglerfish, and then swept away his consciousness, only to find that several people had disappeared in the mirror dream formation, and he couldn't help frowning, and said angrily: "Who would do such a reckless escape from this fairy mirror! "I don't care about the demon cultivator, but I started to investigate carefully.

On the other side, Huang Long slowly glanced at the rest of the people, and said: "There is still an hour and a half before entering Wujie. If you want to leave, please tell the old man as soon as possible."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Huang Long coughed again: "There is one more important thing. When the old man looked inside, he saw that there were many shadows of blood in Lin Fangsheng's meridians, but they were accumulations of dragon blood. If you don't get rid of it as soon as possible, you will be Empress Wujie is in love...cough cough, I'm afraid it will be dragged down."

Although the ancient monk said it in a tactful way, the meaning in it could not be more straightforward.Fortunately, Lin Fangsheng couldn't hear him now, otherwise he would be ashamed and angry.

After saying this, Huang Long simply closed his eyes and fell into a coma.