Rebirth villain just want to go

Blackwater City, the city of gods in the eyes of the refugees in the past, has now become their nightmare city.

Strange vines that came from nowhere gushed out of the ground like a tide, and the vines that covered the sky were like chains that were killing people in the hands of black and white impermanence. And flesh and blood, greedily absorbing their flesh and soul.

Even the group of monks flying in mid-air could hardly avoid the attack of this unknown vine. They were dragged off the magic weapon one after another, and they were sucked into human beings without even having the chance to release the simplest five-thunder curse. .

More monks gradually gathered together, trying to strengthen their ability to resist opponents through unity and cooperation.However, their desperate struggle was nothing more than a harmless death struggle against the vines.

When the long sword in the cultivator's hand cut off a vine as tough as silk with difficulty, hundreds of vines would immediately collapse and enter their seven orifices without giving them any chance to breathe , Seize the power of the primordial spirit in their purple mansion.

There were also monks who tried to escape by riding fairy birds and spirit beasts, but they were dragged into the water by the sudden surge of vines in the river as soon as they flew above the Black Water City.

Looking from a distance, the originally majestic and steady black city was covered in a thick layer of blood, and the mournful and sharp wailing of the wounded came and went, and the despair of death shrouded everyone's hearts.

However, when the despair reached the point where many people had given up their resistance, a clear phoenix cry resounded through the sky and reached the ears of everyone present.

The people present were stunned for a moment, and then looked towards the gate of the city.

The slender figure in a half-worn Tsing Yi fell leisurely on the top of the city like a snowflake.

Some monks with high cultivation level clearly recognized the appearance of the man at the top of the city with their excellent eyesight.

A single sentence of "amazing" can't describe the person's handsome appearance at all. The other party's phoenix eyes that are too easy to see are calm, but upon closer inspection, there seems to be an imperceptible sense of compassion.

With a handsome face and unparalleled beauty, holding the Qingluan Immortal Sword...

The identity of the visitor is clearly revealed.

"It's Immortal Elder Yan Guitu! It's him!"

"Are you crazy, why did Xianchang Yan appear here?"

"I once followed Master at the Tianlan Sword Gate to meet the Immortal Elder from a distance, and the person here is indeed Immortal Elder Yan!"

Cheers broke out among the crowd.

As long as Yan Guitu appears, they believe that no matter what kind of predicament they are in, they are already safe.

The name Yan Guitu is to some extent synonymous with safety.

Standing at the top of the city, Yan Guitu glanced coldly at the scene of mourning in the city, and his murderous intent rose a little.

Wen Hong's methods are so vicious that few people can match them.

Even if there are frequent wars in the human world, the total number of casualties in a year is only one million.And under her arrangement, in just a few hours, she wanted hundreds of thousands of people in the city to be buried for her beliefs.

"Sister and the others are over there!" Wu Zhuyu sharp-eyed saw Wen Hong and her disciples who were about to board the boat and leave by the river.

"It's important to save people." Yan Guitu only glanced at the figure over there indifferently, leaned over and put Ling Jiangyu on the ground, and shot out seven sword qi from the long sword in his hand to form a protective barrier, protecting his three apprentices in the middle, Then he turned around and flew towards the place with the most vines.

Before Yan Guitu arrived, the monks who were struggling in the mid-air nearby gathered around him one after another, and they still did not forget to salute Yan Guitu at this critical moment: "I have met Immortal Master Yan."

The salutation of thousands of people was earth-shattering, and all the monks present looked at the legendary sword fairy in the cultivation world with reverence and even admiration.

Yan Guitu: "...There is no need to be too polite, how many people are there who still have the ability to continue fighting?"

Basically all the monks who could still stand raised their hands.

Yan Guitu took a cursory glance, and there were probably less than 1 people.

However, most of the cultivation bases are between entraining qi and establishing the foundation stage, and there are only five or six hundred monks who can surpass the golden core stage, and none of them are above the Nascent Soul stage.

If one wanted to rely on the power of these people to deal with Xiangliu Serpent's demon soul, it would probably be just relying on the soul of the grievance.

After pondering for a while, Yan Guitu decisively began to arrange the manpower: "The monks above the Jindan stage come out 360 five people, and I will give each of you a body-protecting sword energy. Introduce the power of the nine-day stars to form a barrier to protect the people in the city. For the other one hundred Jindan monks, I will give each of you a stellar energy. Each of you will lead fifty foundation-building monks to search and rescue the living people in the city. The monks and the foundation-building period monks stay within the barrier and are responsible for healing the wounded and saving lives for the common people."

"Here!" Everyone present responded one after another.

In this world, there is only Yan Guitu who has such prestige, and there are so many people who can raise their arms to respond, so that [-]% of the monks in the world are willing to be assigned to him.Even a monk who has never met, just because of the name Yan Guitu, is willing to go through fire and water for the number one sword fairy in the cultivation world.

Of course, apart from the desire to help the world and save people, those monks also had selfish motives.

There are no more than three or five sword cultivators in this world who can emit sword energy, and being lucky enough to obtain the sword energy belonging to the strongest sword cultivator, Yan Guitu, is something they would never even dare to think about.

The stronger the power of the superior, the stronger the sword energy emitted, and the stronger the power contained in the sword energy.Even if you are not a sword cultivator, if you can get a sword energy from No. 1 in the cultivation world, it is a good thing that you can't even ask for.

Tianlan Sword Sect is the strongest sword cultivator sect in the human world, and Yan Guitu is the strongest sword fairy in the Sword Sect.As long as they can comprehend one or two points of the sword intent in Yan Guitu's sword energy, it will be of great benefit to their future cultivation.

However, how could the strong man's sword energy be so good?

In the whole world, there is only Yan Guitu who is confident that he can instantly grant more than 500 sword qi.

The monks present all stared at the hundreds of Jindan stage monks with envious eyes.

Today, they were lucky enough to receive the sword qi bestowed by Yan Guitu. After they passed the current catastrophe, they would definitely improve their cultivation and make rapid progress, further widening the gap between them and ordinary monks.

How can such a good thing pass me by without making other monks envious.

However, no matter how jealous they are, they don't have the cultivation base of the Golden Core stage, and their skills are not as good as others, so they can only watch sourly.

Seeing Yan Guitu pull the long sword in the palm of his hand, hundreds of Ling Ran Qingguang seemed to submerge into the brows of all the Jindan stage monks present as if consciously.

Those monks at the Golden Core stage only felt a great power pouring into their bodies like a divine enlightenment. The spiritual power they had consumed because of the fight just now was replenished almost instantly, and the whole person also vaguely felt that their bodies were lighter and their five senses were stronger. Sensitive, even the movement of spiritual power in the body is more than a hundred times smoother than usual.

The foreign sword energy merged with their own power almost instantly, and merged into one.And this gentle and domineering force actually forcibly raised their strength to a great level in an instant, raising them from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul Stage!

After realizing this change, the Jindan stage monks were finally convinced after a short period of astonishment, and had no doubts about Yan Guitu, No. 1 in the world of cultivation.

Although this improvement in cultivation is temporary, it can last at most half an hour.

However, how deep is Yan Guitu's cultivation to be able to instantly raise more than 500 Jindan stage monks to the Nascent Soul stage?Is it already the same as the legendary fairy?

The Jindan stage monks present did not dare to speculate further, but quickly followed Yan Guitu's instructions to perform their duties, and formed an enchantment in the shortest possible time to protect ordinary people, while the rest of the monks healed their wounds. Healing, searching and rescue gradually calmed down the panic atmosphere in the city.

"Our master...is actually the number one sword fairy in the cultivation world!" Yun Junmei finally digested this fact after being stunned for a long time, and turned her head to look at her senior brothers with complicated eyes.

Si Huanian was even more frightened by the truth and stared blankly at the chaotic city below, but couldn't say a word.

Only Ling Jiangyu was the first to accept the facts, and sorted out all the details since he and Yan Guitu met.

However, still can't find the answer.

Why, Yan Guitu, a powerful monk who is comparable to a god in the human world, accepted the three of them as disciples?Why did you come here from Tianlan Sword Sect all the way?And why, he always takes Yi Rong Dan to hide his true face?

Ling Jiangyu, who has seen with his own eyes how cruel the world really is, instinctively began to doubt everything when faced with something he could not understand.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

There must be some kind of ulterior secret hidden behind any unreasonable show of affection.

However, Ling Jiangyu didn't think there was anything in him worthy of a strong man like Yan Guitu's painstaking planning and calculation.So, what is Yan Guitu's purpose?

Seeing Yan Guitu wearing Tsing Yi and a long sword piercing the dark red blood vessels like a shooting star, Feng Xu Yufeng stood proudly above the void, Ling Jiangyu's eyes became dark, and his face was not very good-looking.

He doesn't like accidents, and he doesn't like accidents that are out of his control.

But I have to admit that Yan Guitu's swordsmanship is indeed unparalleled in the world.

Watching his fighting scenes is like a hearty performance, Yan Guitu has an indescribable sense of beauty in every gesture.His wide sleeved robe was blown by the cold wind, making his figure even more slender and slender.

However, it is such a cold beauty who looks thin and vulnerable, but she has the ability to move mountains and seas.The two diametrically opposed attributes of extremely fragile appearance and extremely tyrannical strength have been perfectly integrated in him, blending into a noble and graceful temperament unique to Yan Guitu.

Under the blanket of red vines, the sword light, as cold as snow, broke through the darkness with the momentum of thunder, sweeping out a clear world.

And Yan Guitu floated in the void, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens and the lower realms, with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were always as cold as the moon.

Ling Jiangyu looked at it, and found that not only the brothers and sisters around him, but also the monks and ordinary people in the city, their eyes were always glued to the master and never moved away.

There was a sudden impulse in his heart that he had never felt before.

He once owned the world, but ended up with nothing.

He has already tasted the taste of gaining and then losing, so there must be no second time.

No matter what purpose Master took him into his command, but Master always treats him very well.Such a good master, he doesn't want to and won't let go.

It would be great if I could hide the master.

At this moment, the ten-year-old boy buried his secret desire deeply in the abyss of his heart, and no one could pry into it.