After securing the script of the villain Taoist

The speed of the phoenix's tail feathers was extremely fast, within a few breaths, Sang Yuan approached the opening.

Qi Ningan Yujian's speed was too fast, and when he entered the opening, he was already gone.

He glanced inside the overlapping mountains and rivers. The first thing he did after he entered was not to look for Qi Ning'an. He was sure to leave Yu Feichen's sight in a flash, and then immediately resumed his cultivation at the transformation stage, and put on the veiled hat again. , raised the speed of the phoenix's tail feathers to the highest speed, and disappeared inside in the blink of an eye.

It's like when Feichen came here before the opening was closed, how could anyone be found.Fortunately, the sun chasing disk can still trace the breath of the divine sword. Although it is already very weak, it can barely find the direction.

It's just that after half an hour, the sun-chasing disk's aura about the divine sword Kanwu could no longer be found.

"Fujun, do we really want to go in?" Feng Ding looked at the madness in his eyes that was no longer concealed, and an abnormal flush appeared on his thin face, "I always feel that that person will not be so kind."

Feng Hou couldn't hear it, his rapid flight made his voice sound like a broken bellows: "This is the only way to purify the blood, we have to go."

The two had already arrived at the high-altitude opening. After the heavy rain stopped, many people appeared in Xingfu City to watch.They were discussing a lot, and some of them were bold enough to fly towards this direction.

Fenghou didn't wait for him to answer, maybe he didn't care.

He grabbed Feng Ding's wrist, and a scarlet dagger appeared in his hand. With a quick swipe, blood gushed out from his wrist.

Feng Ding groaned in pain, before he said anything, he saw him do the same to his wrist, then Feng Hou grabbed him and jumped forward, entering the opening.

The dripping blood sprinkled inside and outside the opening in the sky, and when the figures of the two disappeared inside, the opening in the sky overlooking everyone was closed in an instant.

The person who arrived first was in vain, and a few more people with slightly higher cultivation bases went back and forth to the place where the opening had originally appeared, but they didn't find any abnormalities.

The clouds are gone and the rain is coming, the sky is as clear as washing, and occasionally a few birds fly by, as if nothing happened.

Several people searched for a long time but couldn't figure out why, so they had to return.Later, other people tried again, but they all returned in vain.The crowd waiting below slowly dispersed, but the fact that a secret realm appeared above Xingfu City spread like wildfire.

After the opening of the sky was closed, the overlapping mountains and rivers that Sang Yuan saw before disappeared.

He stood in one place, with a piece of scorched earth under his feet, where the river was dry and the leaves were scorched yellow, as if swept by a fire.

The entire sky was gray and overcast, which was extremely depressing.

A green leaf appeared in the palm of Sang Yuan, and he threw it towards the ground. The moment the original crystal green leaf touched the ground, it was swallowed by the tongue of fire that suddenly appeared, and turned into a withered yellow scorched leaf in a short while, and finally fell on the scorched earth.

He bent down distressedly, and when he was about to pick it up, as soon as his hand touched the leaf, the leaf was completely turned into ashes.

As far as the eye can see, except for the scorched earth, there are dead branches with teeth and claws. There is no breath of life here. The mountains I saw earlier are like mirages that attract people to come in.

The scorched earth stretched into the distance and stopped at a towering mountain.

The mountain was far away from him, so far away that he could only see indistinct colors, which seemed unattainable.

But the distance has never been a big problem for monks, Sang Yuan stepped a little bit, he didn't go directly to the mountain, but looked around.

An hour later, he found that there was nothing but scorched earth around him, so he turned his attention to the black mountain in the distance.

Not surprisingly, it is Yongmeng Mountain, where the Tianwai Stone exists.

He must go.

The veil hides his face, but the veil doesn't block his view.He had no other thoughts this time, but walked step by step towards Yongmeng Mountain under the gray sky.

That mountain is really far away, so far away that Sang Yuan's cultivation level in the stage of transformation into a god is a little tiring.

It's very quiet here, without any noise from living beings.He didn't know how long he had been gone, so long that he seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his coming.

Under the hood, Sang Yuan felt that his mind was a little blunt, and he seemed to have returned to the false space in an instant.

This is the place where he used to grow. The scorched earth on the soles of his feet disappeared, replaced by the gentle breeze, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

This is his favorite place, and it is also a good place for him to relax.

Sang Yuan blinked, and deep in her heart came the idea of ​​wanting to take root.As long as he takes root again, he can continue to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, feel the rain and wind, and return to the most essential life, regardless of the age.

The young leaves in the palm of the hand began to emerge, the black pupils were gradually replaced by green, and the golden color outside the pupils gradually formed.

The wish power runs automatically in his body, resisting the erosion of the outside world.The spiritual sandalwood box placed in the body space opened automatically, and the wish force entangled the broken sword Kenwu inside.

At the same time, the power of wish inspired the power of heaven that has been hidden in the deepest part, but in one breath, the power of Tao turned into golden light and followed the power of wish.

Emerald light spots and golden light spots fell on the blue-black sword body in turn, and more of them sank into the broken part of the sword body.

The broken sword suddenly vibrated, flew up from the spirit sandalwood box in a blink of an eye, and spun around in Sang Yuan's body space, the sword's divine power flowed, and severe pain swept through the whole body.

Sang Yuan woke up from the beautiful fantasy, the body space was severely damaged, and the unprecedented pain forced him to tears.

"It hurts." He didn't have time to find out the reason for the abnormality of the Excalibur, so he could only release it immediately.

If it is not released, the main body space will probably be split by it.

As soon as the Kanwu sword came out, the overwhelming sword energy rushed across the scorched earth. Sang Yuan couldn't dodge it in time, and the curtain hat was directly wiped out by the sword energy, revealing a face that turned all living beings upside down.

He clutched his chest and kept backing away, in desperation he had no choice but to use force to suppress Kanwu sword.

It's a pity that this divine sword originally planned by the Dao of Heaven to give to Yu Feichen, the son of luck, was activated by Dao power after finally escaping from Qi Ning'an's hands, and it has reached a state of madness at this time.

Although the sword body has the wish power of Sang Yuan, but these wish power can't control it at all.

Later, the Dao power he used not only failed to suppress the divine sword, but became the nutrient of Kanwu sword, which greatly increased its power.

The left side of Sang Yuan's face was grazed by the sword energy, a bloodstain appeared on the porcelain white skin, and the blood beads began to fall.

Even if the divine sword is broken, it is still very powerful after being activated.Surrounded by sword energy, the silver hairband that tied his hair suddenly turned automatically without wind, resisting the fatal blow.

Dao power cannot be used, and wish power cannot be used as an attack.In desperation, Sang Yuan had no choice but to open the umbrella of the red plum in the snow, trying to use it to replace the broken silver hairband as a defense.

As soon as the umbrella was opened, he was attacked, and the snow-white sword light that had killed the faceless old woman before rushed straight at the sword energy of the sword with an indomitable momentum. Cringe after appearing.

It's like the subconscious reaction of a once defeated beast when it smells the enemy.

The two sword qis fought together quickly, the scorched earth rolled on the ground, and finally the space shook as if it couldn't bear it.

Sang Yuan completely woke up from the previous fantasy, and when the scorched earth under his feet shook again, he had an idea in his heart.

That is, is this scorched earth space also an illusion?Otherwise, why hasn't he met a single person after walking here for so long?Not to mention the men who disappeared but couldn't be found, didn't even Qi Ning'an disappear?

This is not normal at all.

Once this idea came up, he couldn't get rid of it. He calmed down and let his hair fly in the shock caused by the sword energy, and he didn't care about the unhealed wound on his face.

He raised his head, his slightly pursed lips were like fragile petals attacked by the wind and rain, and lost some blood.

Sang Yuan didn't dodge any more, he used his Dao power directly, and then poured towards the Kanwu sword.

The Kanwu sword was nourished by the strong power, and it swallowed up the white sword light in a blink of an eye.The two cut-off swords collided wildly in the scorched earth space, and the huge sword energy directly separated gaps everywhere.

Even though the number of scars on his body increased, red plum blossoms appeared from the blood on the moon white wide sleeves.

The light in his eyes was even brighter when he saw light in the gray sky.

Become!

This piece of scorched earth space finally couldn't bear the crazy sword energy, and disintegrated inch by inch.In a daze, he seemed to hear a muffled grunt when someone was injured.

The phantom of the mountains disappeared, and a crimson mountain replaced the original black mountain standing between the sky and the earth.

Yongmeng Mountain finally revealed its original appearance.

It's really not easy, he thought.But he also understands that from the very beginning he has stepped into the phantom of the exchange of reality, first the scorched earth he hates the most, and then the empty space he likes the most. is also fake.

The only real thing is the divine sword Kengo who is still mad except for the phantom.

Inside Yongmeng Mountain, Feng Hou and Feng Ding knelt on the ground, their eyes full of surprise.In front of the two of them was a statue.

On the shoulder of the statue was a fiery red statue of a phoenix with slender tail feathers. The head of the phoenix was leaning against his ear, very intimate.He looks into the distance, holding a mirror in one hand.

This is the nightmare realm. Monsters like nightmares are the most capable of constructing and devouring dreams during their lifetime. They use their demon pills to refine magic weapons into illusions, which can unconsciously form illusions according to people's thoughts. There are sequelae of deepening desire.

In front of the statue, a handsome man with a sinister expression stood in front of the two of them.He was wearing complicated wide sleeves, and the long hem of his clothes trailed behind him. When he stood up, he had a natural restraint.

At this time, he was holding the same nightmare mirror as the one on the statue in his hand, and the scene of Sang Yuan breaking the illusion was reflected on it.

"You are his descendants?" He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, with hidden hatred and disdain in his tone.

It's a pity that Feng Hou and the two who were immersed in joy didn't notice it, especially Feng Hou, with runes appearing on his face, kneeling on the ground at this moment without dignity at all, he just begged: "The Sword Lord you want has successfully entered Here, I hope you will purify our blood according to the requirements of our ancestors!"

"Purify the blood?" He murmured and repeated, his sinister face did not look like a living person, and his smile was even more uncomfortable, "If that's the case, I will do as you wish."

"Thank you, Feng Jun!" The two were overjoyed, once their years of desire were fulfilled, they naturally couldn't take care of others.

That Fengjun smiled: "Thank you? I also want to thank you for waking me up."

Otherwise, where would he have the opportunity now.As for these two people, they don't have Qing Jun's demeanor at all.On the contrary, Qi Ning'an, who met his requirements, had an outstanding temperament, and such a person was the best container for Qingjun's resurrection.

Soon, he will be able to summon Qingjun's soul.

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Outside Yongmeng Mountain.

With the nourishment of Dao power, it breaks through the space, but after it comes out, the power remains the same, the broken sword has no spirit, and it only follows the instinct to kill, and Sang Yuan, who tried to suppress it at first, became the object of its vent.

"Not good!" Sang Yuan didn't have time to dodge the sky-shattering sword energy, so he could only throw out the phoenix tail feather.

The phoenix fire rose from the ground, and as soon as the raging flames came out, the surrounding air became hot.

But the little phoenix is ​​only at the stage of transforming into a god. His phoenix tail feathers are good for dove birds, but they are not enough to deal with the ferocious divine sword.

Countless sword lights pierced through the flames, approaching Sang Yuan.

This unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!Sang Yuan cursed secretly, at the moment of life and death, what he thought was not whether he could return to the God Realm if he died before completing the mission, but how Qi Ning'an stabbed Tiandao after being blackened.

At this moment, when the sword energy was approaching, he saw Qi Ning'an coming slowly from Yongmeng Mountain, with silver hair and snow clothes, holding the pure and white fairy sword Tianyan in his hand, his wide robe and wide sleeves moved with the wind, like a mountain Cedars bathed in frost and snow.

Then, he saw Qi Ning'an raised his hand, and the Tianyan sword flew out from his hand at an indescribable speed, wrapping around Broken Sword Kanwu.

Kanwujian, who had forced Sangyuan to be helpless just now, fled with his sword the moment he saw Qi Ning'an. It was obviously a divine sword, but it was suppressed by the immortal sword Tianyan and couldn't move.

Sang Yuan felt that he should be dreaming, otherwise how could he see the scene of the divine sword Kanwu running away, and the scene of Tianyan Xianjian pressing it and hitting it, as if venting hatred.

At this moment, Qi Ning'an had already walked in front of him.

He bent down, his eyes were inexplicable, and his eyes fell on his face.

Just as Sang Yuan wanted to say that the minor injury was nothing serious, he saw him approaching him a little bit, and then stretched out his hand to cover the injured face.

His fingertips were cold, and Sang Yuan couldn't help shivering.

The expression on Qi Ning'an's face was obscure, and Sang Yuan said in a low voice, "It hurts?"

In fact, his whole body hurts, especially compared to the severe pain of the injury in the main body space, this small injury on the face is really nothing to worry about.

But subconsciously, Sang Yuan dared not answer.He bit his lip, as if he was enduring the pain, but also as if he was deliberately keeping silent.

Qi Ning'an's eyes stayed on his bitten red lips for a while, his fingertips lightly rubbed the wound, and there was a hint of hostility between his brows.

He grabbed back with one hand, and the Kanwu sword appeared in his hand, trembling crazily.

Not madness, but fear.

His voice was extremely cold: "In this way, it will be broken again."

Sang Yuan's eyes widened. There was too much information in this sentence, and his mouth was slightly opened in shock.

Then, he saw a scene that shocked him and subverted his cognition.

The Kanwu sword let out a whine under the violent shaking, and Qi Ning'an simply grasped it, and the Qingmo sword body that was originally divided into two was divided into four again.

Then he let go of his palm, and the four pieces of the green ink sword were randomly thrown on the ground.

"Am I dreaming?" Sang Yuan looked up at him, but his body was trembling unconsciously.

Qi Ning'an saw the fear in his eyes that he probably hadn't even noticed, and couldn't help rubbing the scar with his fingers a little harder. Although the bleeding wound disappeared during the operation of the spiritual energy, there was a dense red under his fingertips.

This small piece of red was made by myself.

Sang Yuan frowned slightly, the water in the corner of his eyes hung there, as if he would fall into the palm of his hand as long as he exerted himself.

One of the two was bent over, the other sat on the ground with his head raised, but Qi Ning'an's fingertips rested on his face.As long as he gets closer, their breaths will intertwine.

Sang Yuan's eyes drooped, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, not sure if it was because of the broken sword on the ground or something else.His neck was slightly raised because of the upward movement of his head, and his slender and slender neck gave people a sense of fragility.

It must be a dream!He was thinking in a daze, otherwise why would Qi Ningan look at him so strangely.

"Sword Lord...I..." As early as when he broke through the scorched earth space, he became Sang Yuan in the Golden Core Stage again. Although it was a pity that he couldn't take the Tianwai Stone out quietly, but now he wanted to avoid Qi Ning'an's attack even more. look.

It's terrible, like a beast that is hunting.

Because of the way he spoke, the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes finally fell, but the blush on his porcelain-white jade-like skin became more and more obvious.

Qi Ningan still didn't speak, but he moved closer to Sangyuan.

It seemed that at the next breath, the lips of the two were about to stick together.