Sword Three: Rain Painting Scroll

The white-haired youth and Kalubi were protected within a light blue barrier.The moment the dragon roared, Mo Yu took out a blue bead from his bosom, threw the bead on the ground, and immediately a spherical barrier appeared, covering the white-haired youth and Kalubi inside, protecting They will not bleed to death from their seven orifices because of the coercion of the dragon soul.

Mo Yu had a sword in his hand, a very ordinary sword.

Holding this ordinary sword with no distinctive features, Mo Yu raised a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Several thunderbolts fell from the sky out of nowhere, and accompanied by a shower of rain, one after another, they collided with the sword energy around Mo Yu and made a loud roar.

The man in black sneered, and said: "Little ghost, let me see how you break my Dragon Soul Banner. However, you are very powerful, and you even have a magic weapon like Ping Youzhu. It seems that your master treats you very well. It's really good." Ping Youzhu is a magic weapon of immortal grade, which can resist the attacks of monks who have cultivated below the Mahayana stage, including the Mahayana stage.

There is indeed an ancient dragon soul in the dragon soul banner, but it is not a complete ancient dragon soul, but a broken soul. If it is a complete dragon soul, Ping Youzhu can't resist it at all.However, this spirit alone is difficult enough to deal with.The face of the Dragon Soul Banner is made of dragon skin, the runes on it are painted with dragon blood, and even the frame is a piece of dragon bone, which can be described as a rare treasure.

The man in black saw that Mo Yu was only a Jindan stage monk, so he would use the Dragon Soul Banner. Moreover, even if Mo Yu was not at the Jindan stage, but at the Nascent Soul stage or the distraction stage, he would still dare to use it. Dragon Soul Banner dealt with him.As long as he is not a sword cultivator above the Mahayana stage, he has the guts.After all, he had planned to kill Mo Yu in the small world created by Soul Banner from the very beginning.People who die in the small world created by the Dragon Soul Banner will not even get out of the small world after death, but will be refined by the small world and become its source of power.

This dragon soul banner has absorbed too much blood and soul.After the man in black got this dragon soul banner, he used it to kill many people, including monks, demons, demons, and even the earth immortal who had just ascended.The Dragon Soul Banner, originally a high-grade magic weapon, has become a magic weapon that only knows how to kill.

Mo Yu didn't say a word, his whole body turned into a cold sword shadow.Against the group of thunders looming in the air, Jian Ying went against the trend and hit them.The thunder collided with the sword intent, and the whole small world shook, and there was a huge roar.

The two who were protected by Mo Yu with the screen protection beads looked at the scene in front of them solemnly.Kalubi and the white-haired youth, who had long been used to strong winds and waves, were shattered on this day.Both of them are well-known masters in the Jianghu.One is the Dharma King Ren Protector of Mingjiao, and the other is the number one swordsman in the Western Regions.Both of them have the capital to be proud, and they have the capital to despise or disdain others.But today, they can only be vulnerable to being protected by the young man in front of them, but they are powerless to help him.

There were continuous showers and strong winds in the small world, but Kalubi and the white-haired youth who were protected in the Ping Youzhu were not affected at all.Compared with Mo Yu, who was drowned by the wind and rain, it formed a sharp contrast.

Kalubi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured, "Who is this young man?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Mo Yu from the Valley of the Evil." The white-haired young man looked at Mo Yu meaningfully and replied, "But now, I suspect that I have denied the wrong person." It is impossible for Yingcai to possess such power against the sky.

As soon as the white-haired young man said this, Kalubi glanced at him sideways, narrowed his eyes and asked, "May I ask who you are?" A master with unique knowledge.

"Linghushang." The young man who didn't intend to hide his identity slowly said his name.

Hearing the word Linghushang, Kalubi's eyes flashed a gleam of surprise.Although he is in the Ming Cult, he still knows the name of Linghu Shang like thunder.Speaking of this Linghu Shang is also a legendary figure.

But what surprised Kalubi was that this guy would actually come to Longmen Desert.

"Kalubi." Out of respect for the other party, Kalubi also reported his name.

Linghu Shang raised his eyebrows, he didn't show any surprise as if he knew it, but just nodded lightly.

Kalubi looked at the young man in the huge sword shadow in the sky, his pupils narrowed, and said, "Mo Yu from the Valley of the Wicked should not have such supernatural power." If so, the battle between the Valley of the Wicked and the Haoqi League all these years would have been impossible. It's all like that.

Kalubi's words made Linghu Shang also self-doubt whether he had denied the wrong person.Indeed, if the young man in front of him is really Mo Yu, then the Valley of the Wicked should be a force that cannot be dealt with by the Haoqi League and other sects.

Mo Yu didn't care about the turbulent air around him, all the clothes on his body were torn, and the belts of the robes were flying.There is a huge figure looming between the clouds, that is the dragon soul, but because of the strength of one soul, it cannot show its original appearance.Countless thunderbolts struck down, and with a tyrannical aura, they rushed towards the huge sword shadow.The two forces collided and shook the small world again. With the power of the sky, Mo Yu tore through the clouds and the violent wind and rain around him, and collided with the dragon soul to death.

The sky in the small world has become particularly gloomy.

At this moment, a red beam of light broke through the dark sky.The red beam of light pierced through the clouds, tore through the torrential rain and the wind, emitting dazzling light, approaching the entire small world.

Seeing this scene, a trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of Kalubi and Linghu Shang.

The sky turned red in an instant, and the gloomy sky was melted by the red light that broke through the sky in an instant.The red light was too dazzling, so dazzling that it was impossible to see the handle in the red light clearly. The hilt was wrapped with flame-shaped patterns, and both sides were sharpened. long sword.

The red light fell on Mo Yu's body, covering him completely.

The sword in the red light came to Mo Yu's side, melted into his sword shadow, and collided with the power of the dragon soul with him in a glowing fire.The dragon soul let out a mournful dragon chant, which resounded throughout the small world.Then, with a roar, Mo Yu pierced through the dragon soul together with the sword.Then, in a blink of an eye, they returned to their original place.

And the dragon soul banner had already been cut in half and fell to the ground.

The sword shadow returned to her body, and Mo Yu held the sword that suddenly appeared, her body flickered, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, she finally knelt down on the ground with one knee somewhat unbearable.If it weren't for this inexplicably appearing sword, he might not be able to break through that dragon soul so easily with his own sword intent.

"No, it's impossible—!!" The sharp voice suddenly appeared, and the man in black glared at the sword in Mo Yu's hand, and roared: "Why does this sword recognize you as the master!! Obviously I am the spirit of fire—" —!!" The voice stopped abruptly, he stared at Mo Yu, stared at him for a long while, and seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but surprise: "You are also of the fire spirit root attribute! Yes, you must be too! And you The spiritual root attribute of my soul must be higher than mine, otherwise it will not recognize you as the master! Hahaha, God help me, let me meet a sword cultivator with a fire spiritual root!!" The man in black robe was very excited, he sucked blood There are so many people who have seized souls, but there is rarely one who belongs to his spiritual root, let alone a golden core stage sword cultivator.

You must know that a sword cultivator above the golden core stage can equal the cultivation of four or five ordinary monks, not to mention that the person in front of him is still a sword cultivator of the same attribute as himself.

Human beings gather the aura of heaven and earth, refine and use it several times, and then they can be reborn, and their bodies can be transformed into gods, and their life expectancy is beyond the comparison of ordinary people.These people are collectively referred to as practitioners or monks.Of course, there will be some people among the monks who want to take shortcuts. In order to improve their cultivation, they will take away the cultivation base and true energy of other monks, or the soul of the other party, and refine them to transform them into their own body. Cultivation to a higher level.

Most of these monks have become demons, collectively referred to as demon cultivators, and occasionally called blood cultivators or soul cultivators.

The black-robed man in front of him is a demon cultivator, a fourth-level demon cultivator at the Liberation Period.

"Little ghost, I really don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky. However, I am extremely lucky." He laughed wantonly, and did not put Kalubi and Linghushang behind Mo Yu in the first place. in the eyes.Perhaps to the people in black robes, they are just two mortals, at best they are of low quality.

As the man in black said, he took a step closer to Mo Yu.

Now that Mo Yu was injured, it was easier for the man in black to deal with.Although, he felt that even if Mo Yu was not injured, he would not be his opponent.

Leaning on the sword, Mo Yu stood up, raised the long sword, which was not heavy for him at all, pointed it at the man in black, and said, "If you dare to take a step closer, try."

The man in black raised his eyebrows under the hood, instead of being angry, he smiled and said, "How about taking a step closer?" As he spoke, he took another step closer to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu swung the sword, and the sword was wrapped in a stream of fire, directly drawing a deep and visible gap in front of the toes of the man in black.Because this ghost city was originally an enchanted world created by the man in black, Mo Yu's blow would not cause any scars to the Yumen Pass outside the ghost city.

Staring at the crack in front of him, the black-robed man sneered and said, "You think you can hurt me with the sword in your hand alone? A mere Jindan stage, who wants to fight against me at the stage of separation? It's too presumptuous." As he said that, an invisible pressure suddenly released from his body. This was the coercion that monks who were above him could have, and it was something Mo Yu couldn't resist.However, Kalubi and Linghushang behind Mo Yu were unharmed. They were protected by the Ping Youzhu, so they did not suffer any injuries.

Mo Yu had already suffered internal injuries, and the coercion of the black-robed man made his injuries worse.Gritting his teeth, Mo Yu didn't take half a step back, but attacked with his sword.Seeing that he still had room to fight back, the man in black sneered, raised his palm, and a giant palm with fiery red light flew out of it.

With a loud noise, Mo Yu took the opponent's giant palm with the sword in his hand, and was shocked back a few steps.

Although he didn't fall to the point of flying out, it also caused him to suffer from very serious internal injuries, his throat was sweet, and he wanted to suppress the surging blood, but he still spit out blood, which made him feel dizzy.

Seeing that Mo Yu was dying, the man in black was very happy. Just when he was about to give Mo Yu another slap, a crack was torn open in the sky above his head, and then the man in black flew uncontrollably. Go out and hit the wall on the left hard.

"What courage! 』