coobybook Chapter 68 Controlled by the magic sword, the power of 1 sword is so terrifying
Chapter 68 Controlled by the magic sword, the power of 1 sword is so terrifying
A monk from Baiyun Temple walked into the river with a full face of confidence.
The river water actually formed steps under his feet, allowing him to enter the river without touching a drop of water.
"The cultivation base is the ninth floor of foundation building, and he also has a water spirit body, which can breathe freely underwater. No wonder he is so confident."
Xu Jinglong saw this person's cultivation at a glance, and nodded slightly.
"Then I'll watch from a distance first and wait and see what happens."
"If they can force the magic sword out of the river, it will not be too late for me to do it at the last moment."
"And even if Qin Xuan comes, I have this phantom cloak, and his consciousness scan will not be able to find me."
Xu Jinglong smiled and put on the black cloak.
He hasn't stopped growing stronger in the past two years.
I have been following the memory in my mind, looking for the caves left by the monks in the Yuanying stage and the alchemy stage after their death.
He got this object in the cave of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The two main materials are celestial silk and obsidian crystal powder, both of which are treasures that can isolate spiritual consciousness.
This thing is very useful for him to hide his figure!
……
Time passed by minute by minute.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
In a small fishing village.
Many monks of the Chongxiao Sword Sect suddenly showed signs of worry.
Finally, a monk of the Chongxiao Sword Sect couldn't help but said, "Master Yuanzhen has been down for two hours, why hasn't there been any news? Can you contact him?"
"Why be impatient? Uncle Yuanzhen is on the ninth floor of foundation building, only one step away from forming alchemy, so it is impossible for something to happen."
The monk of Baiyun Temple next to him was calm and confident, "What's more, we are not in a hurry, so why are you so anxious?"
The monk was speechless and had no choice but to give up.
Shen Xiaoyue, as the young master of Chongxiao Sword Sect, was also among the crowd at this moment.
She could understand the monk's mood.
After all, this place is only tens of kilometers away from the rebuilt mountain gate of Chongxiao Sword Sect.
If the magic sword becomes bigger, the Chongxiao Sword Sect will definitely be threatened.
"Everyone, don't be impatient, just wait a little longer. The ninth floor of foundation building is already the strongest realm under alchemy. Senior Yuanzhen is also very strong. We..."
Shen Xiaoyue cleared her throat, trying to appease the feelings of the Chongxiao Sword Sect monks.
Before he finished speaking, the gentle surface of the river suddenly boiled.
Immediately afterwards, a figure shot out.
Everyone took a closer look, and it was the eminent monk Yuanzhen who built the foundation of the ninth floor of Baiyun Temple.
However, Yuan Zhen's expression at this time was very strange.
His eyes were bloodshot.
Blue veins popped up on forehead.
Killing intent was written all over his face.
What's more, he is holding that magic sword in his hand!
In the distance, Xu Jinglong shook his head slightly when he saw this scene.
"This person should have killed the mortal who held the magic sword before, but he failed to suppress his desire and took over the magic sword."
"The ninth floor of foundation building is just trying to occupy this magic sword, hehe..."
Seeing this, Xu Jinglong became more comfortable.
Just sit here and wait.
He could already guess what happened next.
Under the blessing of the Demon Sword Biter, the bald donkey of Baiyun Temple increased in strength and killed everyone present.
Then, he went to solve the mess.
He had no idea of saving lives.
That is the magic sword.
The blood of these monks will make the magic sword stronger.
You just have to sit and wait.
why not.
In a small fishing village.
Shen Xiaoyue and other monks and monks looked at Yuan Zhen holding the magic sword, and their expressions changed drastically.
Shen Xiaoyue felt even more threatened.
Warning signs rose in her mind.
The Yuanzhen at this moment is definitely not the Yuanzhen before entering the river.
Its strength also far surpasses the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.
run.
Now I can only run!
A monk from Baiyun Temple looked at Yuanzhen and tentatively asked, "Uncle Yuanzhen?"
Yuan Zhen grinned at him.
In the next moment, his body quickly swept away dozens of meters, appearing in front of this person.
The magic sword cut down suddenly.
Click.
The monk's big head rolled out like a watermelon.
The headless body fell to the sky.
Blood spurt!
Yuanzhen licked the blood on the magic sword, looked around, and showed a cruel smile.
"Killing is indeed the fastest way to grow!"
"I, Yuanzhen, spent the first half of my life in vain! Hahahahaha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared next to another monk from Baiyun Temple.
It was also cut off with a single sword.
It is also the head of a sword!
The rest of the monks and monks showed expressions of astonishment.
Those are two foundation building periods!
Not two chickens!
One sword and die? !
Shen Xiaoyue showed a dignified expression.
What a great speed!
She wanted to yell just now and make everyone run away.
In this way, a few people can survive and pass on the news.
But for now, escape seemed impossible.
After holding the magic sword in Yuanzhen's hand, his speed was more than doubled than before.
Everyone present will be hunted down and killed by him one by one!
The only way to survive now is to gather together and fight to the death!
"Everyone listen to me, it's useless to escape alone! We must gather together to fight back, so that we can survive!"
Shen Xiaoyue roared.
The three foundation-building stage monks and a dozen Qi-refining stage monks of the Chongxiao Sword Sect immediately responded.
The monks of Baiyun Temple hesitated for a moment, then quickly stood beside them.
"Shoot with all your strength! When your spiritual power is exhausted, go to the inner circle to recover!"
Shen Xiaoyue quickly formulated a defensive strategy.
The monks in the foundation building period resisted in the outer circle.
The monks in the Qi refining period released long-range spells in the inner circle.
Once the spiritual power is exhausted, immediately return to the inner circle to recover.
Shen Xiaoyue took out many talismans from the storage bag in her arms and distributed them to the monks.
These talismans, including the storage bag, were all taken out by her from the Chongxiao Underground Palace.
At this moment, it just came in handy.
"Thank you, Young Master!"
The monks of Baiyun Temple received the talisman and were extremely grateful.
One by one, they quickly pasted the talismans on their bodies and weapons.
Looking at the united monks, Yuan Zhen burst out laughing.
"There are many people, is it useful?"
He suddenly grasped the hilt of the magic sword with both hands, and slashed it down fiercely.
boom!
A five-meter-high black-purple sword energy quickly gathered.
Suddenly blast away!
The pupils of the monks suddenly shrank.
But at this moment, they know that they cannot retreat.
Because, Shen Xiaoyue, who is in her early twenties and the young head of the Chongxiao Sword Sect, is at the forefront.
boom!
This sword fell.
Everyone was sent flying out.
It flew seven or eight meters horizontally in mid-air before landing on the ground.
Shen Xiaoyue, who stood in the front, had the top-grade treasure talisman and iron armor talisman on her body, which burned to ashes on the spot.
The two defensive treasures on his body were shattered on the spot.
That's how you can save your life.
As for the two foundation-building monks of the Chongxiao Sword Sect behind her.
His chest collapsed on the spot.
There is already less air in and out!
The rest of the foundation building stage monks and Qi refining stage monks are in even worse condition.
Some of the seven orifices were bleeding, and some were ripped apart.
Some had broken arms, and some had shattered weapons.
Everyone suddenly showed panic.
The power of a sword is so terrifying? !
Yuan Zhen laughed loudly, "In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people there are, it is useless."
"Now, you will all become ghosts under the sword!"