Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 50 Dugu Shunyi

This small time and space on the leaf table seems to be an independent small world.

Sword light, thunder and fire, and war songs constitute the main colors of this world.

Countless sword energy, like a roaring tiger or an angry dancing dragon, charged and killed among the cruel ghost soldiers.

The two green snakes are like green pens that are constantly waving,

The white that cuts through the true fire, the blue that cuts through the sun and thunder,

Then cut through the red of the ghost soldier's armor,

Finally, the little golden true spirit hidden deep in the ghost body was smeared,

Just returned with satisfaction.

Countless ghost soldiers were covered in demonic fire, roaring war songs, and rushed forward like wind and thunder. Unless the true spirit was wiped out by flying swords and the ghost body was turned into powder, they would not stop dying.

"The robes and virtues are all there, and the determination to fight is as strong as iron.

Try your hand to mend the cracks in the sky,

Break the formation and sing a song called "Hunting and Hunting",

Swords, sails, halberds, and oars swing the sea waves! "

Like the butterfly chasing the light, and like the petrel flying through the storm.

Until the broken weapons and incomplete armor gradually sank into the billowing mist.

Twenty feet, ten feet, five feet.

Xu Mingyuan had green snakes on his sleeves, and finally defended a five-foot radius.

At this time, there was already some sweat on his forehead.

He had to admit that this ghost formation, as bright as the sun and as chilling as Shura, was a bit beyond his expectation.

He even felt that every ghost soldier he fought was no longer ignorant, but rather like a warrior who looked down upon life and death after resurrection.

They stepped on the purple mist, with magic fire burning on their armor and weapons. Their fearlessness and strength seemed to be engraved in their bones and blood. Even though they were dead, they were unwilling to sleep. They would rather wield a sword for their ideals, even the last one.

Xu Mingyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said loudly, "Ji Cuiyu, I underestimate you, but you can't crush me."

The sound passed through the layers of ghost formations and fell into everyone's ears.

"I know, let's continue." Jiang Moshu responded from a distance, but continued to activate the ghost formation.

Xu Mingyuan laughed, "I possess the True Fire Yang Lei, and my energy regeneration speed is much faster than that of ordinary monks. You want to use up all my Gang Yuan, but you are thinking too much."

The green snake danced wildly, and it seemed that there was a restricted area within five feet. Countless war ghosts would turn into powder as long as they crossed an invisible dividing line.

Xu Mingyuan said calmly: "This ghost formation is suitable for me to hone my sword power.

Dugu Gu, hahaha, what could be more suitable for Dugu's state of mind than letting me fight to my heart's content alone among these thousands of dead soldiers. "

The sarcastic voice came from afar,

"Speaking of which, Ji Cuiyu, I would also like to thank you for helping me practice. The last time I had this kind of enlightenment on swordsmanship, I killed the person I loved to show my ambition of swordsmanship."

Jiang Moshu was speechless for a while. This guy is crazy. Is he too normal, or are some people too abnormal?

This kind of person would be disgusted if a gold snake bit him, so he should be slapped hard with a knife to wake him up. It would be best to reduce his Taoist heart.

Is sword intent rare?

My family, Yunlou, has a niche version of the She Dao, and there is nothing else. Doing the math, it should be considered a type of Guizhen Sword Intent.

Sorry, the White Bone Trap Sword Qi plus the Zanpoku Soul-Desecrating Sword,

This thing of sword intention,

I have one too!

Stretch your head over, Sajia will come and translate for you,

What is sword intention?

What is called sword intention when stepping on a horse!

What is the sword intention of stepping on a horse?

Boom!Boom!Boom!

As if she had guessed her master's choice, Shen Caiyan pursed her pretty little lips and beat the war drum as if to vent her anger.

With the sharp sword light like green water, the crippled war ghost pressed forward another three feet.

Jiang Moshu turned around gently and walked slowly to the side of Yunlou Daoling.

I saw the ice jade beauty with frosty eyes, icy face, and a long sword like snow.

It can't be seen at all that it is just a tangible and insubstantial shadow.

Jiang Moshu nodded to Daoling and said softly to himself,

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you! Nice to meet you..."

Then he held the Zanpaku Soul Sword in his right hand and walked towards the ghost formation.

But on top of the emerald green leaf platform, a pair of beautiful people walked slowly through the purple mist.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth in this small world changed, the dark mist surged and rolled, and the battle formation slowly separated like a tsunami on a solid mountain.

A young Taoist with red lips and white teeth, holding the hand of a stunningly beautiful woman, against the distant mountains and clouds, really looks like a couple of gods and immortals.

The young man has a jade hanging on his forehead and bright eyes.

The beauty wears a blue robe and shawl, and her eyes are all white with frost.

The two people's connected palms were holding a sharp long sword.

The battle ahead continued, and the war ghosts behind slowly retreated to both sides, making way for the pair of sword-wielding men to open up a road to the sky.

The young man hummed happily and walked happily. The beautiful woman next to him walked side by side, holding hands, not taking more than one step, and not taking more than half a step.

Two green snakes flew in the sky, resisting the attack of the war ghost.

Xu Mingyuan was concentrating his mind, scanning his surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, carefully guarding against the attack of the sword spirit.

Suddenly, I heard a burst of singing, getting closer and closer.

"The cold wind and snow wash away the past,

I'm used to watching the moon set and the stars sink,

Three feet of life,

Quenching an inch of majesty..."

Suddenly, all the war ghosts retreated, and a pair of jade figures came into Xu Mingyuan's eyes, among them was the sword spirit.

Just listen to the last line of the young man next to Dao Ling,

"If you feel unjust, kill the ghosts and gods with one sword."

Clang!

The last words Xu Mingyuan heard before his eyes turned black were:

This knife,

It has nothing to do with the meaning of the great road,

It has nothing to do with the benefits of immortality,

Just to follow my will.

……

Good idea!

Liao Chenyu laughed loudly, patted his thighs desperately, pointed at the Xu family's golden elixir opposite, and pointed.

"Why are you bragging about sword intent? This is the Xu family's sword?"

Xu Yingqu's face was full of blood, but in front of Dumi Immortal Lord, he couldn't get angry.

I can only bow to Tomi first, "Thank you Immortal Lord for saving my sword. When the ancestor returns, I will come to express my gratitude to the Immortal Lord in person."

In front of the banquet table, it was Xu Mingyuan who was unconscious, with a red line around his neck and four broken green snake swords beside him.

Immortal Tomi waved his hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, no need. It's hard to kill people at my birthday party."

"However," Immortal Tomi said seriously,

"Although Xu Mingyuan was immobilized by me and took over the leader, it will not affect his subsequent practice. However, the Sword Intent and Taoist Heart are still up to him, and others cannot help him."

Xu Yingqu quickly saluted, "Of course, it depends on his fate in the future. Immortal Lord, please forgive me. I will send Ming Yuan back home first."

Immortal Lord Tomi nodded, "Go, go, go."

Xu Yingqu took a picture of Xu Mingyuan and was about to leave, but Huang Huabi smiled and said loudly, "Should we choose the Sword Scripture ourselves, or should you choose and bring it? The Immortal Lord has something to say, don't forget it."

Xu Yingqu paused and said calmly, "I will never forget what happened today!"

Then he bowed his hands to Immortal Dumi as a gift and drove away directly.

The two Jindan Masters of Mingtan Sect also bowed to Du Mi, "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for your protection."

If Xu Mingyuan really died on this fighting stage today, he would be in a lot of trouble.

Immortal Toya laughed and said meaningfully, "I haven't met such an interesting little guy for a long time. The next sword competition will definitely be more interesting."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "I have exhausted my pleasure today. You two can go down and drink again." With a wave of his hand, the two golden elixirs were moved back to their original positions.

Huang Huabi and Liao Chenyu looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

"Is three jars of Wanrunhuaxueling wine worth it?!" Liao Chenyu chuckled.

Huang Huabi nodded and said with a smile,

"If you could look through it again and find something similar,

I'll give you ten jars! "