Yun Qing looked at the Tongtian Divine Vein that was facing the continent across the North Sea and the Darkness of the North Sea for a while, and finally said to Long Huai beside him: "You come to break the formation, I will take care of the wound first. en8 .”
The six paths of lifeless true energy circulated endlessly, and the image of freedom from suffering and nirvana rose from her broken knee. The blood stopped little by little, and the wounds scratched by the sword light also disappeared. However, because the legs she paid were the same as her eyes, it was a price rather than an injury, so the nirvana of freedom from suffering could not restore the remaining limbs. The hem of her white clothes was not long, and it was easy to see the broken leg with stubble. The swordsman would glance at her every now and then, but soon he could not bear to look away.
As soon as Long Huai arrived, he ran directly into the sword formation. Jianchen stood behind Amang with Hu Hanmei, while Yun Qing sat on Amang's shoulder, looking a little weak no matter how he looked.
"The Demon Lord just needs to break the formation, why bother fighting that person... to the death." The swordsman couldn't help but said.
Yun Qing responded while adjusting his breath: "Let him become my holy body of Yama and live forever."
"Demon Lord..." Jianchen hesitated. This was his first time to watch the battle of his direct descendants, and it had a huge impact on him. He felt that although the devil's path was dangerous, it had not yet reached the point where he needed to go to extremes like the Demon Lord of Underworld. Physical training must not only include the method used by the Demon Lord just now, but the relatively peaceful Demon Lord should also know about it.
Yun Qing seemed to have guessed what he was going to say: "It doesn't matter. Although it's not the best way, it must be the fastest."
Jianchen was stunned. Shouldn't we practice in the opposite way? Don't seek speed, only seek good things. What does the Demon Lord mean when he says this is the fastest way? Just as he was thinking, he soon heard Yun Qing's sigh.
"Time... it's too late."
Yun Qing's expression was slightly condensed. The Heavenly Divine Veins where the Immortal Saint lived was hidden in the endless darkness of the North Sea, and he didn't know what was going on there.
Long Huai below had already begun to break the formation, and at this time, the direct descendant of Mo Ling who was guarding the formation finally arrived. The two of them came from the southwest, and it seemed that they had already visited the western formation.
Yun Qing had already figured out the order of their actions on the top of the Five Mountains. Compared with the Shenyinmen Mountain Gate in the west, the Tongtian Divine Vein in the north is obviously more threatening, so a large number of their descendants should follow the Fire Phoenix to the north first. . At this time, there was a gap in the west. Yun Qing took this opportunity to break the formation and easily eliminated Han Sheng who came to help.
By this time, Mo Ling should have known about the battle between Han Sheng and the demon disciples, so they sent help again. However, Yun Qing's speed was too fast. Han Sheng was already dead when the next two people arrived. They followed the direction in which Yun Qing and his party left and came to the Northern Formation Eye.
The visitors were Jin Pinglin and Qin Ke, who were dressed in mysterious clothes. Jin Pinglin carried the Yin and Yang swords on his back, while Qin Ke held a heavy sword without an edge. Their breaths intertwined, and their sword intentions merged without any hindrance. Together. Originally, one sword was better than the word "pure", but when these two people struck together with Tai Chi Sword Intent and Fengjiang Sword Intent, their power did not decrease but increased. It was obvious that they had a special tempering method.
Yun Qing looked at the sky and stretched out her hand. The storm had stopped at this moment, and the clear light broke through the clouds, coating her body with a thin layer of gold. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
The black magic flame ignited from her hand, and in an instant it turned into a nine-headed snake, with its head dancing provocatively.
Yun Qing smiled and waved to the two direct descendants of Mo Ling: "Come and fight."
Jin Pinglin glanced at her legs, his gaze cold and focused: "Senior Han has been killed by you?"
Qin Ke looked heavy, looking at Yun Qing with hatred that was almost burning. Senior Han has endured humiliation and endured heavy burdens for humanity for thousands of years, but now he died at the hands of such a young man. It is really a pity. She stared at the empty part under Yun Qingyi's hem and mocked: "It seems that the price you paid is not small."
Yun Qing patted Amang's head, and Amang let out a long roar. Qin Ke's vision went dark, and his soul was shaking. Jin Pinglin drew his sword in the blink of an eye, and the sound of the sword drowned out Amang's roar. . It seems that Jin Pinglin should be slightly stronger than Qin Ke. Since there is a gap in strength between the two, their cooperation may not be as good as it seems on the surface.
"No one has to pay a small price to reach this point." Yun Qing replied calmly, her fingers going deep into Amang's hair, while her other hand played with the hanging hair somewhat boringly.
Qin Ke said angrily: "Since we know that seeking the truth is not easy, why do we kill like this!"
Jin Pinglin frowned, crossed his swords and said, "No need to ask her, the devil's path is different from ours."
"Don't get involved with the devil. I'm different from you." Yun Qing smiled calmly, but his words were clearly meant to be ridiculing.
Qin Ke wanted to argue again, but Jin Pinglin had already swung his sword towards Yun Qing and Amang. Yun Qingguang's sleeves fluttered, and he instantly pushed Hu Hanmei and the swordsman away. Then Amang took one step forward and met Jin Pinglin's swords. At this time, the Holy Body of Yama Demon was still helping Long Huai deal with the sword formation, and was unable to help for a while.
Yun Qing's speed was no slower than him. Almost the moment Amang moved forward, the hanging jian in her hand turned into a real force. The blade glowed with a thin golden color, and the indestructible five-color stone met Jin Pinglin's yin and yang swords. Jin Pinglin's expression suddenly changed slightly when he felt the evil aura on the long sword. This aura was exactly the same as the Qingtian ancient battlefield thousands of years ago. Through this aura, he could vaguely see two great powers fighting each other, the immortal and the human.
"Kunwu?" Qin Ke's reaction was a little slower than the two of them. Yun Qing felt that she had just reached perfection and was still on the edge of the three states of mind. Although her cultivation was slightly worse than the two of them, her knowledge was also first-rate. She recognized the source of the vicious blade as soon as Yun Qing's sword came out. Mo Ling also tried to temper Kunwu in the sword tomb. Unfortunately, the right time, place, and people were just a little bit different. Such ferocious soldiers were probably not suitable for humane use.
At the moment when Qin Ke fell into shock, Yun Qing held Zhengang in one hand to withstand Jin Pinglin's sword move, and quickly made a seal with the other hand. Countless sword lights split off from Zhengang in an instant. This light penetrated the cover of Jin Ping Lin's sword intention and stabbed towards Qin Ke slowly but firmly.
Jin Pinglin was shocked. The sword technique passed down from the demonic path in front of him was obviously very rough, but the light of the sword was able to surpass the sword intention and hit Qin Ke directly!
He quickly pulled Yang Jian back on guard, trying to help Qin Ke block some of the sword light, but the sword light actually passed through Yang Jian and struck back like nothing.
"You are so calm!" Yun Qing took advantage of his slight dazzle to pinch the magic formula directly, and the sword light under Kunwu's magical power slashed towards Qin Ke unavoidably.
Zhen Gang calmed down, the sword light was not a real thing, so Jin Pinglin couldn't block it when he swung his sword to block it. Qin Ke only felt that a piece of golden light was slowly approaching in front of her eyes, but she could not dodge at such a slow speed. All her mind was captured by the light of the sword, and in the end she could only watch it fall on herself.
The yin and yang qi spread out from the Jinpinglin sword, surrounding him and Qin Ke. The yin and yang blended, the two qi separated, and the vitality poured in, driving out the demonic energy.
Qin Ke quickly recovered after a brief loss of concentration. She swept the heavy sword in her hand and slashed directly towards Amang's waist and abdomen. Amang's movements were slow, and Yun Qing was confronting Jin Pinglin's Yin Sword at the moment, so he couldn't concentrate on commanding him for a moment, so the heavy sword struck his chest impartially.
Amang was incredibly powerful and had divine power to protect his body, so Qin Ke was unable to break through his defense for a while.
"Kill that girl first!" Jin Pinglin reminded. Compared with this strong man with blind eyes, the white-clothed direct descendant of the demonic path seemed more unfathomable. Moreover, Amang looked extremely strong, and his body was comparable to a magic weapon. It was estimated that he would not be able to cut him for a while, but Yun Qing was different. She was blind, her legs were broken, and she was in a weak state.
"Oh, you want to kill me?" Yun Qing laughed in a low voice, the voice getting louder and louder, and finally it became a bit mad.
Aman looked up to the sky and roared, raised his hands forward, and swung the golden screen a hundred meters away. The Kunwu in Yun Qing's hand was covered with dots of magic lines, and finally the lines formed a curse. The technique was created directly from the sword, and the technique of using the weapon as a matchmaker was learned from Song Liyou. As soon as the technique was completed, a large red lotus karma fire ignited from her feet and spread all the way to Jinpinglin. This piece of red lotus karma fire was generated by her own hostility, which was the reverse use of the red lotus karma fire symbol. After a duel with Linjun, Yun Qing mastered his new understanding of Taoism and his skills in rapid development at an almost unimaginable speed.
There are so many talents among the younger generation that Yun Qing feels no fear or anxiety. She is almost greedily eager to turn their talents and talents into her own.
"Come and kill me!"
The fragile girl who seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch waved to the two of them again. There was an endless sea of fire behind her, a dark sky above her head, and a black sun rising slowly from the tip of the knife.
"No, just the two of us will be damaged. Let's hold her back first..." Although Jin Pinglin was also in the second mood, he was worried that Yun Qing would pose a life threat to Qin Ke, so he did not dare to put her aside for a while. She pushed too hard.
Qin Ke nodded, and threw the heavy sword directly upwards. The yin and yang qi on the golden screen of the sword intersected with it, and then separated from the sword. The two qi of yin and yang turned into a huge overwhelming net that covered the area where Yun Qing was. The true energy in this yin and yang net communicated with the heaven and earth, and the yin and yang and the five elements were interdependent, almost endlessly.
Yun Qing smiled as she watched them combine their sword skills. The light of the sword in her hand gradually cooled down, and the silver thread replaced the golden light. In the blink of an eye, a waning moon rose in the sky.
Qin Ke always felt uneasy looking at the gentle smile on her face. She sternly said: "You can't laugh for long!"
"Do you know what I'm laughing at?" Yun Qing's smile became more and more joyful, she raised her soul slightly, and the magic array on the tip of the knife flashed away.
Of course, Qin Ke didn't know why she was still laughing after being injured like this, so he remained silent and focused all his attention on the power of the sword.
Yun Qing shook his head and suddenly sang loudly: "Thousands of mountains share the moonlight, and the mountains and rivers smile!"
The moonlight pours down like a thousand turbulent streams, with the awe-inspiring sword light and surging demonic energy hidden in the light. It instantly washes away the haze and suppresses the daylight until it becomes colorless. The waning moon is miserable, and the white moonlight floods over the northern continent like water. Murderous intentions and sword evil flow freely, without restraint.
As soon as the words "Xiao'er Mountains and Rivers Fall" were uttered, both Mo Ling and Mo Ling's expressions changed. Jin Pinglin's skills suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "Stop!"
The two qi of yin and yang pressed down again, and the sharp sword was hanging above Yun Qing's head. The sword's intention was just above her center, and it was only a little short of being able to split her from head to tail.
Yun Qing sneered mercilessly: "Stop? Please fold your sword and beg me."
Qin Ke couldn't bear it any longer and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The heavy sword instantly grew as big as a mountain and struck straight down. The heavy and condensed sword intent fell like a meteorite, and the fighting intent of the beacon fire sank with the sword intent. Yun Qing could smell the blood in it even with his eyes closed. The Fengjiang Sword Intention is a literary sword, but it is also a sword that exists to stabilize the country. If there is something that threatens the people of this land, then the Fengjiang Sword Intent can seal it, fix it, and kill it.
"Body of Ten Thousand Calamities!" Yun Qing raised her head and faced the huge sword as strong as a mountain. Amang tried to protect him, but she stopped him.
The next moment, the heavy sword fell and directly chopped off Yun Qing's head.
Qin Ke felt as if the heavy sword in his hand was slashing against the thick rock. The huge power concentrated on the heavy sword spread to the unimaginably huge body, making it extremely difficult to even draw the sword. She held it empty in her hand and moved the sword downward again. Seeing that the situation was not good, Jin Ping quickly used the energy of yin and yang to help. For a moment, the heavy sword was unparalleled in power, splitting the sky and splitting the earth.
Yun Qing felt the cold sword light touching her forehead. She laughed and recited the mantra loudly again: "Body of ten thousand tribulations!"
Qin Ke vomited out a large mouthful of blood, the sword light collapsed inch by inch, and the yin and yang energy was scattered and uncondensed. At the same time, the sacred body of Yama formed by Yun Qing was cut into two pieces out of thin air. From the top of the head to the tail vertebrae, the entire stalwart body was split into two halves, with rivers of blood flowing and mountains of bones forming.
The Ten Thousand Tribulations Body connects Yun Qing himself and the Yama Holy Body. When either of the two receives a devastating blow, the damage will be shared with the other body. The sacred body of Yama could still be reunited after it was destroyed, but her own physical body had just suffered heavy damage, and now she did not dare to take risks.
"That's it?" The mocking voice was close to Qin Ke's ears in an instant. She didn't even have time to activate her vitality protective body when the pale moonlight penetrated her heart, and the demonic energy surged through her meridians.
Jin Pinglin looked sideways, and saw that the unconscious big man was still entangled with the Yin and Yang Qi, but the white-clothed demon cultivator had appeared out of thin air, licking blood with the tip of his knife.