A ray of sword energy bypassed Jin Hanxue and went straight to the large acupoints around Fangyuan. At this time when the blood energy was dim and the magic power was disordered, if such a sword energy directly hit the acupoint, the danger would be unpredictable. But something happened suddenly, and Jin Hanxue was not strong enough to resist. Although the white cats were extremely capable, they were also helpless at such a close distance, and everyone became anxious.
At this moment, a strange black shadow slowly appeared behind the disciples in the Sword Washing Pond.
The black shadow appeared silently in the Sword Tomb. Behind the disciples in the Sword Washing Pond, no one noticed its existence. Then they saw that the sword intent on this black shadow was getting stronger and stronger, like a sword. , accumulating more and more strength...
"not good… "
The first person to react was the Yuanying Sword Immortal from the Sword Washing Pool, who suddenly screamed.
The people around him were shocked when they heard this and turned around quickly.
But before they could react, the black shadow suddenly rushed forward. After this black shadow, more black shadows appeared, each one like black lightning, with indescribable weirdness. The sword light rushed in front of him at the same time.
As soon as the sword light appeared, it roared towards him, extremely vicious and terrifying.
This group of sword cultivators from the Sword Washing Pond had just discovered the Wusheng Sword Tomb and saw Fang Yuan in the tomb. They thought that Fang Yuan was possessed by a demon. Their attention was naturally distracted and they did not expect that he would be here. There will be such murderous intentions in the empty underground palace.
Even though they were able to react extremely quickly, in such an instant, they were somewhat caught off guard.
The opponent was well prepared and used all his strength. By the time they reacted, the sword light was already in front of them.
The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal reacted the fastest, but because he was injured, his reaction was half a beat slower than usual
While he was shouting, a fairy sword flew up beside him to stop this sudden attack.
But the fairy sword was only half effective, and the opponent's terrifying sword light had already arrived.
Hu La La, a piece of sword energy floated, twisting the void.
Next to the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, the disciples of the Sword Washing Pond had been rushing for a long time in the wind and snow, and their magic power was not flowing smoothly. At this time, their reactions became even more chaotic. Unexpectedly, they were all struck one after another, and their bodies were torn apart by the sword energy. There were many wounds, and blood spurted out.
"How dare you, demon..."
The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal was shocked and angry. He rose up with his sword angrily and was about to fight back, but suddenly he was stunned. In front of him, a very familiar shadow appeared in front of him, wearing white clothes. With a cold expression, she looked at him calmly.
"Sister Min?"
The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal noticed the familiar aura on this woman's body and was startled, his sword intention slightly blocked.
When he thought that Elder Min had encountered something unexpected, the shadow of Elder Min suddenly appeared with his sword raised.
"Shua..."
A sharp and terrifying sword energy suddenly appeared and passed through his heart.
The Nascent Soul Sword Immortal yelled and staggered back, with a painful and sad look on his face.
Who would have thought that I would be injured just by looking at him...
... And the one who hurt him was actually Elder Min
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In just a moment, all the disciples of the Xijianchi Pond were injured.
The one who was most seriously injured was actually the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal with the highest level of cultivation.
They couldn't help but look frightened and looked towards the place where the sword light struck.
Then they saw a few people dressed in the cold rushing in, followed by four elders in black robes. They looked very miserable, with frostbite all over their bodies. Some people lost half of their arms, and some lost their arms. Most of their heads were broken, and some people's bodies were badly mutilated. Their wounds were all crystallized by freezing. In terms of misery, they were really the most miserable people on the snowy plains.
Walking in front of them was a man wearing a white robe with a big smile. Although he looked a little weathered, he was much better than the other people. He was holding a long black weapon in his hand. The sword was covered with strange runes, and beside him, there was a faint shadow floating with lifelike features, exactly like Elder Min.
"Haha, interesting, interesting..."
While smiling, this person walked forward easily and said with a smile: "With the sword spirit transformed by the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, it is indeed much easier to use. The aura of the sword is concealed, and even you who are as smart as ghosts can't use it." None of the guys can find it, and by surprise, I can kill the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal with one sword. I have been chased by you countless times, but this time, I can finally win back the victory!"
"Evil Sword Cultivator?"
When the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool saw the white-robed man, their eyes became filled with anger and fear.
Some people even saw the faint shadow floating around him, and their eyes almost burst into flames: "That's Elder Min's soul. Damn it, Elder Min spent his whole life fighting demons with swords, but... he was actually refined by these evil sword cultivators." Got the Sword Spirit…”
Young Master Chengtian glanced at him and said, "Didn't I already praise her for being very useful?"
As he said this, he looked at Fang Yuan, becoming more and more satisfied, and said with a smile: "I am so satisfied with this gift from you!"
Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Xijianchi next to them had even more resentful eyes, and some even felt a hint of panic in their hearts: "As expected, these leaders of the Six Paths got together with the evil sword monks. Could it be that this is actually a plot against us?" trap?"
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"Hahaha, have you seen it? This is the right path you stick to..."
"People of the righteous way will kill you regardless of whether they are green, red or white. Do they care about the way you stick to?"
"On the contrary, the evil way saved you. Do you still want to fight with them to the end?"
"The matter has come to this, and the road to spiritual practice has been cut off. Why do you have to be a poor creature struggling in a sea of misery and despair? Immortals have immortal ways, demons have devil ways, immortals have freedom, demons also have great freedom, and the way of heaven is ruthless. What do you care about good and evil? Why let the good and evil of the common people in the world affect you? People will be punished by heaven and earth if they don't do it for themselves. The devil in the eyes of others is not the immortal way we seek? "
Fang Yuan has not reacted to everything that happened in the outside world, but in fact, he has taken it all in his heart, including the fact that the disciples of the Xijianchi Pond wanted to kill him when they came up, and also the fact that someone stopped the sword, and then However, he was indiscriminate and did not distinguish the truth from the false. He directly wanted to destroy himself while his actions did not change, and he was attacked and injured by the evil sword monk...
This scene made him feel a little sad.
And this kind of desolation and disappointment made the demonic intention in his sea of consciousness even stronger...
At this time, his entire sea of consciousness was about to be submerged in the sea of blood. Demonic intentions were everywhere, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
His true spirit was sitting cross-legged in it, and it seemed that he might be swallowed up by the sea of blood at any time. It was just because of some indescribable feeling of hesitation that he subconsciously refused to be eroded by the sea of blood even in his daze. Therefore, Not yet fully realized.
The sea of blood noticed the persistence in his heart and encouraged stronger power to erode him.
That feeling was extremely terrifying. This was not a real fight between you and me, but a change of mind. The power of the sea of blood triggered countless demonic thoughts, constantly affecting his mind, but also making him These demonic thoughts seemed to have been born by him...
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"Young Master, there seems to be something wrong with these six leaders..."
In the outside world, next to the Young Master Chengtian, an elder with half of his body missing looked at Fang Yuan hatefully and looked at Fang Yuan with an unkind look. He also noticed the evil aura in him and gave a cold voice. , and made a gesture of wiping his neck towards the young master.
Now that they have found the Wusheng Sword Tomb, there is no point in leaving Fang Yuan behind. As they cross the snowfield, countless people die. The few who survive are also seriously damaged physically, and all their hatred is gone. Sent to Fang Yuan.
Young Master Chengtian glanced at him and said with a smile: "Since he is a member of my generation, why should I kill him?"
His eyes slowly swept over Fang Yuan's body, and he also felt the evil aura on his body. Although he looked carefully, he seemed to be slightly different from what was recorded in the Chengtian Sword Code, but it was clearly the same, and his expression was different. He looked a little good-looking and whispered: "What do you think you are doing with all these twists and turns? After being on the air for so long, aren't you going to end up on our path?"
No longer thinking about it, he ordered the elders around him: "Search this sword tomb!"
When the elders heard this, they hurriedly dispersed. Although they wanted to kill Fang Yuan to vent their anger, the more important thing was of course the sword tomb.
Then very quickly, the elders of Chengtian Sword Dao came back with frightened expressions.
"The Sword Tomb is empty..."
"Here... there is nothing here..."
There was actually a hint of panic in their voices, which was far heavier than disappointment.
"Is the Sword Tomb empty?"
Young Master Chengtian was also shocked when he heard this, and his expression darkened to the extreme.
After taking a look around in person and coming back, his face was full of doubts: "No, if this sword tomb has been evacuated long ago, where did the Ling Zhao sword master get those sword principles? But then again, that Ling Zhao sword master If the master really entered the snowy field early and entered the Wusheng Sword Tomb, how could they withstand the wind and snow in the snowy field with their meager skills of the Sword Controlling Sect?"
But the more I thought about it, the more surprised I became.
In fact, there were a lot of doubts about the Wusheng Sword Tomb. Even with their level of cultivation, they were so well prepared and rushed into the snowy field. Countless people died. The four people in the Nascent Soul realm The Great Elder was in a desperate state and was on the verge of death. He only managed to survive with the help of rare treasures such as the Suzaku Divine Egg. How did Ling Zhao, who had the highest level but the Golden Pill at that time, get in
It's just that they were convinced that the sword master Ling Zhao of the Sword Control Sect had once entered the Wusheng Sword Tomb, and also saw the sword principles in the sword scripture from Fang Yuan's hand, so they believed that there must be a way to solve their hidden disease here, and they would do whatever it takes. broke in...
"Young Master, what should we do?"
The elders next to them looked a little frightened and asked Young Master Chengtian anxiously.
"what to do?"
Young Master Chengtian's brows were knotted, and he suddenly turned to look at Fang Yuan: "Is there something else you are hiding from us?"
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