Xuan Lingzi's voice fell, but there was no sound in the stone room.
I saw Xuan Lingzi put his fingers together, and a golden sword energy pierced the stone table in front of the futon. Suddenly, a swaying remnant appeared from the stone table. His figure is insignificant, and it seems that he will collapse in the next moment, but the words "is a human or a demon" are still repeated in his mouth.
If Luo Jianqing could wake up at this moment, he would probably find out that this voice was the one who had been fighting with him for a long time in the sixth level. This is just a remnant soul, it can even be said that it is a remnant soul without much wisdom, but it contains the obsession of the original owner, and it will not go away for a long time.
"It's a human being a demon, a human being a demon..."
There was no expression on Xuan Lingzi's indifferent face. The eight-petaled golden lotus between his brows suddenly burst into radiance, and the remnant howled in pain, then raised his head tremblingly to look at him, and after looking at him for a long time, Shouted sharply: "You are a demon!"
Xuan Lingzi snorted softly and sneered: "Why am I a demon?"
The voice seemed to have heard nothing, and he rushed towards Xuan Lingzi with five claws.
Xuan Lingzi pointed at the sword energy, the remnant soul howled miserably, and the color in his eyes gradually became clearer. After a long while, he suddenly raised his head to look at Xuan Lingzi, and asked in surprise, "Yuanshen?!" After a while, Remnant Soul said in horror: "Half of the Yuanshen... You are a monk above the Mahayana period!"
Xuan Lingzi ignored the words of the remnant soul, with a cold face like an ice lotus indifference, he said lightly: "Since you have regained your senses, then you will apologize for the injustice of my disciple being a demon. ."
Before waiting for the opponent to attack, the remnant soul roared hoarsely: "He is a demon, he is a demon, he is a demon!"
Xuan Lingzi sneered: "What nonsense!"
The remnant soul said in a trembling voice: "If he is not tolerated by the 81st Avenue and the 3000th Avenue in the sky, he is not a monster or something!"
"The way of heaven that is not cultivated by people is a demon?"
"Yes!"
Xuan Lingzi flicked his robe, and a little golden light fell in the stone room. He asked indifferently, "What about me?"
The remnant soul was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he seemed to be crazy again, and began to keep talking: "The demon cultivator in the Mahayana period, the demon cultivator in the Mahayana period... Yaozun, it's Yaozun... You are a demon, you It's a monster, you're a monster!"
The slender phoenix eyes fell on this madman-like remnant soul for a moment, Xuan Lingzi looked indifferently at the remnant soul holding his head in pain in front of him, the remnant soul seemed to want to attack him according to instinct, but every time When he looked up at him, he turned his eyes timidly.
At the end, the remnant slowly flew up and kept colliding in the stone chamber. He doesn't have a physical body, just shouting "Yao Zun" and "It's a human or a demon", while constantly abusing himself with self-mutilation.
In this regard, Xuan Lingzi just watched quietly. Even if the remnant soul hit Li Xiuchen's body, causing the unconscious Li Xiuchen to shudder, he didn't stop it, until the remnant soul was about to hit Luo Jianqing's body, Xuan Lingzi's eyes narrowed, and he rolled up the remnant soul with his sleeves. return.
The powerful voice of the god-turning stage was like the sound of thunder, echoing in the small stone room.
"Since you are dead, why should you be obsessed? Humans and demons have been incompatible since ancient times. In this generation, I have done everything I can for the human race. The two races have been peaceful for more than a hundred years. Now you should leave, this is you. home."
"It's a human being... a demon... you are a demon..."
"You slandered my apprentice as a demon, and caused him to be nearly taken away. It's time to make compensation for having hurt him so much."
"Yao Zun, you are Yao Zun, you... ahhh!!!"
With a flick of Xuan Lingzi's robe, a golden light pierced through the body of the remnant soul, causing him to howl in pain. After a cup of tea, the remnant's screams stopped abruptly, and he silently lowered his head and looked at the ground, as if he had lost consciousness.
Xuan Lingzi whispered: "Except that person, give them the rewards that everyone else should have."
The remnant soul glanced at Li Xiuchen in the corner and nodded lightly, "Yes."
The thunderclouds in the sky were thicker and heavier, making a rumbling sound, as if condemning Xuan Lingzi's words.
However, Xuan Lingzi ignored it, he said again: "To my disciple, make the compensation you deserve."
The remnant nodded: "Yes."
Xuan Lingzi flicked his long sleeves and saw a blood-red light suddenly fly out of the wide sleeves.
The thunderclouds in the sky screamed fiercely and violently. One after another thunderbolt fell near the Yitian Mountain Range, and there was even a sturdy red thunderbolt target that precisely hit Xuan Lingzi.
A golden light flashed between Xuan Lingzi's brows, and the Xuan Ling sword appeared in his hand, his sword pointed at the sky, and the majestic spiritual power shot up to the sky.
Thunder and golden swords meet in mid-air, making a shocking sound.
At that moment, all the peaks near the Beidou True Monarch Ruins were razed to the ground, and the powerful sound waves spread out to the surroundings, shaking the cultivators who had been curiously surrounding to watch the fun for a long time. Blood, the Qi refining stage was seriously injured and fainted.
Leiyun was still clamoring, but he didn't dare to split the thunder again. In the stone room, the remnant soul looked down at the ground, Luo gradually fell into a coma, and no one knew that the most powerful cultivator in the world stumbled and spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was golden light in the blood, Xuan Lingzi propped half of his body on the Xuan Ling sword, looked up at the remnant soul: "This is my disciple's thing."
The voice fell, and the blood-red light flew to the remnant soul. The remnant originally wanted to pick it up, but before reaching out, he was shocked by the terrifying aura. He could only stand honestly and see the blood. The red light stopped in front of his eyes.
The remnant said respectfully, "Yes."
Xuan Lingzi looked at the blood-red light, pondered for a long time, and finally wiped off something in the red light with his hand, and then he walked to Luo Jianqing's side.
The young man's handsome face was covered with sweat, but his breathing was steady, and he had obviously fallen asleep.
Xuan Lingzi watched silently for a long time, sighed softly, pointed to Luo Jianqing's forehead, and took away a white light like he did with Li Xiuchen before. His movements were extremely gentle, and Luo Jianqing just snorted, but there was no other reaction.
The next moment, Xuan Lingzi suddenly disappeared, and a golden light pierced through the enchantment of the ruins and flew in the direction of Taihua Mountain, and finally disappeared in the mountain protection formation of Taihua Mountain.
Taihua Mountain and Cangshuang Peak.
A magnificent and majestic hall stands on the top of Cangshuang Peak, overlooking the entire mountain, exuding a majestic righteousness. In this hall, an old man with gray hair straightened his back and sat on a futon to meditate.
In front of him are four full layers of natal lamps. There are dozens of lamps in the fourth layer, six lamps in the third layer, and only two lamps in the second layer. A golden natal lamp flickered.
The head of Taihua Mountain, Hao Xingzi, closed his eyes and meditated. At this moment, the golden natal lamp at the top suddenly dimmed, Hao Xingzi opened his eyes, looked at this scene in horror, and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Xuanling?!"
As soon as the voice fell, Hao Xingzi turned into a white light and flew towards the Yuxiao Peak in the center of Mount Taihua.
In the Yitian Mountains hundreds of miles away from Mount Taihua, the disciples of Mount Taihua and the Yitian School are still undergoing brutal training.
There are countless monsters in the wasteland. The monks of Taihua Mountain were sent by their master to fight in Wanwu Mountain since they were young. They have rich practical experience, but the disciples of the Yitian School are different. Most of them are not enough, and they don't have much actual combat experience. Many disciples have long crushed the jade tablets and left the ruins.
So when they really left the wasteland, there were fifteen people left in Taihua Mountain, but there were only two people left in the Yitian faction.
A group of seventeen people met in the sixth level. The strange thing is that they waited for a long time in this level, but there was only darkness, as if nothing existed, which made them confused.
In the seventh pass, Tianshu Pass, Luo Jianqing moved his fingers slightly and slowly woke up.
He had just experienced a battle with the demon fox, Luo Jianqing had already exhausted his spiritual power, he didn't even have the strength to get up, he could only open his eyes and saw Li Xiuchen lying in the corner, covered in blood.
Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes, but he didn't respond, but suddenly felt a strange breath. He turned his head to look, and saw a vague shadow floating in front of the futon, bowing his head silently.
Luo Jianqing opened his eyes wide, and was ready to take out the green bamboo umbrella from the ring, only to hear the remnant soul whisper: "The experience is over, you failed."
As soon as the voice fell, white light flashed on Li Xiuchen's body, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the ruins.
Luo Jianqing stared blankly at this scene, as if he didn't understand what was going on. He just fought with the phantom fox for a long time, and then fell into a coma. Why did a remnant suddenly appear when he opened his eyes, and Li Xiuchen also seemed to be seriously injured
Luo Jianqing mentioned the spiritual power that had just recovered a little, and guarded the surroundings on alert.
The hoarse voice of the remnant soul sounded: "You have passed the ruins of this monarch, and now this monarch handed over his three magic weapons to you."
After a pause, a look of resentment appeared on the remnant soul's face: "I will destroy the monster clan if there is no conflict between the human and the monster! I, the True Lord of the Big Dipper, have been on the battlefield for many years, and one person has killed 10,000 monsters. In the meantime, either you die, or I die! These three magic weapons are the most sensitive to monsters and can help you slay monsters and eliminate demons."
Three white lights appeared in front of Luo Jianqing.
In this regard, Luo Jianqing: "..."
… So, what’s going on here
The remnant soul did not finish speaking, he continued: "Here, there is the same secret of this gentleman, and it is also delivered to you at the same time."
This time, the remnant said it very simply, and did not say any other nonsense. A blood-red light flew straight to Luo Jianqing. At this moment, Luo Jianqing had recovered 30% of his spiritual power. He raised his hand and grabbed the red light.
This is a blood-red jade plaque, only the size of a palm, but it seems to be condensed from blood, with bright color and dazzling bone. Grabbing it in the hand seems to burn the hand. Even though it is waiting for the master to read it calmly at the moment, the powerful pressure has dissipated from the jade card, making the air stagnate.
Luo Jianqing frowned, turned to look at the remnant soul, and said, "Senior, I don't know this..."
The voice stopped abruptly, and in Luo Jianqing's surprised eyes, the remnant soul raised its head blankly, and its figure also turned into countless white dots, gradually disappearing into the stone room. Only a low, hoarse voice still echoed for a long time—
"It's a human... a demon?"
This voice is mixed with the obsession and regret of traveling through time.
Now that the remnant soul has disappeared, Luo Jianqing has no other choice but to look at the four things he got. Among the three things in the white light, one is an earth-level magic weapon, and the other is a mysterious-level magic weapon. Although they are both quite precious, they are also available to a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Only this blood-red jade card made Luo Jianqing very confused.
The terrifying aura emanating from this jade card seemed to penetrate ancient times and attacked him.
Could it be that the True Monarch of the Big Dipper has such a great fortune that he can not only lay out this terrifying Big Dipper array, but also obtain such a terrifying jade token
After hesitating for a long time, Luo Jianqing still exuded a little spiritual consciousness and pierced the jade card.
In an instant, a shocking and oppressive voice sounded in his ears—
"Take away the long years, take over the vast land; take over the creatures of all things, take over the creation of heaven and earth. Take over people, take over demons, take over the way of heaven, this thing is called nine..." The voice suddenly stopped, and after a while, the voice said again: "This is The name of the thing is, "Nine Duotian Records"."