Chapter 152 I have a sword that can transform into silk and shape Lake Island. In the bushes, there are colorful insects and butterflies lying around, which doesn't look natural. There's a feeling that I'm being watched. Li Xunhuan stood quietly where he was, alertly looking around. Then this method is most likely from the Yuling Sect? In short, be careful and don't capsize the boat. For a while, there was calm outside the island and no movement inside the island. After a while, "Buzzing." A dense sound came from a distance. Li Xunhuan looked forward and saw a black cloud floating over, covering even the stars and the moon. When the distance gets closer, This is not a cloud at all; it is clearly a fake cloud formed by countless black poisonous bees.
Its aura is actually mainly that of level three and level four monsters. Too many ants kill an elephant! If an ordinary Jindan cultivator saw this scene, his scalp would definitely go numb and he would turn around and leave. But Li Xunhuan refused to leave. After all, the Thousand Soul Banner is in need of manpower. He expanded his spiritual consciousness, trying to find the owner of the spirit beast. "Fellow Daoist, why don't you show yourself?" There was no movement, not even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation. On the other side of the island in the middle of the lake, more than ten miles away from Li Xunhuan, Zhao Feng from the Yuling Sect was hiding in the river. He did not move, and all his spirit beast bag, storage bag, and magic weapons were put away. When he heard Li Xunhuan's tentative words, the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm. The Yuling Sect is not a group of reckless people who only know how to fight head-on and siege. Spiritual beasts are the main force. There is a transparent veil around his body that can block spiritual consciousness and physical eyes. This is a special ancient treasure he obtained by chance, the Hidden Spirit Veil. With the combination of these two, I don't know how many Jindan cultivators he has killed. The opponent is just a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, so I have the advantage. A sure kill! At the same time, on the other side of the island in the middle of the lake, countless black poisonous bees swarmed towards Li Xunhuan. The distance between the two sides was less than two hundred miles.
Li Xunhuan raised his slender eyebrows, and there was no fluctuation in his consciousness. It seems that this fellow Taoist from the Yuling Sect is very steady. There is no other choice but to kill the monster first. This is called alerting the snake. Under the moonlight, he held a Qingfeng sword with the tip of the sword pointing to the ground, and his eyes were as sharp as the Qingfeng sword. He raised the Qingfeng sword with his right hand and held it in front of his chest, and pointed his left hand as a sword, slashing across the sword. Immediately, a cold light flashed across the blade of the Qingfeng sword and it stayed in the air. The fingertips of his hands overlapped, and suddenly he stretched out his arms, drawing a circle in the air. As he moved, two Qingfeng swords appeared under the Qingfeng sword. Then, two more, four. Finally, forty-nine green swords formed a circle with the tips of the swords pointing forward. Li Xunhuan took a half step back, with the tips of all his green swords pointing outward and upward. The swords were dazzling, beautiful and dangerous. 【Taibai Sword Technique】of splitting light and sword shadow. "Zheng!" Forty-nine green swords made a sound, cut through the sky, and rushed towards the swarm of black poisonous bees. On the other side, Zhao Feng saw the whole scene through the surveillance spirit beast. His face was full of surprise and his eyeballs were about to fall out. Spectral sword shadow? How come there are so many? ! Then he smiled and said, "What a funny boy." But you're still going to die. Not to mention forty-nine swords, even if there were 1,808 swords, they would not be able to kill them all. Just as he was thinking this, he involuntarily took a breath of cold air, his mouth opened wide, and the reflection of his pupils was full of sword shadows. The forty-nine green-bladed swords were unstoppable and penetrated into the swarm of black poisonous bees, killing them back in the blink of an eye. At the original place, Li Xunhuan held the Qingfeng sword and swung a sword beam at it. I have a sword that can split, turn into threads, and change into different shapes. The sword beam moved forward and soon exploded, with countless threads of spiritual power appearing. Looking from the front, there were tens of thousands of green swords, shooting towards the black poisonous bees like arrows shot by a mortal army. In an area of fifty miles, forty-nine long swords overlapped with it, landing in the center, leading forward. On the way, spiritual light flashed on the sword, and three or two combined to transform into various monsters.
In an instant, it collided head-on with the black poisonous bee. "Whoa Whoah" Black poisonous bees fell to the ground like rain. After ten breaths, the swarm of black poisonous bees disappeared and the night sky became bright. A ray of light returned and landed on Li Xunhuan's palm, turning into the shape of the Qingfeng sword again. He looked towards the other side of the island in the middle of the lake and saw that cutting the grass had indeed startled the snake. Got you. The figure disappeared from the spot. At the same time, Zhao Feng got out of the water and ran away. I had to run. Even if it meant exposing myself, I didn't care. This person is a pervert. Who knows what tricks the other party has not used yet? Besides, although ten miles seems very large, if there is a thorough investigation, he cannot hide. what? The other party is a small cultivator in the early stage of Jindan? The God's initial stage of Dan formation? Do you believe it? I don’t. At least he had never heard of this indescribable magical power. In the air, his eyes rolled, and his body suddenly turned in another direction, fleeing towards the west. The Ghost Spirit Sect has gathered six kinds of Dan to surround and kill the old monster Qiong, and the time is tonight. He knew the location. Then let’s unite and take care of the person behind us. At this moment, he felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy behind him. He dodged it by turning sideways and continued to fly smoothly without wasting any time. He expected that the other party would catch up with him. Then he just went ahead and loaded it. A long black sail flashed by. The fire bomb technique struck and returned to dust. Suddenly, Li Xunhuan appeared in front of him. He was weighing the storage bag and spirit beast bag in his hands, and they were quite heavy. The late stage of Jindan is indeed rich.
When I thought of the sword light just now, I couldn't help but chuckle. It is called the Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Qi, but it is actually an escape technique! Sword escape? Can't say that. It is more like the tiny predecessor of the golden light that spreads across the ground. Just as he was about to check the spoils, a fluctuation of spiritual power came from the front. Mixed wheels and disorder. Like self-exposure? . . . The words are divided into two parts, In a forest, towering trees dozens of feet high can be seen everywhere. At this moment, a strange laugh came from an unknown place in the forest. "Hey, you can't catch me." Along with the sound, an invisible needle stabbed a handsome man with a pale face and no beard. Suddenly the invisible needle stopped and was tightly clamped by two fingers. The invisible needle vibrated, trying to escape, but unable to do so. On this pair of beautiful fingers, a pair of transparent gloves slowly appeared. "Ancient treasure?!" Hearing the familiar voice, the cultivator surnamed Yang from the Hehuan Sect glanced in a certain direction and said disdainfully, "The first person below Yuanying in Yue Kingdom? Nothing more than that." "I'm bored. I won't play with you anymore. I'll leave the magic weapon with you for now." The voice still contained no emotion, but it inexplicably carried a sense of tension. The next moment, the old monster Qiong appeared, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale. He looked around. Six cultivators in the late Jindan stage surrounded him. Among them, one is at the peak of Jindan stage. "You really think highly of me." "Don't look at it. No one can save you. This is where you will be buried." The old man from the Ghost Spirit Sect had a vicious look in his eyes, with a sense of pleasure in revenge, and he also exposed the idea of old monster Qiong to delay time and find a retreat route.
Without giving him time to react, six people attacked him simultaneously. The natal magic weapon has been lost. The invisible escape method was seen through by someone and could be knocked out of the void at any time. The results speak for themselves. With a loud bang, an explosion sounded. Old Monster Qiong, die! In the dust, a cultivator named Yang from the Hehuan Sect was weighing a storage bag in his hand. The others looked away reluctantly, looking embarrassed and not daring to say anything. The Hehuan Sect is not to be messed with. If they got it, they got it. Forty miles away, in the valley, Li Xunhuan was wearing Zhao Feng's invisible spirit veil, his body motionless, observing with the naked eye. Six of them are in the late Jindan stage, and one is in the peak Jindan stage. If you can avoid fighting, don’t fight. As for that old monster Qiong? We will all die sooner or later. Let go of the need to help others and respect the fate of others. Not to mention, the two have small joints. It's good enough that he didn't hand over the knife. (End of this chapter)