Chapter 100： Sorrowful Yudu Sword
"I'm too strong to be immortal(
Whizzing--
In the dense virgin forest, black shadows quickly passed between the giant trees and shrubs, bang! A black shadow suddenly stopped, and touched the ground on all fours, sniffing fiercely.
"how?"
A man in a black robe also stopped by the shadow, and his eyes carefully scanned the surroundings, hoping to find some clues.
Hearing this, the black shadow raised his head, a pair of beast eyes full of excitement, and said excitedly:
"Captain! It should be in this area, I caught a breath that is about to dissipate, the fluctuation of the spirit swallowing gourd!"
The black-robed man was taken aback, but he didn't expect that just asking casually would really yield results. During this period of time, he was under too much pressure, and his spirit was a little trance. He recovered in an instant, and quickly took out a piece of pitch-black jade pendant and crushed it.
There are thousands of similar search teams, dense forests, sky, rivers and lakes, deep underground, this endless and vast mountain range is full of figures of people in black robes, it can be described as digging three feet, the sky and the net.
At the moment when the jade pendant was crushed, all the black-robed people were stagnant, and then they turned into a ray of light and began to shrink and converge.
Tick to tick!
Deep in the ground, in the natural stalactite cave, water drops dripping from time to time, ripples in the deep pool.
On the edge of the pool, Bai Jiange sits cross-legged in an isolation formation. Even if he is chased by a black-robed man, his white robe and white hair are still slender, with two long swords, one white and one green, and his legs are horizontal. A blood-red long sword was placed, and the body of the sword was lingering with the breath of killing, death and destruction.
A huge gourd stood beside Bai Jiange, the whole body was pitch black, densely packed inscriptions were weirdly twisted, black mist lingered, and nine pieces of golden amulet paper were pasted on the gourd.
Bai Jiange, who was meditating and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, and the endless sword intent in the depths of his eyes rolled and surging, and the sword pattern on the eyebrows was shining.
The alert formation he laid down was triggered. Although this stalactite cave was located at the very bottom of the earth, and the thick rock strata isolated it from the exploration of Divine Mind, it would be touched by those black-robed people's dog noses sooner or later.
He glanced at the pitch black gourd next to him hesitantly. He knew that the black gourd was tracking him through this gourd, but it was a pity that this gourd was indestructible, so it was so easy for him to return it to the black gourd, and he was not happy.
Although in the battle of the secret realm, he borrowed the sacred weapon and long sword to kill thousands of black-robed men, but this is far from enough.
Moreover, in this gourd, there are the souls of fellow daoists who entered the secret realm together at the beginning. The black robe people are so chasing after them, I am afraid that there are more than the souls of those dao friends in it, so it is even more impossible to give up this gourd.
Bai Jiange's eyes gradually sharpened, and he stroked the scarlet sword on his leg, faintly making waves of swords.
...
Seven days later.
Bai Donglin sat cross-legged in a cave, holding the Thunder and Fire beads in both hands, the terrifying thunder and fire wrapped around him, and the ground was full of bottles and cans.
He has been to the Wulan Mountain Range for a few days, and went to the secret realm first. Unfortunately, he found no clue except for a ruin, and he was still not sure whether the sword repairer was the second brother.
The Wulan Mountain Range is too huge, spreading across several big states, trying to find someone is like finding a needle in a haystack, and it is not certain whether the sword repairer is still in the Wulan Mountain Range. Luck, most of the time is practicing.
Bai Donglin stopped practicing and opened his eyes, frowning slightly, why did he suddenly feel uneasy?
With his current cultivation base and extremely high soul realm, naturally he will not be uneasy for no reason, and there must be a reason for the whim.
I got up and went outside the cave and looked up at the sky. Could it be that something happened to my second brother?
Yin!
A sword groan suddenly sounded, staring attentively, only a ray of sword light pierced the sky and shot directly at him, very fast.
Cang!
The long sword was inserted into the hard rock three feet in front of Bai Donglin, buzzing softly, Bai Donglin's expression changed, the breath of his body leaked, and countless cracks were forced out of the surrounding rock walls.
"Jade City Sword!"
Raising his hand to take a picture of the long sword, there are many gaps on the white jade-like body of the sword. The body of the sword vibrates slightly and utters an urgent cry. That's right, this is indeed the sword jade capital of the second brother. I did not expect this sword to be so effective. Ling, can find him for help through the breath of blood!
"Very good! You guys are very good!"
"Good Jian'er, lead the way, let's save the second brother!"
The gray mist rolled fiercely in Baidong's Divine Sea, the soul in the middle of the knees opened his eyes, the word "Magic" deep in his eyes was scarlet and dazzling, the streamer turned, the soul was put on a black robe, and the black mist lingered.
Yin! Yudu Sword screamed with joy, Bai Donglin held the long sword, stepped out of the figure and disappeared, rumbling! The mountain where the cave was located suddenly shattered into a pile of rubble.
...
"kill!"
"Kill this person! Take back the swallowing gourd!"
Bai Jiange stood in the void, holding a scarlet long sword and carrying a huge spirit swallowing gourd on his back, killing intent in his eyes boiling, endless sword intent lingering around him.
Slashing forward casually, the dense scarlet blood line shredded the space, and a group of people in black robes who could not dodge were chopped into pieces. Bai Jiange's attention was not on these Primordial Divine Realm cultivators, and his eyes kept locked in the distance. Several figures in the void.
"Hand over the Spirit Swallowing Gourd."
"You are really good, but how many swords can you swing with the Sacred Long Sword?"
Bai Jiange was silent, fighting for a long time, retreating while fighting. He even had his sword jade be blown away. These black-robed men seemed to be killing them. What made him more cautious was the monks who concealed him. .
They turned out to be Dharma Stage Realm, which was beyond his expectation. There was no Dharma Stage Realm expert among them in the first battle in the Secret Realm.
At first, taking advantage of their carelessness, they urged the long sword in their hands to forcefully behead a monk at the Dharma Stage Realm. Now that they are clever, they hide on the side and let their subordinates come down and consume him.
The long sword in the hand of Mind Sensing, this holy weapon named "Human Tu", was obtained from the secret realm, and it contained Gui Da's supreme killing sword intent.
It is a pity that the battle of the secret realm, coupled with the consumption just now, the supreme sword intent in it is no longer there, and it is estimated that it will be able to spur it once.
We have to find a chance to break through, otherwise it will be hard to be good today.
The left hand stroked the emerald-green sword on his waist, and a firm color flashed in his eyes. I, Bai Jiange, would not die in this place!
"Sword Intent Long River Three Thousand Liuying Firefly!"
Yin!
Endless sword intent rose to the sky, large swaths of clouds were cut to pieces, and countless cracks appeared in the void!
Many black-robed people looked scared, and they backed away, and the Faxiangjing monks who were watching from a distance also showed shocked expressions.
how is this possible? Why does he have so much sword intent? The cultivator of the Yuanshen realm burns incense if he can comprehend a sword intent!
And the sword intent erupted by the white-haired man in front of them, there are more than a dozen kinds they can sense, four seasons, life and death, destruction, killing, yin and yang, light and darkness...
What kind of monster sword repair is this?
Of course they don’t know that Bai Jiange has integrated hundreds of "sword intent seeds" in the secret realm, completely breaking the iron rule that one sword repairer can only integrate one "sword intent seed"!
Countless terrifying sword intents formed a long river of sword intent, smashing into pieces all the energy locked in Bai Jiange, engulfing the white sword song as if teleporting, and instantly approaching a monk of Dharma phase realm, the person in his hand burst out with a strong red light, already Motivated by all its strength!
A strong and disgusting smell of blood permeated, and the supreme killing sword intent from the ancient times of the rebellious swordsman, instantly locked the monk in the realm of Dharma, making him instantly stiff and unable to move.
"cut!"
A scarlet light pierced the sky, tracing across the body of the immobilized monk, instantly turning into nothingness, the body, soul, and spirit were all annihilated, and they died completely!
Bai Jiange slaughtered a monk without staying there, and was engulfed by the long river of sword intent to flee quickly. The supreme sword intent in the massacre had been exhausted, and he had to rely on himself.
With his current strength, he can't beat even a monk, not to mention that there are still three monks on the other side.
Although he understood many sword intents, he was still very immature, and his cultivation level had only broken through the Yuanshen realm. It was already very good to be able to use humans to kill so many cultivators.
Bai Jiange flew for a moment, then stopped suddenly, narrowing his eyes, staring at the dense black inscriptions floating in the void.
These people in black robes did not know when they had already placed a large banned formation here, and the sky and the ground were blocked by formations. It would be impossible to break the formation forcibly for a while.
Turning around, looking at the black-robed man who was not eager or slow to surround him, the killing intent in Bai Jiange's eyes boiled again, and his long white hair danced like a wild snake.
In the Qi Hai Dantian, nine sword-shaped Yuan placeholders of different colors were flying around, and at the same time they uttered sweet sword sounds!
Whizzing--
In the dense virgin forest, black shadows quickly passed between the giant trees and shrubs, bang! A black shadow suddenly stopped, and touched the ground on all fours, sniffing fiercely.
"how?"
A man in a black robe also stopped by the shadow, and his eyes carefully scanned the surroundings, hoping to find some clues.
Hearing this, the black shadow raised his head, a pair of beast eyes full of excitement, and said excitedly:
"Captain! It should be in this area, I caught a breath that is about to dissipate, the fluctuation of the spirit swallowing gourd!"
The black-robed man was taken aback, but he didn't expect that just asking casually would really yield results. During this period of time, he was under too much pressure, and his spirit was a little trance. He recovered in an instant, and quickly took out a piece of pitch-black jade pendant and crushed it.
There are thousands of similar search teams, dense forests, sky, rivers and lakes, deep underground, this endless and vast mountain range is full of figures of people in black robes, it can be described as digging three feet, the sky and the net.
At the moment when the jade pendant was crushed, all the black-robed people were stagnant, and then they turned into a ray of light and began to shrink and converge.
Tick to tick!
Deep in the ground, in the natural stalactite cave, water drops dripping from time to time, ripples in the deep pool.
On the edge of the pool, Bai Jiange sits cross-legged in an isolation formation. Even if he is chased by a black-robed man, his white robe and white hair are still slender, with two long swords, one white and one green, and his legs are horizontal. A blood-red long sword was placed, and the body of the sword was lingering with the breath of killing, death and destruction.
A huge gourd stood beside Bai Jiange, the whole body was pitch black, densely packed inscriptions were weirdly twisted, black mist lingered, and nine pieces of golden amulet paper were pasted on the gourd.
Bai Jiange, who was meditating and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, and the endless sword intent in the depths of his eyes rolled and surging, and the sword pattern on the eyebrows was shining.
The alert formation he laid down was triggered. Although this stalactite cave was located at the very bottom of the earth, and the thick rock strata isolated it from the exploration of Divine Mind, it would be touched by those black-robed people's dog noses sooner or later.
He glanced at the pitch black gourd next to him hesitantly. He knew that the black gourd was tracking him through this gourd, but it was a pity that this gourd was indestructible, so it was so easy for him to return it to the black gourd, and he was not happy.
Although in the battle of the secret realm, he borrowed the sacred weapon and long sword to kill thousands of black-robed men, but this is far from enough.
Moreover, in this gourd, there are the souls of fellow daoists who entered the secret realm together at the beginning. The black robe people are so chasing after them, I am afraid that there are more than the souls of those dao friends in it, so it is even more impossible to give up this gourd.
Bai Jiange's eyes gradually sharpened, and he stroked the scarlet sword on his leg, faintly making waves of swords.
...
Seven days later.
Bai Donglin sat cross-legged in a cave, holding the Thunder and Fire beads in both hands, the terrifying thunder and fire wrapped around him, and the ground was full of bottles and cans.
He has been to the Wulan Mountain Range for a few days, and went to the secret realm first. Unfortunately, he found no clue except for a ruin, and he was still not sure whether the sword repairer was the second brother.
The Wulan Mountain Range is too huge, spreading across several big states, trying to find someone is like finding a needle in a haystack, and it is not certain whether the sword repairer is still in the Wulan Mountain Range. Luck, most of the time is practicing.
Bai Donglin stopped practicing and opened his eyes, frowning slightly, why did he suddenly feel uneasy?
With his current cultivation base and extremely high soul realm, naturally he will not be uneasy for no reason, and there must be a reason for the whim.
I got up and went outside the cave and looked up at the sky. Could it be that something happened to my second brother?
Yin!
A sword groan suddenly sounded, staring attentively, only a ray of sword light pierced the sky and shot directly at him, very fast.
Cang!
The long sword was inserted into the hard rock three feet in front of Bai Donglin, buzzing softly, Bai Donglin's expression changed, the breath of his body leaked, and countless cracks were forced out of the surrounding rock walls.
"Jade City Sword!"
Raising his hand to take a picture of the long sword, there are many gaps on the white jade-like body of the sword. The body of the sword vibrates slightly and utters an urgent cry. That's right, this is indeed the sword jade capital of the second brother. I did not expect this sword to be so effective. Ling, can find him for help through the breath of blood!
"Very good! You guys are very good!"
"Good Jian'er, lead the way, let's save the second brother!"
The gray mist rolled fiercely in Baidong's Divine Sea, the soul in the middle of the knees opened his eyes, the word "Magic" deep in his eyes was scarlet and dazzling, the streamer turned, the soul was put on a black robe, and the black mist lingered.
Yin! Yudu Sword screamed with joy, Bai Donglin held the long sword, stepped out of the figure and disappeared, rumbling! The mountain where the cave was located suddenly shattered into a pile of rubble.
...
"kill!"
"Kill this person! Take back the swallowing gourd!"
Bai Jiange stood in the void, holding a scarlet long sword and carrying a huge spirit swallowing gourd on his back, killing intent in his eyes boiling, endless sword intent lingering around him.
Slashing forward casually, the dense scarlet blood line shredded the space, and a group of people in black robes who could not dodge were chopped into pieces. Bai Jiange's attention was not on these Primordial Divine Realm cultivators, and his eyes kept locked in the distance. Several figures in the void.
"Hand over the Spirit Swallowing Gourd."
"You are really good, but how many swords can you swing with the Sacred Long Sword?"
Bai Jiange was silent, fighting for a long time, retreating while fighting. He even had his sword jade be blown away. These black-robed men seemed to be killing them. What made him more cautious was the monks who concealed him. .
They turned out to be Dharma Stage Realm, which was beyond his expectation. There was no Dharma Stage Realm expert among them in the first battle in the Secret Realm.
At first, taking advantage of their carelessness, they urged the long sword in their hands to forcefully behead a monk at the Dharma Stage Realm. Now that they are clever, they hide on the side and let their subordinates come down and consume him.
The long sword in the hand of Mind Sensing, this holy weapon named "Human Tu", was obtained from the secret realm, and it contained Gui Da's supreme killing sword intent.
It is a pity that the battle of the secret realm, coupled with the consumption just now, the supreme sword intent in it is no longer there, and it is estimated that it will be able to spur it once.
We have to find a chance to break through, otherwise it will be hard to be good today.
The left hand stroked the emerald-green sword on his waist, and a firm color flashed in his eyes. I, Bai Jiange, would not die in this place!
"Sword Intent Long River Three Thousand Liuying Firefly!"
Yin!
Endless sword intent rose to the sky, large swaths of clouds were cut to pieces, and countless cracks appeared in the void!
Many black-robed people looked scared, and they backed away, and the Faxiangjing monks who were watching from a distance also showed shocked expressions.
how is this possible? Why does he have so much sword intent? The cultivator of the Yuanshen realm burns incense if he can comprehend a sword intent!
And the sword intent erupted by the white-haired man in front of them, there are more than a dozen kinds they can sense, four seasons, life and death, destruction, killing, yin and yang, light and darkness...
What kind of monster sword repair is this?
Of course they don’t know that Bai Jiange has integrated hundreds of "sword intent seeds" in the secret realm, completely breaking the iron rule that one sword repairer can only integrate one "sword intent seed"!
Countless terrifying sword intents formed a long river of sword intent, smashing into pieces all the energy locked in Bai Jiange, engulfing the white sword song as if teleporting, and instantly approaching a monk of Dharma phase realm, the person in his hand burst out with a strong red light, already Motivated by all its strength!
A strong and disgusting smell of blood permeated, and the supreme killing sword intent from the ancient times of the rebellious swordsman, instantly locked the monk in the realm of Dharma, making him instantly stiff and unable to move.
"cut!"
A scarlet light pierced the sky, tracing across the body of the immobilized monk, instantly turning into nothingness, the body, soul, and spirit were all annihilated, and they died completely!
Bai Jiange slaughtered a monk without staying there, and was engulfed by the long river of sword intent to flee quickly. The supreme sword intent in the massacre had been exhausted, and he had to rely on himself.
With his current strength, he can't beat even a monk, not to mention that there are still three monks on the other side.
Although he understood many sword intents, he was still very immature, and his cultivation level had only broken through the Yuanshen realm. It was already very good to be able to use humans to kill so many cultivators.
Bai Jiange flew for a moment, then stopped suddenly, narrowing his eyes, staring at the dense black inscriptions floating in the void.
These people in black robes did not know when they had already placed a large banned formation here, and the sky and the ground were blocked by formations. It would be impossible to break the formation forcibly for a while.
Turning around, looking at the black-robed man who was not eager or slow to surround him, the killing intent in Bai Jiange's eyes boiled again, and his long white hair danced like a wild snake.
In the Qi Hai Dantian, nine sword-shaped Yuan placeholders of different colors were flying around, and at the same time they uttered sweet sword sounds!
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