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Chapter 224 Don’t scare people

Two escaping lights,

One is gray and black, and the other is blue and sharp. They chase each other on the ground and soon disappear into the horizon.

"My great-uncle... a real sword cultivator."

Li Qingyun couldn't help but sigh.

In the end, he went to the front line in person and faced the siege of many late-stage Qi-training monks from the Blood Slaughter Hall. He was covered in injuries, but he survived in the end and reached the top of three Qi-training peaks in a row.

But compared with the other party, it is nothing.

In my mind, I originally had other thoughts of competing, but I could no longer bring them up at this time.

Unless...promoted to foundation building!
Li Qingyun showed a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

Compared with the incomplete innate sword body, the only advantage he has is his Tianlinggen. The future is bright, smooth and without uncertainty.

"At first, we were not convinced by the sporadic records in the sect's classics, but now we are convinced. The Supreme Elder's vision is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators like us."

Several true disciples felt sad.

"That's right. It's really a blessing for the sect that my uncle is here!"

Many disciples originally had complaints about the implementation of the Mortal Inspectorate, but at this time they disappeared without a trace.

In the world of immortality, the strong are respected!
A strong man will naturally have his own reasons for whatever he does, and it contains mysteries.

As for the damage to the interests of the mortal family... can the mere interests of the mortal family be compared with wealth, life, and foundation-building hopes?
"My uncle has an order!"

Li Qingyun's face changed slightly, he listened carefully to a few words, and said solemnly: "I can find the information about the grass and tree spiritual fruit, the dusty spiritual fruit, the marrow-cleansing spiritual vine and so on. After it is verified, I will give you three foundation-building pills and ensure their safety!"

While talking, he displayed the patterns of seven or eight kinds of spiritual fruits, turning them once or twice from time to time to make them vivid.

They are all treasures that exist in the library and may be given to lower spiritual bodies in humans the day after tomorrow.

"Three foundation-building pills!"

Everyone exclaimed, their hearts pounding, and their eyes were extremely hot.

With three foundation-building pills, even if your qualifications are poor, you can still succeed in foundation-building, right?

What's more important is that there is no need for any adventure or hard work, as long as the news is sent back.

As for the authenticity of the promise,
After feeling the sword intent, no one would doubt it.

……

The wind is hunting.

Two escaping lights, one blue and one gray, kept chasing each other. At first, the blue escaping light was thrown away for a certain distance, but then they caught up again.

"How long can the burning essence and blood and the essence and blood of hundreds of ghosts last?"

Jiang Ding was not in a hurry.

In fact, he could catch up long ago as long as he lost some energy.

But not worth it.

You can catch up at any time, and it doesn't matter if you can't catch up, but your own safety must always be the first priority, and sufficient mana should be reserved to deal with various possible changes.

"Your Mightiness!"

"Are you really going to fight to the death?"

After frantically escaping for more than a dozen breaths, Baiguizi said with a hint of despair in his eyes.

Jiang Ding remained silent and moved at a slow pace.

Whether the fish will die or the net will not be broken, this is not just about words, it also needs to be supported by strength.

"Too deceiving!"

Bai Guizi looked ferocious, burning the last bit of essence and blood, but still hesitant.

The sword that killed Hua Xuezi, the sword that even broke the blade into two pieces, was deeply engraved in his soul, and he still cannot forget any tiny detail.

Not an opponent!

Every instinct told him that he could not be his opponent!
"Even so, we have to..."

He looked miserable.

Suddenly, the sound of rushing water came from a distance.

"The sky will never stop me!"

Bai Guizi was suddenly overjoyed, and his blood essence was transformed into blood-streaked mana. He accelerated forward, crashed into a turbid river that appeared in front of him, and disappeared.After a few breaths,
A ray of blue light came to this turbid river that was tens of meters wide, like a jade belt, and it was unclear whether it was before or after.

"River of Lost Souls."

Jiang Ding pondered, remembering the information about this river in Qiyu Sect.

This is a river at the junction of the Spiritual Medicine Garden in the south of the Jiutian Ruins and Tieloushan in the North District, dividing the two areas.

There is no life inside it, and the river has huge gravity. Any birds or monks passing by it will be pulled into the river, and then swallow their spiritual consciousness and consume their magic power.

If a person falls into it and cannot come out within a short period of time, he will turn into a soulless flesh and blood puppet.

It’s okay to have a magic weapon
The spiritual consciousness scan was approaching, and a tingling sensation came from before the formal contact was made.

"can not go."

Jiang Ding felt great danger,
"According to common sense, Baijiizi should have a special magic weapon to isolate the Lost Soul River, otherwise he would not seek death... Let's give it a last try."

Keng!
The Taiqing Flying Sword trembled slightly, an invisible sword intent rippled over, and the soul fluctuations of all creatures within a thousand meters were revealed one by one.

More than [-] meters away, in the turbid river water, a prostrate figure was covered with a stone shell coat. He was holding his breath and moving little by little to the other side. Every step he took followed the rhythm of the river flow, making him very hidden. .

"Death, just like the person you refined into a hundred ghosts."

Jiang Ding handed down the verdict.

call out!
The Taiqing Flying Sword was unsheathed and flew to the edge of the Lost Soul River. The blade of the sword shook several times, and nine azure sword energies were generated, forming a sword array and falling downwards.

The power is enough to cause some trouble to the foundation-building monks, and it is a sure-fire move against the Hundred Devils at this time.

"No!"

Bai Guizi watched helplessly as the sword energy approached, but still did not give up. Wearing his stone clothes, he swam crazily towards the other shore.

like water off a duck's back.

The sword energy shredded the stone skin, chopped off the gray-white ghost shield magic weapon with dim aura, and stabbed his head.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came suddenly.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, instantly dissipating the nine azure sword energies.

There was even a huge coercion descending from the sky!

It was as heavy as a mountain, and the soul even trembled instinctively, trembling as if facing a natural enemy.

"Golden core monk!"

Jiang Ding's expression changed drastically.

He gave up the target without hesitation, burst out [-]% of his mana, turned into a ray of blue light, and fled into the distance at an unprecedented speed.

"Damn it, how come there are golden elixir monks!"

This pressure is very familiar!
Although the teachers usually restrain themselves, there are always times when their emotions are ups and downs. At this time, they will display a similar coercion that makes people breathless.

"Ancestor!"

Bai Guizi was stunned for a moment, cried with joy, jumped up, fell to the river bank, pointed at Jiang Ding's back, and said bitterly: "This is the man who has killed Hua Xuezi and Du Zhengzi. He will definitely be a big trouble for the family in the future!"

"You must kill him and cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts!"

"It's useless!"

A cold voice shouted coldly, ignoring his words: "A mere eighth-level qi-training monk will let you..."

"How brave!"

His voice was suddenly extremely angry.

Boom!

call out!
Amidst the huge air explosion!
A ray of blue sword light spun around again, so fast that it disappeared from the range of divine consciousness. A faint sword sense of destruction filled the air, and then reappeared.

"I remember!"

"This is the Nine Heavens ruins that limits the cultivation during the Qi training period."

An even more angry voice came.

"How dare you scare me from a mere Qi-level clone of a Golden Core cultivator?"

"Ah! Who gave you the courage!"

(End of this chapter)