The First Sword of the Earth

pity.

Listening to the remaining roar in the wind, Wang Sheng gently shook the inanimate sword and wiped the blood on it.

Wang Sheng felt sorry for failing to directly kill the sword repairman of the North River Sword Sect, but he did not catch up again, rushing into the dark clouds and hiding in the thunderous sky.

Failing to kill this person of the North River Sword Sect was not due to the lack of power due to the use of Qinglianjue by the Spiritless Sword. The power of the sword move just now was more than enough to kill this person;

It was just that when the spiritless sword was about to take the opponent's life, a rune wrapped around the opponent's soul suddenly exploded, moving him away out of thin air, so that Wang Sheng, who was not prepared for the universe before, had no way to keep the opponent.

It should be something similar to a random shifting talisman, saving the opponent's life at a critical moment.

In fact, it is common for such a powerful disciple to have one or two life-saving things, so there is no need to make a fuss...

Wang Sheng appeared right under the center of the black cloud, looking at the damaged umbrella and the two completely black corpses. He shook his head slightly, said nothing, and turned and flew to the side.

Heavenly Tribulation Thunder seems to have a restraining effect on this place. The three bans here have been opened; but similarly, the elixir in those three bans has also been destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation, only a pair of embroidered shoes that exudes a bright light. Floating in the air, the spirituality on it has been broken a lot...

When the power of the tribulation broke out just now, the power was much more powerful than Wang Sheng expected.

After thinking about it carefully, I immediately understood why.

These elixir was previously hidden in the prohibition imposed by Emperor Qinghua, protected by the sacred tree, and survived many calamities, only to have this rare year now.

But they shouldn't exist in the world.

Although Wang Sheng's tribulation was a cloud of tribulation simulated by immortal power, it was also in line with the avenue of tribulation, and he was sensitive to these elixir that had escaped many due catastrophes, so he turned on the violent mode.

These embroidered shoes...

Is it the collection of Emperor Qinghua?

It's not bad to take it back and give it to the deputy head of Li Chang. After all, the deputy head always likes to be barefoot and wear no shoes when he transforms into a human form.

Electric arcs appeared around the body, six flying swords were condensed, and a thunder light bloomed from Wang Sheng's body, counterattacking the black cloud, and his figure disappeared with the thunder light.

This weird black cloud was gradually dissipating, and the light of thunder was still raging.

Those monks who had witnessed this scene with immortal knowledge, after two voices of too much difficulty and danger in this place, also began to think about whether this person who appeared suddenly was the monk who entered this place like them, or some kind of guardian.

Most people's speculations are inclined to the latter, thinking that this is the gatekeeper here.

After all, Wang Sheng flew in from the sky, accompanied by black clouds, and other black clouds wandering in the air did not respond to Wang Sheng.

"Probably, it was a spiritual body transformed from a certain treasure," an old man at the peak of the heavenly fairyland said, and such a statement also spread in the north area.

With the help of the robbery cloud, Wang Sheng rushed back into the canopy and sneaked back into the inner formation.

A battle with the sword repairman of the North River Sword Sect gave Wang Sheng a clear understanding of his own strength at this time.

Relying on the unity of the human sword with the spiritless sword and the dragon sword, and relying on the swordsmanship that has been able to exert extraordinary power, he already has the strength to quickly defeat the opponent when facing the cultivator of the late stage of the heavenly fairyland.

This still did not invite the small wooden sword, if the small wooden sword makes a move, Qinglian is absolutely afraid that it will threaten the half-step golden immortal!

But Wang Sheng also knew that the proportion of his own reliance on external factors is still too large, and it is not worthy of being refreshed...

Observing a circle with the bronze mirror, Wang Sheng also locked the figure of the North River Sword Sect Jian Xiu again.

At this time, the opponent was near the north exit, covered in blood, carrying a sword full of cracks and rushing towards the entrance to the north of the Great Formation, and a pair of middle-aged men and women were guarding them on the left and right.

This pair of middle-aged men and women were originally the men of the North River Sword Sect who seized the treasure in the outer formation.

It was also that Song Tongpu's life should not be extinct, and he moved out by the jade talisman, and was hit by a monk from the North River Sword Sect.

Otherwise, the extraordinary sword in his hand alone would be enough to attract countless cold arrows...

"If I can kill this person just now and take the fairy sword in his hand, it will definitely damage the North River Sword Sect," Yao Yun sighed. "The other party has such a life-saving means, I ignored it before."

"It's okay," Wang Sheng smiled. "Looking at his injury, he won't be here again this time.

Our first task is to guard the gates of the senior sisters. It is good to be able to stop one person, not just for the purpose of killing people and winning treasures.

Go back to my retreat for half a day, you will find the next goal. "

"Okay," Yaoyun agreed.

It might be because of Wang Shengxiu's promotion, at this time her sword spirit was also much better.

...

For the time being, Wang Sheng returned to the vicinity of the Shenmu tree trunk, began to sort out the various experiences of the previous short battle, and by the way started to make those medicinal ideas again.

Besides, this Song Tongpu was sent back to the "camp" outside of the North River Sword Sect by the two, which immediately annoyed all the masters of the North River Sword Sect here.

They really didn't expect that in the forbidden area of ​​the immortal realm, Song Tongpu, who had an outer map in his hand and protected by a spiritual treasure-level fairy sword, would return so miserably!

At this time, Song Tongpu was pierced with a sword in his chest, and the Yuanshen was not directly cut off. The seven orifices were bleeding and his breath was dying. The first words he saw were:

"Puff!"

Spit out a big mouthful of blood.

However, the primordial spirit has not been killed, no matter how severe the injury is, it can be saved.

An elder who came from the same vein as Song Tongpu immediately moved forward and took out two precious life-saving pills, and put them into Song Tongpu's mouth without hesitation.

Another old woman who is proficient in medical science took action and stabilized Song Tongpu’s soul with a few silver needles...

After the busy schedule, Song Tongpu's injury finally stabilized, and several elders of the North River Sword Sect immediately moved forward, greeted a few words with concern, and went straight to the subject.

"Junior Brother Song, who shot you so badly? I can't spare him!"

Song Tongpu's face was extremely pale, and he smiled tragically at this time, and said in a low voice: "I don't know... that person has not reported his name.

He didn't want to hurt me, but directly wanted to take my life!

Fortunately, the treasure given by Master, cough cough, saved me..."

"What kind of supernatural power does the other party use?"

"Swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is very powerful," Song Tongpu's eyes shrank slightly, "I fought the sword with all his strength twice, the first time he easily smashed the sword light, and the second time he fought with all his strength, Wankong Sword It's almost broken...

He came from a black cloud, which was not a fantasy formation, but thunder.

This should be...cough cough cough, this should not be a monk, he must be some kind of strange treasure, he, he is guarding the battle!

Otherwise, sword repair in the same realm, I can't lose so quickly! "

Several elderly people were facing each other, and everyone in the North River Sword Sect had no idea how to comment.

An old man said warmly, "Junior Brother Song, take a rest for the time being, so don't worry about this."

"It's my incompetence," Song Tongpu smiled bitterly, "not only failed to bring the Siyu Daocheng back, but was beaten back in the field..."

The elders of the North River Sword Sect could only comfort him a few words. When Song Tongpu was sent back to the North River Sword Sect to recuperate, they also began to discuss who should be sent to break through the barrier.

And as the news broke out in the formation, news about the "different treasures" and the "guarding spirit" spread like wildfire, attracting the attention of all parties.

However, just like the conclusions reached by the monks in the formation, the various forces have regarded Wang Sheng’s simulation of Jieyun as their inherent arrangement, and they have constantly warned the trespassers sent out by their side.

The black cloud is not only the ‘phantom array’, but also the ‘thunder array’.

...

Under the sacred tree, Wang Sheng is holding the bronze mirror and constantly looking everywhere.

Instead of observing the outer area, he used a bronze mirror to illuminate the bans near him, observing the herbs in the ban.

There are a total of more than 600 prohibitions in the inner layer, most of which are medicinal herbs, and they are all extremely precious and precious elixir that is hard to find in the world.

Yaoyun could not fully name the names and functions of these herbs, but she also felt that it would be no harm to dig a few more.

However, Wang Daochang's thoughts were obviously different from his own sword spirit.

Wang Sheng asked first: "Does the herbs here have innate spiritual roots?"

"Are you a radish when the innate spiritual root?" The Infinite Spirit Sword flew to the side, and Yao Yun's murmur was heard. Not much time.

After so many years, those spiritual roots have either been destroyed by others, or they have been cultivated successfully ~ www.readwn.com~ has become a generation of great powers, with the ability to protect themselves.

However, even if these elixir are not innate spiritual roots, they are also rare treasures because they were born under the sacred tree and have a long enough age. "

"Then, do these medicine spirits have combat effectiveness?"

Yaoyun was asked immediately, blinking for a while.

Then she understood Wang Sheng's thoughts and took the initiative to transform from a sword shape into a human body, going through the bronze mirror, and carefully observed for a while.

"There should be a few difficult guys here," Yaoyun said in a low voice, "but I don't know if the Demon Control Technique can work on these medicine spirits, what do you want to do?"

"I'll find out if I try to find a medicine spirit first?"

Wang Sheng stood up, squinted his eyes, and a little light flashed across his eyes, "If the Demon Control Technique can't do much, then we will persuade people with virtue."

Convince people with virtue?

Yaoyun rolled his eyes suddenly, not knowing what kind of crooked mind Wang Sheng had.

They first arrived at the restriction that had been activated before. Wang Sheng looked at the Yaoling family buried in the soil and hugged it, raising his hand and began to arrange the Heavenly Tribulation Cloud.

As soon as Jie Yun appeared, those herbs seemed to have encountered natural enemies. They all turned into half-meter-high figures. There they bowed to Wang Sheng for a while, begging Wang Sheng to show mercy.

The most feared of these years of super-long herbs is the advent of the catastrophe.

Afterwards, Daochang Wang slowly nodded and said something that made Yaoyun a little bit dumbfounded.

"If you want to survive, you can come out by yourself. If you let me do it, you will use Heaven's Tribulation to blast away the restriction here."

The five figures suddenly hesitated, Wang Dao's long sleeves waved, waves of gray robbery clouds appeared in front of him, gathered towards the sky, and thunder burst out from within.

The five little ones hurriedly bowed down again, then bowed their heads dejected, and walked away from the restriction, leaving their place of shelter.