Chapter 410 Nine-turn Wandering Dragon Sword Formation

Liu Chengfu is a casual cultivator who makes a living by hunting for treasures and hunting monsters, with his home all over the world.

At this moment, he was sitting in a box, looking a little cramped, as if waiting for something.

After a while, the door opened and Li Changsheng strode in.

"Sorry, fellow Taoist, I'm late!"

Li Changsheng immediately hugged the man and expressed his apology.

"Fellow Taoist is now well-known throughout the country, so it is appropriate to be busy."

Liu Chengfu said a joke, which immediately livened up the atmosphere.

"I wonder what you are doing next?"

Liu Chengfu was the first to speak.

Li Changsheng didn't mince words and said directly: "I want to see my fellow Taoist's swordsmanship!"

This person was the Nascent Soul cultivator who wanted to compete for a set of magical flying swords. In the end, he did not reach a deal with Qin Haoran. Li Changsheng wanted to see if his magical power was worth it.

"Oh, fellow Taoist, you also have a set of flying swords?"

Li Changsheng pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and took out a blue iron ball the size of a watermelon.

Li Changsheng didn't say anything, and a burst of magic power was injected into it.

A mechanism sound sounded, and the blue iron ball transformed into a tall soldier.

The soldier's eyes were dull, his body was covered with spiritual patterns, and his spiritual light was flickering.

"Third-level puppet beast!"

Liu Chengfu looked shocked. This was a guard who was not afraid of death.

"Fellow Taoist, do you dare to give it a try?"

Li Changsheng looked at him.

"Why don't you dare!"

Li Changsheng squeezed the magic formula, and a blue light emerged from the right fist of the soldier in blue, and he punched Liu Chengfu.

Liu Chengfu showed no fear and punched him as well.

"Boom!"

Liu Chengfu didn't move where he was, and the soldier in blue suddenly took dozens of steps back.

The arm of the soldier in blue suddenly bent, and with a flash of blue light, the arm returned to its original shape.

"oh!"

Liu Chengfu had a look of interest on his face. He didn't expect that this puppet had the ability to heal itself.

"What do fellow Taoists think?"

Li Changsheng looked at him.

"The strength of this puppet is comparable to that of a late-stage Golden Core monk. Coupled with its self-healing ability, it won't be a problem to withstand the attacks of two or three Golden Core monks, but it doesn't mean much to me."

Liu Chengfu shook his head and said.

"What if we add one more!"

After he finished speaking, Li Changsheng took out another red metal ball, injected a burst of mana into it, and transformed into a red armored soldier.

"It's still not enough!"

Li Changsheng waved his hands one after another, and soon three more puppets of different colors appeared.

"This is a five-element puppet beast. The five puppets can arrange the five-element formation. Combining offense and defense, plus the self-healing ability. As long as it is not smashed to pieces by one blow, it will have no problem against the early stage of Nascent Soul."

"oh!"

Liu Chengfu only paid attention to it when he heard this. The five beasts were all puppet beasts in the late stage of Jindan. If they formed a formation, they would indeed have the strength to compete with Nascent Soul.

"But we still have to see if fellow Taoist's magical powers are worth it."

Liu Chengfu pondered for a long time, then took out a yellowed and old book and threw it to him.

"Nine-turn Dragon Sword Formation!"

Li Changsheng looked at the writing on the cover and murmured to himself. Then he carefully opened the ancient book and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

This is a powerful sword formation that requires nine flying swords to set up, enough for people to fight across the ranks.

"No wonder this person wants to exchange for a set of flying swords, presumably to set up this formation."

These thoughts flashed through Li Changsheng's mind, and he closed the ancient books and said, "Fellow Taoist, you can make rubbings of the Kung Fu books and exchange them again. If we reach an exchange, you must first swear not to exchange them with others."

If Liu Chengfu trades with others at will in the future, it will be meaningless if it goes bad.

"Can!"

Liu Chengfu agreed immediately, and then vowed to complete the transaction in front of Li Changsheng.

Anyway, this is his unexpected income. Now that he can get five puppet beasts, he has already made a profit.

…

In the Immortal Burial Ruins, in a narrow cave, the man in Mingshui was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a black light covering his body.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the cave where he was was shaking violently, and the man in Mingshui stood up quickly, with a flash of panic in his eyes.

Ever since he was forced to stay in the Immortal Burial Ruins, he didn't dare to go anywhere and had been practicing in the cave.

"What's going on?"

He arranged a defense for himself, hesitated for a moment, and walked out of the cave.

"This sounds like a breakthrough. Is there someone else inside?"

The man in Mingshui was extremely surprised. From what he could see, deep in the Immortal Burial Ruins, there was a huge vortex of spiritual energy connecting the sky and the earth.

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and swept towards the direction of the spiritual energy vortex.

As soon as he walked down the mountain peak, a bolt of thunder struck him without any warning.

"Bang!"

His defense was immediately shattered, and his entire body was blown away more than ten feet, leaving him somewhat disgraced.

"Damn it, this restriction has changed again."

The man on Mingshui River had an ugly expression. Before the Immortal Burial Ruins was closed, he had explored a radius of a hundred miles. Originally, this direction was restricted by gravity, but now it has become restricted by lightning.

He had no choice but to choose another direction to move forward. He also encountered several waves of restrictions on the way, but fortunately, he was safe.

After three hours, he came to the edge of a huge cliff, but it was so gloomy below that he felt a little scared.

Just when he hesitated, the spiritual vortex above his head suddenly dissipated. At the same time, a huge aura penetrated from the bottom of the cliff.

"not good!"

The expressions of the people in Mingshui changed drastically, and they decided to leave the place.

At this moment, a black light flew up from the bottom of the cliff, fell in front of him, and transformed into a skinny old man.

"You, who are you?"

Seeing this man's appearance, the man in Mingshui looked pale and bloodless, and this man gave him an inexplicable fear.

"Which sect are you from?"

When the old man spoke, his voice was hoarse and low, as if a stone had been thrown into a hot pan of oil, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.

Seeing the submissive look of the Mingshui man, the old man didn't bother to ask him any more questions, and his withered hands like ghost claws went straight towards the center of the Mingshui man's eyebrows.

The expression on Mingshui's face changed drastically. He pinched the magic formula and a black mysterious light appeared from his body, blocking it in front of him.

As soon as the black light touched the old man's finger, it was corroded into slag.

"How dare you resist!"

The old man sneered and continued to stretch out his skinny right hand.

"not good!"

The man in Mingshui looked horrified. He knew that this person was definitely not a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The ring on his hand flashed with rays of light, and a black shield suddenly blocked him.

"Crack!"

The black shield seemed to be made of tofu, and as soon as it came into contact with the old man's fingers, a crack appeared.

The man in Mingshui pinched the spell, the black shield glowed brightly, the runes flickered, and a black turtle began to swim away, as if it came to life.

A flash of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes, and his palm glowed brightly, crushing the turtle directly.

"Pfft!"

The man in Mingshui had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes widened, and fear appeared in his pupils.

The old man's palm fell directly on the Mingshui man's Tianling Cap. At this moment, a circular pattern of yin and yang intersecting suddenly appeared between the Mingshui man's eyebrows.

When the old man saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown. He hesitated for a moment and took his palm away. This person's Nascent Soul had placed a restraint. Searching for his soul would only be counterproductive.

Seeing this, the people in Mingshui hurriedly knelt down and said, "Junior Li Dakang, pay my respects to senior."

"Which sect are you from and why are you here?"

Hearing this, the people in Mingshui told everything about their origins, how they came here, and how they got trapped.

"Yin Yang Palace?"

The old man murmured to himself and continued to ask: "Who are Yang Shuixian and Mo Qianqian?"

"Senior Qi, they are my two ancestors of Yin Yang Palace."

People on Mingshui River were shocked. They never thought that this person knew the founder of Yin Yang Palace.

"Then do you know True Lord Qingyang?"

When the old man in black robe mentioned this name, there was a surge of hatred in his eyes, as if there was some deep hatred between the two.

"Senior, there once was a Qingyang Sect in Beihai. It was founded by True Lord Qingyang. It has died out after a beast tide. It is said that True Lord Qingyang also died in that beast tide."

"Die, die well, little Qingyang!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The old man in black robe laughed heartily, with a happy expression on his face.

"Let's go! Come out with me."

"Senior, the Immortal Burial Ruins haven't been opened yet, how can we get out?"

"Back then, a star fell into the Immortal Burial Ruins, which is why so many space cracks were created. However, it also broke through a passage connecting to the outside world. As long as I am here, you can get out."

After the black-robed old man finished speaking, he walked towards the depths of the Immortal Burial Ruins. The man in Mingshui pondered for a moment and followed immediately. He would go crazy if he stayed here.

"Senior, I don't know how to call you?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

"Yes, yes..."

The people in Mingshui just followed the old man in black robes, and eventually the two of them gradually disappeared into the depths of the Immortal Burial Ruins.