Chapter 1191 Lingbao
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"You are hiding in the dark, do you really think I don't know what you want to do? Use him to attract my attention, and then take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack. It seems that I am too talkative and let you take advantage of me."
Wang Qingshan's face turned cold, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of him.
The next moment, the whole mountain shook violently, and all the flying swords made clear sword sounds, as if they were living creatures.
The stone platform suddenly tore open, and the cyan flying sword flew out automatically. If you look closely, you can find that the front half of the cyan flying sword is small and crystal clear, while the back half is thick, and the aura is slightly dim. The two do not seem to be made of the same material.
The cyan flying sword circled and slashed at the old man in gold shirt beside him.
The old man in golden shirt quickly raised a golden shield, which instantly grew in size and stood in front of him.
With a scream, the green flying sword cut the old man in gold shirt and shield in half.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the young woman in yellow skirt and the middle-aged man changed drastically, and they turned into two rays of light and flew down the mountain.
At this moment, all the flying swords stuck in the mountain flew up and turned into an irresistible torrent, hitting the two pill-forming monks.
Two screams rang out, and the two young women in yellow skirts were cut into pieces by the dense flying sword holes.
The cyan flying sword circled and headed straight for Wang Qingshan. Wherever it passed, there were bursts of harsh piercing sounds in the void.
Wang Qingshan's expression changed, and he quickly took out nine cyan flying swords and faced the cyan flying swords.
After a series of muffled sounds, nine green flying swords flew out one after another, with a gap the size of a grain of rice on the swords.
Wang Qingshan was stunned, and quickly reacted. With a squeeze of the sword, the nine green flying swords made sharp sword sounds. With a flash of green light, a large green sword shadow swept out and slashed at the green flying sword overwhelmingly.
For a while, the roar continued, and circles of air waves visible to the naked eye spread.
Wang Qingshan kept making secrets and controlled nine flying swords to attack the cyan flying sword.
He could see that this flying sword had been cultivated for too long, and a trace of spirituality was born. As long as it took a little time, he should be able to conquer this flying sword.
Flying swords with a hint of spirituality are very rare. It doesn't take thousands of years to use Jianfeng to cultivate a flying sword with spirituality. It is rare to find it.
If he guessed correctly, this flying sword was seriously damaged. Its owner specially built a sword peak and used other flying swords to nourish this flying sword. Before this flying sword was damaged, it was at least a Lingbao level flying sword. , it may even be a flying sword at the level of Tongtian Lingbao, otherwise spirituality would not be born so easily.
According to Sword Master Xiaoyao, there is only one sword cultivator in a thousand who understands the meaning of the sword, there is only one sword cultivator in a million who possesses a psychic flying sword, and there is only one sword cultivator in a million who possesses a sword spirit.
As a sword cultivator, Wang Qingshan naturally knows the value of this flying sword.
If he can defeat this flying sword, his strength will definitely increase greatly.
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There was a steep mountain with a height of 10,000 feet. Five monks gathered at the foot of the mountain. The leader was an old man in black robe with a thin face and a young woman in a green dress with an indifferent expression. They were followed by three alchemy monks, two men and one woman. Beside them, the three alchemy monks looked excited.
"It should be right here. There must be a treasure on the top of the mountain, maybe it's a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky!"
The old man in black robe held a yellow parchment scroll in his hand and said excitedly.
"The noise we made is so big, the Miao family must have sent someone in. We'd better make a quick decision and take away the treasure quickly!"
The young woman in the green dress urged that the forbidden area was at the door of the Miao family. The longer the delay, the more troublesome it would be.
"Master Nephew Liu, go up first and see if there is anything abnormal."
The old man in black robe ordered to a short and fat man in yellow shirt. After all, this is the place where demons are sealed. There must be strong restrictions. It would be better to let the Danjie monks take the lead.
The man in yellow shirt nodded, released a yellow ape that was as tall as a person, pointed towards the peak and said, "Go."
He took out a palm-sized yellow fruit and handed it to the yellow ape. The yellow ape ate the yellow fruit, patted his chest excitedly, and strode towards the peak.
The yellow ape strutted up to the peak and walked hundreds of steps without any abnormality.
The man in the yellow shirt felt relieved, placed a spiritual shield on himself, and walked towards the mountain.
They walked up and down the mountain and found nothing unusual.
"It seems that there are no restrictions at the bottom of the mountain, but it's hard to say on the top. Let's go!"
The old man in black robe waved his sleeves and walked towards the mountain, followed closely by the three young women in green skirts.
The mountains are somewhat desolate with sparse vegetation.
After a cup of tea, they arrived halfway up the mountain. A very large courtyard appeared in front of them. The gate of the courtyard was closed, and there were two lifelike stone statues at the entrance.
A statue of an ape holding two giant axes, and a statue of a humanoid holding a golden sword.
As soon as they got ten feet closer to the statue, the two statues suddenly came to life and rushed towards them.
"Stone puppet, this is rare."
The old man in black robe said with some surprise. He held out a shining black command flag and waved it gently. The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling loudly and the sinister wind gusting.
The young woman in the green dress used two flying knives wrapped in green flames, and struck the stone puppet, causing two muffled sounds of "clang".
There were no scars on the stone puppet's body. The void fluctuated, and a ghost claw as black as ink suddenly appeared above the stone puppet's head. The ghost claw grabbed the stone puppet below like lightning.
A series of "clang" sounds sounded, the ghost claws grabbed the stone puppet, and sparks flew everywhere.
"This is no ordinary stone puppet, it seems to be a stone puppet beast from the Nascent Soul stage!"
The old man in black robe frowned and said, the stone puppet is a special kind of puppet beast. It is usually dead and will attack outsiders when they come near.
"Hmph, the puppet beast is a dead thing after all. A stone puppet without human control is not worth mentioning. It just takes a lot of effort. Don't delay, let's fight it quickly!"
The young woman in the green dress snorted lightly and urged.
She took out a banana fan with a green light flowing around it, and fanned it gently. A large area of extremely cold green flames swept out and hit the two stone puppet beasts.
Boom!
The rolling flames engulfed the two stone puppet beasts. The old man in black robe took out a two-foot-long black scimitar. As soon as the scimitar appeared, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the temperature nearby suddenly dropped.
There was a flash of black light, and a large black blade swept out and slashed towards the sea of green fire.
After a series of roars, the two stone puppet beasts fell apart.
The next moment, the surrounding environment changed, and the five old men in black robes suddenly appeared in a continuous yellow desert. Strong winds roared past, blowing up a large amount of yellow gravel.
"No, formation! It seems that the two stone puppet beasts are not Nascent Soul stage stone puppet beasts, but traps that trigger the restriction."
The old man in black robe frowned and said.
"After so many years, I don't think there is much power left in the restriction. Let's break the formation together!"
The yellow desert shook violently, and seven yellow giants more than ten feet tall emerged from the ground. Their bodies were covered with yellow spiritual patterns, and their eyes were dull.
The young woman in the green dress didn't care. The green banana fan in her hand glowed brightly, and billowing green flames swept out and struck in all directions.
Boom!
The two yellow giants were engulfed in green flames, and the flames shot into the sky.
The old man in black robe and others cast spells one after another to attack the yellow giant.
The roaring sound continued, various magic lights lit up, and countless yellow gravel exploded and flew in all directions.
