Catalog of Destruction

In the vast desert, Tao Bantang originally took out a fist-sized piece of green and bronze flesh and blood, intending to offer it to the golden elixir monk in white. The dignified golden elixir master did not yell for beating or killing as soon as he arrived, but instead had a good attitude. Asking myself and others, how could I offer the seven-gold and jade owl without knowing a little bit.

Anyway, in the past year or so, I have picked up a lot of corpses of demons. A piece of Yin Shen level seven-gold jade owl flesh and blood will only make me feel heartache at most, but it will not hurt my muscles and bones.

Who knew that Senior Jin Dan was using it to repair his natal flying sword, but the size of his fist was completely insufficient. So Tao Bantang turned to look at Yan Yutong, Li Tao and others, and was about to ask them to bleed a little, otherwise he would annoy Senior Jin Dan. , he and others will not be able to escape the sword.

But at this moment, a hurricane seemed to blow from the sky, knocking all the monks present, including the golden elixir master in white, to stagger. Those monks in the Qi-entraining stage were directly blown away by the wind after staggering. Scraped to the ground.

"What a big spiritual energy fluctuation! What a strong hurricane!" Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong and other four soul monks urged their true energy. After finally gaining a firm foothold, this sigh passed through their hearts.

Then they followed the direction of the wind, covered their eyes with Qi, raised their heads with difficulty, and looked up into the sky.

When they saw this, they were immediately shocked beyond words. The yellow sand, strong winds, and space cracks within a thousand miles were all blown away by this hurricane. The river was clear and the sea was clear, and the clear blue sky appeared. It was actually the Western Wilderness. A rare sight in this place.

And in the blue sky, with white clouds and strong winds, the Gang Qi layer was also penetrated into a hole thousands of miles in size. One layer, two layers, three layers... all nine layers of Gang Qi dissipated, leaving the ninth layer The monks below, whose Gang Qi layer was thousands of miles away, could clearly see the dark night sky, the bright stars, and the inexplicable things falling intermittently, including black, white and colorful colors.

These things fell very fast, and soon the monks below could see clearly what they were. Li Tao, who finally came to his senses, said in surprise: "The Bone-thorn Demon, the One-horned Demon Dragon, the Colorful Demon Toad, and, and all of them are Yin Shen series!”

Tao Bandang, Yan Yutong, and Zou Hong all had blazing eyes, and they wanted to immediately snatch these demon corpses that were mostly mutilated and a small part intact.

The corpses of the demons at the front fell into the thick yellow sand of the vast sea. Although there were thousands of them, they were sparsely distributed within a radius of hundreds of miles and did not hit any monks.

"What a wonderful, wonderful and mysterious swordsmanship. It's the only one I, Luo Zizhan, have ever seen in my life." A voice full of sighs, heat, and yearning seemed to be murmuring to himself.

Only then did Tao Bantang and others remember that there was a senior Jindan Grandmaster here, and judging from the fact that he called himself Luo Zizhan, he was one of the only two top-grade Jindan Grandmasters in Sanxiu, Mingxinjian Luo Zizhan. , ranked ninth on the Tianji Ranking, so they and their disciples did not dare to act rashly or retrieve the corpses of those demons before Luo Zizhan gave them permission, otherwise it would not be a joke to get hit by the Mingxin Sword.

After waiting for a few breaths, the demons were still falling one after another, thousands each time, and their cultivation levels were basically at the level of Yin Shen. This made it difficult for Yan Yutong and others to suppress their greed and fight with Zou Hong and Li Tao. At the same time, he used his eyes to signal Tao Bandang to ask his senior for instructions.

Tao Bandang himself was too greedy, so he steeled himself and walked towards Luo Zizhan, who was looking at the sky in a daze.

"Senior Luo, I wonder where the swordsmanship you mentioned is? Why didn't this junior see it?" Although Tao Bantang wanted to directly mention the corpse of the demon, but faced with the golden elixir master, he really lacked the courage, so he had to follow Luo Zizhan's instructions. words asked.

Luo Zizhan looked at the night sky and stars without blinking, and said in a dreamy tone: "Look at the star trails in the night sky, how mysterious they are. Although they are too far away to feel the sword energy, I am sure that It’s a peerless star sword technique! Or a sword formation!”

Reminded by Luo Zizhan, Tao Bandang, Yan Yutong, Li Tao and other Soul Stage monks and their disciples all woke up. It is now noon, the sun is in the sky, where is the night! Where did the stars come from!

Could it be that just as he and others guessed, many Yin Shen Lords have set up sword formations to hunt down the demons here?

So they all looked up at the starry sky, looking at the moving trajectories of those bright stars, and immediately felt the indescribable mystery, which seemed to contain all kinds of mysterious laws of heaven and earth.

Regardless of whether they are masters of the Soul Stage or disciples of the Qi-Entraining Stage present, some have embarked on the path of cultivation for less than pure reasons. Some have no clear direction for their future path, and some simply rely on daily life. Cultivation to enjoy life...

But at this moment, facing this vast starry sky, facing this mysterious and indescribable star trajectory, facing these profound and evolved laws of heaven and earth, they all faded away from the worldly things, leaving only the identity of monks, and their minds and hearts were lost in it. , no one spoke for a long time.

In particular, Tao Bantang, the head of the Iron Sword Sect, is a master of swordsmanship. The true inheritance of the sect is also derived from the lineage of sword cultivators. His natal magical weapon is also a flying sword, so he is just like Luo Zizhan, passionate, yearning, intoxicated, and difficult to Extricate yourself.

The stars kept moving and evolving. First, the disciples in the Qi-entraining stage couldn't bear it and felt dizzy and swollen. Then they became unsteady and staggered to the ground. When they woke up from that addiction, they all felt pain in their heads, nausea and retching. .

Not long after, it was difficult for the monks in the Soul Stage to continue watching. Watching swordsmanship that was beyond their own level was really a great test for the Soul.

Tao Bandang and the other three looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They were both excited and helpless. They were excited to see such a powerful sword formation, but they were helpless because they were not strong enough to obtain more.

They felt dizzy and tinny in their ears. They sat cross-legged with the disciples in the Qi-entraining stage to regain their minds. After a while, Luo Zizhan was also sweating coldly. It seemed that it was difficult to hold on anymore, but he gritted his teeth and looked at the starry sky with red eyes, reluctant to let go. Leave half a point.

After recovering for a while, Tao Bandang, Zou Hong and other monks and their disciples began to look up at the stars again.

But at this moment, the stars suddenly dissipated and the night sky faded. The terror, ferocity, and the smell of death, killing, and blood traveled across thousands of miles and pressed on every monk present, leaving them all stunned, as stupid as wooden sculptures. He stared blankly at the nine levels of Gangqi.

A one-horned demon dragon that is almost ten thousand miles long, with dragon scales the size of a city; a huge star-like colorful demon clam with colorful bumps all over its body, which makes people feel ferocious and disgusting even from such a distance; The huge white bone thorn demons, the bone thorns are like upright mountain peaks, and behind them are countless heavenly demons densely packed like an ocean.

"Okay, what a powerful heavenly demon!" Even though the monks who were like wooden sculptures were in a daze, they still sighed. The terror of these three heavenly demons has never been seen in my life. What kind of golden elixir master is under their pressure? , just like fireflies competing for the bright moon.

Immediately afterwards, they exclaimed in their hearts: "What is that?!" There seemed to be a white jade-like cloud floating on the nine layers of Gangqi, and then a four-color almost chaotic sword light cut through the sky, and the night sky reappeared. The stars return!

After the starry sky rose again, the smell of death, killing, and blood disappeared. The monks recovered from the state of wood carvings, but then the stars in the sky lit up, and the mighty starlight pillars filled thousands of miles and went straight into the void.

Vast, terrifying, majestic, mysterious, powerful... words passed through their hearts one by one, but they all found it difficult to describe this pillar of starlight.

"Haha, another demon corpse has fallen down." A Qi-inducing disciple said stupidly, not yet waking up from the shock.

But after hearing his words, Luo Zizhan's pupils dilated. There were indeed corpses of demons falling, but compared to the thousands and thousands of corpses that had just fallen, now the sky for hundreds of miles was covered with flesh and blood. The Starlight Pillar is no longer visible. Those colorful bloods, those dark bloods, and those gloomy bone spurs are like someone above breaking the embankment of the Tianhe River, causing the river to surge forward!

"Ha, now it's been announced. There are so many corpses of demons, at least hundreds of thousands! And they all look like Yin gods!" The starlight pillar was blocked, so Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong, and others woke up. When Zou Hong, Li Tao and their respective disciples saw the scene in the sky, this thought immediately crossed their minds and they became delighted.

"There is so much blood and water, at least as much as a large lake. If we were not monks, we would have drowned. There are so many corpses. The piles would be as big as dozens or hundreds of mountains. If we were crushed below, They will definitely turn into meatloaf, haha. Fortunately, we are monks and can use the escape light to break through the gap." This was their second thought.

"Wait a minute, what's the color of that blood?! It's from the Colorful Demon Clam!! It's from the One-Horned Demon Dragon! There are also some huge sharp bone spurs, it's from the White Bone Thorn Demon! What if it's stained by that blood? Get hit by that bone spur. ?" This was their third thought.

"Ten lives are not enough to die!!" This was the fourth thought that flashed through them.

"Run!!" This was no longer just a passing thought, some people simply shouted out, set up various escape lights, and fled hundreds of miles away.

But they reacted a little too late. Except for the four soul-stage monks who still had hope of escaping from the demon's corpse, the other monks felt blood, bone spurs, and corpses pressing hundreds of miles into the air before they could even take a few steps away. .

Fortunately, a clear white sword light suddenly lit up, wrapping around the dozens of Qi-entraining monks, and then flew out as fast as lightning.

As soon as they escaped from the hundred-mile radius covered by the demon's corpse, they heard the sound of blood and heavy objects falling to the ground behind them.

Yan Yutong wrapped himself in pink zhenqi, and outside was the dazzling Taoist robe that he had secretly exchanged for the demon's corpse.

She launched her Escape Technique with all her strength and flew forward. Not long after, she saw the white sword light stopped, and the monks appeared. She knew that victory was in sight, and she immediately became overjoyed. However, at this moment, a few drops of colorful blood suddenly fell on her dazzling robe, Let that layer of glare dim suddenly.

She knew immediately that something was not right, so she used the secret technique to save her life, and her escape speed accelerated by 10%. She could barely escape, but then she couldn't control the escape and fell into the yellow sand.

Before she could get up in time, she made a quick decision and threw the dazzling robe far away.

The two layers of dazzling Taoist robes restricted by Tiangang turned into a pool of seven-color pus after one breath. The pus poisoned the yellow sand, and a hole several feet deep drilled down.

Looking at the large hole that appeared out of thin air in the yellow sand, Yan Yutong's face immediately turned pale and ugly, and large beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead.