I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

After the Immortal Locking Formation was formed, the Dixuan Erzhu cut off the induction.

Feng Yuanjiu's eyebrows were condensed, and he patted the little fox on the shoulder. The little fox instantly showed its sharp claws, but it was Muyang who was crying and rough.

The sword on Muyang's back was unsheathed in an instant, cutting one hundred and eight sword lights in a row.

The cyan sword light formed a dense net, covering the little fox and Feng Yuanjiu.

This sword net is one of the three scriptures of the Zixiao Sword School, "Guizang Sword Scripture".

"Gui Zang Jian Jing" practiced to the extreme is said to be able to transform ten thousand swords with one sword, and the sword can escape the troubled world.

Muyang can turn a hundred swords with one sword at the early stage of Jindan, which can be regarded as an outstanding talent.

Coming up is a killer move, Muyang's attack is absolutely unambiguous, but his mouth is still crying: "Senior brother, isn't this sassy fox you raised crazy? No matter what, it will bite everyone!"

The little fox snorted coldly, tore apart the sword net with one claw, and scratched towards Muyang's face.

Mu Yang was taken aback for a moment, but without any hesitation, he slashed two more times.

These two swords were divided into two sword formations, respectively covering Feng Yuanjiu and the little fox.

The little fox tore apart the sword formation casually, and his sharp claws went straight to Muyang's neck.

However, Feng Yuanjiu's fingers fluttered like butterflies piercing flowers. At the moment when the sword net was facing him, Jue Jue erected a dark blue ice wall burning with red flames in front of him.

This is exactly the little supernatural power he chose from Tianluyuan that day - Chiyanxuanbing.

The cyan sword net came towards him, Feng Yuanjiu was as motionless as a mountain, and the blue iceberg burning with red flames protected him tightly.

The little fox is also a Nascent Soul monster at any rate, and Mu Yang cannot match his claws.

The sharp long armor glowing with cold light slashed across Muyang's throat, and flirtatious "fireworks" bloomed on the blue sea, and a cloud of hazy black mist burst out from the Baihui acupoint on Muyang's head, heading towards the sword formation of Suoxian. shoot away.

Feng Yuanjiu sneered and threw out the Longevity Lock.

The little fox transformed into a young boy with round eyes and a tender face. With a little finger, he fixed the black mist in the air, and the distorted face of the black mist was frozen in panic.

As the black mist was sucked into the longevity lock without any resistance, the sword light all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and Muyang's dao body fell into the sea with blood dripping from his neck, and was swallowed by the sea beast that rushed over smelling the blood. in the belly.

A bit of true spirit sprang out from the mouth of the sea beast and flew towards the distant Sword God Mountain.

Feng Yuanjiu twisted the tortoise shell in his palm with his fingertips, but he didn't kill them all, and obliterated Mu Yang's last imprint left in this world.

The mountains are high and the rivers are long, so whether the true spirit can return to Sword God Mountain and reincarnate smoothly depends on his luck.

Feng Yuanjiu withdrew his eyes from that point of true spirit, and looked towards the direction of the Jingmen of the Sword Formation—it was just an appetizer to send Muyang back to heaven in tacit cooperation with the little fox, and he was still besieged for the big meal.

Among the three classics of Zixiao Sword School, "Taixuan Shocking Thunder Sword Classic" focuses on killing, "Guizang Sword Classic" focuses on sword formation, and "Chengguang Liuying Nerve" focuses on escape techniques.

Those who can comprehend one of the three scriptures thoroughly are all Taoist powers who are astonishing in the Kyushu Continent today.

As for besieging him right now, Feng Yuanjiu couldn't see a way out, it looked like a sword of killing and cutting, but it also became a sword formation of locking immortals.

"Fellow Daoist is really amazing!" Tu Chenglu raised a cloud under his feet, floated to the same height as Feng Yuanjiu, patted Feng Yuanjiu's shoulder, poured his true energy and sent his voice in all directions, "It's actually Having mastered both the "Taixuan Shocking Thunder Sword Sutra" and "Guizang Sword Sutra", and achieved the combination of the two sutras that no one in the Zixiao Sword Sect has achieved for thousands of years, you are truly a genius!"

At the same time, Tu Chenglu sent a sound transmission to Feng Yuanjiu—this scoundrel probably has a Yuanying stage cultivation, and he has cultivated the two classics into one, and the power of the Immortal Locking Sword Formation is more than doubled by him, the ninth brother should be careful.

Feng Yuanjiu nodded.

Tu Chenglu was afraid that Feng Yuanjiu would take it lightly, so he added another sentence - if you are a little careless, you and my brother will have to confess here and return to the embrace of the ancestor god.

"Don't worry, no matter who I'm fighting against, I'll always do my best." After Feng Yuanjiu responded to the little fox through voice transmission, he pinched his fingers and made a tactic, and a deep purple demon-killing thunder directly struck the Jingmen water column.

The one-meter-thick divine lightning struck the water column, and the water column returned to its original shape with a slight shake.

The firmness of this array can be seen from this.

Tu Chenglu frowned, and blurted out: "Damn!" Obviously, he was quite shocked by the power of the Immortal Locking Sword Formation.

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at the little fox, and frowned slightly—this little fox had the realm of the Nascent Soul Stage, but did not have the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage. If it is a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, then it is the master who delivers the food.

What's more, the opponent is still a talented swordsman, and the little fox is not enough for him to slash with a sword.

This time, they really became the turtles in other people's urns.

Feng Yuan raised his hand nine times, the Qijueqin was in his arms, and his fingertips brushed over the strings around the aura, and said unhurriedly: "Looking at the Zixiao Sword Sect, in terms of talent, I am afraid that no one can surpass Taishu Tianhua. on the right."

Tu Chenglu's furry ears trembled, and he couldn't believe it: "Uncle Tianhua?"

Feng Yuanjiu nodded: "Uncle Tianhua." Before he went to the Zixiao Sword Sect, his master had reminded him that Uncle Tianhua was no small matter.

But he still provoked him.

"Heh!" A chuckle floated into the sword array with boundless coolness, the voice was familiar but the tone was unfamiliar.

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows, and the wooden sign given by his grandfather Feng Anlan quietly appeared in his palm: "I don't know if my uncle and uncle left me in this sea of ​​chaotic stars, what can I teach you?"

This is knowingly asking.

Based on Feng Yuanjiu's understanding of Grand Uncle Tianhua, that man was as cold and sharp as a sword, so he should not bother to answer.

I didn't want to, but the owner of that voice said a lot in his cold voice: "My nephew came from a long way, and came back in a hurry. Come and ask my nephew to go back to the Sword God Mountain for a few more days, so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

These words are not like what Grand Uncle Tianhua could say, Feng Yuanjiu almost thought that he had mispronounced his voice.

However, a monk never forgets with his eyes and ears, and he will never make mistakes.

Feng Yuan frowned, and secretly circulated the true energy to inject it into the Qingtian Shaking Seal, and politely refused: "The disciple has been away from the mountain for a long time, and the big competition in the sect is approaching. The uncle's kindness, the disciple can only accept it."

"Then it's up to you, my nephew."

Following Taishu Tianhua's soft sigh, the eight sword-shaped water jets immediately began to spin, and the sky filled with sword light.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and five-color sword lights are connected to form a huge net, which is placed under the hood of Fengyuan Jiudou.

The scarlet phoenix soared into the sky, and collided with the sky-shrouding sword net with the momentum of burning everything.

A hole was torn open in the dense sword net in an instant, but before Feng Yuanjiu rushed out, the hole was restored as before.

Above the nine heavens, the resounding phoenix cry pierces through the heavens and the earth.

The scarlet phoenix rushed down towards the sword net with inexhaustible flames, and its momentum was so fierce that it burned a huge hole in the sword net in an instant.

However, Feng Yuanjiu and the little fox were trapped in the Immortal Locking Sword Formation, but they were locked on the core of the formation by Uncle Tianhua's Forbidden Locking Heaven and Earth.

Seeing the sky-shrouding sword net being torn apart again and again, Feng Yuanjiu and the little fox couldn't move at all.

Although grandfather Feng Anlan's ray of divine sense is strong, it still can't consume the Immortal Locking Sword Formation that this deity sits in.

Seeing that the red phoenix's light dimmed.

Seeing a piece of wood fluttering and falling on the sword net, it turned into powder.

Seeing a ray of divine thoughts condensed and formed from the air, he glanced calmly at the Suoxian Sword Formation and the person who erected the sword formation, turned around and walked towards the direction of the Lianyun Mountains step by step, but his figure faded with each step. Go for a few minutes.

Walking to the seventh step, the almost collapsed figure looked back.

In this glance, there was concern for Feng Yuanjiu, and there was also a silent warning to his uncle Tianhua.

The moment the spiritual form dissipated.

In the Lianyun Mountains, in a hut on the top of Qifeng Mountain.

Feng Anlan suddenly opened her eyes, looking towards the sea of ​​chaotic stars, her eyes were like lightning.

After looking at Xu for a while, Feng Anlan pointed and pointed, and a purple light streaked across the sky and headed straight for the sea of ​​chaotic stars.

At the same time, with a cold snort, a golden sword light cut out from the top of the Sword God Mountain, directly cutting on the purple light.

The purple light was entangled in the footsteps of the golden sword light, and it was difficult to escape for a while.

East Qingzhou, Yuntai Mountains.

A golden flame in the red, followed by a blue arc of light on the West Desolate Continent, heading straight for the Chaotic Star Sea.

Beiming Continent, Myriad You Valley.

The billowing demon cloud rose up, stumbling the red gold flame and the blue arc light with one enemy two: "Two fellow Taoists, don't forget the previous agreement."

There was an extremely elegant chuckle from the Western Wilderness Continent: "If you don't meddle, don't meddle. Your little puppet can't do anything to me, the heir of the fox prince."

In Beiming Continent, there was a cold snort in Wanyou Valley: "When it comes to talking nonsense, no one can defeat the fox master."

This time, there was only a chuckle from the Western Wilderness Continent, which was full of irony.

Da Neng of Xuanmen, Fox Lord of the Demon Department, and Venerable Demon Sect retreated after a simple round of probing, as if they were no longer worried about the chaos of Xinghai.

Chaotic Star Sea Territory, locked within the Immortal Sword Formation.

In Feng Yuan's nine palms, the protective jade pendant given to him by Kang Zhenren turned into powder.

Seeing the approach of the sword net all over the sky, Feng Yuanjiu was about to take the little fox to hide in the Xifeng Terrace, when he saw the water in the sky surge, and the huge waves rolled up thousands of miles of clouds and poured on the sword light all over the sky: "In Take the son of the demon lord of my demon department on my territory, uncle and fellow daoist, have you obtained my consent?"

The author has something to say: Today's update was finally completed before 12 o'clock.

Sorry, I suddenly contacted an old friend today, chatted for a while, and delayed the code word