Can Shizun attack once?

The murderous intent in Cen Shuangluo's eyes was already obvious, but this Golden Core Sword Cultivator didn't notice it.

Qingtian Sword Sect is all sword cultivators, and the realm of the sect's disciples is also from the sword in the hand, the sword in the eyes, the sword in the heart, the body as the sword, the sword everywhere, and finally to the sword everywhere, and the sword everywhere.

At the beginning, the disciples held weapons in their hands, but they didn't have sword energy on their bodies.As the practice deepens, the eyes will be filled with sword energy, and then the sword energy will spread all over the body, and then everywhere can be a sword.

But when the cultivation reaches the highest level, the sword energy is restrained, but the sword energy cannot be seen. It looks ordinary and mediocre, but once the swordsmanship is used, everything in the world is a sword.

Sometimes the difference between sword energy and killing intent is not very big, so the disciples of the Qingtian Sword Sect are always difficult to get close to.

Cen Shuangluo's killing intent and refusal at this time, in the eyes of Jin Danqi sword cultivator, is just a manifestation of the sword intent that has just been cultivated.

It's only now that the sword is nothing in the eyes, their Qingtian Sword Sect is full of such disciples, and the Jindan stage sword cultivators have reached the realm of the sword in their hearts.

He came in front of Cen Shuangluo and said, "The Sword Tomb is still one area away from being cleaned up. In a few days, it will be the annual opening of the Sword Tomb. Before that, clean up the Sword Tomb as soon as possible."

After speaking, he took the small signboard for releasing the mission in the deacon's hall, wrote the mission on it, and stuffed it into Cen Shuangluo's hand.

Cen Shuangluo: "..."

He looked up at the task of going down the mountain to kill ghosts.

The golden core disciple pulled him and said: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, what kind of task is that, there is not much contribution value, and it can't improve the skill. Cleaning up the sword mound is a good job. I will write for you for a few more days. You are in it Stay a few more days, and it's up to you to realize how many benefits you can get."

After speaking, he even winked at Cen Shuangluo.

Cen Shuangluo: "..."

A few more days to write, he was discovered by Luo Qingyu a few days later.

He was in the Qingtian Sword Sect, so he couldn't expose his identity by taking action at will, so he had to decide to use his tricks and prevaricate, and when Jin Danqi Sword Cultivator left, he turned around and came over with a different appearance, and continued to take the task.

Jin Danqi Jianxiu took Cen Shuangluo to the utility room, found a rusty sword, and handed it to Cen Shuangluo.

"No, just use the sword energy aroused by this sword to clean up. Put away the sword you usually use, the swords in the sword mound are all sword ancestors, and will reject all swords, only this ordinary iron sword without spirituality will not I will be attacked by them." Jin Danqi Sword Cultivator said.

Cen Shuangluo took the Rusty Sword silently, thinking that the Qingtian Sword School is really strange, even the tools used to sweep the floor are swords.

Jin Danqi Jianxiu brought Cen Shuangluo to the back mountain. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he stopped and said to Cen Shuangluo, "I can't go on the next road, except for the opening of the sword tomb every year." , the rest of the time, Jindan and above are not allowed to enter the sword mound, and you can only find disciples from the foundation building stage and the qi refining stage to clean it up. You hold this bell, and I will send you in. When you are done cleaning, shake the bell three times, and I will I will open the door and let you out."

The principle of not entering the sword mound above Jindan is the same as that you can only use ordinary iron swords to clean the sword mound.

Cultivators above the golden core stage often reach the realm of the sword in their hearts, and will be regarded as similar swords by the soldiers in the sword mound. They will be attacked as soon as they enter the sword mound, and their bones will be gone if they are not careful.

On the contrary, it is a cultivator in the foundation building period, because the realm is too low, it is just an ordinary sword without spirituality, and the sword ancestors in the sword mound will not care about them.

In the Sword Tomb, either the mana is so ordinary and the mana is so low that the divine swords don't bother to spend their divine power to treat you; or the mana is so high that the divine swords can't do anything to you.Except for these two kinds, no one else can enter the sword mound, otherwise the golden core stage sword cultivator would not find junior disciples to clean it everywhere.

Jin Danqi sword cultivator used a token to open a gap in the barrier outside the sword mound, seeing that Cen Shuangluo did not take the initiative to enter, he stretched out his hand and pushed hard: "What are you afraid of, my sword cultivator is like a long sword, no matter how powerful the enemy is, , you must have the courage and courage to kill a person in ten steps, and you will not stay behind for thousands of miles. As long as you don’t die in the end, you can reach the realm of epee without front!"

Cen Shuangluo was already at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, so naturally he would not be pushed and moved by the Jindan stage sword cultivator on weekdays.

But this is at the foot of Jianzhong Mountain, and Cen Shuangluo felt that countless killing intents were sealed on this mountain. He had to suppress his realm below the foundation-building stage so as not to be watched by these killing intents.

Because the mana was suppressed to the lowest level, Cen Shuangluo was suddenly pushed by Jindanqi sword cultivator, and entered the sword mound.

After he entered, the Jindan stage sword cultivator immediately closed the formation, and when he looked back, he could no longer see the Jindan stage cultivator, but an endless mountain range.

Cen Shuangluo looked up at the place where he was pierced by Wan Jian in the dream, and couldn't help sighing.

He found that his luck might really not be that good.

Obviously, I have dreamed about many futures in advance and made sufficient preparations, but I always encounter more unexpected things.

Up to now, it seems that there is no other way but to settle down when it comes.

Cen Shuangluo held the iron sword, picked up the map given by Jin Danqi Jianxiu, confirmed the area that had not been cleared, and walked over on foot.

I hope he can clean up that area as soon as possible. I hope that the people from Wandumen are difficult enough to entangle with Luo Qingyu, Yu Zheng and others for a while. After he cleaned up that area, Luo Qingyu hasn't pulled out yet. Visit the fake Xuanyuan Ze.

The Sword Tomb is a towering mountain peak, with countless swords stuck on it, which are the swords that Qingtian Sword Sect has accumulated and sealed for so many years.

Some are divine swords left over from ancient times, some are subdued by masters of the sect, some are evil swords sealed here, and there are also swords left by ancestors of Qingtian Sword Sect who have ascended or passed away.

They restrained each other on the sword mound and reached an ingenious balance. The new swords were either reduced to ashes under this force, or they found their own position and forcibly blended into the balance.

Cen Shuangluo moved forward cautiously, for fear that if he was careless, if he revealed a little skill of the golden core stage, it would attract thousands of swords to strike.

Fortunately, he is not a sword cultivator. The skill of a sword cultivator cannot be concealed in the sword mound. No matter what method is used to suppress his cultivation, he will be discovered and attacked immediately after entering.

As for the other cultivators, they had better concealment skills and did not easily challenge the majesty of the sword mound, so they could still save their lives.

Fortunately, Cen Shuangluo is an expert in camouflage. He walked quickly and finally came to the area that hadn't been cleared.

This area is not small, it is bigger than Xuanyuanze's palace, the ground is covered with fallen leaves, there are more than a dozen swords stuck nearby, and the hilts of the swords are covered with dust.

Cen Shuangluo didn't have a broom in his hand, only a rusty sword. He wanted to gather the fallen leaves and dust together with the sword energy aroused when he swung the sword, and then burned it with sword fire.

For cultivators in the foundation-building period who are not valued by the divine swords, this cleaning method can not only accumulate martial contribution points, but also cultivate sword energy, and hone sword intent in countless divine swords. It is indeed the best task. It's no wonder that Jindanqi Jianxiu looked like "you took advantage".

But how could Cen Shuangluo arouse sword energy, he didn't have such a thing at all.

Fortunately, the Dragon Clan has the talent to manipulate the weather, as was the case with the Frost Art before.

Wind, frost, rain and snow are all weather.

Cen Shuangluo carefully controlled his power, letting a gust of wind surround the iron sword to forge sword energy. He swung the iron sword, and the gust of wind rolled together the fallen leaves in an area, which did not attract the attention of the nearby divine sword.

feasible!

Cen Shuangluo was secretly happy, and continued to manipulate the wind to sweep, which was much faster than using sword energy.

In less than half an hour, half of the fallen leaves were swept together.

According to this speed, when he leaves Jianzhong, Luo Qingyu may not be able to get rid of the entanglement of Wandumen.

After all, he stole the elixir that he had been waiting for for many years, and it would not be enough to just return it. He was full of masters who came to the Qingtian Sword Sect to seek justice, and he would definitely not give up if he didn't ask for interest.

And the Qingtian Sword Sect has given Luo Qingyu the bottom line for so many years, if it is true that anyone who comes to the door will give something, no matter how many family backgrounds there are in the sect, it will not be enough to give.

Regarding the issue of compensation, the two factions will definitely be arguing for a long time, and one or two hours may not be able to resolve the dispute.

Seeing that there was hope of escape, Cen Shuangluo immediately speeded up.

After finally sweeping all the fallen leaves and dust together, Cen Shuangluo wiped the sweat from nervousness on his forehead.

He pinched the spirit formula in his hand, and was about to set fire to these fallen leaves, dead branches and dust.

Just as he raised his hand, Cen Shuangluo suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him.

He didn't look back, and instinctively dodged sideways, and sure enough, a sword brushed past his waist, almost cutting him off in the middle.

If he had hesitated a little at that time, his half life might have been lost.

Having escaped the crisis of his life, Cen Shuangluo had time to look at the attacker, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a dragon bone sword.

It is exactly the same as the dragon bone sword that appeared in his dream and showed him the scene of Luo Qingyu and Xuanyuanze killing each other.

Except for this sword, the other swords around did not move.

Although the blow just now did not hurt Cen Shuangluo, it tore through his snake-scale belt.

The snake scale belt was transformed from his shed skin, which cannot be destroyed by ordinary weapons.But the dragon bone sword can live and work in Jianzhong, of course it is not ordinary.

The shed skin of the young Tengjiao was broken with a light stroke of the keel sword.

The things hidden inside fell down one by one.

There are silver taels, herbs, clothes that Cen Shuangluo bought to pretend to be someone else, and a water-blue bead the size of a goose egg.

It was Ying Long Neidan that he finally got, and even separated from Ying Wushou because of it!

This inner alchemy did not fall on the ground, but was suspended in the air, emitting a light blue light.

Seeing the Neidan appearing, the keel sword stopped attacking Cen Shuangluo, but stood in the air, emitting the same color of light.

Cen Shuangluo immediately understood that the Dragon Bone Sword must be related to Yinglong Neidan.

In the dream, he might have eaten Yinglong Neidan, so the Dragon Bone Sword would lean towards him, showing him what he wanted to see.

At this moment, he hadn't taken the inner alchemy yet, and he cast a spell related to the dragon clan on the sword mound, which attracted the dragon bone sword's attack.

The Dragon Bone Sword's killing intent did not diminish, it just stopped for a while at Yinglong Neidan, and the next moment, it bypassed Yinglong Neidan and headed straight for Cen Shuangluo.

Cen Shuangluo dodged several attacks in embarrassment, but the speed of the Dragon Bone Sword was getting faster and faster, and it was no longer something his skills could resist.

What's even more frightening is that Yinglong Neidan seems to be echoing the Dragon Bone Sword, adding strength to the Dragon Bone Sword.

It seemed that if he wanted to avoid the attack of the dragon bone sword, he had to take Yinglong Neidan.

But once he takes the inner alchemy, his body will be filled with domineering dragon energy, which belongs to the power of the dragon clan, which will make him temporarily cognitively dissonant, sometimes sober, sometimes domineering, and sometimes naive.

And the process of absorbing Yinglong Neidan will take at least ten years.

He planned to find a safe place, take the inner alchemy, and dormant for ten years before leaving the customs.

How can one take inner alchemy in such a dangerous place as Jianzhong?

But the power of the Dragon Bone Sword is getting stronger and stronger, and Cen Shuangluo's foundation-building skills alone can no longer support it.Raising one's strength to the Golden Core stage rashly will also attract attacks from Wanjian.

Left and right are dead, it is better to gamble!

Yinglong Neidan will temporarily release huge power, turning him into a giant dragon, which may be able to withstand Wan Jian's attack, so that the sword in the sword mound can't help him for the time being.

He will also use this power to rush out of the sword mound and find a deep sea to hide.

No matter how strong Luo Qingyu is, it will be difficult for the long sword to exert its power when it enters the sea.

Cen Shuangluo seemed destined to find a way out in the midst of life and death, he had no way out, so he had to fight.

He turned into his original form, and opened his mouth to swallow Yinglong Neidan at the moment Wan Jian became agitated.

As soon as the inner alchemy entered, the Dragon Bone Sword stopped attacking.

But when a keel sword stopped, tens of thousands of divine swords "Cen Cen" sounded, almost breaking through the seal, and smashing this little dragonfly that dared to appear in the sword mound into thousands of pieces.

Under the influence of Neidan, Cen Shuangluo's body became bigger and bigger, his eyes were red, his brain was impacted by dragon energy, and his sanity completely disappeared.

A huge white dragon raised its head to the sky and groaned, as if it was declaring war on Wan Jian.

Come on, let's see if your swords are strong, or my scales are strong enough!

Under such provocation, countless swords clanged and slowly flew out from the rock wall.

But faster than these swords is a stone slab.

A strange sword stood on the stone slab.

It is spliced ​​by two semi-circles, one semi-circle to the left and one semi-circle to the right, connected by a brocade belt in the middle.

This sword has no hilt, and the place where the sword is held is the brocade belt in the middle.

The brocade sash fell, and two circular arcs flew down from the stone slab. The arcs became deeper and merged into a circle.

The circular sword rotated so fast that only a circle of light remained, so fast that it was difficult for human eyes to capture its traces.

So fast that even light can't keep up with it.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the white dragon's vertical pupils turned together as he looked at the round sword.

The stone slab that dragged the round sword was broken, revealing a piece of scale armor, engraved with lines of thoughts handed down from ancient times on the scale armor.

One of the lines reads: "This is a taboo method, practitioners must never use this method to refine creatures. Those who violate it will not become demons or live, the blood will not stop, and the spirit will not die or be born."

This is exactly the scale armor that Ying Wuchou left in the Qingtian Sword Sect, and it is his most powerful and mysterious spiritual sense scale armor.

The scale armor flew into the circle of light of the circular sword, bursting into splendor.

In an instant, the entire Jianzhong Mountain was enveloped by this ray of light, even Cen Shuangluo who had turned into a giant dragon was no exception.

And this ray of light disappeared in just an instant, and as the ray of light disappeared, the spiritual sense scales, the round sword, and the white dragonfly all disappeared.

It was as if they had never appeared in this time and space.

The Jindanqi sword cultivator who was guarding the door sensed a change in the sword mound, and immediately contacted the elders of the sect.

The elder didn't dare to enter the sword mound at will, so he could only speculate through the changes in the formation. It seemed that a disciple caused a thousand swords to scream and then disappeared in the sword mound.

Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivator: "The disciple of the Deacon Hall broke through to the Golden Core Stage after his epiphany in the Sword Tomb, and was killed by the divine swords, right? Why was he so careless and broke through the realm in the Sword Tomb? I am really hurt he!"

The elder said: "Looking at the changes in the formation, it seems that there is no sign of anyone alive now. I will go to Elder Yu Zheng and ask him to find out which disciple died."

Jindanqi Sword Cultivator: "Elder Yu Zheng is fighting with the people of Wandu Sect, and he can't escape for the time being."

The elder asked: "Didn't Luo Qingyu return the meat Ganoderma lucidum? What else is Wandumen thinking?"

Jin Danqi Sword Cultivator said: "I heard that Wan Du Sect wanted compensation, but Elder Yu Zheng and the head of the sect refused, so they asked for a fight. Two wins in three rounds, if we win, they will leave, if they win, not only For compensation, Luo Qingyu's sword bone must be drawn!"

The elder said: "Then let's wait for a while, and then bring up this matter after their fighting is over, so as not to distract them."

The two came outside the square where they were fighting, and waited outside for their fighting to end.

On the other side, Cen Shuangluo, who disappeared inexplicably, only felt dizzy for a while, as if he was flying at extreme speed, and seemed to be spinning in circles, and he didn't seem to be moving at all.

His body seemed to be torn apart by an extremely terrifying force, but there was another gentle force wrapping him within it, no matter how terrifying the attack was, it couldn't hurt him.

Cen Shuangluo had already lost his mind due to the power of the inner alchemy, but now he was dizzy again, as if he was drunk and dazed.

After shaking for a long time, finally when the surroundings became quiet, Cen Shuangluo moved his paws, opened his eyes, and looked around with the eyes of a newborn dragon who is not afraid of tigers.

He found that he seemed to be still on Jianzhong Mountain, but the season was different from before.

It was autumn before, the ground was full of fallen leaves, and the mountains were gray.

At this moment, it seems to be spring, and the mountains and plains are full of colorful wild flowers, and the mountain flowers are blooming.

All the swords on the sword mound also disappeared, and I don't know where they went.

When Cen Shuangluo saw these flowers, his mood suddenly became very good. He lost his mind and had no worries or plans for a rainy day. He felt that this place was safe and beautiful, so he didn't think about where he was and why he appeared here. Is there any danger here?

He, want, play, spend!

The huge white dragonfly rolled on the ground, and changed from the size of a small hill to a one-meter-long small dragonfly. His four small claws ran quickly and rolled into the flowers to rub his back.

I was rolling vigorously, and suddenly there was a sound of "哗啦" and "哗啦" from a very close place.

It seems that many chains have trapped something, and when that thing moves, this kind of sound will come out.

The head of the little dragonfly rolling in the flowers popped out, and there was a small pink flower on the bulge on the top of its head.

The bulging place should be horns, a small horn grows a little bit against the scales, and the scales around the horns can't fall off, so it clamps such a flower.

With a kick of its paw, Xiao Tengjiao ran towards the place where the sound came from.

It's on a large platform on the mountainside.

Xiao Tengjiao climbed up the mountain wall, exposed his head with the little pink flower on it, and looked towards the platform.

I saw a man in only unlined clothes, his hands and feet were chained, sitting on the platform.

His white single clothes were stained red with blood, and the clothes were broken in many places, the front of the clothes was open, and there were several bloody sword marks on his chest.

A hundred meters above him, countless densely packed flying swords were aimed at him, as if they wanted to attack, but did not dare to attack.

Cen Shuangluo blinked, he knew this person, this is Ying Wuchou!

The irrational little Tengjiao ran over quickly, regardless of danger, and came to Ying Wuchou's legs.

Ying Wushou's eyes were red, but her eyes were very distracted, and her eyes were not focused on the little dragonfly.

He just couldn't see it.

Ying Wushou twitched her nose and said, "What kind of creature dares to barge into my side? You are not afraid, will I refine you?"

The little dragonfly crawled along Ying Wuchou's thighs, onto his shoulders, and arched Ying Wuchou's neck with his head.

So comfortable!Cen Shuangluo thought to himself.

Without the shackles of reason, he finally did what he always wanted to do——

Rubbing on Ying Wushou's body, rubbing hard, rubbing all the smell on Ying Wushou's body!

He doesn't care how dangerous Ying Wushou looks now, just rub it if you want!

The cold touch of the scales spread from the skin of the neck to Ying Wuchou's heart, and he moved his nose.

"Flower fragrance? Where did the flowers come from?"

Ying Wuchou raised her hand, touched Xiao Tengjiao's head, took off the little pink flower on his head, put it under her nose and sniffed it.

"Very fragrant, I like it." Ying Wushou said softly.

Cen Shuangluo was so happy that he raised his head and touched Ying Wuchou's face with his mouth.

Oh, so comfortable!

The feeling of numbness spread all over his body, Xiao Tengjiao seemed to be drunk, wrapped his tail around Ying Wuchou's arm, and rolled on his back.