Sword Breaks Nine Heavens

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In the early morning, the wind was bitter.

Ji Tianxing flapped his golden wings and flew over a lofty mountain, fast as lightning.

He has been flying all-out for several hours, from the early morning until now, he has never stopped.

This time he went to Buried Xinghai alone, only taking the little black dragon and Qianyue with him.

As time passed, the rising sun rose to the east, gradually climbed to the sky, and slowly slanted westward, until it fell into the sky.

The process of rushing is very boring, while Ji Tianxing flies, recalling the previous events.

When he went to Anningshan to rescue his father that day, Funeral Tian appeared at a critical moment and rescued his father.

The matter was urgent at that time, he had many questions in his heart, and he didn't have time to ask the funeral day.

Later in the few days in Yunling Palace, he was full of thoughts about his father's injury, and he had no time to talk about it with Funeral.

Now on the way, he recalled what happened that day, and called out in his mind.

"Fun Tian, ​​are you still asleep?"

After a while, Funeral's voice sounded in his mind, and his tone was calm: "I am not badly hurt, I don't need to sleep."

"Well, that's also true." Ji Tianxing replied and asked quickly: "Fangtian, you have been in the tomb of the sword **** before, and you have never appeared before. I thought you could not show up...

Did I swallow the hundreds of years of skill of the ancient Qingfeng tree and restore a lot of vitality to you, so you can incarnate? "

Funeral hesitated for a moment before he explained in a strong voice: "Yes, but not all.

The hundreds of years of skill of that old tree really restored me a lot of vitality.

However, I am just a broken sword soul, and the body can only be sealed in the sword monument or exist in the divine sword.

The black robe phantom I showed that day was a ghostly clone of me.

Casting the Soul Clone is very energy intensive, and my strength is too little restored after all, so the Soul Clone is a bit weak.

If I can restore my five success strengths, and the ghost clones I have displayed, I can easily kill the two demon commanders in seconds. "

"Soul clone? So that's it!" Ji Tianxing suddenly realized, and asked expectantly: "Then can you teach me the secret technique of the **** clone?

And your avatar, can you teach me the two swordsmanship you used? "

He knew very well that only the supreme powerhouse of the Primordial Spirit Realm could display the true Primordial Spirit clone.

If he could have a clone, it would be too powerful, and he could do many things that ordinary powerhouses could not do. The magical effects are endless!

And the swordsmanship performed by the avatar of the funeral sky is even more magical and unparalleled, which makes him very heartwarming!

Funeral groaned for a moment, and said solemnly: "The Clone Secret Art that I use must at least wait until you reach the Soul Refining Realm before you can try to cultivate, but it is not guaranteed to succeed.

As for the swordsmanship that I use as a clone, you will be able to practice it after you practice the way of the sword heart.

That is the way of the sword soul! You have to wait until you reach the Soul Refining Realm before you can practice! "

"It turns out that after the Tao of Sword Heart is practiced, one has to practice the Tao of Sword Soul... But you have to wait until the Soul Refining Realm before you can practice?"

Ji Tianxing was suddenly depressed.

Regardless of the secret technique of the avatar of the soul or the way of the soul of the sword, he was extremely eager and eager to cultivate and master.

However, the basis for cultivating these two powerful secret techniques is to achieve the Soul Refining Realm!

He was silent and didn't say much, his desire to improve his strength became more and more urgent!

Without knowing it, night fell.

Ji Tianxing was still galloping high in the sky, without stopping in the middle, or even slowing down.

He has crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, but he is still far away from Qingyun Mountain.

The bitter cold wind from the high sky blew away his white robe and long hair, but he could not shake his determination and will in the slightest.

The long night passed quickly.

When the sky was bright again, he finally reached the Qingyun Mountain.

He looked firm and looked at the vast mountain range in front of him calmly, and muttered in his heart: "Finally, I have arrived at the Qingyun Mountain, and I will soon reach the Burial Xinghai!"

Qingyun Mountain is located in the southwest of Zhongzhou City, more than 30,000 miles apart.

This area, between the imperial court of the human race and the imperial court of the demon race, is a land off the beaten track.

And because of the existence of Buried Star Sea, the Qingyun Mountain Range has become a forbidden place, which is extremely dangerous, and waiting for the idle martial artist to dare not enter.

When Ji Tianxing flew in the high sky, he saw the endless and majestic mountains, covered with lush ancient jungles.

Towering trees as high as tens of meters can be seen everywhere here.

He didn't need to go into the jungle to check, he also knew that there were endless spiritual flowers and grasses growing in the Qingyun Mountains, as well as countless monsters.

After all, the sky above the mountains is filled with a strong aura, as well as the fragrance of spiritual flowers and herbs.

There are groups of monsters and birds flying in the sky, making clear calls.

There was a roar of beasts constantly in the mountains, and occasionally powerful monsters slaughtered and fought, making earth-shaking noises.

When Ji Tianxing crossed many majestic mountains, there would be some unopened monster birds~www.wuxiaspot.com~ rushing over to besiege him.

Those monsters and birds that have not been in contact with people for a long time have low intelligence and strong aggressiveness, and they also regard him as a prey object.

The result is unquestionable, most of those monster beast birds are high-level monster beasts, and their strength is equivalent to the Profound Realm.

Ji Tianxing was basically too lazy to pay attention to it, and easily broke through the group of birds and continued on his way.

If he encounters some monster beasts that are chasing after him, he will release thousands of sword lights with his palm, strangling a group of monster beast birds into pieces, and spilling blood into the sky.

In this way, one day passed quickly.

He didn't reach the depths of Qingyun Mountain until the evening when the sun set.

In the clear sky ahead, thick clouds gradually appeared, covering the sky and the sun.

The mountains have also become much lower, and there are no longer high mountains and dangerous peaks.

There are only a thousand-meter-high, winding mountain range lying prone in the wild forest.

Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing showed a look of anticipation, and whispered in a low voice: "The boundless sea of ​​woods, the thick clouds and white fog that cover the sky and the sun... It seems that this is the sea of ​​buried stars!"

He lowered his flight altitude, and flew towards the sea of ​​buried stars shrouded in clouds and mist.

However, just as he was about to arrive at the Sea of ​​Burial Stars and was about to dive into the vast clouds and mist, a colorful aura suddenly lit up in the sky behind him.

In that dazzling colorful aura, there is a tall and lanky figure.

It was a middle-aged human man wearing a black robe, with a face like a rock with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes as deep as the night sky contained an indifferent and detached temperament.

He gallops high in the sky, as fast as an aurora, and can span ten miles with every step.

After a short while, he caught up with Ji Tianxing and stopped in front of Ji Tianxing with a "swish".

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