Above the Immortal Cultivation

While Mei Shuang was looking for a place to recover from his injuries, the lion-headed masked male cultivator and Liu Yun were in a state of collapse under the crazy attacks of the monsters, but Liu Yun's situation was slightly better.

On the ground battlefield, the two-headed flame lion took the lead, spewing out high-temperature and overbearing flames, with a hint of the might of the sky spirit fire. This fire was bright red and bright, like a fire elf entangled with the high-temperature spirit fire blasted by the lion-headed male cultivator's magic weapon, causing him to retreat step by step. Fortunately, he had a deep foundation and strong mana, and he took red pills the size of copper coins from time to time, so he persisted for half a day.

As we all know, once a cultivator releases an anomaly, the anomaly is like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring and harvesting the cultivator's mana. The cultivator's mana will be completely consumed in half an incense stick of time at most. This shows that the lion-headed male cultivator is extraordinary.

As his spiritual fire and the two-headed flame lion entangled in a stalemate, the other seven powerful monsters used their own magical powers to attack the male cultivator continuously, with green wind blades, brutal strength, strong horns, and violent iron hooves... Fortunately, the flame defense around the male cultivator was extremely strong, as if an ancient phoenix surrounded him and protected him tightly.

The sky was originally a battlefield that belonged only to the strong men in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and above. However, Liuyun possessed the rare and unique spiritual roots of the ancient times, plus his "Stepping on the Cloud" footwork that he had cultivated to a small degree, and the "Heavenly Cloud Art" of the middle level of the Lingyun Sect, a large sect of his own sect. Pure and incomparable white sword auras were sprinkled on the six monsters that surrounded him. The other five monsters were easier to deal with, but often when he seized the opportunity to kill one of the monster birds, Qingpeng's sharp claws suddenly came and crushed his sword aura with one claw, which made him sigh helplessly.

After such a long stalemate, Liuyun gradually became impatient. He looked at the little girl who was still riding on the carp grass monster's neck in the air in the middle of the lake, and a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Swish!"

Seeing this, Qingpeng made a clear and high-pitched cry to the white clouds, and a circle of sky-blue air waves instantly enveloped the girl and the carp grass monster.

And Liuyun, who was supposed to be far away in the sky, came to the panicked girl who covered her mouth tightly, and slashed at the sky-blue air waves with a sword.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The sword energy from this sword was very different from the previous one. When the green air wave encountered the traceless sword energy, it shattered with a "bang, bang, bang". However, the carp grass monster seemed to have known that Liuyun had been conserving his strength. With his hands raised, countless golden threads appeared from behind him. The dense golden threads "swooshed" like arrows and shot towards the sword energy. When they intersected each other, the golden threads tightly bound the sword energy. In the sticking and pulling, the sword energy disappeared.

"Hehe..."

The girl laughed pleasantly when she saw this, but the carp grass monster was as if facing a great enemy. It shook slightly, and the golden threads surrounded it and the girl in three layers inside and outside in an instant.

Seeing that his move was ineffective, Liuyun did not make any expression. In the light of the wind and clouds, before the other five demon birds could react, he was in a trance and returned to the battlefield in the sky. He looked at the infinitely high sky and said lightly: "Black Sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole sky was covered with dark clouds in an instant. Countless lightnings jumped silently in the dark clouds. A strong wind suddenly rose, and the world fell into darkness. Only Liuyun, dressed in white, was left stepping on a white cloud that had condensed at some point and was extremely pure. It was shining and bathed in endless darkness.

At the same time, in the dark sky, countless black clouds quickly intertwined and merged to form a black sword that was as black as ink and hung upside down.

The black sword was so powerful that it seemed to fall from the sky and break the earth in the next moment. It was extremely terrifying.

The vision of Lingyun Sect's "Sky Cloud Art" is sword cloud, which means that the sky is filled with countless cloud swords composed of white clouds. No matter in the sky or underground, they are all attacked indiscriminately, leaving no escape.

However, with the blessing of Liuyun Jueyun Spiritual Root and the peerless "Stepping on the Cloud" body technique, the vision of Jianyun has undergone a drastic change.

In the world, only black and white are the most clear.

His cloud black sword, combined with his own magic weapon white Liuyun Sword, is combined into a new Yin-Yang Heavenly Sword. He gently moves the black cloud black sword, and the huge black sword shrinks rapidly, breaks through the air, and merges with his Liuyun Sword.

"Boom!"

When the two merged, a black and white Yin-Yang pattern surrounded Liuyun, and his Liuyun Sword was black and white, Yin and Yang blended, and waves of shocking sword intent surged wildly on the sword body.

Liuyun's eyes were clear and his expression was stern. He lightly swung a sword at the six demon birds trembling around him.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, countless sword qi, sword marks, and sword auras were like turbulent flow, and the space suddenly shattered with a "crackling" sound. The five demon birds were strangled to death in an instant.

Qingpeng burst out a ball of pure green light to cover himself, and let out a deafening cry, and then was wrapped by countless sword marks. "Chiu", this was the last scream of Qingpeng.

Liuyun did not stop, and swung a few swords at the demon beasts that besieged the lion-headed male cultivator. When the male cultivator saw it, his eyelids twitched. He had to escape, otherwise, he would also be swallowed by the torrent of sword auras.

"Ah!"

He roared wildly, and the phantom of the Bi'an behind him, which was holding his fiery red spirit sword, roared to the sky and plunged into his spirit sword. The spirit sword burst out a ball of extreme red, carrying him up to the sky, and when the surging sword aura came, he rushed out dangerously.

"Woo oh!"

A tidal wave of flames from the double-headed flaming lion spurted out towards Jian Gang, but was wiped out in a snap by Jian Gang's stranglehold. The sword tide was like a wave, covering all eight demonic beasts.

"Ho! Roar! Roar..."

In less than five breaths, all the sounds disappeared without a trace. In the world, apart from the trembling carp and grass monster, there was also a little girl with big round eyes, full of disbelief, and her face turned red from fright.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The mask of the lion-headed male cultivator was broken, and he coughed and slowly fell to the ground from a very high distance, and came to Liu Yun. Liu Yun glanced at him with a smile, and looked at the carp grass monster and the little girl in the middle of the lake.

"Fellow Daoist Liuyun has great supernatural powers, which opened my eyes to the five beasts. I used to be dismissive of you, Brother Liu, but now I admire you to the extreme. It is no exaggeration to think that you are the number one person in the Golden Core Stage of Northern Xinjiang." The five beasts said sincerely.

"Haha, you don't have to be too modest, fellow Five Daoists. You are also a legend in our Northern Territory. I admire you very much." Liu Yun said seriously.

He knew that this man had been fishing in the Linglong Sea with his mortal father since he was a child. When he was seven years old, he went to sea with his father and escaped from death under the huge waves and ended up living on a desert island. The Master of the Soul-Calling Bee, who had no idea why he was cultivating immortality, spent more than twenty years in confusion, and was met by a mid-stage god-transformation monk from the Four Beast Sect who was about to run out of life. After recognizing his master, he was given a card of his own order and traveled to the end of the Linglong Sea, hoping to discover the true meaning of life and the mystery of ascension.

He took the token and went to the Four Beasts Sect. With three spiritual roots, he was directly accepted as a core true disciple. He was carefully trained by the Four Beasts Sect. The number of Soul Recalling Bees also increased greatly, and he became his right-hand man.

His soul was originally far superior to ordinary people. Forged by the soul-calling bees and the secret methods of the Four Beast Sect, it was even more stable and indestructible. Although his qualifications were average, he was unique in controlling beasts and fit in well with the Four Beast Sect. The top-level heaven-level skills have made his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.

For a time, he became a legend in the entire northern Xinjiang.