Cultivation: I can reincarnate in the heavens

To recruit guards on Giant Mastiff Island, the disciples of the big sect would not bother to go there, and they could not afford the price. The only people they could recruit were monks and casual cultivators from small and medium-sized sects.

Most of these people have done business without capital.

Therefore, recruiting guards will not only fail to ensure your own safety, but will also cause trouble.

It is an unwise move.

In addition, Xu Xingming's cultivation level is that of the True Lord of Dao Dan. With this cultivation level, he already has a certain strength to run rampant in the Wangchuan Sea.

Walking alone is much safer than leaving in groups.

Since he chose to go alone, Song Dao didn't even need to guess that the best time for Xu Xing to leave Giant Mastiff Island would be the night after the banquet.

He pretended to recruit guards to paralyze the cultivators with malicious intentions, and then took advantage of this opportunity to sneak away.

the other side.

After leaving Yunhua Tower, Song Dao first went to Feiyu Pavilion. After changing his clothes, he secretly left and went to the outside of Giant Mastiff Island to set up traps.

The traps are three third-level high-grade formations, namely the trapping formation, the killing formation, and the phantom formation.

It was him who, as the leader, asked Feiyu Pavilion to rent the formation flag.

Although "Yan Sheng" did not reveal to him the location of Langhuan Pavilion, a hermit sect.

But from the few words he exchanged with Xu Xing, he roughly guessed that Langhuan Pavilion was probably located in the western sea area outside Wangchuan.

Some customs cannot be faked.

"To ensure that there is no mistake, Nandao Friend, you will be stationed on the east side of Giant Mastiff Island."

"Once Yan Sheng's trace is confirmed, if it is to the west, you will rush to support with all your strength. If it is to the east, I will rush to respond."

After Song Dao hid the last formation flag, he gave Nanlu a transmission note.

"Yan Sheng" stayed on Giant Mastiff Island for more than a month. This time was enough for Nanlu to rush to Giant Mastiff Island from the island where the Mingquan Sect was stationed.

At this time, Nanlu was hiding near Giant Mastiff Island. "learn."

After a while, a transmission note flew past Song Dao, rising and falling, containing Nanlu's clear voice like a silver bell.

A true king from Feiyu Immortal Palace and a true king from Ningquan Sect. Logically speaking, they were feuding, but under the mediation of Song Dao, the two joined forces.

"Get a scapegoat."

"I have the confidence to settle the score with Xu Xing."

A fire ignited in Song Dao's palm, burning the transmission notes to pieces, leaving no evidence.

then.

He used the breath talisman to eliminate the breath near the formation, leaving no trace.

"Just wait until the fish takes the bait." Song Dao said proudly.

He turned into a ray of light and returned to Giant Mastiff Island. He came to the streets of Giant Mastiff Island Fang City and inquired about "Yan Sheng".

Since "Yan Sheng" wants to recruit guards, the news will definitely be revealed in the city.

really. It didn't take long.

Song Dao saw "Yan Sheng" in a black cloak sitting cross-legged behind a stall, closing his eyes and concentrating.

On the stall, there is a flag hanging, which says "recruiting guards". The asking price is also extremely high, a monk in the Huandan realm is 500,000 spirit shells, and a Daodan realm monk is 2 million spirit shells.

A total of three Dao Dan realm monks and seven Huan Dan realm monks were recruited. The mission time is only half a month.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Seeing this, Song Dao sneered.

Monks in the Dao Dan Realm have extraordinary status, so they are not so easy to recruit.

In his opinion, "Yan Sheng's" behavior was just a trick to deceive the monks on Giant Mastiff Island who coveted his wealth.

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

A dark shadow quietly left Yunhua Tower, turned into a ray of light, and left Giant Mastiff Island, heading outside the island.

After the black shadow left, several more rays of light lit up on Giant Mastiff Island, following the black shadow, keeping the distance between the two parties within thirteen miles.

Thirteen miles is the range of normal Dao Dan Zhenjun's spiritual consciousness exploration outside of war. However, not long after these rays of light lit up on the sea, they dimmed and faded, turning into blood flowers and disappearing into the sea water.

“A little junior”

"This is not worth taking out that skill, Fellow Daoist Yan. Please beg me to take action once."

The black shadow stood in the void, took out a token from his sleeve, and transmitted the sound through the sound transmission array to Xu Xing, who was a hundred miles away.

His face is exactly the same as "Yan Sheng" after Xu Xing disguised himself.

As if carved from the same mold.

"This time, Yan learned the news from his friends that there will be a true king who will block my way and kill me to seize the treasure. Yan has practiced hard since he was a child and is not good at killing, so he asked his seniors to take action."

In the sound transmission array, Xu Xing's clear voice slowly revealed the secret.

"Senior has fought hard against the Dao Lord and killed him, but he will definitely be able to capture the True Lord with ease."

He said again, complimenting the other person.

This fake Yan Sheng was none other than the old man who was present at the auction.

At the auction, Xu Xing sent a spiritual message to the old man who buried the halberd and asked him to meet. Later, he paid a price and asked the old man to help him take action.

And the price he paid was not a side item, it was the "Kunpeng Immortal Technique of Killing Life" that he got in the copy world.

This secret technique is extremely valuable. Not to mention tens of millions of spirit shells.

However, skills and secrets do not have a fixed value like resources. It does not hurt to make a copy in front of the holder.

Of course, in this transaction, Xu Xing's magic spell for the old man Burying the Halberd was only the first part. As for the second part, it was agreed that he would give it to him after the matter was completed.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, we have agreed that if the people blocking the road are members of the Sect, I will not take action to offend them."

The old man who buried the halberd reminded Xu Xing.

Among the ten major sect disciples, only the ten major sects can be killed. This is one of the unspoken rules of Donghuang State.

Small sects and casual cultivators who dare to kill the disciples of the superior will be severely punished by the superior, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Even though he was respected in Dao Dan territory and could even kill the weak Nascent Soul Dao Lord, he was still unwilling to provoke the Shangjiao.

The superior can easily suppress him by sending a Taoist king at will. "This is inevitable!"

Xu Xing said with a smile: "How can the disciples of the Shangji value our little wealth? Those who block the way to seize the treasure must be rogue cultivators. They are poor, so they block the way to seize the treasure."

"That's right, it's impossible for a disciple of the sect to do such dirty things."

The old man buried the halberd nodded, "Even demon sects such as the Nether Spring Sect will not do this."

He understood the meaning of Xu Xing's words.

Even if the robbers are disciples of the Sect, for the sake of the reputation of the sect, they usually hide their identities and will not be exposed easily.

Just pay attention to propriety.

There is no need to retreat away from the disciples of your superiors.

Just as the two of them were talking.

Song Dao arrived, pretending to be a pirate, and used a red magic sword to kill the old man buried with a halberd.

The magic sword bloomed with sword light, reflecting the sea surface in a radius of half a mile red. While the flying sword was killing the enemy, Song Dao was twisted again and used three or four spells.

The powerful impact of the spell caused a whirlpool to roll up on the calm sea surface, the waves surged wildly, and giant waves hundreds of feet high were set off.

Faced with this violent offensive, even the old man Buried Halberd did not dare to confront him head-on. He used his magic power and lightly stepped back hundreds of steps to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the spell.

The red flying sword was flicked by his sleeve, wiping out the aura and hitting the side.

However, Song Dao's offensive was not over yet. The flying swords and spells were just his feint attacks.

When the old man buried the halberd was avoiding the huge waves, a large black flag broke out of the waves and danced gently. Three or four gray ghosts walked out of the big flag and pounced on the old man buried the halberd. They were very fast and as if Ghost.

"Soul Refining Flag?

The old man who buried the halberd was surprised.

He was pretending to be Yan Sheng at this time, and he was helpless.

Fa used his signature skills.

So he pondered for a moment and threw out a handful of black sand. This black sand looks like gravel, but in fact it is a poisonous spider that is only an inch in size and covered in pitch black.

This poisonous spider is called the Soul-eating Spider. Although it is not of a high level, it has miraculous effects on dealing with ghosts such as souls.

The veteran Zhenjun has almost no weaknesses or shortcomings. Even if you don't use your special skills.

The Soul-eating Spider collided with several ghost kings controlled by the Soul Refining Banner. Although they failed to defeat these ghost kings, their attributes were incompatible and bought the old man Burial Halberd some time to deal with them calmly.

He raised his right hand, and there were faint yellow awns on the tips of his raised index and ring fingers. These yellow awns gradually became brighter, like gold.

"Golden Flame Finger!"

The old man who buried the halberd fired a few golden finger blows and destroyed the incoming ghost king.

And all this happened in the midst of lightning and thunder, not even three breaths of time.

"Get into formation!"

However, Song Dao, who was standing in the air on the opposite side, was not panicked at all. He had already buried a large formation here, either mentally or not.

Even if the strength of "Yan Sheng" exceeds his expectations, he still has the strength to deal with it.

The battle just now only forced "Yan Sheng" to step into the trap he set.

The words fell.

In an instant, poles of formation flags broke out of the sea and formed a formation.

The mysterious formation enveloped the entire world, surrounding the old man Burying Ji and Song Dao himself.

"Just a little trick

When the old man buried the halberd saw this scene, he was not worried about his situation.

He glanced at the array flags and quickly spotted a flaw, then bit his lip and spit out a mouthful of blood, preparing to escape with the blood. There is at least a gap of two to three breaths between the formation and formation of the formation. This gap is the flaw.

Even if the formation is arranged early, the time to fall into the formation can be shortened. But this part is flawed.

It still cannot be completely eradicated. "God's will."

At this time, Song Dao no longer deliberately concealed his heels. He snorted coldly, and a three- to four-inch bright silver blade appeared in his palm.

The blade swelled in the wind and turned into a size of more than ten feet. Around the blade, the magic power formed a sword gang, which was extremely evil.

The natal magic weapon of the giant sword lineage is mostly the twin swords of glory and glory.

There is only one natal magic weapon of the Lingxiao lineage, and that is the Lingxiao Sword.

The Lingxiao knife, which was more than ten feet in size, pierced the sky. Even the lingering sound of piercing the air could not catch up with the speed of this knife.

There was only a flash of white light before his eyes. Sonorous!

A deafening metal tremble sounded from a hundred feet in front of Song Dao, and the sea water exploded from this point, turning into rain and pouring straight into the sky, like a white waterfall curtain.

A series of legal principles that combine reality and reality appeared in the space. "What?"

"You blocked it so easily?"

Song Dao opened his eyes wide and looked at "Yan Sheng" who was resisting his Lingxiao Saber in front of him, with a surprised look on his face and a look of disbelief on his face. The inheritance of the superior teachings, the unity of Taoism and Dharma.

To practice the Tao is to practice the Dharma.

Ordinary spells are simply incomparable to the spells used by the disciples of the Sect with their natal magic weapons.

His Lingxiao sword was passed down from Lord Lingxiao and is invincible.

Although this Lingxiao Sword claims its origin and is only a magic weapon of the Dao Dan Realm, its sharpness is far superior to that of the Dao Dan Realm.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he must do his best.

The move he used to stop "Yan Sheng"'s blood escape was his ultimate move.

He could kill a fellow Taoist king without asking for a single move, but "Yan Sheng" easily resisted, which still slightly dampened his self-confidence.

"This golden spur." Song Dao's pupils narrowed.

He had only seen this golden spur a month ago. It is the magic weapon of the old man who buried the halberd!

"Old man buried with halberd?"

"With the combined strength of Nan Lu and I, we should be able to kill him, and with the help of the formation, I must not let anyone know that I blocked the way to seize the treasure."

In Song Dao's eyes, there was an instant murderous intention

boiling.

If he hadn't pretended to be a moral gentleman in the sect, then there would have been a chance for reconciliation between him and the old man who buried the halberd after what happened today.

However, his reputation has spread far and wide, and now he is different from what he looks like. If this matter spreads inside Feiyu Immortal Palace, his reputation will be completely ruined, and his reputation will plummet. That is inevitable.

Yan Sheng held a banquet in Yunhua Tower to "apologise" to him, but he blocked the road and killed Yan Shengyu.

This is a complete hypocrite!

Once he is labeled this way, his future in Feiyu Immortal Palace will be bleak for the rest of his life.

Predictable. As much help as fame brought him in the past, it will backfire on him in the future.

"This fellow Taoist"

"The person you want to rob and kill is not me, but Yan Sheng. I only use money to do things. There is no need for the two of us to live and die." The old man buried the halberd looked at Song Dao, took a deep breath, and cupped his hands.

The blood escape was broken, and he couldn't reveal his trump card to block the will of God. He was extremely depressed at the moment.

But he wouldn't let this little emotion affect the overall situation.

After seeing Song Dao's revealed methods, he still didn't know that this pirate was clearly the first Song Dao of Feiyu Immortal Palace in disguise.

Appearance changes easily.

But the fundamental way is difficult to change.

He didn't want to enmity with Feiyu Immortal Palace for this.

He is not afraid of Song Dao, but he is afraid of Feiyu Immortal Palace behind Song Dao. "It turns out that Senior Zhanji received the mission."

Hearing this, Song Dao smiled and said, "Senior Buried Halberd, don't worry. As long as Senior Buried Halberd tells junior Yan Sheng's whereabouts, junior will let senior walk out of the formation."

"Yan Sheng is the employer."

"I won't tell you his whereabouts. This formation alone cannot trap me."

The old man buried the halberd shook his head.

It's not impossible to betray Yan Sheng, but now he is sure to go out on his own, so how can he be manipulated by Song Dao.

Furthermore, Song Dao was despicable, and he didn't want to fall for Song Dao's ways easily. "That being the case"

Song Dao made a long sound, as if he was about to fall out.

But in an instant, when he was speaking, he quickly took action. The Lingxiao knife was turned over in his hand, and with a hand, it turned into thirteen small weapons, accompanying him, and stabbed in the direction of the old man who buried the halberd. .

"mean!"

The old man buried the halberd cursed angrily, flicked the golden halberd in his hand, and knocked the split blade of the Lingxiao sword to the ground.

Then, he took off the robe he was wrapped in, revealing his muscular upper body.

Streams of black evil spirit spurted out from his pores, and he used Taoism to transform into a two-horned demon god with a size of more than ten feet. It was as powerful as the sky and the earth, and its fierce power was overwhelming.

"No wonder he has the strength to kill the Taoist Lord of the Zhaoming Sect. Just the appearance of this method and his aura are so close to the Taoist Lord."

Song Dao frowned, crossed his hands, and used the power of the formation to surround the old man Burial Halberd, while he retreated outside the formation.

Right now, a close fight with the old man Burying Halberd seemed too aggressive. "Master's Talisman"

Song Dao took out the talisman that Lord Lingxiao had left for him when he passed away.

The talisman is three feet in size and made of jade. Inside is a small silver fish swimming.

If you look closely, you will find that the silver fish is exactly the same as the Lingxiao knife in his hand.

This talisman is made from part of the origin of the Lingxiao Sword.

"The road is difficult. Master left three talismans back then, but now only this last one is left."

Song Dao hesitated whether to take out this talisman to fight the enemy.

The old man who buried the halberd was a veteran true king. If he didn't use the power of the formation, he wouldn't be able to resist.

but---

He also has an enemy named Xu Xing.

Once he uses the talisman left by Lord Lingxiao, Xu Xing's chances of winning against his enemy will be extremely low.

After all, Xu Xing should still be holding the talisman given to him by Dao Lord Jujian. "Fellow Daoist Nan has arrived."

Suddenly, Song Dao sensed the aura of the True Lord coming from the eastern sea.

This aura is the same as Nanlu's. "kill!"

Seeing that Song Dao had a helper, the old man buried the halberd no longer hesitated. He roared angrily, and the shadow of the devil's dharma image gradually solidified, and the two horns on the dharma image's forehead turned into blood, as if cast by blood.

The golden halberd he waved was tinged with blood, and instantly opened a hole in the surrounding formation.

The flags of the three formations instantly dimmed, the flags fell off, and the flagpoles cracked.

"Ghost, go!"

Nanlu patted the soul-nurturing bag, and a quiet spring emerged under her feet.

In an instant, a black ghost shadow attached itself to the demonic form of the old man Burying the Halberd, and began to entangle and threaten his life.

Click! Click! Boom!

Several different voices followed one after another.

The old man buried the halberd tore apart the ghost, and approached Nanlu who was closest to him. The golden halberd swept towards Nanlu, showing no pity for this beauty.

A little bit of blood is sprinkled on the sea.

Nanlu retreated quickly, but still almost lost half her life. "How come you got into trouble with Old Man Burial Halberd?"

She scolded Song Dao.

"Old Man Buried Ji already regards you and me as enemies. Now is not the time to worry about gains and losses. Killing him is the most important thing."

"He suffered from frequent outbursts of essence and blood, and his life is not long. I am most resentful towards you."

Song Dao threw out a sword and helped Nanlu withstand an attack from Old Man Burial Ji. Then he led the seriously injured Nanlu back to the distance and began to attack Old Man Burial Ji with long-range attacks.

A quarter of an hour later.

The old man who buried the halberd gradually became exhausted, and the devil's appearance could no longer be maintained. He was cut through by Song Dao, and he was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

However, Nanlu and Song Dao were not feeling well either. They both suffered moderate injuries at the same time, and the means at their hands were not used at all. "Old guy, you deserve to die."

"You actually treated me so cruelly."

Nanlu sneered, spitting out a stream of ghostly fire, burning the body of the old man Burying Halberd. Just a wink.

The deep fire burned the old man Burian Ji to death alive.

"Go back to Giant Mastiff Island first, and put Yan Sheng's matter aside for now." Song Dao suggested.

Both of them were injured this time, and it was most important to return to Giant Mastiff Island to recuperate. However, before he could say these words, he felt a sense of crisis behind him, his scalp went numb, and he immediately rushed forward without hesitation.

"Be careful, get back!"

In the flash of lightning, he didn't bother to take Nan Lu away, he only had time to inform Nan Lu.

But obviously. This warning was in vain. "No!"

Nan Lu had no time to retreat and looked back with a look of horror on her face.

She saw a gray feather approaching her at a very fast speed. In her pupils, the gray feathers were divided into two, two, three, and three million, and they were densely packed, like the light of a heavy sword.

She didn't even mention her resistance. It seems that this gray feather can affect people's emotions.

Gray feathers touched her.

Dantian, Zifu, Huangting.

One obstacle after another was pierced, and finally she reached her Dao Pill. Click!

The Tao Pill, which was as bright as gold, turned into powder in an instant, and her soul hidden in the Tao Pill was also crushed into powder.

Under darkness.

The sea surface, which was stirred up by several huge waves, gradually returned to calm.

Only the endless blood on the sea can prove the danger just now.

"Song Zhenjun, long time no see."

Xu Xing pulled down the storage bag from Nan Ling's waist, and then looked at the blood-stained Song Dao in white clothes in the distance with a smile.

"Are you Yan Sheng?"

Song Dao frowned.

Under the cover of the black cloak, he couldn't see Xu Xing's face clearly, but he remembered Xu Xing's voice clearly.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Xu Xing looked at the body of the old man who buried the halberd, and shook his head.

Shaking his head, "Fellow Daoist Song said nicely. He is from a well-known and upright family. He is willing to help Yan send the dead puppet to Langhuan Pavilion."

"Unexpectedly, fellow Daoist Song actually shouted to catch the thief, and he planned to kill people and seize the treasure."

"Fortunately, Yan had a foresight and invited the old man Buried Ji with a heavy treasure to help him. This solved the disaster and prevented it from falling into the hands of villains."

He mocked Song Daodao.

"Your Excellency has been hiding for a long time. If you just want to laugh at Song, there is no need for this."

Song Dao took a deep look at Xu Xing, wondering what Xu Xing was selling.

Yan Sheng lured the old man to take action to resolve his crisis, and then sat back and watched the old man to die. This Yan Sheng had a dark heart and was definitely not a kind person.

At this time, he acted like a winner, definitely not to ridicule him. But it should have another purpose.

"Old Burian Ji died because he was killed by you and Nanlu." "Nanlu died because he was assassinated by me."

"I think we should have the same interests. Keep this secret and find other benefits."

Xu Xing said slowly.

Nanlu and Song Dao were not close friends, so Song Dao would not feel bad at all if he killed Nanlu. The only worry is that he is afraid of the revenge of the Mingquan Sect.

"Yan Daoyou"

"You don't seem to be as pure and kind as you appear to be."

Hearing these words, Song Dao's expression softened slightly. He put away the Lingxiao knife and took the relics of the old man who buried the halberd. "This time, you and I have benefited, and we have leverage on each other. We are not allies but allies."

"Three years later, there will be a banquet at Yunhua Tower."

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Song can give me a favor?"

Xu Xing smiled.

"Want to accompany you.

Song Dao nodded and cupped his hands.

With their own setbacks, the two did not dare to stay on the battlefield for a long time. They left the battlefield one after another and immediately rushed away from the Giant Mastiff Island.

No matter it is the old man Burying Ji or Nan Luo, they are both people with sensitive identities. If you stay for a long time, things will change.

However, after Xu Xing and Song Dao walked about several thousand miles, they arrived at an unfamiliar sea area.

Suddenly the formations under their feet overlapped.

A layer of colorful formations surrounded the two of them.

Song Dao wanted to retreat quickly, but a green wooden sword suddenly stood in front of him.

"Fu Bao?"

"A talisman of the giant sword lineage?"

"Are you Xu Xing?"

After seeing this iconic natal magic weapon, Song Dao was shocked and understood everything instantly.

No wonder "Yan Sheng" would rather pay a premium than let him buy a scapegoat.

No one is willing to do anything to capitalize on the enemy.

However, what he couldn't figure out was why Xu Xing predicted that they would take this road to this strange sea and set up a formation.

"Song Zhenjun."

"The formation only traps you temporarily, my cultivation is far better than yours"

Xu Xing seemed to have guessed what Song Dao was thinking. He smiled slightly and told his information without any concern.

It's not just a day or two for him to set up formations in the sea areas outside Wangchuan. Start by starting interstate commerce.

In order to avoid possible pursuit, he set up formations on most of the escape routes near Giant Mastiff Island.

This time, he led Song Dao to this sea route again. It was difficult for Song Dao not to step into the formation.

Of course, formation alone cannot control a True Lord.

This is also the reason why Song Dao followed him with confidence in the beginning.

The gap between the activation of the formation is enough for a True Lord to escape from the encirclement of the formation.

Xu Xing forced Song Dao to stop, relying on the talisman left by Taojun Jujian.

There are five talismans in total. He has used one before, directly killing a Dao Dan Master and several Huan Dan Masters from the Mingquan Sect.

This shows its power. "Damn it!

"

Song Dao's face changed slightly, and he used the Lingxiao sword talisman to fight against Xu Xing's giant sword talisman.

"Without the talisman, what can you use to fight me now?"

Xu Xing made a secret gesture, sacrificed a talisman again, and slashed towards Song Dao.

During his lifetime, Daojun Lingxiao also had a certain friendship with Daojun Jujian.

Therefore, after the death of Taoist Master Lingxiao, Taoist Master Jujian could guess the methods left to Song Dao.

Even if he couldn't guess, when Song Dao was imprisoned in the Black Fire Prison, whatever secrets he had were revealed.

Before entering the Black Fire Hell.

Everything about Song Dao was taken away by the sect.

Once the monk's information is grasped by the enemy, if the opponent's strength is not much different, although it will not reach the point of being a mermaid, the possibility of defeat is basically a certainty.

"you"

Seeing this scene, Song Dao's face was full of anger.

If Xu Xing had a fair fight with him, he wouldn't be so angry, but Xu Xing showed his trump card from the beginning.

How to fight this?

He only has one talisman left by Taojun, while Xu Xing has many more.

"Fourth Transformation of Dao Dan"

"He is in the middle stage of Dao Dan. His cultivation level is a bit higher than mine. With the help of talismans, he is invincible. The rest of my means were exhausted when I killed the old man Burying Halberd."

Song Dao glanced at Xu Xing with hatred.

He no longer hesitated, slapped his abdomen hard, spit out the Dragon and Tiger Dao Pill, and drove it into the Lingxiao Sword.

"Broken! Broken! Broken!"

Song Dao spurted out a mouthful of essence and blood on Lingxiao Dao.

With the blessing of essence and blood, the Lingxiao Sword instantly pierced through numerous formations and fled towards the inner sea of ​​the Forgotten Sea.