Immortal Road

This group of monks were dressed differently, and they were obviously not from the same sect. But they marched in a line, quite orderly. And there was someone directing them.

Ishikawa guessed that these people might have come here a long time ago, but they found a large number of Qingyunmen monks stationed here, so they found a place to hide.

Now they saw that more than half of the Qingyunmen monks had left, so they gathered together and rushed over.

In terms of cultivation and number alone, this group of monks definitely had the advantage.

Ishikawa was also secretly happy in his heart. If these people eliminated the Qingyunmen monks, Ishikawa could also get a lot of advantages.

Seeing that there were more monks than themselves coming, the Qingyunmen monks did not seem to be in a hurry, and they all flew out their flying swords, as if they were going to have a big battle.

At this moment, more than 30 Qingyunmen monks suddenly appeared behind this group of monks. Together with the Qingyunmen monks who were originally stationed here, there were more than 40 people.

The advantage was reversed in an instant, and the Qingyunmen monks were more than three times as many as this group of monks.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the monks were killed by the swords of the Qingyun Sect monks.

Ishikawa was shocked and broke into a cold sweat. The Qingyun Sect monks might have already noticed that there were monks hiding nearby, so they set up this plan to lure these monks into the trap.

It seems that the loose appearance of the Qingyun Sect monks in the past few days was all pretended.

After the Qingyun monks cleaned up the ground, they left more than ten people to guard it, and the other monks disappeared again.

Ishikawa took a look at the demon dragon ribs and the secret silver cold iron that were in a state of fusion in the Immortal Mansion. He thought to himself: It is better to leave a few days later than to take risks.

On the second day, several more Qi training monks tried to break into the guarding place of the Qingyun Sect monks. However, most of them became the dead souls under the sword of the Qingyun Sect monks.

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...

A few days passed, and every day there were several monks who broke in, either being killed or escaping with injuries. However, on the fifth day, when five cultivators attacked at the same time, one cultivator actually broke through the defense line of the Qingyun Sect cultivators and escaped.

At this time, the refining of the Qinggang Sword has also reached a critical period.

Between the horns of the silver dragon, there are strands of blue arcs, and the blue spiritual light also wanders in the body of the silver dragon.

The skeleton of the demon dragon no longer rejects the silver dragon, and the arcs between the two flow mutually, as if they have reached a very tacit understanding.

It is at this moment!

Ishikawa entered the Immortal Mansion again, concentrating all his mind, and controlling the eighteen silver dragons at the same time.

The eighteen ribs trembled slightly in the air, as if waiting for something. Under Ishikawa's control, the eighteen silver dragons moved almost identically, and the arcs in their bodies flowed and circled faster and faster, dazzling people.

"Melting!" Ishikawa shouted.

The eighteen silver dragons escaped into the ribs of the demon dragon at the same time. Eighteen blue arcs flashed at the same time, making crackling sounds above the Immortal Mansion.

The silver dragon tightly wrapped around the ribs of the demon dragon, and in an instant, it seemed to be carved into the ribs.

"Hoo!" A clear dragon roar flowed over the sky above the Immortal Mansion.

Eighteen ribs, almost at the same time, released the same blue arc of electricity, condensing into one in the air.

"Huh!" A dark cloud of more than ten feet suddenly appeared.

"Boom!" After a flash of light, thunder followed.

Lin Feng, who was not far away, showed a look of horror on his face, which was then replaced by a painful expression.

Ishikawa looked at this thing that looked like a thunder tribulation with cold eyes, his expression was extremely serious, and his face was neither sad nor happy. Every weak sound seemed to be conveying information one by one.

This process lasted only a quarter of an hour.

Ishikawa's face showed a look of unsatisfied. With Ishikawa's cultivation, it was almost impossible for him to see the thunder tribulation in person.

Although what Ishikawa saw was not a real thunder tribulation, it was a simulation of real heavenly thunder, which was hundreds of times stronger than the simulation of ordinary thunder treasures.

"Boom!" A huge blue arc of electricity emerged from the dark clouds.

At the same time, the dark clouds quickly dissipated.

The last step in refining the Qinggang Sword is to melt the eighteen Qinggang Swords into a part of oneself and connect them closely with the mind.

Ishikawa was also ready to take the blue electricity for himself.

But what surprised Ishikawa was that the blue arc of electricity fell straight onto Ishikawa's natal stone tablet.

"Boom! Ka!"

The black iron splashed. The black iron wrapped around the natal stone tablet was blown into pieces. It flew around.

The arc of electricity instantly escaped into the natal stone tablet.

A blue handwriting appeared on the stone tablet for a moment. It didn't leave Ishikawa any time to check.

After the arc of electricity disappeared, Ishikawa immediately felt the connection between the Qinggang Sword and his consciousness. Ishikawa now had no time to check the Qinggang Sword that he had just successfully refined, but climbed on the stone tablet and looked at it carefully.

When Ishikawa entered the Xiantian period. On the stone tablet, Ishikawa's cultivation and life span appeared. When he cultivated to the tenth level of Qi training, the stone tablet grew.

And now, Ishikawa refined a set of Qinggang swords that connected with the Yuanshen, and it actually passed through the stone tablet and then connected with his mind.

After a moment, Ishikawa stood up helplessly. There was nothing special on the stone tablet. But Ishikawa knew in his heart that this stone tablet had an extremely important relationship with him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a part of Ishikawa's body.

"Friend Shi, were you refining a magic weapon just now?" Lin Feng stood four or five feet away from Ishikawa.

The seventh-level demon dragon skeleton, combined with mithril and cold iron, can be refined into a treasure that is definitely not a magic weapon used by a cultivator in the Qi training stage. However, since Lin Feng asked this, Ishikawa would not deny it.

"What advice do you have, Senior Lin?" Ishikawa nodded and asked.

"I dare not give any advice!" Lin Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Just now when little friend Lin was refining the magic weapon, there was a very terrifying spiritual power that almost broke my body apart. And the final refining process was like a demon beast going through a small heavenly tribulation."

"This is a secret technique I accidentally obtained. How can it be as powerful as a heavenly tribulation? Otherwise, would I still be alive here?" Ishikawa smiled. The successful refining of the Qinggang Sword made Ishikawa very happy.

Suddenly Ishikawa thought of something, that is, the blue snake that escaped from the demon dragon skull. After Ishikawa caught it, he had been throwing it into the storage bag. This time he just wanted to ask Lin Feng if he knew about it.

Ishikawa told Lin Feng about the discovery of the demon dragon skeleton. Finally, he emphasized the appearance of the blue snake.

After hearing what Ishikawa said, Lin Feng showed a look of ecstasy on his face, and asked anxiously: "Where is the little green snake? Can you show it to me?" Ishikawa pondered for a moment, and it was not difficult to see from Lin Feng's expression that this little green snake was a rare treasure. Moreover, for a cultivator in the Jindan period, the treasure that could make his expression change so much should not be so simple.

"The little green snake was imprisoned after I put a ban on it. I wonder what you plan to do with it?" Ishikawa asked lightly.

Lin Feng then noticed that his words were a little hurried, and hurriedly said: "I guess that the little green snake you caught is most likely not an ordinary monster, but the soul of a dead monster."

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