"this.."

The heads were cut off, and the spirit bodies of more than a dozen descendants of the spirit race were thoroughly exposed.

Coming out of the possessed body, they floating in the air looked at their cut-off body with a look of horror in their eyes.

The speed of getting Sword Ray is too fast, ~ too sudden.

More importantly, it was too far beyond their expectations.

In their view, that is simply impossible and should not appear.

Before they arrived, people with great ability had used heavenly gates to detect the natives in this space, and there were no natives who could fly.

Not to mention, it can motivate the existence of Flying Sword.

Therefore, at this moment, more than a dozen people are completely unbelievable.

"Shoo!"

The spirit body left the body, and a dozen people reacted quickly after being shocked.

They began to fall from mid-air, ready to find a carrier to possess.

But just after a few drops, more than a dozen streamers lased from the Dao Sect once again.

Before all the spirit races had time to react, the spirit body was shot through by a light arrow, and then the spirit bodies of a dozen people disappeared in the world.

. . . . . .

"It seems that this profound iron bow is indeed not a mortal thing."

Shoots crimson's light arrows, shooting a group of spirit races to death.

Lin Jingzhe loosened the mysterious iron bow that he was pulling back from the world.

Just after controlling Flying Sword to cut away the body of the spirit race in mid-air, Lin Jingzhe took out this mysterious iron bow that had not been used for a long time.

This mysterious iron bow has not been used since it was brought back by Lin Jingzhe.

But what Lin Jingzhe didn't expect was that this mysterious iron bow began to repair itself after he was brought from the weird world to this space.

The originally black bow body has slowly turned into crimson with the self-repair of this bow.

Lin Jingzhe's Divine Sense can observe that inside the mysterious iron bow, a ball of crimson light is beating.

There seems to be something to be born in that little light group.

That light group is the spirit of the tool that has been silent in the mysterious iron bow.

After experiencing several worlds with immortal cultivation system, Lin Jingzhe has also mastered many methods for the restoration of spiritual things.

Therefore, after returning, Lin Jingzhe placed this mysterious iron bow at the center of the Dao Zong's gathering spirit formation. On the one hand, it was used as a piece of Spiritual Qi to suppress formation, and on the other hand, it used the huge Spiritual Qi to nourish the mysterious iron bow.

"Let's go, let's go back."

Killing the enemy, Lin Jingzhe has no idea of ​​staying in Wangtianlou.

His hand waved slightly in front of Wang Yuyan, whose eyes were dull.

Then he stepped out and jumped down from the Wangtian Tower.

"Sect Leader you..."

Seeing Lin Jingzhe's wagging hand, Wang Yuyan took a long time to react.

After she recovered, she realized that the enemy who had just invaded had been killed by Lin Jingzhe.

Seeing Lin Jingzhe leaping down from Wangtian Tower, Wang Yuyan almost screamed in shock.

She who often comes to look at the Tianlou to relax, but knows how high this Wangtianlou is.

The building is dozens of feet high, and downstairs is a cliff of ten thousand feet.

Wang Yuyan couldn't imagine what would happen if she fell from such a place.

Just when she looked nervously towards the place Lin Jingzhe jumped down, she was relieved.

After Lin Jingzhe fell from Wangtianlou, he fell straight above the sea of ​​clouds, and then a cyan Sword Ray shot from a distance and appeared directly on the soles of his feet.

Support Lin Jingzhe steadily.

Then Wang Yuyan saw Lin Jingzhe's sword shuttle in the sea of ​​clouds, disappearing completely before long.

"Good... so strong."

It wasn't until I could no longer see Lin Jingzhe's back that Wang Yuyan completely retracted his gaze.

Lin Jingzhe's sword that crossed the sky just now was deeply imprinted in her mind.

In retrospect, Wang Yuyan is still amazed.

"I am..."

Perceiving his gaffe just now, Wang Yuyan couldn't help blushing as she stood on the Wangtian Tower.

Just when Lin Jingzhe fell below the tall building, the anxiety in her heart still echoed in her heart.

. . . . . .

"Is that the legendary Flying Sword?"

He raised his head and looked at the headless bodies falling from the sky.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were full of light.

As a swordsman, he has been studying Kendo all his life.

In these years, as his swordsmanship gradually matured, he could no longer find an opponent in the sword path.

Ximen Chuuxue felt a lot of depression.

The sword is his life and everything to him.

Just now, when he saw Lin Jingzhe's Sword Ray across the sky, he seemed to have seen a new world.

·· ··Find flowers······

If he was dead because he had already seen the end of the kendo.

So at this moment, Ximen Chuuxue was resurrected again.

That Sword Ray is like a beam of light shining in in the boundless darkness, completely lighting up his world.

‘Thank you, Master. ’

Closing his eyes, Spiritual Qi suddenly became restless around Ximen Chuuxue.

Began to blow snow around Ximen.

Practice one level of Qi.

Practice Qi on the second floor.

...

Practicing Qi eight layers.

Inspired by Lin Jingzhe, Ximen Chuuxue fell into an epiphany.

In a short period of time, his cultivation of immortality Realm quickly grew to the eighth level of Qi training.

.... 0 0

Around his body, a huge Spiritual Qi vortex was born.

A large amount of Spiritual Qi was instilled into Ximen Chuuxue's body.

His already whitish and mottled hair quickly turned black.

Even the wrinkles on the face are much less.

. . . . . .

"Master, Wuji him..."

Looking at the top of a hill at Tianfeng.

Looking at Zhang Wuji's head falling from the sky.

At the edge of Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Seven Knights Qiqi showed a trace of perseverance in their eyes.

Regardless of whether Zhang Wuji has been possessed by someone from the Spirit Race, Zhang Wuji is always the son of their fifth junior brother.

"Buried him."

"Lin Sect Leader is not to blame for this matter."

Looking at the disciples around him, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.

In fact, Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu never came back when they came back from the central area.

He was ready for the two to never come back.

So at this moment, watching Zhang Wuji who was possessed was cut down from the air with a sword by Lin Jingzhe, he didn't feel too sad.

More is relief.

Although Wudang has never liked to take care of some things in the world, it is as difficult as it is today.

Even though Wudang couldn't do anything for the people of the world, Zhang Sanfeng didn't want to cause trouble to the people of the world.

No matter who Zhang Wuji was before his death, he became Wudang's enemy from the moment he was possessed by the spirit race.

‘The spirit race, the old man must be destroyed. ’

Closing his eyes, two huge Spiritual Qi vortices suddenly formed around Zhang Sanfeng. Xi.

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