Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

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"What next?"

Centipede asked with a frown.

"If you don't do it, you will never stop!"

Wang Li squinted his eyes, and tapped Xiao Qisi's brain that had turned into a childish form.

After a few days.

A startling rainbow came from far and near.

It was a warship.

One of the foundations of Qingjiao Palace.

The bow of the boat is the head of a dragon, and there are more than one, there are several!

The surface of the hull is inlaid with dense and exquisite dragon scales, each of which is a scale left by a high-ranking clansman of the Qingjiao lineage for millions of years after they died or fell!

The keel of the boat is the bone of a dragon, which can be as big or small as you like, and the longest can even extend to tens of thousands of miles!

Its power is almost comparable to that of a real Mahayana-level dragon!

On this Thanglong battleship, the leader sits high, and sits a burly middle-aged man who is not angry and majestic.

On both sides of the middle-aged people, there are hundreds of people standing in three ranks.

In the first segment, there are only three people.

But each of the auras has reached the peak of integration.

In the second rank, there are more than 30 people on both sides, and their auras are also quite strong.

In the third rank, hundreds of figures stood at both ends of the battleship.

All are ready.

On the deck at the front of the battleship, four old men sat in a square shape. Among them, an excited crystal ball was floating in the air, emitting a dense white light.

When the battleship entered a certain sea area, Guanghua suddenly became stronger.

Seeing this scene, the leader, a burly middle-aged man, couldn't sit still and stood up immediately.

"Hallmaster, the place where the accident happened is this sea area!"

Among the four late-stage elders, one of them said with a smile on his face.

However, facing the extremely cold gaze of the middle-aged man, his smile froze immediately; only then did he realize that his palace lord had just lost his beloved son a few days ago, so what was the meaning of this smile?

"Hmph, I'm not blind, I saw it!"

His eyes saw the changes in the induction of the crystal ball.

His consciousness captured the battlefield tens of thousands of miles away, where the assailant hadn't cleaned up at all!

In that sea area, blood and corpses were floating everywhere on the sea.

The once vibrant area has now almost turned into a dead sea.

His son's thousands of feet dragon head was even hung on a small island and became one of the exhibits.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man trembled all over.

And seeing the middle-aged members of the Qingjiao Palace, they were all terrified! Although they don't know what happened, they know that their palace master is now in a rage!

Therefore, one by one, they were afraid that their actions would accidentally offend this powder keg that exploded at any time!

All buried their heads.

When the battleship really approached that sea area, all the green dragons knew why their palace master was angry!

"It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

"My son of the Qingjiao lineage, unexpectedly, unexpectedly"

One by one, they also began to tremble all over.

What did they see?

The descendants of the Qingjiao lineage of the majestic Jiaolong clan were actually skinned, cramped, boned, and scaled, leaving only some insignificant and incomplete things that were abandoned here!

"It must have been made by Zhenhai Palace, definitely made by Zhenhai Palace!"

The three peak elders who often confronted their old enemies said coldly.

"Yes, it must be them! They are so unscrupulous and ruthless, only those bastards from Zhenhai Palace can do it!"

Most of the green dragons were treated specially, but the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were properly arranged.

This is exactly the same as Zhenhai Palace's behavior in the past.

This kind of behavior also happened to have the meaning of expressing goodwill to the neutral sea tribe, attacking the Jiaolong lineage, and declaring war head-on.

"Do they think that with the backing of the Sea King Clan, they can fight against my Qingjiao Temple? A mob!"

The eyes of the masters of the Qing Jiao lineage were about to burst.

The dragon clan pays attention to blood.

Most of the rulers are sea creatures with dragon blood flowing in their bodies.

Such as shrimp and crab.

Lobsters, dragon carps, dragon turtles, etc., although these dragons have only a negligible trace of diluted blood in their bodies, there is still a certain degree of blood suppression in the innate aspect.

Especially the purer the bloodline, it has a natural suppression effect on those with thin bloodlines.

And this is also the main reason why dragon creatures generally do not rebel against their rulers.

The Sea King family, the blood of the Sea King flows in the body.

Known as the true king of the sea.

It is rumored that before the birth of the spirit world, the king of the sea king clan conquered countless stars and seas in the fairy world, and signed a contract with the strongest of the major ocean groups in the area under his jurisdiction!

The descendants of these strong men are required to serve the Sea King Clan from generation to generation!

Therefore, the overall strength of the Flood Dragon Clan is clearly much better than the royal bloodlines of the Sea King Clan, but the overall power is only slightly stronger than the Sea King Clan. Far from being crushed.

And even if they could suppress the Sea King Clan, the Jiaolong Clan didn't dare to take the Sea King Clan seriously.

At least this is the case in the spirit world.

After all, there are third-party deep-sea clans in the vast sea area of ​​the spirit world, and there are countless neutral groups who do not want to see the Sea King clan destroyed.

The Zhenhai Palace established by the three sea beast Mahayanas was born in this form as a peripheral vassal of the Sea King Clan.

The two sides are constantly at odds with each other.

"Is it really the work of Zhenhai Palace?"

On the contrary, the master of Qingjiao Hall showed hesitation.

Because he didn't feel that those three old fellows in Zhenhai Palace didn't know the consequences of completely angering him.

But if it wasn't for those three guys from Zhenhai Palace, who would it be?

This son who is the most promising of his own is carrying a clan heritage sacred weapon, the Qingjiao Mace, which he bestowed, and he is secretly protected by two other peak-fit elders in the clan! In addition, the collected information mentions that after the situation happened on my son's side, more than a dozen body-level Qingjiao elders occupying this sea area led the sea clan troops under their command to rush to help without any hesitation!

With this kind of lineup, he can still slaughter his own cubs forcefully. It doesn't make sense if he didn't make a move during the Mahayana period.

"Son, don't worry, father will definitely find the murderer to avenge you!"

The master of Qingjiao Hall swears to the sky.

While speaking, Tan hand closed the eyes of Aiko who was dying.

Instead, he put it away, and didn't even look at the other clansmen and subordinates who fell from the Qingjiao Temple:

"Go, go to Zhenhai Palace, I want them to give an explanation! Otherwise, even if there is an all-out war, I will never let those three old men feel better!"

This kind of behavior made all the elders of Qingjiao Hall stunned:

what's the situation?

Don't we need to deal with it here?

Aren't the corpses of those clansmen taken away together?

Thick doubts lingered in his heart, but no one jumped out to touch the brow of his palace master at this time.

But at this moment, a sword light struck, and directly aimed at the face of the middle-aged man with an unnatural expression.

"What a keen spiritual sense! You have sensed all of this!"

It was the old man who decisively drew the sword:

"Since fellow daoist is here, don't leave in a hurry."

The sword is like a dragon, the green pan sword array!

The majestic cyan sword dragon buzzed and vibrated the space, cutting the void wherever it passed!

It left behind void cracks that showed no sign of healing in a short period of time!

Outside the boundary wall in the sky, Wang Li, who was sitting on the shoulders of a centipede and a little Luohu, looked at the sword through Mingqing Lingyan, thinking.

Tongtian Lingbao, every piece of the urging way is the ultimate, at least it can hit the blow of the strongest in the peak of the fit! And his flying sword, after a few rounds of sword cultivation, has reached the mid-level level of the top 6,000 in the list of Chaos Spirits!

It belongs to the magic weapon that has been tempered and cultivated for at least ten thousand years in the Mahayana period!

The old man's set of flying swords back then was of this level.

at the moment.

My master used a new set of "Young Sword" that has not even been listed on the list for hundreds of years, and used a mere new sword embryo that was far inferior to the set of flying swords and his three sets of natal flying swords. The set of powerful magic treasures that were ranked in the top 1000 before and now rank in the top 500. The power that can be displayed in a single state!

It's like turning on ten times the blessing and hanging up!

On the other hand, when facing the enemy, he still can't display the true power of the flying sword.

Of course, his own cultivation base is much worse, and there is a little taste of children dancing heavy hammers in it. But even so, even if it can't exert its full power, the flying sword cultivated by the secret method of the sword should not be just at the level that is not satisfactory in my own hands.

Today, he wants to see where he is lacking.

"Sure enough, there is a trap!

The peak of the early days of Mahayana...huh? Changyuan clan? "

Seeing the sharp sword light coming, the master of Qingjiao Hall couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

A sword leaped one hundred thousand miles, and the blade pointed directly between the eyebrows!

In the early days of Mahayana, there were not many spiritual monks who could slash this sword.

Moreover, this person looks like a freshman, but he is not a newcomer.

strangeness!

"Didn't the Changyuan clan disappear from the world hundreds of thousands of years ago? Why did they still participate in the struggle between my Jiaolong clan and the Haiwang clan? Besides, my innocent child was killed by you, fellow daoist?"

After all, the hands are not slow.

One, a small cyan shield appeared on the left arm.

Both, there is a stick-shaped phantom in the palm of the right hand, spinning rapidly like the blades of an electric fan, so fast that you can almost only see the afterimage circling in the opposite direction.

Seeing that the sword light was about to approach, the stick shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by a whirling moon-shooting gun held in his hand!

Chaos All Souls is on the list, ranking more than four hundred.

This spear was forged from a dragon's spine left behind by his grandfather after Du Feisheng Lei Jie fell!

A lifelike dragon shadow coiled around the body of the gun!

Every time a spear is stabbed, it is a real Mahayana flood dragon showing its dragon power!

The swords of the Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword and the dragons gathered in one.

Coercing the wind and thunder.

A sword flies!

The same cyan moon-shooting spear pierced out, but it was still three thousand miles away, and the body of the spear was still in the hands of the master of the Qingjiao Hall; but the tip of the long spear seemed to have shrunk to an inch, and it had already crossed these three thousand miles!

Looking closer, it seems that the space is shifting around the moon gun, and it gives people the feeling of going back in time.

"Ding buzz!!"

Immediately afterwards, the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the spear precisely.

The sea below was split instantly, and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky above was divided into two halves by Huo.

The violent spiritual energy hedged, compressed sharply and then released suddenly, and swept thousands of miles in just one second!

The space within a thousand miles is like the mottled skin of the old wall falling down, pattering down large pieces of space debris!

In the impact area thousands of miles away, explosive spiritual power raged, and everything, no matter living beings or sea water, was strangled and turned into gaseous vaporization!

In the affected area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, the sea suddenly sank into a huge bowl-shaped tiankeng!

The violent impact forcibly sent the battleship flying for more than ten thousand miles.

"Aww! Ding Ding Ding!"

One sword turned into a hundred swords, and the dragon of the sword reappeared, and then strangled straight to the moon gun;

At this time, the Moon Rush Spear was also full of inspiration, and it turned into a fierce green flood dragon, and rushed out without losing the slightest bit of wind.

All of a sudden, the sound of gunpoints clashing could be heard endlessly.

However, the strange thing is that the Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword can always predict the enemy's attack first, and use the sharpest and hardest part to entangle and fight with the green flood dragon transformed by the moon-shooting gun; More feet, but there will always be a small half-beat that is slow and undetectable.

It was precisely this delicate situation that after the two sides had clashed for several rounds, the Moon Charger let out a cry of surprise and anger!

Flood Dragon Spear Soul is missing a tooth!

Seeing this, the master of the Qingjiao Hall changed his expression, he couldn't believe it.

The old man who was facing him tens of thousands of miles away seemed to have expected this scene long ago.

As soon as the Jue in the old man's hand changed, the sword wandering dragon began to hover around the body of the master of the Qingjiao Hall, and quickly formed a ring-shaped blue sword circle.

Before the master of the Qingjiao Hall realized that it was difficult to get away, a storm of sword blades filled with wind and thunder, water vapor, mist, sword energy and clouds quickly enveloped him.

Every inch of it is now filled with extremely dangerous sword energy and sword intent.

"It's no wonder that the hall master is abnormal. It turns out that there is an ambush by an enemy of the Mahayana period here!"

"Not good, this is the sword formation of the sword cultivator."

On the Thang Long battleship not far away thousands of miles away, everyone in the Qingjiao Palace was shocked and anxious when they saw this scene.

Sword repair, focusing on "sword intent" and "sword heart".

Those who have a strong and condensed sword intent can turn everything in the world into a sword.

It is precisely because of this that this blade storm can be called killing every step.

Because what the people inside are facing is never just the set of flying swords that set up the sword array.

There is also the all-pervasive sword of the sword intent of the master of the flying sword after the sword intent is transformed into form!

Furthermore, those who have a clear sword heart only have a sword in their hands, and will not have a second set of miscellaneous magic weapons.

But the strange thing is that sword repairs who only rely on such a set of flying swords are often very fierce!

Dangerously scary!

Exploding seeds is a routine operation!

What they don't know yet is that the situation here at Qing Yuanzi is a bit more special.

After all, this old man, Jian Xin has been dusted for more than ten thousand years;

Picked up again hundreds of years ago!

It is broken and then erected!

This kind of person is more dangerous than those sword cultivators who have always been enlightened!

Because of him, he knows his sword better!