Natural fairy species

"Yun Dun is indeed a unique escape method. Without corresponding restraint means, he can indeed be invincible within the same level..."

Bai Zichen felt a headache. The mainstream in the world of immortality was still the Five Elements Escape Method.

For example, Master Aoki's Wood Escape of the Five Elements Sect and Master Heishui's Water Escape are already quite impressive third-level spells.

It can play a great role in various situations and is the best means of concealment and escape.

However, after the Five Elements Escape Method is known to others, it is easy to be restrained.

Yun Dun and Xing Dun are known as one of the most mysterious escape methods in the world. The monks who can understand them are not only extremely talented but also have great blessings.

Because even if they try this type of escape method over again, they may not be able to successfully understand it.

This resulted in the characteristics of being extremely difficult to pass on and easily lost.

Huang Ping Sanren, who has cultivated to the age of foundation building perfection, can only be considered as an incomparable person in a super large sect like Tianxing Sect, but with his skills in Yun Dun and Yihe Dan Lun, he can make Yuanying Zhenjun deign to accept a disciple and prepare to be included in the core disciple.

You can see how valuable Yun Dun is.

After offending the Five Phoenix Sword Sect Yuanying Zhenjun, he was only deprived of his status as a disciple of the sect but did not abolish his cultivation. He also considered that he felt sorry for Yun Dun's difficulty in cultivation.

"Boy Bai, I won't play with you anymore...I want to leave, and no one in the world can stop me except the True Lord Nascent Soul!"

Huang Ping Sanren swallowed a mouthful of blood foam and cursed in his heart that the fourth-level flying sword was too exaggerated. It had already transformed into Yunxia and would still be affected.

Just the aftermath that seeped in could make his internal organs shake violently, making him suspect of displacement.

Knowing that he had chosen the wrong target this time, he still ran far away, and waited until he had captured Zhu Zhenren and used the Danxia Sect's treasure trove of elixirs to reach the late stage of elixir formation before he came to trouble Bai Zichen.

"The great disciple of the Central Region is nothing more than that!"

When Bai Zichen patted Yuexuan, the light of his sword was as bright as a sword, covering up the scorching sun across thousands of feet.

Huang Ping Sanren sneered, activated Yun Dun, transformed into clouds, jumped out of the sword light range, and fell into another cloud several miles away.

Suddenly, the sky shines brightly, the sky is blue and cloudless.

Huang Ping's scattered figure suddenly fell out of the clouds, transformed into clouds again, and was still dispersed by the invisible force.

His special skills were broken, and he showed a panicked expression for the first time.

In front of the jade jade with sword marks in the secret realm of the Sword Tomb, Bai Zichen only comprehended the two strongest sword marks. One was the sword intention of creating the world, and the other was the sword intention of changing the celestial phenomena.

He was still hesitating whether to use the original power of the Yuexuan Sword. He imitated the sword light appearing in the jade jade.

As soon as the sword was released, the sky became clear and there was not a single cloud within a thousand miles.

And the changes in the celestial phenomena were not limited to this, even the clouds formed by Huang Ping Sanren themselves were cleared away at the same time.

When the sword light fell, Huang Ping Sanren, whose Yun Dun failed, could only hold on.

A dragon-patterned copper tripod flew out from above the head. It quickly expanded from the palm of your hand to the size of a room. It faced the sword light and made a sharp friction sound, which made people dizzy.

Countless dragon patterns appeared on the bronze cauldron, but with just one sword blow, a large hole was opened, almost penetrating the cauldron.

"puff!"

Huang Ping Sanren was like being struck by lightning. He could no longer hold on and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The dragon-patterned bronze tripod was his natal magic weapon, connected with his mind. The damage to the tripod's body implicated him, and he was also traumatized.

"The fourth-level flying sword is so terrifying!"

It was only at this moment that he realized that he had underestimated the lethality of the fourth-level flying sword.

This is a top-notch defensive magic weapon that has been nourished by Danqi for hundreds of years. Huang Ping Sanren didn't have high requirements for other magic weapons because of his special skills, so he spent almost half of his wealth on refining a dragon-patterned copper cauldron.

This cauldron ranks first in defense among the magic weapons chosen by the core disciples of the Tianxing Sect, and has a great reputation.

He had seen several senior brothers compete with the disciples of the Five Phoenix Sword Sect, and he had great confidence in using the cauldron to block the sword light bombardment.

Only then did he realize that the aftermath of the sword light he had endured before was only one thousand percent of its power, and the rest of the damage had been resolved by the body's clouds, otherwise he would have been unable to withstand it long ago.

"At most three swords, my tripod will be broken..."

Huang Ping Sanren's eyes were red, feeling the threat of death.

He took out a finger-width talisman from his chest. The fine and simple lines on it exuded an astonishing sharp energy, which made his eyes hurt.

He showed a trace of reluctance and regret, but still decisively urged the sacrifice.

No matter how good the treasure is, it only has value if you are alive.

After all, they are all monks trained by the Tianxing Sect. Even though they have not fought with others too many times in the past hundred years, their judgment and reaction ability has not declined.

Billions of gold talismans, fourth-level low-grade talismans!

This talisman was an entry-level gift given by Master Yuanying when Huang Ping Sanren became a disciple.

After being expelled from Tianxing Sect, he has been carrying it with him.

It was both a defensive trump card and a thought in my heart that never gave up the idea of ​​returning to Tianxing Sect.

Infinite golden light suddenly appeared, and all kinds of weapons appeared, with a fierce and unrivaled aura.

Each ray of golden light manifested the image of a weapon, shooting in all directions with Huang Pingsan as the center.

"Fourth level talisman!"

Bai Zichen's eyes shrank, he no longer hesitated, and communicated with Yue Xuanjian.

After activating Yuexuan's original power, the Yuehua sword light suddenly surged, countless silky moonlights made a soft sound, and the mercury suppressed the countless golden light like it fell to the ground.

As soon as the silk-like sword light turned, it pierced the golden light weapon and was riddled with holes.

What kind of power can the fourth-level flying sword have when combined with the sword-refining-silk realm?

This is a question that has always been hidden in Bai Zichen's heart. Even he himself can't explain it clearly. Today he can finally express it to his fullest.

Nothing within sight can withstand the silky breath of the moonlight.

The Billions of Gold Talisman is a famous group injury talisman, named Billions, but it actually contains nine hundred and ninety-nine golden weapons.

Every ray of golden light can easily kill an early-stage pill-forming monk.

But in front of the silky moonlight, it is as fragile as paper and can be broken by a blow.

Every time it is created, it is destroyed. It is compressed in a small space and cannot break through.

"combine!"

Pay attention first, when Bai Zichen just made a move, Yue Xuanjian already understood his thoughts.

The sword thread was shot, and he saw several groups of spiritual light cracking around Huang Ping Sanren, and the protective treasure was broken, directly passing over the golden light weapon, and countless blood flowers burst out on his chest.

He even took out the fourth-level talisman. He was really afraid that this monk from the Central Region might have some means of turning the tables, and he would kill him quickly even if he damaged the origin of the Yuexuan Sword.

In order to avoid taking out another fourth-level talisman or other secret treasure later, adding variables.

The corners of Huang Ping Sanren's mouth twitched, and he could only feel countless sword threads passing through his body, like knives cutting him.

After the endless pain, all feelings left him, and his body fell from the sky.

All the limbs and bones, the Dantian Qi sea, and even the consciousness sea were all turned into a ball of paste.

Under the sword thread, any means of escaping and saving life are futile.

Call back Yuexuan and knock down the last few golden weapons.

Because of Huang Pingsan's personal injury, the billions of gold talismans lost their control, and several rays of golden light flew out crookedly, reaching the top of the mountain dozens of miles away.

"Huh?"

As soon as Bai Zichen took the things from Huang Pingsan's body into his hands, he noticed a wave of ice energy.

When he flew to a high place, he saw that the golden light weapon flying dozens of miles away was blocked by an ice mirror. The golden light was refracted in the mirror for several rounds and gradually dissipated.

It was this unexpected golden light weapon that exposed this person. Looking closely, the white shadow as thin as a black dot turned out to be the white-robed female cultivator who left the Alchemy King Conference first.

He secretly said no, all his attention was focused on the fight with Huang Ping Sanren, and he did not have the opportunity to scan the overall situation with his sword hanging high.

In addition, the female cultivator in white robe deliberately concealed her whereabouts, so she was not found even though she was so far away.

"What is your purpose of hiding here?"

Bai Zichen wrapped his voice with true essence and conveyed it from afar, holding the Yuexuan Sword in his hand again.

"Don't get me wrong. I have no ill intentions. It just happened to be the right time... When you wanted to leave, you had already taken action. You were afraid of causing misunderstanding, so you stopped."

The female cultivators in white robes flew into the sky and faced each other across the sky.

"Of course I'm also curious about the famous Master Bai, and want to see your swordsmanship."

"Do you recognize me?"

Bai Zichen was a little curious. The other person obviously didn't know him, but he looked like he had heard of it.

"Of course, there are a few people in the Beiyuan Immortal World who don't know Bai Zichen's name... Sword Maniac commented that you are the most talented swordsman in modern times. We don't agree. We think it is Tianhe Sword Sect trying to cover up the embarrassment of losing the fourth-level flying sword. , looking for excuses.”

The white-robed female cultivator's voice was cold, but her eyes were filled with strange colors.

"I didn't expect that when we met today, it was even better than that. He was able to refine a sword into silk and master the rudimentary form of the sword's will... The person just now had a basic foundation of Tianxing Sect's skills. Except for the magic weapon, he was completely up to the standard of a core disciple of a super large sect. , even if I face Yun Dun, I will be helpless."

"What's more, there is a fourth-level talisman. Once it is sacrificed, the only way to escape is with the help of the secret treasure... In this situation, Master Bai can still kill an opponent whose cultivation is one level higher than his own. The super sects placed in the central region are thousands of years old. It’s a rare gift from heaven. Although I didn’t get any clues about Nine Suns True Fire when I came to Liang Kingdom, it was worthwhile to see such a competition.”

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know what to call you?"

Bai Zichen really didn't expect that Yan Yuanzai's evaluation of him had spread and became a household name in Beiyuan.

"I, Xue Chan, will have the opportunity to meet again in the future... See you later."

After the white-robed female cultivator finished speaking, her body transformed into cold light, whipping up gusts of wind and snow, and left quickly.

"Xue Chan... the next time you see Tianhe Sword Sect, you can ask if there is such a female cultivator in Beiyuan."

Bai Zichen muttered, of course he could tell that the white-robed female cultivator was not weak, and could not simply be regarded as a mid-stage pill-forming cultivator.

Just like the Sanren Huang Ping, who knew that he was only in the early stage of pill formation, but he not only concealed his true cultivation level in the middle stage of pill formation, but also had many magical powers.

Taking out the billions of gold talismans, even the monks who have perfected the elixir formation will not be able to please him.

"You're really tired this time. Go back and rest quickly."

Yuexuan Sword felt tired and grievance, so Bai Zichen quickly sent it back to the Supreme Pure Sword Box for cultivation.

The realm is not enough, and it takes the original power of Yuexuan Sword to climb to the realm of refining swords into silk, which will cause great damage to the flying sword itself.

This fighting technique requires the Yuexuan Sword to be warm and nourished for at least ten years.

If the origin of the Flying Sword is used again in the meantime, and one continues to be unable to make ends meet, it may even affect the level of the Flying Sword.

This is why he tries his best to rely on the sharpness and fourth-level characteristics of the Yuexuan Sword itself to fight against the enemy.

Unless absolutely necessary, Yuexuan Sword will never be wielded to the extent that it activates its original power.

This is a flying sword that can be used for a long time!