Predecessors all over the world

When Jiang Liting was looking for a suitable "savior" in Daiyu, he was not among them. He was generous, friendly, had many friends, and had countless confidants. He was undoubtedly a passionate person.

However, being able to have affection for the people in the Dai Realm can naturally be moved by the people in the fourteen continents.

The savior needed by Dai Realm must be able to endure loneliness away from home, have the perseverance to practice hundreds of years of practice, and must bear blood and hatred that can never be washed away.

Strong, tenacious, and cruel. Ling Xihai has such qualities, but Jiang Liting's heart is not cruel enough.

But in the end, Guangling Daozun chose him.

He once took risks for beauty, but had no regrets. It can be seen that he was not selfish and was willing to sacrifice his life for others. He once pretended to be a beggar and endured humiliation for decades, just to avenge his friends, which shows that

Not a person who is proud and unable to let go of his figure.

Once you get rid of the difficulties, the demon cultivator is already cruel enough, and Taoist cultivator needs people with firm beliefs and willingness to sacrifice themselves for others.

"Love is the weakness, and it is also the biggest ties." Guangling Daozun was well aware of human nature. He did not talk about justice with Jiang Liting, nor did he expect to convince him, but just told him something.

A certain beauty of his body was poisoned and her life was not long. Her biggest wish was to have a child, but her realm was getting higher and she was always unable to find it. Coincidentally, Guangling Daozun had a spiritual pill that could help her fulfill her wish.

"You have sacrificed a lot for the Dai Realm, and you will never let it go." Guangling Daozun said, "When this son was born, no matter what his qualifications were, he would become my disciple, and he would be safe in his life."

At that moment, Jiang Liting realized that he had no way out. He didn't mind that he would die, how could he let Hongyan and his children go to the underworld together? Should he have to let his child face destruction as soon as he was born?

Even his personal affairs cannot tolerate him saying "no".

So, he came.

Do it even though you know it cannot be done.

Jiang Liting looked at the three people surrounding him: Ren Wuwei, Hongsha True Lord, and Huoyan True Lord. In addition to the absence of Lifeng True Lord from Mojian Peak, these three people are already the strongest representative of Chongxiao Sect's combat power.

It is indeed the first sect to notice the Dai Domain plan, and its importance to him far exceeds that of other places.

It seems that today I can't be good.

"You have also seen it. It's not easy for you to leave now." Ren Wuwei pointed at the talisman floating in the air. This is the barrier set by the True Lord of Red Sand, which can interfere with the movement technique. "Although I really want to

I started the fight directly, but I still have to ask - do you want to look back?"

Jiang Liting smiled bitterly.

He was not surprised by the attitude of Chongxiao Sect. The essence of persuading surrender was not to let him "put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha on his own", but to dig out more information: what is the real purpose of the Dai Realm and what is their plan?

etc.

"I can't say a word if you want to know, nor can I say it." Jiang Liting shook his head gently, "It depends on your ability to stop me."

Before the words were finished, the sword energy had already come out.

The light green sword energy fell rapidly into the mountains below like a touch of spring.

This is the Dream Ridge in Lianzhou, a dangerous place with a bad reputation in Dongzhou. It is said that not only many high-level monsters and demon plants that confuse people's minds, but also a group of evil ghosts who eat people's souls live.

This is the case. This is a strange place where the underworld meets. There are often ghost cultivators in the underworld who often escape to the living through the gaps here, causing harm to the world.

A few days ago, Jiang Liting sneaked into Dream Ridge and planted a flower of mystery.

The mysterious flower is a wood evil, the flower is a demon plant, and the root is a monster. One releases poisonous fog to attract prey, and the other devours flesh and blood, causing the entire Dream Ridge to be filled with blood and blood.

Even if such a strange phenomenon is intentionally covered up, how can we hide it from the Chongxiao Sect that is prepared too early? Ren Wuwei and others blocked him tonight.

During the conversation, the mysterious flower that had eaten and drunken was ready to move. As soon as the sword energy of Jiang Liting came out, it grew vigorously like a rain of sweet rain.

It turned out that the demon plant, which was only two or three feet tall, began to stretch its stems and leaves upwards, and its forked branches stretched out to the sky with their teeth and claws. The leaves as big as palms were rolled up and turned into the size of a sail, covering the sky and the sun.

The monsters in the mountains felt this strange aura and fled and dispersed. The sound of trees collapsed from the forest, and the sound of running continued, as if the sound of tides by the sea.

It actually caused a tide of beasts?! It seems that the mysterious flower in Liuye City back then was far from its complete form, and its current appearance is the true face of the mysterious flower.

Jiang Liting flew gracefully and fell on a high-rise leaf.

The mysterious flower blooms with its petals, and a large amount of purple mist gushed out. The purple clouds shrouded in, covering the bright moonlight. The surroundings were pitch black, and the strange fragrance strucked the nose.

"Be careful, this thing is not easy to deal with." Hongsha Zhenjun was one of the first Nascent Soul to deal with the mysterious flower. He reminded Zhenjun Huoyan who had been with him for the first time.

True Lord Huoyan said coldly: "No matter what kind of demons and ghosts it is, it will burn it." As he said that, he used his fists to use his bear spiritual power and rushed out to the place where the Mixinhua was.

He is a rare practitioner of both martial arts and martial arts. He incorporates magic into his martial arts and doubles his power. After swinging these two punches, two burnt paths suddenly burst into flames in the forest.

But such a powerful fist style was still blocked by a shield made of two leaves.

In the purple mist, Jiang Liting's voice came from afar: "The mysterious flower is originally the treasure among the wood, and it is helped by my sword energy. With this skill, I can only scratch it."

In the midst of lightning, Ren Wuwei figured out one thing: "Your sword intent is... the sword of life?"

After a moment of silence, Jiang Liting sighed softly, without denying it.

Ren Wuwei frowned.

While waving his hand and raising the talisman to enlighten the truth of Huoyan, True Lord, he asked, "What's wrong with the Sword of Life? It has the ability to promote the growth of all things? What's the difference between it and wood-type spells?"

"Not only that, as long as he is alive, he cannot be killed." Ren Wuwei felt a headache. "Many years ago, I fought with him and clearly killed him, but he ran away as if nothing had happened."

The face of the True Lord Hongsha suddenly became solemn.

Ren Wuwei sighed: "This is a very difficult sword intent to be mastered. Alas, what a pity."

There are many magics that contain the meaning of life, which is mostly related to the plants and trees in spring, so you can get started with it with their vitality. However, it is not easy to understand the "birth" of life from the "birth" of plants and trees to rejuvenate.

It seems that there are many magics related to time. Some slow down time and delay aging, while others hide the cycle of life and death, and the effect is good. However, to truly understand the meaning of time, it is difficult to ascend to heaven. The one who has gone the farthest to date is to guard.

Yi Daozun's "Yi Shui Sword".

The sword intent of life is more difficult than the ordinary sword intent.

The sword is a murder weapon, which is intended to kill people, not to save people. The meaning of it is even completely opposite to that of the sword weapon. Everyone should praise Jiang Liting's ability to practice such sword techniques.

Ren Wuwei is a sword cultivator, so he feels more and more regretful.

You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief?

He shook his head and said, "Try to capture him alive. If you want to kill him, you have to kill him with one move, otherwise your vitality will continue and you will be fine soon."

Master Hongsha nodded: "Huoyan and I will deal with the mysterious flower."

"Okay." Ren Wuwei held the broken sword and walked forward.

He swung a steady sword.

The purple mist broke through like a knife cutting tofu, but the leaves followed and swung flexibly. The moment they met, there was a crisp "snap" sound, and pieces of broken animal skin fell down, which was once swallowed by it.

The corpse of the monster.

Ren Wuwei took the opportunity to escape into the fog.

The field of vision is dark and purple, and the direction is almost impossible to distinguish. The fragrance is facing us, and the spiritual platform is also disturbed by it. The spiritual consciousness sways in the waves, rising and falling, making it difficult to break through.

He weighed the situation and felt it was very difficult, so he bit through the pill between his teeth.

In an instant, the top of my head seemed to have a basin of ice water, and I was suddenly awake. This was the potion left by the fingertip lotus, which was kept by Yin Miaomiao in a jade bottle, and was then refined into detoxification pills, with only three total pieces.

Before Ren Wuwei came, he divided the pills, but he was not sure how long the efficacy of the medicine lasted.

Do your best.

The sword energy flowed, and the fierce wind swayed on the broken sword, and the fragments on the blade trembled violently, as if they would collapse at any time. When the bystanders saw it, they would be frightened, afraid that the sword would be scrapped after halfway, and not only would it hurt.

If you fail to the enemy, you will harm yourself.

Fortunately, this worry did not become reality. Until the strong wind was swung out and the sound of breaking through the air sounded, the broken sword still tenaciously maintained its original form and buzzed in the palm.

The strong wind came in a fierce manner, but Jiang Liting did not move.

He slashed his sword across his chest, and his spiritual power smeared the wooden sword in his hand. The light rippled slightly, and the spiritual energy in the air seemed to have vitality, spontaneously gathered together, condensed into a tough and invisible wall.

Wherever the wind reaches, the walls will go.

Endless and endless.

If it were another opponent, it would be very troubled by this. The Nascent Soul with overly strong battery life is like a young strongman who cannot be beaten to death. He is so sharp that his spiritual power is exhausted, the other party may laugh at "You can't".

But Ren Wuwei is definitely not one of them.

His daily practice is to stand on the cliffs with dense winds, then practice swords, swords, and swords. It is endless day and night, without ending.

Over time, his sword also had a scent of strong wind - but the sword intent he cultivated had nothing to do with wind, he just waded across the river and accidentally got some water vapor, and the sword intent itself was still a "sword".

Yes, the sword intent of Ren Wuwei is not wind or rain, neither life and death nor destruction, nor time or rules, and so on.

It's the sword itself.

Abandoning the sword intent, rules, and domains... the skills that most sword cultivators possess, the sword that Ren Wuwei is simple or monotonous.

The Taoist name of Jian Chun means pure sword.

Ren Wuwei waved one sword after another, flowing through the flowing water without any gap, calm and normal as if he was eating and drinking water at home.

Jiang Liting's response slowed down. He borrowed the power of the mysterious flower, and although he had more arms, his evil spirit was not compatible with vitality, and instead destroyed the formation of vitality.

When new vitality, like weeds pressed by huge rocks, sprouted with difficulty, he gave up on birth.

He was angry and returned to the wooden sword in his hand, crossing a layer of bright green.

He raised his sword blade and condensed his energy and unsheathed it.

The sword and the sword finally confronted each other head-on.

The towering tree rose from the ground, but the cold sword blade slashed heavily at the trunk. The sharp thin blade cut the bark and crushed the fibers that transport nutrients. But the trees did not fail because of this, and the roots continuously absorbed energy and branches forked.

Green buds burst out and are nourished by the sunshine, rain and dew.

However, in the face of natural miracles, the people who cut down the trees were not discouraged and still slashed at their original speed. Each sword fell in the same place without any deviation.

This is a pursuit of life and death.

The author has something to say: It's time to write the fight scene again_(:3∠)_