Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

"Amitabha, it's a pity that this benefactor just died like this."

Master Pushan of Shaolin Temple led a group of monks into the range of Longmai Sanli.

His eyebrows and eyes are kind, but there is a hint of teasing, "The Buddha said, it is destined. I listened to the advice of the old monk, so why did this happen?"

"The monks listened to the order and formed the Sixteen Vajras to protect the Buddha. The dragon veins are such treasures as heaven and earth, and those who can live there..."

Before the words were finished, a group of monks behind them erupted in vigor, and their bodies were golden, chanting mysterious Buddhist scriptures, resounding through the sky.

Pu Shan lives in the center, his breath rises, forming a special formation, the breath circulates, and he is integrated into one.

At this time, their combat power is close to Xiantian.

"Ying Yang, Ou Yangming, the poor monk only needs one-sixth of the dragon vein crystal core." Pu Shan's voice was resonant, and he had already entered the range of two miles.

Lin Yun also revealed her breath, standing on the crown of a big tree in the sky, the meaning is self-evident.

Although neither side has comparable innate strength.

But the attitude they put on made Ying Yang and Ouyang Ming's faces change drastically.

The two of them are now at a low point in power because they sacrificed the killing character and the jade pen of remnant soul.

Especially the two sides are Heartless Palace and Shaolin Temple!

Five hundred years ago, there were many strong men in the southern region, competing for the southern region. After the situation was stabilized, the ten strongest people in the southern region included the ancestors of the Great Qin, the Great Han, and the Great Yuan, the Ruthless Palace and the Shaolin Temple.

And when they took away a group of top powerhouses and left the Southern Region, they more or less left some protective measures for themselves.

Among them are the powerful magic weapons such as killing characters and remnant soul jade pen. The power of the magic weapon is closely related to the strength of its owner, and this kind of magic weapon is different. As long as it can be activated, it is an innate full blow.

There may be similar treasures in Ruthless Palace and Shaolin Temple, which is why they want to carve up the dragon's veins without credit.

Ying Yang's eyes were dark.

Ou Yangming held the Remnant Soul Jade Pen in one hand. It was full of flaws. After being activated once, it was already on the verge of destruction. At most, it could only be activated once again, but... Ou Yangming didn't dare to use it again.

The remaining seven blood puppet corpses seem to be intact, but in fact, the strength in their bodies is exhausted, and they cannot afford the consumption of the remnant soul jade pen.

"Lin Yun, Pu Shan, don't you think about your sect? Even if you take away part of the crystal nucleus, where can you escape? The treasure left by your ancestor can protect your entire sect? Can it resist the Dayuan army?

"If you really had the qualifications to negotiate with us, you would not have been coerced by us to join the war fifty years ago!

"And... do you have the ability to drive treasures?"

Ouyang Ming glanced sideways, his face full of sarcasm.

In terms of the number and strength of warriors, perhaps there is not much difference between them.

"I'm already innate, but what about you? Even if you get a part of the dragon vein crystal core, how likely is it to break through? When my strength recovers, you can always use weapons to guard against me?"

Ying Yang smiled sympathetically.

Lin Yun didn't say a word, and there was a blood-red dagger in her hand, which was simple and bleak.

"That's true, but... Ouyang benefactor, are you confused? How could you be on the same side as Ying Yang! He is innate, how about you? The blood puppet corpse is half gone, and the remnant soul jade pen is close to being destroyed. What can we do to resist Ying Yang?" Yang?

"If he turns his face and refuses to recognize anyone, and can monopolize the dragon's veins, once you die, he can continue to go to Dayuan and take your great yuan's dragon veins." Pu Shan kept smiling kindly.

But with a few words, Ouyang Ming's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously distanced himself from Ying Yang.

Once the big man dies congenitally, who can restrain Ying Yang?

Ying Yang's face darkened, he hesitated to speak, he knew what to say, even if he couldn't win over Ouyang Ming.

"That's right!

"It hasn't been long since Master Yingyang stepped into Xiantian, and his strength is strong, but his strength is limited.

"Let's sit down and talk about how to divide the dragon vein crystal core? Ying Yang's benefactor is the most powerful, so we have no objection."

"Tianhuo Valley has suffered heavy casualties, and there must be something to gain!"

"I'm the only one left in the Phantom Sect. It's not too much to ask for a dragon vein crystal core, right?"

"I think we should work together to deal with this dragon-veined companion spirit beast first,

Speaking of which, if they had been able to fight against the enemy and work together, it would not have been able to kill so many people so easily. "

"..."

Pu Shan, Lin Yun, and the two half-step geniuses who survived by luck, one is the Supreme Elder of Tianhuo Valley, and the other is an evil warrior.

They quickly approached, forming an encirclement circle, encircling Ying Yang, and formed an alliance tacitly without any communication.

Ying Yang sighed, acquiescing to these people's proposal.

"No, you won't treat me as dead, will you?"

A voice came, full of confusion and teasing.

As if struck by lightning, everyone looked at the top of Longmai Mountain suddenly. The place covered by sword energy and killing character power just now has completely dissipated.

There was only one figure left, with ragged clothes, and a body that was as bright as white jade looming. He kept smiling lightly, but he was like a rock, lifeless, and even the sunlight seemed to be absorbed by this body.

This is because the Hunyuan Golden Body has been stimulated to the extreme, and the strength has been concentrated and restrained to the extreme.

This also caused everyone to think that Ye Qing was dead and that he was crushed to pieces in an instant.

"Roar~" The dragon-veined beast let out a happy cry.

Everyone's face was pale.

"How is it possible...how can you still be alive!" Ying Yang and Ouyang Ming looked terrified. After all, in their opinion, only those with supernatural powers can do it, and Nanyu will never do it. There is a strong person who can take the two ultimate moves at the same time.

This involves the secret of the innate masters leaving the Southern Region together five hundred years ago!

Pushan widened his eyes.

Lin Yun's breathing was rapid, and her heart seemed to be jumping out of her chest. When she realized it, she ran away with all her strength.

Ye Qing raised his hand slowly, holding his waist empty, as if he was holding the hilt of a sword, but everyone didn't see the existence of the sword until the shadowless scabbard slowly appeared.

The moment the Qianyang Divine Sword left its sheath an inch, a terrifying coercion enveloped all directions.

Tear!

The style of that sword, like the dawn of the sun, divides the world.

Two heads fell to the ground one after another, rolling on the ground.

It was Ying Yang and Ou Yangming! There was a faint look of horror on his face.

Lin Yun glanced back, the souls of the dead trembled, and without hesitation, she aroused the blood-red dagger in her hand.

Immediately surrounded by red light, her whole body turned into a shadow of blood, and instantly became a red dot on the skyline.

"Little Huang, take care of the rest. Want to escape now? It's too late!" Ye Qing ordered casually, and the dragon-veined beast excitedly rushed towards the remaining half-step Xiantian.

Ye Qing raised his hand and pointed towards the direction where Lin Yun disappeared.

In the forest fifty miles away, Lin Yun spurted blood, her beautiful eyes were bloodshot, and she was still holding a blood-red dagger tightly in her hand.

She raised her head suddenly, her face full of horror, "Don't kill me!"

Countless luck gathered in the sky, turned into a sharp blade that lifted the sky, and suddenly fell down!

The illusory blade of luck penetrated Lin Yun's body and quickly invaded her mind, trying to destroy her consciousness.

After one breath, the blood-red dagger fell off, and she knelt on the ground stupidly.