The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Ziyang Sword drank animal blood, magic blood, and then human blood. It has completely become a big killer.

At first, when Zifeng stared at the top of the cliff and pulled out the Ziyang Sword, the Ziyang Sword was just an embryo. Now, with Zifeng's participation in the battle, the blade has been fully opened.

Zifeng held the Ziyang Sword and was transported to the 31st Killing Array.

In front of him was a snow-capped mountain, the wind howled like a tiger, the snow was flying, and the cold was biting.

Zifeng looked at the snow-capped mountains in front of him in disbelief, feeling the cold blizzard. He said to himself, "Is this an illusion?"

At this moment, a tiger roar suddenly came!

In the dense forest covered with snow, a huge snow tiger jumped out.

The Snow Tiger roared towards Zifeng.

Zifeng gently flashed aside.

At this time, a black fox demon would appear beside Zifeng, and suddenly stretched out a magic claw to aim at Zifeng's back. However, Zifeng suddenly disappeared.

Zifeng stood on the flat ground covered with snowflakes. Suddenly, the snow-capped mountains and falling snow in front of him disappeared, replaced by fluorescent arrays.

Zifeng's side is not far away. He is the black wing tiger king. On the other side, a black fox demon will become invisible again.

"The snowfall just now turned out to be an illusion. I am afraid it will be very difficult to cross the border from row 31. The combination of illusion and true killing array is definitely a means against the sky." Zifeng said to himself.

Suddenly, he felt danger coming from behind.

Without thinking about it, Zi Feng got up and cut out with a sword.

Behind him, a masked human monk was sealed by his sword.

Zifeng used his position to turn in the air and cut off the black wing tiger's head with a sword.

When he landed, his great sword was already on the chest of General Black Fox Demon.

Draw the sword, dodge the body, collect the magic blood, and at the same time, Zifeng restores the vitality of the body as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the sound of the cold wind whistling came from my ears again.

Zifeng found himself standing on the glacier with a piece of ice at his feet, mixed with ferocious beasts, magic generals and human monks.

The ferocious beasts roared, the magical flames were overwhelming, and the vitality storms, all three mixed together, rushed towards the purple wind madly.

Zifeng is very calm. His great sword pointed to the ground with a cold smile. His great sword drew a big circle in the void.

Draw a circle with a sword.

The sky is round!

Whether they are ferocious beasts, magic generals or human monks, they are all sealed by swords.

Whether it is a ferocious beast, a demon or a human, the most vulnerable place is always the throat.

Zifeng kept his strength and vitality to a minimum, but even so, the vitality in Zifeng's body was still rapidly disappearing.

Energy consumption is a big disadvantage. Although Zifeng's cultivation recovery rate is ten times that of ordinary cultivators, it still cannot fully compensate for the energy consumed.

In fact, this has a lot to do with his failure to break through martial arts.

If we break through the martial arts master, Zifeng's training speed and recovery speed will double.

But in the past six months, no matter how hard Zifeng cultivated, even if all the lotus root spars in the space were exhausted, he barely broke through to the peak of the 9th-order martial artist.

There is only one step away from breaking through the martial arts world, but this step is difficult to surpass.

Fortunately, after more than half a year of practice, his understanding of border protection colors, such as walking up a flight of stairs, Bai Muya and Yun Qingshan, is Zifeng's understanding of border protection colors.

If Zifeng doesn't want to expose his realm, no one can spy on his true realm.

Zifeng took a tonic pill, a vital essence. Produced in the body, Zifeng speeds up the vitality of the whole body.

At this time, there are only 20 interest rates.

However, to Zifeng's surprise, he didn't blink, nor was he transferred to the 32nd killing array.

A peach blossom forest appeared in front of him. In the peach forest, the fragrance of flowers is tangy, the peach blossoms are gleaming, and bees and butterflies are flying and circling in the peach forest. What a beautiful picture of bees and butterflies in spring.

At the end of Taolin is a thatched house with a young man in a blue shirt sitting in it.

This man has a noble appearance and an extraordinary appearance.

In front of him is a lyre, his hands plucking the strings.

Zifeng was surprised because he discovered that the piano in front of him was actually his Coke tail piano.

The young man raised his head and smiled at Zifeng. His smile is gentle and peaceful. He didn't look like Zifeng who was about to be killed.

"Zheng!"

The man gently stroked the strings, and a clear voice resounded through the peach tree. Peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, and gradually want to attract his attention.

...

"We finally reached the 31st array." Master Bodhi was deeply moved.

"Master, what does the thirty-first formation do not understand?" Yun Qingshan asked curiously.

Lord Wuhou, King Yulong, cold weather, Qin Wangyue and others all pricked their ears and listened attentively.

Master Bodhi looked at Tianti Mountain in front of him and said with some sadness: "From the 31st to the 40th, this road is called the funeral road of geniuses. Throughout the ages, many famous human monks have been here. Lose your temper on the road."

"I see. No wonder the lights are still on after 25 hours. This is still true." Wu Cheng's main road.

Qin Wangyue suddenly asked, "Master, seeing you so sad, has your friend lost his temper in his thirties?"

Master Bodhi nodded and said with a pained expression: "An old friend of mine lost his temper 35 years ago. At that time, he was a famous Qin Chi in the entire Xichuan cultivation circle. His surname was Ji Changming, a distant man. Words."

"Ah? Is it Yao Ji?" King Qin took a deep breath and said, "When I was young, I once found a sheet of music. In the latter exercise, Dunn was shocked by the person who wrote the sheet. The author of the sheet was Mr. Yao Ji."

Master Bodhi nodded and said: "Yes, my old friend, as early as 500 years ago, was the first musician among the younger generation of monks. His accomplishments in piano art are unparalleled in the world. Unfortunately, in the end, I I still lost my temper."

"Genius is the road to destruction, as expected. Even five hundred years ago, the first young monk in the world was strangled to death. I wonder if Zifeng can survive this test?" said Yulong King.

All eyes looked again, projecting the beacons in the array.

The light of the 31st killing array is still on, and the light of the 32nd killing array is not on.

...

The sky is full of peach blossoms, spinning like rain.

Covered with Zifeng, Zifeng said in his heart secretly, the blue monk in the thatched hut has superb piano skills.

In the peach blossom rain in the sky, Zifeng could not escape, even if he would do his best.