As the hunting began, the boy's bloody body gradually showed a faint halo, which seemed to be the condensing of sword energy and spiritual energy, gradually repairing the damage in his body.
The large patches of blood turned into blood stains and condensed on the skin. If it were changed to other people, it would be extremely hideous and terrifying.
However, the complexion was extremely pale, it seemed to be a shadow left by the sun, a little bit of blood fainted on it, as colorful as a plum blossom.
Knowing that it was blood, it made people feel breathless. Knowing that the figure in the sword light was a life-threatening Shura, he involuntarily slowed down and was surprised by the bright light.
This is not sensational, self-defeating, but human instinctive response to the beauty beyond imagination, so that there is a brief blank in the brain, but after this brief blank, when thinking of escape, the sword has penetrated the chest.
Before he died, all he saw was his own muddy blood rubbing the corner of the boy's snow-white clothes, but he could not get a drop.
Chu Huanzhi's slender and handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, the small world has mysterious power to isolate the whole world from the outside world, and even he can only descend as an illusory avatar, and it cannot last.
This kind of coming is extremely exhausting. There is no half of the original body's cultivation base. Only his Dao, eternal, condensed with Dao intent, can lead Chu Wuqing to appreciate the real killing swordsmanship, and then he can go a long way from now.
The young man's wrists are slender, holding it in his hand, he can feel the temperature of his skin, the pulse beating, and the young man's hair is gently scratched on his chest.
There is a tacit understanding between the two.
Above the sky, Chu Yunshu was still fighting Xiao Yan, but this fight was under Chu Yunshu's deliberate actions, getting closer and closer to Zufeng.
Chu Yun let out his divine consciousness, and the entire scene of Zufeng was in full view.
If someone with great power knows, they will be surprised that a complete foundation, half-step golden pill, can even perceive a mountain range ten miles away without being noticed by the people around it.
This kind of ability, even the Dao monks who have already stepped into the Nascent Soul, can hardly achieve it.
It was just this look that made Chu Yunshu pale in shock. The dark pupils showed a slight blood color, which was completely different from the immortal cultivator.
He was on the ancestral peak, behind Chu Wuqing, he saw a phantom, the phantom of Chu Huanzhi, the head of the Chu family!
How can this be?
The power that interferes with the small world, even the top Hedao power in the cultivation world, can't destroy anything, and can't suppress the cultivation base from entering. How could Chu Huanzhi mobilize the ghost to descend.
And also preached in phantom.
The most unpredictable of the Chu family is not the ancestor who often retreats, but the true monarch of Slaughter Sword.
No, this is not preaching. If it is just preaching, how can it be so close, even between father and son.
This kind of tacit understanding... is more like...
"Puff..." A mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from Chu Yun's sparse mouth, an invisible sword intent entered into his body, and the meridians were about to shatter. This was a warning!
No wonder, no wonder, everyone in the world says that Chu Huanzhi is the heaven of Anyang Realm. Even without the cultivation base and spiritual power, it can hurt people only by Taoism.
Chu Yunshu had to run away.
Chu Wuqing didn't know what happened in this short breath, but felt that the hand that Chu Huanzhi held on his waist was not so heavy. The phantom of his father seemed to be gradually disappearing, and he gradually got away from that strangeness. Detached from the state.
"Qingqing," Chu Huanzhi's voice resounded in Chu Wuqing's ear again. It was no longer as clear as before. It was like the echo of a valley, hazy, but broke into Chu Wuqing's mind, occupying the five senses, making Chu Wuqing was shocked.
"Watch with your heart, watch with the sword in your hand."
Chu Wuqing was in a daze, as if he knew what he didn't understand, the world before him became more and more blurred, the shadows were no longer human shadows, and the world was no longer the world.
It seems that everything in the world is made up of Dao, but it is subdued by the Slaughter Sword Dao, surpassing the Dao.
Shocked!
This is the way of killing swords, the way of Chu Huanzhi.
It will also be his Chu Wuqing way!
Chu Wuqing's sword movement became slower and slower, but the sword aura became more and more fierce. With every sweep out, it was an irresistible force.
"Qingqing," Chu Huanzhi fluttered with his wide sleeves, as if he was about to encase the young man, his vague voice suddenly became clear, "understand?"
As soon as the voice fell, Chu Wuqing felt a lightness in his waist, and the vague world suddenly restored, and the power that was pulled through by the mysterious force completely disappeared.
Chu Huanzhi's has left.
understand?
The avenue is difficult. How can it be a good fortune experience that can be completely understood, but it really opened the door to the avenue for Chu Wuqing and saw the truth that pointed to the core.
It made him take a big step ahead of all the monks at the same stage, even this step is a step that thousands of Yuan Ying monks who have no hope of transforming gods are willing to abandon everything and pursue.
Even if you die, it is better than being trapped forever, having a mental breakdown, and not seeing the other side of the Tao.
It even intercepted Chu Wuqing from the previous life in the gate of Yuan Yingqi.
Even if the gods are transformed, they can't ask for it. The way of True Monarch Slaughter Sword, but with the cultivation of gods, can change the world and kill the way of refining the virtual.
Chu Wuqing's spirit was still in a trance, the feeling just now was too shocking, even if Chu Huanzhi left, his heart wave couldn't calm down.
"Daddy." Chu Wuqing gathered his mind, and glanced at it. The original green grassy ancestral peak was covered with bones.
These thousands of monks were still besieging the ancestral peak not long ago, and they are bound to win, but in half a cup of tea, they died.
This is not just an understanding of Tao, but also Chu Huanzhi's guardianship, "Daddy."
It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish.
At this moment, within the third sect, in the head hall, the lights are always bright.
The head was sitting on a high position, his brows furrowed, and as the power of the third door of the Ten Doors Alliance, he himself was standing on one of the peaks of the cultivation world, Jindan Dzogchen, and such an expression rarely appeared on him.
However, there is always an anxiety that cannot be erased around him.
Suddenly, the deacon who was in charge of the core disciple's life card ran in, "Master, Wang Ning's life card is cracked."
The core disciples are at the core because they are the most outstanding people cultivated by the whole school. Each generation has only three people. Once one dies, it is a major loss to the school. If one generation is weak, the generation is weak.
And Wang Ning's half-step golden pill is one of the best.
In their opinion, it couldn't be easier for Wang Ning to lead the disciples of the little sect and besiege the fairy gate, but they never expected that Wang Ning's life card would be broken!
"You can kill my disciple even if you are a mere mere Xianlingmen!" Wang Ning's master threw the tea cup in his hand, stood up, and asked for orders: "Please order the leader to let the disciples of the school level the Xianlingmen for Ninger revenge!"
The ten main sects have always acted domineering, especially the first three. In their opinion, no matter right or wrong, as long as someone dares to kill their disciples, they must be bloodbathed. Only in this way can these people remember the majesty of the sect and let people only dare to avoid it. Retreat and dare not offend.
Even if the Fairy Spirit Gate is also in the ten major schools, even if the Fairy Spirit Gate was the head of the ten major faction alliance thousands of years ago.
Most of the other elders also seconded.
"Elder Tang, I know the grief in your heart, and you must not act rashly. This time it is not Wang Ning who went there alone. Everyone here knows how Wang Ning's cultivation is, not to mention the tens of thousands of cultivators besieging the Fairy Spirit Gate, that Fairy Spirit The door was able to kill Wang Ning, which is very powerful. Ning'er is dead, and I am also sad, but I always feel that it will not be that simple. Wait for information first."
"Report, none of the monks who besieged the Fairy Spirit Gate survived."
As soon as the information arrived, all the seconding elders were shocked, "This...is this really the fairy gate?"
"When did the fairy gate be so strong?" The elders who seconded were silent.
Only Wang Ning's master, Elder Tang, still grieves, and said angrily: "Even if the fairy gate rises, won't Ning'er get revenge? Today the fairy gate killed my core disciple safe and sound. Other schools have watched it. We have been watching for many years. The established doorway will disappear."
"Elder Tang makes sense. No matter how strong the fairy sect is, it can't kill the Sanyong sects of the small sect. What are you afraid of? But if we send troops after this matter, we will definitely be stopped by the Qing Ling sect. It’s better to let them sever their heads and apologize, just expose them."
"Yeah, it is the greatest kindness to let him sever his arm. There has never been a sect to kill our official disciple and not be destroyed. Moreover, it is still the core disciple Wang Ning. Xianlingmen should have a little knowledge and knowledge. Be grateful."
The author has something to say: Onmyoji is poisonous qaq, can't help but go back to beat the skin of the bird, and then he was tempted again... it was all my fault.
PS: Now we are fighting hard. I am afraid that someone who wants to report it, I declare again that Chu Huanzhi and Chu Wuqing are not biological fathers and sons, and they have no blood relationship or blood relationship.