The sword grass stood on the top of the mountain, gently shaking, and the sword light in the sky fell down, turning into a long river of sword energy that swept over.
A pale and weak woman wearing a black robe had calm eyes, regular and charming features, and dark pupils.
She hid herself in the crowd, keeping her aura at a level similar to that of the people around her.
"Star Sword Grass is a second-grade spiritual medicine, rare and precious."
She revealed the true identity of the Medicine King in one sentence. He was an ordinary elixir among herbs, like the hemostatic grass on the roadside. The only outstanding thing about him was that he had existed from the ancient times to the immortal era.
That's what makes it so intimidating.
Started ordinary, born extraordinary.
"Fortunately, we didn't let that idiot Tianshi come this time." The woman in black robe breathed a sigh of relief. If that idiot with muscles in his brain had come, he would definitely fight with the Medicine King above.
In the end, there is a high probability that we will not win.
Because the Medicine King has the advantage of time, place and people, unless the Demon Abyss takes action across the border, his chances of winning are slim.
The higher the level of the strong, the smaller the advantage in the fight will be infinitely magnified.
The Demon Abyss will naturally participate in the prosperity of the Arctic Circle. The woman is Jade Fairy, one of the Five Saints of the Demon Abyss. Later, because the Supreme Saint and Sage Realm fell into the Demon Abyss, the clear turned into turbid, and Jade Fairy also became the True Lord of Bones.
Madam White Bone is a respectful title.
At first, the Demon Abyss was just a bystander, but when the plants and trees in the Creation Realm became spirits, they could no longer sit still.
This time she came to look for a magical medicine, a magical medicine that could make her "flesh and bones". As long as she got rid of the white bones, her cultivation would dissipate, and her Taoism would be further improved.
The holy kings are divided into upper, middle and lower levels. The upper ones have already completed the Tao, the middle ones are perfect inside and out, and the lower ones have obtained the power of the Tao.
She is of the lower kind, having the power of attaining the Tao but lacking a body that is perfect both inside and out.
Madam Yu Gu looked up at the Medicine King above, with a hint of eagerness in her eyes.
The plants and trees that bring forth spirits are gods.
The Taoist rhyme contained in it is extraordinary and can truly enable people to reach heaven in one step.
"ah!!!"
Another reincarnated person was turned into a bloody mist on the spot.
The body was shattered and the soul escaped.
The soul was carried away by the life-saving Taoist magic and magic weapon and flew outside. The sword grass shook again, and a sword cut through the space. The dark space crack was ten thousand meters long, blocking the exit of the cave, making it impossible for people to take another step forward.
The soul moved in the void, but ultimately could not escape from the cave.
The sword flashed and the last means of saving life was shattered, and boundless coldness enveloped the soul.
He could feel gazes coming from all directions, from the sword grass, other plant spirits, and even from the few demon cultivators in the team.
There must be more than one cultivator rushing in together. Just like the first to enter the cave in ancient times, there are both benefits and risks.
According to the practice of the cultivation world in exploring unknown treasure lands, monks usually make rules to enter together, and will not separate until they are sure there is no danger, or even fight each other.
However, others were also busy at the moment.
There are too many plant and wood spirits.
Die!
A thought that made his hair stand on end came to his mind and instantly broke through all his concerns.
Change is necessary.
"Fellow Daoist, please protect me. I will burn my soul and break open the entrance again!!!"
In today's situation, simply promising benefits is useless, and we must directly grasp the interests of everyone.
That is to escape.
The sword light struck again, as if swallowing up the daylight, leaving only the sword light on everything.
This attack left the Jindan Zhenren, who was only left with his soul, with no chance of survival, even though he had the cultivation base of the peak Jindan level, had a very profound Nascent Soul cultivation in his previous life, and had a rare treasure on him that he had obtained by chance.
All these skills had saved his life in the last round of attacks, so this time it would be useless on his own.
The sword light hit an invisible barrier. Several Jindan Zhenren flashed in front of the unlucky guy who was only left with his soul, and tried their best to block the attack for the opponent.
The sword light collided with the Taoist magic in the sky and finally returned to nothingness.
A wisp of cool wind blew past. The area within a hundred miles of the entrance had been flattened to the ground, leaving only the grass, trees, monsters and the intruders.
The dead had already appeared, and they didn't even have a chance to call for help.
Shenhun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and at the same time was also thankful for his own alertness.
If I hadn't said that just now, it's highly likely that no one would save me. On the contrary, once I said it, someone would definitely save me, and they wouldn't verify whether it was true or not.
The fighting situation changes rapidly, leaving no time for thinking and discussion.
The five or six companions standing in front of him glanced sideways and turned to look at the monk who was left with only his soul.
now you.
There was a hint of coldness in the dim light. These old monsters who had lived for thousands of years naturally did not need the spirit of contract because they had coercive power in themselves.
"Three breaths of time."
The form of the soul shrank into a ball of light, and the sword light from the sky above fell again. This time, the scattered cultivators gathered into a ball.
The sword grass sways, and all things become silent.
Three gray-white sword lights appeared in an instant.
Holy King!!!
The cultivators were sweating profusely, thinking that if they huddled together, it would accelerate their own death. At this moment, they vaguely understood that what they were facing was not just a simple incarnation of the spirit, but a Saint King.
Not to mention three breaths, even one breath is difficult to sustain.
"Why"
A being with a strong scent of incense sighed softly and threw out an incense artifact, which shattered it and eliminated the first sword light.
"My fellow Taoists, don't be stingy, or you may lose your life."
The second sword light followed, and a jade pendant flew out, transforming into a real dragon phantom. It was baring its fangs and claws, mighty and majestic, as if it really existed, with a three-point charm of practicing fake to become real.
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