I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

A hundred miles southeast of Fortress No. 9, at the entrance of a canyon.

"Those two monsters fled into the canyon."

"Chasing! Don't let these two devil thieves go!"

A team of eight people came to Taniguchi, and watched two foundation-building demon cultivators in black robes fly towards the depths of the valley one kilometer away.

These eight people were all wearing white robes, with the logo of the golden crow holding a bell on their shoulders. They were obviously full members of Zhenfan Temple, and even three of them had reached the foundation building stage, and one of them was a middle-aged male cultivator. The middle stage of foundation building.

Although one of them looked a little immature, but his whole body was imposing, with a sense of justice in his brows, it was Jiang Yun's sixth disciple, Long Hao.

Long Hao observed the surrounding terrain, frowned slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and said to the leading middle-aged male cultivator, "Brother Feng, these two people are running towards the depths of this valley without turning their heads. I fear there will be problems."

Hearing Long Hao's worry, the others looked at each other and laughed instead.

The middle-aged male cultivator also shook his head and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Long, there is no need to worry. This group of seven people was attacked and killed by us, and only two of them escaped. Those dead demon cultivators can't be fake. If you are not at ease, let go of your spiritual sense, if there is any problem, I will retreat at any time."

"but."

"Hurry up and don't let them escape."

Long Hao's expression changed a few times and he was still hesitant, but seeing that the rest of his teammates were speeding up with an eager look, he could only grit his teeth and follow in the end.

Not long after, everyone had already penetrated into the canyon for several kilometers, and the cliffs on both sides became higher and higher as they went inward.

All of a sudden, the two demon cultivators who were already gradually approaching and only half a mile away from the crowd in Zhenfan Hall suddenly disappeared in a blur.

At the same time, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the surrounding area was shrouded in gray fog.

Everyone's faces were very ugly, they understood that they had entered into the array arranged by others.

Everyone looked around and found that there was some Yin Qi in the mist, so they quickly took out a elixir to eliminate Yin Qi and put it in their mouths and slowed down their breathing.

The leading middle-aged male cultivator's face was ashen, and he said with shame: "I think that Feng, I have experienced many battles, and I have killed countless evil cultivators and demon cultivators. Unexpectedly, there is not a young man like Fellow Daoist Long who can see clearly today." , this is all my fault!"

Long Hao wanted to say in his heart that it was impossible to be without anger, but he also knew that no matter how much he blamed, it would not help, the most important thing now was to survive.

Long Hao's expression was stern, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it's useless to regret now, let's think about it. Wait, something is coming!"

Everyone looked condensed and quickly formed a formation, and each sacrificed a magic weapon to prepare a spell.

They have fought side by side for more than a month and have formed a tacit understanding.

"~Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~hee hee~~~hahahahaha"

I saw ghosts and ghosts starting to wander nearby.

Among them, the evil ghosts in the Qi training stage are full of pain and ferociousness, but they can only whine, while the evil ghosts who have reached the foundation establishment stage will make terrifying laughter, roars, or painful hisses.

At the same time, the surrounding gray fog gradually thickened. Everyone's eyesight as immortal cultivators was astonishing, but they could only see enemies ten meters away. During the foundation building stage, they could only see enemies within forty or fifty meters away.

For a moment, it seemed that there were seas of evil spirits in all directions, and it was impossible to see the number of evil spirits.

The leading monk surnamed Feng tried to observe the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and soon a fine layer of sweat oozed from his head, and he said through gritted teeth:

"Everyone, restrain your spiritual sense and don't spread it around. This gray mist actually has the ability to consume your spiritual sense. You only need to use your spiritual sense to control the magic weapon."

Soon the vicious fight began, and the three monks who had perfected their qi training in the team each took out a formation flag, and the triangular mask protected everyone inside, and the surrounding gray mist was excluded from the formation.

The rest of the people also used their own methods, and a series of colorful auras began to flash non-stop, and several magic weapons flew up and down around them, and they were not at a disadvantage in the face of countless evil spirits for a while.

Long Hao's face was still stern, but his expression changed in vain, a white sword light flew out from the sword box behind him, it turned out to be a top-quality flying sword covered in silver.

Long Hao made a tactic with both hands, the silver-white spiritual light flickered and made a buzzing sound, and phantoms of white swords appeared around Feijian, dozens of them appeared in an instant, and the number continued to increase.

"disease!"

With a soft shout, all the sword shadows shot towards the area where the evil ghosts and silver souls are most concentrated like white arrows, like a shower of stars.

The white sword shadow seems to have a special effect on Yin Qi. When a sword shadow goes down, the evil spirits of a Qi training period will dissipate and turn into a black smoke.

An evil spirit at the early stage of the foundation building period fiercely slapped a throwing knife away with its blood-colored claws. Suddenly, a sword shadow pierced its chest and formed a wound. The wound was covered with a layer of white spiritual power. It seems painful to let out a howl of pain.

The other female evil ghost who was originally smiling was unable to laugh after being stabbed, and turned into a shrill scream.

During the foundation building period, black smoke billowed from the wound of the evil spirit and consumed the whiteness of the wound. After a few breaths, although the wound healed, the breath of the evil spirit was much weaker.

Although good results were achieved, Long Hao's expression was troubled, and he did not show the slightest complacency.

On the one hand, he has a stable temperament and is not arrogant or impetuous. On the other hand, this scene was often seen in the previous month of combat.

This "Sword Light Separation Technique" is exactly the supernatural power spell attached to the practice method Yuxu Sword Art. The special feature of this spell is that if it is cast through a magic weapon, the separated sword shadow will come with this magic weapon some of the characteristics.

The silver-white top-grade flying sword is called the True Crane Sword, and it was a gift from his master when he built the foundation. The main material for refining is a piece of white crane steel weighing seven catties. Lingshi.

The white crane steel itself has a certain restraint effect on the evil spirit. After being refined into a magic weapon, several powerful inscriptions are engraved on it, and its power is astonishing.

On the one hand, Long Hao is very grateful for his master's love, but on the other hand, he also wants to prove himself and hope to become the pride of his master.

Long Hao felt the spiritual power in his body. Although the spiritual power is still relatively abundant, he still decisively took out a pill to restore spiritual power and took it.

"The master said that in the face of melee, you must perform actions to restore your spiritual power at the beginning of the battle, so as to enhance your endurance."

Long Hao's words to Jiang Yun were remembered as the truth of life.

At this moment, several evil spirits from the foundation building stage approached from behind Long Hao, and the rest of the teammates quickly distributed several magical weapons to meet them.

Long Hao snorted coldly, and a green light flew out from the sword box and shot towards a ghost with the highest cultivation. But the green light disappeared as soon as it flew a few meters away.

This evil ghost has reached the late stage of foundation establishment. He is wearing a black armor, holding a blood-colored spear that is ten feet long in his hand, and his body is billowing with black smoke.

This evil spirit did not howl like the other evil spirits, but kept silent, and the fierce evil spirit could be felt tens of meters away.

The evil spirit had just fired a bullet with a long gun, and seemed to have sensed something, only to see a bloody light flashed by the head of the gun, and only heard a sound of "铛~~", a green light was shot away by the long gun.

The green light showed that the figure was a slender and delicate green flying sword. After being knocked into the air, the flying sword flew into the air. A phantom of a huge sword appeared around the flying sword, exuding powerful fluctuations of spiritual power.

The giant sword turned around in the air and shot downwards, aiming at the evil ghost in the late stage of foundation establishment.

At the same time, Long Hao stretched out a hand, the palm of which was facing the direction of the evil spirit. With the surge of spiritual power all over his body, a golden magic circle with a diameter of two meters slowly appeared in front of his palm. The runes and spirit patterns turned slightly.

After one breath, the magic circle was completed, Long Hao's palm changed from a palm to two fingers, and countless golden spirit swords shot out from the magic circle

after a stick of incense

The gray fog in the canyon slowly dissipated, and the interior scenery began to emerge.

I saw that some people in Zhenfan Hall were panting, some were pale, three of them were slightly injured, one was seriously injured, and the seriously injured person lost an arm, looking like he was alive after a catastrophe.

Controlling one silver and one green, two superb flying swords flew back to the sword box from a distance, Long Hao let out a long breath.

He still has 30% of his spiritual power, which is pretty good compared to others, because the other teammates basically have very little spiritual power left.

Although they have broken the formation, they are not at all happy now. Instead, their brows seem to be shrouded in frost, and many people's eyes are even full of despair.

At this time, they were already surrounded by thirty or forty demon cultivators, and eight of them had reached the foundation establishment stage.

These demon cultivators were all dressed in ghost spirit gate costumes, and the leader was a young male cultivator with a skinny face, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation establishment.

The skinny male cultivator looked at Long Hao and the others for a while, and then showed a creepy smile.

"Jie jie jie jie! It's a little bit capable of breaking the thousand ghost formation of our ghost spirit gate. Well, the guys who came this time are all from Zhenfan Temple. The heads of such guys are very valuable, and the other three are from the foundation building stage. , this time we can make a small fortune!

The skinny man Xiu stood faintly in front of everyone, his handsome face was full of teasing, and his cold eyes looked at everyone, making people shudder.

The rest of the magic monks all let out cold laughter.

One of the male cultivators said with a smile: "It's still the elder brother's idea. Let the two of us wander around the canyon with a group of cannon fodder, and flee to the canyon as soon as the cannon fodder dies."

"Thanks to the amazing speed of the top-grade flying sword lent to us by the elder brother, otherwise we would not have escaped successfully!" Another male cultivator continued.

These two were obviously the two foundation-building demon cultivators who escaped before.

A mid-stage Foundation Establishment female cultivator in a black dress with dark eyes said with a coquettish smile, "These guys have lost their spiritual power, and they're stuck in the depths of the canyon, so there's nowhere to run!"

The female cultivator looked at Long Hao and the others, her expression turned cold in vain, she opened her mouth full of fangs, and said in a cold tone:

"Our Ghost Spirit Sect pays attention to etiquette before fighting, so I will give you a chance to commit suicide and destroy your soul. I will give you five breaths of time to think about it!"

"You must also know that if the soul falls into our hands, it will be of great use!"

Hearing the female cultivator's words, Long Hao and the others looked very ugly.

Soon a monk seemed to recognize the skinny man, his face turned pale and bitter.

"That's Yun Jiu'an, the ninth vampire on the list, with a late-stage foundation cultivation. I heard that he once faced two late-stage foundation-establishment monks of Tianquebao, killing one and seriously injuring the other! But he was unscathed."

The man's words were full of despair.

Everyone in Zhenfan Hall felt suffocated when they heard this.

The strength of the foundation-building powerhouses who are so high in the reward ranking is extremely terrifying, and it really doesn't take much effort to kill ordinary monks in the early and mid-stage foundation building.

Except for the two leaders in the Demon Dao team, the rest of the team started to glance at each other and speak arrogantly.

Among them, the words of some of the devils in the Qi training period were even more disgusting.

"Uncle Yun's magic power is overwhelming, it is your luck that you can die at the hands of Uncle Yun!"

"You're not going to catch him without a fight, do you want to learn about Uncle Yun's supernatural powers?"

"Quack quack quack, that female cultivator looks pretty good, the brothers captured him and made him into a cauldron for Uncle Yun!"

This flattery, those who didn't know it thought it was the elder of the Danqi period who came out.

But these younger brothers still have the last trace of IQ, and no fool said that there is no need for Uncle Yun to take action.

Because they know that these Zhenfandian monks are more difficult to deal with, if the opponent can really catch them without a fight, then they, the younger brothers, will not have to be killed or injured.

It may be that he has been affected by listening to too much flattery recently, and the skinny monk also showed a little color, and said:

"You are a bit knowledgeable, so I will save your life and become my servant under the life and death restriction! As for the furnace."

"No, no, no! Yun Lang is a concubine, An Lang can't touch other women!"

Before the skinny male cultivator finished speaking, a soft and ethereal female voice came from the male cultivator.

I saw a woman in a blood-colored wedding dress coming out from behind the male cultivator, with her hands resting on the male cultivator's shoulders, a small face with a stunning face resting on the male cultivator's right shoulder, showing an expression of grievance, looking very pitiful .

The woman's hands, face, neck, collarbone, and the soft parts exposed by the wedding dress are all abnormally white, and they look fragile.

But everyone in Zhenfan Hall took a step back one after another, because the woman's eye sockets were completely black, and the whites and eyeballs could not be seen at all, it was obviously some kind of evil.

The demonic monks around saw their backs shivered when they saw the woman, and stayed away from the male cultivator calmly. Especially the disciple who proposed the furnace just now was trembling.

Hearing the woman's words, the skinny male cultivator showed an affectionate look, and said in a doting tone:

"Good Yan'er, my husband naturally only loves you alone, why would I touch other women? Today my husband will make you full!"

After careful observation, Long Hao and others found that the woman in the bloody wedding dress was a special kind of evil spirit, exuding a stench of blood spiritual power all over her body, and her cultivation had reached the terrifying level of the completion of the foundation building period.

The woman in wedding dress flirted with the skinny man for a while and then looked at Long Hao and the others. After seeing Long Hao, she seemed to recognize something and whispered something in the male cultivator's ear.

The skinny man froze for a moment after he finished mentioning it, his face showed ecstasy, and he laughed ecstatically.

"Jiejiejie~~, look what we found? It's the Tianlinggen boy who has issued a special reward in the past few days!"

"Although it didn't make it into the top 50 list, the rookie's bounty in the early stage of foundation establishment is actually comparable to that of the fifth-ranked powerhouse. It's really a fortune!"

The rest of the people also showed ecstasy, and even those who were in the Qi training period were in a very good mood.

Because they didn't know that even though Senior Brother Yun and other Foundation Establishment Senior Uncles would share more than 90% of the bounty, giving them some soup would be a windfall!

The black-robed female cultivator said excitedly: "Senior Brother Yun, don't kill him, the door has spoken, as long as someone can capture him alive, he will be rewarded with 10,000 meritorious deeds and a secret Yinling Pill passed down inside the door. Treasures with a 20% probability of forming alchemy are only a few pieces in a hundred years in the sect."

"I guess someone from above wants to find a good body to seize the house. We caught this person today because of the blessing of our ancestors!"

Although he was facing a desperate situation at this moment, Long Hao did not regret coming to Jinguyuan.

Three months ago, after he succeeded in establishing the foundation, his wife gave him a top-quality magic weapon sword box and a top-quality silver-white flying sword.

According to the teacher's wife, the two top-grade magic weapons were prepared by the master before going to the battlefield and placed here with her, and they will be handed over to him after he builds the foundation, so that he can use them comfortably.

Long Hao was very moved, but remembering that his master said he didn't like hypocritical people, he could only take the magic weapon moved, and vowed to practice hard in the future to repay the great kindness of his master and his wife.

After sacrificing the magic weapon, he thought of the deep blood feud between his family and the Demonic Dao, so he proposed to his teacher Xue Jian that he wanted to go to the front line to fight, but the teacher naturally disagreed.

So he sneaked out directly, and came to Jinguyuan on the medium-sized flying boat sent by the sect to deliver supplies.

After coming here, I naturally went to visit the master Jiang Yun first. I thought the master would scold him, but instead of getting angry, the master smiled and gently told him to be careful.

He was given a few talismans and a yellow orb, which he said was a protective treasure, and the orb could be used without sacrifice, so he hung it on his chest on weekdays and let him go.

Long Hao didn't take it seriously, thinking it was some kind of magic weapon for automatic body protection.

Later, we will start to eliminate demons and defend Taoism. Long Hao is really excited, but he is not a reckless man, on the contrary, he is very clever.

He believes that the first time you come to Jinguyuan, you must first be familiar with the situation and terrain. So he joined a team of Zhenfandian.

As Jiang Yun's direct disciple, Long Hao had already gone through formal membership procedures of Zhenfan Temple, so he joined the team easily.

In addition to the team, he has three foundation-building monks, and the remaining few are in the Qi training period, and none of them are weak players. The subsequent battle went very smoothly.

In order to live up to his master's trust in him, Long Hao must work hard to kill the enemy!

I hope that with my own efforts and achievements, I can give the master a face. I have been fighting like this for more than a month, until today

Facing the enemy in front of them, although Long Hao and his teammates knew in their hearts that they would definitely not be able to win, none of them flinched.

Long Hao's eyes were still sharp, like a sharp sword. He began to use his spiritual power to condense the power of his consciousness. Although his spiritual power was insufficient, the aura of his whole body began to rise instead.

The two top-quality flying swords in the sword box seemed to feel the owner's mind and began to buzz, as if they couldn't wait to fly out of the box to kill the enemy.

At this moment, Long Hao thought of the family's expectations, of the strict but caring master, of the gentle but beating his mistress.

"Master, master, clansmen, I might die here today, but I won't embarrass you!"

At this moment, Long Hao's energy and energy have reached the peak state, and he vowed to fight to the end with the demons.

"Do it! Remember! Don't kill the boy from Tianlinggen"

"Finished formation!"

The leaders of both sides gave an order, and the two sides sacrificed magic tools and talismans, and dozens of colorful auras attacked each other.

Long Hao kept in mind his master's teaching that the most important thing in a melee is not to stand out but to save his life, so he first took out two white high-level defensive talismans from the storage bag.

These two talismans were presented by the master, but the master didn't tell him the name of the talisman, and he only cared about the sword in his hand, not the way of the talisman, so he didn't know the talisman.

But the master said that the defensive effect of this talisman against the magic cultivator is very good, and what the master said is not wrong.

The white light of the two zhang talisman flashed, and countless white auras swirled around his body, like a flowing white shield.

As soon as a skeleton exuding black mist approached Long Hao, several streams of white spiritual energy scattered from its body to disperse it.

Long Hao was amazed by the effect of the talisman, but at the same time he was overjoyed. He could let go of his hands and feet and concentrate on controlling the flying sword.

"disease!"

Following Long Hao's soft shout, a sharp sword intent rose up, and a silver light flashed across the battlefield like a shooting star.

A demon cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment was releasing a black fork magic weapon with a wild laugh, but his expression suddenly froze, and then the whole person fell towards the ground, and his head separated on the way.

The silver light shuttled between the two magic spells and the magic weapon like a fish, beheading three people again in an instant, one of them even released the spiritual shield but still couldn't save his life.

However, the body that blocked the silver-white light through the spiritual shield finally appeared, and it turned out to be a silver-white flying sword.

At this moment, Long Hao feels that he is Feijian, and Feijian is himself, as if his consciousness is attached to Feijian.

Soon Long Hao realized that he had to take down the key person, and the silver flying sword turned into a silver light and shot out again, halfway the silver light trembled slightly and turned into eight silver lights scattered in all directions, and it was impossible to tell which one was ontology.

I saw eight silver lights attacking Yun Jiu'an from different directions in all directions, and at the same time a phantom also quietly approached Yun Jiu'an's back.

"Succeeded!" Long Hao couldn't help being delighted. As long as Yun Jiu'an can be killed, everyone has hope of living.

Yun Jiu'an just looked at Long Hao coldly, and didn't seem to care about the attacks around him.

At this time, the female evil ghost behind Nanxiu let out a chuckle, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the female evil ghost and turned into a bloody mist that enveloped Yun Jiu'an.

But it was this thin layer of blood mist that easily blocked the silver lights. After entering the blood mist, the eight silver lights almost stopped moving as if they were stuck in a mud pit, revealing eight silver flying swords.

At the same time, a pure white hand in the depths of the female evil ghost grabbed the void behind her.

The scene after that changed Long Hao's face, which was originally slightly happy.

The female ghost's hand turned a viscous blood red, and a green glow suddenly flashed between her five fingers. With a buzzing sound, a green flying sword suddenly appeared in the female ghost's hand.

The flying sword exuded a green aura and kept shaking, but the female ghost's slender arms didn't shake at all like iron tongs catching a fish.

Seeing this scene, Long Hao squeezed out a slightly hoarse voice.

"Damn monster!"