The Longevity Martial Arts Path: Starting with the Five Elements of Health

In the Ten Thousand Souls cave, Su Changkong sat quietly cross-legged. Outside the stone platform in front of him, the 'swordsman in black' who manifested the sword intent was now facing the siege of six masters transformed by the artistic conception of martial arts. Some of them are good at swords, some are good at fists and feet, and one of them has reached the level of Xiaocheng artistic conception.

"Chichichi!"

A long knife in the hand of the black-clothed swordsman cuts vertically and horizontally.

"puff!"

The warrior who besieged the black-clothed swordsman and reached the artistic conception of Xiaocheng held two short swords and stabbed the black-clothed swordsman directly in the chest, but the black-clothed swordsman's long sword was longer, and the sword was faster, and he turned back with a sword to stop him by the waist. cut off!

It didn't take long for the masters who manifested the will of martial arts to be defeated by Su Changkong, and Su Changkong was not completely unharmed. The chest and abdomen of the black-clothed swordsman transformed by the sword intent were cut with deep visible wounds. .

This was directly reflected in Su Changkong's sea of ​​consciousness, causing Su Changkong's body to convulse in pain, and his sword intent was damaged.

Su Changkong has become accustomed to it, the light curtain rises around the stone platform, Su Changkong began to digest today's gains to perfect his sword technique, and at the same time, he knew that the five qi in the sea were surging, wrapped around the damaged sword intent, and began to repair it.

Chopping Iron Sword (57% shocking world in 10 realms)

Knife raising technique (unparalleled 5% in 9 realms)

It was already a month after Su Changkong practiced in this Ten Thousand Souls cave, and in this month, Su Changkong's progress was extremely rapid.

The swordsmanship is moving towards the peak, and the swordsmanship is advancing by leaps and bounds, breaking into the 9th realm!

"The sword technique has reached my realm. In fact, it is very difficult to have a qualitative change in terms of skills. It is more related to the spiritual realm, such as momentum and sword intent... It is to progress in this direction."

Su Changkong also realized in his heart that the process of cultivating the sword technique is basically to sharpen the sword intent and make the sword intent stronger!

Concentrating his mind, Su Changkong digested today's gains, and warmed up his saber intent by reaching the ninth realm of saber raising techniques. This made Su Changkong's damaged saber intent quickly recover to its peak, and it was even better than before.

And with this period of time, Su Changkong can often enter a wonderful realm, he seems to see his origin, see his soul, and gradually produce some kind of transformation, this process is very slow, but also very stable .

Su Changkong believes that he has the ability to take the sword technique to the next level!

"bring it on!"

A new day came, the light curtain around the stone platform dissipated, and it was a new round of grinding. Among those spar, several powerful martial arts artistic conceptions condensed, attacking Su Changkong, Su Changkong's spirit and spirit Has recovered to the peak, released the sword intent, condensed the black-clothed swordsman, and started a new round of fierce fighting again.

In this cave of ten thousand souls, there are thousands of martial arts spirits left by the five masters. They are good at different points. Even if they are good at the same weapon and martial arts, the characteristics of the martial arts they cultivate are also different.

The same is the sword technique, some are inclined to be fast and fierce, while others are heavy and tough!

And what Su Changkong has to do is to experience the artistic conception of these martial arts, absorb all their advantages, make up for his own shortcomings, and make up for all the shortcomings, until his swordsmanship has no flaws and weaknesses, and becomes perfect!

With round after round of attacks, every day Su Changkong experienced high-level battles in Wanshun's cave. If he were an ordinary person, his sword intent would not be able to keep up with the consumption, and he would be exhausted in the continuous fierce battle. Withering, the sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, so I can only choose to give up.

Or be defeated by the continuous siege of a large number of martial arts wills.

And Su Changkong's progress is too fast! As the intensity of each attack increases, his progress is enough to deal with the next attack!

The sword raising technique is able to raise the sword with his own five qi, to ensure that his sword intent will always remain at the peak, and he will not choose to give up because of too much loss.

"It's been two months... that young man can still hold on? Is his sword intent going to be a big one?"

The white-haired old man outside the Ten Thousand Souls Cave couldn't help but move. How did Su Changkong persevere in two months?

And to be able to bless it to this day, at least it will be a great achievement!

Su Changkong, who had just entered the Wansoul Cave, had only just completed his sword intent. What kind of terrifying progress was this?

The white-haired old man had a solemn expression on his face. This young man named Dao Wufeng might not be as simple as he imagined!

Inside the Ten Thousand Souls cave, Su Changkong saw a tall human-shaped crystal filled with the artistic conception of martial arts, forming a man in blue clothes and holding a long sword. Spaces are all cutting twists.

"This is Dacheng Sword Intent!"

Su Changkong was dignified, but more excited. In two months' time, the martial arts artistic conception of Dacheng level finally appeared in the Wanshun Military Cave!

"kill!"

Su Changkong's sword intent condensed into a black-clothed swordsman, and started a fight with the blue-clothed man.

Su Changkong's iron-cutting saber technique returned to its original form. It seemed that every move was simple, but it could produce countless changes at any time.

And the blue-clothed man's blade law was like thunder and lightning, and it all turned into light and shadow, so fast that it was beyond imagination, accompanied by the sound of crackling thunder, full of a mood of destruction.

"Clang clang clang!"

Bright sparks burst out in the air one after another, as well as the sound of colliding knives, the two were evenly matched.

"Purple Thunder Blade Technique, the blade is like thunder, destroying mountains and rivers, one blade is stronger than the other."

With the fight, Su Changkong also constantly realized the mystery of this Dacheng sword meaning, and integrated it into his own sword technique.

"Shhhhhh!"

The sword stance of the black-clothed swordsman changed, dragging the bleak thunder and slashing out, which was more than a few percent faster than before.

"laugh!"

The man in blue was slashed by the blade and his body burst open. The battle was decided. Like the dozens of battles he had experienced before, it all ended with Su Changkong's victory.

Only by continuing to win, Su Changkong can push the sword technique to a higher level!

"It's coming... My saber intent has reached its culmination, and I can feel that my saber intent is about to undergo some kind of transformation!"

Su Changkong was excited. In the Ten Thousand Souls cave, his potential was fully squeezed out, and he was getting closer and closer to transformation!

After two months in the Ten Thousand Souls cave, the quality of Su Changkong's daily opponents has increased significantly, at least one of the martial arts artistic conception of a large-scale artistic conception has recovered, accompanied by several small-scale artistic conception levels to besiege him.

Su Changkong is improving every day, from the initial need to fight hard to win, to gradually winning more and more easily, his progress is too fast!

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

Chopping iron sword (10 shocking world 100%)

Knife raising technique (91% unparalleled in 9 realms)

Su Changkong's cutting iron sword technique and sword raising technique have reached a bottleneck.

"Today is the hundredth round of trials."

On the stone platform, Su Changkong sat cross-legged quietly, warming up his sword intent.

According to Su Changkong's memory, he has already gone through 99 rounds of trials, from opponents who have just achieved artistic conception to opponents with small and large artistic conceptions. Now he can easily defeat them, and today is the 100th round of trials. Refine!

The surrounding light curtain gradually dissipated.

"Um?"

But this time, Su Changkong's expression changed.

"Buzz!"

The sword in Su Changkong's Sea of ​​Consciousness was trembling, just because there were thousands of spar and thousands of different martial arts moods in the entire Myriad Souls cave, all of which recovered.

Sword Intent, Sword Intent, Fist Intent, Palm Intent... All kinds of martial arts have recovered, and their target is Su Changkong sitting on the stone platform!

"Boom!"

Thousands of martial arts artistic conceptions came surging like a tide.

Even Su Changkong's expression changed suddenly. No matter how strong a person's martial arts conception is, how could he be able to compare with thousands of martial arts conceptions? Among the thousands of martial arts artistic conceptions, there are not a few who have reached the Dacheng level!

Su Changkong is confident that he is better than any of them, but so many Dao martial arts artistic conceptions are rushing towards each other. Even if Su Changkong's saber intent has reached a complete consummation, the result will only be torn and smashed, and the sea of ​​​​knowledge may be torn apart. A life-threatening danger!

Before entering, the white-haired old man hadn't reminded Su Changkong that such a huge danger was hidden in the Wanshun Barracks!

Perhaps the white-haired old man did not expect that Su Changkong would be able to resist the 100th round of trials, or perhaps it was because no one in the past could hold on to the 100th round.

When someone persists in the Ten Thousand Souls cave for a hundred days, all the martial arts in it will be revived!

At this moment, Su Changkong wanted to use his movements to escape from this place, but he was stunned. He knew that this was the danger and also the driving force for breakthrough! If he can carry it over, his swordsmanship will be even better!

"bring it on!"

The sharp sword intent in Su Changkong's eyes shone, and the sword intent was condensed and released like a display. The space around Su Changkong's body was distorted. And go.

"Puff puff!"

In an instant, the more than ten martial arts artistic conceptions surrounding him were smashed by Su Changkong's tyrannical sword intent.

But more martial arts artistic conception came in a continuous impact, forming a wave.

"Kakkaka!"

Under the continuous impact, Su Changkong's saber was constantly attrition and weakening, and even the sea of ​​​​consciousness sent out bursts of pain, and his brain was about to explode!

Su Changkong gritted his teeth fiercely, the five qi in the sea of ​​​​consciousness circulated continuously, repairing the worn out sword intent.

But even so, his recovery couldn't keep up with the loss after successive shocks.

Su Changkong's saber intention was riddled with holes in the tidal wave formed by the artistic conception of martial arts, and it was almost torn apart, unable to maintain even the most basic shape.

But at this moment, Su Changkong felt that everything had become quiet, and his sword intent was under heavy pressure, almost disappearing.

Su Changkong seemed to be out of his body. From the perspective of God, he saw the artistic conception of martial arts around him, and he also saw himself sitting cross-legged.

"So...is this my soul?"

Su Changkong was enlightened. Under the impact and oppression of thousands of martial arts, he saw the origin of his soul.

A person consists of a body and a soul. The body is the boat, and the soul is the person in the boat. The body protects the soul and protects the people in the boat!

The boat is driven by people, and the two complement each other. Only when the soul is strong can you ride the boat to overcome all obstacles and cross the vast ocean!

"Kakkaka!"

Su Changkong's sword intent was shattered, but it was not smashed by the outside world, but Su Changkong took the initiative to smash the sword intent condensed to the peak.

The random sword intent was integrated into Su Changkong's soul, so that Su Changkong's soul was reshaped from the original irregular spherical shape and turned into a knife shape!

Spirit and will, both are a kind of energy, which exist relying on the soul, and when the soul is sublimated, the spiritual will naturally becomes stronger, and the soul is shaped by the sword!

The seemingly long transition only happened in an instant, and it had already reached the perfect sword intent. Under the heavy pressure, the water channel successfully completed a breakthrough!

A large number of martial arts moods rushed into Su Changkong's seemingly defenseless sea of ​​consciousness, but just approaching Su Changkong's sea of ​​consciousness, there was an invisible wave that swept across like an abyss in the vast ocean!

"Chichichi!"

Touching this fluctuating Martial Dao artistic conception, it is like ice and snow encountering flames, and it melts very quickly.

Whether it is the first artistic conception or the finalized artistic conception, under this sharp as a knife, invisible and invisible, and mysterious and unpredictable fluctuations, it will all melt and disintegrate!

"Buzz!"

The rest of the Martial Dao artistic conception, as if in fear, retreated backwards.

The Ten Thousand Souls Soldier's Cave, which had been a huge movement and was extremely chaotic, calmed down again in the blink of an eye. The silent needle drop could be heard, and there was no sound.

"Breakthrough."

Su Changkong sat there quietly, with a sincere smile on his face. After three months, in this cave of ten thousand souls, his swordsmanship finally improved to a new level and entered a new realm!

Iron-cutting sword technique (11% shocking ancient and modern times)

The iron cutting sword technique has reached the 11th level. In addition to his blade technique becoming more and more perfect, the biggest change is that his saber intent is integrated into the soul, which sublimates and transforms the soul and shapes the sword soul!

Under the inner vision, Su Changkong saw the origin of his soul and turned into a knife shape.

As soon as his mind moved, the sword soul was driven, and he could set off the sky-filled sword energy, tear the human body, sever the human soul, and penetrate the soul directly from the sea of ​​consciousness. It was very terrifying!

This is the soul of the sword!

When the artistic conception reaches its peak, if you go further, you will be able to contact the soul origin in the depths of the awareness sea from the level of the sea of ​​​​knowledge and spirit, so that the origin of the soul will be transformed, and it will not be moved by foreign objects!

Su Changkong's swordsmanship can be said to be extraordinary, comparable to pseudo-magic powers!

"The strength of my sword soul can instantly annihilate any martial art conception, even if it is a martial art conception that achieves great success, it is fragile and not at the same level, even if it is a fusion of superior demon crystal cores such as Tan You, and it is itself five qi Grandmaster's demon warrior, I can tear apart his sea of ​​consciousness and destroy his soul with a single blow!"

Su Changkong had a sense of confidence in his heart.

Su Changkong's pseudo-magic powers are strong, but the focus is different. Facing the likes of Tan You, he can crush them, but it is difficult to hurt their sea of ​​consciousness and soul. He can only continue to destroy them to consume their demon power. do kill them.

But with a sword soul, they can easily cut off their martial dao will, and directly kill the sea of ​​​​knowledge and soul!

These elders of the Extinction Society who fuse the crystal core of the superior demon are no different from ordinary warriors in the face of him, and the undead body can't play any effect!

"The chance to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Cavern in exchange for the blood of a demon king that was obtained by chance is so worth it!"

Su Changkong was very satisfied with his breakthrough this time.

The meaning of the sword is integrated into the origin of the soul, reshapes the soul, and casts the soul of the sword! This is a sword technique comparable to the pseudo-magic level!

"Go out."

Su Changkong stood up and did not stay in this Wansoul cave. These martial dao wills would not be the slightest threat to Su Changkong at this time, and he did not dare to take the initiative to attack him. This place was already too much for Su Changkong. There is no use at all.

"It's been 100 days... how is the situation with the knife without front?"

Outside the Ten Thousand Souls Barracks, the white-haired old man waited anxiously. With his calmness, he had not felt this anxious waiting for a long time, and wanted to know the result.

"Boom!"

At this time, the thick stone gate that was tightly closed in Wanshun's cave was pushed open from the inside, making a rumbling sound.

"Come out?" The white-haired old man stood up and saw Su Changkong striding out from the open stone gate.

"I... can't feel the sword intent in his sea of ​​consciousness at all! Could it be... he really entered the soul realm?"

When the white-haired old man saw Su Changkong in front of him, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

The original white-haired old man could vaguely feel the sword intent in Su Changkong's sea of ​​consciousness by relying on his martial arts conception that he cultivated to the peak of perfection.

But now... the white-haired old man can't feel anything, as if the other party's saber intent has disappeared from the sea of ​​consciousness, it can only be described as unfathomable and hard to guess!

The cultivation of skills, reaching the peak, can comprehend the artistic conception of martial arts, reaching the level of the master of the five qi, and if you want to go further, that is the level of the soul! Spirit, will reshape the soul!

Anyone who can practice martial arts to this level can be called a great master of martial arts, and his power is beyond the imagination of ordinary people!

"Three months...three months, from the beginning of the sword's meaning to sublimation and transformation, and shaping the sword's soul?"

The white-haired old man's scalp was numb, and he looked at Su Changkong as if he were looking at a monster.

Reaching the level of shaping the soul of the sword, this is already a great achievement, and in three months to shape the soul of the sword with the meaning of the sword, although there is the help of the Wansoul cave, this is just squeezing the potential. Just have that talent.

For example, Duanmu Tao and even the white-haired old man, they have entered the Wanshun cave many times, but it is difficult to take that step, like a gorge!

"Knife Wufeng... It is likely to be the 'Son of God', the reincarnation of Martial Saint!"

The white-haired old man said secretly.

Some Martial Saints left their bloodline descendants. One day, some of the descendants with Martial Saint bloodline will return to their ancestors. Not only their appearance is almost the same as that of the Martial Saint from the bloodline, but they also possess talents that are no weaker than their ancestors.

Although they are two completely different people, they are still different reincarnations!

The white-haired old man felt that most of the mysterious Dao Wufeng was the reincarnation of Wu Sheng, the Son of God!

The power contained in the blood of these godsons will make them like the skills they originally knew, and they can easily master them by re-cultivating and reviewing them.

Su Changkong was able to use the sword intent to shape the sword soul in three months. It is very likely that this was the realm that his 'martial ancestors' had already reached. Therefore, he was able to reach this step only by virtue of his bloodline inheritance!

Naturally, Su Changkong didn't know that the white-haired old man in front of him thought he was the so-called reincarnation of Martial Saint.

"Elder Liu, I'll leave first."

Su Changkong was in a good mood, he said hello to the white-haired old man, and left. He was going to see Duanmu Tao at the Town Demon Division and asked him if he had any news about the Demon Sect of Evil Sect.

"Sure enough... In the past 100 years, it has been rare for one or two 'God Sons' to appear in the Great Yan Dynasty, but now the Shi Family, Mu Family and even Xia Yan Family have Divine Sons born. The turmoil... spreads to the entire ten countries!"

The white-haired old man looked at Su Changkong's leaving back, and his mood was quite complicated.

In the past, the birth of a divine son with a bloodline atavistic was the absolute focus, leading the way, but now as far as the white-haired old man knows about the news, there are no less than five bloodline atavistic sons!

These are all changes brought about by the arrival of the 'Great Tide'. Ancient creatures and powerhouses of the past must all recover in the same era and pursue a higher and stronger realm!

Great Yan City, the Suppression of Demons.

Su Changkong met Duanmu Tao.

"Brother Knife... You persisted in the Wansoul Cave for three months? It seems that the harvest is not small!"

Seeing Su Changkong, Duanmu Tao could not help but be surprised. In his original estimate, Su Changkong would last for about half a month at most, but now he has just walked out of the Wansoul cave.

"There are indeed some gains." Su Changkong shook his head, without saying much about the matter, he asked, "Master Duanmu, do you have any news about the information I entrusted to you?"

What Su Changkong has to do now is to improve his strength. He needs a lot of innate energy to make the Turtle Breath Art breakthrough. He wants to go to the Demon Gate of Evil Sect to condense innate energy from their spiritual veins. There is no psychological burden, and a lot of innate energy can be harvested!

Duanmu Tao's expression froze, he said: "I did collect some information, I sorted it out, you can see for yourself, Brother Dao."

The Evil Sect Demon Sect is hidden very deeply, and it is possible to survive to this day because of its background, and Duanmu Tao, as the head of the Suppressing Demon Division, has a high position and authority. Deep, he still got relevant information through some channels.

"Thank you, Master Duanmu."

Duanmu Tao handed a huge scroll to Su Changkong, Su Changkong took it with his hand, and he thanked him.

Duanmu Tao shook his head, not to mention that Su Changkong had rescued them before, these evil sects were their enemies, and Su Changkong, a powerful master of the five qi, had the idea of ​​taking action against them, and Duanmu Tao naturally fully supported them.

At the same time, Duanmu Tao warned: "Brother Dao, I know that you are powerful, but these evil sects are definitely not easy characters to mess with, especially recently, the evil sects have made big moves, it is estimated that there is a situation, you must Be careful."

"Um."

Su Changkong nodded, he knew this.

Su Changkong then carefully studied the information Duanmu Tao gave him.

This information is still very detailed, including an introduction to the evil sect and demons, as well as the basic information of the masters.

Most of the evil sects have little information, and there is no news about their mountain gates. The information above is only the information of seven or eight evil sects, all collected by the Dayan Royal Family.

"The Heavenly Corpse Sect, one of the Eighteen Evil Sects, is good at refining corpses. Legend has it that the corpses of powerful warriors can be refined into corpses. Its sect is located in the sinister Miasma Mountain in the north of Dayan Dynasty."

"Gore Demon Sect, one of the thirty-six Demon Sects, this one is good at blood refining. There are three Five Qi Grandmasters' lives."

"Jiuyoumen, one of the thirty-six demon gates..."

...

Su Changkong read the information in detail.

The evil sects and demons recorded above, it can be said that all of them follow crooked ways, the exercises they practice are very strange, and the things they do are innumerable.

One of the reasons why they were not wiped out is because these evil sects have deep roots, and secondly, they are basically located in areas beyond the jurisdiction of various countries.

Furthermore, they are crazy enough. If they are shot against them and they cannot be wiped out in one go, the result will be revenge, and not many people are willing to provoke these lunatics.

"Let's start with this Xuanmingzong first."

Su Changkong finally locked on an evil sect on the intelligence.

Xuanmingzong, according to the information Duanmutao gave him, was located in Xuanming Mountain in the western part of the Dayan Dynasty.

Xuanmingzong is good at the method of absorbing power, and being able to use the skills of others for his own use is undoubtedly a disgusting existence!

There are not many disciples of Xuanmingzong, but all of them have profound skills that do not match their appearance.

"Go to Xuanming Mountain!"

Su Changkong immediately set off for Xuanming Mountain.

According to the speed of other innate warriors, it would take nearly a month to rush from Zhongzhou to Xuanming Mountain outside the Dayan Dynasty. For Su Changkong, who mastered the 'White Crane Escape', it would take more than a day to cross this long distance. distance!

Xuanming Mountain is not located within the territory of any country or dynasty. It is located in a very chaotic area, where bandits and bandits are rampant, but whether it is a traveler or a vicious person, this Xuanming Mountain is a place they cannot set foot on.

Just because the disciples of the Xuanming Sect on Xuanming Mountain are more evil and cruel than them!

In their hands, there will be no survival, no death!

The Xuanming Sect was heavily guarded. In a hall, a man was tied to a wooden stake. He was covered in blood, but his eyes were red and he roared: "You beasts will be punished by heaven!"

In front of the man were two teenagers in black. They looked at each other when they heard the words, and they both laughed, and a gentle boy on the left laughed: "Lin Zhenghao, you dare to oppose Xuanmingzong, Is it true that the Xuanming Sect can't find you? You have cultivated a Jiazi's cultivation base, and that belongs to this young master!"

The voice fell, and the feminine boy pressed the dantian part of the man named Lin Zhenghao with one hand, and a suction force was generated.

"Giggle!"

Immediately, the man shuddered like an electric shock. He only felt that his true qi, which he had cultivated for so many years, was like an open gate, and it was leaking wildly. It was easily absorbed by the femininity boy. Sore and soft, he could only helplessly watch his self-cultivation true qi leave him.

The man gritted his teeth and said nothing, falling into the hands of this Xuanming Sect, begging for mercy is useless, it is better to die with dignity!

After half a stick of incense, the yin and soft boy withdrew his palm, and he nodded slightly: "This Lin Zhenghao is practicing the authentic internal strength of Xuanmen, and the internal strength is very deep, first digest the absorbed part, and then continue!"

The Mysterious Secret Tome cultivated by the Xuanming Sect uses the power of attracting people for their own use. Their disciples and sects often go out to hunt, and most of them are second- and third-rate sects, so it is the safest!

The man was dripping with sweat, his whole body was paralyzed as if he had lost his bones, and he couldn't even speak.

The young man on the right sneered: "Sentenced by heaven? How can there be any retribution in this world? Whoever is strong is the god! You weaklings become our nourishment, it is only natural! Now it's me!"

The boy on the right stretched out his palm and pressed it on the man's dantian, completely treating him as a tonic with his profound skills.

The two Xuanming Sect disciples are very proud. Their Xuanming Sect has a profound background and strong strength. As long as they don't provoke those thousand-year-old families and top sects, no one will risk the danger of fish death and net breaking against them.

...

"This is Xuanmingzong?"

It was very late at night. At this moment, in the clouds at a height of 1,000 meters in Xuanming Mountain, Su Changkong sat cross-legged on the back of the white crane phantom and looked down. He saw dark and tall buildings, and everyone wearing black The patrolling Xuanming Sect disciple.

According to Su Changkong's observation, these Xuanming Sect disciples have no weaklings, and there is a lot of heaven and earth aura flowing around them, which shows that their strength is extremely good.

There are only a few thousand disciples of the Xuanming Sect, which seems to be less than that of the Lingdao Sect, but there are no less than a hundred of the innate warriors among them!

The reason is very simple. Evil Sect Demon Sect masters the means to extract the innate energy from the corpses of the innate warriors. In addition to waiting for their own spiritual veins to produce the innate energy, they can also use battle to support the war. Xiao Zongmen start!

"Let's start! Try to kill as many as you can!"

Su Changkong, who was sitting on the back of the white crane phantom, stood up. His eyes revealed the radiance of Sen Han. Su Changkong was never soft-hearted towards these people from evil sects and demons. It was unrealistic to kill them all, but he could kill one of them. Is an!

Su Changkong flipped the palm of his hand, and took out the star-patterned golden bow and a barrel of arrows from the book sachet around his waist.

Su Changkong's concentration was concentrated. In his eyes, it was as if he had activated thermal vision. Even if he was in a building and blocked by an obstacle, he could clearly see a person's shadow. .

Su Changkong locked a warrior in a building, and based on his perception of the flow of spiritual energy, he could tell that it was a disciple of the Xuanming Sect who had reached the innate.

"call out!"

Pulling the bowstring with ease, Su Changkong fired an arrow that was understated. The arrow broke through the air, accelerated in the air, and turned into a dazzling rainbow light. Down!

"If this goes on, the Mysterious Underworld Secret Tome I've cultivated will soon be able to reach the fifth floor, and then the Sect Master will pass on to the third floor behind me." In that great hall, the cold boy had a smile on his lips, looking at Absorbing the man's true energy through the same door.

"Huh? Be careful!"

But suddenly, the gloomy young man's expression changed greatly, and he roared, he felt a crisis!

"call out!"

A rainbow light fell down, pierced through the thick wall, and shot directly at the young man who was absorbing his power.

"puff!"

The Xuanming Sect young man only had time to turn his head to look, the arrow in the rainbow light had already pierced his head, and the blood mixed with the brain was shot out.

"Second brother!"

The gloomy young man stared blankly at the fallen body, a little unbelievable. This death came too suddenly, and this is the residence of the Xuanming Sect. Where did the arrows come from?

"Xuanyou Palm!"

Without waiting for the cold boy to think more, he let out a loud snort, he turned around abruptly, and patted his right palm behind him. Cultivating a level that cannot be reached in a hundred years!

"call out!"

In the next instant, an arrow wrapped in rainbow light carrying the power to penetrate everything, whirled and whistled, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder bursting.

"Crack!"

That thick palm was pierced by life, and the cold boy only felt like he was facing the rolling hurricane and thunder. It fell to the ground like a sack, his eyes widened, blood spilled from his mouth, and his life breath quickly dissipated.

The man who was bound to the iron pillar was splashed with hot blood. He stared at this scene blankly. He did not expect that the two warriors who regarded him as a lamb died tragically in front of him.

"Hahaha! Well killed! Well killed!"

Soon, the man laughed happily. He didn't understand who shot these two people in the Xuanming Sect. At this moment, seeing the enemy's death, he was very happy, and he was willing to die immediately!

"The third!"

Su Changkong, who shot the two of them, stood on the back of Baihe Xuying. His eyes were as sharp as falcons. He shifted his direction and aimed at the third innate warrior he found. He shot an arrow, turned into a rainbow, and rolled the wind and thunder!

"Clang clang clang!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

As Su Changkong killed several people in a row, the movement caused the Xuanming Sect's warriors to react immediately. The sound of bell chiming rang through the entire Xuanming Mountain, accompanied by the loud roars of the Xuanming Sect's disciples.

"The enemy... the enemy is in the sky?"

"Someone is riding a flying mount!"

Soon, everyone also saw Su Changkong standing on the back of the white crane phantom in the sky from the direction of the arrow.

"Shhhhhh!"

Su Changkong opened the bow with both hands left and right, and arrows fell from the sky like falling stars, drawing arcs, each arrow pierced the locked target, no surprise!

"Damn! Where did the archer come from? He even tamed a flying mount!"

The elders of the Xuanming Sect looked at Su Changkong in the sky, who was constantly shooting arrows at the Xuanming Sect.

If the enemy is on the ground, they can still deal with it, but if the opponent shoots arrows at an altitude of one or two thousand meters, they will be beyond their reach and can only watch!

"Which friend is coming to Dajia? Why don't you come down and talk!"

At this time, on a peak of Xuanming Mountain, a thick voice sounded. It was not loud, but it resounded through the entire Xuanming Mountain. There were flying birds in the sky, all bleeding from the nose and mouth under the diffuse sound waves. It fell down in the middle, showing an unfathomable internal cultivation base!

It was an old man with a white beard who looked immortal.

"It's Vice Sect Master Pan Gao!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had found the backbone.

This seemingly immortal old man is the deputy sect master of the Xuanming Sect. His strength is unfathomable. In the Xuanming Sect, only the sect master can surpass him!

Pan Gao, the deputy sect master of the Xuanming Sect, was also in shock and anger. Someone attacked the Xuanming Sect, or he was riding a flying mount and attacked from the sky. In a short period of time, at least one or twenty disciples of the Xuanming Sect were killed by him. Arrow down!

Su Changkong also saw the vice sect master Pan Gao, but Su Changkong came here for the purpose of innate energy, for the spiritual veins of Xuanming Sect. man of!

"Boom!"

Su Changkong concentrated his energy, and sent out an arrow again. This arrow continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth during the flight, and was divided into three parts. The arrow in the middle was accompanied by two wind arrows and thunder arrows. The wind and thunder were raging, accompanied by With the sound of rumbling thunder, the momentum was amazing.

"Bastard!"

What Su Changkong didn't say was to let go of the arrows. Pan Gao was furious. Facing the three arrows that came flying, he shot with both hands. Frost lingered in his left palm, freezing the air, while his right palm was burning with flames. Set the surrounding flowers on fire!

"Boom!"

In a series of crackles, the hill trembled, and the rubble rolled along with the raging thunderstorm.

A broken arrow flew out, Pan Gao stood on the spot, and with his fleshy palms, he resisted Su Changkong's arrow divided by wind and thunder!

"The strength is not bad...especially the internal strength is extremely deep, his strength will not be much weaker than that of Duanmu Tao, it is difficult to kill him with archery alone, let's deal with others first!"

Su Changkong was a little surprised, knowing that the white-haired old man Pan Gao was probably one of the best experts in the Xuanming Sect, and it was very difficult to kill him from a distance with archery.

Pan Gao can resist, other Xuanmingzong warriors, even innate warriors, can hardly resist Su Changkong's arrow!

"Puff puff!"

One after another rainbow light fell, tearing apart the buildings below, and there were warriors hiding in them, and they could not escape the fate of being shot by an arrow.

However, Su Changkong was riding a flying mount, no matter how furious they were, it would be difficult for them to touch each other at all.

This is the advantage of being able to fly, and he is also good at archery. This is simply like a bomber, and it is like a bomber, reducing the dimension to strike. These non-flying warriors can only be reduced to living targets in front of Su Changkong.

Pan Gao's beard was flying with anger, and he shouted: "All withdraw... withdraw from Xuanming Mountain!"

Pan Gao's skill is deep and powerful, but at this time there is no other way, only to let the disciples of Xuanmingzong escape first, flee in all directions, and escape from Xuanming Mountain.

This is undoubtedly very humiliating. Being attacked by the other party, you can only escape. It is a humiliation that Xuanming Sect has not endured for hundreds of years!

"Escape! Escape!"

A large number of disciples of the Xuanming Sect fled everywhere. Facing Su Changkong, who held up the sky like a divine punishment, they had no choice but to flee, otherwise it would be a dead end!

The originally lively Xuanming Sect actually disappeared in a short period of time and became silent.

"Go down."

Seeing this scene, Su Changkong was unable to pursue the thousands of disciples of the Xuanming Sect fleeing around, and his purpose was also the spiritual veins of the Xuanming Sect!

call!

Su Changkong rode the white crane phantom and fell from the sky to the back mountain of the Xuanming Sect. According to Su Changkong's perception of the spiritual energy, the spiritual energy here is the most concentrated, where the spiritual veins of the Xuanming Sect are located!

"Start to condense the innate energy!"

Su Changkong sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrated his mind, used the Daoyin technique to pull the spiritual veins of the Xuanming Mountain, and extracted the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was used to condense the innate energy!

"The spiritual veins of the Xuanming Sect are probably several times stronger than the spiritual veins of the Lingdao sect. I am afraid that at least 100 strands of innate energy can be obtained!"

Su Changkong's eyes lit up slightly. The spiritual veins of a second- or third-rate sect like the Lingdao Sect were small-scale spiritual veins. Before, Su Changkong had condensed 30 strands of innate energy from a single spiritual vein of this size.

On the other hand, the spiritual veins of the Xuanming Sect are more advanced than the small ones. They should be called intermediate-level spiritual veins. It is estimated that one or two hundred strands of innate energy can be condensed. This is a big gain!

Of course, directly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the spiritual meridian to condense the innate energy is a matter of depletion and fishing, which will lead to the direct weakening of the spiritual meridian to the point where it is difficult to reproduce the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

One strand, two strands... A large amount of heaven and earth aura was absorbed from the spiritual veins by Su Changkong and condensed into strands of innate energy.

"That person didn't catch up?" At the foot of Xuanming Mountain, the disciples of Xuanming Sect saw that Su Changkong did not chase them, and they were all relieved.

And the vice sect master Pangao said to a Xuanming Sect elder with a gloomy face: "Seventh elder, go to Youshan quickly and ask the sect master to come back and tell him what happened."

The Sect Master of the Xuanming Sect was not in the mountain gate, but went out to practice and practice higher-level exercises. Now that the Xuanming Sect has encountered such a catastrophe, the Sect Master must come back to preside over the overall situation.

"Yes." The seventh elder of the Xuanming Sect nodded immediately. Knowing that the matter was urgent, he did not dare to delay.

"The sect master has participated in good fortune. He has been practicing hardships in Youshan for many years, and most of them have gone further. Even if that person has a flying mount, he can be killed with the strength of the sect master!"

Pan Gao secretly said, the Sect Master of the Xuanming Sect, his strength is beyond the imagination of any master of the Five Qi!

What Van Gogh has to do now is to wait, staring at the sky above Xuanming Mountain to see if the person is leaving, not to act rashly, to prevent the other party from being frightened away, and wait for the return of the Xuanming Sect master, no matter who this person is or what purpose , there is only one dead end!

Time passed minute by minute, and time came to the early morning of the second day.

"What's going on? The spiritual energy of Xuanming Mountain is rapidly decreasing? That person's purpose...is the spiritual vein of Xuanming Mountain!"

But Pan Gao's face changed, because in his perception, in just one night, the aura of Xuanming Mountain was rapidly decreasing like opening the gate to release water!

"What a vicious method!" Pan Gao was frightened and angry. This man's methods were vicious, and he was even more devilish than the devil! It is to cut off the spiritual veins of their Xuanming Sect!

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