Boom-

Soon, an explosion came from other directions.

The two turned around and approached the past.

...

When the two arrived, a killing was taking place here.

Boom-

In a certain gully, the sound of killing rose from the sky.

The earth was trembling violently, and in the void was filled with gorgeous lights and shadows. In the lights and shadows, there were golden and white sword energy scattered everywhere from time to time.

"Kill these two monsters for me!"

"Kill them!"

"Everyone, keep some strength and don't let someone rob us."

The rumbling sound was accompanied by the fierce, domineering and violent shouts of humans. There were even strange screams. The sound was strange and sharp, and it was not very similar to the voice of the human race.

...

In the air, Fang Junmei and Wan Xiaohua stood in the escape light, looking at the scene of killing in the mountains not far away.

The side of the battle was a group of more than ten human cultivators, all of whom were in the middle and late stages of the world, and they were obviously agreed to be together before.

The other side looks much weirder, like a human, with hands, feet, eyebrows and eyes, but the body is like steel, exuding a gold-white metallic luster, and the eyebrows are even more like metal wire.

The sword hit them, making a clanging sound of gold and stone.

The methods they used were all swordsmanship, simple and sharp, and they were bombarded with their fingers.

...

The two sides fought very fiercely.

The ten human cultivators were naturally surprised and suspicious when they noticed Fang Junmei, the two cultivators from the ancestral artery, and while being alert, they had to continue to fight.

Of course, the two of them would not snatch, so they only watched from a distance.

Fang Junmei's eyes fell into the eyes of the two shadow sword spirits, staring carefully.

There was no emotion in the eyes of these two monsters, and their eyes were still moving, as if they were steel golems.

No anger, no hatred, no murderous intent.

"Little Flower, these shadow sword spirits, are indeed a bit like your fellow tribes."

After a moment, Fang Junmei sent a voice transmission.

"Brother Junmei, will there be a alien species like me in their clan?

Wan Xiaohua asked excitedly, as if she was looking forward to it.

"I don't think it will. If miracles happen often, they will not be miracles."

Fang Junmei shook her head and said.

"Look for it, maybe there are, let's take him out too..."

Wan Xiaohua acted coquettishly and sought the truth.

Fang Junmei couldn't resist her and nodded in agreement, but did not leave immediately, still watching.

...

Among the ten or so cultivators, three of them used the sword seal, and they were not the sword seal handed down by Fang Junmei.

He has a good understanding, and the speed of the sword seal blossoming and bearing fruit is faster than Fang Junmei imagined.

Under the attention of the two ancestral monks, everyone trembled with fear and finally killed the two shadow sword spirits.

However, their luck was not very good.

After these two shadow sword spirits, they first shattered into metal particles like powder, and then disappeared into sword fog, drifting into the sky, leaving no drop of sword spirit water.

Everyone exchanged a wink in half regret and half thanks, and quickly slipped away.

The inner conflict can be imagined.

If they were beaten out, but were snatched by Fang Junmei and others, they would be even more angry and vomited blood.

...

The monks who rushed in seemed to have broken the dam and started to rage in this world.

The explosion sounded loudly.

The bright light and shadows that bloomed like fireworks flashed, illuminating the dark world, and I don’t know how many monks came in.

In addition to the Northern Sacred Realm, there must be a large number of Western Sacred Realm.

...

Fang Junmei and the other two went to search for another.

The two were almost sure that if there were any strange shadows and sword shadows like Wan Xiaohua, they would have been hidden in the deep ravines.

So, head straight to the ground.

The more you go down, the darker it becomes. In addition, the spiritual sense is blocked, it is very difficult to pursue.

In addition, these crisscrossing gullies are connected together to form a huge maze-like thing, which is even more troublesome.

Time passes by little by little.

...

dark!

dark!

Endless darkness!

Occasionally, a light suddenly appeared, and it lit up in the distance. After a while, it went away.

...

The more they looked down, the deeper they became, but the bottom was still not bottomed out. In the war in the distant era, I don’t know how deep it has torn this place apart.

Along the way, the two of them also encountered some shadow sword spirits, but they did not take action. The shadow sword spirits did not attack them on their own initiative, but instead ran away, which was exactly the opposite of the Wanhua Evil Spirit.

"This place is very strange. I felt that the sword energy in the air was not as strong as the level of condensed immortal jade. Why did these shadow sword spirits still produce?"

Wan Xiaohua asked, her knowledge was already extraordinary.

Fang Junmei said, "I have already inquired before. It is said that the sword energy here has nurtured a shadow sword spirit, which is less, especially those shadow sword spirits with sword spirit water. Over the years, it is not surprising that the sword energy in the air has become thinner and thinner."

Wan Xiaohua nodded slightly.

Fang Junmei said again: "This sword Luoyuan will sooner or later become an abandoned place. Many secret realms in the cultivation world are like this. If you have been explored by your predecessors or destroyed, the opportunity will be gone. Seniors who were born early will always have an advantage."

"But places like the bottom of Liujin River still gave birth to the innate spiritual treasures on their own."

Wan Xiaohua said immediately.

"But before they were fully nurtured, they were taken away by lightning."

Fang Junmei said: "The more prosperous the world of cultivation, the more cultivators there will be. The more fierce the competition, the less secrets there will be. The great turmoil will become more and more eager for quick success and instant benefits. Even if you take away three and a half-finished products in advance, you will not leave any chance for others to get it."

When Wan Xiaohua heard this, she nodded again.

...

The topic is far from the way, and I'm back to the present.

The two of them searched for each other for half a month.

It is like a mortal entering a maze, lost in the underground world. Although it can tell the direction by just going up, the search efficiency is pitifully inefficient.

The underground was also destroyed by bombardment, and the pits were connected.

Boom-

Another sound of fighting came from not far away.

The two flew towards the direction of the fight, turned over a thick barrier of ground cracks, and an explosion of light and shadow came into view.

I saw a monk in the late stage of the mortal world, fighting a ghost shadow evil spirit very fiercely, or to be precise, being killed by the ghost shadow evil spirit, fleeing wildly.

This monk was a young female cultivator, wearing a white dress, quite beautiful. I don’t know if he was separated from his companions, or if he was so bold that he dared to come here alone to kill him.

The two glanced at it, suddenly their pupils opened, and at the same time realized something was wrong!

...

It is rumored that these shadow sword spirits will fight back unless they are killed at a disadvantage. How could this shadow sword spirit take the initiative to chase and kill the monks who can't beat it?

Is it really a alien species?

The two of them stared at each other and looked carefully.
To be continued...