Under the morning light, there was a sound of horse hooves. Xu Wenwu got up early and went for a walk as soon as it got light. Seeing Xu Wenwu starting work, Wei Yuan gave the horse another piece of luck.
Now that the territory has expanded to more than ten miles, there are more and more places where horses can be raced. Xu Wenwu rode his horse and trotted all the way. It was very comfortable, and it felt like a horse was looking at the green mountains. Xu Wenwu was not too stupid, and the horse under his crotch
He saw all the changes in the horse, and he guessed that most of the changes were related to him, otherwise Wei Yuan would not let him walk the horse every day.
Xu Wenwu couldn't see Wei Yuan's luck. He just felt that if he rode him every day, the horse would see immediate changes. It seemed that he still had a big secret hidden in him, but it wasn't time to activate it yet.
It's a pity that I don't know the secret activation conditions, so I can't make targeted efforts.
He rode the horse over the hills and across the river. He suddenly thought, if this continues, the horse will definitely change dramatically. Will it turn into a dragon one day? The only pity is that this horse is not a female horse, otherwise we can still look forward to its future transformation.
shape.
After thinking about it, Xu Wenwu suddenly slapped his forehead and said to himself: "Ah? Am I not Bima Wen?"
Xu Wenwu remembered that there were several long sticks in the embryo of the magic weapon, and he seriously considered asking Wei Yuan to bring it over. Although he certainly couldn't move it now, what if one day his bloodline awakens?
Xu Wenwu stroked the horse's mane and felt that if one day it really happened, wouldn't this be a ready-made white dragon horse? As for Wei Yuan, considering the friendship during this period and his appearance, he could become a holy monk.
However, goblins like Yun Feifei and Xu Wan'er would bewitch the holy monks when they have nothing to do. Their crimes are unpardonable, so they must be conquered... no, subdued.
Then persuade them to correct their evil ways and return to the right ways.
And one time is not enough to wash away their sins. When Zhuge Kongming captured Meng Huo seven times, he Xu Wenwu was also an unparalleled talent in the king's assistant. How could Zhuge villager Zhuge Zhuan be more beautiful than before? So he must capture these two goblins seven times.
Only after seven vertical steps can one achieve complete merit and deeds. This incident will be passed down to later generations, and it is also a good story. It can probably produce several excellent novels.
In the realm, Wei Yuan suddenly felt something in his heart and knew that someone had entered.
Wei Yuan conveniently picked up an embryo of a magical sword, stretched out his hand and touched the blade, a blazing fire ignited, and it was already blessed with the fairy sword.
A disdainful voice sounded from behind Wei Yuan: "Can this also be called a fairy sword?"
Wei Yuan turned around and saw Xiaoyu standing behind him, looking at the blazing magic sword with a look of disdain on his face.
After not seeing each other for many years, Xiaoyu has already become a handsome young man, but his appearance is still more exquisite than most so-called beauties. He is dressed in white, with blue patterns on the skirt and cuffs, and holds a fairy sword in his arms. His elegance is unparalleled.
Of course, what Xiaoyu is holding is not his own Taoist foundation, but a real magic sword, used to carry the immortal sword. Just looking at the scabbard, you can tell that it is majestic in ancient times and is not an ordinary thing.
As the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the famous Xiao family, the thing Xiaoyu holds in his hand is rare and top quality, if not top quality. It is not at the same level as the rough sword embryo in Wei Yuan's hand. Needless to say, the sword is just a sword.
Any stone picked off the scabbard is enough to buy ten or eight Lan Shen Palace secret treasuries.
Wei Yuan turned a deaf ear to Xiaoyu's ridicule, put down the flaming magic sword in his hand, picked up the second one, stretched out his finger and touched it, and the same sword edge ignited with blazing fire. Then the third one, the fourth one...
When Wei Yuan lit the twentieth magic sword, Xiaoyu's expression finally changed and he shouted: "That's enough!"
Wei Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, with the flaming fairy swords surrounding him in a lotus shape, and his aura was very intimidating.
Wei Yuan said calmly: "This is a corner of my Daoji, how about it?"
Xiaoyu snorted: "Twenty pieces of garbage are not worth mentioning."
"Then add eighty more!" Wei Yuan waved his hand, and a pile of stone swords fell on the ground, forming a huge pile.
Xiaoyu suddenly felt that there was something in his chest that made him feel uncomfortable.
No matter how rubbish the fairy sword is, it can't be underestimated if it has the power of a hundred. Wei Yuan's fairy sword can barely be regarded as a human-level sword, and the combined power of a hundred human-level Taoist foundations is quite impressive. Xiaoyu is unwilling to lie after all, so
He really didn't want to answer this question.
Xiaoyu changed the topic and asked: "What are the names of your swords?"
"Fairy Sword·Pseudo Sun."
The lump of air in Xiaoyu's chest was really stuck in his chest now, and it couldn't go down or come up.
He pulled out a section of the magical sword, and the blade radiated with cold light, but he suppressed his anger and thrust it back in, gritting his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the alien race and it would be inappropriate to fight among ourselves, I would have to let you know what a real fairy sword is!"
Wei Yuan knew that Xiaoyu was a little angry, otherwise he would not have said so many words in one breath. But Wei Yuan still remembers Xiaoyu holding Daoji in front of him every day, so he cannot let Xiaoyu off easily.
Wei Yuan had already prepared a big gift, and now he was waiting for the Wu Clan to come to his door. Although this big gift was not specially prepared for Xiaoyu, who made him come just in time to deliver it to his door?
At that moment, Wei Yuan said coldly: "You and I have grown up, and any grievances we have should be compared with those of other races. If there is a witch clan coming to invade later, you and I might as well fight with them and decide who is better based on our results."
,how?"
"This is best! Otherwise, using meritorious deeds to pressure you would be too much of a bullying." Xiaoyu said coldly.
"Meritorious service? Haha." Wei Yuan smiled softly.
This Xiao Yuying didn't know that he had just beheaded two Dharma figures and obtained heavenly merit. Who can do more meritorious deeds now? However, Wei Yuan does not intend to reveal this matter now, but waits for the merit list to be updated. In this period of time,
Let Xiaoyu blow first. The more he blows now, the faster he will drill into the ground.
Although the killing of the Dharma Prime Minister was ultimately due to the power of Tinghai Xianjun, the Xianjun would not compete with Wei Yuan for this credit. Wei Yuan has even thought of his lines now and is just waiting for the merit list to be updated.
In terms of speaking, Tianqing Temple disciples have natural bonuses that are unmatched by other temples.
The two of them had not been confronting each other for a moment when they suddenly looked into the distance at the same time. Dozens of miles away, a Wu Clan army appeared on the ridge and began to build a camp. This army had two thousand warriors and was of extraordinary strength, but it didn't look like it.
The idea of ​​attacking immediately.
Wei Yuan and Xiaoyu looked at each other and knew that this group of witches was coming from a bad side.
When Xiaoyu entered the realm, he had already seen a large number of corpses of Wu clan warriors placed in the open space. He knew that there had just been a big battle here, and the Wu clan should have been defeated miserably. But this Wu clan army actually dared to show up in such a big way, there must be someone
They relied on it. Moreover, this army was camped dozens of miles away, not close to the boundary at all, making it impossible for Qing Ming to take advantage of it.
Wei Yuan said solemnly: "It seems there is a trap waiting for us. How many days should we endure it? The realm will be covered in three days."
Surprise flashed across Xiaoyu's face and he said: "Three days? What a fairy!" "That is it! Wait or fight?" Wei Yuan asked again.
Xiaoyu slowly drew out the magic sword and said: "Let's try the sword!"
"Test the sword!" Wei Yuan waved his hand, and hundreds of fairy swords on the ground disappeared, and they were all put into the silk thread in his left hand.
Seeing that Wei Yuan had brought hundreds of puppets with him and shouted to test the sword, Xiaoyu started to get angry inexplicably for some reason.
The fairy sword is the ultimate in killing, favored by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and can contain all kinds of wonders of heaven and earth. It has always been an extremely sacred existence in Xiaoyu's heart. But Wei Yuan just carried the fairy sword into a bundle, and followed him
She looks like a grocery store lady.
This is not the past, and Xiaoyu will never be so angry that he scolds Barbarian for looking at swords. All he has to do is let Wei Yuan know what a sword is!
Xiaoyu strode towards the Wu clan who had set up camp on the mountain. After a few steps, he began to climb higher and higher into the sky step by step. At this time, Xiaoyu, with his long sleeves looming in the air, already looked like a swordsman.
The Wu tribe troops who were camping below soon discovered Xiaoyu. Two tall leaders flew into the air to fight against Xiaoyu. Facing the two opponents in the middle stage of Daoji, Xiaoyu was not afraid at all. His body suddenly rose a hundred feet, and he couldn't help but
The sword is mostly unsheathed, and in the hand there is a sun rising slowly, and thousands of fire lotuses are falling in the sky, like lotus lanterns, lighting up the heaven and earth.
Fire lotuses fluttered and fell towards the Wu Clan army below. A dozen Daoji realm commanders below simultaneously waved large pieces of ink light, sweeping back and forth in the air, and wiped out many fire lotuses.
However, the fire lotus is extremely tenacious, and the ink light has to be swept back and forth several times before it can completely extinguish a fire lotus. Even though more than a dozen Taoist priests attacked at the same time, hundreds of fire lotuses still fell into the military camp, instantly igniting hundreds of witches.
Clan warrior!
The fire of the Fire Lotus is extremely domineering. No matter how the Wu warriors roll and beat, it will not be extinguished. As long as it touches a little, the whole body will be burned, and it will be burnt to ashes after a few breaths!
This sword is actually an advanced version of the Three Thousand Lotus Flowers of the past. After cultivating the Immortal Sword, the original Green Lotus turned into a Fire Lotus. It lost three points of pure energy but gained ten points of killing power.
Against a dozen opponents of the same level, Xiaoyu was able to kill hundreds of witch warriors with one sword. His combat prowess was truly formidable. No wonder he had the confidence to challenge thousands of enemies head-on.
As soon as Xiaoyu took action, Wei Yuan could see that his Dao Foundation had been completely stabilized. There was a bit of charm sprouting in the fairy sword, and it had entered the realm of rebirth in the middle stage of Dao Foundation. At this time, the Immortal Sword Sun was not only more powerful, but also more powerful than Dao Foundation.
It was a little more magical when it was first created.
A large tent had been set up in the witch camp, and a short, dry old witch emerged from it. He stared at Xiaoyu with a pair of gray-white eyes, and suddenly screamed and recited a long and urgent sentence.
Following the spell, a strange dark green rune suddenly appeared under his feet!
Some invisible things in the world quietly changed, and Xiaoyu suddenly felt an inexplicable disgust and irritability in his heart, as if everything around him had become particularly disgusting.
At this time, the two mid-level Daoji commanders who were in the air rushed toward Xiaoyu, one on the left and the other on the right. They waved their hands and saw a swarm of flying insects buzzing and attacking.
Xiaoyu just sneered. Such microscopic insect swarms are very vicious, but they can only be used against others. If they encounter his fairy sword, the big sun, they are seeking death. Xiaoyu swung his sword across, sending out a zigzag wave of sunfire. But normally Ben
The sun should be extremely blazing, but at this moment it suddenly became extremely dim!
If this trick of "a fisherman's song flows eastward across the water" was originally supposed to be the blazing sun at noon, it has now become the setting sun halfway down the western mountains.
A scorching sun swept across, and a small portion of the flying insect swarm was still alive, forcing Xiaoyu to panic for a moment, and he slashed several times with his sword to wipe out the insect swarm. When Xiaoyu calmed down and took a look, he saw that the fairy sword sun had also become quite dim.
, only 30% to 40% of the 100% power can be used at this moment.
Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something and shouted hurriedly: "Wei Yuan, be careful! These witches have changed the world and cursed all the fairy swords!"
Xiaoyu was afraid that Wei Yuan would suffer if he didn't hear, so he turned around to look for Wei Yuan's traces and wanted to remind him again, but when he turned around, he saw Wei Yuan.
At this time, Wei Yuan held a bell in his left hand and a cauldron in his right hand. The treasures were solemn and the old god was there.
Wei Yuan shouted, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appeared. It was not within the boundary at this time, and the range of the appearance was only two hundred feet, but it also covered most of the camp. Wei Yuan waved his hands, and a bell and cauldron burning with fire and smoke came towards the camp.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan had smashed hundreds of bells and cauldrons. Amidst the clanging sound, the camp was in a mess. The Wu warriors were smashed to pieces. Even Dao Ji had to dodge in all directions. The big tent in the middle
It was even destroyed by seven or eight giant bells and cauldrons in a row.
Xiaoyu pointed at Wei Yuan, his hands shaking: "Where are your hundred fake suns? Why don't you use them?"
Wei Yuan said as sincerely as before: "I just showed it to you, I have no intention of using it."
Xiaoyu has a lot of blood and doesn't know when to spray it or not. If it weren't for the power of the Immortal Sword to cut him in half, now he would cut off Wei Yuan's head no matter what.
The defeat of this battle was not due to the incompetence of our army or the incompetence of the enemy, but because the friendly army was too cunning!
At this time, the old witch crawled out of the collapsed tent, held his head and ran away. Seven or eight bells and cauldrons were hit in succession without killing him, and he was agile and looked like he was just a light person.
hurt.
Another pile of bells and tripods appeared in Wei Yuan's hand, and he didn't know how many of them he had made. Xiaoyu couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply turned his head and looked at the sky, not wanting to watch Wei Yuan's performance anymore. But when he turned around, he suddenly froze.
Baoyun did not know when she appeared behind them. An exquisite treasure tree hanging above her head had tassels and silk ribbons hanging down, separating Baoyun from the world. If Xiaoyu hadn't seen it with his naked eyes, he wouldn't have known that she had arrived.
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Xiaoyu suddenly thought of something: How long has it been since she arrived?
The whole process of being deceived by Wei Yuan might have been seen by Bao Yun!
It's sad enough that a friend is cunning, but there's another friend watching!
In an instant, Xiaoyu felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his face, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
At this time, the witch camp on the battlefield ahead was in chaos, and the army was demoralized. Most of the noble witches, including the old witch, wanted to run away. Wei Yuan had inspected the corpse of the big witch and knew that these sorcerers were not weak at all, and some even
He was stronger than the disciples of Mingwang Palace. Therefore, it was expected that the old witch was not killed.
Wei Yuan was well prepared. He already knew that the top leaders of the Wu clan ran very fast in the last battle. How could he let them run away this time?
At that moment, a small green bud appeared above Wei Yuan's head, and the scope of the Wanli River and Mountains skyrocketed to 800 feet! All the escaping wizard nobles were included in it at once, and their escape speed dropped sharply!
Although the buds were only the size of a fingertip at the moment, Wei Yuan shouted loudly: "A wonderful treasure tree!"
Baoyun's eyes were deep.
Xiaoyu's eyes widened for a moment, and then a flush of blood came to his face. This time, it was not from shame, but from holding back. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and his body kept shaking, even though he had experienced many strong winds and waves.
, at this moment, the Taoist heart is still lost.
Wei Yuan knew nothing about what was happening behind him, and used all his strength to activate the Dao Foundation. The manifested mountains and rivers were filled with vitality and fresh air spewed out. All the witch clans felt like they were being splashed with boiling oil, and they all screamed in agony. Wei Yuan relied on
With a huge amount of power, he took the opportunity to smash out three to four hundred bells and tripods at one go, causing casualties among the witch clan below. In the end, only three of the more than 20 noble sorcerers escaped, and they were all scraps, including the old witch.
All the important nobles included were executed.
When the battle situation was decided, Wei Yuan held the bell and the cauldron, turned around calmly, and saw Bao Yun.
Wei Yuan's heart suddenly went blank.
Xiao Yudao's heart was broken and he could no longer hold on, so he fell from the sky.
Chapter completed!