Wearing a bright red hat and even covering his appearance with a red mask, the envoys lined up and stood at a stone pavilion on the Haguchi Mountain Road, performing the same envoy technique together!

The bright red was visible. The stone steps under their feet and the tree crown above their heads were inexplicably dyed with a strange blood-red aura, which was gloomy and terrifying. At the same time, you can also see a blood-red bond between the envoys and the envoys, connecting their envoys arrays together to form a larger envoy map!

"They are joint summoning demons. Even the low-cultivation summoner can summon more powerful monsters with the power of many people!" Ye Youying immediately said to Zhu Minglang after seeing this scene.

A dozen or twenty people were in a group. The people of the Demon Encouragement Cult realized that the low-level monsters would not be able to capture the Baichang Sword Sect, so they summoned the demons together and summoned the more powerful and higher-level monsters to this battlefield.

Blood surged, and gradually a strange red blood rain fell on the forest of Changgu Mountain. One demon-calling array after another appeared in the mountain road. You can see giant demon centipedes emerging from the demon-calling array in the red forest!!

The blood-colored demon centipede was covered with blood-colored helmets, one by one, and a kind of helmet similar to a barb grew to different places. This kind of helmet and thorn armed the demon centipede from its head to its tail. They were wild and ferocious, and their bodies rushed around the mountains and forests. The century-old trees were easily swept and smashed by them!

In addition to crawling in the mountains and forests, these blood-colored demon centifolia also have the terrible ability to drill through the mountains. You can see some demon centifolia sink into the rocks, followed by stones and soil flying. Soon after, they rushed out of another mountain!

Zhu Minglang frowned slightly.

It is a bit difficult to deal with if you can penetrate the mountains, and these demon centipedes are obviously wise. They do not rush up like the water monster demon guards before, and they feel safe only when they gather together. The blood-helmet demon centipedes climbed from different mountains to the sword village, some of them directly along the ground in the long valley, and others even crossed from this mountain to another mountain, which made the disciples of the Baichang Sword Sect pale.

This blood-helmet demon centimeter is probably not inferior to the Dragon Lord Dragon Lord. The magician who summoned the demons together can make so many high-level monsters come at once, which is really extremely difficult to deal with!

"Young people, don't have a sword move to deal with these monsters drilling through the ground and mountain passers-by?" At this time, the white-haired old man spoke.

This old man is old. If the mountain gate had not been in danger of being slaughtered, he would probably not have appeared.

He was thin and weak. Although he was carrying a sword, he was afraid that he could not wield the true sword power at all in his twilight years. Moreover, Zhu Minglang could feel that the old man's aura was very weak, and he was probably also an old swordsman who chose to retire after being seriously injured!

"Some troublesome, but it should be able to deal with it." Zhu Minglang said.

"You are a beginner in the art of flying swords and you don't master many sword techniques." said the old man with white hair.

Zhu Minglang looked at the old man with some surprise.

He actually saw it.

Zhu Minglang has been studying the Flying Sword Sect for a short time, and the reason why he is powerful is because of a special existence like the Sword Spirit Dragon.

"I teach you a move. I believe that with your sword realm and understanding, you can quickly master it. If you master it, you will be like killing an earthworm when dealing with these crawling centipede monsters!" said the white-haired old man.

"Teacher, how can you teach now? You can use the sword technique directly to destroy the mountain-piercing demon centipede as soon as possible!" A disciple said with a sad face.

"At my age, even if I sacrifice my life, I can't use one-tenth of the sword energy that this young man has." said the white-haired teacher.

Time is forbidden. When you are ten years younger, the white-haired master can kill all the miscellaneous people in the Demon Sect.

But he knew his physical condition and his cultivation was declining, just like his exhausted body.

"Old sir, please give me advice." Zhu Minglang said.

Lin Zhong, Mingxiu, Ye Youying and a group of disciples from the Baichang Sword Sect were all going crazy.

When will I teach sword skills?!

Moreover, it is a sword technique that is powerful enough to break mountains and rocks, it must be profound and complex, and it will take at least a few years of practice!

"Look at the wooden stake." The white-haired old man pointed at the bottom, which was about two hundred meters away from the practice stone platform. Generally, only apprentices would use the wooden stake as practice.

Zhu Minglang calmed down and stared at everything the old man did.

The old man could tell at a glance that he had not been practicing flying sword skills for a long time. He must have been the ultimate old swordsman. He was willing to teach his flying sword skills himself, which was the best.

"This sword is a sword-suppressing sword, suppressing all evil monsters. This sword is also called the Hundred Tomb Sword. The sword is like a large tomb, deep into the rock layer. Look forward to it, look forward to it - the Tomb Sinking Sword!!!"

The sword behind the old man was quickly unsheathed. Although the old man was old, the sword was extremely sharp, as if he had to polish and wash it very carefully every day. The sword was exposed to the sky and entered the clouds. After it was unsheathed, it turned into a bunch of cold light. It was obvious that the wooden stake was below, in the sinking valley, but the sword had reached Changtian, sank into the sky, and disappeared without a trace!

The disciples of Baichang Sword Sect were all looking at this old man at this moment.

This teacher didn't appear in front of everyone many times, but every new master was very respectful to him. He did not accept any closed disciples, and no one had ever seen him teach him any sword skills...

However, seeing his sword's momentum is different from all flying sword masters. Although he is old, he seems to be able to pierce the blue sky with one sword. His high spirit is no less than the dragon and phoenix flying in the sky. However, his cultivation, his strength, and his strength are completely disproportionate to his realm.

"The energy gathers in the sword body, and the thoughts sink to the earth, the tomb of the gods of the sky - the tomb sinks to the sword!!"

The white hair is flying without wind, but the old face exudes perseverance, and the eyes are full of blazing light that can break through everything, including the twilight of time!

There was no sword, but a huge tombstone appeared on the wooden stake. The tombstone sword was rusty and magnificent. When it suddenly sank into the earth, it even produced a magnificent heavy drop force field, causing the branches, sand and gravel flying around it to press down to the ground. An astonishing breath surrounded the tombstone heavy sword and crushed the rock layer of the 100-meter radius of the wooden stake!!
Chapter completed!