Jing Jiu held the white cat and followed Nan Wang to leave Qingshan. It took a summer to find the dilapidated temple in the barren mountain.

Seeing the red lantern outside the dilapidated temple and the black coffin inside, he made a decision after only counting breaths, using the Fris Sword to pass on the letter to Qingshan, and told Liu Ci about his own arrangements.

In his calculations, the sword ghost in Nanshi might go to Qingshan or to Xihai. In any case, Qingshan Sect must do its best to deal with it.

As for the mummy in the black coffin, it was left to him and Nan Wang to solve it. They were also the most suitable person to solve this problem.

Unexpectedly, Nan Jin refined the way of sword ghosts and even cultivated his body into a sword, which brought about new problems.

Jing Jiu knew better than anyone else how terrible the sword ghost with an independent soul is.

At the realm of the south, his sword ghost is probably equivalent to the peak of the Netherworld Immortal Sword.

Jing Jiu had no choice but to walk into the ruined temple and hold Nan Jicang's old hand.

He did not use Suo Qingqiu in Qingshan Sword Technique. This level is too low and cannot be kept at Nanqi. It is not that everything in the prison cell of the Sword Prison is frozen. His current realm is not enough and he cannot display it. He used the Great Compassion Hand of Zen.

As long as Nan Qi stays here and calls the Qingshan Sword Formation to destroy his body, his sword ghost will also be destroyed.

Even if the sword ghost in Nanshi has a way to protect himself, I believe it will be greatly affected and will no longer pose any threat to Qingshan.

After Jing Jiu finished saying that, the wind suddenly rose in the barren mountain, passing through the ruins of the ruins of the temple, making a whimpering sound, as if a ghost crying or a sword roaring.

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In the distant green mountains, the clouds and mist on Jian Peak have long dissipated, and the beautiful sunshine has become extremely dazzling and cannot be seen directly.

Fang Jingtian stood at the top of Tianguang Peak, looking at the direction of the West Sea, with a solemn expression and a little lonely.

The Qingshan Sword Formation has been activated. Who is the target? Master will not have any trouble, right?

The whole green mountain was empty, and even the managers had already gone to the outer door.

The ice and snow in Shangde Peak sensed the extremely sharp sword intent, as if it was about to pierce the sky, falling down.

The sensing in the sword prison is the most obvious. Countless sword intents gush out from the stone wall and the formation, traveling everywhere like a solid flying sword.

A mountain-like corpse dog sits quietly in the sky, even if it squints its eyes, otherwise it will feel a little uncomfortable.

The demons in the cell were extremely frightened. They dared not exude the smell of blood like mountains and seas, hiding in the corner and trembling.

Uncle Tailu's old and cruel voice came from a certain cell: "Kill all of them! Let them see the power of Qingshan!"

In the deepest cell, Xue Ji squatted on a bamboo chair around the quilt, thinking that this is the legendary Qingshan Sword Formation? It is indeed interesting.

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The ancestor Kirishima was the first sword escaper. It can be said that he was the pioneer of this strange story in the world of cultivation and is also evidence of the reputation of the Qingshan Sword Formation.

Of course he knew the power of the Qingshan Sword Formation, otherwise how could a great master of the sword immortal be forced to hide in that cold fog for so many years?

Hearing Jing Jiu's words, his reaction was a bit strange. He was not angry or afraid, but laughed.

His smile was a little complicated, and eventually turned into indescribable ease, as if he had seen a relief.

"I have avoided it for thousands of years and lived a life worse than death, but now I have returned to the land because my life is over and the end is coming."

Nan Qi said to Jing Jiu: "Since that's the case, why am I still afraid of it?"

This is a good question.

Jing Jiu said: "No matter how close death is, it is not real fear before it comes."

Nan Qi said: "But I'm dead, I'm still alive."

These two sentences are very strange, and neither Nan Wang nor Baimao understood it.

Jing Jiu confirmed that he had calculated the wrong calculation.

Nanji came to die.

Nothing can scare people like this.

He just needs to do what he wants to do before death comes.

For Qingshan, Nanshi will die faster.

He said without hesitation: "Take it."

Before he finished speaking, the universe fell from the sky, stabbing straight toward the top of his head.

Nan Wang rushed out from behind him, holding the Jinse sword in both hands, and stabbed Nan Qi's left eye.

Jing Jiu's mouth changed slightly, and before even the word "moving" was released, the white cat moved first.

It squatted on Jing Jiu's shoulder, raised its right claw, and grabbed Nanyi's right eye like lightning.

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West Sea.

Hundreds of flying swords slashed into the wind and snow.

Even if the sword ghost boy's body movement is so weird, he still gets hit by a lot of swords.

But what is shocking is that the sword ghost boy did not seem to be injured, but there were more than ten white threads in his body.

What kind of monster is this? No matter how hard it is, it can't be killed.

Yuan Qi Whale was injured by a sneak attack, and Jian Yuan was slightly inappropriate. Feng Xue, who had a three-foot sword radiated, could only slightly stagnate the body of the sword ghost boy, but could not hold him back.

Yin Feng chased after him angrily, and his tail feather fell, and he was also injured.

It was the fastest powerful man in Qingshan. He used his full strength and surpassed the flying sword, but he still didn't even chase the sword ghost boy, looking like a poor child chasing the setting sun.

The sword ghost at the peak of Tongtian Realm can be said to have become an immortal in half a step, and it is really terrifying to the extreme.

In a blink of an eye, another Qingshan sword boat was destroyed. Qingshan disciples kept wielding their swords to avoid them, or fell to the sea tragically.

The practitioners of Daze and Xuanling Sect could no longer watch and went to save people.

On the Zhongzhou school cloud ship, Bai Zhenren glanced at Bai Zao and said calmly: "The green mountains are not just here."

On the bitter boat of a vegetarian vegetarian, Bu Qiuxiao glanced at Liu Shisui and said, "The green mountains are still there, don't worry."

The Dragon Tail Inkstone is hidden in the void and ready to go out at any time.

Even though the battle between Qingshan and Xihai was so fierce and the changes continued, what he cared about the most was Taiping Zhenren.

A voice suddenly sounded from the largest Qingshan sword boat: "Shiyue! Fight! Niu! Xu! Room!"

The bullfighting room is all star positions.

A certain Qingshan sword boat in the distance should be a disciple of Shiyue Peak. Hearing this, the flying swords came out together and flew towards the star positions in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the voice shouted without stopping: "Once upon a time! Kui Liu and Zhang Yi!"

More than a hundred sword lights came from a certain green mountain sword boat and fell between a certain direction in the sky.

"Sky light! Taiwei Tianshi!"

"Two forgets! The horns are strong and the three horizontal ones!"

"Bihu! Five Stars of Yugui!"

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The voice was usually lazy and unspirited, but today it was unprecedentedly serious and serious, and spoke very quickly.

With this sound, countless flying swords no longer tried to chase the sword ghost boy, but fell somewhere in the sky as they were said, turning into a messy picture. There was no pattern or structure in it, but it naturally gave people a solemn and eternal beauty, just like the starry sky at night.

Qingshan Sect not only practices sword skills, but also forms.

Their formation is Chengtian Sword Technique.

Whether it is the most powerful Qingshan Sword Formation or the sword formation that appeared twice today, they are based on Chengtian Sword Technique.

Nan Ji felt the constant sword intent between heaven and earth, making it much more difficult for his sword ghost to teleport.

He looked at the green mountain sword boat ahead, and his pale little face showed a solemn expression. Who could arrange the corresponding formation so clearly and quickly under such a complicated situation?

The one who presided over the formation was not the injured Yuanqi Whale, nor the real person of Guangyuan, but a young disciple.

In today's magnificent war, no matter how talented Zhuo Rusui is, he can only play an inconspicuous little role, sit on the deck and then get sleepy.

It was not until the situation suddenly changed that he stood up, observed the thirteen breaths, and then began to set up the formation.

He was the closed disciple of Liu Ci, and he began to retreat as soon as he got into the school. He only learned Chengtian Sword Technique for decades.

His current realm may not be enough, but his understanding of Qingshan Formation and his innate sensitivity are beyond measure.

Don’t say that Nanshan is equivalent to the same sect, even the two elders of Tianguang Peak, Mochi and Bai Rujing, are not as good as him in this regard.

Jing Jiudu admits that Zhuo Rusui's Chengtian Sword is better than Gu Qing and better than him.

The flying swords of Qingshan Sect no longer chase the sword ghost boy, but each returned to their own positions.
To be continued...