"Roar!" The violent wild boar man let out a refreshing roar.

Qin Zhenyang's round golden elixir entered his abdomen and made the wild boar feel extremely comfortable.

This is another fifth-level existence in the blood sacrifice. Currently, there is only this level of golden elixir, which can make Zhu Zishan clearly feel the growth of his cultivation.

The golden flames in the wild boar's eyes faded, revealing the clear and calm pupils. The wild boar raised his hand and used the first-level magic and object control technique.

At the bottom of the Wangchuan River, a well-made storage bag was wrapped in a light and fell into the hands of the wild boar man. The wild boar man threw the storage bag into his mouth, then lie on the ground, turning into a huge wild boar.

The wild boar crawled into the scorching cave and came to the landslide cave.

The wild boar's nose was thrust...

The smell clearly told the wild boar what was going on here.

"Hmph...Hmph..." The wild boar made a hum of unknown significance, then pounced on the messy gravel. The first two pig trotters were scattered wildly, and quickly dug out a passage.

...

Underground abyss.

In the endless dark cave.

Strong and firm...

The crisp sound of swords echoed in the silent empty cave.

Widths of blue sword silk flashed in the dark and deep cave.

In just a moment, dozens of sword lights flashed by.

A sting.

With a muffled groan.

Something fell from a high altitude.

The blue escape light gathered in one place.

Murong Jue, dressed in blue, appeared in appearance.

Buzz!

Murong Jue obtained the magic weapon and the flying sword turned to his body like a swimming fish.

A blue light burst out from the clear sword body, which swept across the entire empty cave space, illuminating the dark space like daytime.

At the bottom of the cave.

Above a pitch-black rock, a seriously injured woman was Murong Qin.

There were at least seven or eight blood holes on her body, and each blood hole was caused by Murong Jue's method of turning sword energy into silk.

The sword energy into silk is a great magical power of sword cultivator. Although its destructive power is not very strong, it has amazing penetration and almost unavoidable attributes. If Wu Maqin had not practiced the shadow demon body with uniqueness, I would have probably been slashed under the sword energy into silk, and it would have been impossible to fight for so long.

"It is rare to be valuable to force me to use these many methods with the early stage of the Golden Pill. If you hadn't been murderous, I would not have the intention to die." Murong Jue said coldly.

Wu Maqin did not answer, she looked at Murong Jue, and there was only indelible hatred in her dark pupils.

Murong Jue frowned.

The magic weapon flying sword in front of him, which was like a swimming fish, flashed and disappeared.

Zheng!

Another crisp sound of swords.

A sword thread flashed by.

"Ah!" Wu Maqin screamed, her pupils were penetrated by a sword.

"Bitch! It's not me who destroyed Fengdu City. What's the point of calculating the accounts on me?" Murong Jue said angrily.

"Hehe... If you, a bitch, are a little smarter, maybe we can join forces to destroy Qin Zhenyang. That guy may not have the fire of the Sun True Fire on him. If he can get it... Haha... I have made another great contribution to the sect." Murong Jue's eyes flashed and his expression was both greedy and cautious.

Then Qin Zhenyang's sun fire is indeed a bit difficult to mess with.

Whoosh.

Murong Jue's magic weapon flying sword flew to him again.

Although Wu Maqin is seriously injured now, with nearly ten blood holes on her body and even her eyes have been pierced, it is not difficult to heal these injuries under some magical methods.

This is also the disadvantage of the great magical power of sword energy transforming into silk. It has strong penetration and poor destructiveness.

Although Murong Jue relies on sword energy to transform into silk to travel around the world, this is not the only way.

I saw him pinching his hands.

The magic weapon flying sword quickly shrank, and in a moment it turned into a silver needle.

Murong Jue sneered.

The sword energy enters the blood, cutting the meridians and cutting the meridians.

The silver needle silently pierced into Wu Maqin's body.

"Ah..." Wu Maqin screamed, flapping like a fish caught on the shore.

However, she was completely powerless without slapping a few times.

The meridians were completely cut off, and the blood was filled with sharp sword energy like a knife. As long as Murong Jue had a thought and the sword energy hidden in Wu Maqin's body could cut this woman into pieces.

It's OK...

Even if this woman explodes the golden elixir, she cannot threaten herself.

As a sword cultivator, Murong Jue naturally follows the fighting style of the sword cultivator.

The fighting style of the sword cultivator is that the body hides in a safe place and relies on a flying sword to strike from afar. When the sword cultivator's body appears, the battle must have ended.

If a sword cultivator wants to search the target for soul, he will hit the target until he has no power to fight back at all, and then he will get close to the target.

Murong Juefei fell to Wu Maqin's side. At this time, Wu Maqin could no longer maintain her breathing.

Murong Jue is a mid-stage monk in the Jindan stage, and Wu Maqin is a early-stage monk in the Jindan stage.

Murong Jue could barely search Wu Maqin's soul, although it was a bit difficult.

Just the moment Murong Jue pressed his hand to the back of Wu Maqin's head.

An extremely cold green flame wrapped around Murong Jue's hands and spread towards his body.

He actually dares to resist!?

A harshness flashed through Murong Jue's eyes.

Bloody Explosion!

The sword energy located in Wu Maqin's blood exploded.

However, what surprised Murong Jue was that what exploded in front of him was not flesh and blood, but a mass of ghosts.

A ghost in the early stage of the Golden Pill suffered all the damage from Murong Jue.

The technique of substituting death?

Murong Jue finally reacted.

It is rumored that monks from Taiyuan Sect either drive zombies, bone demons or invisible ghosts.

The woman in front of me is the real person of Jindan hidden secretly by Taiyuan Sect, and it is impossible for him to be without the ghosts.

This woman fought with her, fled from beginning to end, and never let the ghost take action. Unexpectedly, it was used to kill her.

Be careless...

The body and sword are united, and the sword energy turns into silk.

Zheng!

Murong Jue turned into a sword thread and flew hundreds of meters away. However, when he appeared again, the green flames still attached to him and burned.

The body and sword are united, but they can't avoid this flame!

In a panic.

Murong Jue mobilized all his magic power to extinguish the faint green flames on his body.

Bang!

The faint green flames burned like adding fuel to the fire.

Murong Jue felt the coldness from his soul.

Nine Nether Ghost Fire.

Specializes in burning the soul.

The soul burns, and the divine thoughts are broken.

Murong Jue, who was burned by the Nine Nether Ghost Fire, flew around in the dark space, but no matter how he did, he could not extinguish the Nine Nether Ghost Fire on his body.

The Nine Nether Ghost Fire absorbs the magic power from Murong Jue's body and the soul of Murong Jue's wrists. These have become the fuel for the burning of the Nine Nether Ghost Fire.
To be continued...