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Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth sword raising

"Young master, wait a moment." Yiling shouted, and at the same time, he swept out a large area of ​​demonic energy, covering Han Ming, forming a black armor, covering Han Ming's whole body, hoping to protect Han Ming's body from the erosion of the storks in the river.

But as soon as its demonic energy was covered by Han Ming, it was pierced by the sharp auras in the river. It was like a broken fishing net. After a moment of maintenance, it turned into strands of demonic energy dissipated, which was so fragile that it was outrageous.

Originally, he thought Han Ming was going to be seriously injured, but the following situation made Yi Ling widen his eyes. Han Ming's foot that had ascended into the river was intact. As soon as the sharp aura around him touched Han Ming's skin, he walked around by himself.

Han Ming slowly withdrew the foot back, with a smile on his lips, as if he had expected this situation early.

"What's going on with Young Master!" Yiling looked at Han Ming's unscathed feet in disbelief, his eyes widening.

Han Ming ignored Yiling, but turned his hand to take out a set of neat clothes and replaced the robe that had been torn apart by half by the fierce aura in the river. Then he patted the spirit beast bag and said to Yiling: "Come in, I'll take you there."

"Oh." Yiling nodded blankly. Although he was full of doubts, he still obediently turned into a ball of demonic energy and penetrated into Han Ming's spiritual beast bag.

Han Ming looked around and confirmed that there was no one. He shook his sleeves and the martial arts of the whole body were running quickly. The sword energy cultivated by the sword energy was sprayed out from his body, forming a circle of sword energy light curtains around him, and then stepped forward without hesitation, entering the nine-colored river that was two hundred feet wide.

As soon as Han Ming stepped into this big river, the nearby river water seemed to boil, and "guru,guru" bubbled, and at the same time, the sharp aura around him moved one after another, rushing towards this side.

The demonic armor released by Yiling before could not stop the sharp aura in the river. Now the sharp aura in the small half of the river section has gathered, and the destructive power can be imagined. Even the existence of an old zombie would probably not be able to last for a breath.

Logically speaking, Han Ming, a late-stage cultivator of the Killing Pill, would definitely seek death if he stepped into it. Even if he was a pure-blooded Luohu, it would not work. However, the sharp aura gathered over and hit Han Ming's sword and shield, and he turned around independently, like a headless fly.

These sharp auras rushed in all directions, but they didn't go to Han Ming. Even if they were surrounded by a little faster, they would turn around and go to other directions as soon as possible.

"This river really has a great relationship with the sword transformation, the wheel transformation technique. The nine auras in this river, among which the sharp and heavy auras are clearly corresponding to the sword transformation technique and the body transformation technique!" Han Ming thought silently in his heart.

While crossing the river, Han Ming thought a lot, most of which were about the origin of the martial arts transformation ritual he majored in.

Hualun Jue was obtained from a store under the jurisdiction of the Zhuang Yun family in Sanmen Town, and the price is not high.

Although when he first obtained the Hualun Jue, the shopkeeper told Han Ming that the Hualun Jue had an extraordinary origin and was an unknown incomplete technique obtained from the deepest part of the Nether Bone Plateau, Han Ming didn't care at that time, and just thought that the shopkeeper deliberately compiled or exaggerated it in order to increase the price.

But now looking back, this Transformation of the Wheel is of extremely extraordinary origin, and it is probably the master of this huge Black Mountain. Whether it is Transformation of the Wheel, Transformation of the Sword, or the Transformation of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the Structure of the S

Feeling the continuous buzzing of many flying swords in the Dantian, he actually wanted to leave his body. Han Ming's face showed a trace of weighing expression. He gritted his teeth slightly, opened his mouth and released a Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Sword.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Reverse Yuan Sword was spit out of Han Ming's mouth, it plunged into the river, as if it had been struggling on the shore for a long time, but was then swam by the swimming fish put into the water, flying up and down around Han Ming, constantly pulling the surrounding sharp aura melted into the sword body.

As a large number of sharp auras entered the sword body, the silver Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Sword slowly emitted dazzling lights, and there were faint sharp auras like river water all over the body.

This Ten Thousand Evil Sacrifice Bone Sword actually uses the help of the river to independently temper the sword body!

Although hiding in Han Ming's spiritual beast bag, it does not mean that Yiling cannot sense the outside world. When he sensed that Han Ming's natal flying sword drilled into the river, he was not damaged at all. Instead, he independently melted the sharp aura in the river. He was stunned again. The big river aura that it could not resist was easily blocked. The young master's natal magic weapon was even more powerful, and he could actually melt the sword body with the aura of the surrounding river.

The elixir's spiritual sense secretly circled around Han Ming, and his heart was a little fluctuating. Its young master is worthy of being a pure blood ancient spirit. It cannot be measured by its realm at all. Moreover, its mind and character are also good, and it has the potential to become a big shot.

Yiling felt that it didn't seem too difficult to assist the young master in becoming a safe adult, and he didn't even need to do anything more. The young master could struggle to grow up by himself.

He thought Han Ming would continue to move forward next time and let the natal magic weapon be tempered in the river, but Yiling did not expect that the young master would open his mouth and fly out of his mouth in groups, like the same flying sword as before.

One after another, it formed a silver torrent, and all plunged into the river. When counted carefully, there were 432 handles.

Yiling was stunned again. The young master was so bold that he had refined so many flying swords, which seemed to be in a complete set, each set of thirty-six handles, a total of twelve sets. Not only are there so many natal magic weapons that are unprecedented, but they are rare in ancient and modern times!

"The ancient spirit is different. You can't judge it by common sense. It should be the same for other ancient spirits!" Yiling comforted himself for a moment, then moved his attention from the flying sword to Han Ming, because Han Ming has now set off to swim towards the other shore.

At this time, on the other side of the river, the patience of the seven Nascent Soul Stages of the Ghost Infant and Taiyi Sect had been exhausted, and they all started to prepare to cross the river.

The seven monks of Taiyi Sect used the same trick again, intending to use the means of passing the stone stairs to force the river by relying on the Wansha Sword Formation, but the first of them stepped into the river and was covered by a colorful mist. They suddenly twitched and fell to the ground with a purple face.

The other Taiyi monks hurriedly cast spells and pulled him back, but they found that the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator had been necrotic and could not be used at all. Not only that, the Nascent Soul cultivator's Nascent Soul cultivator also fainted, and his whole body changed from the original white to a strange gray.

The monks of Taiyi Sect were shocked. They never expected that the river water was so powerful, highly poisonous, and not an ordinary absolute poison. They could simply kill them when dealing with the Nascent Soul cultivator, completely surpassing the top ten absolute poisons that are circulated in the immortal world.

With this lesson from the past, many monks from Taiyi Sect dared not continue to walk forward. After cleaning up, they took the Nascent Soul of the Unconscious Elder of the same sect and turned around and left.

Now there are one less person in the six formations. Even if you make up for it by Qingyang Energy, it will be a bit unsatisfied. If you fight with this old ghost from Tiangui Sect, your winning rate is less than 40%, so it is better to leave quickly.

Guiying turned her head and looked at the six monks of Taiyi Sect who escaped. She did not stop her, but continued to turn her head and look at Dahe in front of her. Her chubby little hand held her cheek, thinking about something.

"Swordsmanship, physical skills, poison skills, spells, eye skills, spiritual skills..., nine sets of methods, there is no specific method, I am afraid no one can enter!" Guiying whispered, but then he sneered: "What a pity, when it comes to understanding the nine sets of methods, now in this vast world, I call Ghost Master the second, no one dares to call him first, but ninety percent of the memories are still lost, and the only thing I remember is spells."

The ghost baby grinned, then raised his foot slightly, slowly circled along the entire river. It was looking for a point to cross the river, just like Han Ming was looking for a section full of sharp aura.

The last ghost baby stopped in front of a narrow section of the river. Looking at the big river with gray fog, he smiled and walked forward without hesitation, with a confident smile on his face.

Unlike the colorful fog that was not long ago, the gray fog on this section of the river is very special, just like the wisps of mist on the wilderness lake in the morning, with a cool and cold feeling. Just one look at it, you feel a little uncomfortable.

The ghost baby went straight forward, thrust in the water, swimming towards the other side of the river, without encountering any special attacks, without the sharp aura of Han Ming, and without the poisonous gas chosen by the Taiyi Sect monks.

This section of the river seems to be an ordinary river.

The ghost baby kept swimming forward without stopping at all, but when it swam for half, there was a "thump" sound of falling into the water from behind, and a big goat with a handsome young man in a green robe swam over the ghost baby.

"Fellow Taoist Tiangui, please stay!" the white big goat shouted loudly.

The ghost baby smiled coldly, but ignored him and just wandered forward.

"Pu, pu..." A series of sounds of falling into the water, the six monks of Taiyi Sect came back at some time, and also swam to the other side of the river.

"Fellow Taoist Tiangui can actually find a safe river section. It is really a sharp eye. Please stay and discuss with you if you have something to do. Go to the other side of the river to hunt for treasure together, otherwise I won't blame me for taking action." Yiling shouted loudly.

"Senior Yiling, this old ghost is not stopping, and is planning to monopolize the treasure. Let's stop it together." Feng Qingyang said to Yiling.

"Okay!" Yiling said buzzingly, then he suddenly stretched his hoof forward, turned into a phantom of ten feet in size, and stepped on it at the sky ghost.

The monks of Taiyi Sect looked at each other and took action. A large amount of sword energy rolled over and slashed at the ghost baby.
Chapter completed!
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