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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five My Daoers Don't Understand!

A year later!

In the abyss, under the ground, the light blue crystal demon tree that was a hundred feet high and a trunk of fifty feet wide.

The faint and crystal clear light blue light shines within a range of fifty feet around it.

At this moment, a battle that has reached a fever pitch is taking place here!

Two black shadows kept colliding and interlaced.

The figure flashed in the grass and behind the trunks of the tree. Every shaking was accompanied by extremely manic wind and fierce power.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

In just two short breaths, these two figures, which were almost blurred, collided hundreds of times in succession. The crisp sound of the golden swords fighting was endless.

Because the two figures were too fast, the naked eye could no longer capture their appearance, and almost created phantom illusions. Under the light of the demon tree, they were stained miserably, like a light blue demon shadow, strange and terrifying.

"Boom boom!"

One of the demon shadows suddenly let out a loud shout!

"Sword-swinging style!"

Then, fierce swords burst out from the spiritual sword that turned into purple moon in his hand.

The power among these five or six sword energy was overwhelmed by one wave, as if it was rushing and surging, and its momentum instantly rose to its peak.

Each sword swing is to squeeze and tear the space apart, and even produces afterimages.

In the viscous and airtight darkness, the roar of sword energy comes from time to time, and the explosion sounds are blended with the power of sword energy, pressing on people's hearts, making people breathless!

"Breaking Sword Style!"

The demonic figure shouted again.

Within thirty feet, countless same demon shadows soared into the sky at the same time, with a huge sword force!

"Give it to me, break!"

As the two powerful forces constantly collided and squeezed, the air around seemed to become sticky, making the limbs unable to move!

This is the suppression of the soul!

The fire-phosphorus wolf that was fighting against it showed a hint of fear in the wolf's eyes, a faint fear arose in his heart, and he wailed and wanted to escape.

"die!"

With the demon shadow trembling and shouting, the sword energy of the sword swinging and exploding sword burst out in an instant, and the cylindrical sword energy storm produced swept across the universe and instantly swallowed it!

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Countless sword energy slashed hard on the body of the Fire Phosphorus Wolf. The whole body of its wolf body, every corner, was crazily bombarded and killed by the sword energy!

The red fire-phosphorus armors covered with fingernails were finally unable to withstand such a brutal attack of force and broke open!

"Puff puff puff!"

The defense was broken, and in just one breath, the entire body of the fire-phosphorus wolf was pierced through countless blood holes. The heart was penetrated by a sword and burst.

"Ao!"

The fire phosphorus wolf screamed, and the wolf's body was involuntarily thrown up by the sword energy storm and smashed hard to the ground, splashing a piece of dust, and the fire phosphorus burst and splashed open.

All its internal organs were strangled to pieces, and blood mixed with flesh and foam flowed freely in the seven orifices and six holes. He raised his neck with difficulty, staring at the demon shadow standing behind the bluestone and hidden in the darkness again. The wolf's body kept twitching and struggling. Finally, the light in its demon's eyes slowly dimmed, and the vitality passed quickly. It was no longer motionless.

Seeing this scene, the demonic shadow falling in the shadow behind the bluestone slowly walked out and was exposed again to the blue light of the demon tree. The man with a disheveled head and a dirty face had a crazy hair and a unshaven beard, almost covering up his entire face.

But it was soaring to the point where it was covered by thick hair, and the pair of dark eyes showed light from time to time, which made people dare not underestimate it.

Mo Bei waved his head, combed his crazy hair, revealing his black cheeks, staring at the tragic death of Fire Phosphorus Wolf with a cold look, saying a little regretful: "What a pity, what a pity, the wolf skin of this third-level monster Fire Phosphorus Wolf is incomplete, and the sword technique he used just now was too violent."

"Otherwise, this wolf skin can sell six or seven hundred spirit stones!"

Mo Bei thought while walking over. Beichen Tiangang Sword pierced into the wolf's head. Mo Bei's wrist twisted slightly. As the tip of Beichen Tiangang Sword wandered, half of the wolf's skin was peeled off by Mo Bei.

Mo Bei picked up the wolf skin that was still stained with blood and left with warm remaining, and sighed slightly: "Now the wolf skin is so big, it seems that it can only be worth three hundred spirit stones. Well, after entering the inner door, it would be nice to make this wolf skin into a defensive spirit weapon after you have time to make this wolf skin into a defensive spirit weapon!"

Mo Bei threw it casually and acted to put the wolf skin into the storage bag.

But then Mo Bei was stunned, then smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "I only care about killing monsters this month, but I don't have time to rush back to hand in the mission. The monster's materials actually filled the storage bags."

"Um……"

Mo Bei pondered for a moment: "A year of hard practice, I have already refined Qi at the seventh level and promoted to the late stage of refining Qi!"

"Among the nine swords of God, I have already achieved great success in the sword technique of five hundred spirit stones, wisdom sword, courage sword, and benevolence sword. But it seems that there is no effect?"

Mo Bei casually aimed at the demon tree and swung a sword from the air. The sword energy burst out, slashing through the void, and slashing hard on the trunk of the demon tree.

A shocking sword mark was instantly torn from the trunk, and a light blue liquid flowed out from the demon tree.

"After practicing the brave sword, I only feel that my power seems to have increased a lot, but there is no benefit except this."

"And after practicing this wisdom sword," Mo Bei said this, narrowing his eyes, and the spiritual consciousness in his mind instantly expanded, covering everything within sixty feet. Even the swaying of grass and trees by the breeze could not be hidden from him.

"Although there is no sword move, my strength has not improved. However, my five senses and spiritual consciousness have become much stronger."

"As for Ren Jian, it's all. Since I have practiced it, I'll forget it." Mo Bei shook his head and sighed slightly: "Four years, it's been four years! Shen 19 Swords, Shen 19 Swords, I finally practiced it."

"It's a pity that I can't enter the inner door yet!"

Mo Bei smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's so strange. I have practiced 196 sword techniques in the entire Taixu Sect and have all realized their sword intent. But why are the last five sword techniques so difficult?"

While thinking in his heart, Mo Bei walked to the demon tree, and was cut by the sword marks he had cut out, took out an empty gourd, filled the light blue liquid, raised his head and drank a few sips, then he smacked his lips with unfulfilled feelings and said, "Forget it, I haven't been out of here for a month, go back first."

"After handing over the mission, we will deal with the last five sword techniques!"

Three hours later.

The flying boat flying from the demon island slowly docked on the formation ban next to Tianlong Lake.

As soon as Mo Bei jumped off the flying boat, he felt an abnormality.

The disciples around him stopped and looked at him, their eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

"Hey, look at it. Why did a demon ape come down from the flying boat?"

"Yes, yes, could it be the Taixu Sword Spirit of which disciple?"

"Tsk tsk, this demon ape is actually the same as a human cultivator, even his walking posture is very similar!"

Mo Bei listened to these words and felt the eyes of those disciples. He subconsciously touched his face. Then he woke up and reacted. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It turns out that I haven't left the Demon Island in this month. I have no brides and everyone regards me as a monkey."

Thinking of this, Mo Bei couldn't help but find it even more funny. A strand of spiritual energy condensed from his palms. He brushed his dense hair and beard neatly trimmed in a few seconds, revealing his cheeks that were not handsome but still pretty.

Seeing this scene, among the group of foreign disciples in Tianlong Lake, some of them were sharp-eyed and recognized Mo Bei's identity and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Ah, isn't that a blood demon!"

Immediately, some disciples of the Ji family recognized him. In addition to being surprised, they nodded and laughed sarcastically: "Haha, it's really that boy! I didn't expect that he was even left by the outer sect!"

The disciples of the Fang family showed a pity: "What a pity, a pity, a generation of genius blood demons, the newcomer king, actually fell like this!"

"You know that back then, he was a blood demon who was famous in the entire Penglai Peninsula and surpassed the four geniuses! Until now, he has not yet understood the twenty-six kinds of sword intent."

Fang Luoyou was the first to understand twenty-six kinds of sword intent and enter the inner gate.

And in these four years, any disciple with some talent had already understood twenty-six kinds of sword intent and entered the inner sect.

The disciples who are still here have basically no hope of future, and even if they enter the inner sect at this moment, it will be useless.

Even if the resources in the inner sect have not been divided up, they will definitely not be given to the disciples who have entered the inner sect after four years.

The disciples of the Ji family sneered disdainfully and said angrily: "Haha, this blood demon is really useless. What Brother Ji Wubing said is indeed correct. It is a waste or a waste, and it will never be on the table!"

"No, I think this kid is afraid of being retaliated by Senior Brother Ji Wubing after entering the inner sect, so he hid in the outer sect and refused to enter the inner sect for a long time." The disciple next to the disciple of the Ji family had a scar on his head.

"It makes sense," the disciple of the Ji family kept nodding and said, "Then let this kid hide in this outer gate forever! Haha!"

There are also disciples of the Fang family and the Chen family who feel extremely sorry for Mo Bei.

"Ah, after all, he is a new disciple of the generation. How could he end up with such a miserable end?"

"What a pity, it's a pity. It's over all my talents in one go."

Such words fell into Mo Bei's ears.

His expression was calm, with no joy or sorrow, as if all the eyes had no effect on him.

My way is immortality, and it is not something you can understand!

All I want is Taixu Qi. After I get Taixu Qi, I will leave Taixu Sect and return to the Supreme Demon Sect!

The so-called Taixu Sect, all kinds of secret techniques, are meaningless to me!

Therefore, even if I waste my years, I will refine the Taixu Qi to the strongest!
Chapter completed!
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