Chapter 18 Qingming

"That bastard! Is he also a true man who did such a thing!?" Cui Ming was so angry that he cursed and asked the people around him, "Do you know who that person is? This kind of betrayal is endless with him!"

But I didn't want everyone present to shout angrily, but no one knew the identity of the other party. Originally, a large number of them were on the same road, and they could not be said to be familiar with them except for their brothers. However, when the spirit beast came out, Yuan Yingqi volunteered to stay one after another, and there was no doubt that he was present. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

Mo Shoucheng briefly described his experience in Lin'an City with a wry smile, and then said, "Those people are very strange and act strangely, but looking at their physical skills, they are not like the people of the demon family. Everyone should be careful when they meet in the future."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the battlefield in the sky changed again - the spirit beast saw that the soul of his companion beast was taken away, and finally went crazy and roared loudly, like thousands of troops and horses galloping. As soon as it went crazy, it no longer fought with the three practitioners in the imperial sword period. It relied on its hard body and confronted the other party.

The wings are like fans, the claws are like knives, and the big mouth of a blood basin often spits out flames. For a moment, three practitioners in the imperial sword period can't stand it at the same time. The light curtain opened by the magic weapon of the practitioners of the sword gate was actually torn by the claws of the Quyan spirit beast. Although it was also burned by lightning, it did not damage its claws, and the iron claws were like hooks, digging into the other party's chest and abdomen.

The practitioners of the sword gate had no choice but to dodge sideways, but at this time, a pair of daggers came up from under the claws. But the practitioners of Xuantian Pavilion came to help.

But I didn't expect that the dagger had not yet intersect with the spirit beast's claws. The monster suddenly hit a wing and stabilized its body in the air - and with this force, it bumped back into another practitioners who planned to bombard a pair of meat fists behind it at this time!

The three practitioners in the imperial sword period in the air are all well-informed and profound figures, but no one expected that this Qu Yan spirit beast was so smart that he could shake a shot!

When he was hit by the spirit beast, the practitioners could only barely open his hands, block in front of him, and carry the true elements of his whole body to resist this force. At this time, the two practitioners of Tongjianmen and Xuantian Pavilion also immediately reacted and flew to the spirit beast again. At this time, the three practitioners formed a triangular formation and surrounded the spirit beast in the center.

Unexpectedly, at this time, under the fierce fighting between the three of them and one beast, among the practitioners who arranged the forbidden system, someone finally couldn't support it. With a "wow", he spit out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.

And the huge prohibition that has been trying to trap the spirit beast has finally broken a door.

Shu Hengyuan shouted that it was not good, but there was really no way to blame the Yuanying period practitioners. Originally, this person should be the fourth place after the third place in the order of rest and adjustment. But the third trueist robbed the beast soul and jumped off the mountain, but how can he let the fourth one rest again?

But how smart the spirit beast is, how can it let go of this opportunity? As soon as it sinks, it is about to break through the encirclement of three practitioners in the sword period and rush to the gap.

At this time, Mo Shoucheng gritted his teeth and sacrificed the Shanshui Flying Sword, let go of the forbidden part he was responsible for, pointed his feet, and flew out: "You rearrange the prohibition, I'll block it!"

He joined the encirclement network at the latest. Among a group of practitioners in the Yuanying period, he consumed the least real yuan. At this time, the Shanshui sword was with wind and thunder. With the acceleration of the scale method, he rushed out and had to face the claws of the Quyan spirit beast!

If you let this beast escape from here, it will be difficult to subdue it again! At that time, I don't know how many innocent people in the secular Tao will be implicated! This Qu Yan spirit beast! This Qu Yan spirit beast!

Thinking of this section, Mo Shoucheng was murderous for a moment, and his eyes were red, as red as blood.

"Kill!"

Shouting and killing, Mo Shoucheng has turned into a thunderbolt, wielding the storm with his sword and jumping into the sky. At the same time, Shu Hengyuan and Cui Ming shouted, "Mo Xianyou! No!!"

But if you want to stop it at this time, how can it be too late? Qu Yan's spiritual beast's claws are like knives, and he has grabbed the Mo Shoucheng flying sword rushing towards it. Mo Shoucheng Zhenyuan broke out and poured everything into the good water sword. At this time, the sword body was as blue as spring water and absorbed the sun's light. Everyone felt that the young man in the sky was so dazzling at this time, like the scorching sun!

The sword claws intersect and makes a surprising collision sound, as if the sound of ordinary gold and iron interming has been magnified countless times. The sound dispersed and hit the surrounding peaks and valleys, forming a huge hollow but shocking echo.

But for Mo Shoucheng, the huge pressure contained in this sound is an extremely painful suffering. The moment Shanshui sword put on the claws of the spirit beast, he felt as if he had fallen into a terrible wave. Not to mention confronting this force head-on, even in this storm, it is extremely difficult not to break your body to pieces.

Qi and blood were churning, and he could feel the desperate turmoil of Yuanying in his body, as if he was about to jump out of Dantian and leave his body, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.

But even so, everyone saw an incredible scene. Mo Shoucheng really took the cultivation of the Yuanying period and held the power of the Quyan spirit beast head-on!

I'm afraid that the spirit beast would not have thought of this change, and a pair of bronze bulls had a surprised look in their eyes. With a slow movement, the three practitioners of the imperial swords naturally refused to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Three sharp weapons, magic weapons, daggers and meat fists greeted the monster at the same time.

And Mo Shoucheng tried his best to block the spirit beast's attack, and naturally he couldn't support his body and suddenly fell from the air. Only at this moment, he opened his eyes and saw the Qu Yan spirit beast in the sky and the figures of the three sword practitioners. But my heart suddenly thought of the sentence that once made me proud: This sky is no longer the sky that can only be enjoyed by masters of the imperial swordsmanship!

I did think so at that time. With the popularity of machine art in this world, even mortals can fly freely in the sky on machine creation.

But... it's never as good as standing on the blue sky and white clouds with your own strength!

For a moment, his whole body seemed to have no strength, and Mo Shoucheng fell to the ground heavily. He only felt as if there was no pain in Zhou's body, and the bone joints seemed to be broken.

But he is very conscious.

He looked at the busy Yuanying practitioners around him and opened the new prohibition with all his strength. Look at the three sword masters in the sky fighting with the spirit beast.

And from the bottom of my heart, where did this melancholy come from? With his own strength in his infancy, it is a proud result to be able to stop the monster's blow. But why are you still so dissatisfied?

"I want to be stronger." Lying flat on the ground, tired, his heart full of unwilling teenager muttered.

"I want to stand on this blue sky with my own strength. I want to have the power to protect more people at this time. Mo Shoucheng whispered and slowly clenched his fist.

Then in the surprised eyes of everyone, he stood up again, captured the dragon, and sucked the Shanshui sword into the palm of his hand. It was a red pupil, but now it looks bright.

"You are a demon."

The true man named Zaifuchang did say this about himself. Although I don't know yet, I don't care. But...

The teenager held a sword in his hand and jumped into the sky again. The practitioners below can't see clearly, but the three sword masters fighting with the spirit beast in the sky can see clearly - Mo Shoucheng is smiling.

If you really have any demons, just overcome it!

"How's it going?" The female voice in the darkroom was still light, as if she was just asking the man outside the door if he had had dinner.

While half kneeling outside the dark room door, the man named Black Eight still maintained his usual indifference: "Everything you ordered before has been done."

The female voice did not ask for details, because she knew that since the other party had said it was done, it must be appropriate and did not need to order herself. So she changed a new question: "What's going on in the door about collecting monsters?"

"At Yunmengze, the four red people captured three blue-eyed golden pythons."

"At Crocodile Island in the South China Sea, Black Eleven found a red-billed shark alligator, which is currently being hunted down."

"In the North Sea, Lan Liu found a nest for birds and has reported the matter to the door."

Black Eight told the information one by one, and the people in the dark room just smiled: "It doesn't look like anything... but on our side." The woman in the dark room stepped forward and walked to the half-kneeling black eight.

She is dressed in white and elegantly, covering her face with a white veil. Although she can't see the whole picture clearly, her eyebrows seem to be a national beauty.

"It seems that on our side, we can find the soul of a Quyan spirit beast, which is an unexpected harvest." The woman in white said something happy, but there was no joy on her face. On the contrary, Hei Ba, who always spoke coldly, said a few more words as an exception: "The beast soul recovered by Lan Jiu has been delivered to the door owner. The door owner is very satisfied with this harvest.

"My ancient demon family has been inherited since ancient times and has declined to the extreme. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people, and even few spirit beasts that can be controlled can't be found. The woman in white shook her head with a wry smile and sighed softly, "Dad, he is also old, although his cultivation has made breakthroughs in recent years, and he has seen the threshold of rebirth. But his heart is old."

Otherwise... Although Quyan spirit beasts are rare, how can the current owner of the ancient demon sect who controls hundreds of evil spirit beasts be satisfied with just one beast soul?