Chapter 763, Zu Longzhou, Sword Light Vertical and Horizontal
As in previous years, the infinite purple thunder in the Purple Thunder Valley is still claping.
Legend has it that thousands of years ago, this was the place of the decisive battle between the two masters of immortals and demons. The secret method of "the abyss of all demons" used by the masters of the demons forcibly broke the passage between the human world and the demon world. Infinite demons s swarmed out, and the situation was extremely dangerous.
In order to defeat the demon gate, the immortal strongman, in order to prevent the whole human world of Zulongzhou from becoming an extraterritorial demon realm, worked together to use the extremely powerful thunder magic secret: "Purple Thunder Seven Strike".
As a result, the output of the true element is too much. The thunder method is not only the death of the demon master and the group of demons, but also makes the nine-day thunder cloud circle here for thousands of years.
Of course, the infinite thunder domain covering a hundred miles is terrible, but compared with the consequences of connecting the demon world, the two are less beneficial. Of course, it is better now.
In such a region, ordinary people are completely unable to survive, but as a practice, if it is only in the middle and periphery, it will be fine.
In a very simple courtyard, a beautiful and beautiful girl paced slowly with a long-haired teenager dressed in black. The woman was white and black, and the handsome and beautiful, reflecting the sunset glow, but it was a strange fit and beauty, as if she were a fairy couple traveling together.
Zhu Peng has been in the world for more than 200 years, but he is like a girl beside him, pure like a piece of white paper, but he has never seen it.
Note that the white paper is here, which refers to "flawless", not an idiot.
Ordinary girls are beautiful because time has no time to leave footprints on them.
Pure is because they have not experienced the sinisterness of the world.
Kindness is because they have never experienced hardships.
reserved, because I haven't tasted the taste of lust.
Zhu Peng has been a strong man in the world for more than 200 years (no one has dared to be frivolous under his sword when he was a teenager). He has seen too many ordinary women. Those who are not good at cultivation can't survive for two decades. Purity is often because of the upbringing and good. Kindness is just a slight reward for others after your own material satisfaction.
In front of Zhu Peng, there are not many women who can be reserved, and more of them are pretended.
But the girl beside her is different. There is no need to say much about beauty. Her cultivation is also the peak of the foundation. Looking at her bone age, she is obviously a little smaller than Yue Lingshan's, and her potential is profound.
She has clearly experienced the taste of sinister and hardship, but she can still maintain her purity and kindness. She is not reserved, but her existence is like the sister next door, which is so kind that you can't think of the word 'argeousness' at all.
This is Zhong Ling, the Zhong Ling who created Zhong Shenxiu.
"Ah, that's why Xiao Zi has always wanted to bite you. You fell from the sky, but directly leveled the whole Purple Thunder Valley in half. The lightning mink family destroyed the clan because of you. If it were me, I couldn't wait to bite you to death."
While talking, Zhong Ling took out a recorded water shadow Yujie. As soon as it was opened, a water curtain popped up, showing an almost magnificent picture:
The crazy black hair, the scarlet blood-red pupils, the debauchedness of the purple flame mask, the cold front in his hand, and the temperament of the fierce clothes and dance all over his body. This young swordsman with red pupils and ink hair fought in the field of purple and lightning, and the curved moon in his background was soaked in blood.
It was a night when the purple thunder fell like rain. Zhong Ling hid in the middle of the mountain wall of the Purple Thunder Valley. Although she was a little princess in the name of Wanjie Valley, in fact, the girl who was obviously cute and beautiful had not been loved by her father and mother since she was a child.
Father Zhong Wanqiu is fine, while the mother Gan Bao, sometimes indifferent, makes Zhong Ling feel that she is deeply hating herself.
Zhong Ling thought of this and shook his little head, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.
She is not loved by her parents, and her cultivation seems to be a little miscellaneous. The qi method and formula are not bad, but neither Zhong Wanqiu nor Gan Baobao are too lazy to teach her, but she doesn't teach her at all. She just leave the formula and let you practice by yourself...
Zhong Ling is not a demon-like genius. It is strange that he can learn achievements from difficult and deep formulas without guidance.
Fortunately, the lack of martial arts can be made up by controlling spirit beasts, and Zhong Ling has had a talent for this since he was a child. Ordinary rare and strange beasts are also willing to get close to the pure beauty, but gradually, Zhong Ling thought about the lightning mink in the Purple Thunder Valley.
She has not been loved by her parents since she was a child. When she was a child, the older servants in the family could kick her twice. Her awkward position made it more difficult for her to make close friends. In any way, Zhong Ling needed a potential and powerful spirit beast to accompany her.
However, the lightning mink in the Purple Thunder Valley is not an ordinary beast. Ordinary soaring monks can only be killed by the lightning mink in the Purple Thunder Valley. Even those who walk weak are not willing to fight with the lightning mink in this absolutely inferior environment, which is neither good nor necessary.
Therefore, Zhong Ling just hopes that he can catch a lightning mink cub, and he will be satisfied with his slow cultivation in the future.
Unfortunately, she has been lurking in this Purple Thunder Valley for half a year. The lightning mink's protection of the cubs is so clear that she has no chance at all.
However, on this day, the veritable opportunity "falls from the sky".
That night, the purple thunder was unusually strong, and it was like a thunder dragon with teeth and claws roaring in the night sky. Zhong Ling accidentally looked up in the simple grass house he had built, but saw a sunken black hole burning with thunder appeared on the thundery sky.
The next moment, a blazing electric light fell to the ground like a meteor with the purple fire all over the sky, and the direction was exactly the direction of the lightning mink group that Zhong Ling had been concerned about.
The loud explosion was overflowing.
Purple Thunder Valley has been full of thunder for many years, and the space structure is unstable. Occasionally, it is normal for the current to focus on one or two space-time depressions, but it is rare to drop things from above, and the space barrier is actually very strong.
Zhong Ling quickly retreated out of curiosity. She was a mess of martial arts and swordsmanship, but she really did a lot of hard work in airway and escape. This was also the only thing that Baby Gan was willing to teach her patiently. Zhong Ling also learned more attentively and invested more energy.
Then, she saw a violent scene that was enough to be engraved on her heart forever. A young man in a black robe and purple flame rolled, holding an extremely bright sword in one hand, fell from the sky.
It is like a meteorite, with a terrible momentum directly hitting the settlement of the lightning mink with a falling frame.
Because he smashed the place where the lightning mink feeds the cubs, all the lightning mink was almost furious. Hundreds and thousands of purple lights and shadows rushed to the black purple shadow and stabbed away, but the next moment, the blood-red light had radiated everything around.
It was a pair of nightmare-like scarlet red eyes, the pale and almost transparent handsome cheeks were covered with a layer of extremely light purple, and a long ink-like hair seemed to fly fiercely like being blown by the wind.
Holding a bright sharp sword with one hand, a black silhouette, a red crescent moon, a strong cold front, and then, it is a wanton sword cutting like splashing ink and painting.
"The sword spirit is thirty thousand miles across a sword and a cold nineteen continents."
The strong sword spirit spans 30,000 miles away, and a cold sword can frighten several continents. Zhong Ling has always thought that this description of a powerful sword fairy is exaggerated. It is the sword cultivation that sticks gold on his face. Many practitioners in Zulongzhou are not good at swordsmanship, but Zulongzhou is one of the most powerful states in the advanced fairy plane.
But today, Zhong Ling himself was almost blown to the bottom of the cliff by the soaring sword hurricane.
The sword spirit of shooting on all sides was so horrible that it even caused a radical change in the celestial phenomena. With the ink-haired red pupil swordsman as the center, a huge hurricane vortex was formed, and suddenly competed with the purple thunder all over the sky.
A wisp of sword light soared across Zhong Ling's face, cutting off half of the mountain wall where she was hiding. The half of the mountain wall almost pressed Zhong Ling down. The surging whirlwind was like layers of substantial waves. I don't know how many things were blown. In the strong smell of blood that went straight into his mouth and nose, Zhong Ling only felt that he suddenly bumped into his arms. A warm thing, and then there is chaos...
"That's what happened, and then I saved you back. You were seriously injured, and there was a very strange evil spirit in your body, so I used the spirit snake array to relieve the injury for you, and thank you for helping me catch a lightning mink." As he spoke, Zhong Ling picked up the little mink in his arms and made a grimace at Zhu Peng and the little mink.
The light purple mink is sincerely holding Zhu Peng's teeth, but Zhong Ling smiled at the corners of his mouth. Even if he pretends to be a grimace, he looks strange and delicate in Zhu Peng's eyes.
"Such a person can't let go of what he says, otherwise he will regret it." Looking at the beauty in front of him, such an idea flashed in Zhu Peng's heart, but he tightened the sword held in his left hand.
The pine-patterned ancient sword, the top-level treasure that Qingcheng Jianzong has inherited for thousands of years, the portable sword of Yu Canghai, and the only coordinates for Zhu Peng's return to Xingjiangzhou.
If Yu Canghai is cruel enough to cut off his connection with the portable sword, Zhu Peng will have to be trapped to death Zu Longzhou. In a short time, he will not want to return to Xingjiangzhou, but Yu Canghai is not cruel enough. He or Qingcheng Jianzong is not willing to give up a top-level treasure, not to mention that the "pine pattern" has been passed down in Qingcheng for thousands of years. It is worn by the head of the family, which can almost be said to be the second token, which is of great significance.
Yu Canghai's prestige has just fallen because of his defeat in North Huashan. If he loses the pine-patterned ancient sword again, I'm afraid that Qingcheng Jianzong will have to ask the elders of the sect to judge him.
Therefore, the pine-patterned ancient sword in Zhu Peng's hand faintly glowed from time to time, but it was suppressed by Zhu Peng with all his strength. When he waited for the purple thunder valley to burst out the space-time wormhole again, he could use this sword as a coordinates to cross the void and return to the earth. This is the most straightforward and time-saving way.
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