Chapter 184 Tianhe Inkstone

The black light came in the blink of an eye, near the temple.

Ling Shengdong did not move, and a white light suddenly bloomed in his temple, and the sword spirit came out, destroying the black light and getting out of danger.

"Sword God Ling Sheng?"

A man fell from the rock wall, but he was an acquaintance.

This man is a young man, dressed in blue, and has captured Ling Sheng.

The young man in blue smiled and said, "Hey, it was a little strange when I captured you that day. How could anyone be captured for no reason? Sure enough, as soon as I sent you to purgatory prison, something happened to the Purgatory Mountain. It's a pity that I couldn't cut off your head and exchange it for immortality when you were hammered into your body by the soul-locked wooden nail.

Ling Sheng only glanced at him and looked around casually, but found that the only young man in blue came, and there was no companion.

The young man in blue smiled and said, "Do you know that when I saw your portrait, I and my brother were very regretful. I never thought that the piece of wood captured that day was actually your Ling Sheng, a living treasure, enough to exchange for immortality and worship the treasure under the fairy gate."

Ling Sheng said calmly, "As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Has there ever been a good thing that can only be beneficial? Even if the pie falls from the sky, it must be thorny. If you want to exchange me for the fairy method and worship the earth fairy gate, have you ever thought that you will die in my hands?

The pupils of the young man in blue shrank and said, "How can you hurt me? How to kill me?"

Ling Sheng said, "How can you escape from my life?"

"It is said that Ling Sheng, a royal disciple, got the name of Sword God, which is really a great anecdote. In my soul refining sect, there are many unconvinced people, even unfortunately, I am one of them. The young man in blue looked at him deeply and praised him in words: "However, when I saw it today, I knew that you were not powerful, but your mouth was extremely powerful."

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows. Although this man's words were disdainful, he was extremely vigilant. To say, the name of the sword god came from the mouth of the soul refining sect, and no one dared to despise him in the evil sect.

It's ridiculous that all the disciples of the evil sect are extremely wary of Ling Sheng. On the contrary, they are very disdainful of Middle-earth monks and scoff at the name of the sword god.

"If you don't accept it, then come up."

Ling Sheng's fingertips burst into white light, and his sword spirit went straight to the man's head.

The young man in blue had been on guard for a long time. When Ling Sheng spoke, he hit many treasures in front of him. With a move in his hand, the sword spirit was approaching, and he was very happy. If he waited for Ling Sheng to take action to prepare, he was afraid that he would have been pierced by the sword and had no time to avoid it.

The sword spirit broke several treasures and gradually weakened. When finally shot down all the treasures, there was only the thickness of chopsticks.

The young man in blue took the opportunity to dodge.

The sword spirit pierced the rock wall behind it, revealing holes and bottomless.

The young man in blue breathed a sigh of relief and had a lingering heart. At the corners of his eyes, he saw Ling Sheng raising his hand. He was stunned. He jumped up several feet high against the rock wall and took out an inkstone.

This inkstone is a personal thing of an immortal ancestor. Later, it was given to the master of the young man in blue. Not long ago, the young master in blue fell, and the relics were taken by the young man in blue. Although this thing is not a fairy treasure, it is also a personal thing of the immortal ancestor. It is nourished by magic power every day. Year after year, it has long been better than many mysterious treasures.

The young man in blue blocked the inkstone in front of him and immediately resisted the sword spirit.

Ling Sheng frowned. In recent days, the Taoism has increased, nine acupuncture points have been broken, and there have been signs of breaking through Yunang, but it has been suppressed by an inexplicable force in his body. However, although there is no breakthrough in the realm, the sword spirit is better every day, which is extremely fierce.

Why is it blocked by a inkstone today?

Looking at the inkstone, there is a faint extraordinary atmosphere. Although it is not the most precious treasure of immortals, it is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons. I am relieved in my heart. Then, my fingers stand side by side, and there is a little white light on each fingertip.

Since one sword spirit can't be broken, the two sword spirits will take action together.

The young man in blue quickly blocked the inkstone and barely blocked the sword spirit, but a crack appeared on the inkstone, which made him extremely distressed. He gritted his teeth and poured the true air into it, and then the inkstone fell down.

In the inkstone, ink is born out of thin air, and as soon as it is poured, it is poured out.

Half a palm-sized inkstone pours out countless ink, just like a river that appears out of thin air.

Ling Sheng jumped slightly and fell on top of a rock, with his back against the rock wall. He looked down and saw that the tip of his shoe was touched by ink, and there was one missing piece.

The ink below is like a turbulent river, and it actually has the ability to rot bone erosion.

Ling Sheng stood on the rock and looked at the young man in blue, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Seeing Ling Sheng raising his hand, he was about to emit a sword spirit, but he saw the young man in blue sneered.

Ling Sheng was alert.

Suddenly, a bulge appeared on the rock wall close behind it.

Ling Sheng was hit hard, flew out and fell into the ink.

Although the man can't fly in the clouds and fog, he has the ability to walk on the water. It can be seen that the young man in blue sneered repeatedly. Ling Sheng knew that the ink was still strange. He stepped on the sole of his shoes and jumped up with strength and jumped to another rock.

As soon as he touched it, Ling Sheng knew that his soles had melted, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

It was the young man in blue who released the inkstone, which instantly rose and smashed Ling Sheng down.

Ling Sheng fell into the ink and disappeared immediately.

The young man in blue breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly, "This ink is ecstasy. He must be dead."

Out of caution, the young man in blue had not recovered the ink. After more than half an hour, he put the inkstone back to make the ink flow back into the inkstone.

Once the ink is empty, everything is clear.

I saw Ling Sheng sitting on the ground without any ink.

The pupils of the young man in blue shrank and said in shock, "Gang Qi?"

Ling Sheng slowly got up and said, "It's just Qi."

The young man in blue shouted fiercely, "It's impossible. You are obviously just a person of imperial spirit. How can you have anger?"

Gangqi protects the body only for the people of Yung. As for the people with qi, it is only recorded in the classics.

The young man in blue was born in the soul refining sect, and his cultivation is also the peak of imperial spirit. The teacher is even more mysterious elders. The Taoist magic he learned is the level of immortals, and he failed to condense the spirit with the body of imperial spirit. How can this man protect his body with the spirit?

Ling Sheng took his breath and came to the young man in blue. He didn't wait for his reaction. He reached out and pressed his heart and said coldly, "You moved your hands and feet on the letter to hurt me. Have you read the letter before?"

The young man in blue sneered and said, "I did read it, but what?"

Ling Sheng shouted, "Try!"

The young man in blue turned his head and said no.

When Ling Sheng saw this, he wanted to ask the monkey to torture and force a confession.

The rock wall on the top of his head suddenly shook, and a rock arm more than ten feet in size poked out and slapped Ling Sheng fiercely.

There was a vibration.

Ling Sheng and the young man in blue were slapped by the rock arm together.