Chapter 283 Xuantian Sect

Gongsun Ying is ready to sacrifice. What she has to do now is to spread the news and lead the danger away.

She gradually deviated and went in the opposite direction.

Fortunately, the figure behind has been following, and the news will definitely not spread. She held the small flying sword in the hand tightly, and the guy who followed her made her forehead sweat coldly. She secretly warned herself not to carry out a sword biography.

She quietly accelerated, bringing herself to the highest speed.

Suddenly, she stopped.

It's far enough for her to face danger alone, and with this opportunity, it's better to send out the sword in her hand.

"Little girl, why don't you run away?" The voice behind him was very calm and said in an old-fashioned tone.

Gongsun Ying gasped. For her, she had not had such a high-intensity battle for a long time.

Her tender chest is very ups and down, and her face is pale. The two legs trembled fiercely, and only the right hand was held very tightly. The curved bow in the left hand is also dim.

Slowly turn around.

Finally saw the enemy's face clearly.

Slip figure, big red clothes, beautiful long hair, and a pair of very narrow eyes. The whole face is also extremely white and very delicate. But what doesn't match its mouth is that it has a big beard.

Judging from the voice and the beard just now, Gongsun Ying judged that he was a very feminine-like guy.

Is this a demon?

She shot many demons, but she has never looked at a demon so carefully.

"Say your hiding place, and I can forgive your life." The demonic man said in a very feminine voice, with a silky expression that made countless women lament.

Gongsun Ying couldn't help shivering when she saw the other party's look, but she had made up her mind and would never give in.

Seeing Gongsun Ying's ignored expression, the man smiled. Little girl, you killed many of us along the way. Today, you are not lucky. I have arranged a trap here.

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently moved the void beside him.

"Zhang!"

A crisp sound was emitted in an instant, and the string sound was like an introduction. Then, countless identical strings resounded in an instant.

" Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

When each string is sounded, you can see a slender color line in the air, which is dense and stacked layer by layer. Gongsun Ying was completely surrounded, surrounded by thin lines.

Dangerous.

She finally knew what the danger suddenly rippled in her heart just now. She didn't know when the other party arranged the net, but she knew that these slender thin lines were fatal.

This is a formation, a formation that she has never seen before.

The message can't be sent.

She secretly congratulated herself that if the Flying Sword Biography had been issued just now, then the Flying Sword Biography must have been caught by the other party and must have known the location of her group.

"Little girl, are you glad that you didn't send out the flying sword in your hand?" This demonic man seems to have more demonic abilities and prophetic abilities.

Hearing what the other party said, Gongsun Ying's heart suddenly stirred up.

Seeing the change of Gongsun Ying's face, the man was very satisfied. He said slowly, "I don't know if you have heard of a spell that can enchant your soul," he smiled and then said, "This spell can completely dig out the secrets of the enemy, because it can keep your soul restrained. Get up and torture the soul, and there is always such an unstable existence in everyone's soul, without exception!"

His voice was very cold, and these words seemed to have great magic, and Gongsun Ying couldn't help but be in a trance.

"Unfortunately, I know this kind of spell." The man shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "So, lest I do it, and lest you suffer, let's talk about your hiding place!"

The man's words worried Gongsun Ying. She was not afraid of death, but she knew that monks would have demons. She doesn't know what her heart demon is, but she can't guarantee that her soul will be firm and can withstand the torture of this guy.

Just when Gongsun Ying was difficult to choose, a small black dot appeared in the sky.

The black spot is slowly getting bigger.

The man and Gongsun Ying raised their heads together, and a small boat was slowly sailing above their heads, black.

The people in the Xingluo Shenzhou sat neatly, and they were practicing desperately. In today's troubled times, only strong combat effectiveness is the guarantee of life.

"Brother, what do you see below?" Mingxuan looked at the thin lines below.

"The rune array?" Wu Weiyi took a glance and came to a conclusion.

"The trapped little girl..." Mingxuan suddenly became a little puzzled.

"No, this is not a charm array. I smelled a faint magic spirit. This is a magic pattern." Wu Weiyi has been on the border for more than ten years and has long had a special feeling for magic, although the thin line in front of him is indeed like a rune array.

The black boat stopped, the man frowned, and he felt a danger coming.

What a trouble!

Before the boat had any action, he raised his hands slightly and shot a light on each of his ten fingers, condensing into a stream, stabbing Xingluo Shenzhou.

Master! Definitely a master!

Wu's only eyes suddenly contracted, and two needle-like brilliance burst out of his eyes. He could feel that the demon below was very dangerous.

Xingluo Shenzhou, even if there are very few activated parts today, it does not affect its essence as a fairy weapon.

"Afraid~"

The invincible attack hit the Xingluo Shenzhou and scattered like fireworks, blowing into countless sparks in the air.

The demon was shocked. How could this ship be so strong? He knew how destructive his move was just now. But this seemingly gray, shabby, flying speed like a snail completely blocked his attack.

Constered!

Just as he was shocked and doubted by the result of the extremely confident blow in front of him, a strong man jumped down from the gray boat.

The man hasn't arrived yet, and the sword has come!

The magnificent sword spirit soared all the way, and the strange thing is that the sword spirit is getting thinner and thinner, but the sense of danger is getting stronger and stronger.

The sword move is very simple, and there are no other changes.

The sword move is very direct, pointing straight to his heart.

"Good!"

When the demon saw such an attack, he immediately became excited. Such a simple and direct move made him tremble. He was so excited!

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Xuantianzong, super sect, the patron saint of Dingzhou.

It was this patron saint who did not have tens of millions of lines, causing tens of thousands of demons to slaughter all the way and enter the boundary of Bianzhou.

Wu Weiyi can't figure it out, and he doesn't need to figure it out.

At this moment, in the 3,000 peaks occupied by Xuantianzong, a ragged teenager is walking slowly. The strangest thing is that the teenager has a strange pattern on his forehead, and the bright red pattern builds a thunder pattern in the city. In the thunder pattern, there is a faint power of thunder and lightning, as if there is a cloud swallowing beast in the small mark.

This makes him look very powerful, but this is not the strangest part of him. The strangest thing is that he carries a strangely shaped sword on his back. The sword has no scabbard. On the blade of **, small lightning runes are arranged in a strange way.

The disciples of Xuantianzong all know him, or all know this sword.

Leisha Sword, one of the top ten famous swords of Xuantian Sect.

He carried the sword all the way forward, and all the disciples he met on the road nodded and smiled at him.

But he was not moved by it. He stepped forward, and each step had the same rhythm and the same distance.

No rush!

Even if it is the leader who summons him now, he still maintains this rhythm.

He just kept walking towards the Xuansha Hall, this place with a thunderbolt sword.

As he walked to the door, his footsteps did not stop, but he opened the door and slowly walked in.

The head is an old man with white hair, but his face is very ruddy, like a baby. When he saw the teenager come in, he did not blame him for his late arrival, and there was not even a trace of unhappiness on his face.

Weinan, one of the core disciples of Xuantian Sect.

The magic formula of cultivation is not the most powerful Xuantian sword formula of Xuantianzong, but the Tiansha sword formula that best suits him. The biggest feature of this sword formula is that it can attract nine heavenly thunder, and the thunderbra sword is the introduction.

The biggest weakness of practicing thunder and evil skills is yourself, and the most dangerous thing is the heart demon.

Therefore, we must strengthen our hearts and not be impatient and slow.

Only a peaceful state of mind can not be affected by the thunderstorm above the nine days. It takes amazing perseverance to do this.

But Weinan succeeded, and he stood out among the thousands of disciples who practiced the magic of Tiansha sword.

is not his natural constitution or his outstanding talent.

But he has a firm heart.

Cultivation of immortals asked, relying not on detached talent, but on a firm heart.

This is also a young man who is not a genius and can enter the core disciples of Xuantian Sect.

Weinan stepped in and saw the head and master sitting in the Xuansha Hall.

"Weinan has met the master."

He still looked calmly at the two old men in the store. He was like a master of Taoism and a Taoist monk who understood the Buddhist scriptures. That heart seemed to have reached the realm of ancient wells.

The leader is very satisfied and gratified that the next generation of Xuantianzong can grow up like this, which makes him full of hope for the future of Xuantianzong.

There is a successor!

Another dark-haired old man twisted his beard and smiled. He waved his hand gently and said to Wei Nan, "There are two reasons for calling you this time." At this point, he paused slightly, and then the expression on his face became serious. "First, it is like the world's fortune changing, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming; second, you It has been closed for a long time, and it is difficult to make progress in cultivation. You should know that the practice is not only enlightenment, but also needs to come. Only when you have experienced and faced it can you truly understand it. Fighting is the best way to sharpen.

"I will follow the teachings of the master." Wei Nan still replied faintly. If he didn't understand the particularity of his apprentice's practice, he would have thought it was perfunctory.

"Let the head brother choose a good place for you, fight and practice!"

Weinan didn't have any emotions in his heart, and he was even a little excited.

The purpose of learning is all about application. After practicing for so long, I finally have to practice.

I don't know how many people will be killed?

A faint murderous atmosphere came out of him!