Bai Fengjiu just looked at it and turned around and left. These peerless treasures are not contaminated by ordinary monks. They are filled with aura dozens of times more dangerous than ambergris.

Turning around and walking outside the Jade Mountain, he had already got what he wanted and was not greedy and demanding more.

His body was like lightning, like an illusion, rushing down to the Jade Mountain. Bai Fengjiu felt murderous intent all around him, and figures interspersed on the Jade Mountain from time to time. Killing was taking place. In order to compete for more resources and precious medicines, a cruel battle started.

From time to time, he saw a casual cultivator besieged by people from three immortal sects, but his head was removed after a moment and he lay in a pool of blood.

There were also children from the Demon Sect who attacked the disciples of the Immortal Taoism. The two sides fought brilliantly and extremely tragic. At this time, Yushan was a ghost creature.

Just as Bai Fengjiu was observing the surroundings and moving forward rapidly, three figures stopped him silently. They were actually three long-body elites. They held scimitars in their hands, brought up gray and black energy, and rushed towards Bai Fengjiu.

The sword technique is strange, with sword shadows all over the sky, but Bai Fengjiu didn't care at all, and she was sneering on her face. The Yuan patterned magic sword in her hand exploded, and countless sword auras were swept out, and the sword light under her divine eyes was full of flaws.

The eight-colored sword aura left the body and blasted into the flaw. A muffled sound kept exploding. In the end, the three remaining bodies were all broken and fell into a pool of blood. The three long-body elites looked at Bai Fengjiu in disbelief. They didn't dare to imagine that they died without blocking a single move.

Clang

As the long sword was sheathed, a faint cold light appeared in Bai Fengjiu's eyes: "The long-body man has also appeared, but the blood curse of these long-body man seems to be still gathering towards me and me. Maybe my soul has a chance to go to a higher level."

Thinking of this, Bai Fengjiu was undoubtedly moved. If this were the case, he might have built an invincible foundation and surpassed all geniuses.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Bai Fengjiu jumped, turned into a phantom and began to flash on the Jade Mountain, searching for the figure of the long-bodied man, bloody storm and killing.

"Ahhhhh"

"Devil, the Ancestral God will not let you go."

Puff puff puff

The heads of humans soared into the sky, and the elite of the Changyi people quickly died in his hands. Bai Fengjiu could clearly feel that the curse from the Changyi people was growing rapidly.

On the Jade Mountain, countless people saw an unpredictable figure wandering around with amazing express delivery, looking for the elites of the long-lasting humans. Their quick and powerful attacks made them frightened.

If you take a sword, you will never be able to survive. This kind of swordsmanship is simply shocking.

Bai Fengjiu found a trace of the mystery of the transformation of the soul in the killing. He found that he could extend his soul mind into the sword aura, and then his sword technique would be filled with an invincible will, the glory of humanity, and the invincible spirit of everyone like a dragon. Anyone with insufficient spiritual cultivation will be instantly shocked by him and then slashed under the sword.

At this moment, he suddenly realized and thought of the battle between the little demon prince and Chang Sue, the reincarnation of the celestial being. Although it was only a moment, the winner had already been decided. At that time, he did not understand why Chang Sue's sword was so powerful. The little demon prince's strength was absolutely not weak, but he could not stop the opponent's sword. He used magic to avoid the threat of death. But now he understood that it was the difference in spiritual levels.

Chang Su'e's spirit is like the moon in the moon, cold and solemn, condensed into an extreme artistic conception, as if the legendary sword intent gave her sword skills to her soul. This kind of sword technique that incorporates thoughts is very terrible. Once her spiritual cultivation is insufficient, she will be killed immediately and die in her spirit.

At this time, Bai Fengjiu condensed his soul and realized that everyone is like a dragon, the eternal spirit of humanity, and the extended sword intent is also terrifying, and there is no enemy under his command.

Kill one person at a time, and do not leave a thousand miles away.

But in half an hour, Bai Fengjiu had killed countless long-body people.

"So far, I have killed enough ninety-eight long-body men, and there is one that can condense a complete blood curse."

Just as he was looking for the last person to grow, Yushan suddenly shone brightly, and then Bai Fengjiu felt an invisible force blessing him, instantly causing him to lose control of his body. When he came to his senses, he had already arrived at the foot of Yushan.

The time for Yushan to open today was up, and he was swept out of Yushan, but at this time a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and Bai Fengjiu didn't look back and just slashed his back with a sword.

boom

With all his strength, he instantly defeated the attack from behind. At this time, Bai Fengjiu saw a shocking scene. There was chaos under the Jade Mountain, and the battle was continuous. Thousands of people were fighting together and fighting.

The eyes were full of question marks: "What's going on? Why did the fight start? Aren't they very restrained?"

At this time, he found that the attack he had just attacked him was just a broken sword, which seemed to be shattered by powerful force and shot towards him with huge force.

"Where is the true dragon's energy? rush over quickly."

"Where are you, let me go."

Hearing the four big words "True Dragon Vitality" in the chaos, he immediately attracted Bai Fengjiu's attention. He looked at the place where the sound came. A group of people fought in the distance, which was Chang Sue, the little demon prince, Mo Qiankun of the Yin-Yang Shenzong, the Seventeenth Prince of the Sword Sect, the Seventeenth Prince of the Great Kun Dynasty, Tuopojun, Kong Haoran, Yelu Hongji and the eight eldest sons under his command.

Young masters from major forces were fighting each other, constantly fighting for a casual cultivator in the middle of the crowd. At this time, the casual cultivator was shocked and held a red light belt tightly in his hand.

This light belt is magical and unpredictable. It turns into a dragon shape from time to time, flashing with amazing fluctuations of vitality. Bai Fengjiu even felt the blood of the Yuanlong in her body boiling and burning, full of desire for the red and golden light belt.

Bai Fengjiu narrowed her eyes: "I have condensed my soul now, and my combat power is not inferior to these people, but now it seems that my spiritual will can only be comparable to those of the Little Demon Prince."

Condensing his soul, Bai Fengjiu has a certain ability to sense others' spirits, especially now that the war is endless, every master has not hidden his own spiritual fluctuations, which makes him clearly feel the spiritual gap.

In his eyes, the little demon prince, Jian Qisha, the seventeenth prince Huang Wuji, Yelu Hongji, the eight princes, and the casual cultivator Dong Jinzi, their spirits were as bright as stars, and they did not give in at all. The three peerless geniuses of Chang Su'e were even more extraordinary. Their spiritual thoughts manifested countless strange phenomena and enveloped themselves, like the sun among the stars.

Chang Su'e stood in the intent of Taiyin sword, and the divine sword soared into the sky, and it carved the Taiyin magic picture, killing the Spring and Autumn Period and traversing the universe.

Kong Haoran's thoughts are the sun, moon, and galaxies. Haoran's heaven and earth are simply the right way of heaven, overwhelming evil and heretics.

Tuopojun's Vajra's eyes were enraged, and the fire of anger burned all worlds, making it so powerful.

Yelu Hongji is also not bad. A giant purple gold god surrounded her body, and every move has great power.

The battle circle was divided into three piles, and the second-level masters such as the Little Demon Prince were besieging the three geniuses. Yelu Hongji and his eight princes also joined in, besieging the three geniuses. The pattern of two weak fighting and one strong fighting has put the battle into a deadlock.

Outside the core battle circle, there was a chaotic battle. Some were taking advantage of the situation to rob those cultivators who had gained money, while others tried to attack the battle circle, break into the inside, and seize the vitality of the true dragon. In the chaotic scene, Bai Fengjiu quickly determined his goal.

"I won't be busy fighting for the true dragon energy first, kill the last long-body person, condense the blood curse in one fell swoop, and let the spirit transform again. The spiritual will of Yelu Hongji and others are obviously higher than me, and there is a way ahead, and it just happened to succeed with the power of the curse."

Bai Fengjiu made up his mind and immediately chose his own goal. One of the eight prince masters under Yelu Hongji, a long-bodied man with golden scales on his arms.

The breath was restrained and slowly approached the long-body man like a ghost. The vitality gathered on the Yuanpai Divine Sword, evolved into the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Sword, devouring all the vitality without any fluctuations.
Chapter completed!