Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 508
There was a whisper in the small depression, and the monks who were about to go to the Great Mirage in the Yinyue Blood Realm were looking for their companions.

Standing up in red, green and green, she stood up and wiped her mouth with oily hands: "Liu Xiao'er, don't you want to find someone to accompany you? I have made an agreement with your miscellaneous hair master. I only promise to take care of you after entering the mirage. As for how to get there, you'll have to figure it out yourself."

Liu Qinghuan patted the dust on his clothes, glanced around among those people, and said, "This junior thinks that in a completely unfamiliar environment, it's easier to hide by walking alone."

Obviously, there were also a few people who thought the same as him, and stood outside with their hands folded, looking coldly at those who were eager to chat with each other.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and two Nascent Soul monks and a Zen master of Prajna Realm led the way out of the depression and joined the next group of monks who were about to enter the space passage.

Liu Qinghuan silently checked the things on her body. The magical artifacts, healing medicines, and specially prepared clothes were all placed in front of Najie.

Before entering the journey to another world, he looked back one last time.

Yun Mengze, I hope to meet again one day.

The experience of passing through the cross-boundary space channel is like sitting on a cross-continent teleportation circle a hundred times, the body rotates uncontrollably, and colorful lights squeeze from all directions, as if vowing to crush him.

The next moment, he staggered a little, his feet sank, and he stood up straight again.

The first thing that catches the eye is two moons in the sky, a new moon and a full moon, each hanging on both sides of the sky, spilling the bright and bright moonlight on the earth, illuminating a gloomy and strange mountain range below.

The wind howled, and at the same time sent a strong smell of blood, as well as fierce shouts and sounds of magic weapons breaking through the air.

They were on a high mountain, and the entire top of the mountain had clearly been struck by lightning in a large area, scorched everywhere, and almost flattened.Another puddle of blood stained the ground black, and some fragments of scorched limbs could still be vaguely seen.

A palace with a golden protective cover is located in the center of the mountain, and monks from Yunmengze come in and out from time to time.The gravity circle seemed to have been set up immediately, but it couldn't stop the high-ranking monks from another world.

Battlegroups that are fighting fiercely are unfolding in the air, and the dazzling spell light is still dazzling under the dark moonlight.However, Liu Qinghuan noticed that there were still some people running around the top of the mountain, carefully avoiding the attacks that leaked from the sky, and quickly buried something in their hands into the ground.

The group of monks who entered in front of them had already rushed to the platform in front of the palace, where a few high-ranking monks were busy assigning tasks and sending people to various places down the mountain.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help feeling a little relieved. It seemed that the Immortal Cultivation Alliance took full advantage of the opportunity created by Taizun Dayan, quickly put down the Linglong Treasure Pavilion, set up defenses, and strived to gain a firm foothold in the Yinyue Blood Realm.

Pushed from behind, Liu Qinghuan quickly moved to the side to make room for the monk who was teleported from behind.

"Come here all!"

Liu Qinghuan turned her head and saw that people from their group were gathering in a nearby open space, so she followed them.

Ku Hai and the other Nascent Soul cultivator had disappeared, only the Nascent Soul cultivator named Cuixu who had taught before remained, and when he saw everyone, he quickly said: "Remember, our mission is top secret. Except for these people present, do not reveal any information about the mission to others! In addition, we don't know where we are in the Yinyue Blood Realm, but I believe that you are all elite monks selected by the alliance. Cause any obstacles!"

There was a trace of uneasiness on someone's face. The environment was obviously different from Yunmengze's, and the lingering bloody smell made people's heartstrings tense.However, most of them were like Liu Qinghuan, their expressions were so calm that they were almost indifferent.

True Monarch Cuixu said sternly and resolutely: "The mirage regrets the cliff, remember this place. Our three Nascent Souls will wait for you there for three years after we arrive. If you haven't arrived in three years, please find it yourself. The way to enter the sea, now, get out of here immediately!"

The others scattered like birds and beasts, Liu Qinghuan took a look at it, and then chose a direction to run down the mountain.

The shape of the mountain they invaded was quite strange, it looked like a finger pointing directly at the sky, towering and straight.Below the peak is like a clenched fist, covered by dense jungle.

Cuiwei sword flashed by his side, and instantly turned into a big sword and slashed away, forcing a golden core cultivator from another world who was rushing towards him to retreat.

The man's tangled hair danced with the wind, and a few strands were cut off before he could avoid it, so he couldn't help but retreated hastily.At this time, seeing that the sneak attack was not possible, he smiled evilly, and no longer hid his figure. With his hands rounded, a disc-shaped magic weapon full of serrations flew towards it with a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and pulled out a long The trajectory composed of black air.

Liu Qinghuan maintained his falling posture, and the sword formula in his hand changed, but seeing that the wide Jingwei sword suddenly restrained all the wispy blue-purple light, and even all the sword energy, but there was a greater momentum condensed in a peaceful With that, he slashed at the magic disc instrument!

The Huizi Jue of the Eight-Character Sword Art, the sword moves peacefully and returns to the basics, without a trace of fancy, but leaves the opponent nowhere to hide.

After hearing the extremely loud clashing sound, the surrounding air trembled violently, and the rapidly rotating disk instrument was forcibly held down, shattered and exploded in the magnificent sword force of Huizijue.

The disheveled-haired monk let out an angry roar, and his whole body was like an arrow flying from the string. In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Liu Qinghuan, smashed out his palms, and brought out a mighty tiger roar, rushing forward to fight him hand-to-hand!
Liu Qinghuan stepped a little, under the opponent's thick arms that were completely disproportionate to his body, and swayed away like catkins under no force.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another cultivator from another world approaching in the distance. Liu Qinghuan's face flashed sternly, and the Jingwei sword, which had recovered into a slender sword body, escaped from the air, so fast that only a stream of light could be seen, slashing fiercely. on each other's arms.

But when he heard the sound of "dang", the arm was chopped up like a metal stone, only cut two or three points in, and it was difficult to get any closer.

Liu Qinghuan was horrified, this person's body was actually harder than a magic weapon? !
Seeing this situation, the monk with messy hair couldn't help laughing proudly, and with a big palm, he grabbed Jingwei sword, which was tightly clamped by his muscles.

How could Liu Qinghuan let him succeed, Jingwei sword shook his head and tail under his palm, and the slender sword shrunk into a crystal-clear dagger as thin as a cicada's wing in an instant, with slight ripples rippling away when he clasped his palms together. into the void.

The disheveled-haired monk yelled in surprise, but felt a chill in the back of his head, and slammed forward in shock, narrowly dodging the blue-purple sword light that was about to escape again.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to help?" said the monk from another world who rushed over, grabbed the air with his hand, and a mass of silvery white water appeared in his hand, as if he had caught a handful of moonlight.

Liu Qinghuan retreated defensively, and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue.

"Go away!" The disheveled-haired monk seemed to feel that he had lost face, and his face was not very good-looking, and he roared angrily: "This man is mine, and everything on him is mine, even if you help me, I won't divide you." A star and a half!"

These words made the monk who was about to step forward turn cold-faced, and he said, "I don't know what is good and what is bad, I'm afraid you will be killed if you are killed!"

Turn around and leave.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at the dark forest below him.If you continue to entangle here, there is no guarantee that no one from another world will come.

The disheveled-haired monk sneered at the man's back, and slammed a palm on the chest. Black ink-like devilish energy gushed out of his body instantly. A punch pierced Liu Qinghuan.

The offensives of the two sides changed immediately, Liu Qinghuan would not use her body to head-on with his mighty fists and feet, and in the bursting wind, her body fell down like fallen leaves, and at the same time, Jingwei sword slashed out again and again, blocking the waves The incoming offensive.

The two of you come and go, and they have played against each other for several rounds in a short while.Liu Qinghuan fell faster, and after a while, they fell into the jungle below one after the other.

The jungle had also been blasted into chaos by the thunder before. The scorched trees were half-tilted and fell together, and some places were still smoking.The ground was covered with a thick layer of ash, which rolled everywhere with the slightest wind.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out a spiritual power cover that was attached to her body to isolate the ashes.The offensive behind him was still continuous, but he didn't bother to entangle with it any longer. His powerful spiritual consciousness condensed into an invisible whip, and he threw it out without reservation, with such force that the void seemed to explode with a bang!
The disheveled-haired monk suddenly let out a scream, and his body rolled uncontrollably into the tangled vines.

Liu Qinghuan raised the sword in his hand and dropped it, the scream turned into the last gasp before death, and then returned to silence.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out her hand and used her spiritual power to capture the other party's storage bag, and then touched a black leaf from his chest.

"This is...?" He picked up the leaf and looked at it, only to see that both sides were covered with needlepoint-sized Yinyue Wen, but it was a kind of body training method.

Liu Qinghuan quickly scanned a section, this is probably the kung fu practiced by that person, it seems to absorb the power of the moonlight to refine the body.

But this time was not the time to take a closer look, he threw the leaf into the ring, leaned back, and sank into a big tree.

Recalling the terrain recorded from the sky before, Liu Qinghuan pinpointed the south, called out the first day of the junior high school to enter the black and white horizon, and quickly escaped to the outside of the mountain.

Soon, he arrived at the foot of the mountain, and in front of him was the battlefield where low-level monks fought.

Yunmengze's side entered the Yinyue Blood Realm immediately after Taizun Dayan's ascension, so they were able to occupy the mountain so smoothly, and at the same time pushed the battle line to ten miles below the mountain.

There is a big river there, the river is only tens of feet wide, but it is extremely fast, and the sound of galloping is like a thousand troops marching.

The two worlds fought fiercely over this river.

Compared with the large number of Yinyue Blood Realm side, monk Yunmengze is obviously better at cooperating in combat.Each small team or a few people, or a dozen people, attack and defend each other, and form a large team. The large team is divided into several directions. In front of each team, there is a monk who is like a murderous god. Under the command of the sound transmission Fajing, he rushed to the left or to the right, fighting in and out with the monks from other worlds on the river.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help standing still and watching for a while. He knew that Yan Jing's command in the subtleties of the battlefield was excellent in addition to the overall situation, but this was the first time he was outside the situation and watched from a distance.

At the same time, he was also looking for a gap, thinking about how to cross this fierce battlefield.

The sky is the battlefield of high-ranking monks, even under the surface of the water there is an undercurrent surging, the gaze shifts to the right, there is a majestic waterfall hanging there, the abundant water vapor rises halfway up the mountain, but there are not many people nearby.

Liu Qinghuan patted Chuyi's head, pointed to that place and said, "Chuyi, let's go there."

"Water!" A murmur of dissatisfaction came from the first day of junior high school in his mind, the little guy didn't like to have his wings wet by water.

Although she was reluctant, she turned around obediently, and after a few vertical leaps, she was near the waterfall.

One person and one beast cling to the waterfall, quickly walking through the mist, and avoiding the occasional monks from other worlds who fly by.

Fortunately, the river was not wide, and it didn't take long for them to sneak across the river.

There are also traces of the mountains and forests here being affected by the robbery, but they are not nearly completely destroyed like on the other side. There are more monks from other worlds coming and going, and it is becoming more and more difficult to pass through.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, and let Chu Yi fly a little higher.

In the black and white field of vision, everything with spiritual energy shines brightly, and the brighter the light, the greater the cultivation base.

And on a mountain to the east of where he is currently, there are several sun-like lights gathered together, and that place is also the place with the most people, much brighter than other places.

That should be the camp of the monks from the other world.Liu Qinghuan thought about it, and scanned her surroundings.

After engraving the approximate route in his mind, he asked Chuyi to find a corner of the mountain and rocks, but after a while, he had changed into a distinctive style of Yinyue blood circle clothing. He was half a head taller and his skin color was darker and thicker than before. The cheekbones on the face are even higher, and the face is strange.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he returned to the spirit animal bag, and his figure flickered, and he escaped into a small tree half a person's height beside him.

The two outsider monks with swords turned around the rock and looked around vigilantly.

"I said no." One of them said, his voice was low and vague as usual in the language of the Yinyue Blood Realm: "You are too nervous, those people are blocked by us at Fingerbone Peak, and it is impossible to cross the battlefield to get here. Let's go, I heard that the higher-ups are angry, and they haven't beaten those outsiders back for so long, they are very annoyed!"

The other person slashed at the small tree with a sword!Finding nothing unusual, he snorted, and grunted: "Didn't you see that the blood over there has stained the river red? Why don't they go by themselves if they want to die? Let's go, let's find a place to cat, fuck it !"

The two turned and walked away cursing, but Liu Qinghuan fled away as early as the person appeared.

He locked all the aura around him in his body, completely integrated himself with the wood aura, and looked for a space to escape to the west where the least people were.

The night in the Yin-Yue-Blood Realm is extremely long, three times longer than the day.There are three moons in this world, but only two appeared tonight, because one of them was a crescent, so the moonlight was only slightly brighter, and the mountains below were still shrouded in darkness.

The further outside, the quieter and denser the jungle in the mountains, and it is almost impossible to walk in places that have not been struck by lightning.

Tall trees prop up a vast space, but are filled with vines all over the sky. They stretch out wantonly, twisting around trees, grass and other places that can be entwined. The wide leaves even isolate the moonlight, forming a huge The dark web of the forest, all those who enter the forest seem to be swallowed by it.

However, this did not hinder Liu Qinghuan, on the contrary, it made his progress smoother. By the time the east was turned white, he had already left the battlefield of the two realms.

(End of this chapter)