Embers of Sword

Chapter 213 Dragonborn Secret Treasure (6K)

The snow was flying heavily, and a figure in black came out of the snow cave with a sword in hand!
This is a sword mark left by Xie Xuanyi many years ago.

The tide of the great world has receded.

Coming again.

The mark of sword energy is still there, and it exudes terrifying killing power!
Hiss!
The sleeves of the Holy Son of Qiantian Palace were torn, and he subconsciously took a step back. The sword energy hit his body, making a crisp sound like a bell.

As the proud son of this generation of Qiantian Palace.

Although Yuwen Zhong did not take the path of body refining, his physical body has been cultivated to the golden body realm.

If it were a cultivator with a weaker physique, this sword energy would be enough to seriously injure him!
"on!"

Tai Shang Zhai Daozi also noticed the unusualness of this sword energy.

The sword energy is very sharp.

Just looking at it directly makes people feel dazzled!

Fang Hang took a step forward, swung his sleeves, and a square golden seal fell.

Xie Sheng no longer hesitated. A dragon roar sounded above his head, and he suppressed it with the cave heaven.

The three cave heavens are perfect, and they attack together!
The sound of thunder is booming!

This wisp of sword intent, like weeds, floated in the wind, and the remaining murderous intent of Xie Xuanyi burst out and killed the three young geniuses!
……

……

This scene.

Ao Ying, who was hiding several miles away, saw it clearly.

After killing several human cultivators, Ao Ying concealed his aura, put on a loose black robe, and disguised himself as an ordinary cultivator participating in the Northern Hunt.

Her breath disguise technique is extremely advanced.

When Xie Xuanyi passed by him before, he didn't notice him at first.

In addition, Ao Ying is extremely careful about his whereabouts.

She talked to no one and kept company with no one.

In the Northern Hunt, there are many "lone wolves" who travel alone and hunt and kill big monsters alone.

Such casual cultivators would not attract much attention.

Ao Ying devoured the corpses of more than ten wandering cultivators one after another, chewed their souls into pieces, and absorbed all of their vitality, barely recovering some of his cultivation.

then.

She noticed these three unusual young geniuses.

"This is the Taoist of Tai Shang Zhai, the Holy Son of Qian Tian Palace, and the Crown Prince of Jiang Ning..."

Ao Ying stood very far away, cautiously, extending a wisp of divine consciousness, spying on the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

She swallowed more than one soul.

Most of the information about Beihu has been collected.

She knew that these three people... were human geniuses who were just as dangerous as Xie Zhen!
"Why do I feel that these three people don't pose as much of a danger to me as Xie Zhen?"

Ao Ying frowned slightly. Although she believed in her intuition, she did not dare to take it lightly at this moment.

Met Xie Zhen before.

She also didn't think the boy was a dangerous person.

Until the other party draws his sword.

Then she realized something was wrong!
"The human race is indeed the biggest enemy of the demon nation... I'm afraid the attainments of these people in concealment techniques are not inferior to mine, and Xie Zhen is even better than them."

Ao Ying's spiritual consciousness only dared to stay outside the snow mountain.

Both Taishangzhai and Qiantian Palace were set up with formations.

If you examine carefully.

It will trigger the formation pattern and attract the attention of the three geniuses.

At this moment, she could only "vaguely" see that the three geniuses seemed to be fighting with something... and the fight was extremely fierce.

“There is a secret place hidden in this snowy mountain.”

Ao Ying took a deep breath and struggled deeply in his heart.

There was a tearing pain and a slight itching between her eyebrows. The phoenix eyes that had fallen into deathly silence issued a call at this moment... The mysterious voice guided her to this snowy mountain.

Even without phoenix eyes.

Ao Ying also felt the “extraordinariness” of this snow mountain.

The three human geniuses attacked the entrance to the secret realm, and the aura they exuded... caused her blood to resonate!
what does this mean?
There is a high probability that the Dragonborn's secret treasure is hidden in the snow-capped mountains.

Perhaps this is the secret realm left behind by a great dragon cultivator back then!
"How should I choose..."

Ao Ying stood in the wind and snow, looking embarrassed.

Now her strength has only recovered half, and she can barely exchange a few moves with the cultivators who have reached the perfection of the cave heaven.

Logically speaking.

She should find a secret place, hide, and imitate her previous "Soul Devouring" act... attracting human monks again and again until her strength is completely restored.

But Ao Ying always felt uneasy.

Tell yourself intuitively.

If I hide again, I will be found soon...

Or be discovered by a human genius like Xie Zhen.

Otherwise, you will be caught by Prince Jiu of Chiling City!
Either way, it would be a very bad situation for her.

When I was struggling.

The noise from the snow-capped mountains in the distance gradually subsided.

The snow went from fluttering wildly to becoming silent again.

"it's over?"

Ao Ying stared at the snow mountain cautiously. The secret realm array seemed to have been opened. The figures of the three geniuses looked a little embarrassed from afar.

The three of them looked at each other and gave some instructions to the disciples behind them.

The formation pattern near the snow mountain was "reinforced" again.

The last scene seen by Ao Ying’s divine consciousness.

They were three geniuses of the human race who stepped into the secret realm and disappeared.

She gritted her teeth.

The chaotic thoughts returned to calm at this moment.

"Let's fight... Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk!"

Ao Ying's expression turned cold and stern.

She waited for a moment, making sure that the snowy mountain had returned to calm, and then began to act.

Ao Ying pulled down the brim of her black robe to cover her cheeks, and flew down from the top of the snow-capped mountain at an incredible speed, like a flash of black lightning... The wind was howling, and the path she took was a straight line. After a few breaths, she arrived in front of the snow-capped mountain formation.

Tai Shang Zhai and Qian Tian Palace jointly set up a magic array to conceal the aura!

now.

Ao Ying stood in front of the magic circle, stretched out his palm and pressed it on the array pattern.

"Buzz!"

The heaven and earth resonated, and a sharp and piercing sound burst out.

The Taoist disciple who was in charge of guarding this place was the first to notice something was wrong.

"Stop! This place is occupied by the Taoist sect and Qiantian Palace!"

A monk in Taoist robes and a monk from Qiantian Palace flew over at the same time.

Taishangzhai and Qiantian Palace joined forces to seal off the snow mountain.

Daozi and Shengzi went to the secret realm to explore the secret treasure. Such important information naturally could not be leaked easily... So they were ordered to stay here and guard the snow mountain.

But no one expected it.

Daozi had been gone for only half a minute when an intruder appeared!
this moment.

No one has yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

In their view.

The one who stepped into the formation at this moment was just a wandering cultivator from the mountains who stumbled upon it by accident.

"..."

Ao Ying raised his hand expressionlessly.

Step out.

She crashed directly into the Taoist formation, aimed at the Taoist disciple who was flying towards her, pressed down with a slap, and gently exerted force with her five fingers.

Poof!
Blood splattered.

The Taoist disciple's head was crushed like a watermelon.

The strong wind blew, the black robe fluttered, and as the wind and snow dispersed, Ao Ying turned her head slightly and looked at the Qiantian Palace disciples who came from the other side. Her perfect face was revealed at this moment...

This scene is so impactful.

Splattering, hot blood.

Scattered, long black hair.

And that stunning face.

It is difficult for people to associate the word "devil" with the beautiful woman in front of them who looks a bit weak.

The disciple from Qiantian Palace was stunned for a moment.

It is this moment.

Ao Ying ended his second life effortlessly.

She took a step forward, wielding her sleeve like a sword. The edge of her black sleeve was as sharp as a knife, and she directly cut open the second head. The cut surface was as smooth as paper, and blood spurted out like a column.

"Enemy attack!"

"Array!!!"

this moment.

The other garrisons of the Taoist sect and Qiantian Palace realized the crisis!
The disciple who was closest to the scene and witnessed the tragedy let out a heart-wrenching howl of anger.

The great formation left by Daozi Fang Hang was completely activated under the stimulation of vital energy!
"Boom!"

Thunder roared in the sky above the snow-capped mountains. Talismans filled the air, hanging high in formations and turning into a pool of thunder.

A brilliant green bolt of lightning struck from nowhere.

Ao Ying took a deep breath. This dragon-born demon cultivator killed two people in a row. After breaking into the formation, she started running towards the snow mountain without any hesitation. She raised her hands, overlapped her palms, and blocked it directly above her head, just enough to withstand the burst of thunder... The Taoist formation technique is indeed the best in the world. Even without the leadership of the Taoist disciples, the thunder power stimulated by the formation of these Taoist disciples is still very huge.

A bolt of lightning struck, causing Ao Ying to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

The dragon girl yelled angrily.

She gathered all her energy, concentrated it on her toes, and stepped hard to break a piece of the ground. The next moment, her speed increased several times, and she was almost sticking to the ground and moving forward. She wanted to run directly to the secret realm of the snow mountain, but after being struck by the thunder magic, Ao Ying changed her strategy and meandered in the formation like a dragon and snake, changing direction dozens of times in an instant. It seemed that she wanted to kill these low-level garrisons in order to trick the thunder magic into landing!

This trick really works.

The Taoist disciple who controlled the thunder array was hanging high in the air, overlooking the snow-capped mountains.

His face was majestic without anger, and his pair of Dharma eyes were sparkling. At this moment, he was in charge of thunder magic, and his mind was locked on the flying black-robed woman.

The disciple clenched his fists, placing one fist on top of the other.

Every time it fell, a blue lightning would strike from the dome!
But at this moment...

Cold sweat oozed from the disciple's forehead.

This woman in black robe is so fast!

His divine sense could only catch a residual image for a moment.

There were several consecutive lightning strikes, but they just brushed past the black robe and missed.

It was not until the woman in black robe stopped turning and charged straight towards the entrance to the Snow Mountain Secret Realm... that he realized the woman's true intention. From the beginning to the end, this woman had never come here to plunder and kill the disciples of Taoism and Qiantian Palace!

"boom!"

The last green lightning was aimed at the mountain gate and smashed down heavily.

Ao Ying raised her head, her eyes showing a hint of determination. She raised her arms, and head-on blocked the thunder spell, and then crashed into the secret realm array!

……

……

"Senior Brother Qi!"

The thunder magic dissipated, and the chaos on the snowy mountains gradually subsided.

The figure hanging high in the sky slowly fell down.

Qi Yu, the second senior brother of Tai Shang Zhai, looked pale and stared at the mess on the ground with sorrowful eyes.

This attack came suddenly.

Taoism is a reclusive society.

Tai Shang Zhai was a pure and simple person and had never competed with anyone before.

There are many young monks who came to Beishou without having seen the cruel side of the cultivation world.

Everything is over at this moment.

Many Taoist disciples looked confused and pale as they looked at the corpse of their junior brother that was torn into pieces by the witch.

"I'm fine, are you guys okay?"

Qi Yu shook his head and looked at the other fellow disciples.

Fortunately.

This madman rushed around and attacked everywhere, but was finally restrained by the thunder method and did not cause much damage...

On the other side, the garrison members of Qiantian Palace also rushed over.

The battle just now happened too suddenly and ended too quickly.

Until this moment, many people have not reacted.

The disciple in charge of guarding the snow mountain in Qiantian Palace is named Chen Li.

In terms of strength, he and Qi Yu are almost the same...

But Qiantian Palace is not good at formations.

Although they were deployed at the same time.

But in the attack just now, only Qi Yu was able to contribute.

"Friend Qi, thank you so much."

Chen Li stepped forward to express his gratitude. If Qi Yu had not manipulated the formation pattern and used thunder magic to chop down the madman, there would probably have been heavy casualties in Qiantian Palace.

"You're welcome..." Qi Yu shook his head, stared at the entrance to the secret realm, frowned and said, "She didn't come here to kill people."

Chen Li's expression turned grim when he heard that.

The battle just now was very short.

But the power that this woman unleashed should not be underestimated... She may very well be a strong person with the strength of the late Cave Heaven Realm.

Chen Li frowned and asked, "Who is this woman?"

The Beishu case files were investigated by more than just Fangyuanfang.

All the major holy places and noble families will also conduct personal investigations.

in his mind.

There is absolutely no such person.

"This woman...I'm afraid she's not human."

Qi Yu squatted at the entrance of the snow mountain, which was the end point of the thunder magic.

There was a faint burnt smell in the air.

A wisp of black robe fluttered in the wind and snow. Qi Yu stretched out his hand and caught a piece of the broken ash, his expression solemn to the extreme.

Chen Li's pupils contracted slightly.

There was a streak of golden blood on the black robe.

Qi Yu wiped it with two fingers.

The golden blood was stimulated by the Yuan power, emitting a pungent smell in the air.

"Is this... a demon?"

At this moment, the disciples who were gathered around couldn't help but frown.

The concealment technique of a demon cultivator is usually to use vital energy to cover up the demonic aura.

Once you use your vital energy to attack, this concealment technique will be broken.

The evil spirit will dissipate!

The demonic aura emanating from this strand of blood was extremely strong, which was enough to prove... that this woman in black robe was not only a transformed giant demon, but also had extremely pure blood!
"She may have been hiding near the snowy mountains for a long time."

Qi Yu said coldly: "This witch doesn't know what's good for her. She actually dared to rush into where Daozi is..."

The guards around looked at each other in bewilderment.

Everything this witch did since she entered the formation was extremely methodical.

Obviously, she had some plan and headed straight for the secret realm.

But since she has been spying for a long time... doesn't she know that there are three geniuses in this secret realm?

"I will report this matter to the Holy Son right now!"

Chen Li quickly took out the Qiantian Palace message and informed everyone of the attack that had just taken place.

But the next moment.

The hand holding the command became slightly stiff.

This secret place...

It seems a little unusual.

The Son of God's divine consciousness has completely disappeared on Xunling's side.

Chen Li cast a dark look at Qi Yu, who understood and vaguely guessed what Chen Li meant...

Qi Yu silently turned his palm and tried it.

The Taoist message also lost contact.

"Everyone... don't worry."

Qi Yu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "We will continue to guard the snow mountain and buy some time for Master Daozi. This witch...will never have a good end!"

Although he said so, Qi Yu was still feeling uneasy.

Both communication orders were lost.

What is in this secret realm?
Is Lord Daozi okay?

……

……

"Brother Fang, Brother Yuwen, are you all right?"

"Thank you, Junior Brother. I'm fine."

"What a damn place this is...it's too dark."

A snort.

The darkness is illuminated by the Elemental Fire.

Fang Hang took out a talisman and after lighting it, it was like a tiny scorching sun hanging above the three people's heads.

The three of them joined forces to shatter the sword energy and entered the secret realm.

Then he fell into endless darkness.

This secret realm array contains the laws of space.

After stepping in, one will completely lose direction... The most incredible thing is that the natural array patterns that often contain the laws of space will generate a "portal" for leaving on the spot.

But here.

But there is not.

Once you step in, there is no turning back.

Fang Hang looked back at the endless darkness behind him with an ugly expression.

Yuwen Zhong stretched out his hand and touched the "boundless darkness" behind him.

"It's evil spirit! Very thick evil spirit!"

He cursed, loosened his hand, and shook it, "What bad luck!"

Touch the moment.

A layer of black evil lingered on his palm, and it took him a lot of energy to burn it away.

"Where is this?"

Xie Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked around.

His technique of observing qi was completely useless here.

In all directions, there was only flowing black evil, as if forming a huge cage.

Here, there is no such thing as luck.

"It is said that there is an ancient battlefield near the snowy mountains."

Fang Hang said expressionlessly: "The evil spirit here is so strong... Maybe this is the so-called ancient battlefield."

"Ghost Ridge?"

Yuwen Zhong was stunned.

He had heard of this ghost place. In the past, Qiantian Palace sent many cultivators to dig up the Ghost Ridge thoroughly... It was said that the reason for doing so was that the headmaster received guidance from the residual soul of an ancient sage. In this ancient battlefield, there was an ancient Taoist collection belonging to Qiantian Palace.

It’s a pity that nothing has been discovered.

Maybe it's because their destiny hasn't arrived yet, and the Qiantian Palace, unwilling to give up, goes to the Ghost Ridge to search every once in a while.

He touched the "Panxuan Mirror" between his eyebrows.

Buzz!
Never imagined.

This "Panxuan Mirror" actually produced a resonance.

In the narrow place illuminated by light and fire, this precious mirror containing the energy of dragon blood, carrying Yu Wenzhong's body, took a step in a certain direction.

"Oh?"

Fang Hang raised his eyebrows and said, "Fellow Daoist Yuwen, what is this?"

"My precious mirror...seems to have sensed an aura from the same source."

Yuwen Zhong looked solemn and did not hide anything.

"Dragon blood?" Xie Sheng was surprised.

"Very likely."

Yu Wenzhong took a deep breath, followed the guidance of the Panxuan Mirror, and slowly walked forward.

Fang Hang and Xie Sheng looked at each other.

The two of them no longer hesitated and followed Yuwen Zhong, slowly moving forward in this dark place.

however.

Walked for a while.

All three of them noticed something was wrong...

This strange secret place not only has no light source, but also has an extremely dense evil spirit that is almost solidified!

the most important is.

A low roar was heard in the distance.

Rumble.

"Have you two heard anything unusual?"

Yu Wenzhong frowned, and the Panxuan Mirror that had been guiding him stopped vibrating at this moment.

He lost his direction.

Fang Hang was a little unsure and murmured, "Why do I hear the sound of horse hooves?"

"..."

Xie Sheng remained silent from beginning to end.

The Prince of Jiangning has already placed one hand on his forehead, ready to use the Red Dragon Cave Heaven at any time.

"coming!"

Xie Sheng's pupils contracted.

The black evil in the distance suddenly broke through, and a tall horse rushed out from the depths of darkness.

This horse has flying mane and is twice the size of an ordinary horse!
the most important is.

Sitting on the horse's back was a soldier wearing ancient armor!
"The evil spirit takes shape, it is indeed an ancient battlefield!"

Fang Hang shouted angrily and quickly waved his sleeves to summon the thunder magic!
In the darkness of nothingness.

A bolt of lightning broke through the air.

This Taoist from the Supreme Master took the initiative to attack, and struck a palm thunder at the giant black evil horse. Thunder rolled out and brilliant white light exploded!

Boom!
Both the man and the horse were blown to pieces in an instant!

But all this... is just the beginning!
The sound of rolling horse hooves was getting closer and closer. The faces of the three men turned pale. The originally thick black evil that was like fog was shattered in an instant. Hundreds of black evil cavalrymen swarmed in like a tide.

"What the hell! What's going on!"

Yuwen Zhong was furious. The Saint of Qiantian Palace subconsciously summoned the Fire Cloud, wanting to escape from the battlefield.

But those Yinsha cavalrymen, as dense as the tide, not only carried long swords on their waists.

And he was wearing a big bow!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The fire cloud attracted the attention of the Yinsha cavalry.

next moment.

Thousands of arrowheads were shot at him like a flood.

Yuwen Zhong fell to the ground in a very miserable state. He stretched out his vital energy and transformed it into a circular barrier, smashing the Yinsha cavalry that were charging from all directions.

These cavalrymen are not very strong in terms of individual strength.

But there are simply too many.

the most important is……

They have no life, they are simply condensed from evil spirits. Such dead souls and remnants are endless! They can never be killed!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Yuwen Zhong vaguely felt that there was a terrible murderous intent locking onto him.

He raised his head and looked at the end of the Black Evil Cavalry.

These Black Demon Cavalrymen are already tall...

However, among them, there was a taller figure that exuded a heart-pounding sense of oppression!

The dark tide slowly advanced.

The towering figure, carrying a huge black box on his back, sat at the end of the charging cavalry, gently pulling the reins as if he was strolling in the garden.

"He" was wearing ancient black armor, his face was like broken ancient porcelain, his eyes were like the deep black sea, and his long hair was flying like tassels as he swayed on the horse's back.

It is clear.

This is the general of this group of Black Evil Cavalry.

Yuwen Zhong felt an unprecedented sense of oppression in his heart.

He felt that the ancient general had locked onto him...

next moment.

The majestic ancient general took out his longbow, but did not take out the arrowhead. He just made a vague action of drawing the bow and stringing the bow.

Yuwen Zhong roared angrily.

When General Gu raised his hand, the Holy Son felt an unprecedented crisis. He tried his best to use his secret technique, transformed into a long red rainbow, rose from the ground, and avoided the shot from nothingness!
boom!
A bang!
This single arrow cleared the battlefield, sending out a blasting track several miles long.

The Black Evil Cavalry who were blocking the arrowhead were blown to pieces by the arrow energy!
"Half-step Yin God..."

Yuwen Zhong was very sure.

The general of the Black Evil Cavalry is stronger than Dongtian!

If I had resisted the shot just now, I would most likely have been seriously injured!
The Holy Son of Qiantian Palace looked pale as he looked at the trajectory of the arrow with terrifying power.

He looked at the ancient general with a calm expression.

The two looked at each other.

The latter once again made the illusory motion of drawing the bow and string.

This time.

Yu Wenzhong felt a call from between his brows!

He ignored the life-and-death crisis and stared at the black box carried by the towering ancient general.

This black box has a pitch-black dragon pattern carved on it!
The sensing of the Panxuan Mirror...that’s right!
The Dragonborn's secret treasure is hidden here!
The box of the ancient Black Evil General is the best proof!

(End of this chapter)