Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 123

Ji Jiankong of the Sword Sect possesses a sword spirit body that is rarely seen in a hundred years. It can be said that he is a natural swordsman. Although he is only 19 years old this year, he is already at the level of Yunling Dzogchen.

However, many disciples of Jianzong knew that this famous genius in Jianzong, Ji Jiankong, had attained the Great Consummation of Yunling a few years ago, but for some reason he did not choose to break through to the pulse condensing stage.

With Jianzong's strength, it is naturally very easy for Ji Jiankong to break through to the pulse condensing stage, but it is obviously Jianzong's own plan to keep him from breaking through to the pulse condensing stage for several years.

In a huge swamp, a burly man was wrapped in cloth strips and stood on a piece of shallow grass with a bamboo hat.

In front of him, the swamp could not be seen at a glance, at least hundreds of miles away, but no one could be seen outside the swamp.

Looking down at the muddy swamp in front of him, the man under the bamboo hat frowned, and a powerful spiritual sense surged out. He keenly felt that under this seemingly calm swamp, there was an undercurrent surging, extremely dangerous.

"The task assigned by the Zongmen this time must be completed. If it was before, I am afraid that I would not dare to set foot in this swamp, but since the Zong can seal the Ten Thousand Poison Curse Seal in my body, even if there are demons in the congealing period Beasts are not to be feared, so I am afraid that I will be the first to reach that place." The voice was dull and hoarse.

I saw Wu Zong took off the bamboo hat on his head. It was an ordinary face, but on his forehead, there was a strange curse mark, with colorful rays of light constantly flowing.

With a serious look in his eyes, Wu Zong slowly released part of the cloth strips on his arms, his whole body was shaken suddenly, the cloth strips flew up, and then fell to the ground, some of them fell on the water surface, and immediately aroused flowers of various colors. There were strange blisters, and not long after, many strange corpses surfaced under his feet, and the surface of the corpses even had strange colors, apparently died of poisoning.

However, he turned a blind eye to this, with a solemn expression, and suddenly began to pinch the formula with both hands, while chanting words, a complicated and obscure incantation slowly came out of his mouth.

As the handprints continued to change, the speed of the spell in his mouth also accelerated, and the curse mark on his forehead suddenly emitted a strong light, and then it seemed that a colorful fog overflowed from it.

But these mist condensed and did not disperse, as if they had spirituality, they slowly circulated around Wu Zong's body, enveloping him.

I don't know if it's because of this incantation or because of the colorful mist surrounding Wu Zong's body. Some terrifying monsters that had been sinking below the surface of the swamp finally couldn't sit still, and only heard the sound of books and the sound of toads exploded at the bottom of the water. , seven or eight toad monsters exuding mana fluctuations in the early stage of the pulse coagulation period jumped out of the water.

And in the swamp farther away, there are also many monsters with the strength of the pulse condensation period lurking under the water, watching with cold eyes. The spiritual intelligence of these monsters is not inferior to that of human monks, and some are even far superior.

Obviously, they also sensed a dangerous aura from the humans in front of them.

At the moment when a few giant toads the size of calves jumped out of the water, Wu Zong stopped casting spells, holding a strange and ancient seal with his hands, and finally his whole body was completely covered by colorful mist.

Ignoring the danger that had already appeared, Wu Zong lowered one hand, put the hat on his head again with the other hand, and finally raised his eyes to glance over, a cruel sneer appeared on his slightly simple and honest face, he lifted his foot and walked away go out.

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"Crack!"

As if it was the sound of rocks cracking, several huge rocks fell to the ground, and then fell apart with a crash, turning into rubble all over the ground.

This is a huge stone forest, with rocks everywhere, and on one of the rocks, a young man held a sword in one hand and put the other behind his back. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.

The moment he disappeared, a huge palm made of rocks slapped down, collapsing the place where he was standing before.

I saw that huge palm slowly retracted, and then supported on the ground, another huge arm condensed out from the rock pile not far away, often on the ground.

A huge stone man with a height of about two sheets climbed up again in front of the boy's eyes, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and not far away, three other stone figures of the same size climbed up from the ground that was originally a rock pile.

The boy was not surprised by this at all, this was the third time he had encountered the same thing.

He snorted coldly, without flinching in the slightest, held the sword up, touched the ground with his toes, a sharp sword intent shot out from his body, and disappeared in place in a flash.

"Boom! Boo!..."

In just an instant, there were dozens of cutting sounds, and just as the stone man on the far right was about to step out, his huge body turned into hundreds of rubble and piled up together.

After finishing off a stone man, the boy's figure appeared for a short stay, but this allowed the stone man to seize the opportunity.

The stone man looked clumsy, but his speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly disappeared in place. Seeing this, the young man seemed to have expected it, the long sword in his hand flashed, his wrist turned and he slashed behind him, only to hear "Ding ", what came out was the sound of gold and iron.

It seems that these stone men are not as simple as a simple stone body. The three stone men moved quickly and attacked repeatedly, and sparks flew all over for a while, but the young man hit three without any disadvantage.

A cold look flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in the young man's hand flashed again, and he took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and the figure appeared not far away.

But he didn't stop at all, and after opening the distance, he didn't retreat but advanced, and killed the past again, but this time the speed was faster, and the long sword in his hand was also shining with a dangerous cold light.

"Buzz!"

A sword cry echoed the sword intent on the young man's body, and the huge icy sword light flashed away, and four figures crossed.

"噗!" Putting the long sword back into the scabbard with a sound, the young man slowly stood up straight, while the three stone men crashed to the bottom and never stood up again.

A breeze blew by, but the white robe was spotless. If Wang Chong was here, he would be surprised to find that this person was the dangerous person in the Sword Sect that he had silently remembered before, Ji Jiankong, who was rumored to have the body of a sword spirit teenager.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, there was the sound of rumbling rocks rolling in his ears again, and the boy's eyes finally showed impatience for the first time, but he did not hold the sword, but the long sword Put it away, and then slapped the storage bag, and there was a simple long sword exuding a powerful spiritual pressure in his hand.

Slowly, with a movement of the right hand holding the hilt of the sword, the terrifying and terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, which could be clearly seen even standing hundreds of miles away.

"Hey, this guy is always so impulsive. I'm afraid something happened to annoy him, otherwise he wouldn't ignore the orders of the ancestors before he left." The somewhat similar boy looked at the terrifying sword glow in the sky, sighed, and muttered to himself.

Tens of miles away, the Lei brothers who were fighting with a mana emitting terrifying mana fluctuations also noticed the shocking sword light, and a look of fear appeared on their faces.

"Huh?" In the depths of the swamp, Wu Zong, who had been striding forward, stopped, frowned at the palpitating sword light in the sky, and a dignified expression appeared on his simple and honest face.

"This sword light should be the body of the sword spirit. Ji Jian is empty, it is really scary, but the consequences of releasing such a terrible ultimate move in this kind of place are quite serious. This kid is really the same as the rumors. He has a violent personality, so the task assigned by the sect is not hopeless, hehe..."

Deep in the jungle, a crisp voice sounded, it was the girl from the Spirit Controlling Sect before, and behind him, a huge and terrifying figure followed like a shadow, very strange.

(End of this chapter)