I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

It should be said that the Long family favored their own people from the beginning, and the secret realm rules they set were not aimed at their own family members.

Ye Lingxiao has completed his training, and his cultivation has reached the third level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

In such a short period of time, he not only broke through several small realms, but also broke through to the God Transformation Realm.

If he hadn't been still in the secret realm, he would have probably been struck by thunder.

In his current situation, he is actually no match for a genuine Divine Transformation cultivator who has already survived the thunder tribulation in a real fight.

But he had the sword furnace spirit in his hand, and in this secret realm, he could mobilize the great power of this world. This was something only cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage could do, but he, a pseudo-god, actually did it.

Long Xingyu and Ye Lingxiao engaged in a fierce battle.

Old Man Mountain could not withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two. After a roar like the collapse of heaven and earth, a big hole was torn from the inside.

The magma suddenly erupted again into the sky, splashing in all directions, turning into hot magma shells that fell one after another.

The two figures collided again and again in the sky, erupting with terrifying power.

"God Transformation Monk?"

The surviving monks were all shocked. They couldn't react for a while as to why there were still Divine Transformation monks here when this secret realm restricted the level of cultivation.

The technique Ye Lingxiao was cultivating required a large amount of spiritual energy. As long as he had enough spiritual stones, his realm could be improved without any bottlenecks. The concentration of spiritual energy from the secret realm, once concentrated here, could also serve as a source of spiritual energy.

That's why he was able to make such a breakthrough in such a short time.

However, this is not without cost. Not only does it have a cost, but it also comes with more than one cost.

One was that this technique was extremely incompatible with other techniques. Once one practiced this technique, one would be unable to practice other techniques. Fortunately, this technique included sword techniques, mental techniques, and various spells, which was sufficient for him.

Secondly, his cultivation realm was unstable. Every time the moon was full, his spiritual energy would leak out uncontrollably, causing his realm to drop and requiring him to cultivate again.

Cultivation is fast, but there are side effects.

Someone must have figured out that this was actually a set of magical techniques. The powerful being who left this technique behind was also a magical cultivator, and a once notorious one at that. However, that figure was over two thousand years ago, so few people today know much about him.

However, Ye Lingxiao no longer cared about these things. As long as he could become stronger, he didn't care whether this was a magic technique or not.

The aerial battle quickly concluded with the outcome.

With the help of the sword furnace spirit, Ye Lingxiao showed his power. His consecutive sword strikes carried the power of heaven and earth, making it difficult for Long Xingyu to resist.

Finally, he swung his sword with great force, like a mountain, and Long Xingyu's protective aura was broken, and he was chopped down.

Tear!

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and Long Xingyu flew backwards, his body shooting towards the ruined Old Man Mountain like a meteor.

boom!

Old Man Mountain was completely shattered, and a huge mushroom cloud rose from the ground, accompanied by a violent earthquake. The earth was violently torn apart, and magma gushed out from under the ground.

Long Xingyu was defeated.

The monks watching around were stunned.

If I'm not mistaken, Long Xingyu's aura seemed even more powerful, yet he was defeated. This was completely against common sense and unbelievable.

Only then did the monks remember that they had followed Long Xingyu to attack this man before.

Now that Long Xingyu has lost, it will be their turn.

An emotion called panic spread among the people like an infectious disease.

"Hahahahaha! The Long family is nothing but that." Ye Lingxiao laughed wildly.

Sure enough, only defeating an opponent stronger than himself can bring him such comfort.

He laughed loudly towards the sky, very arrogantly, and completely ignored the monks around him who were beginning to disperse.

As long as he wants, none of these people can escape.

Where can they escape to?

The secret realm is closed and they cannot get out. As long as they are in this secret realm, what is the difference between them and pigs and sheep?

He even thought about slowly chasing those people later and playing with them like a cat playing with a mouse, killing the men and keeping the women as playthings.

Just thinking about it, he felt like he was about to ascend to heaven.

"run!"

"Run!"

"Can you contact someone from the Long family?"

"Leave the secret realm quickly."

"Isn't it impossible to get out of the secret realm?"

"Ahhhh!"

The remaining people scattered like birds and beasts, running away desperately without caring about their image.

Ye Lingxiao suffered a lot of bullying when he was young, which made him have a dark personality and a strong desire for revenge. After becoming stronger, he also wanted to experience the feeling of bullying others.

However, he was not happy for long, as the situation took a new turn.

Without any warning, spatial ripples appeared in the void not far away, and someone tore through space and came here.

The man who came was a handsome man with white hair and beard. He looked very young, but the moment he spoke, he sounded very mature: "When my Long family was at its peak, I don't even know where the Ye family was."

As soon as he appeared, a pressure as powerful as the might of heaven spread out.

The Ye family kid’s pupils widened. He felt a terrifying pressure from the other party, as deep as an abyss and as deep as a prison, which made his soul tremble constantly.

Ye Lingxiao suddenly felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer in the chest, and his body flew out as if hit by a large truck.

His throat felt sweet and he couldn't help but spurt out large mouthfuls of blood.

"Besides, you are just an abandoned child of the Ye family. Killing you is no different from slaughtering pigs and sheep." The white-bearded old man pressed down with his big hand.

In Ye Lingxiao's eyes, he only saw the hand getting bigger and closer.

Move, move, get out of the way.

He was screaming in his heart, but his body was completely out of control and he couldn't move.

Ye Lingxiao, who was ecstatic not long ago, now felt unprecedented despair.

The old man didn't have any complicated moves. He just condensed a huge hand of spiritual power and grabbed Ye Lingxiao in the air, crushing him on the spot, and even his soul was not spared.

Dead as hell.

Long Aotian stared at a certain direction on the ground and stretched out his hand. A ball of fire appeared in his hand.

"All of this is because of you. It's time to end it."

"Old thief, let me go. I don't want to work for your Long family anymore. I've had enough."

"That's not up to you."

As soon as the old man thought about it, the sword furnace spirit was imprisoned by spiritual power and could not make any movement.

The ancestor of the Long family would not have taken action at first, but the other party actually moved the sword furnace spirit and dared to interfere with the control of the sword furnace secret realm. This was intolerable.

"Can you lend me your sword?" Long Aotian's voice spread to every corner of the secret realm.

Those monks who were fleeing felt something was wrong.

The spiritual swords they hid in their storage rings or nurtured in their bodies seemed to be summoned by something and were out of their control.

In an instant, many spiritual swords soared into the sky and flew towards Laoweng Mountain.

"What's going on? My sword."

"Ah, this is the sword my master gave me. I have to exchange it back."

"Damn, who is it?"

"Who the hell dares to do this?"

"Hey, that seems to be the ancestor of the Long family. Oh, it's okay then."

A large group of cultivators were furious when their precious spiritual swords were taken away, and they even thought about how to deal with the person who did it.

But some people recognized Long Aotian, not necessarily having seen him in person. This was because Long Aotian's portrait had always been hung on many important occasions in the Long family. As long as they knew it was Long Aotian who did it, these people fell silent.

Long Aotian was going to set up a large formation and use the power of these hundreds of spiritual swords to refine the spirit of the weapon.

Erase the memory of the weapon spirit, wash away its rebelliousness, and let it be completely used by the Long family.

With this spirit weapon, the Long family will prosper for at least another ten thousand years.

Chapter 490 Lin Ruowei, come to me if you have anything to say

Wang Xiaoyue found the top-grade sword core she wanted from the magma and quickly put it into her storage ring.

Although the plot has changed greatly this time, the process of her obtaining the sword core was exceptionally smooth.

In the original novel, Ye Lingxiao did not obtain the sword furnace spirit so easily, nor did he use the spirit to practice and break through so many small realms.

So he couldn't even beat Long Xingyu, so there was no need for the Long family's ancestor to show up.

But these changes are also good. In this way, Ye Lingxiao will die early and will not cause more trouble later.

……

Luo Xueqing woke up from her coma and found herself covered with a thin blanket.

She sat up in surprise, and then heard a woman's moving voice.

"You're awake." Lan Ruoyu didn't leave immediately. She lit a bonfire and sat nearby.

She liked this disciple very much and was worried about him leaving her alone.

"Master." Luo Xueqing was a little surprised that Master did not leave without saying goodbye.

When the white-haired fairy saw her wake up, her face showed no emotion. She couldn't see sadness or joy, always so indifferent.

Luo Xueqing found that there was no injury on her body. Her clothes had been changed and were a little bigger, but they were a little tight around her chest.

"This is my clothes, I changed them for you." Lan Ruoyu explained.

This is a dress mainly white, with some floral patterns on the hem. It is quite fresh and elegant, but it is a little too small for Luo Xueqing.

Luo Xueqing remembered what her master had said, that her master was actually very gentle, but always disguised himself with a stern face.

She also felt that her master was indeed a good woman. However, even so, she and her master had come to this point, becoming strangers.

Luo Xueqing secretly felt sorry.

She doesn't like to read tragic stories and always hopes that there will be more beautiful things in the world.

So she took the initiative to try to reconnect her master and her master.

Seeing that she woke up, Lan Ruoyu stood up, patted her butt and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, she took out a white porcelain bottle.

"You have an innate sword body, but your physique can still continue to transform."

"I know your master brought you here to help you find an opportunity to improve your physique."

"Actually, you don't have to use a top-grade sword core. This bottle of elixir I have can also help your physical evolution."

"It's called the Wuji Jianyuan Pill, a pill specially formulated for sword cultivators."

"It can advance your sword cultivation physique while gaining approximately a hundred years of cultivation."

What she meant was that she would take away the top-grade sword core as compensation, and this bottle of elixir would belong to Luo Xueqing.

The colorful fairy pushed her hand and the porcelain bottle of elixir flew into Luo Xueqing's hand.

This elixir is not as simple and crude as the top-grade sword core in directly increasing the lethality of a swordsman, but it is genuine in that it can transform the existing physique.

"This is……"

Luo Xueqing opened the bottle stopper and sniffed it, and then she felt a strong medicinal effect.

This is at least a sixth-grade pill, which is hard to come by.

After taking this pill, her innate sword body will evolve and she will gain about a hundred years of cultivation.

If others knew about this kind of pill, they would definitely attract a large group of people to scramble for it.