Chapter 1419 The Habits of Tushan Tianjun
“You bastard!”
“I’ve been in bad luck for eight lifetimes!”
“Why did you end up like this? One..."
Two rays of light, one green and one white, fly intertwined. Sometimes the white ray of light is in front, sometimes the cyan ray of light is behind, but the white ray of light can never get rid of the entanglement of the cyan ray of light like brown sugar.
After a long time, many of the two's trump cards were gone, their mana and consciousness were greatly depleted, and their speed inevitably slowed down.
Seeing this, the Xu Lianxu Sword Cultivator who was chasing after him became even more murderous.
“Okay, very good!”
“Fellow Taoist Qingyun, I remember your coincidence of being on the same road.”
The figure in the white light had a cold tone. .
"Fellow Taoist, it's really a coincidence. It's absolutely true."
The figure in the cyan light smiled innocently.
“I will share two-thirds of the storage bag of the sword cultivator at the peak of transformation to the gods.”
“There may be an opportunity to refine the void in it, fellow Taoist, don’t forget it.”
Daai Tianjun said coldly.
"There is nothing wrong with you."
Qingyun Tianjun was overjoyed and immediately handed over the storage bag he had captured.
The two of them, one with murderous intent on his face, the other with an honest and innocent smile, deliberated for a moment, then their speed surged at the same time, and they flew away into the distance, starting to burn their essence and blood.
“The thief…”
Lianxu Sword Xiu, who was chasing after him from behind, felt anxious.
He was hesitating whether to burn his essence and blood while chasing down the two junior gods. He was already old, and burning his essence and blood would most likely shorten his lifespan and shorten his life by many years in the future.
But soon, he no longer needed to hesitate.
Buzz!
In the sky, a green thread appeared, containing the tough and sharp rules of life. It was like some kind of spiritual vine, or like a sword made of sacred wood. It was slashing from a distance, containing the meaning of opposition. It is terrifyingly sharp for a Void Refining monk.
On the other side, there is a Yuguang knife. It is hazy, integrated with the space, and seems to contain a subtle power of time. It is a crescent-shaped horn on the head of a spiritual insect, which falls off at this time. It flew out, struck and struck in an instant, and was reflected in the inner lake of Lianxu Sword Cultivator.
"This is it!"
Lianxu Sword Xiu was shocked.
He drew his sword without hesitation, and slashed out with one sword. Blood covered the sky and the earth. The sword light containing the rules of blood was slashed forward. The spiritual energy of the world was restless, and the field of blood rules controlled the spiritual energy in all directions. and the general trend of heaven and earth.
Boom!
When three different attacks converged, the space was shattered, the rules of heaven were distorted and turbulent, and countless spiritual lights overflowed.
Wait for the aura to dissipate.
The Void Sword Master took a step back, and his tracking speed stagnated.
Looking into the distance, the two frantically escaping cyan lights and white lights quickly disappeared into the horizon. They cast a concealment spell and disappeared.
"Heavy treasure!"
"These two people have great opportunities! My swordsmanship may be able to..."
The white-haired Lianxu Sword Cultivator was trembling and extremely excited.
“This is my precious treasure!”
Lianxu Sword Cultivator’s eyes were red, full of greed.
He instantly burned his essence and blood, and his aura increased several times. He soon spotted two sneaky figures in the distance and killed them at a furious speed.
"You can't escape..."
His tone was cold.
Suddenly, he was slightly startled.
The two cyan figures and the white figure actually stopped and saluted another late-stage god-transformation monk who had just appeared.
This scene is very confusing.
However, the white-haired Void Refining Sword Cultivator could no longer control that much. Under the terrible pressure, the imperial blood sword headed there.
......
“We haven’t seen each other for many years,”
“Goodbye, little uncle!”
Han Lin said ecstatically. He immediately gave up the candy and followed the Great Ai Tianjun to the young man in green and bowed deeply.
According to past experience, his young master uncle has a very casual personality, and it is possible to save him or not, but this time is different. The senior Void Sword Cultivator behind him violated the general virtues of sword cultivators, and there is a great possibility that causing his displeasure.
"Greetings, Heavenly Lord!"
The Great Love Heavenly Lord instantly lost his elegance and easy-going manner in scolding Han Lin. He was a respected and righteous person, and he saluted like a humble gentleman.
“Hahaha!”
“Two fellow Taoists, we haven’t seen each other for a long time, but our style remains the same.”
Before the war, Jiang Ding met an old friend in a foreign land. He was in a good mood and said jokingly: "Han Lin, your ability to cause trouble is as good as ever. However, there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the upper world. You must be more cautious in the future."
"Definitely." , definitely."
Han Lin said awkwardly.
He really didn’t cause any trouble!
He has always been cautious and simple, and does not like to be in the limelight, but hell, he is always in danger. This may be related to his qualifications. He needs to continue to get opportunities and practice in order to progress.
"Fellow Taoist Daai,"
"I didn't expect that my Taoist friend's language ability is so outstanding. I didn't know it before, but I am really impressed."
Jiang Ding looked at Tianjun Daai and smiled slightly.
The Heavenly Lord of Great Love scolded Han Lin all the way, scolding millions of words, which were extremely unpleasant. From his birth to his parents to the afterlife, to Han Lin's personality and conduct, not a single word was repeated. Eye-opening.
"Tianjun is laughing."
Daai Tianjun smiled awkwardly.
While a few people were chatting, the white-haired Void Sword Cultivator from behind had already arrived.
"Death!"
He burned his essence and blood, his aura was extremely violent, without saying a word, he raised the sword and cut it off on the head, the rules of the blood path condensed into one point, penetrating the space and rules , arrived in an instant.
The scalps of Da Ai Tianjun and Qingyun Tianjun tightened, and their vigilance reached the limit.
Keng!
At this time, the young man in green in front of them drew his sword and put it back into its scabbard.
Tens of thousands of kilometers of sky and earth, at this moment, the space, rules, clouds, mountains, rivers and the sound of wind were all frozen for several breaths of time.
The white-haired Void Sword Master in this world is as stiff and motionless as a bug in amber.
Tear apart!
A sound like tearing cloth.
A golden light appeared between heaven and earth. Starting from the center of the white-haired Lianxu Sword Master's eyebrows, it was cut into two even halves. The body became two halves and fell down, with internal organs and blood flowing down. , and instantly burned to ashes.
"Inheritance..."
The white-haired Xuren Sword Cultivator said two words in horror.
These were his last words in the world.
In the next moment, all the souls were destroyed, and no soul particles or flesh and blood survived.
“This!”
Han Lin and Da Ai Tianjun were instantly suffocated, and their minds went blank.
They knew Tushan Tianjun would be very strong, but they did not expect it to be so terrifying!
That was obviously a sword cultivator in the early stage of Void Refining. He was by no means weak among the early stage cultivators of Void Refining. He might even be tied with the mid-stage Void Refining cultivator, but under that sword, he died instantly. , without any resistance.
"Such a person should not practice swordsmanship."
Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.
He has a good habit of being diligent and thrifty, so he collected the storage bag and flying sword of the Void Sword Cultivator, and then gave 20% to the two people in front of him, 10% each: "You participated in the battle, This is the distribution of your merits. "
This wealth is just a small fortune to him, but it can make a god-transforming monk dozens of times richer.
“Thank you Tianjun!”
"Thank you, Junior Master!"
Han Lin and Da Ai Tianjun were extremely surprised, but they seemed to have expected it and accepted it immediately without any excuse.
This is the habit of Tushan Tianjun.
If he captures something on the battlefield, he will definitely share it with all the friendly forces involved in the battle. Even if it is just a few hundred spiritual stones from a Qi-training monk, he will not be greedy for ink.
It has been this way for countless years and it has never changed.
(End of this chapter)