Nine Heavenly Towers

There are more and more brown clouds in the sky, and three purple lightning bolts burst out from among them. The speed is almost as fast as that middle-aged man who was breathing fire, had already bombarded the middle-aged man just when he cast it. On the man's body.

The middle-aged man instantly felt an electric current flow through his body, a feeling of numbness invaded his heart, and he lost consciousness.But still staring at Zhuo Wenqin with wide eyes.

He didn't die, he was just struck by lightning.The spiritual power in his body seemed to be sealed by something at this moment.Without the support of spiritual power, his body fell rapidly from mid-air.

But at this moment, Zhuo Wenqin's face changed slightly, he saw that the killing sword was unexpectedly uncontrollable at this moment, and suddenly pierced into the body of Yan Mozi.

The pupils of the Flame Demon contracted violently, and then there was disbelief in his eyes.As time passed quickly, all the light in its eyes dimmed in the blink of an eye.

The other three top Nascent Soul cultivators in the Flame Dance Kingdom, who were aware of this scene, all looked at each other in dismay.Seeing this scene, they were horrified. The other party had killed a top Nascent Soul cultivator in such a short period of time.This is a cultivator recognized by the Flame Dance Kingdom as a cultivator who ranks behind Master Yanwu.

In the Kingdom of Flame Dance, except for Master Yanwu, no one can be the opponent of Yan Mozi.

And how strange is it that this person in front of him killed the Flame Demon so easily?

The three monks had only one thought at this moment, and that was to escape.

Zhuo Wenqin's complexion quickly recovered, just now he clearly felt that there was an idea hidden in the killing sword.This idea is not very strong, so it was suppressed by him only after rushing out for a moment.

He moved his left hand towards the killing sword, and the ancient sword flashed red, and quickly rushed towards the middle-aged man who had just fallen.

Seeing this scene, the head of the Strange Poison Sect and the old woman's eyes flickered, with bitter expressions on their faces.They didn't expect that the killing sword was so powerful, and they didn't expect that Zhuo Wenqin would hold this so-called killing sword.

Also at this time, three bolts of lightning burst out of the group of brown clouds, and the three bolts of lightning blasted towards the broken middle-aged man.The footsteps of the middle-aged man suddenly stopped in the air, and the black hair on the top of his head stood up instantly, looking like a Rakshasa ghost.

Bai Yan suddenly burned from the bottom of Zhuo Wenqin's feet. Seeing this, Zhuo Wenqin continued to chase the two top-level Nascent Soul stage female cultivators.His footsteps were extremely fast, and there were only scars left on Changtian.

And the speed of the two female cultivators was not slow at all, they didn't dare to slow down, if they slowed down a bit, their lives would be in danger.

Two blue lights and shadows in the distance are also chasing here at high speed. The two are also female cultivators, and their cultivation bases are at the top Nascent Soul stage.

"Father..." At this time, in the camp of Yin Yuanzong, a woman frowned slightly. This woman was dressed in a white shirt and carried a blue long sword on her back.This sword was given by Xuanmu to Chongpeng, who asked Chongpeng to pass it on to Yin Ning.

Following Yin Ning's gaze to the south, he could see a middle-aged man.The middle-aged man exuded bursts of scorching aura, and as the scorching aura radiated, the air around him became distorted.

The middle-aged man was wearing a red blouse and a pair of fiery red trousers.His cultivation level, like the insect canopy, belonged to the high-level Nascent Soul stage. After feeling a familiar breath lingering in the air, his eyes turned to the white-clothed woman.

After seeing the woman in the white shirt, his pupils shrank imperceptibly.His expression quickly returned to normal.

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At this time, under the Soul Refining Cliff.

A mass of white light became brighter and brighter, and as the white light gradually condensed, one could see a phantom figure in the form of a human walking down the Soul Refining Cliff.

This Nascent Soul is indeed Xuanmu's Nascent Soul, on top of which there are flashes of lightning, making a 'Zi Zi' sound.

Xuan Mu finally regained his sobriety, and now he no longer feels any discomfort with the lightning under the Soul Refining Cliff.Instead, it was discovered that there were streaks of lightning in the Nascent Soul.

These electric lights gradually became more and more intense. He tried to transform into a human form, but found that he was still unable to transform into a real human form, but only a phantom of himself.He gradually condensed the electric lights in the Nascent Soul and drew them into silk threads.Condensed according to the previous meridian layout in the body.

With the appearance of meridians in the body, the coagulation of blood vessels follows.Without the Slaying Sword, he didn't think he could condense blood.

Therefore, he decided to go out to find the physical body and condense his own physical body.

"The soul can still be borrowed from the corpse. The spiritual power in my Nascent Soul is strong, my master, and now the meridians have been condensed. I believe it is not a big deal to condense the physical body." Xuanmu thought to himself, and quickly practiced Charged out of Soul Cliff.

This Soul Refining Cliff, after he condenses his physical body, he will come again.

More than a hundred miles to the west of this soul-refining cliff, is the location of Yindianzong.Xuan Mu didn't know who the ancestor of the Silver Lightning Sect was, he just wanted to find a nearby sect, behead a few monks, and refine a body.

As for why Zhuo Wenqin chose Yindianzong so close to Soul Refining Cliff, it should be convenient for him to practice.

But he didn't expect that this is karma.Now, retribution has come to his sect.

That retribution really stood in the sky above his Yindian sect's gate, and the cold evil spirit could not help but radiate out.

At this time, the twenty monks in the Yindian Sect all looked at each other in blank dismay.

They simply couldn't see through the person's cultivation.But the other party was coming so aggressively that all the monks dared not show their anger.Mu stared blankly at a phantom like a ghost coming here.

"Silver Lightning Sect?" The voice was like thunder, coming from Xuanmu's phantom.He doesn't have a physical body, so speaking is naturally extremely inconvenient, and he can only transmit divine thoughts.

"Are you a human, a ghost, or a demon?" One of the masters of the Silver Lightning Sect shouted immediately, his voice trembling, obviously extremely frightened.Weeping with a mournful face, like mourning a concubine.He was dressed in silver armor with a long silver cloak on his back, which looked particularly funny.

Xuan Mu didn't answer, but flew towards the opponent directly.

The head of the sect was panicked immediately, his face was pale, and he said quickly: "Senior, please forgive me, but the master of this junior is Zhuo Wenqin."

"Zhuo Wenqin?" Xuan Mu's body suddenly paused.

Seeing this, the head of the Silver Electric Sect showed a gleam of joy on his face, and said triumphantly: "Are you afraid? If you dare to kill my monks of the Silver Electric Sect? Then my master will never spare you! If you can Xuan Mu, who beheaded eight top Nascent Soul stage monks with his own power, all died under the spell of my master."

Hearing this, Xuan Mu didn't move, but sat down cross-legged in mid-air.Looking at the head of the Yindian sect with interest, it was like watching a clown.

The head of Yindianzong didn't realize it at this time, only felt that he was talking with gusto, and said: "Who are you? Although your cultivation base is higher than mine, you are definitely not my master's opponent. Don't say that you want to kill Let me wait, even if I touch a hair of my wait, he will never want to hang around in the dreamland."

Beside the head of the sect, there was a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Hearing this, the young man rolled his eyes and said quickly: "What our head said is astounding, even a little bastard like you dares to speak in front of you!" My Yindian sect is rampant? Where did you come from, where can you go to the uncle."

"Hehe..., I, Xuan Mudu, just called myself the young master, how dare you call me the uncle in front of the young master? How dare you?" Xuan Mu sternly shouted, and his mighty divine thoughts quickly spread in the air.

"What...? What?" The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked boy obviously didn't react, he frowned, and then sneered: "Don't play tricks here. The real Xuanmu has long since died under the spell of my ancestor. What are you? How dare you be as famous as my ancestor?"

The head of the Yindian sect didn't speak, but looked at Xuanmu with a little surprise.

Seeing this, the sharp-mouthed monkey quickly stepped towards Xuanmu, and said with a sneer, "With your cultivation level, how dare you come to our Silver Lightning Sect? Hurry up and get the hell out of here, or else, the sect master will be angry and come to you!" Then you won't be able to eat and walk away."

"Looking for death." When Xuan Mu said these two words, he still showed a warm smile, because he felt that this was the most ridiculous thing in his life.It was indeed too ridiculous, he said, and then a long black and white sword slashed at the boy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

This young man's cultivation base is not low, and he is even in the mid-level Nascent Soul stage.And when he saw this long sword flashing black and white light rushing out, his whole face changed drastically.The word panic was evident on his face.

"Master, help!" Seeing this, the young man immediately yelled, and quickly evaded into the formation of the Yindian sect.

At this time, the head of the Silver Lightning Sect's Protecting Sect showed a look of unbearable expression, and said with a sigh: "Don't blame the head for not saving you, just blame you for not being able to control your mouth. And The other party's cultivation level, the old man can't resist. So you can only ask for blessings."

"Master, I know I'm wrong, I usually talk too much nonsense. You see that this disciple has flattered you so much, make a move and save this disciple's life!" The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked boy said Roaring, the black and white light above his head has become more and more intense.

This black and white light quickly turned into a long snake, and there were black and white lines on the long snake, just like a silver-ringed python.As soon as the snake came out, it devoured the boy.

The boy's body froze in mid-air, and he had already lost consciousness.

The silver-ringed python just spewed out a faint poisonous gas, and immediately turned into a spirit snake sword, hanging high in the sky.The frightened Silver Lightning Sect monks were all motionless.