Sword ancestor

Chapter 55
The magic city is very huge, like an ancient mountain, located in a radius of a hundred miles.

In the ancient magic city, all the fairy towers were stained with blood. Qi Tian and the two walked in the corner of the northern city, and there was a strong fragrance coming from the fairy towers.

On the stone roads of the magic city, it seems common for Taoists to mix with mortals, and many Taoists tasted the dishes at the mortal stalls, chattering in their mouths.

"Damn it, these fairy towers are too much of a slayer. A century-old ginseng stew actually costs ten low-grade spirit stones. This is enough for me to buy three plants. It's just the taste, I can't forget it!"

"His grandma's, don't talk about it, I'm drooling. Those immortal towers are not for us casual practitioners to go to. Haven't you seen that few disciples from the three major sects go up? They can't afford it. "

Qi Tian was a little speechless, these casual cultivators were really like people in the market, without the slightest scruples in their words, but the unruly and free and easy way in them made him unable to feel disgust.

Walking in the magic city, Qi Tian and his two met several Qingyun Sect disciples, but they met each other but never talked, just passed each other like strangers.

"It seems that they have all entered the underground devil's prison."

Qi Tian nodded, and said: "The underground demon prison, hunting the devil, can absorb its dissipated consciousness to strengthen the sword consciousness. If the sword consciousness is strong, the sense of the heaven and earth will be clearer, which will help the realm breakthrough .”

"That's right, Master said that ordinary devils, even big devils, can't do anything to us. Only when we meet Shura, we need to be careful. Although Xiao Feng Jiu decided the outcome by hunting the devil, it was a big deal. As long as you don’t die and hunt enough monsters, after half a year, there will be a big improvement.”

The magic city suppresses the magic prison, and the entrance to the magic prison is on the ground in the center of the magic city.A huge blood gate was branded on the ground. The blood gate was crystal clear, with a red divine light flowing, bursts of bloody aura gushed out, but was imprisoned by an invisible force and could not be released.

Qi Tian and the other two came, there were not many Taoists in front of the blood gate, and some mortals built wine sheds, and there were altars of spirits on display. Many Taoists who had just walked out of the blood gate were full of evil spirits. They came In the wine shed, a low-grade spirit stone was thrown down, and he grabbed a jar of spirits and drank booze.

After drinking strong wine, the evil spirit on their bodies dissipated a little, and then they grabbed a wine jar and left.

Qi Tian's eyes were slightly serious. It seemed that the killing in the underground devil prison was more than he expected.

"Once you enter the Demon Sect, you will be inseparable from life and death! Those who come out and those who cannot get out are rare."

An ordinary old man was squatting next to the wine shed, holding an old pipe and smoking one puff at a time. His eyes were a little cloudy, but he seemed to see all the vicissitudes of the world. Looking at the Taoist coming and going in the blood gate, he sighed two times from time to time. In a word, some casual cultivators hesitated after hearing the words, feeling that there was a great danger, and they might never come out again.

Here, Qi Tian and the two saw some disciples of the three sects. They were as imposing as a rainbow, and they were divided into groups one after another. Without squinting, they directly stepped into the blood gate.

"A newborn calf usually has to see a tiger once before it knows how to be afraid."

The old man shook off the ashes in the cigarette bag, filled another bag, and lit it on the stove that warmed the wine.

Qi Tian and the others walked to the side of the wine shed, the old man looked up, he didn't have the respect that ordinary mortals see the Taoist, and he didn't have the slightest fear, he just squatted there as usual, continuing to smoke the old cigarette one after another.

Yunfei threw down a spirit stone, took two jars of wine from the waiter, and handed one jar to Qi Tian.

"Old man, is your birthday this year?"

The old man looked up at Qi Tian, ​​shook his head, and said, "I have been squatting here for 50 years, and this is the first time someone asked my age. It's been a few years, and it's a day to live, unlike you people in the immortal way, who ask for longevity, and live much longer than us mortals."

After a pause, the old man said again: "Look at your Taoist robes, I'm afraid they are also disciples of the three great immortal sects. Young people, it's better to be calm. The devil prison is different from our world. If it is gone, it will be gone. They don’t know how to reason, they only know how to eat, eat blood, eat human flesh, they are beasts that don’t spit out bones.”

Qi Tian said: "The old man knows a lot."

The old man shook the soot, frowned and said: "I've seen it for decades, how many people go in, how many people come out, every day, there are people who come to collect the corpses, but most of them can't even take back a single bone, they are all rotten in the body. inside, or into the belly of a devil."

Speaking of this, the old man took a deep look at Qi Tian, ​​and said in a low voice: "Young people, I'm so old to see how popular you are, I would like to remind you that it is best not to enter the Devil's Prison for the next half month." The third floor, I’ve been looking at it for decades, and within half a month, the third floor died the most.”

"The third floor!" Qi Tian shuddered and nodded, "Thank you, old man."

The old man shook his head and said: "The old man is also pleasing to the eyes of you two boys. At this age, the old man has lived enough. He has seen what he should see, eaten what he should eat, what he should do and what he should not do. What should be right and what should not be wrong are all in the past, this life is here, after talking to you two so much today, the old man should go back."

The old man stood up, hunched over, with one hand behind his back and a cigarette pouch in the other, and walked slowly towards an alley, without looking at Qi Tian and the two of them again.

Taking a deep breath, Yunfei said, "Is this the state that can break life and death?"

Qi Tian also realized something in his heart. In the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, the sword embryo buzzed, as if a sharp edge was about to shoot out, and the ray of golden yellow that was silent in the sword embryo was also slightly turbulent at this time, attracting Qi Tian's entire body The body of the sword is a little hot, and the life essence is surging in the blood, and every inch of muscle and bone is almost bursting with sharpness.

Immediately, the two walked up to the Blood Gate, and the Blood Gate's blood glow flowed under their feet, and a gust of blood suddenly enveloped them and disappeared.

When the two of them opened their eyes again, they had already appeared in a bloody valley.

woo-

There was a howling wind, and the cold air was pressing. At this moment, like in the cold winter, when you exhaled, it also condensed into bits of ice and fell to the ground.

The valley is not big, with a radius of about ten miles. There are many Taoists gathered in it. The valley wall is as high as a thousand feet, towering into the blood-colored sky, and three large black characters are branded on it.

Town Demon Valley!
As soon as they saw these three words, Qi Tian and the two were shocked, showing disbelief.

From these three big characters revealing the ancient aura, they actually sensed a clear sharp aura.

That's right, it's the aura of sharpness. This aura of sharpness is too refined. As soon as they entered the Demon Suppressing Valley, the sharpness of their bodies was aroused, as if they were about to be sucked out.

"This is the edge of ancient swordsmanship!" Qi Tian said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that this town of magic valley was actually built by ancient swordsmen."

Yunfei sensed for a moment, and sighed: "Yes, every inch of the valley wall here, I can sense a trace of sword rhyme, even after endless years, it still hasn't completely faded away. What an amazing edge it has."

Afterwards, the two looked around, except for nearly half of the casual cultivators, they were the disciples of the three major underworld sects. Almost every one of them was shrouded in a layer of evil spirit. Their eyes were bright and divine, There are even some Daoists who have almost condensed the evil spirit around their bodies, their Dao consciousness overflows, and the aura they exude surprises Qi Tian, ​​and almost all of them are not much different from him.

There is not a single devil in this Demon Town Valley. Some Taoists sit cross-legged, absorbing spirit stones to restore their power, and some place some Tao materials, spirit stones or spirit pills in front of them, obviously in exchange It means that many Taoists linger in it and exchange for what they want.

Qi Tian looked outside the Demon Town Valley, the sky outside the valley was scarlet, it was almost raining blood, one after another ghost shadows flashed, and there was a haunting sound of magic.

The Zizhu sword was about to come out of its sheath on the back, Qi Tian barely restrained the restless sharpness, and said in a deep voice: "Enter the first floor, hunt the devil!" A recommendation ticket, during the new book period, I need everyone's support, if you don't have a collection, please collect it, ten steps will be updated to return!)

(End of this chapter)