I can get stronger by picking up

Chapter 199 One Sword

"The environment of the world has changed drastically, and monks have to change along with it. After all, for thousands of years, even a great monk with peerless talent and the ability to shatter the void and fly away has no ability to change the declining vitality in the world, just like martial arts. If you are poor, you will change and you will be able to change. Contemporary monks are not only able to cast spells, but also integrate their own true essence into the battle."

Wu San's expression froze for a moment: "Have you changed your job from Faye to Magic Swordsman?"

Jiang Cheng: "... You can understand it this way. From a certain point of view, it is true. After all, the vitality of heaven and earth in the secret realm of the cave is so small. Once the powerful Daojue handed down from ancient times is used, it is like a person like Changqing Taoist. , under the use of a powerful Dao Jue, the vitality of the world in the entire cave will be directly drained.

Although the energy sources in the secret realm of the cave continue to produce the vitality of the world, but it can't stand doing it like this! "

Wang Teng suddenly thought: "On the way of martial arts, if someone continues the journey, is it not much different from this monk?"

Hearing the words, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but look at Wang Teng with a puzzled expression, and was a little dumbfounded: "Who knows, even those martial saints who are at the peak of the extreme way are constantly groping for a way forward."

Wu San couldn't help but speak.

"That's because the imagination of those old antiques is too lacking. If I set foot on the top of the martial arts, all kinds of whimsical ideas such as the information explosion on the modern social network have already existed. If I were, I would definitely be able to continue!"

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't answer. After all, he didn't practice enough for a long time, and he wanted to go online to read some pseudo-civil science, blowing theories in online novels, and then spend time to prove whether this whimsical idea is feasible.

Not enough time to break the two halves!

And in the vast soil, the Changqing Taoist couldn't help but frowned when he saw the blood dragon that was devouring him in front of him, and his eyes lit up, and there was actually a dao pattern emerging in the pupils.

Dao opened his mouth, and a sword pill flew out of the air, and then quickly expanded, turning into a simple three-foot green blade in his hand.

I saw him pick up his long sword, and a blue light swayed from the sword body.

"Dongming Pure Sword Art!"

Dao Changqing whispered in his mouth, turned the long sword in his hand, raised his foot and stepped out, and the man shot out like an arrow off the string, rushing towards the blood dragon.

As the true essence swelled, the immeasurable vitality of heaven and earth was quickly condensed on the long sword, and turned into a sword light hundreds of meters in length and breadth that soared up.

The sword light is like a horse, and it cuts down on the blood dragon in the air.

Under this sharp and sharp sword aura, the blood dragon was sliced ​​open like tofu, and the sword aura kept cutting directly at the general holding a long spear.

Feeling the crisis of life and death, the gun-wielding general roared in his mouth, his spear was like a dragon, and a little cold light went towards the sword energy.

After pausing for less than half a second, the sword light was suppressed without hesitation.

Boom!

Like a thunderclap exploding, a deep gully appeared on the ground under Changqing Taoist's sword, and the general, under this sword, had already turned into flying ash.

It really is the sword energy that spans [-] miles, and the cold light of the sword reaches Kyushu.

Seeing this scene, Wang Teng couldn't help but gasped. Although the gun-wielding general was not as strong as Shen Wen, the difference was almost the same, not much difference.

In this way, the person who was only close to challenging the Martial Saint was killed by Taoist Changqing with a single sword.

"Is this the cultivator of the alchemy realm?"

Wang Teng spoke softly, with an extremely complicated tone.

Jiang Cheng saw it in his eyes, how could he not know what he was thinking in his heart, and said hesitantly: "The soul and vitality of the monks in the alchemy realm embrace and blend together, the body and spirit are one, the dragon and the tiger meet, and the nine returns and seven returns are formed." A golden elixir, that is, the golden elixir state in those online novels.

Even if it is placed among the monks, it is still a real person. This is an old antique who has lived in Longhushan since the end of the Qing Dynasty. "

Wu San asked curiously: "Master Jiangmen, you know a lot, how are the realms among monks divided?"

This problem is not just Wu San's problem, none of the warriors present don't want to know these mysteries, and who would have the spare time to talk about these things on weekdays.

Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him without blinking, Jiang Cheng twirled his beard, and was about to explain, when a sound of gold and iron colliding and colliding suddenly broke out in the vast earth.

Clang!

But I saw that Marshal Li Si, who was in the Yuhuashen Dynasty, rode a beast and flew through the void, volleyed in the air and clashed with Taoist Changqing with a sword roar, wanting to get close to fight with Taoist Changqing.

That Li Si's speed is extremely fast, or the speed of the beast riding under his crotch is so fast that it almost breaks through the air in the blink of an eye, and explodes in an instant, almost forming a shooting star wrapped in flames, whose speed is at least as high as more than four times the speed of sound.

call out!
The sharp whistling sound resounded throughout the world.

Taoist Changqing was not in a hurry about this, he pinched the dharma art in his hand, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, or the vitality of blood evil, was stimulated by the combination of dharma art, true energy and spiritual thoughts, and it was actually solidified quickly.

In an instant, Li Si, who rushed into the 300-meter range of Changqing Taoist, suddenly stagnated. With Changqing Taoist as the center, the 300-meter radius was forcibly disturbed, frozen, and stranded by him.

Jiang Cheng, who was paying attention, couldn't help but said: "This is the most common method used by monks to deal with us warriors, stagnation decision, although in reality it can only spread out within a range of less than three meters with true energy, but it is enough for warriors to drink a pot. As for the alchemy cultivators like Taoist Changqing, they can spread out a distance of 30 meters under the full force of their true energy."

Wu San tsk-tsk: "This kind of stagnant field, I'm afraid even if it is a hot weapon, it can't be used?"

"No way?" Jiang Cheng chuckled, "Maybe bullets won't work, but today's medium-to-heavy rockets and missiles start to explode at a range of 50 meters."

The silent, skinny middle-aged Taoist from Longhu Mountain who stood beside him couldn't help but nodded slightly when he heard Jiang Cheng's words.

"It's not like in the past, if you can't recognize yourself, even if you have magical powers like Senior Brother Changqing in reality..."

There was a smile on the corner of the middle-aged Taoist's mouth: "Being bombed by the most cutting-edge weapons of modern technology, I don't know if I can last for three hours. Well, if I can cast the shape-changing spell, I can escape my life.

After all, we also have times when we are exhausted, unless senior brother Changqing goes one step further and steps into the virtual realm, we should ignore any technological means today. "

Then, he shook his head slightly and said, "Don't think us monks are too supernatural, we are just human beings just like you."

As he spoke, the Taoist stepped into the ancient battlefield, took out seven folded Taoist flags from his sleeves, and threw them into the air in the vast expanse of land. He was pulling them with the spell in his hand, and he muttered something. These seven Taoist flags were drawn by invisible forces, according to the Driving on a strange trajectory, after reaching the predetermined position, it was actually introduced into the void.

(End of this chapter)