Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 591

The place where Song Qing was at this time was a karst cave, colorful and radiant, with stalactites and stalagmites layered on top of each other, and in it, an underground river trickled.

Such a scene is just a blessed place, but there is only one thing missing here... that is spiritual energy!
Aura is indispensable for monks to practice. Although the scenery here is beautiful, it does not have this aura, which is really a fly in the ointment.

But Song Qing didn't care, he knew that even if there was no aura here, it was not impossible for him to be suitable for cultivators in a short period of time after the acquired transformation.

I saw Song Qing patted the storage bag, then waved his big sleeve, a blue light was released, and then the surroundings suddenly shone with colorful colors, and gradually a spiritual energy diffused out.

If you look closely, there are all spirit stones around him, with different attributes, some are middle-grade, some are high-grade, but most of them are low-grade spirit stones... that is, because these spirit stones unconsciously emit spirit energy, making people This place, which had no aura at all, suddenly took on a new look, full of aura.

"So... that's fine, I'll just wait here for Tianlang to wake up."

Song Qing looked around, clapped his hands in satisfaction, and said with a smile, then sat cross-legged on the spot, holding the sword formula with both hands, and began to practice.

And when Song Qing began to practice here, outside, the demon cultivators of the nine demon royal families gradually came to the edge of the blood sea cultivation world.

However, compared to the past, the first of the nine demon royal families who came here this time turned out to be the leader of the nine demon royal families who hadn't been dispatched for a long time, Dragon Palace.

All of a sudden, all the demon cultivators at home and abroad gathered on a pilgrimage to where the demon cultivators were in the Dragon Palace.

Among them, there are many demon cultivators who have a certain bloodline of Dragon Palace. They know that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Not far from the edge of the Blood Sea of ​​Cultivation Realm, under the deep seabed, a crystal palace has been built, and on the periphery of this crystal palace, there are almost all the demon cultivators in the entire Blood Sea of ​​Comprehension Realm, and they all have burning eyes Looking at the Crystal Palace not far away, expecting to be called by the next one.

These demon cultivators are demon cultivators who come to the "Dragon Palace" for pilgrimage. In fact, this "Dragon Palace" is not the real Dragon Palace, but the people of the Dragon Palace imitated the Dragon Palace.

Although it is just a copy, it is also very rare. If outsiders say that the Dragon Palace was directly moved here, no one will believe it.

And such a huge cost of construction, Dragon Palace has not come here for nearly ten thousand years, and every time like this, the people of Dragon Palace must have participated in the battle with all their strength, how can this time be an exception? !
"The Pixiu family, Huafang Town."

A voice came out from the Crystal Palace. Although it was extremely plain, it contained a different kind of coercion, which made the hearts of all the demon cultivators tremble, and only the demon cultivators who were called would burst into ecstasy.

"Yes!"

Outside the Crystal Palace, there was a voice of reply, followed by a long roar of joy, and a blue figure sitting cross-legged stood up, twisted his figure, and suddenly the blue light shone brightly, turning into a beast shadow, it was the ancient mythical beast Pixiu, one of the nine sons of the dragon.

This pixiu turned into a green light, and regardless of the envious gazes of all the demon cultivators, he shot straight towards the Crystal Palace and didn't stop until he reached the Crystal Palace.

He shook his body, as if to shake off the unclean dust on his body, and then walked into the Crystal Palace one by one, which seemed to be somewhat respectful.

In the depths of the Crystal Palace, there is a large hall. All the facilities here are like the Dragon Palace, except that the dragon seat in the Dragon Palace cannot be moved here. Instead, it is replaced by a current throne. White, representing the power second only to Qing Luo, the lord of the Dragon Palace who sits on the Dragon Throne of the Dragon Palace.

"You are Huafang Town of the Paixiu family. I don't seem to have heard of this family in the lower realm. Where did you come from?"

A slightly majestic voice came, and the people on the throne were surrounded by blue mist, even with Huafangcho's cultivation, they couldn't see it clearly.

But if Song Qing is here, just from the voice, the owner of this voice can be recognized, and it is the son of the Dragon Palace Palace Master, Qing Gui.

In this battle between immortals and demons, Qing Luo, the lord of the Dragon Palace, did not come, but let Qing Gui come to command, which meant training, and Qing Gui was not the original Nascent Soul Late Stage at this time, but the early stage of Transformation God up.

The Dragon Palace is different from the major immortal sects in the East China Sea. Only those who have reached the state of transforming gods can be qualified to inherit the position of palace master, otherwise, it is not enough to convince the public.

"It is true that I am not a person from the mortal realm, but from the upper realm. Just because I offended my enemies in the upper realm, and fell to the mortal realm during another duel, but that person will not be much better. I was caught by the space vortex, but I don't know where I was caught."

Huafucho shook his figure, turned into a human form again, bowed his hands respectfully to Qing Gui, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Then your cultivation is not limited to the late Yuanying stage?" Qing Gui nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and asked again.

"It's indeed the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but as long as I have the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure, I can still return to the peak of the Nascent Soul, and what's more, I can return to the state of transformation."

Regarding his own situation, Huafucho did not hide the slightest bit, and said with sparkle in his eyes: "I was originally an immortal, but when I was in a duel with my enemy, I was seriously injured, and later I was swept up by the space vortex. for falling."

"Well, if you are not at the level of immortals, I am afraid it is impossible to break the space."

Qing Gui said thoughtfully: "How about this, you stay here first, and tell me about the fairy world, and when the war starts later, if you make great achievements, I will reward you with a spirit treasure, how about it? "

"Young Palace Master, why don't you ask who my enemy is?" Huafang Ding asked, clasping his hands.

"Haha, why are my dragons afraid of this? I summoned you just to see that you have blood in your body that is very close to my dragon's blood!"

Qing Gui stood up suddenly, and laughed wildly. After laughing, he fixedly looked at Huafang Town, and said proudly:

"No matter what kind of immortal your enemy is, he is just a dog in the water at this time. If he dares to provoke my Dragon Clan, he will be close to death, do you understand?" This sentence is not only Qing Gui's guarantee to Huafang Town, but also Qing Gui A knock on Kahocho.

No matter who you were before, but now you are working under this seat, you must restrain yourself, otherwise... hum...

Shi Guanggou, in the blink of an eye, another half a month later, on a deserted island around Kunpeng Xiancheng, a pair of monks suddenly came. They checked the surrounding situation, then meditated on the spot and recovered.

And below them, there is a karst cave, which is different from the outside, there is no trace of aura, you need to hold a spirit stone to recover, there is even a trace of aura wandering.

And in this place where the aura is the densest, Song Qing is sitting cross-legged.

(End of this chapter)