Xiuxian sect system

Chapter 265 Black Prison
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Carefully feel the surrounding aura fluctuations, the violent thunder power, and the terrifying aura fluctuations. As Yu Ling, who has the same blood as Yu Meng, he can understand at a glance that this is the trace of the extreme state. Come to think of it, Yu Meng in the later stage of foundation establishment , being able to injure Liu Chong, the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, without injury, presumably has something to do with the extreme realm.

"It seems that everything he told Xuanmo in the cloth ball aroused my sister's extreme state." With Yuling's IQ, he easily deduced the reason for the appearance of the extreme state.

But first, when he was not thinking, listening to what Yu Meng said, only about [-] breaths of time was enough for him, there was no extra time to waste, when he heard Yu Meng's command, he rushed out without hesitation or even nodding, The Time Sword that had been floating beside him split.

"Take a picture of the moon".

Bu Yue took a picture, and as soon as he came out, the sword shadows were chaotic, and in an instant, several people died in Yu Ling's hands without any ability to resist. When the sword was released, it was massacred, and when the sword was released, many monks from the Hundred Ghosts Sect into chaos.

"Run!", someone in the Hundred Ghosts Sect yelled, causing a riot immediately, and many monks began to flee in all directions, but the speed of the cotton cloud can only allow the monks in the Qi training period to have the ability to fly, and it consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Less, and speed is the short board of this cotton cloud.

Their speed is even less than half of that of the Foundation Establishment cultivator flying in the air. How could they fly out of Yuling's palm? Plus, under a step-by-step photo, they have nearly double the speed bonus. Wanting to run is almost a dream. In less than a swipe, nearly half of the cultivators fell into the shadow of chaotic swords.

"Yunmeng, give me a good time, don't continue to slaughter them, it's all my fault, and no one will bear it." Liu Chong looked at the surrounding monks with red eyes, and every time a monk fell, it was like Take a knife out of your own heart.

"Hehe, haha", Yu Meng looked up to the sky and laughed without any image, like a female devil, admiring the killing around her, the laughter stopped abruptly, she looked at Liu Chong with cold eyes, and made him feel a chill in his heart: "As One of the best foundation-building sects in Weiguo, if you say that these are the full strength of your Baiguimen, I will never believe it, but it seems that it should be the core strength. If you kill them all, it will make you feel more uncomfortable than letting you die ".

What is the scariest thing is not to let people die, but to deprive a person of everything, power, rights, reputation, etc., and let him experience the most terrifying psychological torture in the world.

"Don't go too far!" Liu Chong roared with a livid face, and jumped up at the same time. The hundred thousand soul banners above the peak trembled, and finally fell into Liu Chong's hands under the attraction of spiritual energy.

But the Hundred Thousand Soul Banner has lost all the ghosts, no lethality, only two functions, one is to swing a stick, and the other...

"Go to hell, explode" means self-explosion. The moment Liu Chong approached Yumeng, he gave a low shout of "explosion", and the soul pendant flashed yellow halo. It looks like it is on the verge of explosion, maybe in the next second, it will explode by itself, and you can tell that he is going to perish with Yu Meng
"Hmph, Liu Chong, you really underestimated me." A sneer flashed across the corner of Yu Meng's mouth, her black hair instantly turned into purple hair, her icy eyes seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and her purple pupils flashed by, unsuspecting, Liu Chong met his gaze, and suddenly his eyes were lost. This is not over, the self-destruction of a hundred thousand soul banners is not over.

The purple mist floated out behind him, directly wrapping the hundred thousand soul flags tightly. After a while, the self-explosive energy disappeared, the fluttering silk was loosened, and the soul flags floated in the air intact, and were taken into Yumeng's arms. , with a trace of thunder force between his fingers, he tapped out slowly and landed directly on Liu Chong's abdomen.

"Ah!!!" A cry of pain spread throughout the mountains.

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Yan State Tianxuan County, Dongyue City, in the Xianjia Inn.

Yu Ling was alone in a guest room, sitting in front of the tea table, playing with a stone the size of a fingernail in his hand, exuding a strong aura, if it wasn't for the extremely dark color, otherwise it would definitely be mistaken for a top-quality spirit stone, this is exactly what Yu Meng accomplished. The reward you get after the mission is an obsidian.

Obsidian, one of the refining materials, can be embedded in magic weapons, giving magic weapons the ability to absorb the opponent's aura. For Dharma monks, the amount of aura is the most guaranteed item. They are different from other monks. Aura is equivalent to life, so , every Dharma cultivator has a terrifying amount of aura in his body.

In this world, apart from Yunmeng Xianzong possessing the orthodox Dharma power, other sects did not separate their sect status, which also led to a gap between their strength and that of Yuling and other traversers. This is why they and others are building In the later stage of the foundation, it has the strength to fight against the foundation establishment Dzogchen.

Therefore, for the orthodox Taoist monk Yunmeng Xianzong, the most lacking is aura, and the most indispensable thing is aura. However, the lightning spell is the fastest among the five spirit spells, but the consumption of spells is medium. This Yumeng spell did not consume much, so the obsidian fell into Yuling's hands.

When it comes to aura, monks who cultivate the way of magic, swordsmanship, physical martial arts, and spiritual masters are the most scarce, and they are martial arts and swordsmen. Most of their skills consume half of the aura, and the other generally consumes energy. , so the upper limit of aura is not as high as that of immortal cultivators and imperial spirit cultivators.

From this, some spells were cast, and some high-level spells were cast, and the aura would be overdrawn in a short while. Therefore, for Yu Meng, Yu Ling needed obsidian even more, so he gave him the obsidian.

"Obsidian can fetch hundreds of thousands, or even millions, at the auction house. The price is no less than a piece of Zhiyang Xuantie. I didn't expect it to be such a small stone." Xuan Binghan Tie Yuling had seen , Zhiyang Xuantie has also seen it before, but this is the first time he has seen obsidian, pouted, and put the obsidian in his hand into the storage bag.

By the way, he took out a piece of fur from the storage bag, and the Sword of Time flew out behind him, floating quietly in front of him. It was the Sword Spirit of Time, but Yu Ling turned a blind eye to it and focused on the sword instead.

Wipe the fur gently, and after a while, the humanized little face of Time Sword Spirit turns red like an apple, delicious and pleasant, full of lust, at a glance, any person with normal sexual orientation can't help but take a bite, even if There are quite a few women, and it is estimated that they can't stand such **.

Sword spirits are swords. Yu Ling wipes the sword body, just like touching the body of sword spirits. It is no wonder that sword spirits will be in such a state, but ordinary sword spirits will never be so sensitive, and will not appear blushing symptoms. It also shows her specialness.

Under torture and enjoyment, the wiping was finally over. Before Yu Ling could open his mouth, the Sword Spirit of Years of Time turned into a streak of pink light and penetrated into the body of the sword. Yu Ling slowly put the Sword of Years into the scabbard behind him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised , showing a charming smile, and said softly: "Since you are here, then come out."

The black figure broke through the window, and respectfully knelt on one knee behind Yu Ling.

"Black prison 27, meet sir".

"Black Prison!? Humph, the fourth prince asked you to come, but what instructions do you have?" Yu Ling snorted coldly, without looking back at the so-called member of the Black Prison, and sipping tea for himself gracefully, enjoying a sip.

"Mr." Hei Prison Seventeen stood up, took out a Lingjian from his arms, and respectfully handed it to Yu Ling.

Yu Ling casually glanced at it, waved his arm, and the Ling Jian flew into Yu Ling's hands, and his spiritual sense penetrated into it. Soon, he opened his eyes, and the Ling Jian in his hand froze into ice and shattered into slag. After that, I'll take a look, and you go back and report back."

"Yes", Hei Prison Seventeen bowed respectfully, jumped up, and flew out of the window, as if nothing had happened, leaving Yuling sitting at the table alone, enjoying the taste of spiritual tea, and lightly placed the tea on the table , the corner of the mouth slightly raised, "I haven't participated in the fair for a long time, this time I want to see what good things will be there."

"Bang" "Brother, brother, go out with me for a stroll", Xuan Mo pushed open the door, and flew into Yu Ling's arms like a cannonball, almost making him accidentally fall back to the ground, he petted Xuan Mo backed his back and said dotingly: "Okay, we should also buy some clothes for our little princess, magic weapons and the like, where is Miss Meng?".

(End of this chapter)