Destiny’s Catalogue

In the vast desert, Tao Bantang took out a fist-sized piece of cyan-green bronze-like flesh and blood, and wanted to dedicate it to the white-clothed golden core monk. The grandmaster of the golden core did not call out to kill as soon as he came, but instead had a good attitude. Ask yourself and the others, how can you not know how to wink, and actively offer these seven gold jade owls. This article comes from

Anyway, over the past year or so, I have picked up a lot of corpses of the heavenly devil, a piece of blood and flesh of the seven-gold jasper owl of the Yinshen series, at most, it just makes my heartache, and it is not considered a pain.

I don’t know that Senior Jin Dan was used to repair his life flying sword, but his fist was not big enough, so Tao Bantang turned his head and looked at Yan Yutong, Li Tao and others. He was about to make them give out a little blood, otherwise it would annoy Senior Jin Dan. , Waiting for others will not escape a sword.

But at this moment, a hurricane seemed to blow from above the nine heavens, and all the cultivators present, including the white-clothed golden core master, staggered together. Those cultivators in the air entrainment period were even staggered by the wind. Scratched to the ground.

"What a great spiritual energy fluctuation! What a strong hurricane!" Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong and the other four spirit monks urged their true energy, and after finally standing firm, their hearts swept across this sigh.

Then they followed the direction of the wind blowing, covering their eyes with infuriating energy, looking up at the sky with difficulty.

At this sight, they were shocked and unspeakable. The yellow sand, strong winds, and space cracks within a thousand miles of the hurricane were all blown away and blown away. The river Qinghaiyan appeared bright and blue, and it was indeed a western famine. A rare sight in the land.

And in the blue sky, the white clouds and the windy air layer were also pierced through a thousand-mile-sized hole. One, two, three... all nine layers of air dissipated, making the distance ninth. There are several thousand li below the monks in the Gangqi layer. Can clearly see the dark night sky and shining stars. And the inexplicable things that come and go intermittently, in black, white and colorful colors.

These things fell extremely fast, and the monks below quickly understood what they were. Li Tao, who finally recovered his senses, said in amazement: "Bone thorn demon, unicorn demon dragon, colorful demon clam, and, all of them are Yinshen series!"

Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong, and Zou Hong all had blazing eyes, and they wished to **** most of the incomplete and small parts of the corpses of the demon.

The corpse of the heavenly demon in the front fell into the thick yellow sand of the vast sea. Although there were thousands of heads, they appeared to be sparse and sparsely distributed within a radius of one hundred li, and did not hit any monk.

"The swordsmanship of good life, good life and profound mystery is really the only thing I have seen in Luo Zizhan's life." A sighing, burning, yearning voice seemed to mutter to himself.

Tao Bantang and the others just remembered that there is also a senior Jindan master here, and from his self-proclaimed Luo Zizhan, he is one of the only two top-grade Jindan masters in San Xiu with the Mingxin Sword Luo Zizhan. , Ranked ninth on the list. So they and their disciples, before Luo Zizhan's permission, did not dare to move rashly, nor did they dare to take the corpses of those gods. Otherwise, it's not a joke to get a heart sword.

After waiting for a few breaths, the heavenly demons are still falling, looking thousands of times each time, and their cultivation bases are basically Yinshen progression, which makes it difficult for Yan Yutong and others to suppress their greed, and Zou Hong and Li Tao together. With his eyes, Tao Bantang asked for instructions from his predecessors.

Tao Bantang himself was too greedy and unbearable, so he forced his spirits and walked towards Luo Zizhan, who was dazzled and staring at the sky.

"Senior Luo, I don’t know where the swordsmanship you are talking about? Why didn’t the younger generation see it?" Although Tao Bantang wanted to directly mention the corpse of the heavenly devil, facing Master Jin Dan, he really lacked the courage, so he had to follow Luo Zizhan. Asked the words.

Luo Zizhan looked at the night sky and stars without blinking. The tone was like a dream muttering: "Looking at the trajectory of the stars in the night sky, how mysterious, even though it is too far away to feel the sword aura, I am sure that it is a peerless star-like sword technique! Or a sword formation!"

After being reminded by Luo Zizhan, Tao Bantang, Yan Yutong, Li Tao and other spiritual monks and their disciples all woke up. It is now noon, the sun is in the sky, where is the night! Where are the stars!

Could it be that as I and others have guessed, there are many Yin God Venerables who have set up sword formations and hunted the demons here?

So they raised their heads to look at the starry sky, watching the moving tracks of the bright stars, and immediately felt the indescribable mystery, which seemed to contain all kinds of mysterious laws of heaven and earth.

Regardless of whether it is the head of the soul stage or the disciple of the entrainment stage, although some of the reasons for embarking on the path of practice are not so pure, some fly camp and gougou do not have a clear direction for the future path, and some simply rely on it on weekdays. Cultivation to enjoy life...

But at this moment, facing this vast starry sky, facing this mysterious and unspeakable trajectory of stars, facing such profound and evolving laws of heaven and earth, they all fade away, leaving only the identity of a monk, and their hearts and minds sink into it. , No one spoke for a long time.

In particular, Tao Bantang, the head of the Iron Sword Sect, is himself a good swordsman. The true story of the martial art is also derived from the line of sword repair. The magic weapon of his life is also a flying sword. Therefore, like Luo Zizhan, he is hot, yearning, and intoxicated. Extricate yourself.

The stars are constantly moving and evolving. At first, the disciples could not bear it during the air-entraining period. They felt dizzy and swollen. Then they could not stand steady and fell to the ground. After waking up from that obsession, they felt swelling and painful heads, nausea and retching. .

Not long afterwards, it was difficult for the cultivators of the Soul Stage to continue watching. Watching the swordsmanship beyond their own realm was a great test for the Soul.

Tao Bantang and the other three smiled bitterly at each other, both excited and helpless. What was excited about seeing such a powerful sword formation, but the helplessness was that the cultivation was not enough and it was difficult to obtain more.

They only felt dizzy and tinnitus. They sat cross-legged with the disciples during the entrainment period to recover their minds. After a while, Luo Zizhan also sweated on his head, and it seemed difficult to hold on, but he gritted his teeth and looked at the starry sky with red eyes, reluctant to bear it. Leave a little bit.

After recovering for a while, the monks Tao Bantang, Zou Hong and their disciples began to look up at the starry sky again.

But at this time, suddenly the stars dissipated and the night sky faded. The horror and hideousness brought death, killing, and **** auras through thousands of miles of distance to oppress every monk present, making them all stunned, like a wooden sculpture. Frozen stared at the outside of the nine layers of qi.

A one-horned demon dragon almost ten thousand li in length, the scales of the dragon are all the size of a city; a huge star-like demon clam. Colorful bumps all over the body. Even though it is so far away, it makes people feel hideous and disgusting; an equally huge bone spur, with bone spurs like upright mountain peaks, behind them are countless heavenly demons densely packed like the ocean.

"Okay, what a powerful demon!" Even though the wood-carving monks were in a daze, they still sighed. The horror of these three demon has never been seen in their lives. What golden core masters, under their coercion, are like fireflies competing for the bright moon.

Following them, they exclaimed: "What is that?!" There seemed to be a white jade cloud floating on the nine-layer qi, and then a four-color almost chaotic sword light pierced the sky, and the night sky reappeared. The stars come again!

After the starry sky rose again, the breath of death, killing, and blood disappeared, and the monks recovered from the state of wood carving, but immediately after Zhou Tianxing, the huge starlight pillar filled thousands of miles. Go straight into the void.

Vastness, horror, magnificence, profound, powerful... the vocabulary passed through their hearts, but they all found it indescribable for this starlight pillar.

"Haha, another corpse of the heavenly devil has fallen." A qi-entraining disciple said stupidly, still not waking up from the shock.

But I heard his words. However, Luo Zizhan's pupils were dilated, and there was indeed a corpse of a heavenly demon falling, but compared to just a few thousand heads or a few thousand heads, the sky is now covered by flesh and blood and corpses, making it difficult to see the starlight pillars. . Those colorful **** waters, those dark **** waters, and those dense bone spurs, as if someone on top of it cut the embankment of the Tianhe River, causing the river to flow turbulently!

"Ha. This has been released. There are so many corpses of heavenly devil, at least hundreds of thousands! And they all seem to be of Yinshen series!" The starlight pillar was blocked, so Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong came to his senses. When Zou Hong, Li Tao and their disciples saw the scene in the sky, they immediately flashed this thought and became happy.

"So much blood. At least there is a large amount of water. If we are not monks, we will have to drown. There are still corpses piled up to the size of dozens or hundreds of mountains. If we are pressed underneath, It must become a meatloaf, ha ha, fortunately, we are monks, we can pass through the gap with light. "This is the second thought they flashed.

"Wait, the color of those **** waters?! It's from the colorful magic clam!! It's from the unicorn dragon! There are also some huge sharp bone spurs, from the bone spur demon! What if it is stained by that blood? Get hit by that bone spur. "This is the third thought they have flashed.

"Ten lives are not enough to die!!" This was the fourth thought they flashed through.

"Run!!" This is no longer just a flash of thought, some people simply shouted out, set up a variety of lights, and they were about to flee hundreds of miles away.

But they were a little late to react. Except for the four spirit stage cultivators, they still hope to escape the area covered by the corpse of the heavenly devil. Before the other cultivators could escape a few steps, they felt the blood, bone spurs, and corpses pressed hundreds of miles into the sky. .

Fortunately, a bright white sword light suddenly lit up, and just around it, it wrapped the dozens of monks in the air-entraining period, and then flew out as fast as a whirlwind.

As soon as they emerged from the corpse of the heavenly demon a hundred li, they heard the sound of blood and heavy objects falling behind them.

Yan Yutong wrapped herself in pink innocence, and outside was the dazzling robe that was quietly exchanged for the corpse of the heavenly devil.

She fully deployed her escape method and galloped. Not long after, seeing the white sword light stopped, the monks appeared, knowing that victory was in sight, and she was instantly rejoiced, but at this time, a few drops of colorful blood suddenly fell on her glare-dazzling robe. Let the glare suddenly dimmed.

She immediately knew that it was not good, used the secret technique of life-saving, and escaped light accelerated by 10%, and she could escape out, and then could not control escaped light and fell into the yellow sand.

Before she could get up, she made a decisive decision and threw the dazzling robe far away.

The two-layered dazzling robes forbidden by Tiangang turned into a pool of seven-colored pus after one breath, and the pus poisoned the yellow sand, drilling down a pit several feet deep.

Looking at the big hole in the yellow sand, Yan Yutong's face immediately turned pale and ugly, and the sweat beaded on his forehead kept slipping.