Can Scientific Cultivators Penetrate into the Second Dimension

"Spit", spit out bloody spittle, Sun Zuotian got up from the ground and touched his back, the warm touch of blood actually made him more excited.

"I want to see how much better your cloud sword is compared to my He Guizong!"

"Not ashamed to speak."

The old man was Du Sheng, who was staring at Sun Zuotian indifferently at the moment, but his heart was far from being so calm on the surface, more precisely, he was terrified.

Although the matter was urgent, he really did use his full strength for the sword just now, not to mention flesh and blood, even a one-meter-thick [-]-forged steel can easily penetrate, but what did he see just now?

The Fenyun sword managed to pierce the aura on the outside of his body, but when he thought he could drive straight in, he bumped into the skin that was harder than the spirit steel, so that the sword barely scratched the skin.

Looking at the appearance of the disciple of He Guizong who was less than twenty, and thinking of his dying age, all kinds of complicated emotions rushed into Du Tian's heart, and finally all turned into deep killing intent.

"He Guizong, He Guizong... whoever seizes a land to support your family, will be punished by God for such behavior sooner or later!"

"Old ghost, are you begging God if you can't beat it?"

"...Feng'er, leave, go as far as possible, don't step into this south of the river again."

"Father-"

Seeing Du Sheng's expression of extreme indifference, Du Rufeng, who just came back to his senses, swallowed the second half of his sentence, and fled to the outside in a panic, while behind him was already filled with violent fist pressure and chilling sword light.

……

escape

escape

escape

escape as far as possible

——With this remaining thought in mind, Du Ru fled to the outside without looking back. He didn't understand where these unimaginably powerful cultivators came from, and why they wanted to deal with the Du family. He only knew The Du family is over.

"No, it's not over... I'm still alive, as long as I'm alive—"

"Isn't this Mr. Du? Why are you in such a mess."

A drake-like piercing voice sounded in front of him, and he could not move forward even half of his steps. Du Rufeng raised his head and looked at this person blankly—he felt that he should remember him, but he didn't know why. Can't remember each other, it's like... like...

"Hey, Mr. Du, don't even think about it, you can't think of anything if you want to break your head... Look, isn't your head broken right now?"

The dark red blood slid down the corner of his forehead, and at the last moment when his eyes became dark, Du Rufeng remembered who he was: it was a guest minister he had invited from Xinguo three years ago.

52. Resurrection from the Dead 4000 Recommendations

"It's a pity that I lost a blood meal."

Looking at the motionless corpse under his feet, Drake licked his lips with a voice, and then turned his eyes to the field in the distance where vibrations and explosions sounded one after another. He was obviously the only one but it seemed like someone was talking to him.

"Only Du Sheng can barely watch this Du family, but it won't last long."

"I remember that technique..."Tianjin Suppressing Prison Law", but its power is not so great."

"Using a talisman? That's right, let the old ghost of the Du family use up his remaining heat, and we can go out and clean up later."

"Those two eighth-level qi practitioners? They've been chopped off a long time ago. The few disciples from the Hegui Sect are not bad. The female cultivator uses the method of "Qing Rong Jue Mu Kung Fu", especially the one who uses the sword. Be careful..."

"Then I would like to thank Your Excellency for your compliment."

Accompanied by the hearty voice, the cyan sword light cut through the dust, and Shen Ao, dressed in blue, stepped out of it, combined with the collapsed ruins around him, he became even more imposing.

"I don't know where your Excellency came from, and why are you so familiar with my He Guizong's exercises?"

Looking at the monk in front of him, the smirk on Drake's voice slowly subsided: "I'll ask you this question when you go down."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow climbed up from under Shen Ao's feet, and from behind him, he stretched out sharp claws like five daggers to grab Shen Ao's throat, but before that, he was engulfed by the expanding blue aura .

Afterwards, the aura didn't dissipate, and the blue river turned slowly around Shen Ao's body.

But he didn't know that the voice of the duck saw this scene, but his expression changed drastically. As he stepped back quickly, he let out a distorted scream: "Tianhe sword——!"

It's just that the movement stopped in the next second, and he looked at the blue river around Shen Ao in surprise: "No, it's not Tianhe sword."

"Although there are only two or three parts of the Tianhe sword, it's perfect to use this 'little Tianhe sword' to deal with a young man like you who hides his head and shows his tail."

"...Junior, you are courting death!"

The subsequent battle turned into the opposite half of the beginning. If the three inner sects attacked the Du family at the beginning was synonymous with brutality, then Shen Ao, who was fighting with the "Little Tianhe Sword" at this moment, would carry it out gracefully to the end. .

Surrounding Shen Ao's body for about ten feet, the illusory "river" composed of spiritual power combined with spiritual energy flows slowly, easily blocking all attacks from the drake's voice to the outside, and every time the "river" rises and falls, it touches Everything is smashed and destroyed, even if the voice of the duck is trying to avoid it, there are still long or short deep sword marks on his body, and when he wants to escape, he will be forced back by the "river water" scattered in the air.

This stalemate lasted for more than 3 minutes. As the "river" compressed the escape space of the duck's voice to zero, the latter completely disappeared into the blue "river" after letting out an unwilling scream.

Using the Qingling Sword to retrieve the items on the male duck throat, Shen Ao let out a long sigh of relief, and turned to look at Su Qingmiao who was smiling sideways: "Junior Sister has also solved it."

Nodding, Su Qingmiao stood beside Shen Ao, looked at the dead body with a voice that was beyond recognition, and said softly: "There is a 'Heavenly Wenzhen Banner' suppressing these evil cultivators, but it is Senior Brother Shen Ao who can easily Defeating such a powerful enemy with strange means, it seems that the first place in the next inner sect competition must be in the bag of the senior brother."

"It's too early to say that."

Throwing two heads, one old and one young, to the ground, Sun Zuotian, who was full of scars, snorted: "There are still four years, maybe I will break through someday."

Glancing at Sun Zuotian, Su Qingmiao didn't say anything, but Shen Ao showed a wry smile: "Building a foundation is not an easy task, it would be great if Junior Brother has confidence, but we still have to be cautious."

Seeing that Sun Zuotian was still indifferent, Shen Ao didn't say anything anymore, but began to worry about the surrounding outer disciples while driving the magic weapon, including Lin Xiu who had witnessed most of the battle.

5 minute later.

"This time the affairs of the Du family are over. You can go back to the sect to collect your rewards. I plan to go back to... home and not go with my brothers and sisters."

"I'll go with Senior Brother Shen Ao."

"Sister Su..."

"Call me Qingmiao."

With some embarrassment, Shen Ao finally nodded in response: "Okay."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lin Xiu. Before the other party could speak, Lin Xiu said, "I also have something to go to Chongguo, so I won't go with senior brother."

"Really, it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see the 'Ziqing Double Swords' of the younger brother."

With a look of regret, Shen Ao said: "In that case, then I will see you after returning to the sect."

Afterwards, as the two leaders Shen Ao and Su Qingmiao left first, Sun Zuotian left on his own without paying attention to anyone, and the remaining outer disciples communicated in twos and threes for a while, and then went back to each house to find their mothers...cough Cough, just kidding.

During the period, a senior sister asked Lin Xiu if he needed a "Shunfeng Magical Artifact", but Lin Xiu found a reason to refuse without saying anything, and left with the magic weapon.

After watching the brothers and sisters go away, Lin Xiu glanced at Dongping Mountain not far away, and then moved towards Chongguo, leaving behind the messy ruins.

……

midnight.

At the foot of Dongping Mountain, the ruins of Tianzi Pavilion.

Accompanied by rustling movements, a vague shadow "flowed" out from under the ruins, slowly extending and penetrating along the cold corpse.

"Boom-"

The heart that had been dead for most of the day started beating again in a way that went against common sense, and then slowly accelerated.

Three minutes later, the deceased "Du Rufeng" got up while supporting the cold ground, while complaining: "Hiss... As expected of He Guizong's Zhenzong swordsmanship, although it is only two or three points of the essence of the Tianhe sword, but this is endless." , the sword intent of 'Living and Living' is still extremely troublesome."

What responded to him was another aging voice: "You can be content with it. My body was beaten to death by eighteen punches from the "Tianjin Suppressing Prison Law". I don't want to recover without a hundred and eighty blood food."

When the owner of the voice was exposed to the moonlight, it was Du Tian, ​​the great elder of the Du family who was smashed to pieces by Sun Zuotian during the day, but at this moment, this "corpse" that was physically unable to survive, But standing there alive like Du Rufeng.

"Although the loss is quite large, at least I got the information of the three inner sects of He Guizong. After going back this time, at least three thousand blood food will be used to make up for it."

In the middle of the night, the two dead people communicate with each other as if they were alive. This scene is enough to make any normal person shudder, and even those who are less timid may be scared to death directly. The dead and the dead fled, and the mortals on the outskirts, who were clinging to or serving as slaves, had already fled. Naturally, no one saw this scene... Yes, there are no "people".

"despair"

The sound of crisp footsteps interrupted the words of the two "dead", and as the two turned their heads in unison, a purple-haired girl holding a long sword appeared in front of them.

"what is this?"

"puppet?"

53 - The sword goes out three feet!

"despair"

The sound of crisp footsteps interrupted the words of the two "dead", and as the two turned their heads in unison, a purple-haired girl holding a long sword appeared in front of them.

"what is this?"

"puppet?"

Should it be called "evil cultivator"?If it was a casual cultivator, after seeing Keqing, she would definitely not be able to easily notice that she was different from ordinary people, but these two people were able to spot the biggest abnormality in Keqing at a glance: no breath of the living.

The face of "Du Rufeng" who realized that there was a third party around him changed, and "Du Tian" beside him backed away and disappeared into the night without any communication.

The girl allowed the two of them to move without saying a word.

"I don't know which comrade made a joke. It's not funny to move a puppet out in the middle of the night to scare people."

"Compared to being scary, it is naturally far inferior to the two."

Stepping out from behind Keqing, she looked at "Du Rufeng" Lin Xiu in front of her with a heavy heart.

Not because of his "resurrection from the dead", nor his terrifying appearance in the night, but because of their "number" and the feeling of deja vu...

- five.

Same as the Five Gods Temple, including the three who were beheaded by the three inner disciples during the day, plus the two in front of you, a total of five.

At the same time, "Du Tian" who had originally disappeared also reappeared, with a sinister expression on his swollen and blood-stained face: "How many people did you think you brought here, and you, a sixth-level qi practitioner, came to die?"

Having said that, neither "Du Tian" nor "Du Rufeng" acted rashly.

Lin Xiu exhaled lightly: "I'm not the only one."

Under the vigilant gaze of the two, the third person - a girl with blond hair appeared in another direction.

Looking at Ying, who was as lifeless as Ke Qing, the expressions of the two of them gradually changed from vigilance to irony: "Okay, one qi training level six plus two puppets, what do you want to do, my lord monk?"

After confirming that there was no "fourth" around, Du Rufeng and Du Tian grinned and drove their mana, and immediately two waves of aura that surpassed Lin Xiu's by a large margin swept around and spread.

Not surprisingly, they all had the same cultivation level as those three people during the day: the nine levels of qi training were perfect.

It was also after catching the same aura from them that the last trace of doubt in Lin Xiu's heart was also dispelled.