Scum of the Cultivation World

Stepping on the sword hung in the air, his face was fierce, and there were cold light photos everywhere around. He danced all over the sky. After jumping thousands of worries moved in the air, there were nearly a hundred cold rays that would not leave him. His limbs moved slightly, and the shadow of the sword in the sky was a commotion. If he was neither here nor there, it was all in his mind, and his momentum was extraordinaryFeng xiangtian in the attic suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "if I remember correctly, there seems to be a set of sword formula called 'Guiyuan sword formula' in the Sutra Pavilion. The higher the cultivation is, the more flying swords will be controlled. It should be this set of magic formula to practice yueqianchou."

Ou Sihai nodded beside him, shook his head and said, "Guiyuan sword formula doesn't seem to be so fast and powerful. Otherwise, there would have been many disciples practicing."

Feng xiangtian's eyes flashed bright, and he pondered, "I'm afraid it was improved by him. If so, this cultivation talent of leaping thousands of worries is really extraordinary."

Ou Sihai frowned and said nothing more. Did he not believe what the leader said and improve the cultivation method? Are you kidding? If the person who is most familiar with a set of Dharma formulas is the founder of Dharma formulas, how can other people who practice this dharma formula change it? Unless he is not afraid of death, he is not afraid of being possessed by evilIn fact, Feng xiangtian and Ou Sihai were right, but the latter didn't know that when Yue Qianchou modified this set of sword formula, he almost got possessed many times, but when his body was damaged or about to collapse, the golden bead in his body played its miraculous effect, constantly repairing and maintaining his body, which made Yue Qianchou, who didn't know the heaven and earth, change this set of Guiyuan sword formula into his own unique sword formula, As for his cultivation talent, it should have little to do with itAll the people he Yue Qianchou knew were stunned. They couldn't figure out how many secrets this guy had. In short, once it was done, the gimmick was very eye-catchingJust when everyone was guessing what he was going to do. Yue Qianchou stretched out his two fingers and drew two circles in the void. He saw that nearly 100 flying swords were divided into two along his gesture, forming two sword circles with heads and tails behind him, which fell in the eyes of the people around him, as if two glowing wings grew behind himThe disciple hiding in the Vajra mask below panicked again. Although a few broken Gang talismans didn't hurt him just now, they also blew his blood and gas churning. He was so uncomfortable that he finally recovered. Depending on the situation, the guy in the air will make some moths, which is related to his own life. It's strange not to be afraid. The mask that protected him became golden again"Disease!" Yue Qianchou pointed at the bottom and drank. The two swords behind him suddenly broke their heads, pulled out two long dragons left and right, and pounced on the golden egg below. Immediately, a series of jingle jingle jingle rang continuouslyWith the sound, Yue Qianchou drove his fingers and circled again. He saw two stegosaurs circling in two circles again, connecting and constantly hitting the golden eggs in the way of weekly operation, and the rapid and sharp cross sound sounded immediately. This scene fell into the eyes of the public, as if the two wings of Yue Qianchou had grown to the golden eggs belowSuddenly, Yue Qianchou pointed to the heavy point below, and the two high-speed sword circles immediately became faster and turned into two lights and shadows. The sound of the impact was no longer rapid, but the continuous sharp and harsh sound. After listening to it for a while, the people around felt a burst of boredom in their chest and a feeling of panic. They immediately used their skills to resistYue Qianchou looked down and showed an expression of immortality. He grabbed a handful of air and stuffed it in his mouth, damn it! If I spend time with you today, I don't believe that this tortoise shell can protect you for a lifetimeEveryone also saw that he wanted to fight a long war, but the noise was really disturbing and uncomfortable. But everyone didn't know that the disciple in the light mask was thousands of times worse than the others. The sharp soul piercing voice was in his ear. He couldn't hide if he wanted to, so he had to sit cross legged and fight hardElder mo of the refining Pavilion in the attic was stunned and said, "Lao Guan, what is your apprentice doing?" Guan Weiwu glanced back at him, thinking, you ask me, who am I going to ask?

After a while, Mo Changlao suddenly exclaimed, "no, look at the disciples in the Vajra mask."

A group of people in the attic looked at the distance so far that they were not very clear. They immediately stared at it and were surprised when they saw it. The disciple's face was pale, his body shook constantly, and blood had seeped from his eyes, mouth, nose, ears and other seven orifices. His appearance was depressed and miserable, and he was obviously injured"How could this happen?" Feng xiangtian was also shocked. A bunch of elders looked at each other. With the cultivation and knowledge of everyone, no one could see how Yue Qianchou hurt the discipleIn fact, Yue Qianchou didn't figure out what happened for a while. Of course, he was the first to find the abnormality below. He began to see the man shivering in the tortoise shell, and didn't pay much attention. When he found that it was not normal, he stared and saw that his opponent was bleeding in the seven orifices. What's the matter?

Stunned for half an hour, Yue Qianchou suddenly woke up. I'm afraid it's not for other reasons, but the sound waves generated by the high-intensity noise he made hurt him. How can he also be a person who has lived for so many years in the era of technology in his previous life? Of course, he understands that the sound waves generated by noise can also kill peopleholy crap It's wrong, so it is. Yue Qianchou was overjoyed, and the running speed of the flying sword was raised to the limit, and the harsh sound made the people around him very disturbedYue Qianchou stared at the disciple's reaction in the tortoise shell, and saw that he was shaking even more. He understood that he had guessed correctly, and another breath returning pill was put into his mouth. He said, son of a bitch, I see how long you can resistBefore long, people suddenly found that the light emitted by the Vajra mask flickered, and even those disciples in the early days of foundation construction also saw that something was wrong. Yue Qianchou sneered repeatedly. He clearly saw that the man inside was not only bleeding in his seven orifices, but also bleeding in his pores, but he was still fighting there, afraid that his death was not far awayNaturally, the people in the attic also saw it, and Mo Changlao sighed, "I'm afraid it's almost over!" All the people were thoughtful and silent. Only Ou Sihai's face sank frighteningly"Ah..." all around suddenly boiling, I saw the light mask on the disciple of Xiuzhen Pavilion suddenly disappeared, and the whole person was finally exposed, and his whole body was covered with blood"Up!" Yue Qianchou shouted with joy on his face. After grinding for a long time, he finally succeeded. Now when is it time to stop fighting? He still knows the truth that there will be changes later! Nearly a hundred cold awns swarmed towards the disciple like ravensNow everyone knows that disciple is dead! Ou Sihai on the attic slapped heavily on the railing, his lips closed, his face gloomy, and didn't say a word. Feng glanced at him to the sky, but did not speak. Guan Weiwu was a bit of a thief. The apprentice didn't show any pleasure when he defeated his opponent. Instead, he secretly looked at the people on both sidesA burst of blood mist rose, and the flying sword completed its mission, turning into a cold light and flashing back to the storage bag of thousands of worries. After the blood fog cleared, except for a pool of blood on the ground, there were no bones left. Yue Qianchou fell to the ground, and the long sword he stepped on fell into his hand. When he walked to the pool of blood, a sword picked up a bloody bracelet, put it into the storage bag impolitely, threw the sword into the sheath behind him, and walked unsteadily towards the disciples of the alchemy Pavilion as if nothing had happened