Chapter 094: Everyone is possessed!
Yuxian Tower.
Master Jiuqin looked at Chen Xuanqing with a complex expression, "The master told me that you are not allowed to leave the Yuxian Tower during this period, so hurry up and learn."
"You can learn as much as you can."
Chen Xuanqing took a deep look at Jiuqin and said, "What exactly are you planning? If the leader doesn't want to tell you, don't you want to tell either?"
Master Jiuqin smiled and said, "Of course, after you finish your studies, you will overthrow the Tianjian Sect. Well, don't ask."
"You need to hurry up."
Chen Xuanqing shook his head, but didn't say anything else. He just silently arrived at the ninth floor of Yuxian Tower, and all the restrictions were lifted.
Chen Xuanqing can directly see the entire content of all exercises.
After absorbing the souls of a group of powerful ghosts, Chen Xuanqing was able to have a photographic memory, even ten lines at a glance.
I saw him pick up a book of Three Talents Sword Technique, scan it with one glance and ten lines, and within an hour he had mastered this sword technique to great perfection.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Xuanqing picked up two more books of exercises.
This time he directly practiced the two books together. In front of a seven-digit understanding, any obscure meaning seemed like vernacular in his eyes.
Except for those restricted exercises, he can easily master the rest and practice them to great perfection.
Time flies by little by little, and it has been more than three months in a blink of an eye.
Chen Xuanqing is always learning. Whether it is skills or techniques, he can even use the rare treasures stored in the Jade Immortal Pavilion at will.
Even the spirit stones are like this.
Taiyi was also stopped by Chen Xuanqing, and was forced to find a place to frantically start consuming spiritual stones to practice.
In three months, Chen Xuanqing's strength has grown exponentially. He has completed the fourth level of Jade Immortal Pavilion Kung Fu, and he has learned the highest level A.
Billions of Words was already halfway through. Chen Xuanqing didn't waste any time and just studied it wholeheartedly.
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On the other side, in the Moon-covering Valley, a war has been going on for three months.
The Taixu Immortal Sect has mobilized all its disciples, including more than ten elders in the Nascent Soul Stage, more than 300 Golden Core disciples, and tens of thousands of people in the Foundation Establishment Stage!
But after this battle, Taixu Immortal Sect, which had the advantage, gradually fell into a disadvantage!
Poof! ! !
Accompanied by the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body, Jingxu's Qingfeng Sword fiercely pierced the chest of a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect!
The smelly blood sprayed on his face, dyed his clothes red, and also made his eyes bright red!
"Back away, he's going to blow himself up!"
boom!
Jingxu was shocked when he heard this, and quickly stepped back. Hearing an explosion, the disciple who had been stabbed in the chest by him just exploded into a ball of blood mist!
The aftermath of this explosion was so terrifying that even if Jingxu retreated in time, he would still be affected by it and hurt his internal organs!
"Damn it!"
Jingxu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Disciples of the Tianjian Sect have been using this suicidal method. It is clearly a demonic method!
good!
All the disciples of Tianjian Sect are possessed by the devil!
They all actually practiced the Blood Dao. As long as someone dies, someone will activate the Blood Explosion Technique and detonate the corpse!
The power of this suicide attack is extremely impressive. Almost everyone can replace more than a dozen foundation-building disciples of Taixu Immortal Sect!
What's more, the self-destruction of those disciples in the elixir formation stage is comparable to a blow in the early stage of Nascent Soul, making them impossible to guard against!
Taixu Immortal Sect suffered heavy casualties in this battle. In just three months, more than half of Taixu Immortal Sect's foundation-building disciples had been killed or injured!
Master Jin Long gritted his teeth and fought off a Nascent Soul elder, "They seem to have been poisoned by someone, and every one of them is dying!"
"From my perspective, it's more like being possessed!"
Master Qingxu and Master Jinlong were back to back, "I never thought that one day, I would fight side by side with you."
"I didn't expect that, haha, you and I have been fighting for a lifetime. In the end, the people who understand you and me best are each other."
"coming!"
"There are not many of them. As long as we kill these Nascent Soul elders, we have a chance of winning!"
Ling Xuzi frowned, and went down with his sword to kill hundreds of foundation-building disciples, "Haotian hasn't shown up yet, so don't take it lightly!"
Three months of bloody fighting.
There are corpses everywhere, guess who this situation helps more?
I saw the elder of the Tianjian Sect grinning, "You think you won, but you are too happy too soon!"
After that, the elder waved his hand, and blood mist suddenly fell on the corpses on the ground. The blood fire in his right hand was burning, and he was performing the blood corpse technique!
"Ah!!"
A heartbreaking wail came out. This sound was not coming from a living person, but from the corpses on the ground!
Dense blood lines suddenly appeared on their bodies, and each blood line was covered with tiny insects, rolling and biting in the flesh and blood of the corpses!
And forced those corpses to stand up again!
The art of blood corpse!
The methods of blood path and corpse path turn the dead into blood corpses to fight again!
Master Baimei waved his hand and a spear appeared in his palm, "This situation is very similar to the battle between good and evil described by our ancestors. Old man, it's time for you to make a scene!"
Seeing this, Master Qingxu sacrificed four high-grade magic weapons at the same time, "Qingtian took it out, I thought you lost it!"
Master Baimei smiled, "It's just that after the death of Second Senior Brother, it has never been used again."
As he spoke, Master Baimei threw out a gun flower, and the shadow of a man in armor gradually appeared behind it!
This is the weapon spirit!
"Old man, let's fight together again!"
Master Baimei held a gun and looked at the bloody corpses gradually rising in front of him, "Yes, old man, today, you can make a big fuss like before!"
Having said that, Master Baimei instantly rushed into the group of blood corpses!
The Qingtian in his hand opened and closed widely, making bursts of sound that broke through the air, and each stroke could tear apart hundreds of bloody corpses!
Seeing this scene, Master Qingxu sighed with emotion, "I haven't seen the Nine Qingtian Styles in a long time."
"Gan Qing, Chi Xian, Mu Ying, Fei Miao, give me another helping hand!"
Having said that, the four flying swords surrounding Master Qingxu instantly revealed four sword spirits in the form of women!
"You gave away Qingfeng. One of our five sisters is missing, and the Qingyuan Five-ray Sword Formation deployed is much weaker."
Master Qingxu mobilized his true energy with all his strength, "It doesn't matter, just help me!"
The elders sacrificed their magic weapons and revealed their spirit. The elders on the opposite side did the same. They used their blood methods with all their strength, and all kinds of despicable techniques emerged one after another!
Ling Xuzi shouted directly, "I, Ling Xuzi, am the current head of the Taixu Immortal Sect. The sect's life and death are at stake. Please beg Dingtian to be born!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a divine sword suddenly tore through the space, slowly thrust out in the void, and appeared in front of Ling Xuzi with a strange light, and was grabbed by him!
Seeing this sword, all the elders were shocked!
The magic weapons in his hands all bowed their heads, this was such a huge pressure!
You can’t go wrong!
"Immortal weapon·Dingtian Sword!"
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Thanks to the big guys for the reward, I was stunned when I woke up early in the morning.
15,000 points, thanks to the boss, the author is clasping his fists.