Fu Yi walked all the way to the depths of the Bladeless Mountain Range, no more, no less, exactly seven days, and the red mountain peak mentioned by the female cultivator appeared in his sight. It was densely packed with trees, red from the bark to the leaves, and because the lower part of the mountain was connected to the upper part on both sides, it was like someone had slashed a sword, and the whole mountain was stained red with blood.

It is indeed quiet and uninhabited here, and when you come, you can occasionally see people in the ancient caves in the middle of the peak, and there are flashes of spiritual light in the air from time to time, and after walking forward for three or five days, you can no longer see the monks in retreat and hurrying.

When he came to the red peak, his ears were so clear that he could only hear the sound of water and rustling leaves, so he looked around and decided to go to the most conspicuous place on the top of the mountain to stand.

"The thousand-legged scorpion demon is not very good, and his divine sense is average, and he is best at sensing the movements of others with his slender feet, such as the wind, even if he is driving a flying magic weapon, he may not be able to find me from this red and gorgeous mountain. ”

Fu Yi felt that he was really a worry-free pursuit target, and if he wanted to change to someone else, he would definitely take advantage of the weakness of the scorpion demon to avoid hiding. Rufeng's target is her, and it's time to have fun in secret.

Standing on the top of the mountain and waiting for a long time, no living creatures arrived, I sat bored in my clothes and pranayama, and in this quiet and natural place, my mood quickly calmed down.

She summoned Qiankun to be vigilant, and repeatedly felt the experience of recent years in her heart, as if she had a feeling, she continuously conveyed the breath of black fish to her body, nourishing the meridians and lungs, and was as comfortable as a tired traveler soaking in the warm spiritual spring water.

The sword bones of the body of the cloth have been condensed more than forty percent over the years, and if she uses her divine sense to investigate, she can see that the bones emit a forest white light in the body, so hard that you can barely see the gaps between the surface and the inside, and she is sure that she will be condensed to eighty or ninety percent when the advanced foundation is completed. When the condensation liquid becomes a golden pill, you can successfully condense the body of the sword bone.

The aura in the mountains slowly poured into the meridians, wandered away one after another, and after refining the exercises, it returned to the dantian pisces, accumulating continuously to break through the next realm.

On the tenth day of coming to the mountain, Qiankun suddenly buzzed and vibrated and woke up the half-settled Fuyi. When she opened her eyes, she saw a small black dot appear in the sky far away, and although she couldn't feel the breath, she believed that it was the wind.

The enemy was close, but there was no trace of joy and expectation in the clothes, and her heart was as calm as water, as if the person who came was just to let her hone her swordsmanship and improve her understanding in actual combat.

Qiankun was full of fighting spirit, and when the air slashed out a crescent-shaped white light, it broke through the abruptly chaotic aura, and slashed towards the wind-like waist ten miles away.

"It's still so ...... to build a foundation," the sarcastic words were not fully uttered, and he felt a chill hit his face like the wind, which made his back a little chilly. That sword qi was completely different from the sword qi of the Foundation Building Realm, mixed with a power that made him daunting from his bones, and even his mind was blank for a moment.

Rufeng is dressed in white, clear and beautiful, at first glance he looks like a beautiful young man, and he is very confused when he pretends to be. It was with his good skin after turning into a human form that he deceived the mortals of Aquarius Village and the surrounding villages, thinking that their children would have a good future with the demon lord.

Coercion and inducement, mortals dare not disobey, and they do not want to disobey. They all thought that it might be better for the children to be taken away by such a gentle demon lord than to stay in the village for a long time.

Every time Rufeng does such a thing, he will give a subsidy to the mortal's family, and the ones given are all spiritual plants that can be collected by qi refining cultivators, which is a rare and precious thing for mortals who cannot enter the deep mountains.

As insidious and fickle as the wind and his human doglegs, Liu Sanmu bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, he only dares to pick the soft persimmon and pinch it, and in the face of the demon lord who is stronger than himself, he can only hang his head and beg for tricks, and he can't wait to make a few flowers smile on his face.

Seeing that he was stunned for a moment, Fuyi summoned a deep mist to rise into the sky, Qiankun moved with her will, and in a single thought, nine white lights pierced the sky, split the thick clouds and mist, and hooked the power of space within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Like the wind, someone choked his throat, an irresistible force squeezed, pulled, and twisted him, and the spiritual power in his body was extremely sluggish.

"Xiaoyou is strong, if you are willing to take refuge in my lord, you will be able to ......"

"You talk a lot. ”

The sword flickered in the distance, originally intending to dodge the spirit rope of the Natal Weapon Lock of the Wind, but he didn't expect that the spatial power that Qiankun comprehended was enough to affect the direction of the opponent's attack.

Like the wind in a hurry to recall the lock spirit rope, he searched for more than a hundred years of treasures to refine the natal magic weapon, which can be soft or strong, can be attacked or trapped, once pierced through the monk's body, its spiritual power can be stagnant.

The lock spirit rope was like a dark brown swimming snake, swinging its tail in the air and waiting for an opportunity to move, seeing the dazzling sword light roaring like thunder in the sky, like the wind with a wave of his right hand, making the originally soft and flexible rope turn into a slender spirit stick, and rushed towards the weakest sword light with the power of the third-order super magic weapon.

"Sure enough, I like to pick a soft pinch, but it's a pity, it's a pity......"

The corners of her mouth were raised, and she was secretly happy in her heart, she understood Rufeng's style of acting, and her nature would also reflect a little bit when fighting the method, Rufeng sensed that her breath was wrong, and she would never attack the sword light that seemed to be the strongest, but would only turn to attack the weaker one.

However, what Rufeng didn't know was that the weakest sword light was not her lack of aura, nor was it a casual attack to disrupt her vision.

Rufeng's body moved rapidly, smoothly avoiding one strong sword qi after another, and finally a light smile appeared on his mouth, and his heart was a little more confident. Even if the breath is extraordinary, there are more talented juniors in this world, but juniors are always juniors, how can they fight with him, a senior who has advanced to Jindan for many years, in the later stage of foundation building?

The wind that had settled down felt that his spiritual power was a little smoother, his eyes flashed slightly, and his mind moved to make the lock spirit rope swing towards the sword qi of the white light, and his figure flickered and disappeared.

In the void, the turbulent flow of spiritual energy rolled up the whirlpool, and the strength of the white light overwhelmed the bright sun, and even the clouds and mist could not condense, and they quickly drifted away from the battlefield.

The sound of wind-blown laughter echoed through the empty mountain peaks, and he found that not far from the faint sword light was the unguarded breeze. "The junior is still too young, it's a pity that such a good sword, but it's okay, I'll play the materials in this sword for you in the future!"

The natal sword can no longer be used after the death of the owner, but the high-level materials inside can be extracted and integrated into other magic weapons. Rufeng thought that the coercion emanating from the clothes was caused by the materials in the sword, and the greed in his heart suddenly appeared, and he appeared in front of the faint sword light, his eyes flashing with a victorious essence.

"Qiankun, gather!"

With the thought in Fu Yi's heart, countless sword lights have been condensed and formed, as if summoned and urged by some mysterious power, the powerful sword light formed a white swimming fish, and the faint sword light was a black swimming fish, the moment the two were combined, a huge black and white double fish volley stood in front of Rufeng, setting off his body as small as an ant.