Chapter Fifty-Eight: Kunyun Sword Sect

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And under the seemingly calm of the Burning Mountain King, there is actually a raging rage of anger.

In fact, what makes him most angry is not just what he says.

What really made him angry was, "Okay, that thing is actually hiding there."

Those Qi cultivators of the Kunyun Sword Sect were really unreliable, and they had already found traces behind their backs, but they wanted to hide it from me...... Damn it!"

The clone flew away, and the speed became faster and faster.

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With such a powerful foreign fortune, Wang Zhenling's cultivation speed can be faster and faster!

The divine chamber began to expand rapidly at a speed of two feet three and two feet four.

Even at this time, Wang Zhenling didn't concentrate much on cultivation, and most of his energy was actually focused on observing the outside world, the situation in Linggu Mountain.

Beside him, there were thousands of county soldiers, all shrouded in the mist of the Spirit Snake Banner at this moment, hidden, quietly waiting for someone to come to the top of this Spirit Drum Mountain.

"It's coming!"

It was also at this time that several mysterious figures appeared quietly and came to the Ji Gong Monument on the top of the mountain.

"Those witch barbarians are all waste, and they were originally waiting for them to open the seal here, but unexpectedly, they were all subdued by an official government, which is really useless!"

"yes, now you have to make me wait to make a move. Fortunately, the luck of this court has declined, and the monument has been destroyed, and the power of the town has gone to seventy-seven eighty-eight. Otherwise, I really can't do anything about this monument!"

Under the faint moonlight, you can vaguely see and see that these people are tall and thin, wearing Taoist robes, and they are actually qi practitioners.

Moreover, it can be vaguely seen that each of these people carries a long sword behind him.

The style of the sword is different from the narrow and heavy Han sword left by the Dacheng Dynasty that can be used on the battlefield and is conducive to chopping.

But it is more similar to the decorative sword that people carried around after the Song and Ming dynasties.

It is also the appearance of the ancient sword that most people see in movies and television!

In short, it is very different from the simple and thick sword shape of this world!

At this time, these people said that they had already caught a tiger.

From head to tail, this tiger is almost two feet long, and it looks very powerful and terrifying.

However, I don't know what spell these people have cast, and I fainted.

At this time, one of its Taoists came over, drew out his sword, wiped the tiger's neck, and snorted, and saw that the blood was flowing like an infusion, and it happened to spray on the Ji Gong Monument.

The stele suddenly looked like a red-hot soldering iron, tiger blood spurted, and it was immediately evaporated, and white smoke rose from it.

A few people looked at it silently.

On the stele, a trace of shadow faintly appeared, and there was a dark red aura.

One by one, the monuments have turned into swords, guns, swords, halberds and come to life, as if they are fighting!

However, this aura of war was sealed in the stone tablet by the blood of the tiger, and it could not break out at all.

"This is a tiger that has lived for 800 years, and has become a monster. If this kind of tiger blood still can't break the seal, then there is no way......"

"If the Dacheng Imperial Court is prosperous, of course there is nothing we can do!

But now that the fall of the Dacheng Dynasty is imminent, and the luck is declining, how much power does this town stele have?

Not to mention, this stone tablet has already been destroyed once by the witch barbarians!"

A few Taoists sneered, took out a few incense sticks, and inserted them in front of the Ji Gong monument and lit them, which suddenly emitted bursts of foul smell.

The stenching black smoke condensed and contaminated the Ji Gong Monument, and suddenly saw the golden words of the Ji Gong Monument, and it seemed that it was suddenly covered with a layer of black shadow.

I can even hear the sound of sneering, and the words of Ji Gong Monument actually dimmed little by little, and then slowly smoothed out and disappeared.

The whole mountain, as if a layer of light had faded.

Dark shadows emerge and the surrounding scenery begins to change dramatically.

"It's done, this filthy divine incense is really powerful...... It's not in vain that we have collected so many incense ......"

The four Daoists all showed joyful expressions, seeing the changing scenery around them, and knew that the seal had been broken and they could step into the spiritual realm.

However, at this time, an understated voice sounded: "Oh, this filthy divine incense, could it be made by the impurities of the incense wish power collected by you?"

This voice suddenly appeared, which really startled the four Taoists, looked around, and shouted, "What person?"

Wang Zhenling's figure walked out of the darkness, and behind him were countless torches, and the county guards who bent their bows and arrows one by one surrounded them and surrounded the top of the spirit drum mountain.

The faces of these four Daoists changed drastically, and they became vigilant, back to back to each other, and stood with their swords drawn.

"The next time the flying sword soul locking technique wants to assassinate my qi practitioner, he is dressed up, and the sword he uses is similar to you, but I don't know who I think should be with you, who are you waiting for?"

Wang Zhenling stood with a smile on his face, surrounded by a group of soldiers.

In the light of the fire, these soldiers can be seen wearing leather armor, holding swords or crossbow machines in their hands.

And there are fires all around, and these county guards are afraid that there are at least hundreds of people.

At this time, he was encircled, and his heart gave birth to a trace of despair.

The strength of these county soldiers is not in their hearts, but at this time, under the surroundment, they can be regarded as cultivators, after all, this level is also a mortal in the flesh.

If you want to break out, I'm afraid you will have to leave at least two or three lives. And more likely, none of the four of them can escape!

However, these four people did not despair, but sneered and said, "We are disciples of the Kunyun Sword Sect, and we should have heard of the reputation of our Kunyun Sword Sect in Lingzhou.

I advise you to let me go, otherwise you will anger my master and use the flying sword, thousands of miles away, you can also take people's heads!"

When Wang Zhenling heard this, he burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

But he didn't say much, just waved his sleeves slightly. I saw that the light of Wang Zhen's spiritual body flickered, and the flame-like luck shrouded the whole person as if it was a god and Buddha.

The four Daoists were dumbfounded, especially the Daoist who had just opened his mouth to threaten Wang Zhenling, and they let out a cry of disbelief: "How is it possible...... How can it be...... You are the magistrate of Linggu County!

No, even if you are a county order, how can you be like this, and the internal and external luck are blended together.

It can't be!"

After all, he is an expert, and he can tell the difference at a glance.

Others can be regarded as able to look at the qi, and see that Wang Zhenling's luck is strong, surrounding his body, like a god.

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