Jing Yao glanced at the old ghost lightly, and if there was no killing intent, it struck, and sometimes it could create more panic without finishing the words.

The old ghost felt like this, she seemed to be in a world composed of swords, with sharp blades everywhere, and she was so frightened that her forehead was sweating, and she hurriedly defended: "Don't worry, girl, I will definitely be a ghost." ”

"Kneel down. Jing Yao waved her hand, signaling that the old ghost could retreat, she was a little seriously injured, and the last blow was even more seriously injured, and the Dao Heart Qingming Jue could repair the injury, but it would take time.

The old ghost wanted to leave when she got the ghost flame, and when she heard that Jing Yao asked her to kneel and she didn't mind, the strong people in the immortal cultivation world were respected, and she suddenly smiled.

"Stop, stop, stop laughing, especially don't show your teeth. Jing Yao endured the squirming of her stomach, and the lethality of the old ghost's teeth was a bit great.

Most of them are gone, leaving only two black and yellow front teeth, the visual effect is particularly prominent, with the old chrysanthemum-like smiling face, she has a stomachache to watch.

The old ghost rejoiced in her heart, compared to the spiritual blow, she received a material gift, rolled up a black wind and left.

When the old ghost walked away, Jing Yao began to meditate to repair the injury, and the operation of the Dao Heart Qingming Jue changed from slow to fast, and a milky white halo appeared on his body, which was connected with the moonlight, and after thirty-six weeks of circulation in the body, his injuries were greatly improved.

She moved her shoulder, and there was still some soreness, which was the part of the fishtail sweep, and it would take two days of conditioning to recover.

Looking at the dead body of the water demon, Jing Yao took out the flying frost and slashed the water demon's abdomen, and a sleek inner dan rolled out, this is the inner dan of the Jindan realm, the size of a fist, and it is still exuding a blue pale light.

Jing Yao couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

The finger bones of the ancient gods sounded extraordinary, but she didn't know how to use them, the inner dan of the Jindan realm was of course nothing compared to the immortal phalanges, but it was the most practical for Jing Yao.

The little sapling was covered by the Chaos Bell, and he didn't worry about being blackmailed again, and the Sword Sect also had a Dan Master, although it was not as powerful as the Confucian, it was still no problem to refine some necessary pills.

At this time, Jing Yao obviously forgot that she had just slaughtered Liu Jingru, who was the granddaughter of Elder Liu of the Danfang.

Jing Yao, who was in a good mood, looked at the town illuminated by the moonlight and smiled heartily.

The town has been swept away by her arrival, and has become much gentler, and the inhabitants will wake up tomorrow to receive the warm morning sun, and the town, which has been obscured by the light curtain for two hundred years, will be restored to its due vitality.

Jing Yao also left and continued to rush to Songhai.

Songhai is a city and a sea.

It is a city surrounded by the sea, and the exaggeration is that there are indigenous people in the overseas immortal mountain, where there are natives and local sect cultivators, because of the arrival of the divine bones, this place has become a place of right and wrong, and the natives of Songhai have been transferred out, leaving only a group of immortal cultivators.

When Jing Yao waded through the mountains and felt the Songhai, it was already late at night.

The sea murmured like thousands of silver snakes swimming, the waves undulated and crashed on the coast, making an amazing sound, the waves more than ten meters high slammed down, and there was another tremor, and the sea breeze was fierce like the howl of ghosts.

Jing Yao's previous life and present life combined were the first time she saw the sea, and she fantasized about whether to fulfill the wish of her previous life and build the sword robe of the sect.

If you can't wear a bikini, you can get a super short and wear a light veil, and you can take a vacation, bask in the sun, and step on the waves......

But the Songhai in her eyes was like a dormant beast, she put away her messy thoughts, drove the flying frost straight into the sea sky, and flew towards Songhai City.

The tide rose in the middle of the night, and there was a whirlpool of sea breeze flying everywhere, and when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the cold light of a few sharks, Jing Yao couldn't help but feel blocked in her heart.

This is someone else's territory, she belongs to outsiders, and these sharks are obviously not mortal, they are all cultivated krakens, not to mention that there are other species in the sea, she feels that she has arrived in the kingdom of demons.

It's a great place to destroy corpses.

Jing Yao smacked her tongue secretly, and at this time, a sword light shone high above the night sky, like a meteor passing through the sky, flashing brilliantly.

It is followed by the brilliance of yellow, blue, and red, which compete to shine at the top of the night sky.

Jing Yao knew that this was an aerial fighting technique, and that fierce sword light obviously came from the Heavenly Sword Sect, and only the sword technique of the Sword Sect had such a powerful prestige, but I didn't know which master of the sect it was.

She looked at it for a moment, and flew over with the flying frost, and it was rare for the Heavenly Sword Sect to surrender to a master below the real person.

Lin Tianxing is one, and she herself is barely one, while most of the other elders' cultivation is in the fusion realm, and a few have entered the Jindan realm.

Counting the backbone is extremely weak, and the Qingtian Sword Sect, which is known as the first of the three pillars, has almost become an empty shell.

The disciples of the Later Jin Dynasty couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and the elders were also flashy, relying on the three first seats and the head Lin Haoran to support the façade, and finally a Lin Tianxing rose to bring back the disadvantage.

Jing Yao didn't think that the sword light came from Lin Tianxing, because Lin Tianxing would not escape, he would only point at others to fight, and he couldn't let him bow his head in the face of an enemy like Feiyun, let alone anything else.

In order to be fast, Jing Yao's True Yuan operation became an ethereal True Yuan operation, and a large area of green smoke swayed upward, quickly coming to the high altitude of the battle.

Both sides of the battle were surprised, the elder of the Sword Sect thought it was the support of the Demon Sect, and several masters of the Demon Sect thought that it was the support of the Sword Sect.

As if they had made an appointment, the four beams attacked Jing Yao at the same time.

"MMP's. Jing Yao scolded angrily, the elder who was caught in the middle was the Qingfeng Elder of the Sword Sect, he had pulled the off-frame more than once during the sword art competition, and now he joined forces with the Demon Sect to beat her, and with an angry reprimand, the sword smashed towards the four beams that flew in.

Elder Qingfeng is a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Fusion Realm, and the other three Demon Sect cultivators are only the highest in the Fusion Eight Realms, and the other two are in the Fusion Seven Realms, and their cultivation is much higher than Jing Yao.

With one to four, although Jing Yao had a deep foundation, he was also shocked into the air on the spot, and he was planted headlong into the sea, and the four people were also shocked by the force of the rebound, and they were apprehensive, so amazing sword power;

The most uproar was Elder Qingfeng, he felt that the other party's sword pressure was like his own, but he was better than a lot in terms of refinement, and he regretted his recklessness, he said angrily: "Demon, you have harmed an elder of my Sword Sect again!"

Elder Qingfeng thought that the other elders of the Sword Sect had rushed to the rescue, and he couldn't react because of his panic, but under such a blow, where was his life? He took it for granted that all this was on the head of the Demon Sect cultivator.

"Qingfeng Lao'er, there is also your credit here. ”

"The cultivator of the Sword Sect, kill it, explain what. ”

A Demon Sect cultivator said with a smile: "You can't say that, Qingfeng Lao'er accidentally injured the same sect, but he stuck the bad debts on our heads, and we don't carry this pot." ”