In the sky, the thunder roared, and the violent thunder directly tore the void out of huge black cracks.

Dark clouds stretched from the earth to the depths of the universe, and the lightning shone inside, and the dark clouds churned, like a behemoth ready to move.

Sword Sect, Yang Qingyun, who was sitting on the clouds somewhere, suddenly pressed his palms, and eighteen flying swords the size of chopsticks appeared out of thin air, and the sword body trembled, and he had already escaped into the void.

The ethereal sword light slashed into the heavens and the earth, quietly cutting tens of thousands of miles around Fenghui Mountain, and even the dark clouds in the vast universe were obscured by eighteen subtle sword lights.

Everything that happened in Fenghui Mountain instantly faded out of everyone's field of vision, and even the monk who noticed some movement, after sensing the familiar sword light, also pressed the snooping mind in his heart.

"Boom ......"

There were bursts of thunder and sonic shocks.

The endless thunder shone the heavens and the earth like day, and the brilliant and magnificent thunder, symbolizing the wrath of the rules of heaven and earth, roared and roared, wanting to crush the majesty that defied it!

And in the midst of this thunder, a small figure, waving the stick in his hand, crisscrossed back and forth in the dark clouds, allowing the thunder to roar, and the heavy stick shadows could thunder.

That small figure, in this thunder, stood proudly as if with a posture of looking at the world and the world.

The sticks she wields are even more leisurely and free, as if the sky is full of thunder, for her, it is like a wild scenery in the mountains and a clear spring in the forest, and there is a sense of interest hidden in it.

Zhuge Qing'er couldn't help but swing the stick, watching herself easily smash the terrifying thunder, and she admired and feared the mysterious machine spirit predecessor.

After all, lurking quietly around oneself and silently changing one's physique, although it seems harmless to oneself, this feeling of involuntary self-absorption will still bring deep vigilance.

Her mind naturally couldn't escape Chen Ziang's induction, but he didn't explain, there are some things, time will give the answer.

"Hoo ......"

The dark clouds in the sky swirled, and a whirlpool was born out of thin air, the whirlpool became larger and larger, gradually covering thousands of miles away, the silver and white thunder shone on the whirlpool, and the gray fluttering long stick was like a sea god needle, fixed in the middle of the whirlpool.

Countless thunderbolts swooped down the whirlpool towards the club, roaring like billions of thunder snakes.

And the stick trembled slightly, and a devouring force quietly emerged from the stick, and this devouring force was violent and ferocious.

With a mouth, the thunder dissipated, and a void and black void emerged from the whirlpool.

"Silk ......"

Countless rays of thunder swarmed, and the darkness that devoured the sky and the earth also spread in all directions, and the two collided silently.

But the thunder between heaven and earth suddenly dimmed.

It's as if its endless strength has finally come to a point of exhaustion.

After half a sound, the thunder dissipated, and Zhuge Qing'er floated in the void with a stick in hand.

In her senses, the stick in her hand at this time was a little warmer, and there was also a burst of vitality like a living person.

"Buzz ......"

The stick trembled slightly, and a touch of starlight quietly escaped into Zhuge Qing'er's body, and the starlight entered the sea, pushing her soul out in three dimensions, straight into the vast universe.

The perspective of the soul is different from that of the body, and under the light of the stars, some things that cannot be detected by the naked eye are gradually revealed.

A faint stream of blood light poured out from the vast universe, and the hundreds of rivers converged into one, turning into huge waves and submerging into the Sword Sect station below.

Under the earth, the leylines of the earth emerged, and in the majestic earthly atmosphere, a trace of dark blood light appeared and disappeared from time to time, chasing the blood light of the sky, and disappeared into the depths of the earth.

"What's that?"

Whether it was the sea of blood in the sky or the blood light in the leylines, it brought Zhuge Qing'er a sense of dirt that was extremely dark.

Even if he didn't have a physical body, he was disgusted, his ears were ringing, his thoughts were fluctuating, and he almost wanted to fall into chaos.

Without the Galactic Protector, she felt like she would have gone crazy the first time she faced these things.

"That's the most yin and dirt thing between heaven and earth, from heaven and earth, and also from blood demons!"

Chen Ziang's solemn voice echoed in his soul.

"Bloodseeker?"

"Yes, Blood Sea Demon Lord!"

Before the words fell, the starlight wrapped Zhuge Qing'er's soul and went straight to the depths of the earth, the earth was ninefold, and the bottom was not visible.

The starlight is like an illusory thing, escaping across the endless earth, and falling straight to the place where the filthy air gathers.

The boundless sea of blood rises and falls, resentment, confusion, madness, fear...... , all kinds of negative emotions poured in, and the starlight outside the body was flourishing, which had already blocked all the ominous things outside.

In the sea of blood, a pair of huge scarlet eyes slowly opened, and two red rays fell straight on the starlight, colliding with a brilliant halo.

"This is the Bloodfiend?"

Stared at by those eyes, Zhuge Qing'er only felt that her thoughts were stiff, and her soul seemed to be completely cracked.

"No, it's not, it's just one of the Blood Fiend's men. It was suppressed deep underground by your Sword Sect, but depending on the situation, it is slowly recovering. ”

Chen Ziang took Zhuge Qing'er to slowly approach those eyes, as if provocatively swept past the sea of blood, leaving the roaring sea of blood behind, roaring madly.

"It's not Bloodseeker?"

"It's not. ”

Chen Ziang's cold voice sounded slowly.

Zhuge Qing'er's soul was cold.

With the power of a sect of the Sword Sect, the thing suppressed turned out to be only one of the Blood Demon's subordinates, and not only could it not kill the other party, but it was still slowly reviving?

How powerful should the Blood Demon be?

"I know you're resistant to me, but you have to know that if I don't prepare in advance, you and I will be food for this thing sooner or later. ”

The starlight rose upwards, and Chen Ziang's voice rang out with it.

"The catastrophe has come, what we have to do is to grow up as soon as possible, and when the catastrophe comes, we will not be powerless. ”

"Even, if you can, defeat the Bloodseeker. ”

"This ...... Is it possible?"

Zhuge Qing'er is not stupid, if the blood demon was so easy to defeat, the sword master would have done it a long time ago. In fact, the Sword Master hasn't appeared for more than a thousand years!

"Huh...... What can you do? What if you can't? Do you have to sit on the ground and wait for death? The reason why your master was killed by Su Ziyue was because of the hands and feet made by blood demons. ”

"Master ......"

"When the Blood Demon comes, don't say that your master, this world will no longer exist, and your parents, brothers, and fellow teachers will all be wiped out. ”

"So, Qing'er, work hard!"

As soon as the voice dimmed, Zhuge Qing'er suddenly opened her eyes, and her body was still sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

The sun in front of him was warm, the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if the thunder tribulation and blood demon just now had never appeared.

Silently sensing the body, the mana is still breeding, and the Dao base has been completed.

Could it be that it was just the illusion of the time when he attained the Dao Foundation? This was also the case in the teacher's speech.

wiped the stick in his hand, but Zhuge Qing'er's face froze.

There is no divine consciousness transmission in the stick, but there is really a magic in his memory.

Yuan Shen Refining Treasure Formula!

"You're awake. “

An ethereal voice sounded behind him, Zhuge Qing'er's body trembled, and he hurriedly looked back, but it was an old man in a cyan robe.

"Zong...... Sect Master!"

The portrait of the other party, Qing'er has seen it many times, and she will not admit her mistake.

"Well, the ...... in your hand Maybe it's the sword master's backhand. ”

Yang Qingyun stretched out one hand, looked at the stick for a while, and put it down again.

"Since you have such an opportunity, you must cherish it so that you can do it for yourself!"

Bowing his head and sighing lightly, Yang Qingyun's body quietly disappeared without a trace.

"Sect Master ......"

Zhuge Qing'er's heart tightened, and she stretched out her hand, but she only touched a blank space.