Chapter 947： leave

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"Is it just a number of three or nine? I can't do anything to this Xiaocheng Xuanji Doukui sword formation! Shiheng, let's see how I can break your sword formation." Du Yu said, covered in silver. The shiny treasure armor suddenly disappeared in place.

"That's not kind." Zhang Shiping laughed, and then the wings on his back fluttered and turned into a red light, accompanied by the twenty-seven blue frost swords, they all flew into the sky.

At the same time, he was making formulas with both hands, slowly reciting obscure and difficult formulas in his mouth.

Then the vertical eyes on the forehead with a faint golden luster scanned the surroundings, and saw the flying swords around him, which immediately turned into hundreds of red light, slender sword threads, and suddenly appeared behind him in the blink of an eye. ten feet away.

In an instant, the silver and red lights were extremely dazzling.

Then the silver light gathered in a ball, and Du Yu's figure manifested from it. He looked around at the sword array that was hidden in the void again, and although his expression showed a bit of dignity, he still said calmly:

"How far have you guys practiced the method of "Changing Yuan and Turning Soul"? Your spiritual consciousness is so powerful that you can't hide it even when I'm wearing a Xuanyuan treasure?"

"It's just a little bit more refined than before. There are three levels of the soul-changing method. Now that I have practiced to the second level, I dare not practice any more. The reason why I can find out where you are so quickly is more relying on breaking evil spirits." The power of Dharma." Zhang Shiping didn't hide much.

"So that's how it is. In the first half volume of the method of "Changing Yuan and Turning Soul", I have tried to practice it. Every time I practice it, it is no less than tearing my own soul. It must be more painful later. I don't know if you are How can you hold on?" Du Yu asked.

"Hold on to a little bit of spiritual light in the soul, and it will pass after a while. Besides, I have gotten used to it over the years. It's just that the second half of the method of turning the soul, the first layer is okay, and it is not the same as the first half. There is not much difference, but the second layer is different. During the practice, the soul seems to have fallen into an illusion that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Fortunately, I have a premonition in advance and will not continue." Zhang Shiping said flatly.

"There is such a situation, because you still can't break free from the illusion now?" Du Yu was surprised when he heard this.

"There is a great horror in it, and the illusion is more real than the inner demon catastrophe at the time of conceiving a baby, so people can hardly tell the difference." Zhang Shiping said in a deep voice, his eyes showed a solemnity that had never been seen before.

Between the words, a layer of silvery aura suddenly appeared around Du Yu's body, blocking the sudden and invisible sword lights.

"You're quite vigilant!" Zhang Shiping said with a smile after the solemn expression on Zhang Shiping's face disappeared.

As he said that, he flicked his sleeve robe, and the red threads of spiritual light burst forth, all of which turned into giant swords several feet long, flashing suddenly, and surrounded Du Yu like a tornado.

At the same time, the already extremely rich aura in the secret realm is continuously flowing into the formation sword, making it even more powerful.

Seeing this scene, Du Yu said softly, unhurriedly: "I knew you would carry out a sneak attack, and you really lost your status as a Nascent Soul cultivator."

As he spoke, he wiped his waist, and held a three-foot-long dark yellow short spear in his hand, and then threw it casually, turning into a fine light, which seemed inconspicuous at all.

It's just that this thing suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Shiping in the blink of an eye.

Wherever it passed along the way, it easily pierced through the giant swords, or simply cracked them into ashes, and the sword array couldn't block them at all.

Du Yu also took advantage of this to rush out of the array of swords, and immediately held the talisman, the green water fan, in his hand. While waving it, a strange beast covered in green, like a unicorn rushed out of it, opened its mouth and sprayed, and countless drops of water shot out. out, towards Zhang Shiping lasing away.

On the other side, Zhang Shiping moved hundreds of feet horizontally in an instant, a layer of blue flames appeared around his body, a red pagoda appeared above his head, and at the same time, a group of extremely deep black flames condensed in the palm of his hand. Yang Yang without hesitation.

In midair, fire waves suddenly appeared one after another, melting the water droplets all over the sky.

The Chita on the top of the head also burst into brilliant aura, a huge net made of silver chains intertwined vertically and horizontally, caught in the dazzling silver light, blocking the inconspicuous little hairs hidden in the water droplets. Needle.

"Aren't you the same when you say I am a sneak attack? Well, let's stop here, and then we will get serious about it." Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

Although the array of swords was not fully mobilized to display the strongest power, he also knew that the short spear still had power after breaking the array of swords, and it was not just a single blow.

As the head of the sect, Du Yu probably has more than one rare treasure in his hands. The treasured armor and military equipment he is wearing now is no less than the Kunpeng Xuanbao military equipment of Gu Zhang.

The so-called military equipment, in short, is a complete set of armor and weapons. In ancient times, every true disciple of the great sect had this item, which was composed of ten or twenty complete sets of rare treasures, capable of both offense and defense.

"Just say you can't beat it, it's not something to lose face." Du Yu laughed.

"You guys are wearing a golden mountain directly on your body, are you okay?" Zhang Shiping's sleeves shook, and the huge sword scattered all over the sky into streaks of red light and sank into the sleeves.

The value of the Xuanyuan weapon alone is several times more valuable than his twenty-seven natal flying swords.

"There are more than a dozen sets in the sect's treasure house, so you're going to make one too?" Du Yu said.

Tianfeng and Jiang Si, who were watching from a distance, saw that both of them stopped, and they also flew over.

"Tianfeng, is Du Yu rich in money, otherwise how can he afford weapons with his wealth?" Zhang Shiping asked via voice transmission.

"The head of the sect, there is always some preferential treatment. Besides, it was taken out of the sect's treasure house by Senior Ju'ao himself, without the consent of the spirit." Tianfeng said helplessly, shaking his shoulders.

"Speaking of what kind of existence is Senior Juao? In the small world, even Huashen couldn't attack with all his strength, how did senior survive?" Zhang Shiping asked, this doubt has always been in his heart.

"Only Du Yu knows, I'm just the deputy head." Tianfeng shook his head and said.

"You don't need to know about this, this matter is passed down from generation to generation among the heads of the sect." Du Yu said slowly.

"The two of you keep fighting. I'm enjoying watching it. It's so boring to point it out." Jiang Si sighed.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping flipped his hands and took out another blue-clothed cloak, put it on, and then squinted his eyes and said: "I still lack materials for the one hundred and eight flying swords, you should practice as soon as possible with your indestructible demon body." To the extent that a severed limb can be regenerated, otherwise the appearance of missing arms and legs would be unsightly."

"Okay, let's go, let's talk about the joke later. The few of us teleported to the Valley of Resentment Fire earlier, and it has only been a few years since the birth of this pseudo-spiritual fire." Du Yu also put away the weapons on his body.

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