Chapter 1191： Lingbao

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"You are hiding in the dark, do you really think I don't know what you want to do? Use him to attract my attention, and then take the opportunity to sneak attack. It seems that I am too good to talk, so that you can gain an inch."

Wang Qingshan's expression turned cold, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body.

The next moment, the whole mountain shook violently, and all the flying swords uttered bursts of clear sword sounds, like living creatures.

The stone platform was suddenly torn apart, and the blue flying sword flew out automatically. If you look closely, you can see that the first half of the blue flying sword is small and crystal clear, while the second half is thick and slightly dim, and the two seem to be not the same material.

The cyan flying sword circled and slashed at the old man in the golden shirt beside him.

The old man in the golden shirt hurriedly threw out a golden shield, which instantly swelled up and stood in front of him.

With a scream, the blue flying sword cut the old man in the golden shirt with his shield in half.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the young woman in the yellow skirt and the middle-aged man changed greatly, and the two turned into two rays of light and flew down the mountain.

At this moment, all the flying swords inserted in the mountain flew up, turning into an irresistible torrent, hitting the two cultivators of pill formation.

Two screams sounded, and the two young women in yellow skirts were chopped into pieces by the densely packed Feijian Caves.

The cyan flying sword circled and came straight towards Wang Qingshan. Wherever it passed, there were bursts of piercing sounds in the void.

Wang Qingshan's expression changed, and he quickly took out nine cyan flying swords to meet them.

After a series of muffled noises, nine cyan flying swords flew out one after another, with a gap the size of a grain of rice all over the swords.

Wang Qingshan was stunned, and he quickly reacted. With a pinch of the sword, the nine blue-colored flying swords made a sharp screeching sound. With a flash of blue light, a large cloud of blue-colored sword shadows swept out, slashing towards the blue-colored flying swords overwhelmingly.

For a while, the roar continued, and circles of visible air waves spread out.

Wang Qingshan kept fighting, and controlled nine flying swords to attack the blue flying sword.

He could see that this flying sword had been cultivated for too long, and a trace of spirituality was born. With just a little time, it should be able to subdue this flying sword.

Feijian with a trace of spirituality is very rare. It does not take thousands of years to cultivate a flying sword with spirituality with Jianfeng, but it is hard to find.

If he guessed correctly, this flying sword was seriously damaged. Its owner deliberately built a sword peak and used other flying swords to support this flying sword. Before this flying sword was damaged, it was at least a Lingbao-level flying sword. , it may even be a flying sword at the level of Tongtian Lingbao, otherwise it would not be so easy to give birth to spirituality.

According to Sword Master Xiaoyao, there is no one in a thousand sword cultivators who comprehend the meaning of the sword, no one in ten thousand sword cultivators who possess a psychic flying sword, and no one in ten thousand sword cultivators who possess a sword spirit.

As a sword cultivator, Wang Qingshan naturally knew the value of this flying sword.

If he can subdue this flying sword, his strength will definitely increase greatly.

A certain ten-thousand-zhang peak, the mountain is steep, and there are five monks gathered at the foot of the mountain. The head is an old man in black robes with thin cheeks and a young woman in a green dress with an indifferent look. Three monks, two men and one woman, followed them. Beside them, the three cultivators of the pill formation looked excited.

"It should be here. There must be a treasure on the top of the mountain, maybe it is a treasure that can reach the sky!"

The black-robed old man held a yellow sheepskin scroll in his hand and said excitedly.

"We made such a big noise, the Miao family must have sent someone in, let's make a quick decision and take away the treasure!"

The young woman in the green skirt urged that the forbidden area was in front of the Miao family's house. The longer the delay, the more troublesome it would be.

"Nephew Liu, you go up first and see if there is anything unusual."

The black-robed old man instructed a short and fat man in yellow shirt, after all, this is the place where demons are sealed, and there must be a strong restriction, so it would be better for the cultivator to take the lead.

The man in the yellow shirt nodded, released a yellow ape as tall as a person, and pointed at the peak: "Go."

He took out a palm-sized yellow fruit and handed it to the yellow ape. The yellow ape ate the yellow fruit, patted his chest excitedly, and strode towards the peak.

The yellow ape swaggered up to the peak, and walked hundreds of steps without any abnormality.

Only then did the man in the yellow shirt feel relieved, put a spiritual shield on himself, and walked towards the mountain.

They walked up and down the mountain and found nothing unusual.

"It seems that there is no ban on the bottom of the mountain, but it is hard to say on the mountain. [ ] Let's go!"

The black-robed old man waved his sleeves and walked towards the mountain, followed by the three young women in green skirts.

The mountains are a bit desolate and the vegetation is sparse.

After a cup of tea, they came to the middle of the mountain. In front of them, there was a courtyard that covered an extremely wide area. The entrance to the courtyard was closed. There were two lifelike stone statues at the entrance of the courtyard.

An ape statue holding two giant axes, a human figure holding a golden long sword in his hand.

As soon as they approached the statue ten feet, the two statues suddenly came to life and charged towards them.

"Stone puppet, this is rare."

The black-robed old man said with some surprise, he held out a glittering flag, and with a flick of it, the sound of ghosts and wolves roared loudly, and the gloomy wind burst.

The young woman in the green dress brought out two flying knives wrapped in green flames and chopped them on the stone puppet, making two muffled sounds of "kengkeng".

There was no scar on the stone puppet's body, and the void fluctuated together, and a pitch-black ghost claw suddenly appeared on top of the stone puppet's head, and the ghost claw grabbed the stone puppet below like lightning.

A series of "kengkeng" sounds sounded, the ghost claws caught on the stone puppet, and sparks flew everywhere.

"This is not an ordinary stone puppet, it seems to be a stone puppet beast from the Yuan Ying period!"

The black-robed old man frowned and said, the stone puppet is a special kind of puppet beast. It is usually a dead thing, and it will attack outsiders if it approaches.

"Hmph, puppet beasts are dead after all. Stone puppets that no one controls are not worth mentioning. It's just a lot of effort. Don't delay, let's fight quickly!"

The young woman in the green skirt snorted softly and urged.

She took out a banana fan whose azure light was erratic, and with a light blow, a large swath of extremely cold green flames swept out, hitting the two stone puppet beasts rumbling!

The billowing flames engulfed the two stone puppet beasts, and the black-robed old man took out a black machete that was two feet long. As soon as the machete appeared, a gust of overcast wind blew through, and the temperature in the vicinity suddenly dropped.

A black light flashed, and a large black blade swept out, slashing towards the sea of ​​green fire.

After a series of roaring sounds, the two stone puppet beasts were torn apart.

The next moment, the surrounding environment changed, and the five old men in black robes suddenly appeared in a continuous yellow desert, and gusts of wind whistled past, blowing a large amount of yellow sand.

"Not good, formation! It seems that the two stone puppet beasts are not the stone puppet beasts of the Nascent Soul, but a trap that triggered the ban."

The black-robed old man frowned and said.

"After so many years, the power of the ban will not be much left, let's break the formation together!"

The yellow desert shook violently, and seven yellow giants more than ten feet tall emerged from the ground. Their bodies were covered with yellow spiritual patterns, and their eyes were dull.

The young woman in the green skirt didn't care, the green banana fan in her hand shone brightly, billowing green flames swept out, and struck in all directions.

Boom!

The two yellow giants were submerged in green flames, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

The black-robed old man and others cast spells one after another, attacking the yellow giant.

The roar continued, all kinds of magic spells lit up, and countless yellow gravels burst open and scattered in all directions.