Eternal Tranquility

Seeing the fire and magic coming towards him, Liu Qinghuan flashed and floated into the air. He held the Parting Sword Technique in his hand, and the slender Qingying Sword seemed to suddenly become extremely thick. The powerful sword force quickly gathered and struck the two people below with a shocking slash!

Countless people who were watching the excitement were shocked. The sword was majestic and covered a huge area. Many people were afraid to avoid it.

The faces of the two people at the center of the sword's force turned livid. The late-stage foundation-building monk threw a green jade ruler towards the Green Shadow Sword.

There was only a "click" sound, and the jade ruler broke into two pieces under the light of the sword. The sword kept moving, still slashing at the two of them.

But he saw the monk in the middle stage of foundation building fanning out a blazing fire. He quickly retreated and took out a dark green ball. Seeing that the situation was not good, he went straight to the stone palace gate and wanted to escape.

"I want to run away!" Liu Qinghuan sneered. The Pogang Golden Lotus disappeared into the void with a flick of his hand, and when it reappeared, it was in front of the monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

"You actually control two spiritual weapons at the same time!" The mid-term monk was inexplicably horrified. He twisted his body to avoid the front, turned the fan in his hand, and turned into five long sharp black claws, swinging towards the golden lotus with the sound of whistling wind.

Unexpectedly, a petal of the golden lotus opened, and several thin golden needles suddenly flew out from the center of the flower, bypassing the long claws and heading straight for his face.

A scream came out, and the people watching the show all focused on the monk in the middle stage. They saw that his eyes had been pierced by golden needles, and terrible blood marks flowed all over his face. He rolled twice on the ground and then died. Death.

The two monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building did not survive a few rounds before they were all killed by Liu Qinghuan.

"Second brother!" the late-stage monk on the other side exclaimed.

Although Liu Qinghuan controlled the Broken Gang Golden Lotus to kill the mid-stage monks, the Qingying Sword was not affected, so the late-stage monks were still faced with the huge sword power coming from the air.

The demonic energy billowing from his body quickly condensed into a black magic armor. He threw himself to the side and rolled again to avoid Liu Qinghuan's slashing attack.

The splitting sword technique was extremely powerful when opened and closed. It cut a deep sword mark several feet long on the ground before it stopped. Then the Qingying Sword withdrew its momentum and disappeared silently into the void.

"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute!" the later monk shouted, and he rolled forward in embarrassment, barely dodging the Qingying Sword that suddenly appeared from behind his head: "Fellow Taoist, if you have something to say, please tell me. We really wanted to buy it just now. Your round beads are not meant to be robbed!"

Liu Qinghuan called back the Broken Gang Golden Lotus, and the Green Shadow Sword stopped in mid-air, and said calmly: "So, I misunderstood?"

"Yes, yes." The man nodded repeatedly, with a flattering smile on his face: "Just now, my two brothers were young and ignorant, and they offended fellow Taoist. But they have been killed by you now. I hope fellow Taoist can do this. cool down."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him like a fool, and he reached out to grab the storage rings of the two dead men: "Of course, in order to apologize to fellow Taoists, in addition to their storage rings, I am willing to give him 20,000 spiritual stones. You apologize."

Liu Qinghuan has never met such a person before. Isn't this too flexible?

There was a burst of laughter from the side, and someone shouted loudly: "Hahaha, Zhong Daqing, he hunts geese all day long. Today, a geese pecked his eyes out. You sometimes make mistakes!"

"Hey, you don't know, right? This guy will spend money and pay for his life every time he fails to rob someone. This is not the first time."

"Tsk, tsk, is there still such a thing? But who has the support of the Jindan Patriarch behind him? If he doesn't give face to Lingshi, he must also give face to the Huangshan Patriarch."

"Shut up, you guys who are just watching!" Zhong Daqing's face turned red with embarrassment and embarrassment: "If you keep arguing, I'll cut out your tongues!"

He turned his head and looked at Liu Qinghuan with a shy face: "Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him for several breaths before nodding.

The other party was overjoyed and quickly took out a storage bag, counted 20,000 spiritual stones, put two storage rings together, and threw them to Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan took it without looking at it and walked towards the stone palace gate.

There were whispers from behind: "Do you know who this person is? He can actually control two powerful spiritual weapons at the same time. The distraction is so powerful, he can't be an unknown person, right?"

"I really don't know each other, how about you?"

The water ripples on the stone door were as soft as nothing. Liu Qinghuan stepped in and suddenly heard a call from behind: "Liu Qinghuan?"

Liu Qinghuan was shocked. He turned around and saw an icy blue sword light flying quickly over the floating island. In the blink of an eye, he found that he was already on a small slope in the desolate mountains.

That voice...

Liu Qinghuan was in disbelief, almost thinking that he was hallucinating!

That was clearly Yunzheng's voice!

That's right, that ice blue sword light is so familiar, who is it if it's not Yunzheng? !

But why did Yunzheng appear in Saofeng Continent?

He was extremely excited, hoping that Yun Zheng would appear in front of him next moment, but after waiting for a long time, no one teleported in.

It seems that the teleportation location of Buguixu is uncertain...

Liu Qinghuan was a little disappointed, but thinking that Yun Zheng was very likely to enter Bugui Ruins, he felt energetic and hoped that they could meet him soon.

He raised his head and looked around, only to realize that the weather here was so gloomy that it seemed like it would rain in the next moment. A gust of cold wind blew by, and he instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

The joy of seeing Yunzheng was quickly blown away. Tiny whispers like weeping were carried in the wind, and if there were insignificant screams and wails, they were like a death struggle, coming from a distant place. Interspersed with the sounds of brutal killing, Liu Qinghuan seemed to see a battlefield full of blood, with countless people dying tragically...

These voices have been lingering in his ears. Despair, pain, anger, hatred, confusion...all kinds of dark emotions are tearing at him, as if they want to tear him apart. Even if the five senses are closed, they still cannot be stopped.

Liu Qinghuan screamed again and again, finally regaining his consciousness, and knelt down on the small slope, breathing heavily.

There were still whispers in his ears, and he stood up from the ground with a golden light on his body.

"Is this the Wind of Sorrow?"

Not returning to the ruins is indeed extremely dangerous!

Suddenly a drizzle began to fall in the sky. Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand and found that the rain had the color of blood, and every drop carried a trace of unwillingness and resentment.

The rain of blood became heavier and heavier, and pools of blood-like rainwater soon accumulated in the low-lying areas on the ground, gathering into small streams.

Liu Qinghuan's protective shield has been completely dyed red, and the Buddhist golden light shield competes fiercely with the entangled death energy, quickly consuming his mana.

He was afraid that he would suffer if he continued like this. He tried it, and the blood rain dripped directly on the clothes, and they seemed to be immersed in molten gold water, quickly rotting and shattering.

He did not dare to hesitate any longer and ran towards the nearest mountain. He quickly dug a hole that could accommodate him and hid in it.