The Great Enlightenment

Chapter 262 The Three-foot Sword
I don't know how long it took, and above the stone bridge in Anyang County, there was a stream of yin energy condensed from the world, twisting and surging, and gradually transformed into a veiled woman in a snow-white neon dress.

The woman's face was covered by a moon-white veil, and it became even more blurred under the action of a strange force, making it impossible for ordinary creatures to peep.

"It turned out that it was 'her' house slave who wanted to use my hand to stop that little Highness?" Xuanyin Ghost murmured in a low voice, and a cold light appeared in his distorted and blurred eyes, "How dare you?" Use me like a tool, these house slaves deserve to die!"

Just as a murderous intent surged in the depths of his mind, a icy blue and frosty white pure moonlight appeared above his soul, and this moonlight band turned into a moon-white chain glowing with azure blue light , completely imprisoned the dark yin spirit of the Xuanyin ghosts, and there is an irresistible force of terrifying erosion on it, melting the souls of the Xuanyin ghosts bit by bit.

The Xuanyin ghost forcefully endured the sharp pain above the soul, restrained all the extra thoughts, and repeated in a low voice: "Please calm down the anger, I know I was wrong."

After a few breaths, the extremely spiritual moon white chains could no longer detect the resistance of the mysterious Yin ghost, and gradually dissipated, recondensing into a icy blue moonlight, standing quietly in the depths of the mysterious Yin ghost's soul. place.

Xuanyin Ghost lowered his eyes, looking at the dark river flowing under the stone bridge, the resentment and murderous intent in his eyes had almost solidified.

"Since it is impossible to resist these house slaves, the only way to have a chance to regain freedom is to kill that 'Little Highness' first."

While his thoughts were spinning, Xuanyin Guiling calmed down a little, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Taiyu Shengzong from afar.

"But that little Highness is the direct blood of 'her', and I am born of a trace of mysterious yin true energy above the true spirit of 'her'. Why, is it really possible to shoot him to death?"

Although the Xuanyin ghost spirits are currently in the realm of the gods and ghosts, their cultivation comes from the Xuanyin true spirit who can control the Yin energy of the world, and "Little Highness" Ji Yuenian is Princess Aoli's only one. Bloodline, its affinity for Xuanyin true energy is even much higher than Xuanyin ghost spirit.

If the Xuanyin Ghost Spiritual Desire wants to restrain and kill Ji Yuenian with Yin Qi from heaven and earth, it is very likely that it will not have the desired effect.

Unknowingly, the icy blue moonlight flowed down, slowly covering the soul of the mysterious ghost.

Feeling the active blessing of the power of the vast moonlight, the Xuanyin ghost no longer hesitated, settled down, and condensed a picture scroll phantom several feet long with a flick of his sleeves.

On the phantom of the picture scroll is a beautiful young man wearing a Xuanyuan Snow Jade Crown and a Moyuan Cloud Pattern Robe.

"Your Highness, the day you leave Taiyu Shengzong is the day you die."

……

Taiyu Shengzong's sect competition, the first round, no return to Jinghai.

In the midst of countless distorted light and shadow changes, Ji Yuenian gently opened his eyes, and what greeted his eyes was an endless stretch of pale sky.

The extreme sky is above, and the water mirror is below. The mirror is colorless, but the sky is endless gray and white. Under such a reflection, everything between the sky and the earth turns into a gray and white.

A small phantom token emerged from Ji Yuenian's left shoulder, slowly rotating under the surge of gray-white light.

"The ratio of the upper ranks, there is no return to the sea of ​​mirrors."

"One step is one point, and the first round of the upper-level competition, the top [-] points will be taken."

The cold words came to his ears from the phantom of the token, Ji Yuenian turned his head slightly, glanced at the small token trembling slightly on his shoulder, and instantly knew its function.

This token is condensed according to the rules of Wuhui Jinghai. Every disciple who participates in the competition has such a token. Its function should be to record points or record images, and it cannot be destroyed at all.

The rules of Wuhui Jinghai are extremely simple, every time you take a step, a point will be added to the phantom of the token.

Ji Yuenian looked around, the sky and the earth were filled with endless gray and white, no living beings existed, and the only place with color was his own reflection in the mirror under his feet.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuenian seemed to have noticed something, and looked down at the black-robed boy in the mirror, thoughtfully.

A very light cracking sound came from afar.

Ji Yuenian suddenly turned around, only to realize that the pale sky behind him had begun to collapse at some point, and the pale sky split into countless huge pieces, which fell silently and slowly sank into the sea of ​​mirrors , merged into nothingness.

Mirror sea, no return.

The speed at which the land collapsed that day was not considered fast, but if Ji Yuenian had been standing still, it would only take a few tens of breaths to be completely swallowed up by the collapsing sky.

Take a step slowly.

The reflection in the sea of ​​mirrors below him suddenly disappeared, and condensed a few feet in front of Ji Yuenian.

Another quarter month year.

The hair crown, clothing, headband and appearance are all the same, the only difference is that their eyes seem to be a little numb.

"You don't have any cultivation?"

Ji Yuenian looked at the "Ji Yuenian" who was exactly like him in front of him, and gradually got a little understanding of the rules of the mirror sea of ​​no return.

Gently waving the sleeve robe, a stream of imperial profound energy shot out across it, directly rolling "Ji Yuenian" in front of him into gray and white light and shadow fragments, but the reflection under him never reappeared.

Taking another step, another "Ji Yuenian" condensed under the surge of gray and white light.

Although he also doesn't have any cultivation base, there seems to be a little more agility in his eyes.

As soon as this "Ji Yuenian" appeared, he rushed towards Ji Yuenian without saying a word, his sleeves fluttering, and his skills were even comparable to the innate warriors in the world.

As Ji Yuenian stepped forward, there was a vast and tyrannical Taiyu Xuanqi surging around him. That "Ji Yuenian" never came close at all, and was swept away by the aftermath of Taiyu Xuanqi into a broken gray-white light and shadow.

"Ji Yue Nian in Tongming Mountains, one point."

"Ji Yue Nian in Tongming Mountains, two points."

……

From time to time, a cold voice came from the small token on the shoulder, but Ji Yuenian didn't seem to care at all, and kept walking, walking in the gray sea of ​​mirrors.

"Ji Yue Nian in Tongming Mountains, eleven points."

As the sound of the token fell, the reflection that had just appeared in front of Ji Yuenian was a little different.

Although it was also directly swept away by the Taiyu Xuanqi, his cultivation base has reached the state of mind-fire tracing the mystery, and the spell he cast is also extremely pure "Taiyu Xuanqing Jue Lingzhen Jue".

"Ji Yuenian of Tongming Mountains, 22 points."

Into the mysterious upper realm.

For the first time, Ji Yuenian stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he fixedly looked at the "Ji Yuenian" in front of him who was in the realm of returning to the truth.

This "Ji Yuenian" not only has the pure imperial profound energy surging around his body, but also has a trace of heaven and earth's yin energy in the depths of his eyes, and even the magic weapon in his hand is a simple three-foot-long handle. wooden sword.

The Imperial Ebony Sword is the True Blood River Sword before it truly reveals its form.

(End of this chapter)