Chapter 1680 Grandmist Sword Manual

"This Zhong Xuan is indeed a bit cunning..." Ye Tian showed a slight smile, and said to himself lightly.

As soon as Ye Tian's voice fell, Ren Qing over there finally noticed something strange, and his complexion changed slightly.

He stretched out his hand far away, and the immortal energy around him shook violently, as if the sea was boiling, a powerful force swayed and landed on Zhong Xuan in the golden net.

That Zhong Xuan didn't say a word, the semi-illusory figure trembled violently for a few breaths, then suddenly burst open, turning into a wisp of green smoke, apart from this love, there was nothing else.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ren Qing, you are still too young, in front of this old man, you are too young!"

Zhong Xuan's voice was heard in the distant sky, outside the golden net, full of confidence and pride.

Perhaps at this time it can no longer be called Zhong Xuan, but should be called Wuji like Ren Qing.

From a distance, it looks like a spherical light cluster, from which comes an old and indifferent voice.

Ye Tian clearly saw that this guy called Wuji was not as chic as he appeared on the surface. He actually forcibly cut off a part of his body before Ren Qing trapped himself with a big golden net, Part of it was discarded as the gecko's tail, so it was able to escape.

A trace of anger flashed in Ren Qing's eyes, his face was livid, and with a wave of his hand, the entire golden net suddenly collapsed.

"Wuji, I will definitely catch you!" Ren Qing gritted his teeth.

"That's meaningless!" Wuji smiled, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place. Ye Tian saw that it was far beyond the terrifying speed of the early stage of the true immortal, and Ren Qing must not be able to catch up.

Ren Qing also knew this very well in his heart. After breaking free from the emotion of failure, he checked in place, turned around and left as Changhong.

As for Ye Tian, ​​he followed Wuji closely.

On the one hand, it is the seemingly extraordinary experience of this guy called Wuji before.

Furthermore, Ye Tian discovered through this period of observation that Wuji not only had a strange experience, but also behaved strangely, and his state was also extremely strange.

Listening to the conversation between him and the monk named Ren Qing, this Wuji seems to be a strong man in a sect called Wujimen.

It's just that he didn't know why he left the sect three hundred years ago, and in the process of leaving, his body and soul were forcibly separated, and what is in front of Ye Tian now is a part of that soul.

But the most important thing is that Ye Tian noticed that this Wuji doesn't seem to be the soul body of a monk.

With his speed, it is still very easy to keep up with Wuji.

After flying behind Wuji for several hours, it was not until midnight that Wuji slowly stopped.

Previously, in order to escape from Ren Qing's men, Wuji paid a lot, but now it is at the end of his strength, and he wants to stop and recuperate.

At the beginning, it was in the state of a teenager, but later, in order to escape from Ren Qing's hands, he turned into a round ball of light.

But at this time, it turned into a young man in his early twenties, whose figure was still somewhat illusory. After landing on the ground, he found a slightly hidden stone in the mountains and sat cross-legged on it. Above, close your eyes and adjust your breath.

After about half a quarter of an hour, Wuji suddenly opened his eyes gently.

It raised its face slightly and looked towards the sky, just as a raindrop fell on its slightly illusory forehead.

Suddenly it rained.

Wuji didn't take this matter to heart, shook his head slightly, and continued to close his eyes.

Gradually, the raindrops falling around became more and more dense.

"Da da da da!"

Wuji's figure suddenly froze.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his cold and indifferent eyes were full of horror.

He tried his best to turn his eyes around, but he couldn't see anything in his field of vision except the rain.

His body did not dare to move.

After pondering for a while, Wuji seemed to have stabilized his initial emotions, and a strange color began to flash in his eyes.

The raindrops around him suddenly started to slow down.

Once the tens of thousands of raindrops normally falling from the sky approached Wuji's body, it was as if the flow of time in that space was forcibly slowed down, passing by in an extremely weird manner.

But such a strange situation only lasted for a few breaths.

The next moment, Wuji's slightly illusory figure suddenly flashed violently!

Countless raindrops falling slowly around suddenly became normal, and fell on Wuji's body with a clatter!

These thousands of raindrops are woven into an extremely powerful cage.

This cage does not seem to be as powerful as the golden net that Ren Qing cast before.

But Wuji was tightly trapped inside, and there was no way to break free.

"I don't know that seniors are here to clean up and disturb seniors, but they also ask seniors to hold me up and let me go."

"I'm just a soul body, and I don't have any value. It's not worth it for seniors to spend energy on me!"

After struggling to resist but had no effect, Wuji finally gave up struggling completely and began to beg for mercy.

In the air opposite him, Ye Tian's figure gradually emerged.

"I know you are a soul body," Ye Tian said lightly, "I have been with you for a long time."

Wuji was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't understand what Ye Tian meant.

He stared at Ye Tian closely and sized him up. In Wuji's long years, he had never seen a strong man who could match Ye Tian.

Wuji's wisdom is very high. He knows that he has the ability to struggle when facing Ren Qing, so his attitude is very tough.

But when he faced Ye Tian, ​​and he had just gone through the seemingly gentle but extremely fierce confrontation, he also knew that he had no ability to escape from the struggle in front of this strange strong man, so he immediately changed. Very docile.

"I'm more interested in your state. You don't seem to be the soul of a human monk." Ye Tian asked seriously with a smile on his face.

"Yes, I am not human." Wuji said slowly.

"I am a demon spirit. I was once sealed by the Wuji Gate. I escaped and wandered outside for 300 years. I have arrived in the field today." Wuji's words were full of desolation and sorrow.

"You're lying!" Ye Tian looked at Wuji indifferently.

"Although I can't see your real body, I can be sure that you are neither human nor demon!"

"You'd better tell the truth and don't play tricks. You must be aware of my strength. If you dare to deceive me again, I will completely wipe out your intelligence and make you a puppet like a marionette!"

Ye Tian looked at Wuji with cold eyes, and his words revealed killing intent like an endless ocean. These killing intents were like substance, completely covering Wuji.

"I am……"

Under this monstrous and powerful pressure, Wuji hesitated for a moment, and finally opened his mouth slowly.

"I am a sword."

"The name of this sword is Wuji."

"The Wuji Sword is also the supreme treasure of the Wuji Sect, and it ranks sixth on the Hongmeng Sword Manual."

"When I left the Wuji Gate three hundred years ago, I was separated from the sword body. I am the sword spirit of the Wuji Sword." The Wuji Sword Spirit said.

"Hongmeng Sword Manual?" Ye Tian frowned slightly.

"This continent is endless, and countless powerful heaven and earth soldiers have been born on it, and nine of them are the strongest, all of which are swords!"

"Together they are the Grandmist Sword Manual." Wuji Sword Spirit explained.

"I heard the old man talk about Tianwu Palace earlier, what kind of organization is it?" Ye Tian asked again.

"Like the Promise Sect, it is one of the most powerful sects on this continent."

"The Heavenly Martial Palace possesses the fifth Tianwu Sword on the Grandmist Sword Manual." Wuji Sword Spirit said.

"The Wuji sword is ranked sixth, and the Tianwu sword is ranked fifth. What about the ones that are higher?" Ye Tian asked.

"I don't know the specific names of the first three swords, but each of them is a peerless weapon that can shake the entire continent!!"

"Except for the sixth-ranked Tianwu sword that is ahead of me, all I know is the fourth-ranked sword." Wuji Sword Spirit said seriously.

"Its name is..."

"Nine Songs!"

...

...

At the same time, in a stretch of mountains that is far away from here.

In the dead of night, there was a huge full moon in the sky.

The silver brilliance is softly sprinkled among the mountains and valleys, quiet and serene.

Looking at it from another angle, the surprisingly large moon seems to be hanging on the top of a mountain, setting it off extremely high.

On the top of the mountain, in the moonlight, a black figure appeared at some point.

The man was wearing a short robe that reached his thighs, and a thin belt was tied around his waist. The part that grew out was blown by the wind along with the clothes, and his long hair was tied up randomly, flying wantonly in the wind. The legs are slender, and the arms are folded.

What is noticeable is that there is a sword on his back, the hilt is pointing obliquely to the sky, and it is quietly hidden in the sheath.

His face was covered by a black mask, and the hair on his forehead was slightly raised by the wind, revealing a pair of bright moon-like eyes.

A black figure in the moon looked extremely indifferent.

He quietly looked at the back of the mountain. In the darkness, countless tall buildings in the mountain range could be faintly seen. Under the illumination of the moonlight, they rose one after another and looked spectacular.

...

The mountains belong to a sect called Shadowvale.

Although the power of this sect on the huge East Continent is not as good as that of Tianwu Palace and the Wuji Sect, which is beginning to be lonely, it can still be regarded as the overlord of one party.

Tonight he was cultivating in the Dao Hall of the main peak as usual, when he suddenly felt a palpitation, he got up and walked out of the Dao Hall to check.

Then he saw the thin figure holding the sword in the moon.

He knows that person.

Taoist Jing Yao was expressionless, but there was despair and sadness in his eyes.

But immediately, he gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew past, turning into a soft chant and howling in the sky, echoing in the entire stretch of mountains.

The entire Shadow Valley was on alert amidst the roars!

From countless peaks and valleys, countless figures flew out and gathered towards the place where Taoist Jing Yao was.

At the same time, the figure inside the moon on the top of the mountain began to slowly walk down the mountain.

...

When the figure with the sword came to the front of those buildings, countless strong men in Shadow Valley had already gathered here.

As dazzling as the moon in the sky is, so is the figure with the negative sword in it.

Therefore, all the strong people present noticed this person in an instant.

Then they feel like a big enemy.

Then they feel fear.

The negative sword figure's gaze was calm, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he stretched his hand behind his back, grabbed the hilt of the sword that was pointing obliquely at the sky, and then pulled it out.

Taoist Jing Yao glanced at a silent old man beside him, that was the only strong man in the middle stage of true immortality in their Shadow Valley besides him.

The two strongest men looked at each other, looking at each other speechlessly, seeing despair in each other's eyes.

The thin figure didn't make a sound, but drew out the sword on his own, placed it across his chest, and looked at it carefully.

This is an extremely simple sword, except for the blade and the blade, it is completely black, as if the figure is holding darkness in its hand. There are countless complicated and mysterious lines on the body of the sword, and the blade reflects white light, which is extremely cold.

After a while, he flicked the gun in his hand! There was a crisp sound of tearing the air.

In the next moment, the sword emitted faint moonlight, and at the same moment, the bright moon in the sky seemed to be swallowed by the darkness in an instant and disappeared into the night sky!

The world immediately fell into darkness, and everyone suddenly felt as if they were swallowed by an ancient giant beast, which was extremely dull and depressing. In this way, the sword that radiates moonlight is extremely obvious.

The moment Taoist Jing Yao saw the moonlight radiating from the sword, he only felt a cold feeling rushing up his spine, and his whole body seemed to be gradually falling into an endless ice abyss. Those fears were like blood basins. With a big mouth, he bit his whole body, tore his body to pieces, and swallowed the blood and bones bit by bit!

"That's, that's the Nine Songs Sword!" The old man beside Daoist Jing Yao said with difficulty, his pupils shrinking.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face instantly became extremely old.

A sword that scatters moonlight in his cloudy eyes began to become more and more obvious, and then, the sword in that eye also began to emit light!

After a while, the eyes of the middle-stage true immortal were filled with silvery moonlight.

It was as if the old man had a pair of silver eyes!

While covering the eyes of the old man, the moonlight also began to spread to the old man's sea of ​​consciousness and body. Those silver moonlights seemed to be highly poisonous, crazily eroding the old man's meridians and sea of ​​consciousness!

In just an instant, those moonlights tore the body of this middle-stage true immortal into a mess, all meridians were destroyed, and all internal organs were burned! With a 'plop', the old man fell to the ground with his silver eyes open!

"Don't look at that sword!" Daoist Jing Yao saw the old man fell to the ground and died, his heart trembled violently, and then he remembered the legend about the Jiuge! His face changed, and he shouted loudly.