As Yu Xing fell heavily into the dense forest below, the 108 flying swords in the sky also flipped in the direction and flew towards the pillar of light that was not far away in Yu Ran Mountain.

And in the torrent of sword light transformed by the flying sword, a figure could be vaguely seen.

However, Jueyue did not pursue, but instead turned into a hazy spiritual light with the hideous man. He merged into a hazy spiritual light again, and turned into the previous step-to-shot Mingwang Dharma body with four arms and two heads.

And the Yu Xing, who fell into the forest, turned into a mezzanine-long red puppet, hitting the soil and rocks, and shattering into several pieces.

This was the secret inherited method "The Soul-Leaving Doll" obtained by Yu Xing, who killed the demon soul cultivator who took over the Jiang family ancestor Jiang Cang. This method can be refined into a doll with the same aura as his own.

However, Yu Xing also understood that due to the method of "Xuanji Soul", when the distance is close, demon soul cultivators can interact with each other, so this doll cannot hide it from Jueyue. He just used this method to temporarily escape and no longer get entangled with Jueyue.

The mysterious souls divided by the Demon Lord have thirty-six paths, which means there are thirty-six inheritances of martial arts. Except for a few of the demon souls who have not yet grown up, they were killed by other monks in the Xiaohuan Realm, the other demon souls are killed by themselves.

Therefore, the remaining five demon soul cultivators are all carrying many secret techniques.

For example, the wonderful use of "The Soul-Leaving Doll" is not actually in this kind of cultivator battle, but in resolving curses from afar that come from unknown sources. Unfortunately, ordinary curses in the small world are extremely rare, not to mention those profound and evil curses. The secret techniques inherited by Jiang Cang are actually not very useful, and they are only used to escape.

Jueyue looked at the direction where Yu Xing was going, and Ei looked crazy and cruel in his eyes, while he was sad and respectful, and seemed to understand the other party's thoughts.

In the torrent of sword light, Yu Xing was no longer dressed in a cloth clothes, but in the hazy green light, there was a pair of ancient blue and white armor all over his body, with Kunpeng's appearance imprinted on his chest and back armor, and a bright light flashed.

This behavior naturally fell into the eyes of the two powerful monks Xuan Ji and Ming Xin who were talking.

"It should be the mysterious treasure martial arts worn by the true disciples of the Jiuqin Sect." Ming Xin said calmly.

The monks used magic weapons from the beginning, and then they were magic weapons, spiritual treasures, mysterious treasures, etc., and of course, there were also the legendary Tongtian Xuan treasures, which were extremely rare. They were strange objects nurtured in a world, containing mysterious rules and were beyond the control of ordinary monks. Such treasures can only be fully exerted in the hands of those Mahayana monks, and are truly a treasure that governs the clan.

"Kunpeng is dead, more than 100,000 years have passed. Not to mention the great reduction in the spirituality of this treasure, what is more important is that he cannot borrow His power anymore, and he will no longer be able to dominate the power of the past. If it weren't for the influence of the remaining true spirit of Kunpeng in the Xuanbao Martial Arts, the ten thousand swords would not have broken free from my soul-combining method." Xuan Ji said. With his vision, he could see the depth of this martial arts armor at a glance, let alone this martial arts equipment, which he had seen once thousands of years ago.

"Kunpeng is still there," said Ming Xin. He had also visited the Nine Qin Secret Realm and found something strange.

"While water and wind invading the deep-porn He angered that person, he naturally would not die so easily. This guy was very patient. While I gathered the mystery of the small world, he confused Wan Jian, unexpectedly turned me into a corpse, and seized most of the battle results from it. But now he didn't know whether he was still hiding deep in the ancient world or fleeing to other worlds." Xuan Ji said slowly, with no joy or anger in his words, and no emotional fluctuations.

After getting rid of the life span, Xuan Ji no longer feels sorrow and joy because of some small gains and losses. All I have been seeking for in my life lies in the word "Tao".

At the same time, He pointed lightly, and a hazy black light appeared in the pillar of light, and immediately enveloped the incarnation demon body floating in the air.

"The true body is still not liberated. No matter how He is, he will be in lingering. Do you have a kind heart to let Him go?" Mingxin smiled.

"You just stepped into our realm and didn't understand the disappointment of not seeing the dawn after you reached the end of a road. When you find that your three thousand blood demons are not able to pass, you will naturally understand this kind of thing. I just want to see if Kunpeng can take a new path and sweep away the mist of the lost path." Xuan Ji said.

"The great way is three thousand, eight hundred, and every line is connected. How can there be any ending?" Mingxin said confidently. As the Linghuan Realm is almost the last Mahayana monk, he is also the youngest among the many ancient Mahayana, and he is still diligent and indomitable.

Of course, without such ambition and firmness towards oneself, He would not be able to reach the current state.

While the two were talking, the demon body, which was quadruple, shone brightly, and a very ferocious armor was condensed. The armor was intertwined with black and red, and the armor was like an evil ghost. At the joints of the shoulders, knees, etc., there were several inch-long spikes, and the black light shone with a bitter chill.

It was originally a demon body lying horizontally, and it suddenly opened its eyes in the vast demonic energy poured from the air.

It looked at Yu Xing, with anger on his face, and immediately opened his mouth toward the sword light that was shooting out, and a black beam of light was sprayed out. Then it raised its hands and dozens of blood lights followed.

The sword light green rainbow collided with the two, intertwined and flickered constantly, bursts of bursts and roars spread all over the place, and the huge spiritual pressure caused by it shocked the spiritual energy gathered from nearby.

At first glance, the two sides were in stalemate, and for a moment, they couldn't tell which one had the upper hand.

I saw green sword lights constantly shooting out and the hazy black air. Occasionally, a few lights fell into the mountains several miles below, and the plants, trees, soil and rocks were quickly destroyed, leaving only a chaotic deep valley.

It was not until more than ten breaths that Yu Xing disappeared the blood light of the black pillar, stopped in the air, and gasped heavily.

However, before he could finish his breath, his face suddenly changed and his figure immediately escaped more than ten feet away.

At this moment, an extremely sharp and harsh sound rang out, and there were three black claw marks on the chest of the Xuanbao Martial Arts armor, and thin smoke was emitting.

And at the place where Yu Xing was before, a black and red mist appeared, revealing the incarnation of the demon body.

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the demon body with a mask of an evil ghost, "My good disciple, what are you trying to do?"
Chapter completed!