Chapter 244: One Sword

Black Stone City.

On the top of the towering giant mountain, the highest point of the third-order spiritual vein. Black Stone Patriarch sat cross-legged in the practice room, with black and gray mist surrounding him. With the rise and fall of the mist, Black Stone Patriarch's breath also changed constantly.

After hundreds of tests, Black Stone Patriarch corrected several possible errors and omissions. After confirming that they were correct, he finally began to practice the "secret art of avoiding disasters".

As the practice of the secret art deepened, Black Stone Patriarch clearly felt a layer of mysterious power appearing around him. This power was very similar to the heart demon disaster, but somewhat different.

"Finally, it was refined." Black Stone Patriarch opened his eyes, and a trace of emotional fluctuations flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that his life span was not much left, he would have wanted to find some more people to experiment. It's a pity that those foundation-building cultivators were not stupid. After being tricked by him for a few times, the remaining people all fled to the Qionghua Sect and the demon clan, leaving him with no targets for a while. Especially recently, a large number of Qionghua Sect cultivators have infiltrated the Southwest Region. Now Black Stone City has lost control over the Southwest Region. All the first-level spiritual veins in the border area have lost control, and even several second-level spiritual veins have fallen into the hands of the enemy.

There are also many second-level monsters from the demon clan who have infiltrated. The entire evil cultivation area is now in a mess, and even the resources needed by Black Stone Patriarch for his own cultivation have been affected.

However, these are all minor problems in the eyes of Black Stone Patriarch. As long as he survives this disaster, these ghosts and monsters can be suppressed with a flick of his hand. If he can't survive

People are dead, so why bother about the flood!

"Wait a little longer until I master this secret technique" Black Stone Patriarch murmured, and the breath on his body calmed down a little under his operation, and Black Stone Mountain returned to peace again.

Black Stone City is calm, and undercurrents are surging outside.

The Qionghua Sect officially broke through the entrance to the Far West. The Black Zombie Taoist was severely injured by the Qionghua Sect's peak master and fled back to Black Stone City alone. All other guarding monks died. The Jindan ancestor of the Qionghua Sect appeared in the southwest region for the first time. In the north, the demon clan Dapeng crossed the border mountains and directly occupied the second-level spiritual vein of the Five Eyes Guanzhu and the five nearby first-level spiritual veins. The demon clan officially moved south.

The southwest and the north were completely occupied.

The first round of probing attacks ended, and as everyone expected, the Black Stone ancestor did not move. After understanding the situation of the Black Stone ancestor, the actions of both sides became more and more intense, and they were too lazy to even pretend.

Occasionally, there was resistance in the middle, but in front of the two major forces, sporadic resistance was meaningless.

Time passed, and another three years passed in a flash.

In three years, Chen Luo successfully digested the "heart demon power" accumulated in the blood pool secret room. With the help of the Heart Demon Art, he absorbed the "heart demon power" that Mei Xuanxing needed ten years to digest in three years.

After absorbing this power, Chen Luo's cultivation officially reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and he would be a great cultivator with perfect foundation building.

Ninety-nine spiritual dragons!

With the improvement of his cultivation, Chen Luo slowly understood what it meant to cultivate immortals without time. The higher the cultivation, the longer it takes to cultivate. Thirty years have passed since he started practicing, and twenty-five years have passed since he left Shenhu Xianmen.

After three years of retreat, Chen Luo had a small gain.

He found that after the magic seeding art was integrated into the heart demon art, this technique had a new ability, that is, the magic seeding.

This kind of 'demon planting' is different from the 'demon seed' created by the master of the demon planting sect. It is an evil method of 'inducing people into demons'. As long as there is a demon in the heart, the demon planting formula can attract the other party's mind, magnify the other party's desire, and make the other party become a 'demon seed'. The stronger the demon seed, the larger the range of influence. When the demon seed is 'mature', it can be harvested.

This familiar ability reminded Chen Luo of Guoshan County.

When he was still in the Qi Refining Realm, he heard about the 'Six Desires Heavenly Demon Formula' in Guoshan County. At that time, an evil cultivator dug out an ancient evil cultivator from the ancient ruins and used his magical powers to bewitch the people of the city.

Boom! !

A violent explosion came from outside, and the entire Gumo Mountain's formation was activated. The dense formations were linked together to form a spherical light curtain, covering Gumo Mountain.

"I have heard that Gumo Mountain is the dojo of the Dan formation master. I didn't expect that this formation is really good and can actually block Laozi's hammer."

An arrogant voice sounded outside.

"Master!"

"Mountain Master."

Several figures appeared outside the secret room where Chen Luo was in seclusion. When Chen Luo pushed the door open, he saw a white elephant monster standing outside the mountain, more than five meters tall and holding two copper hammers.

The big monster's breath was like an abyss. The breath of his whole body corroded the surrounding grass and trees into withered yellow leaves, and the place where his feet stood turned into yellow soil. This was his practice method, which could devour the living things around him.

"Stay on the mountain, don't walk around."

Chen Luo said to Mu Xiaoyu, looking outside the mountain.

Several second-level spiritual veins have changed owners in the past three years, such as Wuyanguan and Zhongmo Valley. The perfect realm masters in these two places have died, and the remaining Poison Dragon Pond and Green Bamboo Forest have also been attacked. Chen Luo's Gumo Mountain has been calm for three years due to its geographical location, but it has also been targeted.

The white elephant was the first to come and test.

"This place has my fancy. Do you want to get out of here? Or wait until I smash your broken tortoise shell and then I'll come and hammer you to death?"

Sensing Chen Luo's gaze, the white elephant demon grinned, and saw the power in his hand turn, and the green energy swirled around his body, and finally gathered at the top of the copper hammer in his hand.

Bang! !

Another hammer, the terrifying force was like substance, the air was shaken, and a strong wind burst out. The formation near the edge of the mountain was shaken by the hammer. If Chen Luo had not reinforced it several times before, these two hammers could have broken the edge formation.

One force can break all methods, which is most suitable for such a reckless man.

They don't understand the formation, but they have enough strength.

Seeing Chen Luo not speaking, the white elephant demon suddenly felt bored. He finally knew why no one came to rob this place for three years. It was really that the formation master was too boring. It took a lot of energy to break the formation. When you break the formation, others are still at their peak. It is a weak against a strong person. No one with a normal brain would do it.

But the white elephant demon happened to be one of those people with a bad brain.

Raised the copper hammer again, the light flashed.

The demon power in the white elephant demon's body gathered to the peak at once. On the mountain, Chen Luo stretched out one hand, and a pure white sword flew into his hand. There are a lot of first-level magic weapons on the mountain. As a second-level weapon refiner, Chen Luo would refine some when he had nothing to do. Some semi-finished products would be given to Ding Zhao and others, and the rest would be thrown on the mountain as ornaments.

‘One sword can cut it. ’

In the external brain, the brain of the sword cultivator Wang Mingyi emerged.

This kind of demon cultivator has thick skin and flesh, which is tougher than many physical cultivators. If you really go out to fight him, even if you win, you will have to consume a lot of spiritual power. It’s not okay to leave it alone. This guy is not smart and will keep smashing outside. The formation has consumption. Not to mention the tolerance of the formation flag, the second-level formation arranged by Chen Luo is connected to the Gu Mo Mountain, and it also consumes the second-level spiritual power of the Gu Mo Mountain.

He can’t let this guy continue to hammer.

The person who secretly instigated this guy to come here also thought of this, so he was not in a hurry.

In Chen Luo’s perception, there are still three powerful auras around, and these people are hiding in the dark and watching.

‘Qingmu Sword Intention. ’

Chen Luo’s clothes swelled up, and spiritual sword energy began to emerge around him. All the magic swords flying up the mountain trembled, and even the magic swords held by Mu Xiaoyu and others began to vibrate.

Sword cultivator?

The other disciples didn’t know, but Ding Zhao saw it at a glance.

He was shocked because he saw it.

Isn’t the mountain master a magic cultivator?

When he was in Shenhu Xianmen, Chen Luo entered the Enlightenment Peak like him, and mainly practiced the Soul Method. How come he suddenly became a sword cultivator now? Looking at his skilled techniques, it doesn’t seem like he’s pretending.

Chen Luo held the sword in his hand, and his aura became more and more fierce. From his perspective, every time the white elephant demon raised the hammer, the demon power on his body would circulate, and when the copper hammer was smashed out, the demon energy on his body was the thinnest. This time was very short, about only one breath.

A one-breath flaw can’t even be considered a flaw.

Not everyone can break the white elephant demon’s defense.

Now.

When the White Elephant Demon raised the copper hammer again and prepared to hit it for the fourth time, the sword in Chen Luo's hand flashed violently.

The precious sword exploded and collapsed into debris.

A gorgeous sword energy broke through the air from the top of the mountain.

But in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the White Elephant Demon.

Fast! It was too fast.

Chen Luo had just drawn his sword in the previous second, and the sword energy was in front of him in the next second.

"Sword cultivator?!"

The White Elephant Demon was furious, and he shouted violently and subconsciously wanted to use his demon energy to resist. However, he had just swung the hammer, and now his old strength was exhausted and the new strength had not yet been generated.

Only a "puff" sound was heard.

The sword energy passed through his body, breaking through the air and flying away like cutting tofu, all the way to the far end and slashing on a mountain peak, bringing up dust all over the sky, and the triangular mountain peak was cut off by the sword energy and slid horizontally.

The White Elephant Demon stood in place, a lot of blood burst out of his body, and his body shook on both sides and collapsed to the left and right. Blood eroded a large area of ​​land, and the fishy smell mixed in the air and drifted away.

The sword energy cut through the forehead, splitting the white elephant monster into two and killing it on the spot.

On the top of the mountain, Chen Luo glanced at the three people in the dark and turned back to the practice room.

A group of people were left looking at the scene with shock on their faces.

This is a white elephant monster in the late stage of foundation building!

A big monster famous for physical cultivation, this guy was killed by a sword of the alchemy master. Isn't it said that the alchemy master mainly relies on the formation to be violent? Why is the sword art so exaggerated?

"Go!"

The three figures in the dark disappeared instantly, without even looking at the dead white elephant monster over there.

A test ended here.

I believe that after this time, no one will come to Gumo Mountain to make trouble for a long time. (End of this chapter)