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    Chapter One Hundred and Eighty, Eat Longevity Meat, Become Longevity

    Kunwu in Yunqing's hand turned into a hanging sword, and the blade of the blade was like a bird swimming by, and it broke when it touched it. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

    She walked out of the black magic flame without birth and beginning, perfectly avoiding the exploration of Han Sheng's infinite sword intent, because the magic flame swept everything into the void and engulfed everything, so the entire Great Sun Pure Land has only its surroundings. No sword glow coverage.

    She raised Kun Wu with one hand, and quickly clenched the other hand: "Hang Jian to cut the sky!"

    In this form, Kunwu's sharp edge is better than Zhengang, and the blade is thin and light, passing through the air like a bird flapping its wings, leaving no trace. Even Han Sheng didn't notice it until it was close at hand, and at this time he couldn't dodge.

    The extremely thin blade slashed across the top of his head and slashed all the way to the top of his breastplate. With one blow, most of his face was cut off. Han Sheng's entire face was bone-white and bloody. The blade was too sharp, and before Han Sheng could feel any pain, his sight was covered by blood. But when he reached his realm, the sword was moved by the heart, and he didn't need to see things with his eyes. His heart slammed, and countless sword qi condensed in the air, swept out, and went straight to Yunqing.

    This sword glow is bloody, and the will to die is obvious.

    The black sky of the Great Sun Pure Land was infiltrated with blood red, the sky was raining blood, and the wind and fire were stained with a fishy smell. A warm and crazy atmosphere spread in the Demon Realm. Yun Qing felt that Han Sheng was starting to fight desperately, so he didn't fight hard, and just turned around and retreated. She is a thousand years behind Han Sheng, and she is also separated from him by a small realm, so it is very unwise to fight head-on.

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    Besides, she doesn't need to fight hard against people who are desperate for her life. People who fight with the will of "I will die" are generally invincible. She just needs to wait for this will to die to become despair, and then make another move. break.

    How could Han Sheng just let her hide away like this? He directly raised his hand and summoned seven, seven and forty-nine identical long swords and combined them into a sword formation. The sword formation takes care of the Big Dipper constellations with seven swords, and each constellation is surrounded by seven identical swords. Because the real essence comes from one person, the forty-nine swords are like one body, and the breath is majestic and mighty. Yun Qing felt a tightness in her chest, and she was directly hit by the sword stance into the black flames of the Great Sun Pure Land. She quickly stood up and turned her mind to look at Han Sheng. Jianmang, who was still afraid of fire just now, was able to break through the shackles of flames at this time.

    Yun Qing did not dodge or evade, she pointed Xuan Jian at herself with her backhand, and the magic pattern was faintly displayed on the blade, her expression was as calm as abyss.

    The advantage of Han Sheng's long cultivation time was manifested at this time. Even in a demonic realm like the Great Sun Pure Land, he could still use his true essence to form such a powerful Taoist technique. "Ya*wen*yan*love*first*post" And the reason why Yun Qing was able to detour with him for so long is because she has the Great Sun Pure Land to continuously extract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into demonic energy. Her own infuriating energy is not enough. So wasted.

    This seven-star sword formation Yun Qing had never seen before in the hands of Mo Ling's disciples, and she herself was not good at formation, so she was unable to prevent it for a while. Han Sheng was in the center of this sword formation, blood dripped down and wet his long white beard, and his black armor robe left a deep notch, just now Yun Qing was unable to break through his armor with his demonic energy. Chongtian sword qi blasted open the Great Sun Pure Land from the inside out, the storm outside poured in at once, Yun Qing was full of flames, and the rain turned into white mist.

    Han Sheng's hair is unkempt, his breath is surging, his shirt is flying, and the whole person is in a frenzy: "Doing this way... Is the Demon Venerable willing to fall into the underworld forever?"

    Yun Qing closed his eyes and lowered his head, smiled softly: "Under the Nine Serenities is Huangquan."

    Hearing this, Han Sheng was suddenly shocked, the sword energy on his body spurted out like magma, the whole person was like a water tank with countless holes poked out, the source of life surged wildly with endless power. To Yunqing. There was a thunderous explosion between the heavens and the earth, purple lightning shone the entire dark sky, and then the sword energy on his body burst into a dazzling light that shot straight into the sky. This ray of light directly broke through the dark clouds in the sky, and the sunlight seeped out from the cracks in the clouds, reflecting with this ray of light, as if two suns appeared in the sky!

    Sunlight sword light, bloody storm, crazy sword intent rushed towards Yun Qing.

    Yun Qing stood in the air, her expression was still peaceful and quiet, her sleeves were full of wind, she wore a white dress, and smiled warmly.

    The sword glow surged up from below, contacting her bare feet first, the flesh and bones were separated, the blood was scorched, and the flying clothes turned into gray embers. She is facing Han Sheng, her eyes have not opened, but Han Sheng can feel that she is really looking at him, he can even imagine her eyes without pupils. At Han Sheng's realm and age, there are very few things that make him afraid, but this feeling of being watched makes him horrified.

    Han Sheng's scalp was numb as he watched Jianmang smash her into pieces starting from her feet, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

    "Eat the long-lived meat, become my longevity..."

    A sigh followed the wind and rain, and when the sword light smashed her knees, Han Sheng also lost a bit of support and fell to his knees. The part below his knees disappeared, and the wound was exactly the same as that of Yun Qing. He wailed and fell from the sky, and the seventy-seven-forty-nine long swords instantly fell by half, and the light was no longer the same as before. At this time, Yun Qing's pressure was much less. She glanced at the situation on the field. Jian Chen took Hu Hanmei to hide away. Long Huai was a little exhausted, but the sword spirit was almost cleaned up.

    Her legs were all smashed by the sword light from the knees down, and now she is a little uncomfortable standing out of thin air. She waved her hand and summoned countless nine-headed scorpions, and countless snake mouths gnawed at Han Sheng, who had broken legs and face, and devoured him in a few seconds.

    "Many years ago, I said to Demon Venerable Wu Xia, if you have a son, if you have a son, the devil's way will flourish..." Han Sheng roared at the last bit of spirit, "Now I have to say something to you! If you have a son, all the Taoists will pour!"

    "Thank you Ji Yan."

    Yun Qing replied calmly and calmly, then waved his sleeves and scattered Han Sheng's bones into ashes. She took out the ancient mirror of Jumang from her arms, and released Amang in a pinch. Unexpectedly, the reckless man's eyes were full of tears, and he opened his mouth with an earth-shattering mourning. He reached out to touch Yun Qing's ferocious fracture on her leg, but quickly retracted his hand in horror, as if he was afraid of breaking her.

    "Why are you crying..." Yun Qing patted his head gently, and suddenly remembered a long, long time ago that was about to be left behind by her.

    Twenty years ago, Yun Qing, who had just woken up from a stupor, killed one hundred thousand Dashan Baiyi envoys, and then forced Fang Cunzhan to flee for thousands of miles. At that time, she was blind in both eyes because of the backlash from the scriptures, and she was unconscious. Aman carried her all the way, crying and shouting in the uninhabited wilderness, and even wanted to smash through the city wall of Jiu Ming City. Later, she was rescued by a mortal military doctor who also died in the Nine Ming Rebellion caused by her.

    She had herself then, and now she has only herself.

    Aman knelt in front of her, crying like a child, his voice shook so that the clouds in the sky trembled. The swordsman followed the voice, but the place where Yun Qing was was covered with black flames, he couldn't see what happened, so he had to obey Yun Qing's order to take care of Hu Hanmei.

    "What's there to cry about?" Yun Qing wiped his tears for him, but her nose was stained with snot. She looked at A Mang in disbelief, "It's because I don't cry, I don't laugh, I don't feel sad or happy, so this part is done by Are you going to take it?"

    Aman still cried, crying to the core.

    "Okay, there are still a few tough battles to be fought." She wiped off the snot on Aman's body, and Amang roared and hugged her on his shoulders, holding her firmly.

    Only at this time did the swordsman see clearly the situation at Yun Qing's feet, and he almost fainted from the darkness in front of him.

    "Come on! Go to the northern formation to break the formation!" Yun Qing said loudly, Long Huai wandered around her, and the dragon moaned mournfully.

    "What's wrong with your legs?" Hu Hanmei asked with a frown. An incomplete body is a fatal flaw for a cultivator. She felt that Yun Qing's eyesight was miserable enough. Now he has crossed a realm to kill the old senior Han Sheng thousands of years ago. To be so tragic.

    Yun Qing smiled at her, but there was not much pain in his expression: "It's okay, it's just the last few steps of Yan Mo's holy body... I'll devour that body after I walk, and it will naturally get better by then."

    Hu Hanmei became interested when she heard that it was part of her practice: "The magic way is really... bloody."

    "There are few good methods in the devil's way, and the power of Yan Mo's holy body naturally has to pay something." Yun Qing said plainly.

    "You just became a longevity body?" Hu Hanmei has also worked hard on the inheritance of the Yellow Emperor recently, and it is not surprising to hear her incantations.

    Yun Qing nodded: "It's still a long way from immortality, it's just the price of a pair of legs, it's far from enough."

    "How many incarnations are there in the sacred body of Yan Mo? It always feels a little different from the golden body of Buddhism and Taoism and the incarnation of Sanqing of Xiandao..." Although Hu Hanmei is a heavenly demon, it was a hundred thousand years ago that the devil retreated into the realm of innocence. , so she doesn't know much about these things.

    "Longevity, longevity, ten thousand calamities, ten thousand transformations and ten thousand specials, each one has to be tempered slowly, and when the sacred body of Yan Mo is near perfection, the soul of the ancient Yan Mo will be brought into the body..." Yun Qing explained in detail, about According to her, Hu Hanmei is also an important piece of the magic sage. Of course, it is better to teach a little.

    "The soul enters the body?" Hu Hanmei asked in shock, "Where did the soul come from?"

    "This body." Yun Qing smiled, "The sage of the devil taught me to return to the heaven, and now I think the last few steps of the sacred body of Yan Mo can be regarded as a reversal of this process. Yan Mo Juju rebuilds it, and then..."

    Hu Hanmei didn't expect that there is such a wicked way of body refining. She looked at Yun Qing's broken foot and murmured, "Then...eat them..."

    Yun Qing smiled but did not answer.

    She raised her head to look at the formation near the sea in the north. Although this formation was fully formed, the sword spirits in the formation were rarer than those in the west. It seems that the formation of Moling is from south to north, from east to west. If you guessed correctly, Huohuang should also be in this direction, but now she has not noticed the aura of Phoenix Divine Fire at all.

    Maybe she went further afield...

    Yun Qing stared at the sea, and the place facing the sea across the sea was the gate of the divine vein.

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