First Immortal of the Sword

"wrong."

Suddenly, Su Yi frowned slightly.

Ning Sijia, who was already trembling in fear, froze slightly, and said, "Do fellow Daoists notice anything wrong?"

Su Yi asked: "If you were Bai Changhen, would you not take precautions when you knew that 'feeding the sword with your body' would easily be devoured?"

Ning Si said without thinking, "Definitely not."

As the third-generation headmaster of the Qunxian Jianlou, with Bai Changhen's heart and wisdom, how could he possibly not be aware of the dangers of using his body to feed his sword?

Su Yi said: "This also means that Bai Changhen wasn't killed by the God's Guilty Demon Sword suddenly, but something else happened, which gave the God's Guilty Demon Sword an opportunity to take advantage of."

Ning Xi was startled.

The murderer who killed Bai Changhen and caused the tragic disaster of the Qunxianjianlou was not the only God-blame demon sword?

Such a truth is undoubtedly too intrusive!

At this time, Su Yi looked at the top of the hall.

This hall is extremely grand and tall, the top is like a huge round umbrella cover, and in the center of the umbrella cover is a slap-sized cyan bronze lamp.

The copper lamp is not lit, and there is no smell, and it is very far away from the ground, making it easy to ignore its existence.

But when he saw this unremarkable copper lamp, Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

He shifted his gaze and looked again at the seventy-two Taoist platforms standing in the hall.

Right at this moment-

In the cyan copper lamp hanging on the top of the hall, the blood-like lamp oil quietly wriggled slightly, and a wick shaped like a bird was quietly protruding.

The wick was suddenly lit, and the lit shadow of the lamp was bright red, which outlined a blurred female phantom.

Click! Click! Click!

Almost at the same time, a dense explosion sounded.

On the seventy-two banning platforms, Linglong cocoons were all cracked like broken eggshells.

One after another terrifying corpse aura gushed out.

Ning Siyu's expression changed immediately, and she was shocked by this sudden scene.

"Don't panic."

Su Yi reached out and patted her on the shoulder, his expression as plain as ever.

Only the pair of deep eyes looked back at the blue copper lamp hanging on the top of the hall.

The lamp shadow was like blood, and there was a vague female figure looming, exuding a strange and infiltrating atmosphere.

When Su Yi looked over, the woman in the lamp shadow seemed to notice, raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Snapped!

The seventy-two forbidden tables in the hall suddenly roared, and the pattern cloud patterns covering them seemed to come alive, interweaving into a huge forbidden formation.

Su Yi and Ning Siyu, who were in it, suddenly fell into crisis!

Whoosh whoosh!

Almost at the same time, silhouettes emerged from the exquisite cocoon filled with the aura of the corpse. There were men and women, all of them looking very young, wearing dark golden Taoist robes and carrying spirit swords.

Originally, it looked like a group of dazzling sword cultivators.

But the blood-colored corpses on their bodies made their auras fierce and terrifying, and their eyes and pupils all glowed with a scarlet icy luster.

Seventy-two corpses!

But the corpse spirits outside the main hall were different. The seventy-two corpse spirits were in good condition and their auras were beyond imagination.

Neither is weaker than the existence of the spirit realm.

There are several corpse spirits among them, even comparable to the existence of the spirit phase!

Ning Si was horrified, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She is only in the realm of inedias, even if she is forced to remain calm, she still has a feeling of suffocation and despair in the face of the breath emanating from those corpses.

Think about it,

If the seventy-two great cultivators of the Spirit Transformation Realm were dispatched together, what kind of terrifying scene would it be?

"Fellow Daoist, can these corpses survive?"

Ning Si stammered and asked.

"certainly."

Su Yi said casually, "However, we have to change the way."

Clang!

The voice is still echoing, Xuanwu sword has fallen into Su Yi's hands.

With Su Yi's cultivation, Xuanwu Sword's night-like ethereal sword body glowed with a brilliant golden Buddha light.

The wonderful thing is that around Xuanwu Sword, there are circles of Buddha light sword shadow ripples pervading, each ripple is like a golden lotus platform, on the lotus platform, there is a faint shadow of the Buddha.

The sound of chanting, Chan singing, wooden fish, salute... interweaved into a grand and immeasurable Sanskrit sound, echoing endlessly in this hall.

Great Bright Sanskrit Sword!

One of the four major kendo inheritances of Xiaoxitian, together with "Miaohua Du'er Sword", "Cihang Wenxin Sword" and "Daqian Mingjing Sword", they are all the supreme Buddhist sword scriptures.

Although Su Yi is not a Buddhist practitioner, in his previous life, he sat and talked with the old antique "Inkstone Buddha Lord" of Emperor Konishi in his previous life. He talked about his understanding and attainments of Buddhist heritage, which made Yanxin Buddha Lord full of praise.

Under such circumstances, the "Great Brightness and Sanskrit Sword" that was used was even seen by the Buddhist practitioners of Xiaoxitian, and they would be amazed.

And when she saw such magnificent, bright and flamboyant kendo skills, Ning Siji couldn't help shaking her heart, and eight words appeared in her mind:

Magical skills, take all the good fortune!

The circles of rippling and mighty Buddha light, like a warm torrent, washed away the tension and depression in Ning Sihua's heart, and the whole person seemed to be liberated.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The shout was like thunder.

Seventy-two corpse spirits sacrificed the spirit swords behind them, and they charged Su Yi and Ning Siji with a monstrous corpse spirit.

The power displayed by each corpse spirit is boundless and fierce, enough to make the characters in the Spirit Transformation Realm terrified.

And when they gathered together and rushed over together, it was like an army of fierce spirits from the depths of hell!

Even the characters in the spirit phase are destined to avoid their edge!

"It's really pitiful to be manipulated even after death."

Su Yi sighed.

In his hand, Xuanwu sword stabbed out from the sky.

A circle of Buddha light and sword shadows swept up, seemingly as soft as ripples, but when it was cut out, it was accompanied by immeasurable Buddha light and earth-shattering Sanskrit sounds!

Boom!

How powerful and terrifying the spirit swords that those corpse spirits motivated, but still in mid-air, they were blocked by the mighty Daguang Sanskrit sword qi.

Can't get in!

The corpse that rushed in front of a tall man was swept away by a flaming bright sword, and the body immediately burned, and it disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

And then, as Su Yi stepped forward and kept swinging his sword, circles of golden sword shadow ripples swept and spread, bursts of Sanskrit Chan singing resounded, and one by one Buddha-like phantoms rushed out from the lotus platform, suppressing them. Quartet.

Bang bang bang!

Those corpses that are comparable to the spirit realm are now like falling into a sea of ​​Buddha light.

The sword energy swept through, and the sound of the sword was like a tidal wave, causing their figures to burn up, turning into ashes and fluttering in the air.

Even the corpse spirit at the level of the spirit phase was severely suppressed under the power of the supreme sword scriptures of Buddhism.

Those scenes made Ning Sijia stunned and lost her mind.

At this moment, Su Yi is like a Buddha walking in the world, slaying demons and eradicating demons, purifying the demon atmosphere, brightening

Buddha light, illuminating the world.

Just under ten breaths.

All seventy-two corpses were rescued!

And it's not over.

Seeing Su Yi's sleeves swaying, he suddenly slammed the Xuanwu sword in the void.

boom!

The dazzling and flaming sword energy ripples of a punch spread out around, and the seventy-two banning platforms standing in different positions collapsed and shattered.

The power of the forbidden formation that originally covered the surrounding area then dissipated and disappeared.

And Su Yi's eyes turned to the blue copper lamp at the top of the hall, and said indifferently: "Do you want to continue playing?"

Ning Si subconsciously followed Su Yi's gaze.

I saw the bright red light and shadow of the blue copper lamp swaying, and there was a vague female figure floating and sinking in the light and shadow.

Who is this woman?

Ning Xi was surprised.

wow~

The cyan copper lamp, which was only the size of a palm, sounded like the undulating sound of the ocean at this moment.

Then I saw a bloody light rushing out, surging in the void, and gradually outlined a female figure.

She has white hair like snow, wears a blood-colored long dress, has a graceful figure, and a pair of beautiful blue pupils that are strangely cold.

As she appeared, strands of blood-colored sword intent shrouded her body, adding a chilling verve.

The woman in the white-haired blood-skirt touched her hand, and the blue copper lamp fell into her palm.

Then, she took a gentle step and appeared out of thin air not far from Su Yi, with her skirt fluttering and her aura fierce. With her exquisite and beautiful face, she was like a fairy!

Ning Si's eyes were stinging, her mind was cut by a knife, she lowered her head subconsciously, and did not dare to look at the white-haired and blood-skirted woman.

The other party's breath is too fierce and terrifying!

"Friend Daoist has great methods, and he must be an extraordinary person."

The white-haired, blood-skirted woman spoke, her voice as cold as a sword's edge, "However, this is the quiet place of the Qunxian Jianlou, you have already made a big mistake if you trespassed in, if you don't want to die, It is best for fellow Daoists to bring their female companions and leave immediately."

Su Yi smiled and didn't care about the threat in the other party's words.

He looked at the corpse of Bai Changhen in the depths of the hall, and said, "In those days, it was you who cooperated with the Divine Blame Demon Sword and killed Bai Changhen together?"

Ning Sijia was shocked. Could this white-haired woman in a blood-skirt be another murderer?

The woman in the white-haired blood-skirt frowned and said, "Do you have decided not to leave, fellow Daoist?"

She didn't answer, but the breath on her body became more and more frightening.

"What about you, why don't you leave?"

Su Yi's demeanor was leisurely, and he asked casually, "Now that the restraining power from this place to the outside world has long since dissipated, it is by no means difficult for you to leave from here."

The white-haired, blood-skirted woman frowned even more, how could she not see that Su Yi didn't care about her threats at all?

After a moment of silence, her pair of cyan pupils stared at the cyan copper lamp in her palm and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

Su Yi shook his head and said, "No, in my opinion, you are waiting for the God-blame Demon Sword."

The pupils of the woman in the white-haired blood-skirt congealed slightly, as if surprised.

Seeing Su Yi continue: "However, this sword is no longer available."

The woman in the white-haired blood-skirt said decisively, "Impossible!"

This sentence undoubtedly proves that she is indeed waiting for the Divine Blame Demon Sword!

This caused Ning Sihua's heart to set off a storm, and finally understood why Qingluo appeared outside the ruins of the Qunxianjianlou a while ago.

It turned out that it was the god-blame demon sword residing in Qingluo's spine, who was coming to see the white-haired and blood-skirted woman in front of her!