Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 103

Wu Cangyu picked up the maple leaf, rubbed it lightly, and stroked the lines on the leaf with his fingers, which were a little rough.

Very ordinary, just a little chilly.

He put Maple Leaf in his arms and continued to hide in the darkness.

The underground ruins were very large, even larger than Tongxiang City above. The powerful men from the imperial court and various sects scattered around and quickly disappeared into the streets.

The sound of breaking wind came and went, and various powerful auras disappeared and appeared.

The powerhouses from all sides displayed their magical powers, looking for traces of ghosts.

On the edge of a certain street, there is a broken stone pillar, and black crystals are exposed from the crack.

Qiu Wuya of the Yunjian Sect appeared here. He stared deeply at the protruding black crystals, his face becoming horrified.

Even with his realm and knowledge, when he imagined that powerful force, he felt a deep sense of fear.

"We humans are always powerless in the face of the forces of nature."

Suddenly there was a voice, Qiu Wuya's body froze, and he looked towards the front of the street, where a black shadow appeared at some unknown time.

His face darkened, and he shouted, "Ghost!"

That ghost wears a golden flame totem on his chest. I don't know which one it is from the Nine Netherworld.

Qiu Wuya pointed his finger at the sky, and a fierce sword energy roared out, the black energy in the sky receded and then gathered again.

The sound of howling swords exploded, and almost everyone noticed something strange, and immediately rushed towards this place.

The man in black stared at Qiu Wuya, and said solemnly: "Elder Qiu is really decisive, why are you so afraid of death?"

Qiu Wuya's face turned red, he had been severely injured twice in a row before, even with Yun Jianzong's holy medicine for healing, it would be difficult to recover in a short period of time.

He said coldly: "Ghost generation, everyone gets it and kills them."

The man in black raised his head and casually glanced elsewhere, several powerful auras were gathering here, but he had no intention of leaving.

The sounds of dragon chant, tiger howl, and sword aura traversed the sky.

Qiu Wuya's face became even colder.

The teasing look in the man in black's eyes became even stronger, and there was a faint hint of black energy on his fingers.

Several figures fell down and surrounded the man in black.

Nearly [-]% of the powerful people from the imperial court and various sects gathered here at once. The man in black saw that he had no way to retreat, but he remained calm.

His palm has been completely filled with black air, exuding strange and powerful fluctuations.

The next moment, black air spread to his shoulders, and a black shadow emerged from the black air.

The shadow was very thin and long, covered with small and sharp scales all over its body, a pair of vertical pupils shone with a scarlet light, and two immature tentacles could be faintly seen on the top of its head, which seemed to have a tendency to grow.

This is a black snake.

It poked its head out of the black air, its vertical pupils swept over everyone, cold and bloodthirsty.

Many people gasped, they recognized the identity of the man in black.

The Nine Netherworlds of Hades, the Chief Snake.

Rumor has it that he is the number two figure in Jiuyou, second only to Qingyan in Taoism.

An extremely domineering sword energy crashed down from the sky, pointing directly at Shekui, and a terrifying wave of air swept out.

She Kui raised his head, the black giant sword was reflected in his icy pupils, and the black scarf on his face almost fell off amidst the raging sword energy.

The black snake jumped up suddenly, its black scales opened like a sword, and black energy rushed out instantly, wrapping the black snake and rushing towards the majestic sword energy.

In mid-air, a loud sound exploded, the wind blew suddenly, everyone was hunting in their clothes, the sword energy gradually dissipated, turned around, and fell towards a certain direction.

The black air disappeared, and the black snake fell back onto Shekui's shoulder, once again wrapped in black air.

Jiang Shen'er came from nowhere and caught the huge black sword. The broad and heavy sword was like a plaything in her hand.

She stared at Shekui quietly, and said, "You don't have to die yet."

Shekui said indifferently: "I know what you want to do. If you want to save them, catch up with me first."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure instantly disappeared in place, and swept into the distance with the black air.

His speed was so fast that even Jiang Shen'er, Ji Qingyun and others felt a little surprised.

They chased after them, and the underground ruins staged a big chase, which was also a big escape.

Shekui's speed was extremely fast, but he seemed to slow down on purpose, and when the figures behind were about to catch up, he accelerated again.

During the high-speed chase, Jiang Shen'er glanced at Ji Qingyun who was not far away, and said coldly: "Ji Qingyun, your speed is almost unmatched in Qianyuan Realm, why didn't you catch up with him?"

She was visibly dissatisfied.

Ji Qingyun gave a helpless wry smile, the surface of his body suddenly glowed green, and the sound of dragon chant resounded.

He turned into countless afterimages in an instant, and accompanied by the sound of the dragon's chant, he directly bullied the snake leader.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Wuchen's eyes froze slightly.

Many other masters were shocked, this envoy of Qinglong town really lived up to its reputation.

Snake Kui glanced back at the blue light figure who was close at hand behind him, his eyes turned cold, he looked forward again, and swooped down directly in an area filled with gray haze.

Ji Qingyun followed.

After a while, Jiang Shen'er, Zhuang Wuchen and others chased after him and jumped down.

But just for a moment, the figure of Snake Chief disappeared like a ghost.

The blue light dissipated, and Ji Qingyun landed on a certain dilapidated building. There was a haze under his feet, and he couldn't see the existence below clearly.

Jiang Shen'er, Zhuang Wuchen and the others also looked for a place to stay, and stared at this place with solemn expressions.

The haze exuded strange energy fluctuations, as if a large bowl had been placed on the ground.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded, and a blue light swept out from Ji Qingyun's hands, and directly hit the gray haze below.

The haze only fluctuated for a moment, and after a circle of ripples, it returned to calm.

Everyone was shocked, not only because of Hui Haze's mysteriousness, but also because of Ji Qingyun's cultivation, he seemed to be stronger.

"How did he get in there?"

Ji Qingyun muttered to himself, then looked at Jiang Shen'er, Zhuang Wuchen and the others, their faces were full of doubt and seriousness.

Chi Jing stared at the haze below, his eyes flickering.

The huge black sword in Jiang Shen'er's hand was surrounded by endless sword energy, which could erupt at any time.

Zhuang Wuchen stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Is it the ghost's secret method?"

Not far away, strong men from various sects descended, and some of them had extremely strong auras, not weaker than Ji Qingyun and others.

A man exuding a cold aura, he is the owner of a certain island in Rakshahai, named Tan Chuan.

An old man with a strange talisman floating in his palm, he is the elder Siming of Tingchao Linggu, his name is Qingshan.

Another one is the middle-aged Taoist Jing Yuan from Gu Yue Dongtian.

Qiu Wuya of Yunjianzong and Tiehen of Tanlangdian should have been among the top experts here, but they were injured for some reason.

Ji Qingyun looked at Elder Qingshan who was listening to Chao Linggu, lightly clasped his fists and said, "Elder Qingshan, is there something strange about this haze?"

Qingshan heard the words, waved his palm, and several talismans flew out and fell into the haze, but there was no reaction.

It's like the legendary gluttonous sacred beast swallowing a tiger, not even hiccupping.

Qingshan frowned tightly, and her long snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly.

The faces of Ji Qingyun and the others were also not very good-looking. At this moment, everyone's eyes suddenly focused and looked down.

The haze gradually dissipated, and a black energy mask emerged, and dozens of figures appeared under the mask.

Some people were sitting cross-legged, and those with pale faces and weak breaths were the arrested disciples and elders of various sects.

Some people were dressed in black, only revealing their deep eyes, and looked up coldly through the black light curtain.

The faces of Ji Qingyun and the others changed suddenly. Those people in black clothes were all ghosts, and several of them had golden flame totems on their chests, which belonged to Nine Netherworld.

"Everyone is here, long time no see."

A man in black at the front made a loud noise, his eyes were shining brightly, like moonlight.

Ji Qingyun said coldly: "Moon God..."

The man in black raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect General Ji to recognize me. I'm really flattered."

Ji Qingyun said: "How could I forget, everything you have done is a major event that makes people hate!"

His gaze swept over, and there was a black snake coiled on the shoulder of the ghost next to the moon god, which was the chief snake.

There are four people behind the two of them, all of them are Jiuyou with strong aura.

Six Netherworld Nine Nethers are enough to wipe out a certain small sect.

Luna casually glanced at the crowd behind him, with a chill in his eyes, and said: "If you want to save them, you should find a way quickly, otherwise I can't guarantee that a few people will die in a while."

The black snake on Shekui's shoulder spat out the snake letter, and a black air filled the air immediately.

Above, Elder Qingshan stared at the mask below, and said after a long time: "This seems to be a formation, but it is unknown what kind of formation it is."

Jiang Shen'er asked: "Elder, does he have any solution?"

Qingshan frowned slightly, and said: "The seals released by the old man just now sent back some information, but it was almost useless, but I think maybe external force can break it."

Jiang Shen'er nodded slightly.

Zhuang Wuchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded.

Chi Jing did not respond, but did not object. He just glanced at Qingshan one more time.

Jing Yuan from Gu Yue Dong Tian and Tan Chuan from Luo Cha Hai also nodded in agreement.

The rest of the people had no objection when they saw these big shots, so they naturally agreed.

Ji Qingyun said: "Okay, then follow what Elder Qingshan said."

The Moon God and Shekui below looked at each other, with indescribable ruthlessness and bloodlust in their eyes.

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In the distance, Wu Cangyu came out from the hidden darkness. He took out the maple leaf in his arms and looked it over. The lines on the leaf surface looked like a complicated maze.

He raised his head and looked in a certain direction, and could feel the powerful fluctuations coming from there.

He couldn't see anyone, but he knew something big was going on there.

The golden sword light flickered slightly, and he was about to move.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front, blocking the way.

The black shadow said faintly: "Kunlun Mountain Wu Cangyu?"

Wu Cangyu's eyes are slightly stern, and there is a ghost in front of him. Judging from the aura emanating from his body, the realm has reached the middle of the sun, which is a line higher than him.

He didn't speak.

Heiying said again: "Master Luna ordered me to search the ruins. It seems that I took a big advantage and killed the genius disciple of Kunlun Mountain. It is a great contribution."

Wu Cangyu didn't want to talk to him at all, and the golden sword light came out.

There was no return, countless sword qi spread from the golden sword light, blasting towards the black shadow with a sense of determination.

The powerful sword energy was reflected in the pupils of the black shadow, his face changed suddenly, and he uttered in horror: "It turned out to be a small holy art, the sword art of no direction!"

Not seeing blood, not looking back, is for nothing.

Wu Cangyu frowned when he heard what Heiying said, and he suddenly realized something.

(End of this chapter)