Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 106 A Designated Universe
Somewhere in the Tongxiang prefect's mansion, suddenly there was a golden light flashing, and several figures appeared out of thin air.

The boy was covered in blood, and his red clothes were even redder.

The girl was unconscious.

The other two are both very weak.

Naturally, a practitioner in the prefect's mansion noticed the sudden aura, and that person was Hai Qing'er.

When he saw the boy in red, he was surprised and happy, and then turned into anger.

Lu Dingyuan, the prefect of Tongxiang City, followed, his expression was even more complicated, and he froze for a while.

The red-clothed boy's eyelids trembled slightly, and he might faint at any moment. He clenched one hand tightly, and the red-clothed boy was filled with blood, which was terrifying.

He glanced at Lu Dingyuan and said, "Block the news and don't disclose it to anyone."

Lu Dingyuan came back to his senses, quickly nodded his head, and then found a few rooms for them.

What they need most now is healing.

In the long corridor, the doors of four rooms next to each other were closed. Three rooms emitted violent fluctuations. The atmosphere was very chaotic, especially the innermost one.

The sword energy roared, but it was extremely chaotic.

There is another room that is very quiet. There is a young girl in it. She is lying quietly. Because of the effect of the Little Bodhi Pill, her complexion has recovered a lot, but she still hasn't woken up.

In the corridor, Hai Qing'er stood with her hands behind her back, her pretty face was solemn, and the jade hand behind her was slowly clenched, her fingertips were filled with the icy talisman luster.

She just went to the east of the city, and found that the light curtain of the gravel python disappeared, and there were only countless gravels and several corpses on the ground.

Those were the means of ghosts, and she was sure that something had happened to the underground ruins.

Lu Dingyuan stood quietly at the side, occasionally glancing at Hai Qing'er with a cold face, his gaze was more focused on the innermost room.

How is that boy?

His arms trembled slightly, and he still seemed a little nervous.

The sound of howling sword energy came from time to time, and although the doors were closed tightly, they vibrated, until a long time later, one of the doors was opened.

A young man with the appearance of a scholar came out. His condition has improved a lot, but he couldn't hide his vanity.

Wu Cangyu was the least injured among the several people, but he was the one who suffered the most. He nodded slightly at Hai Qing'er and Lu Dingyuan and said, "Thank you very much."

Before Hai Qing'er could ask anything, Wu Cangyu had already walked to the door of the innermost room, opened the door and walked in.

Not long after, another door was also opened, and the man in the blue shirt came out. His body was staggering, and he also walked into the innermost room under Hai Qinger's slightly astonished gaze.

Tang Ge sat cross-legged on the bed, holding one hand tightly and placing the other hand casually on his knee. The surface of his body was wrapped in countless sword energy, especially in the space behind him, where there seemed to be The abyss formed by the gathering of billions of sword energies is deep and terrifying.

The sword energy in it seems to be able to destroy everything in the world.

There was a strong wind in the room, and there were traces of sword energy everywhere on the bed, tables, chairs, floor, and roof.

Ning Zhiqiu and Wu Cangyu hid in a safe corner, looking at the sword energy filling the whole room, their faces were awe-inspiring.

Even though they are all sword practitioners and are used to many advanced sword arts, they are still shocked by the sword energy.

Especially the abyss of sword energy behind Tang Ge made the two of them shudder even more.

Ning Zhiqiu rubbed his chest and said in a low voice, "What kind of kung fu did Xiao Tang cultivate to be so majestic and domineering?"

Wu Cangyu frowned, glanced at him, and said, "You spend time with my junior uncle day and night, and you don't know what skills he practices?"

Ning Zhiqiu said: "He just went down the mountain not long ago, didn't you know when he was in Kunlun Mountain?"

Wu Cangyu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Uncle Junior didn't practice any kung fu before he went down the mountain, and it seems that this kung fu is not owned by Kunlun Mountain."

After a pause, he added: "I haven't seen it anyway."

Ning Zhiqiu nodded slightly, looked at the bloody figure on the bed, his face gradually turned cold, and said in a low voice, "Did you see those people clearly?"

Hearing this, Wu Cangyu's gaze turned cold for an instant, and the sword in his hand hummed, and he said, "Remember, they will definitely pay the price!"

Ning Zhiqiu clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't help cursing angrily: "They are also big figures in various sects, so they are so shameless!"

Wu Cangyu took a deep breath and said: "Who would not be tempted when faced with such legendary things? If the ghost hadn't deliberately blocked the news, I'm afraid it would have attracted a group of strong people in the phaseless realm."

Ning Zhiqiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in shock, "The aura is really so magical?"

But Wu Cangyu shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's all recorded in ancient books, except for rumors, no one has really seen the effect of aura."

"Even if anyone has seen it, it was a long time ago."

Wu Cangyu looked at the boy on the bed whose face was getting darker and darker, and his heart suddenly jumped.

Ning Zhiqiu suddenly thought of something and said, "What is that golden light that led us to escape? I have never seen Xiao Tang use it before."

Wu Cangyu's face changed slightly, but he shook his head and said: "I don't know, but I'm sure that the golden light will consume the heart of the little uncle. He used it in Yongchang Palace before, and the feeling this time is very different from that time. Forcibly urged..."

Although Tang Ge appeared to be unharmed when he appeared in the ancient ruins, in fact his body was already in chaos, and he was besieged by all the powerhouses of the various sects with all his strength.

In the end, he forcibly activated the Kunlun seal, and his body was already on the verge of fragmentation.

The surface of Tang Ge's bones was filled with faint light spots, and those light spots contained the sword's intention. If he hadn't cultivated the Wuji Sword Bone, he would have been completely dissipated by now.

But there is still a long way to go before Wuji Sword Bone cultivates to the realm of transformation, otherwise he wouldn't bleed so much now.

The abyss formed by the endless sword energy behind him is caused by the sword abyss technique. He has cultivated the sword abyss to the third stage, and the sword energy in his body is much stronger than that of sword practitioners of the same level.

Time passed very slowly, the sword energy in the room became sharper and colder, and the table was already in pieces.

Ning Zhiqiu and Wu Cangyu have been waiting, their injuries have only healed, but Tang Ge is still in a dangerous state.

When the sun was setting, the light in the room became much dimmer, and Tang Ge slowly opened his eyes.

The sword energy was still howling, and the sword abyss still hadn't disappeared.

He looked at the two, nodded slightly, thought for a while and said, "How is Zhiyue?"

His breath was very small, and his speech was weak.

Wu Cangyu hesitated for a moment, then said: "Junior Sister has been taking the Little Bodhi Pill for a long time, but she hasn't woken up yet, Junior Martial Uncle, I'm sorry...I..."

Tang Ge shook his head feebly and said, "It will be fine."

Wu Cangyu worried: "Master, you are now..."

Tang Ge said: "It's terrible, I almost died."

Wu Cangyu took a deep breath, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Master, do you want to try Lingyun?"

Tang Ge's eyes trembled slightly. After being silent for a long time, he coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the two of Wu Cangyu wanted to step forward.

Tang Ge waved his hands weakly, and said, "Go out first, take care of Hao Zhiyue, and wait for me."

Wu Cangyu understood what he meant, he should have a way to save his junior sister.

The two backed out, starlight shone from the windows of the corridor, and it was a bit chilly.

Lu Dingyuan didn't know where he went.

Hai Qing'er showed a nervous expression, and asked, "Is he all right?"

Wu Cangyu said: "Senior Sister Hai is worried about it, and Junior Uncle is fine, but it may take a long time to heal."

Hai Qing'er said: "I will stay here and guard."

She hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "What happened underground?"

Wu Cangyu lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Many people died."

The corners of Hai Qing'er's mouth trembled slightly, and she said, "Then..."

Wu Cangyu said: "Senior sister Hai should wait for the little uncle to come out and ask him, he should know a lot."

Hai Qing'er only felt a little cold in her heart.

Wu Cangyu and Ning Zhiqiu returned to the room. They must seize the time to recover from their injuries. If the strong men from the major sects knew that they were here, they might never be able to escape.

The stars in the sky were shining, but they were faintly covered with a layer of blood.

Hai Qing'er looked up at the night sky and suddenly calmed down.

……

……

In the sky above the underground ruins, the method used by that Asura Guard was enough to shock everyone.

When I saw that black mist, I felt like I was falling into hell.

Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord of one of the three immortals of hell organized by ghosts.

A strong man in the phaseless realm, a figure who makes the martial arts world fearful.

The imperial court and the powerhouses of various sects realized it later, no wonder Qingyan and the others had such confidence, it turned out that the Holy Master personally participated in it.

Shurawei stood in the void with his hands behind his back, lightly pointing his fair and slender fingers, and quietly looked at the figure in the black mist.

She doesn't have any fear, but instead has a domineering momentum, as if she is ruling the world.

Ji Qingyun stood somewhere in the ruins of the ruins, looking at the dark red figure in the sky, his eyes narrowed.

After a while, he glanced around again and heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the guy had already escaped.

But the strange thing is that after Lingyun appeared, he never saw Chi Jing and Zhuang Wuchen again.

The Holy Master in the black mist moved closer to that Asura Guard, and said solemnly: "I want this last aura."

Shura Weiyu gently held his hand, and a layer of blood-red light and shadow faintly appeared on the surface of the body, and a faint sound of phoenix was heard in the light and shadow.

She looked at the Holy Master quietly and said, "No one has ever dared to disobey me, let alone you did something wrong."

The voice was very flat, the topic was also very flat, and there was no threat or sharpness in the words, but just such a sentence made the black mist around the Holy Master fluctuate.

He glanced at the only light cluster left in the sky, and said in a low voice: "You deliberately let him take those two auras, and now you want to compete with me for the last one?"

Shura Wei said calmly: "You can go to him and grab it, provided you can grab it."

The Holy Lord fell silent, and the surrounding black mist also calmed down.

His silence seemed to have passed for a long time, and finally, he glanced at the light ball above, and then took a deep look at Shurawei in front of him. The black mist suddenly surged, and then slowly faded until it completely dissipated.

The Lord has left.

He just left?
Just because of that Shura Wei's two words?

Everyone was puzzled, but many people had already reacted. Looking at the figure standing in the air, they showed fear, and then heaved a long sigh.

She continued to walk up, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and when she was only one finger away from the light cluster, a discordant voice suddenly sounded from a certain cliff.

"Why!"

Countless eyes fell on the owner of the voice, an old man in black robe, he is the elder of Tanlang Temple, and he came here with Tie Hen and others before.

"Oh?"

Shura Wei turned his head and looked at him indifferently, and said jokingly: "Why?"

The old man in black robe gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you want to monopolize the aura?"

The rest of the people were either helpless or ridiculed. Is this guy really stupid or fake? The Holy Master is gone, so what are you doing? Do you think you are the wolf king?

Shura Wei's jade finger tapped lightly, and a cold light burst out at an extremely fast speed. Before the old man in black robe had time to react, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

He fell from the cliff and fell to a bloody mess.

Countless gasping voices sounded, and no one dared to question the figure hidden under the mask.

The aura is hers.

(End of this chapter)