Tianchi Mountain.

Tianchi Palace.

The disciples of Yaoguang Pavilion come to report again.

"Qi reported to the head of the family... the latest news came from the Secret Hall in the East District."

"Speak quickly." Ling Zhuoyue said anxiously.

"After Shi Junyue, a real person in the Golden Pill in the Fire Luan Palace, provoked Bai Yunting, he announced that all things in the White Pack were presided over by the guest elder Zhu Kefu. Zhu Kefu was suspected of having the Golden Pill cultivation. The last time Shi Junyue seemed to be shocked by this person."

"What! There is actually a golden elixir monk hidden in the White Castle. What kind of root corner is he?" Ling Zhuoyue asked anxiously.

"The news has not been reported in the East District Secret Hall." The disciple of Yaoguang Pavilion replied.

"You must find out clearly when asked Fu Changsheng!" Ling Zhuoyue ordered.

"Affect the order."

The disciples of Yaoguang Pavilion took the order and left.

...

White Fort.

Top of Ziyun Mountain.

A group of three generations of disciples and a group of mortal craftsmen gathered to repair the house.

Most of the houses in this world are made of wooden buildings.

The concept of wooden construction does not seek to last forever.

It is easy to be destroyed, but it is not difficult to renovate, especially when a group of three generations of disciples use magic.

Seeing that the destroyed Ziyun Pavilion is about to be re-finished.

At this moment.

A yellow light flew over the White Fort.

After the last test, Shi Junyue knew that there was a Jindan real person hidden in the White Fort, so he deliberately flew very high, one thousand meters from the vertical height of the White Fort. Such a long distance could make it impossible for Zhu Zishan's magic weapon flying sword to attack him unexpectedly. The safety is absolutely guaranteed.

However, such distance also has its disadvantages. Not to mention that mortals cannot see him at all. Even if a qi-training monk does not pay attention, it is impossible for him to see a small figure two miles away.

Shi Junyue took a deep breath, and he used his magic power to roar at the Baibao two miles away: "Grandpa told you to hand over the mountain-storing spirit beast, otherwise this sect would not be established. It seems that you don't understand!"

Hearing this roar, the three generations of disciples and mortal craftsmen who were busy on the White Fort put down their affairs and fled to the foot of the mountain. Even if they could not hide at the foot of the mountain in time, they should try to stay away from Ziyun Mountain as much as possible.

The last time this time, more than a dozen three-generation disciples died with this attack on the Jindan Real Person, which was a bloody lesson.

Shi Junyue beat the storage bag.

A small yellow sword flew out, then rose in the wind, and soon grew to more than ten feet. Then the yellow black light condensed and turned into a huge rock flying sword like a hill.

The huge rock flying sword was wrapped in a thousand pounds of force and fell from the sky, and its target was only the Ziyun Pavilion that had just been repaired.

If this view is broken, not to mention that the Ziyun Pavilion is destroyed, I am afraid that even the foundation will be smashed.

The Jindan Zhenren attack with all his strength will naturally have the power to destroy the world.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two fanged flying swords flew out of Ziyun Pavilion.

In a moment.

It flew hundreds of meters.

He ruthlessly bumped into the flying sword of the huge rock.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...

Two fanged flying swords slashed around the huge rock.

The sharp fanged flying sword is like a potato peeling, and each blow can cut a piece of gravel from the huge rock flying sword.

A distance of 1,000 meters.

The two fanged flying swords were slashed at the huge rock at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

With large tracts of gravel falling.

When the huge rock flying sword fell over Ziyun Pavilion.

The huge rock flying sword that was originally like a hill had been cut into that ugly earth stick.

The fanged flying sword still refused to let go and slashed at the earthen stick.

The yellowish-colored spiritual light above the flying sword was shining, and there was a faint appearance.

Shi Junyue was shocked!

The mountain-destroying sword in his hand is not his natal magic weapon, and it is possible that it will be taken away if it is not his natal magic weapon!

The golden elixir monk from the White Fort slashed at his mountain-destroying sword, and he actually wanted to seize the magic weapon.

This took Shi Junyue's life. Shi Junyue and two senior brothers in the sect gave up in seclusion and came to Yongzhou to catch monsters thousands of miles away. They had the intention of making a fortune. If they lost this magic weapon and flying sword, wouldn't it be a waste of rice?

Shi Junyue quickly pinched the sword technique and flew backwards.

After the huge rock attached to the mountain-destroying sword was cut off, the originally slow-moving sword became a little more agile, and the speed of turning back was obviously more than twice as fast.

The sword escape light with two fanged flying swords became silent, and the sword light was completely hidden in the earth-yellow escape light.

Zhu Zishan survived a thunder tribulation, but failed to obtain other magical powers, and obtained these two fanged flying swords comparable to their natal magic weapons.

These two fanged flying swords were originally an extension of Zhu Zishan's body. When controlled, it was like controlling his two fingers. Wherever his heart came, the fangs came, so he could do all kinds of incredible spiritual activities.

When the mountain-killing sword was injured and turned back, it was about four or five hundred meters away from Shi Junyue.

Shi Junyue frowned.

He felt as if he had overlooked something.

Just when this thought flashes in your mind.

Two fanged flying swords suddenly emerged from the sword light behind the Demon Sword, and it was a hundred meters away in an instant.

Boom, boom...

The mountain-moving shield appears again.

Shi Junyue was extremely glad that his natal magic weapon was a shield rather than a flying sword. If it weren't for the natal magic weapon who had the owner of his own, he would have been pierced by these two strange flying swords.

A yellowish escape light once again appeared in the sky, and Shi Junyue fled in a panic.

...

Ziyun Mountain.

In the nameless valley.

Shi Junyue sneaked back again.

"Hahaha..." The two Jindan real people in Huoluan Palace burst into laughter.

"The junior brother is incompetent, let the two senior brothers laugh at each other." Shi Junyue said with a sarcastic smile.

"It's okay... Although that man is also in and out of the Golden Pill, a pair of flying swords is indeed superb to be underestimated. I have a fire talisman here. If you hold this talisman and provoke it, if you dare to poke you with the flying sword again, you will burn his flying sword with the fire talisman." Qin Zhenyang said with narrowed his eyes.

"Is this the Sun True Fire Talisman?" Shi Junyue asked with surprise.

"Uh... it's still a little short. The Sun True Fire is the first true fire in this sect. I only have the mid-stage Jindan cultivation level and have not yet fully comprehended it. This object can only be regarded as the Great Yang True Fire at most. However, if you sacrifice this talisman, it would be more than enough to burn his two flying swords." Qin Zhenyang stroked his beard and said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Qin. You will let that guy know the power of the true fire in my Huolu Palace." Shi Junyue took the Dayang True Fire Talisman with both hands and left this nameless valley.

After a moment.

The magnificent yellow light of escape came to White Fort for the third time.

The two flying swords modified by the White Fort Golden Pill are flexible and ghostly, but they are not very sharp. They have not broken through their mountain-moving shield twice in a row.

Shi Junyue, who looked fierce on the outside but cunning on the inside, finally stayed a little boldly at the altitude about 500 meters away from Baibao Peak.

"Hahahaha..." Shi Junyue's reckless laughter filled the fields.

The three generations of disciples and mortal white castle fled like ants.

"You and I have fought each other, so we can't be acquainted. How can we call you brothers?" Shi Junyue asked loudly.

The gate of Ziyun Pavilion opened and a tall monk in white robe stepped out from the gate. He looked at Shi Junyue in mid-air and said, "In Xiabai Fort Guest Elder Zhukov."

"Fellow Daoist Zhu's two flying swords are so amazing, Shi admires it."

"Fellow Daoist Shi praised it." Zhu Zishan replied coldly.

"Haha... There is a Jindan real person like fellow Taoist Zhu, Baibao, who is so powerful, and Shi should not provoke him. I think there are some misunderstandings between us. Why don't we turn swords into jade, right?" Shi Junyue suggested.

"Fellow Daoist Shi's proposal to be a great charity, why not give the magic weapon in your hand to Zhu, and let's turn swords into jade and silk." Zhu Zishan said with a smile.

"Oh... Fellow Daoist Zhu was still a lion spoke loudly. I wonder what Fellow Daoist Zhu would give him to Shi?"

"What do you think about Zhu's crotch?" Zhu Zishan teased.

"Hahahaha..." Shi Junyue laughed out loud. He originally wanted to use words to entertain this person, but he did not expect to be released by this person instead.

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhu wants a magic weapon from a certain family, why not give it to you by a certain family!"

Shi Junyue slapped the storage bag and took out the mountain-killing sword again.

The law is urged.

The sword light of the mountain-killing sword surged.

"The surname of Zhu! If you want Shi's magic weapon, use your head to exchange it!"
Chapter completed!