A life of clearness

Chapter 125 One Sword

After all, who became whose war beast?

The woman's voice was so close that it seemed like she was whispering in Rong Qing's ear.

The vision was full of blood, and the head was shattered in the beast's mouth. He could not feel any pain, only the panic of the rapid loss of spiritual power spread from the bottom of his heart.

It's going to eat me...

A bright light suddenly lit up and shone on Rong Qing's face. This light made Rong Qing feel gentle.

"Be careful." Phoenix's voice came.

Only then did Rong Qing regain her composure and realize that in just a brief moment, her mind had been captured by a sudden illusion.

She glanced at Fenghuang'er. The female cultivator, who had never lost her composure, now offered a spiritual weapon that looked like a palace lantern to fight against this illusion, and a rare trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Rong Qing cursed inwardly, bloodshot flashing in her eyes. In the air, the black line of the word "non" slowly dissipated, and the body of the fierce beast that had suddenly stopped suddenly began to move again.

She successfully used the non-word prohibition to briefly control the ferocious beast. She would have preferred to expend a large amount of spiritual energy to attack it through the non-word prohibition, but because of the human form illusion and the gap in cultivation, she missed this opportunity.

"This time, let me take action." Rong Qing spoke, also speaking to Fenghuang'er.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, and there is no way to escape the pursuit of the human-shaped illusion, so I might as well take out my trump card and fight him.

The cold sword intent was drawn out from Rong Qing's sea of ​​consciousness...

With this pull out, the blood-red thunder that had been suppressed suddenly erupted, like a high wave, and appeared in Rong Qing's hand along with the sword intention.

Fenghuang, who had been paying some attention to Rong Qing, let out a soft cry.

The cold sword intent took shape very quickly in Rong Qing's right hand and was grasped in her hand. At the same time, countless blood-colored thunders burst out from the sword, densely covering the cold sword intent and dyeing it blood red.

The blood-red lightning branches that kept exploding turned into roars, causing fear to appear in the eyes of the ferocious beasts that were rushing towards them.

It wants to stop, or even retreat.

"It's too late." Rong Qing waved the sword.

It was an extremely natural sword, as if it was born that way.

The blood-red thunder on the cold sword followed the sword's momentum and swept towards the ferocious beast like a giant dragon.

Wherever the dragon went, there were lightning and fire, destroying everything that was tainted by thunder.

It is the thunder of destruction, which is the thunder that destroys all things by nature.

As soon as the fur of the divine beast touched the thunder branches in the air, the destructive thunder rushed into its body like a cancer attached to its bones, completely covering its huge body like a mountain in blood.

"Roar——" It raised its head and let out a shocking roar.

This was the first roar it made since it appeared here... and also the last.

The fur all over his body exploded like steel thorns, trying his best to resist the destructive thunder from penetrating into his body.

At this moment, the sword energy that also arrived was not directed towards the beast, but slashed towards the gray-robed old man above its head.

"Whoosh." It was as if the candle flame was blown out by a high god. The sword energy easily penetrated the gray-robed old man and then disappeared.

The figure bisected by the sword… the part above the waist slowly floated upwards, and together with the lower part sitting cross-legged, it turned into light smoke and dissipated in the air.

The huge pupils of the beast suddenly widened, but its fierce gaze dimmed in an instant. Its body fell heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit in its place.

"Dead." Rong Qing confirmed that the other party had no breath left, and quickly withdrew the sword intent into his sea of ​​consciousness to continue suppressing the rioting blood-red thunder.

"Dead." Fenghuang'er also murmured and repeated. She looked at Rong Qing with complicated eyes, "Is this the opportunity you got in Kaitian?" Then she said, "If it's offensive, just pretend I didn't say anything." After all, it was about the trump card, and she shouldn't have asked.

The palace lantern that Fenghuang'er sacrificed with her heart and blood has the function of protecting the soul and breaking illusions. At this moment, she waved to it, but did not take it back and let it guard her.

Rong Qing simply answered "yes". The Destruction Thunder had appeared in front of Fenghuang'er before, and it was to stop Shen Zhanyan from leaving. So she did not deny it to Fenghuang'er. But the Destruction Thunder was not under her complete control, so she needed to put the sword intent in the sea of ​​consciousness to suppress it. There was no need to tell Fenghuang'er about this.

At this time, Xiao Rongqing in the sea of ​​consciousness was looking at the blood-colored thunder that was obediently circling around the sword intent, and was very distressed.

"That's a full 10% less."

This is the disadvantage of not recognizing the master of the Destruction Thunder. It is non-renewable, and even when it is used, it cannot be completely controlled.

"Wait, wait until you become a god, and then the Destruction Thunder will recognize you as its master."

Regardless of what Rong Qing was thinking, Fenghuang'er chuckled after hearing Rong Qing's answer, "It seems that you are the one who gained the most in Kaitian."

"Hey, why not Chu Yuan?" Rong Qing was puzzled.

"Chu Yuan..." Rong Qing's words made Fenghuang'er stunned for a moment.

"Daozi is very mysterious." Fenghuang'er shook her head helplessly, "In fact, since Sword Master Ji Ming took charge of the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect has become too unpredictable in the cultivation world. We... respect and fear the Sword Sect."

"Besides, as Daozi's uncle, even if Fellow Daoist Yu is not the one who knows best, he should have a general idea of ​​what he has gained." Fenghuanger threw the question back. As for how many tests were behind this question, perhaps only she herself knew.

"On the contrary, I don't know him either. Although my master is the master of the Ji Ming sword, I am different from them and do not follow the path of ruthlessness." Rong Qing said, "As the saying goes, people with different paths cannot work together. I didn't ask him what he gained from the creation of the world, and he didn't tell me, that's it."

Fenghuang'er couldn't continue after hearing this answer. The two flew closer to the beast, which had lost all its breath. The blood-red lightning was still gnawing at its body.

As for the human-shaped illusion, it completely disappeared after being cut off by Rong Qing's sword, and not a trace remained.

"Since it was Fellow Daoist Yu who solved the problem, you should deal with the corpse of the deity." Fenghuang'er said with a smile.

It's not that they don't want the corpse of the beast, but when two people team up in the Dream Ruins, they naturally have to abide by some tacit rules of the cultivation world. Otherwise, if there is a problem with the distribution and the two of them are not in harmony, it will be a loss in this dangerous Dream Ruins.

Rong Qing nodded and put the corpse of the ferocious beast into the storage ring.

The plain ring on the index finger was very low-key, storing all of Rong Qing's precious materials. In this space, ordinary spiritual stones, elixirs, and even array plates and talismans were not qualified to enter. Only real treasures could be placed in it, which was also Rong Qing's greatest wealth.

And there weren't many things that could be called treasures. So most of the space was still empty.

After the corpse of the beast was stored in the storage ring, the destructive thunder attached to it was also firmly suppressed and could not go anywhere. They could not extend to other treasures to continue to release their power to destroy everything, and even the release of power to the corpse was hindered.

This is the special feature of the storage ring that the Sword Master made specifically for Rong Qing.

However, at this moment, a black longbow stored in another place in the space trembled slightly, as if something in the bow was attracted by the corpse of the ferocious beast and awakened.

(End of this chapter)