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Chapter 284

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Zhou Qingyun swept out another ray of rosy light, forcing back a man in a green-bottomed python robe; this was the attire of the Mount Ailao Demon Sect.

However, just as she wanted to move forward, closer to the source of the black smoke, a sky full of poisonous insects flew over to block her; these were the demonic heads of Mount Wuliang.

But the poison of this black cloud was so powerful that those who could stay under the cloud were all in the Golden Core realm. But looking at the number of these demonic heads, the two sects combined had twenty or thirty people. The people of Mount Ailao and Mount Wuliang could be said to have come out in full force. What exactly was under the black cloud that was worth them blocking it like this?

"Qingyun, behind your neck!"

Zhou Qingyun heard that this was Elder Ye reminding her.

"Ice Soul Divine Light!"

She reacted immediately, pinched a sword formula with her backhand, and struck a cold light behind her. At this moment, she saw a golden-ringed silver snake as thick as a chopstick swimming out silently from the void; one look and it was clearly a highly poisonous creature.

Fortunately, Ye Yuanjing's reminder was timely. The icy Ice Soul Divine Light wrapped around the little snake, and the little snake immediately lost its vitality and fell down.

Fortunately, although the poisonous insects of Mount Wuliang were hidden and highly poisonous, their bodies were very fragile.

"Burning Heaven with Rosy Clouds!"

Zhou Qingyun gave a light drink and performed the Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Technique. The Azure Rope Immortal Sword immediately turned into a thousand rays of rosy light, piercing through the void. It seemed that it hadn't hurt anyone, but the next moment, countless poisonous insects hiding in the void and waiting for an opportunity fell down like rain.

"My insects!"

At this moment, there were three Golden Cores blocking Zhou Qingyun, and the oldest one among them was the one-eyed insect demon Wan Gaoming of Mount Wuliang. At this time, all the poisonous insects falling from the sky were raised by him. Seeing this, the single eye on his face was already blood red.

He waved his wide robe and struck out a foul-smelling smoke, blowing it towards Zhou Qingyun.

This smoke was not simple; it was called "Ten Thousand Insect Rotting Spirit Miasma." It was refined by this old demon every year after autumn by going to those deep mountains and old forests, looking for swamps, and collecting the foul-smelling swamp gas and cold water poison.

Besides that, he also had to pick out the poisonous insects that floated on the swamp mud and survived the frost. Finally, he had to add a wisp of "Filthy Earth Rotting Water Sha" and refine all these cold and highly poisonous things together. The power was very astonishing.

Those insects in the miasma were neither dead nor alive, neither alive nor dead. They could nimbly dodge, find people's weaknesses, and be directed like puppets. They were very strange and weird, and they were not easy to refine. They were also demonic treasures that were used once and became less.

The other two demonic heads of Mount Ailao saw that this one-eyed old demon was truly ruthless and willing to sacrifice such treasures, so they immediately followed. They both had a vine staff in their hands, which, like the flying swords of Mount Emei and the magic seals of Mount Longhu, were the signature magic treasures of Mount Ailao.

This kind of vine staff was made of a unique kind of demon vine from the depths of Mount Ailao, called the Poison Dragon Vine. This vine climbed on trees, and no matter what kind of tree it was, it would be eaten clean by the Poison Dragon Vine within ten years.

After eating enough of a hundred big trees, this vine would become a spirit, and python patterns would grow on the vine. But by this time, it would be cut down by the demonic heads of Mount Ailao to make a staff. This was the Poison Dragon Staff in their hands.

At this time, the Poison Dragon Staffs in the hands of the two Mount Ailao Golden Cores were naturally top-quality goods. Once they left their hands, they each twisted in the air, and then grew in the wind, turning into two giant green-skinned pythons, one thirty or forty zhang long, and one fifty or sixty zhang long, sealing Zhou Qingyun's retreat from left and right.

Zhou Qingyun naturally dealt with it calmly. She took the lead in sacrificing a yellow-skinned gourd. This gourd hung in the air, the mouth opened by itself, and a dazzling red light shot out from inside. Immediately, a centipede flew out from that red light!

This centipede grew in the wind, changing to three zhang and four feet long. Its whole body was covered in red scales that sparkled, and its two eyeballs were the size of tea bowls, emitting green light and looking bright and spirited. This centipede was covered in red light, not afraid of the incoming insect miasma at all, and rushed up shaking its head and wagging its tail.

This centipede didn't know what kind of strange insect it was; it was completely fine after rushing into such poisonous miasma, and it chased after those poisonous insects to bite them, spraying red fire from its mouth, burning the miasma with a sizzling sound.

"Where did you get this insect king!"

The old demon Wan Gaoming felt heartache for his miasma and also coveted the centipede.

Zhou Qingyun naturally couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him. This insect was a spiritual insect that her master—the master from Mount Huangshan—had sent to her specifically for self-defense after hearing that she had come to the Kang-Yunnan border and knowing that there were many poisonous insects here. It was a spiritual insect that her master had raised by her side since childhood; how could this demonic head covet it?

Seeing that the spiritual insect could resist the miasma, Zhou Qingyun turned back to deal with the two poisonous pythons.

She sacrificed the Moon Soul Sword, and the flying sword turned into a blue-eyed jade rabbit. This rabbit looked very small, not even as big as the giant python's mouth, and it seemed like it could be swallowed in one bite. It even took the initiative to find trouble with the slightly smaller staff-python.

The staff-python opened its mouth to swallow, but although the jade rabbit was small, it was extremely agile, playing the giant python around in circles, and the giant python couldn't even touch the edge of the jade rabbit. And as long as the jade rabbit scratched the giant python casually, it could leave a wound.

There was a big gap between the two magic treasures, and there was also a gap in the magic treasure owners' means of controlling treasures and their primordial spirit mental power.

Zhou Qingyun now focused on dealing with the other giant python; this python was too big, like a green dragon.

However, Zhou Qingyun had the Azure Rope in her hand and was not afraid at all. The immortal sword turned into a long rainbow across the sky, and the sword Qi soared to the sky; instead, it was the giant python that had to avoid its edge.

"This must be the Azure Rope Sword, I want to see how much ability it really has!"

There were two demonic heads attacking Ye Yuanjing together, and one of them, holding a dragon staff, saw Zhou Qingyun killing with her sword, holding her own against three enemies without falling into a disadvantage. After a cold laugh, he opened his mouth and spat out a pitch-black primordial pearl.

The primordial pearl emitted black smoke, and then, the black smoke wrapped around the primordial pearl and condensed into shape, finally turning into a giant Dharma image that stood between heaven and earth.

This Dharma image was fifty or sixty zhang high, with a dragon head and a human body, wearing a nine-tasseled crown on its head, wearing a dark sea green dragon robe, with green scales covering its face, golden eyes and green pupils, and bright light shooting out when it opened and closed.

As soon as this Dharma image appeared in the world, it went straight to Zhou Qingyun, and its giant hand covered her, coming with the force of a landslide and a tsunami.

Golden Core Dharma image!

Zhou Qingyun felt a chill in her heart. She pinched the sword formula, about to control the Azure Rope to resist.

But at this moment, she discovered that after the Dharma image made its move, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be disobedient, as if she had suddenly come from the ground into the water, and even her primordial spirit thoughts had suddenly slowed down a lot. Correspondingly, the Azure Rope had also slowed down.

She immediately adjusted her sword moves, changing from attack to defense. The Azure Rope turned from a straight sword rainbow into scattered sword rosy clouds to protect her in front.

"Clouds lock a thousand peaks!"

At this moment, Zhou Qingyun heard those familiar four words.

Was it her master who made a move?

No, it seemed to be a male voice.

The next moment, she saw a violent storm of purple and red blowing from behind her. Those gorgeous thousands of sword threads seemed not to be affected by the spiritual energy prohibition, like wind, rain, and waves, hitting the giant hand of the Dharma image that was flying over.

"I told you long ago that not only should you pay attention to the cultivation of the primordial spirit and sword weapons, but you should also pay attention to the cultivation of magic power."

A voice came with the rain curtain, from far to near. Immediately, she saw a Daoist in green clothes land beside her.

Zhou Qingyun let him pull her back, a sweet smile appearing in her eyes, but she couldn't help thinking in her heart: Even at this time, he still likes to preach.

When the giant hand of the Dharma image pushed aside the thousands of vermilion and purple sword threads, it hit nothing.

"Who are you? Your realm is not high, but your magic power is very thick."

The Dharma image opened its mouth, slightly surprised.

"Just a nameless loose cultivator."

Cheng Xinzhan answered.

At this moment, he also realized the benefits of a mount. He rushed over in a hurry, but he hadn't consumed any of his own magic power, and it allowed him to borrow momentum to make a move.

No wonder, no wonder many great masters wanted to take a mount.

And at this time, he was protecting Zhou Qingyun, and the snow lion was also looking for the giant python by itself.

At the same time, taking advantage of the gap in answering, Cheng Xinzhan was quickly sizing up the battle situation.

Here in the Qionghai Sword Pavilion, besides Ye Yuanjing and Zhou Qingyun, there were two familiar faces who lived in the sword pavilion for a long time. One was an Emei elder, and the other was a loose cultivator from Mount Huangshan, both were Three-Wash Golden Cores.

Besides those from the sword pavilion, there were five people in the righteous path who were clearly from the Zen sect, three monks and two nuns. These people were to the south of the black smoke. Looking at the direction, they should have come from the Yunnan side.

And there were as many as twenty-six demonic heads present. They formed a circle, surrounding the black smoke-emitting cave tightly, not letting anyone get close.

And the Golden Core in front of him, who was in the demonic path and could still form a Dharma image, was likely Five-Wash or even Six-Wash.

"Arrogant!"

The Dharma image heard Cheng Xinzhan's perfunctory words and stepped forward to attack again.

Cheng Xinzhan summoned back Youdu, and the thousands of sword threads returned to a group of vermilion and purple sword light. He performed the Li Fire Rapid Sword Technique, and the flying sword looked like Li Fire jumping, disappearing into the void. When it was seen again, it looked like a rocket, stabbing straight at the face of the Dharma image.

He said with his mouth,

"You shameless snake, bullying the few with the many is one thing, but you also bully the small with the big. Could it be that you haven't shed your skin for a long time, and your skin is thicker than the ground?"

Zhou Qingyun was also attacking the enemy at the same time. Hearing Cheng Xinzhan's sarcasm towards the demonic head, she looked back frequently. She didn't expect him to say these things.

"Do you still remember the sword technique you used to lock my flying sword on White Jade Capital? Looking at its path, I guess that is another sword scripture passed down by Master Canxia, the Dao of Kan Water? At this time, your Dao of Sword Rosy Clouds is not as easy to use as that. The opponent is using momentum to suppress people, and your magic power is insufficient. Do not use the sword rosy clouds to resist hard; it is better to use the soft sword intent to resolve it and accumulate momentum to wait for an attack."

At this moment, she suddenly heard his voice transmission ringing in her heart again.

She believed it without doubt, so the sword formula in her hand changed. The Azure Rope Sword immediately turned from scattered rosy clouds into continuous fine rain. The Dharma image came to pat, and the sword rain retreated with the wind. If the Dharma image retracted, the sword rain would instantly turn into giant waves to pounce.

And right in this sky full of rain and waves, there was another flickering Li Fire, uncertain and unpredictable, like a red carp playing in the waves. If the sword rain retreated, the red carp would go forward to cover it; if the giant waves were surging, the red carp would hide in the waves and then borrow the momentum to leap.

The two of them were attacking together for the first time, but it seemed as if they had practiced it thousands of times.

Cheng Xinzhan's eyes were full of smiles, and the more he fought, the more comfortable he felt. In his heart, he couldn't help but think of the sentence he had just written, which was:

"The principle of Kan and Li helping each other is not only in the alchemy furnace; between heaven and earth, there is no place where it cannot be seen, and no thing that is not within it."

The Dao of the sword is natural!

And Zhou Qingyun caught a glimpse of the smile in Cheng Xinzhan's eyes, and her heart was even sweeter, like drinking honey, and she couldn't help but think:

So, he, like me, often thinks about the day when Kan and Li combine their attacks.

(End of chapter)

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