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At that moment, his pupils were also magnifying, and all the changes in the outside light and shadow were imprinted in it, and flowed through his heart like clear water. Yu Ci suddenly felt that everything around him was quiet, but his body was vibrating, like the pulsation of blood, but the frequency was even more wonderful.

Then, he found his real pulse, and his blood was pounding like a drum roar because of the impact of the sword energy. At the same time, the vibration that had just emerged was still showing his power.

It seems that he suddenly has an extra heart, or a "self" directly.

The wonderful feeling continued. In a slow, or very short moment, the once extremely familiar blood pulsation retreated behind the scenes, and naturally obscured the pain of the body. Only the new "self" expanded infinitely, and in an indescribable way, touched the surrounding heaven and earth, and then extracted unimaginable complex information from the heaven and earth, and fed it back into his brain.

His mind had stopped working and could not understand all this, but he was inexplicably happy. The confusion and the feeling of clarity were entangled, and eventually turned into a chaos, with only a little spiritual light shining in the air, leading him back to the initial simple thought:

The Taoist priest in front killed him!

Once a thought arises, it is like a god responds!

In the chaos, an infinite void suddenly opened up, and the stars were radiating in the sky, with a few stars, as big as chicken eggs, as bright as jade, projecting the light down. As if in this response, half of the seven-star talisman sword rolling out suddenly flashed, and the green blood shadow was like smoke and fog. Then the speed suddenly increased, turning into a blurred rainbow light, and in just a flash, it flew past Taoist Yan's neck.

Taoist Yan didn’t even mean to block it, it was really full of flaws.

Then, the person's head fell off.

That was beyond the speed of thinking change. Taoist Yan was killed by a sword before he even had time to change his expression. The Nine Yang Talisman Sword was still in his hand, and his tall and strong body was still standing, but he was indeed dead, and he died neatly, which was ridiculous.

Yu Ci didn't blink, staring at the scene that was happening in front of her until the other party's Liuyang leader landed.

"It's the soul that vibrates. It's really amazing!"

In fact, it is not accurate to call the Seven-Star Talisman Sword "Tire Sword". Even if it can condense the vitality of heaven and earth, use essence and blood as the skeleton, and turn it into a real object, it is still a Talisman. Since it is a Talisman, it naturally needs to be stimulated by spiritual stress. The feeling of soul fluctuation just now, the void is open, and the spiritual stress is unprecedented, and it is really refreshing.

Yu Ci eats the marrow and knows the taste, and she really wants to give another talisman to try.

However, at this time, his mood suddenly relaxed, and his strong tiredness suddenly fell down, and his sense of weakness had swept across his body. Yu Ci hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and the wound he left when he spurted blood on the Seven-Star Talisman Sword was still there. The scorching pain made him shudder and his sleepiness faded a little.

This place is not safe. Yu Ci reminded himself that he had worked hard to get up and staggered towards the remaining body of Taoist Yan ten feet away.

At some point, it started to drizzle in the mountains and forests. The raindrops pressed down on the wildfires and bursts of blue smoke rose. A hint of coolness penetrated through the skin of the body, and the sleepiness further faded.

After taking two steps, Taoist Yan's headless body fell down and fell into the wet soil.

Before he reached his remaining body, Yu Ci was still a little dazed. A legendary god-savvy cultivator was killed by him?

Of course, purely based on facts, Yu Ci did not think that this was luck. From beginning to end, he and Taoist Yan's grasp of life and death were only five or five, but he was more familiar with this gambling choice, and Taoist Yan did not have this ability and deserved to be killed here by him.

He just felt that Taoist Yan was a little weaker than he thought.

During the battle, the most threatening to him was naturally Taoist Yan's last method of firing a sword from the air. It did have the power of a god-driven cultivator as imagined. Others, such as sharp sensing, smarter swordsmanship, deeper cultivation... but there was no essential difference.

With this doubt, Yu Ci lowered his head and looked at the Nine Yang Talisman Sword that had made him suffer all his hardships was spreading in the mud and water. The red light had dimmed to almost extinguish, but when it was close, he still felt a heat force that was very different from the outside air permeated the surroundings.

"Is this sword?" Yu Ci picked up the talisman sword and took it in his hand to play with it. To his surprise, the body of this extremely sharp Nine Yang Talisan sword was actually made of wooden, only one foot long. No wonder it looked like a short stick from a distance. The sword was carved with countless dark red patterns with a spiritual spiral similar to cinnabar, almost covering the original material color of the sword.

Waving it a few times, there was a whimpering sound in the air, without any sharp blade breaking through the air, injecting the true energy into it, which triggered the burning red light I saw last night, but the sword light was in the air. Although there was a sound of a golden blade breaking through the wind, it felt less sharp than in the hands of Taoist Yan.

Is this a difference in realm? Yu Ci didn't care and started searching for Taoist Yan's body to see if there were any treasures on this man.

The result is very strange.

"No... nothing?"

After searching for a long time, he found nothing. Not only did he have no treasures, but he didn't even have any objects that he should have when walking outside. It seemed that the murderer was a completely pauper except for a talisman sword and a set of clothes covering his body, and this was obviously impossible!

Yu Ci believes that she is not rich, but she always has to carry some commonly used things on her body. After years of accumulation, she is also a small scale. The treasure bags under her waist are stuffed all year round. It should be similar to those who walk in the world. However, Taoist Yan is so clean. Could it be that she is really not in the world and will be naked after stripping her clothes?

It is impossible. Taoist Yan was mixed into the middle of the herb collectors in the name of picking shrimp and beard grass. Didn’t he even prepare a stone box?

Grasping this unreasonable point, Yu Ci had no desire for frustration, but his eyes were like a ruler and swept over Taoist Yan over and over again.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed and locked on the little finger of Taoist Yan's left hand.

There was a circle of black lines there, like a ring, which was placed at the base of the finger. For some reason, when Yu Ci's eyes touched the ring, there seemed to be a "stern" sound in his head, as if two forces collided together, although weak, they were also clear.

What is that?

With this idea in mind, Yu Ci bent down and pulled out his finger ring and observed it in front of him.
Chapter completed!