Rebirth Against Heaven [Cultivation]

The sword moves that Fu Jun used happened to be fast and swift, and his body was light and agile, so he took advantage of the location and his cultivation level was not inferior to the opponent's. In less than an hour, the sword had already let out a mournful roar , The scarred body rushed towards the entrance of the cave, jumped out of the cave in an instant, and escaped.

Fu Jun also didn't intend to kill them all. After all, monsters and demon cultivators are still different. Most of them don't know evil and do evil. They just live in the mountains and practice on their own.Of course, if someone invades their territory, they will also be attacked by them. Many times, those passers-by become dead souls.

Now that the monster was defeated, Fu Jun picked up the soul-nourishing wood from the ground.The soul-cultivating wood is extremely strong, even better than iron and stone. Even after a fierce battle in the cave just now, it is still intact, not even a scratch.

Just as Fu Jun was about to leave the cave, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been hit hard by a huge hammer, and his eyes turned black.

His body trembled, but at the same time he listened to the sound to identify his position, and quickly stepped back, avoiding a deadly black light brushing against his cheek in time!

Although Fu Jun's eyes can't see for a short period of time, he is born extremely sensitive to the dangers around him, and he can always avoid fatal attacks in time, which also allows him to survive every time he is on the line of life and death.

Although he didn't know who was attacking him, he could feel that the opponent was constantly attacking him, so he kept shifting his shape and changing his steps, and he didn't forget to fight back with sword energy while dodging.

After more than ten strokes with the opponent, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard on the head again, the pain was unbearable, his eyes were dizzy and his ears were ringing, his body swayed, and he managed to use the wall behind him to stabilize his figure. However, after one breath, his heart suddenly seemed to be hit by a huge rock, and he couldn't hold it back immediately, and a mouthful of blood spewed out with a "poof".

Fu Jun stretched out his hands to cover his chest. Although his breathing was disordered and his figure was unstable, he still listened to the opponent's every move with all his strength, and in an instant, he tried to sideways to avoid a black light attack that hit him head-on.

"Since you have already stepped into my Qianjun Yin killing formation, don't try to struggle anymore!" In an instant, only a man's laughter came from the entrance of the cave, full of complacency after the plot succeeded, "Speaking of it, you still have to fight!" I want to thank you for your desperate efforts to drive away that monster, you have helped me a lot! The so-called praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind, and now I invite you to visit Huangquan Road!"

After the man finished speaking, the attack seemed to become more violent, so fast that there was almost no room for breathing.

While Fu Jun was trying his best to avoid the opponent's killer, his mind was spinning rapidly.

——When exactly did the comer set up the thousand-thousand yin killing array in the cave?It should be that he set up this formation in the cave long before he fought fiercely with the monster, and he has been very careful not to activate it. However, he only cared about the monster itself before, but he never carefully checked the cave. The situation is really wrong.

And this Qianjun Yin Killing Formation, he has also heard about it, and knows that it is a high-level formation used by the disciples of the Xuanyin School.

Those who enter the formation will be hit hard on the vital points of the body by invisible and powerful blows. There is no defense and no avoidance. The only solution is to kill the master of the formation. At that time, the array will naturally disappear.

It is not surprising that the people of the Xuanyin sect want the soul-cultivating wood, because the soul-cultivating wood is a rare and rare treasure that has always been scrambled for by everyone.

In his previous life, it was so easy for him to obtain the Soul Cultivation Wood without any twists and turns, he was really lucky.But in this life, he is obviously not as lucky as in his previous life.

After Fu Jun fought against the opponent for this moment, he already knew that the opponent's cultivation base was roughly equivalent to his own, and he had already fought a fierce battle with monsters, and his physical and spiritual energy had been consumed a lot. In the formation, the situation is extremely bad - it is really like what the other party said, "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind".

...but what if the odds are against you?

Fu Jun's mind was firm and did not waver in the slightest. At this time, his sight gradually recovered, and he could see clearly the appearance of the person he was fighting with - the person looked about 30 years old, but his appearance was quite He is handsome, but unfortunately there is a deep and long scar on his face, from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the mouth, which immediately only makes him look gloomy and terrifying.

The person who came was dressed in plain white, and the clothes were indeed the clothes of the disciples of the Xuanyin School in Fu Jun's memory, and their status was definitely not low, they should be clothes above the elder level.

The Xuanyin person is like the bright moon in the sky, so the disciples of the Xuanyin sect mostly dress in white clothes, like mourning clothes, with a gloomy air.

Seeing that Fu Jun regained his eyesight, the man clicked his tongue and said with a cold smile, "Why waste all your energy? No matter how hard you try to resist, there will only be one ending in the end-death in my hands. Give up struggling now obediently." If so, I can still leave your whole body, lest you turn into a lump of muddy blood and flesh, so that your relatives, friends, teachers and teachers will not recognize you, and think you have fled without a reason, I am afraid that you will not even be able to keep your reputation. Woolen cloth."

Fu Jun ignored the man's sarcasm, and he didn't seem to be irritated at all, he just asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Huh, it's okay to tell you, anyway, you will soon become a dead person." The man said proudly, "My surname is Wen and my name is Yin, and I am Elder Wangshu of the Xuanyin Sect. Are you a disciple of the Danxiao Sect? How many years? How many realms has your cultivation base increased? It's a pity that you will completely disappear from this world today—don't worry, your suzerain Lu Huaifeng will definitely not know how you died, and you will have nowhere to complain , even if you die, you will not die with peace.”

Wen Yin's mouth was full of disdain for Fu Jun, but his eyes clearly showed jealousy, thinking that Fu Jun was able to defeat the monster alone at such a young age, which made him jealous, and just wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate his opponent .

Fu Jun saw Wen Yin's killing intent, but he was unafraid, and just went all out to face the enemy.

Although he was continuously hit by the Qianjun Yin Killing Formation, he still stood firm. Even though he vomited blood several times and his body was wobbly, he still tried his best to avoid Wen Yin's fatal attack.

The more Wen Yin fought, the more anxious he became. Although the attack was as fierce as a tiger, he gradually lost his control; while Fu Jun's eyes remained as calm as a cold pool, and even gradually, his body seemed to have adapted to the Qianjun Yin killing array. In general, every time he was hit hard, he no longer vomited blood from his mouth, and his body no longer swayed back. It was only a slight shock, but it did not affect his movements.

All of a sudden, Fu Jun found a gap between Wen Yin's two moves. Although this flaw was only fleeting, it was enough for Fu Jun to take the opportunity to strike a mountain-shattering sword energy!

Fu Jun condensed all the spiritual energy in his body into this sword aura in an instant, but it looked no different from the ordinary sword aura before. Wen Yin didn't take any precautions, and followed the previous method, emitting black light from his palm to resist the sword aura However, in an instant, the sword energy completely penetrated the black light, smashing the black light to pieces, but the attack did not stop at all, and went straight forward, piercing Wen Yin's chest in one fell swoop!

Wen Yin yelled, staggered back more than ten steps one after another, until his back hit the wall of the cave, and then stopped, but with a "plop" in an instant, he fell straight to the ground.

This blow seems to have seriously injured Wen Yin, and he was unable to stand up. A large amount of blood gradually gushed out of Wen Yin's mouth, rushing down like a waterfall, with an extremely unwilling expression on his face, and hissed: "You... don't even think about... taking away... the soul-cultivating wood..."

Fu Jun visually estimated that his blow should have shattered half of Wen Yin's heart and the golden core in his body, but he was almost exhausted at this time, leaning his back against the wall, gasping for breath.

For the time being, Fu Jun didn't even have the strength to speak, so he could barely maintain a standing posture, but he didn't want Wen Yin to see his weakness at this time, so he could only pretend to be arrogant, and didn't bother to answer Wen Yin's words.

"I... want you... to die..." After Wen Yin uttered the last word "death" hoarsely, his whole body trembled violently, and he shouted loudly, "You will die until you die!"

While drinking loudly, Wen Yin's whole body suddenly turned into a blood-red light, which flew towards the four corners of the cave. Suddenly, the whole cave shook violently, and then Fu Jun saw that the surrounding walls suddenly turned crimson, especially the original cave entrance. The place was covered with a thick layer of blood mist, completely blocking the way out.But Wen Yin's figure has completely disappeared from the cave.

Fu Jun tried his best to straighten up from the wall he was leaning against, took a few steps forward, carefully observed the surroundings, and a thought flashed in his mind.

——This is... the Trapped Dragon Lock Heart Formation?