Chapter 455

"Master, are you okay?" Yan Yutong's disciples saw their master rushing out of the range of flesh and blood, throwing out a ball of dazzling light, and then lying on the ground without moving for a long time. They were afraid that something had happened to her, so they hurriedly ran over.

Yan Yutong calmed herself down and thought of the thrill just now. It was the first time in her life that she had experienced such a thrill. Even when she had a life-and-death fight with someone in the past, she had never experienced such a life-or-death situation. Just thinking about it made her feel scared. If she had been a little bit slower, flew a little bit slower, and cast the life-saving secret skill a little bit later, she would have turned into colorful pus by now, even with the protection of the spiritual tool and the Taoist robe.

Not wanting to lose her dignity and dignity in front of her disciples, Yan Yutong suppressed the fear in her heart, combed her hair, patted the pink Taoist robe, stood up, and said slowly, "I'm fine, I just cast the secret skill just now, and lost my strength for a moment."

"Master (Tower Master), it's good that you're fine." All the disciples surrounded her and said happily.

Yan Yutong looked at them one by one, and then sighed with relief, "I'm relieved that all of you are unharmed. Did Senior Luo save you? "She glanced at Luo Zizhan who was not far away.

All the disciples answered in unison, "It was Senior Luo who saved us, and the disciples of the other three sects were also saved by him."

Yan Yutong nodded and walked towards Luo Zizhan.

Just after a few steps, she saw Tao Bantang who was like an iron tower, also walking towards Luo Zizhan.

"Master Tao, you also escaped? Congratulations. "Yan Yutong squeezed out a smile and greeted. She was not in the mood to laugh at the moment.

Tao Bantang's expression was also ugly, but most of it was covered by his dark face. He said with lingering fear, "We narrowly escaped. Fellow Daoist Zou and Fellow Daoist Li were half a step slower. When I turned around to look, they had already been crushed under those pieces of flesh."

Yan Yutong thought of the colorful pus and the several meters deep pit just now. Zou Hong and Li Tao's fate was self-evident. It was probably difficult to find their remains and belongings. In the future, they would probably have to erect a cenotaph.

Thinking up to here, her mood suddenly became better. Compared to Zou Hong and Li Tao, although she had lost her only Spirit Artifact, she was still able to stand here safely. This was something worth rejoicing over, something worth being happy about. So with a smile on her face, she sighed: "It's a pity for the two of you."

Tao Bantang knew the power of the blood and the bone spurs, but he did not see it with his own eyes like Yan Yutong did, so he did not have any special feelings. He then sighed a few times and walked towards Luo Zizhan.

As soon as he turned around and revealed his back, Yan Yutong's eyes widened and she said in a trembling voice, "Sect Master Tao, your, your back?"

Tao Bantang was baffled. What happened to my back? But as a precaution, he still used his divine sense to check his back. This check almost made him stunned.

A pale scar started from his Yuzhen acupuncture point and went all the way down, across his hair, across his Taoist robe, and disappeared at his tailbone. The Taoist robe of the Peak of the Eighth Celestial Layer was cut open by this scar. It was as smooth as ordinary clothes cut by a sharp sword, revealing the dark muscles on his back.

Wherever this pale scar passed, the surroundings became deathly pale. His hair and skin were all the same. Although the injury was not serious, it made people feel numb and difficult to feel anything.

Maybe when he escaped, he was grazed by a huge bone spur. If it was just a little bit more … Tao Bantang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He did not dare to think further. He was especially sympathetic to Zou Hong and Li Tao's experience.

The blood and corpses continued to fall like rain, covering the clouds and the starry sky. It made it difficult for Luo Zizhan to see the last sword, the mighty pillar of starlight. So he became distracted. He wanted to force his way through the blood, bone spurs, and corpses, but he knew that his Natal Flying Sword was damaged and he did not have the strength to do so.

The bone spurs were fine, but the Seven-colored Demon Toad's venom and blood were the most poisonous in the world. The blood of the single-horned demon dragon contained the power of decay and decay. Moreover, they were all at the level of Yin Master. Without a level seven or eight Dao technique to protect his body, he would definitely die.

"Senior Luo." Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong's voices rang in Luo Zizhan's ears.

Luo Zizhan came back to his senses. He knew that it would be difficult for him to see such a mighty sword again in his life. After calming himself down, he replied, "What do you want?"

Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong said in unison, "We are here to thank Senior Luo for saving our disciples." Then, they each took out a piece of the Seven Gold Jasper Owl's flesh and said, "Please accept it."

"It's just convenient." Luo Zizhan did not care about saving the disciples, but he did not stand on ceremony either. He took the two pieces of flesh and kept them. Adding them together, it should be enough to repair his Natal Flying Sword. "It's a pity for the two cultivators." He knew that the other two would not be able to escape.

At the mention of this matter, Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong both felt a lingering fear. If anything had gone wrong, they would have ended up like them.

After calming herself down, Yan Yutong asked curiously, "Senior Luo, I wonder if it was a Primordial Spirit Venerable who released the mighty sword from the white jade cloud that killed the Sky Demon?"

Tao Bantang looked at Luo Zizhan excitedly. The power of the sword was beyond their imagination. It was not something that a Yin Master could perform, even if it was a sword array.

Luo Zizhan was an upper-grade Gold Core cultivator. Although he had never seen a Spiritual Master before, he knew a lot of secrets. He was prepared to find a sect with a Spiritual Master or go to the Rogue Cultivator Alliance to travel to the Boundless World and seek opportunities to become a Primordial Spirit Venerable. Therefore, he said solemnly and expectantly, "It should be a Spiritual Master who killed the Sky Demon."

Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong were extremely excited. They never thought that they would be able to see the legendary Daoist one day. He was a real Daoist who lived for a long time! Moreover, they could see the Celestial Sword Art of the Celestial. It was a marvelous and powerful sword art that could benefit them greatly!

After calming down, Tao Bantang asked, "Senior Luo, why is there a Spiritual Master killing the Sky Demon here? And it has been like this for a year and a half. "

Of course, Luo Zizhan did not know the reason. Although he was also curious, he could only guess, "Our Boundless World has lost its membrane since the Great Calamity. It is difficult to stop the invasion of the Sky Demon. Since then, it has always been guarded by the Shenxiao Palace. However, when the Shenxiao Palace was stabilizing the Boundless World in the ancient times, it consumed a lot of energy. According to my guess, it is possible that the Spiritual Masters were not strong enough, which caused the protection to be flawed. Therefore, the Spiritual Masters were responsible for guarding the Boundless World. "

"No wonder the Spiritual Masters rarely appear in front of the cultivators. They are almost like legends. They are actually hidden behind the scenes and are responsible for the survival of our Boundless World. They are indeed True Celestials!" Yan Yutong's tone was full of worship, admiration and yearning. Although Tao Bantang did not say anything, his sparkling eyes revealed the same thoughts.

At this time, the blood, flesh and corpses that came like a river from the sky finally stopped. All the cultivators present hurriedly looked up. They saw the surrounding Spiritual Qi, clouds and Gang Qi crazily rushing into the hole in the middle. The layer of Gang Qi instantly returned to its original state, making it difficult for them to see what was happening above the ninth layer of Gang Qi.

"If we had not seen it with our own eyes, I am afraid we would have thought that a cultivator had achieved Jindan and the wind and clouds were rising …" Yan Yutong's smiling words stopped abruptly after she saw the situation within a radius of a hundred miles.

The yellow sand within a radius of a hundred miles disappeared, and the rocks under the yellow sand disappeared. A giant hole of unknown depth appeared. The walls of the giant hole slowly flashed with colorful and dark light. Occasionally, a few white bone spurs could be seen, but other than that, there was nothing.

Tao Bantang's face turned pale, and his dark skin could not hide it. Thinking of the scars on his back, he swallowed with difficulty and said, "In the legends, there were often stories about Divine Soul and Jindan cultivators watching Perfected Ones fight. Now that I think about it, I am afraid they were all lies. To be able to see it so clearly, they must be within a few hundred miles. Heh, if you dare to see Perfected Ones fight within a few hundred miles, you will not even have ashes left. We are thousands of miles away, and we only saw it vaguely.

"Maybe they are hiding in a formation. But how can it be like this every time? So, unless they all have immortal bodies, they can't be burned by fire or destroyed by lightning. "Yan Yutong continued.

Needless to say, the other disciples were already trembling with fear. Even Luo Zizhan's face turned pale. It seemed that he was also a little afraid.

"In the future, if I encounter Perfected Ones fighting, no matter how mysterious and how many benefits there are, I will stay as far away as possible." Yan Yutong looked at the giant hole in front of her and thought of the colorful pus. She gnashed her teeth and said.

Tao Bantang nodded in agreement. Perfected Ones fighting was too dangerous. Even watching from the sidelines was a dangerous job. They needed to be cautious and cautious.

The yellow sand rolled back again. Yan Yutong and Tao Bantang each picked up a few giant bone spikes and led their disciples back to Cloud Flow City after saying goodbye to Luo Zizhan.

Luo Zizhan looked at the sky with a burning gaze. He wanted to fly into the earth energy layer and ask the Perfected One for advice, but he thought that the Perfected One was guarding the Nine Heavens against the Heavenly Demons. It would be difficult for him to have free time, so he was a little hesitant.

…

On the way back to Cloud Flow City, Yan Yutong and Tao Bantang were silent. Suddenly, Yan Yutong asked, "Master Tao, when you saw the Perfected One's swordsmanship just now, did you learn anything?"

Tao Bantang looked at her and smiled. "Those star orbits keep flashing in my mind. It seems that there is a swordsmanship that is about to appear, but it is illusory and hard to grasp. Fellow Daoist Yan is probably the same, right?"

The two looked at each other and smiled. After returning to Cloud Flow City, they each annexed the other two sects.

After a few decades of comprehension, the two each created a swordsmanship from the star orbits in the sky. It was considered extraordinary for those below the Golden Core stage and was a secret of this kind of small sect.

At the beginning of the two swordsmanship, Tao Bantang and Yan Yutong left similar words. Tao Bantang's was:

"I was lucky enough to witness a real Celestial killing a Heavenly Demon in the depths of the Immensity Sea. The Celestial's swordsmanship was marvelous and it evolved into a vast starry sky. It is something that I have never seen in my life. "

"My cultivation level is low and I am muddle-headed. When I think back, there is not even one in ten thousand. I can only use the profound parts to evolve this swordsmanship. Because of this, I named the swordsmanship 'Immortal-taught Star Sword'. I hope that my disciples can learn something from it and obtain a trace of the essence of the Celestial's swordsmanship. This swordsmanship can only be taught by true disciples. "

"Thinking about the Celestial's swordsmanship, that vast, grand, last sword that gathered all the essence of the previous swordsmanship. Sad! Sad! What a pity! "

"On the fifth day of the ninth month, Tao Bantang recorded it in Brocade Garden."