Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 362: Jade Moon and Clear Wind Slash

The divinity is so pure, so these three pieces at least mean that this fire spirit has killed three desperate people who are at the ninth level of the Immortal Three Slashes.

Mo Qingfeng's move of combining three swords into one, Qingfeng Biyue Zhan, the faster the sword light, the smaller the compression, but the more pure the power.

The bright March moon in the sky suddenly went out.

The entire world fell into darkness.

The Fire Spirit Saint roared in pain and used his three arms to catch the sword.

The darkness was instantly illuminated.

The three Heavenly Heart Seals were like the sun, completely illuminating the void.

Mo Qingfeng's Frost and Snow Sword Rhythm had condensed to only three feet in length, slashing across the Saint Lord's arm and directly cutting the three Heavenly Heart Seals into pieces.

In an instant.

Three powerful green light waves burst out from the three Tianxin seals, instantly sweeping across the entire sea.

A rich and very comfortable breath of life slowly began to rise from the surface.

The body of the Fire Spirit Saint had been blown into pieces and disappeared into the air.

There was no longer any trace of scorching heat in the entire sky.

"You dare to damage the tribute to the Emperor of Heaven? Just wait, Mo Qingfeng, I won't let you go. Enjoy your last moments!"

The voice of the Fire Spirit Saint rang out from the void.

A golden liquid, wrapped in a red flame soul, swept across the sky, flew upwards, and disappeared directly into the void.

"Is this... is this running away?"

Countless people were stunned: "Are gods truly unkillable?"

After a moment of hesitation, Li Yuqing was the first to react. He flew up, and a purple fairy sword swept across the mountain and squeezed into the rich green aura.

Until all the rich green aura was absorbed by the purple sword light in Li Yuqing's hand.

Without stopping, she immediately fell down again.

At this moment, everyone understood.

This is the spiritual energy that scattered over the sea of ​​​​realm after the Heavenly Heart Seal was shattered.

This spiritual energy was almost like water, condensed into a solid substance. There was no need to refine it at all; simply absorbing it would increase one's cultivation.

A powerful warrior in the ninth realm, who has cultivated for hundreds of years and traveled all over the earth, the source of the spiritual energy he refined is in this mark of the heart of heaven.

The three Heavenly Heart Seals formed nearly hundreds of balls of green mist.

The green mist was wet, and more than a dozen sword lights swept into the mist at the same time, and began to absorb it madly like Li Yuqing.

Only Du Fang was left in Feixing Pavilion.

Guixuzi's figure disappeared.

The bright moon in the sky also disappeared.

Mo Qingfeng finally slowly landed in front of Du Fang.

After the battle, his face was haggard and his body was exhausted, as if his blood and essence had been drained away. Du Fang hurriedly helped him up and said:

"Brother...are you...okay?"

As she asked the question, tears started to well up in her eyes.

Everyone could see that after this great battle, his elder brother Mo was already at the end of his strength.

"I... am fine..."

Before he could finish his words, Mo Qingfeng suddenly started coughing violently.

Du Fang saw with his own eyes that there were three bloodstains like water droplets between Mo Qingfeng's eyebrows, and two of them had dimmed at this time.

That is soul blood.

Brother Mo burned his soul and blood to fight against the Soul Breaker.

He panted for a long time and finally calmed down, but his voice was still weak: "We failed this time and failed to kill the fire spirit. In the future, it will definitely come again. Then..."

Mo Qingfeng stared at Du Fang and said, "Brother, go north, cross the Wangsheng River, and head towards Taixuan Continent. In the extreme north, on the edge of the Nine Continents, at the end of the Black Domain, there is a city called Jubei City. My eldest brother is there. He has three thousand White Shadow Warriors under his command, and they will surely protect you and help you live your life safely!"

"Brother..." Du Fang suddenly felt his throat choked. Brother Mo was almost at the end of his life, but he was still thinking about his safety and future.

He wanted to say something to express his gratitude, but his throat was choked and he could no longer speak.

"As your eldest brother, I know that in your last life, you were injured by a fairy spirit... It was all my fault. I shouldn't have been soft-hearted back then. I should have brought that black spirit back to Jinghai!"

"I don't blame you!" Du Fang swallowed several times before saying it with difficulty.

Mo Qingfeng looked into the distance and said quietly, "I know you don't want to learn sword in this life, but Jiuzhou is about to sink, and the Holy Son of the Emperor of Heaven is about to take shape. Sword practitioners like me have wasted our whole lives, but we still can't stop it..." A helpless sadness appeared on his face.

Du Fang listened silently.

"The lackeys of the Emperor of Heaven, those Soul Breakers are so powerful. I have tried my best, but I still can't kill a single one... The future of Shenzhou... is too dark... I can't see the way forward!"

"There must be a way, there must be..."

Du Fang kept repeating it, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng smiled bitterly: "My original plan was to kill the Soul Breaker tonight, wait peacefully for the immortal spirit to emerge, and then I would break through. Once I succeed, the future disasters will no longer be disasters..."

"Unfortunately, I overestimated myself. This Soul Breaker is truly terrifying. No wonder the Emperor of Heaven would raise thirteen of these lackeys. I... I might end up following in the footsteps of my senior Taixuan!"

Du Fang knew that Brother Mo was sighing about the two powerful men who had once been in Taixuan.

The fate of the Taixuan Sword Sect seems to be related to the Soul Breaker.

"Is there really no way out, brother?" Du Fang looked at him hopefully. At this moment, he hoped so much that Mo Qingfeng would nod.

A dejected look enveloped Mo Qingfeng, and his voice was very low:

"Most of my soul blood has been burned. I must break through the realm. If I don't break through, I won't be able to survive tonight!"

After hearing this, Du Fang's mind suddenly went blank.

This big brother, Mo Qingfeng's name, is known among the strong men of the three clans in Jinghai. It is an existence that surpasses all the strong men in the world. It is the pinnacle of achievement that countless sword cultivators can only dream of.

But still, the fate of Taixuan Sword Sect for nearly ten thousand years has not changed.

Is his elder brother Mo also going to disappear like his predecessor Lingxiao? Du Fang's body suddenly softened and he fell to the ground.

"You don't have to be sad!" Mo Qingfeng forced a smile and slowly helped him up.

"Everyone has their destiny. Maybe, Brother Mo, you can also make a leap to the extreme and live a second life, right, brother?"

Du Fang choked and nodded, tears streaming down his eyes.

He used to be a swordsman, but with this exhausted body, he still managed to break through the realm that almost no one has been able to surpass throughout the ages.

The probability is too slim.

It's almost the same as committing suicide.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked them. The white frost beside him suddenly emitted a vibrating hum that echoed throughout the sea of ​​​​land. Du Fang was surprised to find that the place where he stood began to emit countless golden lights.

The golden light was so bright that it enveloped Mo Qingfeng's entire body.

Mo Qingfeng's entire body began to glow with golden light, and he smiled slightly:

"This is our Taixuan Sword Sect, the place where the souls of our ancestors from past generations are buried. If I can succeed, brother, I will take you into the Immortal Realm. Together we will rebuild the path to heaven. I will take you and personally kill that damned Heavenly Emperor!"

The golden light gradually disappeared.

Mo Qingfeng's body suddenly disappeared.

The entire Feixing Pavilion disappeared in this golden light, and a faint voice came from under his feet:

"Junior Sister Yuqing, I'm leaving my brother to you to take care of him!"

A purple light flew from the sky and landed beside Du Fang.

Du Fang stared at the forest in front of him with a confused look in his eyes.

His whole mind suddenly went blank.