Chapter 75: Driving the Sword with the Qin (1)

The morning sun in the sky shone on the yellow sand, and the breeze blew the yellow sand. A dust didn't know where to go, and a figure walked in the yellow dust. Indistinctly, it looked like a traveler who didn't know where to go home.

Long Yu held an invisible sword in his hand. The air was filled with the breath of early morning. Behind Long Yu was a slender shadow. If you look carefully, the shadows seem to overlap. There was purple flame in Long Yu's eyes, and a look of longing for death in his eyes.

Long Yu suddenly stopped and looked at a hill not far away, where a head was tied with a bunch of red cloth. Long Yu looked at him, and the red cloth skull disappeared on the hill. "King, do you know that wind ghost?" Long Yu nodded, watching the red cloth skull disappear, "I can come here, all thanks to him."

The black shadow knelt on one knee in front of Long Yu's ear, raised his head and looked at Long Yu, "King, if there is a chance, can you let me deal with it? She is from our Phantom Sect." Long Yu walked lightly in front of the black shadow woman, "I am also from the Phantom Sect. We must massacre the Hundred Enchantments in the Tomb of the Ancient Demons."

Long Yu walked up the hill and tried to find the red cloth skeleton. There were only some footprints on the ground, and the clues were gone. "Wang, they went with the wind. We can find them by following the wind." Long Yu grabbed a handful of sand and looked at the traces of the wind. It was the northwest wind, and the black fog was in the north.

Long Yu hesitated and looked at the shadow looking at himself, "Do you want a body? I can make one for you." "King, am I worthy of having a body?" Long Yu heard the voice coming from the black shadow seemed to be a little helpless.

Long Yu walked towards the black fog and did not follow the northwest wind. He felt the heat from the yellow sand under his feet. He looked up at the sun in the sky. Long Yu sat cross-legged on the ground. A guqin appeared in front of Long Yu. Long Yu kept playing a soothing song.

Just as Long Yu was about to begin, the blue sky began to change, and in an instant it became covered with dark clouds, as if it was going to rain at any time. A black shadow stood behind Long Yu, quietly watching the dark rain falling from the sky. Lightning began to flash in the sky.

Long Yu looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, "It's time to come." Long Yu put away the zither, held a sword in his hand, and rushed towards the dark clouds. A bolt of lightning struck Long Yu, and Long Yu was covered in black air. His whole body was dripping with ink rain, and the lightning on his body carried a murderous will.

The purple flames in Long Yu's eyes could not conceal his determination to die. After the first heavenly tribulation, two black and red thunderbolts struck Long Yu. Long Yu still held the sword in his hand and stared at the dark clouds in the sky. Long Yu's arm was split into a transparent water shape by the heavenly tribulation. A streak of blood appeared on Long Yu's chest, and Long Yu collected the blood into the ring.

Long Yu looked at the three drops of blood lying quietly. Two dragon shapes emerged from Long Yu's body and swallowed the black thunder. Long Yu raised his sword towards the sky. A vortex from the sword sucked the sword into his hand. The calamity in the sky seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

Long Yu fell to the ground and glanced at the black shadow. He touched a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the figure of the woman. He forced out the unfinished artificial calamity from his sword, which continued to melt in the blood. A dark cloud with blood appeared in Long Yu's hand.

Long Yu handed Wuyun to Hei Ying, took out a set of clothes from the ring and put them on the ground. Long Yu walked towards the location of the black fog without looking back. Long Yu looked at the mountain where the black fog was three mountains away, and Long Yu stopped. The image of Zong Ling shaking his little head appeared in his mind.

Long Yu glanced at the skeleton with a red cloth not far away, and held the sword in his hand even tighter. Long Yu looked at the sword in his hand, "Ying, wait for me, the wind is rising, I'm here to pick you up." The black book in Long Yu's hand turned into a compass, and the needle kept shaking. Long Yu's mouth moved, "What if there is no hope? I will definitely take you out."

A woman in a black robe walked up to Long Yu. Long Yu took a look at the woman. She had black hair tied in two ponytails, a standard baby face, a cold look in her eyes, and a bronze bracelet on her right arm with a mysterious pattern engraved on it.

Long Yu walked towards the position of the red cloth skull, looking at it with hatred in his eyes. Behind Long Yu, a woman followed at the left hand position of Long Yu. Long Yu watched the distance getting closer and closer. Long Yu ran in the yellow sand, "The wind and smoke rose up, the young man left, and the horse's hooves lightly stepped on the bones and returned."

Long Yu's body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the red cloth skull. Long Yu's sword pierced the red cloth skull's forehead three inches away. He felt an unyielding aura that pushed Long Yu back. Then a hand with a killing aura appeared behind Long Yu's back.

With a "block" sound, a figure leaned on Long Yu's back. Long Yu had an illusion that it was the spirit of the ancestor who came back. "Wang, let me deal with Ge Qing. Ge Fen's weakness is the crack on the back of his skull."

Long Yu stabbed at the red cloth skull's forehead again, but the sword in his hand missed. The red cloth skull's sword stabbed at Long Yu's heart, and an invisible sword appeared in Long Yu's left hand to intercept the red cloth skull. Long Yu took two steps back, and some of the silver hair on his left shoulder was cut off. Long Yu looked at the wound on his left shoulder that exuded an unyielding aura.

Long Yu used his power to repair his wounds, still feeling flustered by the blow just now. The sword of the red cloth skeleton stabbed towards Long Yu's chest again. Long Yu was shocked by the red cloth skeleton's unyielding spirit. Long Yu was still stunned for a moment, with a chain around his waist, and his body leaned to the right, just avoiding the frontal thrust of the red cloth skeleton.

Long Yu felt a strong wind coming from behind, and Long Yu flipped his body in the air, and it was about to stab Long Yu. A chain appeared on the sword of the red cloth skeleton, pulling the red cloth skeleton's movements. The woman held two people on both sides, "Enough, if you want to get out, you have to put your hope on him."

The red-clothed skeleton put the sword in his hand back on his back. The woman knelt in front of Long Yu and looked at him seriously, "Please take us out, King." The red cloth skeleton stood behind the woman's left side, and the hat skeleton stood behind Long Yu's right side.

Long Yu looked at them and turned to leave. "You are all stronger than me. I am just a useless person. My consciousness was transformed by someone else. My body was given to me by a friend. How can I take you out?"

"Wang, we believe you can lead us out. We have all died before and are not afraid of dying again." Long Yu turned around and looked at the three people in front of him, then looked up at the sky and smiled, "Haha, I don't even know if I can get out, but you believe I can get out."

The red cloth skeleton walked to Long Yudi, handed the sword in his hand to Long Yudi, and knelt on his knees in front of him. There were some words written on it: All the elites of our Phantom Sect are trapped here. As long as you lead us out, we are willing to follow you forever. "

Long Yu handed the sword back to the Red Cloth Skull with both hands, and a drop of blood appeared on the tip of his hand and dripped onto the Red Cloth Skull's body. Long Yu watched the Red Cloth Skull constantly repairing its body. Long Yu walked to the front of the Hat Skull again, and placed a little blood in front of it.

The woman nodded to him before she was willing to take off her hat. The head of the skull in front of her was gone. Long Yu put the blood on its forehead and turned away. "You guys go out by yourselves. I have something else to do."

Long Yu walked in the yellow sand without looking back, and a sad song sounded behind him. Long Yu felt more sad, looked up at the sky, clenched his fists, and a thought came to his mind: if he chose to stay on the Divine Sword Mountain, would there be less trouble?

Long Yu shook his head as he walked on the road, a streak of yellow sand was blown up by the wind. Long Yu's figure walked in the scattered yellow sand, and Long Yu looked at the calm road not far away. The more this happened, the more Long Yu suspected that there was some unspeakable secret in front of him.

Long Yu looked at a figure not far away, but it was not very clear in the yellow sand. Long Yu felt that the person in front of him was familiar and strange. Long Yu didn't know who it was, so he held the sword tightly in his hand and walked up step by step. When Long Yu walked up, the figure had disappeared. Three figures appeared behind him, and the three of them knelt on one knee behind Long Yu.

"Ge Yan has met the king"

"Ge Qing has met the king"

"Goffin Met the King"

Long Yu looked back at the three women in front of him, all wearing the same black robes and masks. Long Yu turned around and looked at the black fog not far away, "I want to go in there to save someone. If you are willing, come with me. If not, you can find a way out."