What a bold man to dare to talk to himself like this. was choked by Ye Luo's words, the old tree demon's body trembled, no matter how he said it, he had lived for 10,000 years, and such a teenage boy, his words had no respect for himself, and he was arrogant, did he really think that he would not dare to kill him.

If the sword immortal is disrespectful to himself, it is fine, and he is a generation of sword immortals, but you kid is too much, if you don't kill you today, it is not enough to calm my anger, and if I don't kill you today, it is not enough to survive the catastrophe.

"You're angry with me, I'll kill you" The old dryad instantly said angrily like a coquettish child.

"Xiao Miaomiao, you can't kill him" At the same time as the old dryad roared, the sword fairy spoke, with a cynical look, and looked at the old dryad in front of him who had lived for 10,000 years with some playfulness. It's also funny, this old dryad has lived for 10,000 years, but how can he be called Xiao Miao Miao in his mouth, and he looks so playful.

Hmph, who would believe it, a child with a big fart can't kill it by himself? What about the deceitful ghost, in these 10,000 years of cultivation, he can't even kill a child who is not a monk, and he might as well be killed by the thunder of the sky. The old dryad thought so, but he was not in a hurry to do it, he was going to kill it, but not at this time, but when the thunder came.

The blue-haired young man looked at the old dryad who was busy in front of him, and suddenly felt sad in his heart, now he must be killed by this old monster, he is only thirteen years old this year, he has done nothing, for so many years, he has worked diligently to keep himself alive, but he doesn't want to 、、、

After thinking about it, his eyes looked at a wisp of divine soul to the side. And the man's wisp of spirit looked at the young man as if he had a soul, looked at each other, and shot out two golden rays from the eyes of the sword fairy, which happened to be reflected in the young man's eyes.

This is a very strong force, from the eye, the young man felt that his whole body was burned by the fire, and he instantly left sweat, and there was a strange force in his body that was wandering like a poisonous snake gnawing at his meridians, and the poisonous snake passed through the brain, limbs, and finally stayed in the dantian.

"Sword Fairy, do you dare?" The old tree demon looked at the light that shot out of the sword fairy's eyes~, thinking that it was the last straw that wanted to harm him, and immediately scolded, put the young man aside, and blocked himself in front of the young man.

This is the only thing he can rely on now, if he is killed by the Sword Immortal, he will definitely have to bear the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation himself, this risk is too huge.

The sword fairy smiled, looking at the old dryad's appearance of treating the boy as a treasure, and suddenly became interested. If the old dryad knew that the sword hidden in the young man's body was the Soul Breaking Divine Sword, I was afraid that he would have the heart to escape now.

But when I turned around and thought about it, since the war of that year, 10,000 years have passed, and now this wisp of my soul is about to dissipate in the stone tablet. Once in the space-time realm of the Three Temples, he met the space-time channel and knew that he would have a catastrophe or even fall in the future, but he didn't expect that to be the scene back then, and the last fragment of the space-time realm recorded:

Dust to dust, dust to dust. Ten thousand years old, the sword immortal came out, the spirit was broken, the wasteland was born, the heaven and the earth changed, the leaves fell too white, the name was the three states, and the life and death were seen through, and the ferry was wanted to return.

Ten thousand years old, the sword immortal came out. This sentence originally thought it was referring to himself, so he passed through the realm of the void, cast a sword to destroy the world, and left a wisp of divine soul in this barren mountain, waiting for ten thousand years in order to fulfill the reincarnation of heaven's will and set foot in the three states again. Now it seems that I misunderstood.

Dust to dust, dust to dust. It is the meaning of returning, reincarnation is irreversible, how to talk about falling, this sentence is only now understood, what has happened can no longer be changed, dust will eventually return to dust, and even if you fall and leave the remnants of the soul, you will eventually be destroyed.

Now the Broken Spirit God will have changed hands, which also explains. Breaking the spirit, the wasteland, the heaven and the earth have changed, the person who refers is no longer himself, there is no one else here, the pear blossom tree is a different cultivator, the practice of swordsmanship is pure nonsense, if you want to practice swordsmanship, you must be a monk. This person is the boy in front of him.

The strong spiritual power of the "Cang 、、、" entered the young man's body, and finally converged in the dantian. This was his last attempt, if he could mobilize the Soul Breaking Sword in the young man's body again, even if it was to take away a young man's body, he would have to fight for this opportunity. If his spiritual power can no longer urge the Spirit Breaking Divine Sword, then he will not be able to use the Spirit Breaking Sword even if he takes away his body.

A sword roared through the sky. Although this sound is the sound of a sword, it is accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar, which faintly seems to be entrenched by a dragon.

At the same time as the sound of the sword sounded, the young man's whole body shook, and his body, which was originally like burning in flames, instantly became cold and abnormal, and the cold breath came from the dantian, quickly spreading throughout the body, and the whole body instantly became cold, as if falling into an ice cave. "Puff 、、、" The young man has not cultivated any spiritual power since he was born, and the tricks of these two forces in the body have overwhelmed the thin body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and now he has difficulty breathing, and his whole body is cold, as if he is about to faint.

This scene completely angered the old dryad. "You dare to touch my sacrifice, I fought 、、、 today" This young man is his only reliance now, and this sword fairy has challenged his bottom line several times, you must know that as soon as the young man dies, he will be finished.

The old dryad immediately shouted, and thousands of branches stretched out from his body, all of which swept towards a wisp of the sword fairy's divine soul.

Thousands of branches are connected to a line, like a dragon appearing in the sea;

The sky is full of green leaves and swords, which is about to destroy this immortal;

Dead wood is not messy in spring, and another sword after a sword.

The branches that came from the shop were like poisonous snakes, entwined with each other, compared with each other, and rushed to cover up.

And the sword immortal who was already standing, his face did not change, he made a seal with one hand, and with a flick of the fingers of his right hand, an embroidered sword the size of a needle flew out from between his fingers.

It seems to be a prosaic move, but it actually has a lot of origins. This sword is issued by the sword of the heart, the sword moves with the heart, the heart moves at will, it seems ordinary, but it is actually powerful. But see:

An embroidered sword shot ~ out, in the blink of an eye, the storm rose, the sword qi was released, one point two, two points and four points、、、 between breaths, hundreds of five-foot-long air swords cut out, one after another, and the thousands of branches fought together.

In this battle, I saw:

The sky is full of sword intent, and the branches and leaves are flying like cold flakes;

The sword cuts the branches, the branches and leaves are long, and the branches are broken and the sword is about to come;

On one side is the remnant soul of the fallen 10,000-year-old sword immortal, and on the other side is the pear blossom tree demon that grows and gathers spiritual wisdom at the beginning of 10,000 years.

The sword qi approached Dasanli, and the branches spread several zhang long.

The boy was set aside by the two, and he had no time to take care of it. Looking at the young man again, he lowered his head, panting heavily, faintly feeling that something in his dantian was trembling, and under the influence of the powerful breath of the two of them, the movement in the dantian became bigger and bigger, as if he was about to break out. "Ah、、、h

Seeing this sudden situation, the sword immortal frowned. Immediately, with a movement of his fingers, the long sword in the sky suddenly turned into nothingness, and he scolded, "That kid will die."

The old tree demon of Pear Blossom was overjoyed when he saw the sword intent that was suddenly put away, regardless of the urge of the branches to attack that wisp of divine soul, what if the kid died, the sword immortal who was in the limelight back then, and the sword immortal who crisscrossed the three states couldn't catch his own move. The fighting spirit rose, and he desperately urged the branches to attack and kill.

Even if the old dryad didn't care about the child's life and death, he couldn't ignore it. The young man now has the Soul Breaking Sword in his body, how to say that he is also the next sword master, as the master of the former Broken Spirit, he can't ignore it, watching a generation of sword masters slaughter the master because of the loss of control of the broken spirit, this is the shame of the swordsman.

As a swordsman, you should be upright, and no matter when and where, you must not lose the demeanor of a swordsman. Although the sword is the means of the swordsman, it is also the friend of the swordsman, and the two complement each other, the sword must not lose the master, and the master must not lose the sword.

"This little madman," the sword fairy scolded secretly, looking at the branches rushing all over the sky, even if he could barely resist it, his divine soul would dissipate. Just now mobilized spiritual power to forcibly urge the broken spirit from the young man's body, who knew that the broken spirit directly devoured his spiritual power, and now the symptom is that the broken spirit absorbs the spiritual power and actively devours the spiritual power, and the young man has never cultivated, and there is no spiritual power in the body to support, and the broken spirit will break out of the body and absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the surroundings.

Since I have lost the broken spirit, then I will help you, I hope you are really a sword master worth looking forward to, but I have gambled on the prestige of my sword immortal generation, and fulfilled you, the broken spirit who has left me.

At the last moment, the wisp of divine soul turned into a ball of golden light and swept out. The branches that escaped thousands of attacks fell on the young man's eyebrows.

"Bang 、、、、"

With a loud bang, the stele exploded, the rocks rolled down, and the trees broke their roots.

The two stone tablets in Taibai Immortal Mountain were both turned into powder by this attack. Around the location of the stele for several meters, the grass and trees were destroyed, and thousands of branches pierced into the earth like swords, one zhang deep, dense, like the roots of old trees.

、、、、、

A figure suddenly appeared in the sea of young people's knowledge, who was originally in pain, and it was the sword immortal spirit that he had just seen.

"Little boy, calm down, then I will guide you with my heart and help you stabilize the broken spirit 、、、" A voice came in the sea of knowledge, the young man was suffering from severe pain at the moment, and the figure in the sea of knowledge sat down, put his hands on his knees, and then slowly raised, his hands were slowly sealed.

Although I don't know what happened, I have to comply with such a scene. The young man immediately learned from the pain, his hands ~ his legs were crossed, and his hands learned to recognize the figure in the sea and began to seal.

With the change of the handprint, the spiritual power in the figure in the sea of knowledge came out from the sea of knowledge, extending the meridians until the dantian converged. The young man's mind finally saw the dantian with a stream of spiritual power, and a long sword in the dantian made his heart move.

There was a dark red long sword in his body, the sword was five feet three inches long, a dragon was entrenched in the hilt, the dragon's eyes were closed, the blade was five feet long, the central axis of the blade was three inches wide, and the green dragon was tattooed on it, and the corresponding side was tattooed with a phoenix, and the cold light flashed at the blade, but this was the one that made him feel cold. This is definitely an extremely sharp sword.

The powerful spiritual power that poured ~ into the dantian did not fall into the dantian, but poured ~ into this dark red long sword as if it was guided.

The Spirit Breaker is like a deep pit that cannot be filled, no matter how powerful the spiritual power is, it will be swallowed by it. And as the sword immortal's divine soul gradually lost its spiritual power, the body of the remnant soul gradually became blurred.

"Senior, you will die like this" Seeing that the spirit gradually lost its brilliance, the young man shouted in his heart, although he didn't want to die just like this, he didn't want to watch others die for himself, even if it was a wisp of divine soul.

Since I was a child, I had no father and no mother, and I was pulled by the village chief to grow up, and later~ I experienced a lot of things and suffered a lot of grievances, but I never really resented anyone, I once complained, and even cursed, but that was just talking, and I never wanted anyone to die. Today, a person who has never known each other, in order to help himself, would rather let his soul dissipate, which made the cold heart at that moment feel that there are countless lights shining, and some people would rather give up themselves for themselves, and that heart is like being surrounded by warm light. Protecting one's relatives, guarding the people you love, and protecting those who love you, this should be done by yourself, and living is for the sake of those who love you and the people you love, and you are persistent for your dreams, even if you are bullied and scolded, it's nothing.

"It turns out that your name is also Ye Luo、、、" After a while, the wisp of spirit faintly said, its figure has gradually begun to blur, and the cross-seated ~ legs have dissipated because of the loss of spiritual support, "I will pass on all my memories and experiences to you, including all that I have become a generation of sword immortals." Providence, you will be the next generation of sword immortals, I am very happy to be able to meet you, let me see the broken spirit again. If you want to become a swordsman, help me go to Zilanzhou to see, where is my hometown, and they in the Sword Pavilion should be gone, I have failed them, and I will bring my remorse to them."

A wisp of spirit said lightly, out of this, there was no arrogance, until this time, Fang understood this, it seemed to be a little late, but it was not too late, and this young man, the next sword master, with his own will, went down again. A drop of golden beads slipped from the corner of his eye, "If you can, go to the Three Gods Temple to help me see her."

For some reason, the boy's heart is sour, this feeling is very subtle, like an illusory dream, when you embrace all this, it is no more.

It is said that since he saw the sword immortal's soul fall into the center of the young man's eyebrows, the pear blossom old tree demon was angry and thunderous. Why, he has guarded the stele for 10,000 years, do you know how much he has paid in these 10,000 years, and now, the sword immortal is unwilling to help him survive the thunder tribulation, even if the last trace of the soul is left to this young man who has never met, the monk and the human race are the most untrustworthy in these three states.

The anger in my heart is all blamed on the human race, when I can survive the thunder tribulation and cultivate the great success, I must kill the human race, today, I will use this little boy to pay tribute to it.

Several branches stretched out and bound the boy.

Looking at the young man in front of him, the old dryad was stunned. This boy is actually crying, haha、、、

Isn't it himself who should be crying now? He ran to this Taibai Immortal Mountain with joy, so that the Sword Immortal could fulfill his promise, and the Sword Immortal chose to rather break his trust than make a move, and this young man got a wisp of the Sword Immortal's soul, and he was still crying, shouldn't he be happy? Glad that he got the inheritance that the world wants but can't get. What is waiting for 10,000 years? It is betrayal, betrayal from the human race.

The "Cang" sword fell, and a long sword turned into spiritual power cut off the branches that bound the young man, and the young man slowly stood up, opened his closed eyes, and his eyes were full of depth, like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes, but there was a golden light around his body, "For the sake of your love for guarding ten thousand years, I will help you survive this catastrophe today." From then on, fate has come, and everyone walks up" A slightly sad voice came.

Obviously, this was not the voice of a young man, but the voice of a sword immortal, but after listening to these words, he no longer had that arrogant aura, just like an approachable mortal.

"You 、、、" The old tree demon of Pear Blossom didn't know what was going on, the boy was still the same boy, but for some reason his voice changed, and he looked at the boy in shock, but he didn't know what to say.

"I have the last sword intent left, which can help you survive the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. However, this kid will be the next generation of Spirit-Breaking Sword Masters, you can't touch him," the sword immortal's voice came, "As for the urging of the sword intent, I have already granted it to the young man, and when the heavenly thunder comes, he can help you through the tribulation." With that, the golden glow faded.

After the young man Ye Luo lost the control of the sword immortal soul, he almost fell to the ground, hurriedly got up, and looked at the old tree demon in front of him, but in the end, he looked at the place where the stone tablet was originally placed.

Today, under the inheritance of the Sword Immortal, although he has never been included in the door, he has entrusted everything to himself. This kindness, like the grace of recreation, thanks to the sword fairy does not give up, from today, I am willing to worship the sword fairy as a teacher, a lifetime of sword people, follow the sword of the way, the master's wish.

Ye Luo stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times. A long blue hair was pulled up, and a cyan hairpin was picked up, pinned to the top of his head, and goodbye.

The old dryad looked at this and didn't stop it.

"The thunderstorm is coming, you better prepare well. My master asked me to help you survive the thunder tribulation, and I should obey my last wishes, but from now on, you will never be allowed to say that my master is a person who does not keep his credibility" Ye Luo got up and said slowly, looking at the old tree demon who was a little wooden on the side, in fact, he also understood this feeling, in order not to let himself be killed, he granted himself the sword trick, so that the old tree demon dared to touch himself.

Since the Sword Immortal Divine Soul entered the young man's body, he was a little hesitant. If you forcibly use the boy as a grafted sacrifice to realize the fake contract, you are afraid that the spiritual power left in the young man's body will do tricks, and once this thing changes, there will be no second way for you to go. Now the sword fairy told himself that the young man could help him survive the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and he didn't believe it very much, is the human race trustworthy?

Among the three states, who doesn't know, the human race is the most eloquent. But at the moment, there is no other choice, both paths are risky. If you trust the human race, the young man picks his son halfway and wants to put himself to death, when the thunder falls, where will he go.

"You Terrans are so scheming, how can you convince me that you really want to help me?" the old dryad asked.

The young man looked at the black clouds gathering overhead, the power of the center was getting stronger and stronger, presumably the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was coming, and time was running out.

The thunder tribulation is coming, the thunder is about to fall, can the old Pear Blossom Tree Demon survive the catastrophe?