"Master!"

"Meet the Mansion Master!!"

Dense forests and deep mountains, as if the scene after the passage of the wind, an open area where the spiritual stream is broken and the grass and trees are withered, Xiaobai and Xiao Yun are all a little surprised when they see the broken sorrow and their line approaching.

Broken sorrow walked calmly, as if walking leisurely, and when the last word of everyone fell, people had already appeared in front of them, followed by Xiao Hei and Zhuo Ta.

"How are your injuries?" Duan Chou glanced at it, and saw that Xiao Yun and the others were all injured, and their breath was sluggish, so he couldn't help asking.

"Lord Laofu is worried, I am fine, some injuries have been recuperated, and we will be able to recover in a while. Xiao Yun arched his hand, shook his head and said.

On the side, Dian Meng echoed, admiring: "Compared with the Mansion Master, the slightest injury on our body is nothing, I didn't expect the Mansion Master to have such an amazing cultivation strength, under such a devastating power, he can still come and go freely and successfully retreat, which really makes my old man admire." ”

Although Chu Biao and Xiaobai did not speak, they also nodded with deep sympathy, recalling the majesty of the scene of the destruction of mountains and lakes when the war broke out just now, and the look on their faces became extremely respectful.

"Mansion master, the sword ........"

At this time, Xiao Yun saw that he was sorrowful, calm and indifferent, and unharmed, his heart couldn't help but move slightly, as if he had thought of something, and said with some surprise.

Before the words were finished, it came to an abrupt end, and in Gain's hand, there was a huge sword weapon with a bloody hideousness, and as soon as it appeared, there was a violent and terrifying sharp aura, sweeping like a mountain and a sea, forcing the Quartet.

Even the surrounding space seemed to be unable to withstand this terrifying sharp aura, and let out an overwhelmed piercing scream, and one after another clearly visible cracks, centered on the sword, spread in the void.

"Fierce sword!" Dian Meng changed color in shock, although the appearance of the seven kills had changed greatly at this moment, whether it was the row of blood-colored serrations on the blade, or the much wider sword body, and the thick and long arc hilt, it was not half similar to what he had seen before, but the moment he saw this giant sword, he still recognized this fierce sword.

That violent and destructive sword intent left an almost indelible shadow in his heart, and it was hard to forget even if he wanted to.

He was sure that the sword weapon in Duan Chou's hand was the peerless fierce sword that had been suppressed in the Dao Palace Ancient Well!

"This sword is called Seven Kills, it is the ancient power Seven Kills Sword King, the fierce sword used in his lifetime, he is hopeless, when the limit is approaching, he sits in the cave in the secret realm of the lake, leaving the inheritance to wait for fate, the Seven Killing Sword, and therefore was sealed in the storm ancient well in the Dao Palace, and it will not be born for tens of millions of years. ”

"But now, this sword has been recognized by me and taken out, Song Jinyu, this girl, can be regarded as a creation, and she has obtained the inheritance of the Seven Killing Sword Monarchs, and she is blessed by God. ”

Seeing that everyone was surprised, he shook his head slightly, and roughly explained the origin of this sword and the situation of the cave, and immediately, the palm of his fingers was released, and the seven killings were shocked, turning into wisps of evil qi, submerging into the Dantian Purple Mansion, and disappearing without a trace.

However, the Seven Kills Sword Soul was previously injured by the Zhuxian Sword Qi, and it took time to recuperate and recover, and the sorrow was put into the body, on the one hand, it can be tempered with the spiritual power of the dantian and the temperature of the sword, and on the other hand, it can also be replenished by this sword weapon, and the edge of the sword body can be tempered.

At this time, a group of people were already shocked by the words of Broken Sorrow, and fell into a trance, looking at Broken Sorrow blankly, speechless for a long time.

This is said to be ordinary and extremely simple, but they are outside, but they have all seen the apocalyptic scene with their own eyes, and they are on the edge, and even Yu Wei can't resist it, which shows what kind of big battle they experienced in order to subdue this sword weapon at that time.

Xiao Yun shook his head, and when he learned that Song Jinyu was fine, he and everyone looked at each other, and they were all slightly relieved.

And now it is already foreseeable that when he peeked on the shore of the lake with his divine eyes, he saw the figure in the depths of the Dao Palace, which was probably what Xuan Chou said, the ancient power, the Seven Killing Sword Monarchs.

The mountains and lakes behind were shattered, and soon after the calm, a powerful aura erupted and rushed straight to the heavens and the earth, obviously breaking into the sorrow, and there was another battle with this ancient powerhouse.

But even so, in less than a day, after two major wars and devastation, they can still maintain their current appearance unscathed.

This is simply appalling and incredible.

Turning his head, he looked at Xiao Hei and Zhuo Tana's dragon scales peeling off and their bodies in tatters, which was really miserable and unbearable.

Xiao Yun was silent, he stopped Broken Sorrow and Ao Chenxiao in the starry night two days ago, and when he saw him make a move, he thought that was all his strength, and he had already regarded the other party as very strong at that time.

However, I didn't expect to come out overnight, break my sorrow and be reborn, and after becoming the lord of Lei Xiao Mansion, my strength skyrocketed and soared, growing to an amazing level.

But in that case, there is still a degree, at least Xiao Yun will not feel unattainable.

But now he knows that the fierce sword was really subjugated by sorrow, and it is even very likely that even when the ancient power and the Nirvana powerhouse were helpless, he really felt a sense of looking up and surrendering in the depths of his heart, and there was no longer any idea of comparing or catching up.

Yes, just respect!

"What about Shouxuan, are you still alive?"

Glancing around, he suddenly remembered that there was another person, and he couldn't help asking.

The change of things was beyond his expectations, and now the life and death talisman is basically unsolved except for him, in this case, Shouxuan Zhenjun, who was already seriously injured and was given a life and death talisman, is likely to have fallen, but this makes him a little regretful.

Originally, with the identity of this old guy and the influence of the Tide Sword Sect in the Great Han, he still had some plans that he wanted to use, but unfortunately now it seems that he has died in the aftermath of the war, and he can only be stillborn, so he will give up.

"Master, this old guy is not dead, and there is still a glimmer of life. ”

At this moment, Xiaobai came over with a blurry ball of flesh and blood in his mouth, put it on the ground, and said in his mouth.

Broken Sorrow Jian frowned slightly, a little surprised, a little speechless, he had seen this mass of flesh and blood when he came, and thought it was the blood food that Xiao Bai was hungry and caught in the mountains, but he never thought that it would be Shouxuan Zhenjun.

At this moment, his eyes swept carefully, and he noticed that the pile of flesh and blood, which had long been indistinguishable from the hands, feet, and body, facial features, and face, and a faint breath, was squirming a little disgustingly on the ground.

But there is no human form anymore.

Breaking his head and shaking his head, although he felt a little absurd and speechless about Shouxuan Zhenjun's fall to this step of the field, but it was a good thing that the person did not die, and he didn't say much, a magic trick was played, and the life and death charm in his body was calmed down for the time being.

In an instant, the sword finger cut through the palm of his hand, and a wisp of sword blood like thunder jade liquid flowed out, and the divine light shone brightly, condensed into drops, and with the majestic and rich life essence, it was beaten into the blurred flesh and blood.

At the same time, the wound in the hand healed instantly.

(End of chapter)