Feeling that no one was chasing behind him, Wang Huansheng stopped. A hint of fierceness flashed in his nonchalant eyes.

Dun Jia is good at formations, and they were seriously injured before and related to formations, so it was his ghost who did it. It can be seen that it was not an accident before. Every accident is an inevitable arrangement after careful consideration.

It can be seen that sometimes it's not good to be too smart. Too smart, just thinking too much. A good accident twisted into a conspiracy in his mind, in order to make him fall into a conspiracy. Although this is indeed the purpose of the Southern Immortal Realm, this time it was really an accident.

"Yang Dark, are you interested in going to the Southern Immortal Realm?"

Although Yang Dian didn't know the grievances between Tongji and Dunjia, he was very aware of the grievances between them and the Southern Immortal Realm. In addition, he has always stood on Wang Huansheng's side unconditionally.

If he wants to do something, then he will accompany him.

"I'm afraid it won't work to track them down with our strength. ”

"I said, Yang Yan, don't forget my ability to calculate. Isn't it enough to get in front of them?"

"Okay, if it's going to roll over, remember to remind me. ”

"What do you say?"

"The plan was fantastic. ”

Rolling his eyes, Wang Huansheng began to sit down and calculate.

Yang Dian leaned against the tree and looked at him with deep eyes.

Wang Huansheng now looked serious, holding an abacus in both hands, his eyes lowered slightly, and his long curly eyelashes imprinted half a circle of yin on the jade-like facial features. Between the gestures, they are all noble and particularly attractive.

Yang's dark jade fingertips slowly rubbed the sleeves of his shirt, his expression was faint, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion. No one knew what he was thinking or calculating.

The last time he saw him take out this abacus was a long time ago. It's been a long time since I've seen him have so much fighting spirit. What has happened? I'm getting serious again.

From sunset to late at night, Wang Huansheng's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He got up, put away his abacus, and looked at Yang Dian, who had been paying attention to him, his voice was magnetic and lazy, revealing a hint of sultry, "You've been standing there." ”

Yang Yan bowed slightly, Wang Huansheng saw that he was still cold and ascetic, yawned boredly, pretended, pretended hard.

"Alright, come with me, find the entrance. ”

The two of them walked in the jungle, perhaps silent for too long. It's a little embarrassing.

Wang Huansheng opened the topic, "You said that they all fell into the devil, why don't you use the cultivation given away for nothing?"

Hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Yang Yan's eyes. Then Wang Huansheng felt that his shoulder was pressed hard. "It hurts, what are you doing? ”

Yang Dian's face was still cold, and his tone was tone, but the darkness in his eyes was as thick as ink. "Falling into a demon and falling into a demon are two different concepts. ”

"How can it be so easy to fall into the devil, and even if you do, you will be wanted by the Northern Immortal Realm at most. I bet I have a lot of power if I go into the devil. Shengyuan will support me without hesitation with the Southern Immortal Realm. Wang Huansheng seemed to sense a trace of anger against him, and his tone softened unconsciously. But it didn't work, and the anger seemed to be even worse.

"What if not? What if you're not the one you were prophesied about?"

Wang Huansheng immediately coaxed, "Don't you just make a joke, it's not like it." My state of mind is not to fall into the devil with a little bit. Don't be angry. ”

Seeing that it didn't work, Wang Huansheng came up with a versatile trick - to change the topic. "Found it. ”

Yang Yan looked at the formation in the distance, and seeing that the plan was successful, Wang Huansheng breathed a sigh of relief. "Depending on the design structure and style, this teleportation array should take us to the eye of the array. The Array Eye was the sword they were looking for. ”

Yang secretly smashed the Shadow Dream's activation array disk.

Boot array, no matter what the formation, can be started correctly by the boot array.

The next moment, with a flash of golden light, the two of them were sucked into that formation......

When Wang Huansheng came back to his senses, he and Yang Dian came to a plain that looked rather gloomy, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of swords and the fierce sword aura in the air.

It's a sword mound.

Yang Yin closed his eyes and felt the sword qi in the air. From his eyes, Wang Huansheng knew that every sword here was real. He looked at the mountain full of swords. It's not easy to find a sword among so many swords!, so which one is the Formation Eye?

"The sword is spiritual, it will pick its own master, and the array eye is even more so. Instead of looking for an array that is of little use to you, you can first find a sword that suits you. There are a lot of good swords here, and you like to refine weapons, refer to the swords of the gods and demons. It's not bad for you. Yang Dark's eyes were calm and calm, but the warm light that was sprinkled down was slightly softened.

"Okay. Since you are here, you will go around. Wang Huansheng bent his slender Danfeng eyes lightly at him.

The surrounding swords exuded sharp sword qi, and they were inserted into the ground one by one, and some of the blades were already embroidered. Suddenly, Wang Huansheng had a whim, if I take all the swords here, wouldn't it be fine?

Of course, he also knows that the feasibility is not high. The spirit sword chooses the master. No, its owner, not recognized by it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take it away.

But people, it is inevitable to try before they are willing. He grabbed a sword nearby and tried to pull it up, but the sword was firmly stuck in the ground without even moving, and when he wanted to try harder, he felt a cold sword qi burst out from the sword body, attacking him, instantly making him retract his hand.

This aroused his competitive spirit, and he wanted to see if he could take away a weapon that did not belong to him.

Yang in the distance watched him helplessly. Since there was nothing he needed, he sat down cross-legged and let go of his spiritual sense to try to sense the spiritual sword that belonged to him. After about half a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, with surprise in his eyes, and looked at the mountains in the distance.

Seeing that Wang Huansheng was having fun, he shook his head and turned around and walked towards the mountain. The hill was full of swords, and the sword that belonged to him was at the top of the hill. At this time, there was a sharp sword aura floating on the sword body, and a low sword sound entered his divine sense, which shocked his heart.

Yang Di stared at the sword glowing with cold light on the hill with burning eyes, and there was a feeling of blood boiling in his heart, it was a sword that belonged to him.

As he walked up the hill step by step. A sword roar came from the sword body, getting louder and louder. The sword qi on the sword body is also becoming more and more powerful.

When Yang Dian stood next to the sword body, there were dark clouds above his head, the sky was so low that it seemed to be pressed down, and there was thunder in the sky.

Bursts of fierce sword qi turned into a violent wind and swept around him. The spirit sword chooses the master, and its master must pass its test, otherwise he will die.

Ordinary people who are immersed in this rich murderous aura will reflexively dodge and resist. But if you want the sword to recognize you as your master, you must trust it with all your heart.

Yang raised his hand to let the wind pass through his fingers. In an instant, a bloody streak appeared in his palm, and then a piece of his sleeve was cut off and blown into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was broken into fine pieces by the wind. Yang Yan didn't resist, just stood there, because all attacks have no effect on the wind, it is the wind everywhere.

Waiting for the wind to slowly become gentle, Yang Yan reached out and held the spirit sword. A strong vibration accompanied by a sword roar came from the sword body, reaching his heart. He pulled out the sword with all his might, and a cool breeze came out of the sword, like its cool owner.

"Whew!"

There was a cold light on the sword, and the rusty sword became as if it had been newly forged.

Yang's dark face was still as calm as water, but a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes, probably the feeling of being recognized.

He held a sword flower in his right hand, and saw the sharp sword qi slashing through the air, extremely sharp.

Raise the sword flat to your eyes and run your fingertips across the blade. "From now on, your name is dark. A sword roar came from the sword, and it was an excited howl.

Hearing this, Shadow Dream always felt that the name of the sword was a bit strange. She just wanted to ask a question, but when she met Yang Dark's calm gaze, she chose to keep quiet and continue listening.