Who knows, Beiluo Shimen spread his hands and said: "This is not clear, this is a long-term national contradiction, they have been facing that there is a territorial dispute, and the dispute has been for a hundred years." ”

The Scorpion Swach clan is not an ordinary small clan, and to spy on this military operation, it has actually lost two elite spies, and this information can be said to have been exchanged for blood.

Although Beiluo Shimen also attaches great importance to this matter, what he really focuses on is the Soul Breaking Knife.

Since the last time the seal of the Soul Breaking Knife was broken by Xu Xiangbei, he was sent back to the top floor of the Dragon Breath Tower, which was a place that only the Beiluo Master could set foot in.

However, not long ago, Beiluo Shimen suddenly saw that the Soul Breaking Knife had undergone a mutation, and it was no longer a mortal martial artist that anyone could easily use, even if it was him, if he didn't concentrate all the martial arts to operate, he wouldn't be able to lift the knife at all.

It has become difficult to wield a knife, so how can you talk about going into battle?

He felt that the mutation of the Soul Breaking Knife must be because of the unbroken seal, so he wanted Xu Xiangbei to come north, and he put the matter of the land of the phoenix in second place, which was just a casual mention.

The Beiluo Division blew up the silk book, and the silk book spontaneously combusted in the air, and in less than three breaths, it became a pile of ashes.

It seems that he is very good at secrecy, and even Natasha in Perth doesn't want to inform him.

Listening to Beiluo Shimen then talk about the recent changes in the Soul Breaking Knife, Xu Xiangbei was also very interested, why didn't he feel this way when he took it before, was it the Flood Desolate Dragon Emperor who was secretly making ghosts?

I don't know the reason, so I have to get to the bottom of it, which is also Xu Xiangbei's adventurous character for many years. Under the guidance of the Beiluo Division, Xu Xiangbei came to the top pavilion of the Dragon Breath Tower.

Stepping here for the first time, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but be attracted by the majestic and ethereal environment here.

Although it is a top-level building, the internal space is vast, full of rich glow and fog, and there are strange hot and cold air currents in the air, whether it attracts bursts of tornadoes, the vast space is like chaos at the beginning of the opening, and the ears can occasionally hear the dragon's roar.

Even if it is Xu Xiangbei, standing in this environment filled with the desolation of the Xuanhuang universe of heaven and earth, he can't help but feel the new tide throbbing, and sigh the insignificance of life.

Xu Xiangbei followed behind Beiluo Shimen, all the way forward, and walked for a long time before passing through these thick hazes.

Behind the dark haze, standing in front of the two of them turned out to be a majestic golden palace.

The palace has more than 10 zhang high, about 20 zhang wide, presents a kind of pyramid of triangular shape, outside the palace door is carved with two golden flame devouring fire tapirs, one male and one female, the form is mighty.

Although it is a stone carving, it still vividly shows the courage of being the king of all beasts, with a golden mane and a posture of urgency, making people feel that they are galloping and roaring.

Beiluo Shimen's eyes were humble, and he walked to the palace gate, and then slowly knelt on the ground, bowed solemnly three times in the inner hall, and then stood up and slowly walked into the main hall.

"Ancestor, who are you kowtowing to?" Xu Xiangbei raised his eyebrows, and then followed behind Beiluo Shimen and strode in.

After entering the palace, Xu Xiangbei looked up and found that the four walls here were enshrined with gods, all of which were mythological characters he had never seen, some of them were angry, and some were serene and elegant, lifelike.

The most of them were warriors in golden jade clothes, and these warriors had serious expressions, all of them stood solemnly and dignified, with their eyes closed as if they were asleep.

Xu Xiangbei scratched his nose, moved by the scale of this temple, and muttered to himself, "It is indeed quite godlike." ”

In the middle of the temple, there is a giant sculpture about five zhang high, that is a mighty man wearing a glass dragon swallowing lion armor, the shape is like a mainstay, the spirit is extraordinary, although motionless, but the momentum is overwhelming.

It's just that around this giant, there seems to be a layer of clouds and mist floating, so that people can feel his coercion, but they can't see its facial features at all.

"Soul Breaker?"

Xu Xiangbei soon saw that in the hands of this giant, Qingtian was holding a knife, which was the Soul Destroying Soul Destroying Knife.

Beiluo Shimen nodded, his figure slowly moved forward, and humbly bowed to the giant sculpture.

And the Soul Destroying Sword, as if awakened, bounced out of the giant's hand with a clear sound, and then flew and swirled over the temple.

After circling for a while, the Evil Soul Suppression Knife slowly fell, and finally inserted into the ground in front of Xu Xiangbei's body.

Xu Xiangbei pointed to the Beiluo Master Gate, and said to the Soul Breaking Knife: "It is the old ancestor who made a mistake about your luggage." ”

And the Soul Breaking Soul Destroying Knife didn't care about Beiluo Shimen at all, just like a loyal hunting dog, he simply bounced and walked towards Xu Xiangbei.

Xu Xiangbei hurriedly retreated, crying and laughing: "What are you doing, this is the third battle master robe I just bought, and you still want to destroy it?"

Beiluo Shimen couldn't help but sigh when he saw Xu Xiangbei and the artifact joking. Seeing that the Soul Breaking Knife only followed Xu Xiangbei, he didn't care about himself at all, and he felt lonely in his heart for a moment, revealing a martial art, and swept away towards the Soul Breaking Knife.

Wu Gang's training was like mercury, shackling the Soul Breaking Knife and pulling it towards the side of the Beiluo Division.

However, in the past, the rootless and ownerless Soul Breaking Soul Knife is very strong today, and it is iron-hearted, except for Xu Xiangbei, it is not easy for anyone to come.

Beiluo Shimen is also a donkey's temper, and when he saw that the Soul Breaking Knife was not obedient to him, his face turned red, and he changed to pulling with both hands, and finally held the Soul Breaking Knife in his hand.

The Soul Breaking Knife began to tremble violently, and suddenly a fierce thunder roar sounded, which shook Beiluo Shimen and couldn't hold it, so he came out of his hand, and flew back to Xu Xiangbei with the Soul Breaking Soul Knife.

With one hand, he held the Soul Breaking Knife in his hand, and Xu Xiangbei felt a joyful feeling of naturalness coming from the handle of the knife and the return of all rivers to the sea.

"Don't ask me what the truth is. Xu Xiangbei knew very well what Beiluo Shimen wanted to ask, and spread his hands and said, "Probably because I am a little fresh meat, you are an old bacon, you can't envy it." ”

Xu Xiangbei stretched out his hand to caress the blade of the Evil Soul Breaking Knife lightly, as if he was caressing Yan'er's fur, and the Evil Soul Breaking Knife immediately conveyed a burst of foaming emotions.

Seeing that his prediction had indeed become a reality, Beiluo Shimen glanced at Xu Xiangbei deeply.

Xu Xiangbei was moved, this Soul Destroying Soul Destroying Knife chose the master to serve, not with others, but only with himself, and the emotions of this knife body were transmitted into his cerebral cortex through the blood veins of the palm, surging with unforgettable, waiting for centuries.

Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but sigh with emotion about this knife, and also aroused archaeological interest: "Master Zu, you forged the Soul Breaking Knife, right?"

Xu Xiangbei wanted to ask for advice, but of course he didn't dare to put on an ugly face like just now, or even laugh.

Beiluo Shimen raised his head and looked at the burly giant sculpture in front of him, and his eyes surged with traceability, and he said very seriously: "How can I have this ability, this Soul Breaking Knife is forged by an unborn peerless powerhouse, and the sacred fire of the Syril Wolf was also lit by him, and the torch was passed on, but after he founded the Syril Ya Clan, he disappeared." ”

I didn't expect that there would be such a legendary story that could be sung and cried on the body of the Soul Destroying Soul Sword, and the one who could make Beiluo Shimen serve so humbly was not a simple character.

At this moment, in the eyes of Beiluo Shimen, there was a look of memory, and he seemed to have returned to his youthful years.

Beiluo Shimen's eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist, and he said: "At the beginning, I was just a small character of the ninth-rate, and my family was oppressed by the wealthy because of the withering...... and countless other tragic encounters. ”

Hearing this, Xu Xiangbei's heart perked, he didn't expect that this immortal wind and Dao bones of the Beiluo Shimen, when he was young, he also repaid the hot and cold state of the world, and the cold and warm of the world.

But when he mentioned these old things, he didn't have any emotion, obviously he had already seen it, and only told other people's stories at that time, Xu Xiangbei admired for a while, this is the mature wisdom brought by the vicissitudes of the month.

Xu Xiangbei opened his mouth and asked, "What's next?"

Beiluo Shimen continued: "After that, I was chased and killed by the enemy, without food, without clothes, and lived as miserable as a dog, and at the border of the Swamp of Despair, when I lost all hope in life, I met the Supreme Lord. ”

As he spoke, he fell north at a 45-degree oblique angle, looking up at the giant sculpture, two horizontal tears flowed from the old face, his expression was extremely excited, and his fists were reflexively clenched firmly.

Beiluo Shimen smiled bitterly: "After the Supreme knew my life experience, he accepted me as a disciple, washed the marrow and cut the tendons for me, reshaped the root bones, and passed on all kinds of internal martial arts and martial arts, so that I could be reincarnated as a human being, and even take revenge and reinvigorate the family." After that, he also entrusted the entire clan to me, and left his personal weapon, the Soul Destroying Sword, in Syrielya. ”

Xu Xiangbei raised his eyebrows: "Then why did he hand over this kind of divine weapon to you, does he want to retire?"

"At that time, the Supreme was in his prime, and he was not yet the age and state of mind of retirement, but because of an action, he was afraid that my combat power would be low and it would be difficult to protect myself, so he gave me this magic. Seeing that Xu Xiangbei asked this, Beiluo Shigang took the initiative to say, "Don't ask what the action is, I won't tell you now, and as for when, I won't say it now." ”

Seeing that Beiluo Shimen was reluctant to say it, and pretending to be a ghost, Xu Xiangbei shrugged his shoulders, whatever you want, you love to say it or not.

However, the adventurer's curiosity is the heaviest, although Xu Xiangbei looked indifferent on the surface, but his heart was itching, and after thinking for a while, he knocked on the side again.

However, when it comes to this secret, the one who falls into the north is leaky and tight-lipped like a bottle, no matter how Xu Xiangbei asks and inquires, he is silent.

Beiluo Shimen stroked his beard and smiled: "Don't be entangled, I'll tell you the origin of the Soul Breaking Knife." ”

"Don't listen, don't listen, Tang Seng recites the scriptures. Xu Xiangbei lost his temper, covered his ears and pretended to leave.

(End of chapter)