That was not so long ago.

Because of the invasion of the Demon Gate, the entire village was forced to go to the foot of the cliff where the Great Monk had migrated.

A giant tree with mysterious power, which even the Xuanyang monks of the Demon Gate did not dare to approach easily, suddenly rose from the ground, exploded in the air and splashed the debris, and a crack appeared in the space, and it was from the largest crack.

The black light flickered, and a long sword escaped into the void, only to disappear in an instant...

And this sword transformed by the sword leaf tree is the black long sword held by Yeyang at this moment, whether it is the arrival of the black cat or the appearance of the long sword, Qiu Han and the others are very surprised.

They may have this memory in their memory, but they think that it is still too early for the Black Sword Society to come here after the fusion of the two divine souls in Yeyang, after all, the material creation of the black sword is too mysterious, and even compared with Yan Du's Dongmu Spear, it can still not be inferior.

The black sword flicked straight into the scabbard with the Heavenly Frost Sword inserted upside down at his waist, the Heavenly Frost Sword was not destroyed as Zuo Qiu Yan thought, but the scabbard derived another scabbard closely connected to it, catching the black long sword.

Frowning slightly, he lowered his head and looked towards the Heavenly Frost Sword, and then suddenly realized.

This was like an expression that had completely forgotten the Tianshuang Sword into the eyes of Zuoqiu Yan and several people, and this time, even Yan Du frowned slightly, and he could see that Yeyang was different.

"Night Sun?"

"Huh?"

Yeyang, who heard Yan Du's call, did not stop the act of pulling up the frost, but he also raised his head in response to Yan Du, but the relatively clear and questioning eyes made Yan Du not know what to say for a while.

"It's okay, if you have something, do it first, and we'll talk later. ”

In the middle of the sound, Xuanyuan Dao stretched out his hand and put it on Yan Du's shoulder, taking the words, and at the same time, hinting that Yan Du should not act rashly for the time being, and the same is true of Qiu Han.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Dao and the others were so silent, Zuo Qiu Yan didn't dare to say anything nonsense, just watched Yeyang pull up the Tianshuang Sword, and then swiped over his palm to let his blood stain the long sword.

The scene of the artifact also appeared in front of Zuo Qiu Yan, and the blood did not drip to the ground, but was absorbed by the Heavenly Frost Sword without a drop.

Even at this moment, the blood produced by the Heavenly Frost Sword and the Night Sun produced such a strange scene, the three of Qiu Han did not feel any surprise at all, and it was clear that the amount of blood was already beyond the limit of the blood dripping master of the middle and low-level spirit weapons, but the Heavenly Frost Sword still accepted it in full.

It was as if it was a bottomless pit that never ended, but Yeyang didn't let the Frost Sword draw his own blood, but muttered something in his mouth as it sucked it.

It was a passage that made Qiu Han and Yan both feel familiar, but made Xuanyuan Dao feel a little disgusted.

After that, the blood on Yeyang's palm stopped, and another scene made Zuo Qiu Yan feel that the knowledge of the monk and even all the spiritual weapons and martial spirits that he knew before had been subverted.

A woman's phantom, which was only the size of a thumb and had no hanging objects, slowly appeared from the Tianshuang Sword that was placed in front of Yeyang Ping, and then gradually solidified like the three-tailed black cat that was already standing on Yeyang's shoulder, as if it was a real thing.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, but as a short scream reached the ears of everyone present, a garment woven from the cold air coming from the frost sword appeared on the woman's body.

"Tianshuang, long time no see. ”

Looking at the very familiar and relatively solid figure, Yeyang said directly.

But that figure was also very cold, and he directly threw a stinky face at Yeyang, and escaped into the Heavenly Frost Sword without responding.

Although it was so rude, Yeyang was not angry, and with the hilt of the sword in his hand, he also walked quickly towards Zuoqiu Yan in three steps and two steps, and then no matter what she wanted to say, she directly stuffed the Tianshuang Sword into her hand, and then said:

"With the Winter Spirit Technique as the basic exercise, coupled with the Frost Sword Technique, perhaps, you are more suitable for her than me!"

His resolute eyes made Zuo Qiuyan directly not know what to ask, so she had no choice but to accept it, and wait until someone else came to Yeyang to find her and retrieve it.

And the scabbard on the waist was reduced to the Tianshuang Sword, and it also returned to the state of only one sword, and then the change was the color and shape of the scabbard's skin, just like the black long sword, the scabbard that gradually blackened all over looked like a piece of carbon!

But as the time of transformation became longer and longer, the appearance of a purple-leaved giant tree like the night sun in the sea of consciousness appeared on the scabbard.

"It's back?"

Wei asked the three-tailed black cat standing on his shoulder, Yeyang didn't call her name, Night Demon, but he didn't have any opinion.

"It says that it has never left you from the beginning, whether it is you or anyone else, it will come if you need it, and this is when you need him the most, because the other you are almost insane!"

"Well, then you can go back first, and come out later. ”

Another sound fell into the ears of the night demon, and after hearing this sentence, the night demon also fled directly towards the black long sword, and at the same time, a black shadow quietly flashed on the giant tree of the scabbard, but soon, the giant tree also disappeared with the black shadow, becoming a piece of carbon in the eyes of others...

After doing this, Yeyang also took a step forward under the gaze of Qiu Han and the others, and directly spread his hands, made the face of death, and then said:

"Come on!"

Without Yeyang saying it too clearly, Qiu Han and Xuanyuan Dao also knew what he was talking about, and only Yan Du pretended not to know anything, and directly slammed towards Yeyang's head, and also sensed Yeyang's breath up close.

At this point, he also dragged the night sun entanglement that was violently detained, and he only fought with physical strength, but the battlefield required by the two still occupied nearly half of the main hall.

Hiding to the side, Qiu Han took advantage of the opportunity created by Yan Du to observe Yeyang with the pulse recognition technique, and Xuanyuan Dao was also using his more unique method to sense whether Yeyang's body was weird, but no matter how they sensed it, it was the breath of Yeyang that they had known and worshiped before.

Only Zuo Qiuyan, who was standing beside Xuanyuan Dao, couldn't help but shed tears when she looked at it, even she didn't know why she was like this...