This purple hole (xué) is very wide, and the walls around it are inlaid with purple crystals, "What a big pomp!"

Huangfu Xiujian Bu (jìn) said, this amethyst is used to help the True Dragon Clan ascend, which can significantly increase the chance of ascending, but unexpectedly, this one still failed.

"Master, I feel that this hole (xué) has a strange energy!" Ling'er reminded at this time.

Huangfu Xiujian also nodded secretly, although he was only in the early stage of the Second Spirit Realm, his perception of spiritual power was already very keen.

He could also feel some of the energy in the cave (xué).

"On your left, there's a huge pit over there, and that's where the dragon rests. The evil spirit said at this time.

Then the emperor repaired his sword and walked towards that place.

"Good guy, such a big nest!" When Huangfu Xiujian saw the amethyst futon in front of him, he exclaimed in surprise.

How greedy this dragon was when he was alive! How eager he was to break through to the dragon!

......

"Huh-" Just as Huangfu Xiujian stepped on the amethyst futon, a dragon chant suddenly sounded.

Then, a strong wind gusted in the cave (xué), and in the center of the futon, a green light gradually condensed, and finally turned into the appearance of a real dragon, lying on the futon and staring at the emperor's sword.

The dragon (shēn) is tens of meters long, entrenched in the center of the futon, and its nose is constantly exhaling (rè) breath.

"I didn't expect this real dragon to have a wisp of soul!" Huangfu Xiujian was secretly surprised, and his brows were furrowed.

"Damn human, you want to get your hands on the body of the deity (shēn) too?" Suddenly, the dragon soul spat out and roared angrily.

But it was only an angry question, and the (shēn) form stayed where it was.

Huangfu Xiujian took a deep breath, his eyebrows furrowed, and said loudly to the dragon soul: "I and a few others have strayed into your nest (xué), and we have no intention of offending!"

His feet also quietly stepped back.

"Cunning human!" the dragon soul didn't believe it, its eyes widened, and in an instant a mouthful of burning dragon breath came out of its mouth.

"Oops!" Huangfu Xiujian shouted, and then (shēn) fell to the ground, rolling on the ground, barely avoiding the dragon's breath.

"Ah......" Because the bones of the evil spirit are held by the emperor's sword.

Huangfu Xiu's sword rolled on the ground, and his bones naturally fell not lightly, and they almost fell apart, and the evil spirit couldn't help but scream.

"You! ”

"I'm sorry. Huangfu Xiujian felt sorry and said softly, and then put the bones of the evil spirit aside.

Stood up and looked back at the dragon soul.

I didn't expect that even if there was only one ten-thousandth of the soul left, the power would be so great!

Huangfu Xiujian stared at the dragon soul, and the Xuanyun Golden Sword was also pulled out, thinking about how to escape.

The dragon soul saw that Huangfu Xiujian had avoided his dragon breath, and he was not annoyed, so he quietly stared at Huangfu Xiujian.

It is obvious that the strength is weak, and it is not allowed to attack at will.

"Master, this dragon soul seems to be very weak?" The Xuanyun Golden Sword lit up at this time, and Ling'er said to Huangfu Xiujian.

Huangfu Xiujian nodded and returned: "Yes, this dragon soul may not have one-ten-thousandth of what it used to be, and it is very weak." ”

"However, we may not be opponents yet!" Huangfu Xiujian and Ling'er concluded at the same time.

"Master, let's run!" Ling'er smiled slyly and suggested.

Huangfu Xiujian shook his head, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "We can't run, if we run, then what about the people of the Sword Pavilion Mansion, I can't watch them die." ”

"And the only one who can save them is us!" said Huangfu Xiujian.

After all, even if you run, there is a good chance that you won't be able to run out, and the whole hole (xué) is too big!

- On the other hand, a few others

Ye Yibai also fell into the illusion technique of the evil ghost at this time, and in the illusion technique, the evil spirit (shēn) became the appearance of the emperor's sword cultivation.

And Ye Yibai was also wandering the streets with the 'Huangfu Sword Cultivator' at this time, and the two of them talked and laughed, which was very good......

Kongying Xue is placed (shēn) in the middle of the boundless snow-capped mountains, witnessing the murder of his mother.

And the evil spirit turned into the appearance of the empty snow mother.

said to Kong Yingxue: "Child, queen mother...... I'm sorry for you!" looked very miserable.

The pear blossoms crying in the sky reflected the snow and brought rain, and the sword in his hand was still on the side......

Yang Wenbai is even more exaggerated, (shēn) has countless wives and concubines, and the wine and food are also inexhaustible, indulging in the moon before the flowers......

The old man of Moge has a good concentration, meditating and cultivating in the illusion, ignoring the evil spirits that have been transformed on the side, and how to break through this illusion in his heart......

——

The same is true for several other roads, all of which have encountered their own difficulties. Only the lord of the mansion, Yu An, is relatively better.

He is cautious and strong, so he is naturally not afraid of the little monsters on the road.

All of them broke the magic barrier with their strong strength, and they were walking alone on the road at this time.

Time is pressing!Huangfu Xiujian himself also knows that if he is slower, I am afraid that the Sword Pavilion Mansion may suffer heavy losses this time.

——

Huangfu Xiujian just held the Xuanyun Golden Sword and looked at the dragon soul, and cold sweat slid down his sideburns.

Minutes passed, and Huangfu Xiujian didn't understand why he was looking at the dragon, but for now, it seemed that this was the only thing he could do.

Run, naturally he can't run away, there are still so many people in the Sword Pavilion Mansion who need him to save them.

Fighting, naturally, is even more impossible, even if the dragon soul in front of him is only one ten-thousandth of the strength.

But killing yourself is as simple as pinching an ant to death.

"Huh?" it was the dragon soul who spoke first, and his eyes focused on the sword of the emperor's cultivation sword.

Puzzled, he asked, "Why is this sword in your hand?" and his tone was a little puzzled, but with a hint of excitement.

The dragon in front of the meeting seemed to know the Xuanyun Golden Sword, and Huangfu Xiujian suddenly felt as if things (qíng) were much easier to do.

Thinking about it, he raised the Xuanyun Golden Sword in his hand, and Shi Shiran said, "Why can't my sword be in my hand?"

"Your sword, little cub, what a big breath!" the dragon soul seemed to be enraged.

In his opinion, there was only a martial artist in the Second Spirit Realm in front of him, and it couldn't be that person!

And that man has been dead for a thousand years!

Thinking of this, the dragon soul unconsciously sighed.

"Your Excellency, do you know the 'Heaven Destroying Sword Saint'?" the corners of Huangfu Xiu's mouth curled slightly, and he said confidently.

"Hmph, the name of the Heaven Destroying Sword Saint, how can you call it directly?" the dragon soul seemed to be very unhappy, and snorted coldly.

Seeing the dragon soul's reaction like this, Huangfu Xiujian breathed a sigh of relief.

The god (qíng) walked freely in front of the dragon soul, and said slowly:

"The Heaven Destroying Sword Saint, a saint through the ages, stepped into the realm of sainthood at the age of forty, and his strength is invincible in the world. ”

"But later, he was poisoned by his subordinates and died in the Gobi Desert, and since then the Xuanyun Golden Sword has disappeared!"

Speaking of this, Huangfu Xiujian smiled slyly, looked at the dragon soul again, and said, "I don't know if Your Excellency agrees with what I said?"

"Uh, this ......" The Dragon Soul was already dumbfounded at this time, originally he thought that the Emperor Fu only knew the name of the 'Heaven Destroying Sword Saint'.

Who would have thought that the little doll in front of him actually knew everything, and it was very detailed!

After all, this matter is only circulated among the people, and it has not been recorded by history.

And a thousand years have passed, and fewer and fewer people know about it, but the little doll in front of him knows a lot, which really surprises him.

"You little doll, how can you know so clearly?" the dragon soul's tone changed, quite threatening, and roared at the emperor's cultivation sword.

Very few people know about this matter, and those who know about it are probably the people who participated in it back then.

"Your Excellency, do not be in a hurry. Huangfu Xiu Jian changed his words and continued.

"The Heaven Destroying Sword Saint's real name is Huangfu Xiujian, he was originally an orphan, and was later adopted by a farmer and opened a martial arts. ”

"There are only two martial arts he cultivates, 'Sword Mang' and 'Remnant Heaven Refining Divine Skill'. Huangfu Xiujian said this and stopped.

"Hmph, what everyone knows, don't say it and show it off!" said the dragon soul disdainfully.

"Then, Your Excellency is optimistic!" Huangfu Xiujian's eyes turned cold in an instant.

The Xuanyun Golden Sword in his hand also lit up with golden light.

"Inch Sword Casting Shadow!"

Then, a sword shadow appeared in the air.

"Go!" the Emperor Fu shouted, and the sword shadow stabbed towards the dragon soul.

"A sword is alive!"

As the emperor cultivated the sword, the tip of the sword shadow gave birth to a sword about seven inches long.

These changes are just two breaths of time.

When the dragon soul saw the sword shadow stabbing towards him, he didn't panic, he spat out the dragon's breath, and the sword shadow shattered.

"Good!" the dragon soul exclaimed.

At this moment, it understands that the little doll in front of it may be the heir of Huangfu Xiujian, or it is himself!

After all, it has lived for so many years, and the matter of reincarnation (qíng) is not something that I have heard once or twice.

The evil spirits on the side were full of surprise.

She didn't expect that the seemingly ordinary boy had a lot to do with the Sword Master thousands of years ago!

"It's good that I didn't do anything about it, otherwise I would have been the one who suffered......" The evil spirit muttered to himself.

"What's going on?" the dragon soul asked aloud.

Huangfu Xiujian smiled slightly, and then sighed in an old-fashioned manner, sat on the futon, and said, "I don't know the specifics. ”

"Ever since I was killed by Wen, my consciousness has been wandering in the chaos, unconscious. ”

"When I wake up again, I'll be on this teenager's (shēn) ......"

"The Xuanyun Golden Sword also inexplicably returned to my hand again. ”

After Huangfu finished cultivating the sword, he sighed again.

After hearing this, the dragon soul also sighed: "It's hard for you......"

The dragon soul actually felt worthless for the emperor's sword cultivation.

Back then, the emperor cultivated the sword and worked hard to lay a foundation for the Xuanzhi Empire, and his strength was beyond doubt.

And the prestige is quite high, and there are many followers on the mainland, including some spirit beasts that have opened their spiritual intelligence.

In the end, it was a pity that he was killed by gangsters......

Then, when all the followers on the continent knew the news of the fall of Huangfu Xiujian.

They all rioted overnight, vowing to avenge the emperor's sword cultivation, including the True Dragon clan.

Countless warriors began to frantically increase their cultivation, so as to find Wen Zhi and avenge the sword cultivation for Huangfu.

It was during that time that there were countless saints on the mainland, and the True Dragon clan was also forcibly ascended, wanting to become a divine dragon in order to avenge the emperor's sword cultivation!

The whole continent was filled with gunsmoke and wars, but Wen Zhi also successfully rebelled.

The Gento Empire collapsed overnight...... It was regretted by posterity.

(End of chapter)