"The people in the land of the White Tiger are nothing more than that" He laughed, slapped his hands in front of him, and when he pulled it away, a thunderbolt of lightning appeared in his hand, and under the flash of this electric light, it actually turned into a sword shape, and was touched by the old man's hands on it, and the sword of electric light immediately roared towards the white-clothed Lori in a rumbling sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white-clothed Lori still looked as usual, she sighed lightly, faced the galloping electric sword, raised her right hand again, and waved forward, but this time, a large amount of dead qi immediately appeared on her body.

"Ting'er, let me out, if all of your more than 2,000 years of spiritual breath are used up, I am afraid that in this life, there will be no day to wake up" A deep voice came from the golden dragon coiled outside her body.

"Before the fourth spirit sword is condensed, you can't come out, otherwise you will really die. Lori in white said softly.

With a wave of her, the lightning sword light immediately collapsed, and the old man in the green shirt kept retreating again, this time, he only formed more than two hundred light curtains, and then turned away from the attack, and his eyes were even more excited.

At this moment, when the last wave of swords shuttled from the void and merged, a sword roar came out from the fourth golden light, and the fourth golden dragon condensed

The white-clothed Lori looked calm, her hands moved, and suddenly all four golden dragons circled in front of her, and with a slight touch of her jade hand, the golden light outside the body of a golden dragon collapsed, revealing a simple spirit sword inside

This power made the white-clothed Lori's face even more lifeless, and the spiritual breath accumulated for more than two thousand years was almost used up by her, if it wasn't for the fact that she had to leave most of the spiritual breath for Sun Wen to gather the soul, the old man in green shirt, under her fingers, would definitely be killed.

"Sword of the Yellow Tiger, Sword Soul, Out"

The quaint spirit sword immediately flashed with golden light, a fist-sized golden ball, immediately floated out of the spirit sword, the white-clothed Lori was even heavier, her jade hand pressed on the golden light, and immediately threw it at the golden dragon with black mist in the eyebrows beside her after grabbing it.

Losing the golden group, the ancient spirit sword immediately lost its luster and fell from mid-air.

As soon as this sword fell, it immediately caused the eyes of all the qi practitioners around to concentrate on it.

The body of the old man in the green shirt rushed up again, this time, under the seal of his hands, ten sword light phantoms condensed behind him, and with a flick, the sword light immediately floated in front of him, and this person shouted and galloped.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and this person was the middle-aged man who had fought with the two of them on the way.

The moment he rushed out, three blood-colored spars condensed in front of him, and he pushed him down, rushing towards the old man in green shirt with all his might.

The old man in the green shirt glanced at this person with slanted eyes, his eyes flashed, and without saying a word, he waved his big hand at him.

"Murderous crystal, explode," the middle-aged man immediately shouted.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

With three loud bangs, the blood crystal immediately exploded, and in this explosion, a huge whirlpool appeared, which was pitch black, and a huge palm poked out of the whirlpool, grabbing the old man in green shirt with one hand.

"Beiju Lingzun, if you prevent me from taking the sword and returning to the Beiju Continent, you and I will fight for a thousand years" After the old man in the green shirt saw the palm, his face immediately changed and he shouted.

At the same time, his body flashed, dodging his palm, and galloped towards the white-clothed Lori.

The palm of the hand was behind him, and at the same time, a vicissitudes of life sound came from the whirlpool.

"Changchun Zhenren, those who have a fate for the spirit sword can get it, if you can get it, you have a fate. ”

The "Beiju Lingzun" was shocked from the cold. His eyes flashed with a strange light, staring at the huge palm, and he was silent. This person's name, he had heard of it in his previous life when he was the Ten Thousand Demon King, but he didn't expect to meet it after reincarnation.

The old man in the green shirt had a gloomy face, he was as fast as lightning, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to the white-clothed Lori with the sword light, and grabbed the ancient spirit sword that condensed out with his big hand.

However, at the moment when he was about to catch it, a figure several times faster than lightning immediately rushed out of the crowd around him, and in a flash, he took the first step and came to the side of the ancient spirit sword, grabbed it, and then immediately went away.

"Haha, Changchun Zhenren, four spirit swords, I, Zhang Lang, am not greedy, only take one, say goodbye" This figure is the middle-aged scribe, this person came one step earlier than the old man in the green shirt, hidden in the crowd, shot at this moment, and obtained the spirit sword with one move.

"Zhang Lang, you dare to rob my things, you Wild Wave Sect, wait for my Shushan Sword Sect to kill it" The old man in green shirt roared angrily, this Zhang Lang speed was the fastest among his peers, he thought that he couldn't chase it, so he could only stare at the other party and quickly move away.

"Haha, Changchun Lao'er, you and I will fight inevitably, I will be waiting for you at any time" The middle-aged scribe chuckled at the threatening words of the old man in the green shirt, faster, and under a rush, a black hole actually appeared in the void, this person drilled into the black hole, disappeared in the land of the white tiger, and returned to the Wild Wave Sect where he was.

"It's so fast, it's more than several times faster than my Xuanyuan compass" Li Han took a deep breath, and he could only see an afterimage.

The white-clothed Lori didn't even look at it, and pointed her right hand on another golden dragon, and the golden dragon immediately let out a sad roar, and the golden light dissipated, turning into a spirit sword bent into a snake shape, floating in the air.

The old man in the green shirt flashed his eyes, and grabbed it with his big hand. At this moment, the big hand that the Northern Ju Lingzun conjured out behind him was getting closer and closer.

The white-clothed Lori looked cold, and her right hand was a little. The old man in the green shirt shouted, and in the sound of stabbing on his upper body, it was immediately shattered, and a black fingerprint immediately appeared on his chest.

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, but his right hand was unchanged at speed, and he grabbed towards the spirit sword.

The death aura on the body of the white-clothed Lori was already extremely thick, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes, and she said softly: "If you want this sword, I will give it to you, but the sword soul, I will take it"

On the serpentine spirit sword, at the moment when the old man in green shirt grabbed it, a ball of golden light emerged from above, and was grabbed by the white-clothed Lori in his hand, pressing it on the golden light eyebrows beside him.

"This sword belongs to me" The old man in the green shirt laughed, endured the stabbing pain in his chest, grabbed the snake-shaped spirit sword, and then slashed behind him without any hesitation.

The big hand grabbed behind him immediately paused, avoided to the side, and then no longer grabbed it, but immediately stepped back, grabbed the middle-aged man who had an argument with Li Han Mengma, and quickly returned to the whirlpool and disappeared.

At the moment of disappearing, in the whirlpool, the voice of the elder of the Northern Ju Lingzun was heard again.

"Changchun Zhenren, it is the will of heaven that you obtained the spirit sword, and the old man will not stop you, so you can do it yourself"

The old man in the green shirt laughed, his eyes flashed, and he fell on the white-clothed Lori, and said gloomily: "Your attack is getting weaker and weaker, and now you can't kill the old man, for the sake of you being a person in the land of the white tiger, the old man won't kill you, but the remaining two spirit swords, this sword soul, you can't take it again."

Without the sword soul, the spirit sword can only become an unfavorable existence, but it has no supernatural powers within it. It needs to be sacrificed again the day after tomorrow.

The sadness in the eyes of the white-clothed Lori was even stronger, she sighed deeply, and her right hand was pointed on a golden dragon again, and the golden dragon roared, turned into a big sword, and floated in the air.

The old man in the green shirt snorted lightly, his body moved, and his left hand grabbed the sword.

The white-clothed Lori sighed lightly, her right hand was on her eyebrows, and suddenly, the only remaining spiritual breath came out from her eyebrows, and around her, a light curtain of about ten zhang in size appeared, and the body of the old man in green shirt was immediately forced out.

He shouted angrily, and with a wave of the spirit sword in his right hand, it slammed into the light curtain, which shook immediately, but it was not broken.

How could the old man in the green shirt be willing, quickly wield the spirit sword, and even induce the magic power to bombard the light curtain.

released the only remaining spiritual breath, and the eyes of the white-clothed Lori slowly closed, and her whole person was suddenly shrouded in a rich dead air.

"Sun Wen, thank you for the next life, I hope that I will no longer sleep, and you will still be by my side"

At the center of the last golden dragon's eyebrows, in the purple mist, a mournful roar came out.

"Ting'er"

The body of the white-clothed Lori slowly fell, she struggled to raise her right hand, a little above the big sword, a ball of golden light, floating from the big sword, slowly flying towards the last golden dragon's eyebrows, blending in.

After doing all this, the corners of her mouth, for the first time, showed a happy smile, which was beautiful

Thank God, thank you, thank you to fate

"No" In the purple mist of the eyebrows of the last golden dragon, a miserable roar came out, and then, a sharp sword light rushed out of the purple mist, turning into Sun Wen's appearance.

On the top of Sun Wen's head, four clusters of golden light continued to merge, and finally, a golden illusory sword was formed, which sank into Sun Wen's body, and his whole person was immediately full of golden light.

It's just that this golden light does not give people a soft feeling, but a deep sadness

The golden dragon, after Sun Wen rushed out, immediately collapsed and dissipated, and in the golden mang, a short sword used by a woman floated beside the big sword.

This one is big and one is small, just like a couple.

Lori, who was dressed in white, closed her eyes, and the whole person fell down, and as she fell asleep again, the light curtain around her dissipated.

"No" Sun Wen wanted to hug the sleeping Lori, but the moment he touched the sleeping Lori, his body seemed to be transparent and empty.

The sorrow in his eyes can move the heavens and the earth

Sleeping Lori,Passed through his body,Falling down,The disappearance of the light curtain,Together with the two spirit swords,One big and one small,Also fell,There seems to be a traction in the dark,These two spirit swords,Surrounded by the sleeping Lori,Fall

Looking at the sleeping Lori constantly sinking, Sun Wen's eyes were full of sadness.

At this time, the old man in the green shirt shouted angrily, and his body grabbed the two spirit swords beside the sleeping Lori, and at the same time, his eyes swept Sun Wen quite fearfully.

Seeing this scene from a distance, a trace of sadness emerged in his heart, and at the same time, some truths gradually became clear in his heart.

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