85_85898A purple light flowed, crossed the sky, and in the layers of clouds, brought up a purple rainbow line, towards the distant sky, I don't know where to go, but judging from the approximate location, the direction in which this purple light flew was the direction of the north, as if it was pulled by something, and went straight to the north.

Far north, I don't know how far it is, I don't know how long it will take, and I don't know exactly where the north is, I only know all the way to the north, all the way to the north.

The flying object, which was carried by a layer of purple light and a purple long sword, flew into the sky from the mountain gate of the Reverse Dao Sect, and did not know where it was going. In the dense forest deep in a certain mountain, a scholar appeared, but the scholar seemed to be asleep at that time, and he didn't notice the changes in his body at all.

It was enough to be unbelievable enough to appear in the mountains out of thin air, but for some reason, the scholar's chest was still glowing with purple and blood-red light, and there was a trace of golden gas, slowly swirling.

Less than a moment before the scholar appeared, a purple long sword held tightly in the scholar's hand, with a buzzing sound, immediately absorbed the blood-colored red light and purple light from the scholar's heart, and let out a shocking roar, startling the fierce beasts and monsters in the mountain, crawling on the ground, panicked, staring in fear in the direction from which the roar came, and did not dare to take a step.

The purple long sword roared violently, and with the spiritual sword spirit, it seemed to know what to do next, only to see the purple long sword trembling in the scholar's hand, but it did not fall out of the scholar's hand, it was really a strange thing.

The sword spirit with spirituality began to emit a purple light, wrapping the scholar's whole body, and then soared into the sky, piercing the mountains and dense forests, rushing straight into the clouds, passing through the mountains, crossing thousands of miles of seawater, directly picking up a long rainbow, and rushing straight to the north.

In an instant, the speed was like a wind, the sword body was horizontally ahead, and the purple mangs wrapped the scholar, just like this in the sky, I don't know how long it flew, and I don't know how far it flew.

But what can be determined is that every day of flying, the purple light on the sword body will dim a point, and the speed will slow down, this kind of extremely energy-consuming, and take people to fly continuously, it really requires a huge amount of energy, not to mention that a sword can bear this burden.

After flying for several days and nights, the purple long sword, which was already dim, was no longer as sharp and cold as it was at the beginning, staggered in the air, and the sword body began to face down, flying towards a big mountain with the scholar, and submerged into the deep mountains and dense forests.

It seems that the north is still far away, and I don't know where to go, in the depths of the dense forest of a certain mountain, poisonous snakes and beasts are raging everywhere, two fiery red lions, biting each other, and a long-horned flower deer lying on the ground is the root of their fighting.

In order to fill their stomachs, it can also be said to conquer each other, the two lions, I don't know how many rounds of fighting, the bodies of both sides are bloodstained, all kinds of scratched paw prints and bite marks, clearly into the eye, but no one side, make a retreat, just when the two sides are ready to bite and fight again.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the sky fell, a purple long sword, with the tip of the sword with a cold feeling, from the sky above the deep mountains and dense forests, a stab fell, the speed is indescribable, the cold is indisputable, the buzz pierced the soil, and stood straight on the ground, followed by a green-robed scholar man, who fell from the sky, his body was still wrapped in purple purple mang, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

The two lions who were about to fight each other, hearing their voices and seeing their swords, were startled, and Mu looked at the purple long sword inserted in the ground in a daze, dangling straight in front of their eyes, and the man who suddenly fell down scared them to jump away, staring at the man in horror, without taking a step.

Seeing that the man did not wake up, seeing that the long sword was still inserted in place, although everything came suddenly, but there was nothing unusual, the only strange thing was that the purple purple mangs wrapped in the man's body, flashing and shining, were extremely dazzling in the dense forest, and after some observation, it seemed that these purple mangs would not hurt them.

A hairy lion, a little unbearable, the huge claws under his feet, gently rubbed a few times on the ground, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, slowly moved his steps, and walked towards the man. The other lion's paws rubbed, and he didn't follow, but a pair of thief's eyes rolled, staring back and forth at Hualu's corpse, probably in the idea of hitting Hualu.

This purple sword can't be eaten, but the man who fell to the ground, it is a delicious mouth, for these animals who fight to the death all day long, to fight for that little bit of food, this man is a pie in the sky, picked up for nothing, don't eat for nothing, don't eat for nothing.

The hairy lion walked and stopped, his eyes were firmly fixed on the man, and he looked cautious, and he had to observe every few steps to see if there was anything unusual, so as not to let the man suddenly go berserk.

At this time, the lion who did not move, taking advantage of this spare time, suddenly ran to the side, bit the dead deer, and ran away without the slightest hesitation, and disappeared into the dense forest in a flash.

The deer was snatched away, and the hairy lion finally came back to his senses, stared at the lion that had not entered the dense forest, roared, and did not catch up, but swirled around the man, hesitated for a moment, and took a decisive step and rushed to the man's side.

The unconscious man didn't know the danger around him, but the roar just now made his eyebrows suddenly tremble, and the sleepiness that had been lingering for a long time finally began to recede, and his mind was clear.

The man, who has been honed for a long time and has an instinctive reaction to life and death, feels a crisis coming, and faintly feels a big mouth of blood, and is greedily trying to bite him off.

The mind that was originally full of sleepiness suddenly swept away his mind, and he jumped up directly in a hurry, and then poked forward with one finger, which happened to poke the lion's forehead, shaking it open more than ten feet.

The man stared at the lion with blazing eyes, making sure that the lion was not cultivating and would not pose danger to him, before he put his mind at ease and began to look in front of him.

Except for a long sword stuck in the ground, and then an endless dense forest, weeds and shrubs, countless and countless, and there seemed to be nothing else but the lion.

The man's eyes became a little indifferent, and he glanced at the purple light that shrouded him, and as soon as his heart moved, he seemed to think of the reason.

"A lot of people died, all died!!" The man was Wang Yu, he didn't feel the slightest dissatisfaction with his current situation, and escaped from the Reverse Dao Sect, for some reason, there was no joy in his heart, but some pain.

Seeing with his own eyes that many people died, and these people died for him, any one of them would have emotional indifference.

The lion that was shaken apart shaved its paws on the ground, and suddenly saw the indifference in the man's eyes, and there was a sense of horror in his heart, which originally wanted to roar and roar, and suddenly lost his courage, and he didn't even have the confidence to escape, faintly in his consciousness, this is a very terrifying man.

Wang Yu didn't move, he kept standing in place, his eyes were full of indifference and pain, like a pine tree with vicissitudes of life, growing straight on a cliff, let the wind and rain blow.

So much so that the lion did not dare to take a single step, it did not know if it took a step, whether the man would be angry, whether he would kill it with one finger like just now.

Everything is instinctive, and when life is in danger, it is often intuition that plays an important role.

The same is true of this lion.

Wang Yu's lips moved, and he gently spit out a few words: "You go, I don't want to kill you!" ”

The voice seemed to have a kind of magnetism, which could make people believe his words.

The hairy lion, as if he understood what he meant, hurried away with all four legs, and it never wanted to stay in such a ghost place again, let alone be stared at by the cold man.

As soon as it thought of the man's eyes, it felt a horror in its heart, and its pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

When the lion ran away, Wang Yu's gaze was retracted, his divine sense entered his body, and he carefully inspected the situation, the golden immortal qi silk was coiling in his heart at the moment, and it was not absorbed by him.

And the color of the bloodstone, there is also a purple light shrouded, which is even more demonic than the previous blood red.

This stone, which he didn't know how to express and how to deal with it, changed his life and changed everything about him.

A gratuitous emotion erupted, feeling indignation, disgust, and jealousy for this bloodstone, but the bloodstone was still there, beating with his heart, jubilating together, flesh and blood connected, maybe this is the feeling.

Fortunately, Wang Yu is not the kind of person who has been immersed in the world of sadness and can never get out, after he was lonely for a while, he got up and walked towards the Ziyan Sword, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out of the soil.

Recite! With a crisp sound, the sword body slashed through the dirt, and the sword body that exuded a chill was still dazzling, and there was not a trace of mud on the shiny blade, as if it was newly created.

The pattern of Pisces and Jiaolong is imprinted on the circumference of the hilt of the sword, Wang Yu noticed the existence of the pattern, and thought of the strangeness of the bloodstone at that time and the slowly wriggling Pisces and Jiaolong at the beginning, this strange thing seems to be explained, but I don't know if there is more of this pattern, the sword itself, will it have some kind of function, or it is a very anti-heaven magic weapon, this Wang Yu has no way of knowing.

I hadn't really used this sword before, and the only time I used it was after entering the demon, and I don't remember the events at that time very clearly, and now that I think about it, it's not beneficial.

The specific use of this sword and how to use it, Wang Yu needs to think about it.

The Qingyue Sword in the storage bag was the sword of the four generations of ancestors, and Wang Yu took it out as well, looking at it in a daze.

I remember that at the end, the old man explained that he wanted to help him find a successor to the sword, and he also promised at that time, this promise must be fulfilled.

Fortunately, if you don't die, then you must do it, and the voice from the north, you have to take a look at it yourself, and see if it has anything to do with that dragon!

It's just that where is this place, and how to get to the north?

Wang Yu's gaze paused on the trees in the dense forest, and the flickering spots of sunlight fell through the slits of the leaves to the dark trunks, beating back and forth, just like human thoughts, constantly thinking of a certain aspect from a certain aspect.

It seems that he has a mind and feels that this matter should not be rushed, Wang Yu no longer thinks about this matter, but puts understanding the specific situation of this mountain in the first place, if he can get out of this mountain, it is the best thing.

There was a fierce beast here just now, so will there be others, those demon beasts with cultivation and wisdom, but not ordinary groceries that are easy to deal with, maybe if you are not careful, you will die in the mouth of the beast.

The figure gently swept over the trunk of the tree, about a dozen feet away from the ground, looking at the front carefully, observing everything around him, and at the same time his divine sense probed, tightly locking everything around him, not letting go of the slightest subtle thing, as long as there was a change, he could immediately notice it.

Since borrowing the blood stone to cultivate, the divine sense is also much stronger than that of ordinary monks, and this time Wang Yu exuded his divine sense, he put the range of a hundred zhang under his own ears and eyes, and he could clearly feel all the changes.

No amount of wind or grass can escape his divine sense!

Jumping from one trunk to another, holding the Purple Flame Sword in his hand, he watched out for the poisonous snakes that hid between the trunks and vines while watching out for the fierce beasts around him.

Don't think that if you are a cultivator, you can walk in the dense forest with a swagger, and everything should not be careless without understanding the specific situation.

Back and forth, back and forth, over and over again, Wang Yu probably inspected the dense forest dozens of miles wide, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and also confirmed that this mountain was just a small mountain, and a few miles away from the dense mountain forest, it could be vaguely seen that there were white smoke rising from it.

It was the fireworks of the villagers cooking at night!

I haven't seen this scene for a long time, it seems that there is a kind of original in Xinghua Village, I cried with a sad face, squatted on the stove, blew fire on the firewood with my mouth, and was choked with smoke in my mouth, and I also remember that Mr. was nagging on the side, saying that the food he cooked was not delicious, and the dishes were burned.

There are too many, many, many memories, Wang Yu never remembers, now that he thinks about it, he really misses his husband, if it weren't for him, maybe he wouldn't be where he is now.

Walking north, this is Wang Yu's only thought, his body, gently swept down from the treetops, fell to the ground, and began to walk out of the mountain, ready to be there, borrow a bowl of rice to eat, and recall the days of a few years ago.

Holding the Ziyan Sword in his hand, he felt a little awkward, and if he entered the village with the sword like this, would it scare the village children and the old woman?

But it's really strange that this sword can't fit in the storage bag.

Wang Yu, who had been tossing for a long time, scolded at Ziyan Sword in annoyance: "If you can't go back, if you don't come back, I'll throw you away." ”

This sentence was like thunder, and the Ziyan Sword trembled, and I didn't see the slightest abnormality in it, just a buzz, turned into a purple light, and fell into Wang Yu's palm, imprinting a sword mark on the belly of the palm.

"This is how to collect the sword?" Wang Yu, who was puzzled, stared at the sword marks on his palm, and said with a flicker of confusion: "Now! ”

The voice fell, and the sword reflected, faster than the usual blink of an eye, and quickly turned into a sword in Wang Yu's palm.

Looking at such a strange Ziyan Sword, Wang Yu couldn't help but have a smile on his face, so he began to play with the Ziyan Sword