The old slave took a few steps back, and the crack in the wall slowly closed.

Li Kezhou fell from the sky.

"Senior! are you alright?

The yellow robe and its hair are very ancient. Ever since it was brought in, it had been talking to itself for a while, and it had been talking about something. Now I hear Li Kezhou's cry. His lips stopped, his eyes were white, and he looked at Li Kezhou, who was nearby.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Old fellow, have you changed your ways, should I use this trick to trick Long Bijian!?"

Li Kaizhou was stunned, and suddenly, this person seemed to regard him as the Ziji ancestor who was "deprived" of success.

He smiled and said, "That old purple pole ancestor of the older generation really wanted to take my body, but this person looked down on me too much, I gave him rebellion, and now I am trapped in the ocean of knowledge."

The old man's white eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at Li Kezhou's eyes, and after a while, let out a wild laugh.

"Hahaha......"

The old man smiled at the old tears and finally finished crying.

"Okay! You're not that ghost. People's eyes look straight into the soul. This old ghost doesn't have eyes like yours, tell me, son, how did you do that? Life is over, and you can't handle it either!

Li Ka-shing nodded slightly: "My seniors didn't expect it to be so bad, I can hardly see your seniors today, but just when this person put into practice what kind of harmony method, I somehow gained a kind of power, please forgive me, seniors......"

In order to gain the trust of the other party, it is natural to pay a little mystery, and the other person closes his eyes slightly, and a black air suddenly erupts in front of him, and the black air is harvested, and then it turns into a ball of silk-like black filaments.

"Huh, that's ......."

There was a look of surprise in the old man's eyes.

Li Kezhou said: "I heard the old ghost say, what is this" I just relied on this thing and trapped him".

The old man nodded slightly, and looked at Li Kaizhou again, as if he wanted to know him again.

Li Kezhou said these things briefly, but he didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he hurriedly turned his tongue and hurriedly said: !. "Ancestors, you came just in time for me to come back alive this time, I want to go to you, just like you said before, as long as I practice the sword soul, I will inherit my Longbi sword soul. I didn't know my ex would take this seriously.

The old man looked suspicious and did not speak, but nodded.

"Look at your ex!"

Li Chizhou swung his sword and rushed out with a sob, leaving a scar on the wall, and rubble falling one after another.

The old man's eyes opened again, and he was even more surprised.

Now that I've developed the spirit of swordsmanship, do you really want to pass it on to me?

Li Kezhou's mood was very excited.

After all, it is the fifth most powerful sword in the world, which cannot but excite him.

The old man's eyes suddenly must have been, as if he had only found the general, and said in surprise: "What a natural sword bone, boy, I didn't see you last time, why do you suddenly have such a big sword bone now?"

Li Guzhou said vaguely: "This is the keel of the Sword Cracking Dragon" I relied on that keel to support it. ”

He just said that he achieved it with the keel, but did not say how he did it. First of all, it was his secret, and he was reluctant to say more. Secondly, it's too complicated to talk about it endlessly.

The old man was about to ask something, when suddenly his face changed, and he looked up sharply at the sky.

Then he looked anxious: "Child, your high education is rare, but it is also worthy of my Longbi Sword, today I will pass on the world's first Longbi Sword to you!"

The old man clenched his sword fingers with both hands, and his blood vessels perisquished all over his body. The blood is flowing backwards. At this moment, there was a loud bang, and a dragon-shaped blood light rushed out of his back.

"Dragon Bi Sword Soul, one level, one death, one level, boy!" Let me ask you, would you like to worship me as a teacher?

But now Li Kezhou didn't understand anything, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "The younger generation should respect the teacher as if they were their predecessors, and never humiliate the spirit of this sword." ”

"Grab the sword!"

The old man was so drunk that the dragon-shaped blood light penetrated his body and disappeared into Li Kezhou's spine.

Suddenly, a bloody light shot out of his back and reflected on his back.

The vertebrae, like a dragon, accompanied by a "click" sound, there was an extra gap in the center of the cervical vertebrae.

"Howling ......"

A dragon's roar rang out in the hall for some reason.

The roars seemed far apart, but they were clear.

Suddenly, a huge dragon shadow appeared and surrounded his entire person. The dragon is like a shape carved into a jade wall. As soon as you see this scene, you will suddenly understand why this is happening.

Li Kezhou saw that the old man had no voice, and his eyes were a little melancholy.

If he just worshipped his master, more or less obtained the purpose of the spirit of the dragon wall sword, he passed the sword to him with the old man just said that at the cost of his life, and through this time, he fully affirmed the master.

But it never occurred to me that they just had the name of a teacher and an apprentice, and as soon as they turned around, heaven and man were separated forever.

"What do you mean by what you just said?" Is it true that Ziji's ancestors said that I was a great witch in my previous life?

It seems impossible. I'm not alone in this world. Even if I had a past life, I wouldn't have anything to do with this world.

He said to himself that he couldn't figure out the situation for a moment.

Not understanding, he stopped pestering and began to study the Dragon Bi Sword Soul that he had just inherited.

He took out his sword and the darkness, and secretly transferred the spirit of the sword in his veins.

"Why—" Li Kezhou's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

As he poured the spirit of his sword into his sword, he felt a little stagnant and unusually unsmooth, like a great river intermittently closing in the middle.

He couldn't help but think of what he had said to himself when he visited Lingnan a few months ago, when he was the world's first swordsman.

"According to the old man, there are some problems with my sword that need to be repaired with a precious iron called Dragon Horn Chen Yin. It seems that this person is really not talking nonsense. Before this sword, the master was a master called the white-faced black swordsman. It seems that this man must have experienced a great war before he died. The sword was damaged during the battle.

Previously, he had no swordsmanship, but only used the sword as a heavier weapon. Naturally, he did not see the problem with the sword. Now, with swordsmanship, he immediately felt abnormal.

Li Kuizhou was suddenly filled with hatred: "That warehouse-type ten treasures are as good as life, I said how generous he was, how generous he was to give me this sword, it turned out that there was something wrong with this sword", I delayed him for ten years, this is not in vain!"

He regained attention to his sword.

With a swing of the sword, the swordsmanship rolled away like a wave.

"Boom!"

The sword qi shattered on the stone wall ten feet away, making a loud noise. The whole hall shook violently, and dust and sand poured down like a long waterfall.

"It's so powerful!" Li Kaizhou was inexplicably shocked in his heart.

The power in his mouth was comparable to the swordsmanship that he still had for a while.

"No swordsmanship, a sword, this sword is no less powerful than the sword before me. It was fully restored in the middle of Ningdan.

This sword gave him a rough idea of his current combat prowess.

His current strength, if he used the spirit of demons and monsters, or the killing tactics of picking out nine feet with a sword, would rather be lacking, it would be almost impossible to become his one-on-one enemy.

"It turns out that this is the mystery of the single transmission of the spirit of the Dragon Sword!"

Li Kaizhou had an epiphany in his heart.

Whether it is the spirit of the Purple Pole Sword, the ancestor of the Purple Pole Sword, or the emergence of the Liuli Mingyue Sword School, there is a long cultivation process. Although the spirit of the sword is powerful, it is cultivated. As long as it is self-cultivation, there are naturally good qualities and bad qualities. Different people have different cultivations.

But his Dragon Bi Sword Soul was obviously not like this. When the sword soul is passed down by the sword seed, the moment the sword seed is obtained, the sword soul is completed. As long as the corresponding cultivation is achieved, all the mysterious swordsmanship spirit can be brought into play.

Li Kezhou's inner excitement is difficult to hide.

The tremendous movement caused by this sword immediately attracted the attention of outsiders.

"Congratulations, Master!"

The old coachman's voice was still there.

Li Kezhou knew about the ancestor of the heir, laughed wildly, laughed, looked at the body of his master, and then the universe closed, and then he shouted: "Come in"

The wall parted left and right, and the old man walked in with his back hunched.

Li Kezhou looked at him and said, "I have one thing for you to do now......"

"The command of my lord!"

The old man respects Ziji's ancestors very much. He didn't dare to raise his head from beginning to end. For many years, this must have been the reason for his physical weakness.

Li Kaizhou said: "You go and help me find a spiritual iron called Longjiao Chen Yin" If you don't have it in Lingnan, you can find it in other swordsmanship fields Anyway, you have to find it"

He took out a treasure bag and threw it down.

The old man picked it up.