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The eyes were as black as ink, as if there was no brilliance, and between the words, the expression on the face did not change at all, but at this time, no one among the six people, including Xinlang Throne, dared to take a look at the Soul Demon Throne.

The penetration of his spiritual power is mainly through his eyes, which have inexplicable magical powers, and few people dare to look at them, because there is a danger that the entire consciousness may be destroyed at any time.

"Come this way." Xinlang Venerable Throne did not hesitate, turned around and walked into one of the rooms with the Soul Demon Throne, in the room, Tu Yuhua was still in a coma, and the Soul Demon Venerable Throne entered the room, and a gloomy voice sounded, "You five, go out of the hall to protect the Dharma for me." ”

Soul extraction is easy to destroy a person's spirit, but to deprive the other party of their memories, the degree of difficulty is superimposed.

The five thrones didn't say anything, they got up and walked out of the hall one after another. Although he said that he was not afraid of the sword venerable, he was careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

The Soul Demon Venerable Throne strode to the bed where Tu Yuhua was lying, and motioned for the Xinlang Venerable Throne to help him up and sit cross-legged to wake up.

Tu Yuhua felt a tingling pain all over his body, and slowly opened his eyes. However, at this moment, what greeted his eyes was a pair of pitch-black eyes, and the deep ink light in his eyes seemed to contain bursts of mysterious halos, directly piercing Tu Yuhua's eyes.

Tu Yuhua instantly felt that his eyes were extremely heavy, and the eyes that had just opened suddenly gradually closed again.

The Soul Demon Venerable Throne instantly sat cross-legged in front of Tu Yuhua, spread out his hands, and pointed his index finger on both sides of Tu Yuhua's head, and a pitch-black mist-like light seeped out from his fingers and directly penetrated into Tu Yuhua's head.

The Xinlang throne on the side remained quiet.

After about three minutes, a cold smile suddenly overflowed from the corner of the Soul Demon Venerable's mouth.

"Wake up."

A snap of the fingers rang out.

As the words of the Soul Demon Venerable Throne fell, Tu Yuhua's eyes opened as if he was stunned.

Look straight ahead.

"What's your name? Which sect and who is the Master? The voice of the Soul Demon Venerable Throne resounded directly in Tu Yuhua's soul with strange magical power. What Tu Yuhua said in this moment will be directly deprived of his memory and said through his mouth.

"Tu Yuhua, a disciple of the Sword Venerable's lineage of black and white venerable."

The voice fell numbly.

Sword Venerable.

Although it was almost certain before, when the words 'Sword Venerable One Pulse' came out of Tu Yuhua's mouth in person, the hearts of the two venerable seats in the room couldn't help but shake violently.

Sure enough, the Sword Venerable was born.

"Boom, the turtle has shrunk for a hundred years, is it finally going to appear?" The Soul Demon Throne's voice was gloomy, and he laughed like a yaksha.

"Ask him quickly, where is the lair of the Sword Venerable lineage now?"

Xinlang Throne couldn't wait to ask.

After the Soul Demon Venerable asked, Tu Yuhua's voice immediately sounded numbly.

"The bottom of the abyss in the mountain behind the bamboo temple."

The two thrones glanced at each other, and their expressions involuntarily showed a playful smile.

"Sure enough, it's an unsightly turtle, hiding under the abyss, I'm afraid I'll never see the sun." Xinlang Zunzao smiled playfully.

After a pause, the Soul Demon Venerable asked again, "How strong is the strongest strength of the Sword Venerable now?" ”

"Eight great thrones, a thousand changes."

When the first two thrones broke through to the Anti-Feather Realm, they were not made public, and the breakthrough of the Red Silk Throne, Tu Yuhua was no longer in the Sword Sect, and of course he didn't know about it.

Ever-changing?

The two couldn't help but look at each other again.

There was a burst of relaxation, and the contempt on his expression became even stronger.

Although the two of them are still a very long way from the transformation of the thousand changes. However, within the Divine Whip Gate, there are many whose strength has reached more than a thousand changes in transformation.

"I didn't expect that the current Sword Venerable lineage is even more fragile than we imagined. The strongest is a thousand transformations, isn't it a strong anti-feather who can sweep them away? ”

The Demon Soul Venerable also shook his head and sighed, "All these years, the clan is still guarding against the revenge of the Sword Venerable lineage, and now it seems that it is completely unnecessary. It only needs to exclude one or two anti-feather powerhouses from coming, and then the Sword Venerable can truly fall into the abyss. ”

Sou! Sou!

Two figures descended along the river.

Suddenly, the face of the Red Silk Venerable suddenly changed, and the figure stopped, with a gloomy expression, "It's too late." ”

"Late?" Xiao Yang was stunned.

"Ten miles ahead is a riverside inn where the Divine Whip Gate is located, I feel it, there are a total of seven throne breaths, the strongest one, but it is only a hundred changes in appearance."

"But just?" Xiao Yang silently thought in his heart, indeed, these people may be strong enemies for themselves, however, compared to the Red Silk Throne, now that the Sword Venerable is one of the three anti-feather powerhouses, such a strength is simply not worth mentioning.

"I heard their conversations, and listening to their tones, it seemed that Tu Yuhua had already told them everything they knew about the Dao." Red Aya Throne clenched her fists.

The only fortunate thing is that tonight, all the disciples of the Abyssal Heart Sword Venerable lineage moved out overnight as soon as possible.

"Seven thrones?" Xiao Yang pondered.

"Perhaps, if the Thunder kills, they may not have time to send the news back to the Divine Whip Gate." A burst of murderous intent welled up in the eyes of the Red Silk Throne.

"Don't act rashly." Xiao Yang raised his eyes and looked at the red silk throne, "Sister, do you want to simply vent tonight, or do you want to really stab him!" ”

The red silk throne looked at Xiao Yang with puzzled eyes, she naturally hoped for the latter.

"Since Tu Yuhua has already told the other party about the situation of the Sword Sect, it is better for us to make a plan." Xiao Yang raised his eyes and said with a smile, "It's just that my sister is reluctant to abandon the secret stronghold at the bottom of the abyss." ”

"The abyss of Xiaozhu Temple has been exposed, even if we kill everyone here, it is impossible for the children of the Sword Venerable lineage to live there again, we can't take this risk." The red silk throne looked at Xiao Yang with questions.

How do you count as you count?

"That's right." Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Didn't the Divine Whip Sect want to destroy our Sword Venerable lineage again?" We will let them destroy, and we will put you in the urn. ”

"You mean, don't alarm them, let them send people to the bottom of the abyss?"

"That's right." Xiao Yang said, "Tu Yuhua doesn't know that some of you have broken through to the transformation of the thousand changes, if I am not wrong, the other party will definitely ask about the strength of Tu Yuhua's current sword venerable, when the knowledge of the Lu Dao is at most the transformation of the thousand changes, he will definitely be ecstatic and underestimate the enemy." When the time comes, the strength of the team leader who will be sent over to try to destroy the sect will not exceed the transformation of the thousand changes too much. If we had designed it in advance, we might have buried them in the abyss forever. ”

Red Aya's eyes lit up slightly.

If that kind of slaughter could really be achieved, it would be much happier than just killing seven Thrones here!

However, in that case, the Sword Venerable line would also have to take a lot of risks.

Red Aya thought for a moment.

"Sister, it's time for your sword to be unsheathed." Xiao Yang looked at the red silk throne and spoke word by word.

The spirit of the red silk throne was shocked.

The sword has always been proud of heaven and earth.

The majesty of the sword should break the world with sharpness.

Dodging like this is completely forcibly concealing the edge of the sword.

The sword, it's time to unsheath.

After a hundred years of forbearance, it's time for them to try what it's like to be slaughtered.

"We don't want to challenge their strongest strength face to face, just eliminate their small strength, and for the Sword Venerable lineage, this can't be done?" Xiao Yang couldn't help but say it more plainly, "Everyone else is riding on us and preparing to, do we have to prepare a tissue to wipe it?" Rub his grandma's! Draw our swords and stab them hard. ”

The metaphor of Xiao Yang's image suddenly made the red silk throne cry and laugh, glared at Xiao Yang, and then his expression gradually became firm, "Xiao Yang, I promise you." From today onwards, my sword will be unsheathed soon. ”

"It's tonight."

Xiao Yang smiled, and his figure floated forward.

The red silk throne was stunned, "It's not that you don't startle the snake......"

"This snake is alarmed whether it hits or not, just leave a living mouth and go back to report the news." Xiao Yang Ha Lu smiled, "Sister Hong Aya, do you remember not to show too strong strength, just roughly equal to them, just kill three or five." If you step on our heads directly, how can you spare them? 'Expose' some strength to others. ”

Xiao Yang's figure had already swept away.

The red silk throne raised her eyebrows, looked at Xiao Yang's back, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "Compared to the state of mind, I am not as good as Xiao Yang." The Red Silk Throne then rushed over as well.

"The sword venerable lineage is simply less than one ten-thousandth of what it was back then. And our Divine Whip Gate is more than ten times stronger than it was at the beginning! Under the advantages of the other, the sword venerable lineage really has no qualifications to become the opponent of our Divine Whip Sect. After the Soul Demon Venerable snapped his fingers, Tu Yuhua's figure fell straight down to the bed.

"It's boring." The Demon Soul Throne's face seemed to be overflowing with a smile of victory in advance.

"Interesting, interesting."

Suddenly, a figure came in from the window, looking at the two thrones with a smile on his face, "It's really interesting, I actually saw the person from the Divine Whip Gate here." ”

"Who are you?" Xinlang Throne immediately looked vigilant and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared.

"It's all interesting." The young man smiled, "In the past, the people who saw the Divine Whip Gate were all inferior to pigs and dogs, but tonight I actually saw the people of the Divine Whip Gate, and they can also speak human words, it's really strange, strange." ”

The eyes of the Soul Demon Venerable Throne flashed with a touch of darkness, and suddenly, there was a burst of shouts, and a strong spiritual attack power attacked Xiao Yang.

The void of the sword hilt in Xiao Yang's mind shook, and this burst of spiritual attacks was shattered in an instant. However, Xiao Yang's expression suddenly became sluggish.

"What's your name? Where did you learn from? Who is the master? The Soul Demon Venerable Throne smiled confidently and looked at Xiao Yang with contempt, this little guy simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he stared at his eyes curiously.

"My name is Ye Ye."

"Grandpa?" The two thrones were stunned.

Xiao Yang opened his eyes and smiled gently, "Two grandsons are good." ”

"Look for death!"

Xinlang's expression was instantly furious, the long whip flashed, and in an instant, a long whip attacked Xiao Yang like lightning.

"Wow! Sister, help. ”

Xiao Yang ran away very spinelessly, and rushed out of the door, at this time, the gate was broken, and a long sword directly crossed Xiao Yang and stabbed at the Xinlang throne.