If there is a silver filament on it, it will carry the power of heavenly thunder, this is the Lei Song Sword, a holy relic of Fang Mu!

"You still have the strength to understand the meaning of Lei Song, if one day you can exhaust the meaning of this Song Song, Fang Mu is terrifying!"

"The meaning of the thunder ......"

Qiu Cang muttered, at this moment, his eyes had all fallen on the Lei Song Sword in the dojo, the confusion in his eyes was even stronger, and there seemed to be a whisper in his ears and a shallow smile from the Taoist.

After a long time, a little light suddenly appeared in Qiu Cang's eyes, but when he looked at the figure in front of him again, he found that the Fangmu Dojo in front of him was empty at the moment.

"There is no sequence...... Ask Cangdao friends, so that you can do it yourself!"

In the vast night, Qiu Cang's ears seemed to sound the ethereal echoing sound, and he saw that the sky shrouded by black clouds suddenly saw a touch of moonlight gradually piercing the darkness.

Although it was a wisp, it was particularly conspicuous, it fell from the sky, fell straight into the Mingfeng Fangmu Dojo, and landed on the still real Lei Song Sword before asking for Cang!

"Bang!"

At this moment, in the Fangmu Dojo, a crisp voice suddenly sounded, and the figure finally knelt down, but his whole body trembled when he looked at the sword of Lei Song, and his ears seemed to be echoing that sentence for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist, do it yourself!"

This night, the sky in the royal capital changed, but for Fang Mu, their sky was dark, and it seemed that something was also completely lost in Qiu Cang's heart.

The world only knows that he is the master of the three great sects in the world, and the first person in the world's magic gates, but they don't know that in his own eyes, in front of that person, he will always be a Taoist child.

Not because he is a disciple of the Tuas, but because he is Qiu Cang, a person who is always struggling to change his fate, a person who will always remind himself to chase under that back.

In his heart, they will always be master and apprentice!

On the peak of Huading, Master Wunian raised his head and looked into the night sky where Fang Mu was, and finally he had to shake his head helplessly.

"What's that?"

In front of him, Wang Tuofu sat quietly cross-legged, but he could clearly feel in his heart that just now in the sky of the royal capital, there seemed to be an invisible force disappearing.

That feeling was strange, because after that power disappeared, it seemed that the night in the royal capital had become a little cooler!

"It's a pity...... In that kind of realm, how can I care about life and death, even if I can practice the best Dan, in front of them, I am just a mustard, begging for ...... Maybe what he can give you is more cherished than Tuas's cultivation!"

When Master Wu Nian's words fell, Wang Tofu was shocked again, although he didn't know what Wu Yi meant, but he understood what the word "Tuas" in his mouth represented!

......

"This ...... Where is this?"

On the other side, still in the ruins, a figure was still lying motionless on the ground.

But just now, he seemed to have recovered a trace of consciousness from his coma, but just as he slowly opened his eyes, suddenly a biting yin wind blew around him again, and that feeling made his already pale face even more ugly.

At the same time, there was a strange noise in his ears, and he tried to open his eyes, only to find himself lying on a cold ground.

But this was not what he cared about, but after he opened his eyes, his pupils began to shrink violently!

In front of him was a black coffin, and in the midst of it, a figure was slowly standing up.

His hair was scattered, and his whole body was even more depressed, but it was such a figure, and when he stood up, the heart of the figure lying on the ground was beating wildly.

Then his pupils gradually became bloodshot, because after the appearance of that figure, he seemed to feel a breath of apocalypse......

I saw that after the figure stood up in the coffin, the guy's head was raised at this time and looked at the sky in a daze, like a demon who had just come out of hell, after breaking free from the shackles of his body, bathed in rare freedom!

Lying on the ground, he was motionless, or he couldn't move at all, as if a thousand pounds of huge mountains had pressed on his body, and he was almost out of breath.

The only thing he could move was his eyes, and he watched as the demonic figure's head was retracted again, and the figure slowly raised his hands, as if his eyes were beginning to survey his body.

But no matter how much he looked, he couldn't find a clue, and finally he shook his head, and then his whole body turned in the direction of the panicked guy's body!

At that moment, the guy lying on the ground was stunned, because what he saw was not some hideous and terrible demon, but a young, delicate face, and even a little confused on that handsome face.

"Is that you?"

He remembered that he was Muda, the Muda of the Witch Spirit Clan of the Wasteland, and the figure that stood up from the coffin was actually him, the one he had been looking for.

He also knew that the person who guarded the cripples was nothing more than a kid in the southern part of Luoguo, called Dazhu Village, named Xizhu!

Xizhu woke up, but he was very different from the young man before, I saw him walk out of the coffin and walk in the direction where Muda was step by step.

His eyes were blank and seemed to be aimless, but when he took a step, Mu Da's expression changed little by little, because he found that where Xizhu passed, there were bursts of hoarfrost on the ground, and the temperature around him was also falling wildly!

"Huhuhu......"

The wind around him became more intense, and vaguely Mu Da heard bursts of ghostly laughter, and his heart began to tremble in the ghostly laughter, because he thought of a record about the witch spirit clan.

But where the fierce spirit comes to the world, a hundred ghosts will come!

Suddenly, Xizhu stopped, all the ghostly sounds and wind sounds were all at this moment, and the surroundings were once again shrouded in an even more strange atmosphere, and in Muda's only perception, he felt as if his body was being swallowed by something.

In a trance, it was as if he was falling into a swamp, his breathing slowly became difficult, and a feeling of suffocation gradually crept into his mind, and in that feeling, he wanted to struggle, a struggle to survive.

But no matter how hard he tried, he remained motionless, as if his body no longer belonged to him, and at last he felt boundless fear!

It was at that time that Mu Da saw Xizhu raise his head again, and then opened his hands, as if to embrace the darkness.

At that time, its body slowly detached itself from the ground, and it began to levitate into the air without any support!