Empty Desert Star, Snow Hou Village.

Huang Wangwei stood at the bottom of the Zhuang Palace, and a long sword hung on the top of the Zhuang Palace.

Huang Gu's corpse was in front of his eyes, and the white monkey and a few others were silent.

Heaven and earth seemed to be bleak, and a halo hung above the heavenly dome, as if a corner was hooked by the eaves of the Zhuang Palace.

Huang forgets worries with the sword of forgetfulness, what about his heart?

The pain of losing a child, who can be calm, this owner of Xuehou Zhuang seems to be really like his sword, as his name suggests, forgetting the sorrows of this world.

"Gu'er's cultivation is the highest among you, and he has entered the foundation building realm, how can his physical body be pierced by a sword? Could it be that in the land of the end of the law, there are really such immortal soldiers? ”

Huang Wangwu spoke calmly, he couldn't see the fluctuations, his hands were still stable, his gaze was still peaceful, the real sword cultivator, and the sword master of the Forget Worry Sword, no matter how stormy his heart was, he would definitely not show a trace in front of these juniors.

Not at all!

"Zhuang master, the younger generation doesn't dare to lie, the senior brother did die because of that immortal soldier, that person has not entered the realm of foundation building, if there is no immortal soldier blessing, I can kill him."

The white monkey trembled and explained, and the rest of the people all nodded.

They didn't know how to react other than nodding.

They didn't know why the name of the Immortal Mansion where the sword master of the Forgotten Worry Sword was located was not the Forgotten Worry Mountain Villa but the Xuehou Village, but they knew that if this person wanted to kill them, even if their own sect came forward to protect it, it might not be feasible.

The white monkey said again: "The owner of the village, the younger generations are not cowardly, they are really not opponents, and the immortal soldier spirit seems to have the power of Jindan......

Huang Wangwu smiled and said, "I know." ”

The words fell, above the Zhuang Palace, a clear groan, and the sword came.

There are many kinds of sword groans, the domineering ones are like roaring, and the plain ones are like groaning.

The sword had fallen into Huang Wangwei's hand, and in the Zhuang Palace, a beautiful woman figure walked slowly.

was originally a Taoist couple, gradually immortal, the only beloved son, but he ended up like this, she couldn't have imagined it.

"Come in, the water is ready." The beautiful woman shouted from afar, and the ends of her hair were faintly disheveled.

The pain of losing a child, no matter how much you pay attention to your appearance, it is inevitable that there will be negligence.

Huang Wangwu turned around and walked in, as if he had no intention of talking to the white monkey and the others again.

His hands were still steady, still dry, fit to hold a sword.

The name of the sword forgets worries, and it is one of the famous swords in the cultivation realm of the Empty Desolate Star.

His cultivation realm may not be ranked among the hundreds of millions of cultivators in the Empty Desolate Star, but this sword can!

Not long after, in the Hall of Forgetting Worries, some people washed their hands, wiped their swords, bathed, changed their clothes, and the halo outside the hall seemed to be even more bleak.

The white monkey and the others had already left, and if they could, they wouldn't even want to step into this immortal mansion, and they didn't want to see Huang Wangwei.

If you don't want to see someone, you either hate them or you are afraid of them.

If in front of a person, his life is not in his hands, whoever comes will have the same idea.

Fortunately, the white monkeys made the right bet this time.

Fortunately, the white monkeys knew that if Huang Wangwu wanted to kill them, they could only obediently restrain their hands and stand by, no exceptions.

Forget your worries and never miss a sword!

No one has ever seen this sword, and of course there are monks who have seen it, but unfortunately the monks who have seen it are speechless.

Dead people can't speak.

And in Huang Wangwei's eyes, no matter what kind of "stinging demon" is stinging in the land of the end of the law, he will definitely go there.

Go kill someone!

Whoever killed Huang Gu, who he killed!

In fact, he had to go, even if he could bear the pain of losing his son, and he didn't want to face his wife's depressed face.

This face is undoubtedly good-looking, but the eyes on this face are extremely cold.

"Xiaoxue, I'm leaving, don't worry."

"Bring back the man's head, and I will keep him in front of Gu'er's grave day and night."

Huang Wangwu's eyes were sluggish, and he smiled and said: "Xiaoxue, I used to be a prince of the Nether Realm, and seeking revenge for Gu'er is a heavenly move, only killing people, not cutting off your head!" ”

The beautiful woman said: "I want to see this person's face, I want to know, what kind of person can kill Gu'er with a sword." ”

Huang Wangwu put down the silk handkerchief, the sword was polished, he got up, the sword into the sheath, and his back was behind him.

He said, "Good! ”

Stepping out of the hall, the divine pattern was vertical and horizontal, and the formation had been formed in a snap of his fingers, and a figure flew into it and traveled away.

The monk travels through the universe, some to find the avenue, some to improve the state of mind, and he goes in search of revenge.

The halo was still hanging above the sky, and the tips of the beautiful woman's hair were still messy, and she walked to Huang Gu's corpse, but the corners of her mouth were curled.

"Gu'er, my mother won't let you die in vain."

Forget your worries and never miss a sword!

That's where her confidence lies!

Xuehou Xuehou, Huang Wangwu was originally a Junhou flying into the sky and a monk in the lower realm, and she was originally from the vast world, the upper realm of the empty desolate cultivation realm......

Over the years, it seems that she is just a husband and a child, doing her duty as a couple, but she knows that if she makes a move, she may forget her worries and have no need to ......

……

Sky Lake.

The young man stood on top of the flat boat with his back hand, and his divine sense swept out, covering ten miles, and he was lucky.

Xiaolan is wearing a protective jade, and with Cui Dongshan's protection, there may be a chance to survive.

It's just that being lucky doesn't mean that emotion triumphs over reason.

Those monks are foundation building beginner level cultivators, and they are just body protection jade that can defend against the level of a martial arts master, which is just like an ornament.

But it is better to have hope than to fall into endless mourning.

Wei Wushuang knew this, so she was chatting about other topics, not necessarily really interested, but just wanted to divert this guy's attention.

Of course he knew, so he said everything.

"Qingqiong, the cultivation of those three people, I can't imagine, how did you get that sword?"

The young man looked at this face that looked like Ji Wei Ji, smiled and replied, "Because they are afraid." ”

"You are just gathering momentum, you haven't released your sword yet, you haven't released your sword, it means that they still have the strength to fight, and they can escape if they can't do it, why should you be afraid?"

"Because they are very strong, or rather, on the other side of Xianyin, they all belong to the characters who have touched the ceiling, and people with this strength have the ability to ascend, so they are afraid."

Wei Wushuang frowned, puzzled, and asked again: "I don't understand." ”

The young man smiled softly: "I don't understand, it's not necessarily a good thing, there were countless people present that day, and only those four people really understood the coercion of my sword, and one of them was a variable, so he survived, and the remaining three died." ”

The young man's divine consciousness was still blooming, and he said again with two hearts: "When it comes to their kind of cultivation, it is not much different from my current cultivation, so they can feel that kind of sword intent, so they will be afraid, and a person, once they are afraid, it will not be far from death." ”

Wei Wushuang was still frowning, still not understanding.

The young man shook his head slightly, and said in a surprising voice: "Miss Wei, if you understood at that time, or if you could feel the pressure of this sword, then you would probably also die, it would be a pity." ”

"Let's call me Wushuang, call me Miss Wei, it's too rusty."

Wei Wushuang was deliberately changing the topic, where would she really care about that sword, anyway, she knew that even if this guy didn't like herself thoroughly, at least he wouldn't shoot a sword at herself.

Shut up, teenager.

Knowing how to shut up is a sign of a mature and stable man, not to mention that his soul has been in the ring for five hundred years.

He shut up, but in his heart he shook his head, and the answer was in his heart.

Cutting a sword of immortals, this is the victory in the artistic conception, just like a sword against your eyebrows, like a shadow, unless it is a person who does not want to live, otherwise how can you not be afraid, once afraid, it means that the mood is no longer stable, the mood is not stable, even if the cultivation is high, it is inevitable to lose the battle.

A person with a sword is sometimes no different from a butcher with a knife, his mood is unstable, his hands are naturally unstable, the former cannot kill the enemy, and the latter cannot slaughter animals, a truth.

No matter how wide Tianhu Lake is, there is an end after all, and the end, of course, is the forbidden place in the backyard of the Qingxiu faction.

The sound of a loud boom had already entered his ears, and the young man frowned.

frowned, but it was definitely not because of the loud noise, but because the buildings of the Qingxiu faction had become a ruin "black charcoal".

Someone set fire!

Slaughter faction?!

Wei Wushuang's body was already trembling, she was not there, Li Cuiru should be able to take charge alone, how could it be such a scene......

Suddenly, the young man's heart trembled, and his expression was directly stiff, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or gloom.

In the divine sense, the protective jade exploded......

Barely stopping, he directly picked up Wei Wushuang and shot towards the clouds, castrating as fast as an earth-shattering lightning.

For more than a dozen breaths, ten miles of white sand was above the sky, and a cyan god crossed it.

When he was young, the young man who had used the body method in the void to the extreme had already seen the huge arc of light formation, and the hundreds of people from the hidden sect below were bombarding with crazy blooming breath.

The array hole has already penetrated, Cui Dongshan is maneuvering with his own strength, Hua Wuyi, Di Qinglong and the others have been able to avoid the breath several times under his hard support, and the body protection jade explosion he perceived before was because Xiao Daogu was hit, if there was no body protection jade, there must be no life at this moment.

The young man forcibly retracted his mood, and the rainbow shot down, and the sword light flashed, and the sword came out.

A sword is coming!

Cui Dongshan raised his head, and the old tears were already ......