The Yaotai Yinque and the Immortal Mountain Qiongge on the Qinglan of the sea of clouds all turned into broken walls under that sword, and the sword shimmered, slashing on the overpass one by one.

The huge stone bridge across the dome was suddenly broken into two, and the sword aura was brilliant, rushing straight up to the sky, as if he wanted to cut the sky under the sword.

At this moment, countless golden figures rose from the ruins and soared into the sky, like moths on fire, meeting the sword.

As soon as the sword stabbed out, countless golden figures fell from the sky, turning into black shadows in the dim golden light, and gradually annihilated above the sea of clouds.

The long sword is ruthless, even if it has cut down countless living beings, there is still no intention of retreating, the sword light is back, pointing to the sky, those golden figures are still fearless to the death towards the giant sword, another sword stabbed out, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

The few remaining Xuanxiao Danque also turned into a broken wall under the sword, and above the sky, a purposeless face suddenly appeared, with a strange red light under the miserable white complexion.

The dark lips on the human face opened and closed, and actually sucked the sword light into it, and the remaining golden figures shouted in unison, as if celebrating the end of this catastrophe, who knew that the eyeless face sighed, the sun and moon in the sky were dimmed from then on, the fire and rain poured down, and the cry on the sea of clouds resounded through the nine heavens.

The golden clouds gradually faded, and the sea of clouds returned to its previous appearance, at this time, Zi Nanli seemed to have collapsed, and he lost half of his strength, the previous scene seemed to be real, and the long sword brought him the pressure of heart.

In the previous life, who could catch that sword, the king of the underworld can't, let him be monstrous, and he can't stop the sword that cuts the sky, and the earth can't, hell doesn't swear to become a Buddha, and if he can't become a Buddha, how can he withstand the sword that destroys the sky.

Zi Nanli swallowed his saliva, his heart was like a river overturning the sea, he took a deep breath, trying to remind himself in his heart that everything had passed, and the sword that seemed to be invincible had not been sucked away by the eyeless face.

Wen Buxian obviously saw Fang Cai's scene more than once, he just gasped slightly, his face was a little pale, he subconsciously wanted to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, but found that his forehead was slightly cold.

"When did this happen?" Zi Nanli asked in a trembling voice, and at this moment he felt as if he was still under that sword light.

Wen Buxian frowned, thought for a while, and then shook his head and said: "I don't know, the first time I saw those illusions, I was thinking, it was because of that sword that fell, Yang Chao fell into the underworld due to the break of the bridge.

Or is it because the bridge was cut off, and the yin turned into yang? It's a pity that the fog is over here, and there is no other news about the origin of this yang chao in the past thousand years, except for the vision of Fang Cai."

Zi Nanli was confused when he heard it, and he didn't say anything harmless, it didn't help him to understand this Yang Chao magic lamp, he was originally lying on this sea of clouds, but when the vision was born, he jumped up in shock, and when the long sword slashed, he was obviously terrified, and his whole body trembled, as if as long as he was prostrate on the ground and bowed to the sword, he could be a little easier.

But he just didn't want to, obviously he was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, and he should have slipped to the extreme, but he had to stand there straight like a stubborn young man, and let the sword fall down, and he didn't move.

It was only at this moment that he was shocked by the pain in his palm, and he spread out his palm, and his eyes were blood-red, and he didn't know when he had dug up the flesh and blood in his palm.

Zi Nanli shook his hands that were getting more and more painful, and said depressedly: "Uncle Wen, remember to remind me first next time there is such an exciting scene, you look at this for me, make me bloody, if this is seen by the wine fairy outside, I don't know how to think about it."

Wen Bu's pale face finally swelled with a smile, he stroked his beard and smiled: "What are you?" When I first saw it, I almost bit my tongue in fright."

Zi Nanli also laughed when he heard this, and said matter-of-factly: "Well, it seems that I am much stronger than you."

After being silent for a long time, the two fell into silence again for some reason, Wen Buxian picked up the hilt of the sword in his hand and thought for a long time, as if he had made a great determination, and handed the hilt to Zi Nanli on the side.

"You can keep this shadow sword, the sword of the channel, although there is only an empty shell left, it is far more powerful than the ordinary divine weapons in the world, if it weren't for the monster in the sky with a big mouth and sucked this sword soul, this kind of divine object would not fall into the hands of you and me."

Zi Nanli took the hilt of the sword, tilted his head and thought for a while, and asked, "Without the sword soul, is this sword still valuable?" ”

Wen Buxian shook his head and smiled: "Even if there is no sword soul, such an empty shell in the mortal world will make people fight for their heads, the sword of the Dao, in the next step is the sword of the Dao, becoming an immortal, just around the corner"

After Zi Nanli heard this, he rubbed his little hand and said excitedly: "Isn't that a priceless treasure, how much can it be worth Xuanhui?"

Wen Bu, who had just recovered a little bit of vitality, was almost frightened by Zi Nanli's words, and he trembled: "You...... You want...... Sold Chengying"

At this moment, Zi Nanli was holding the sword body with both hands, squinting an eye, carefully looking at this sword of the leading way, hearing the words that did not harm Zi Nanli didn't look back, nodded and said: "Yes, wouldn't it be a pity if such an artifact is not sold."

Hearing this, he was dumbfounded, and he was speechless for a while.

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"What kind of realm is this?" Zi Nanli squatted on the ground, looked at the black inky soil under his feet, and asked curiously.

Wen Buxian next to him blushed, and replied reluctantly: "This place is called the Cangling Realm."

Zi Nanli grabbed the black soil on the ground and looked at it carefully: "Oh, Cangling Realm, what's the use!" ”

The corners of Wen Bu's eyes twitched, as if he was trying his best to restrain something, he took a breath and said, "Cang Ling is one of the Five Heavenly Emperors, the god of Si Chun?" What do you say it's for?"

Zi Nanli was stunned, looked up and said, "I want to know and ask you."

"Everything grows, dead wood grows in spring, that's what it means, in this spirit world, whatever you plant can grow, that is...... Little bastard, what are you doing" Wen Buxian's face was bulging, and there were some signs that he was going to go berserk.

Zi Nan smiled, and a little embarrassed dug out Xuanhui who was buried in the soil again, scratched his head and smiled: "Didn't you say that everything grows?" I want to try it, if I bury Xuanhui in it, I can grow a few more."

Hearing the old man's voice in his heart: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the disciple can't help it", he grabbed Zi Nanli's neck and roared: "What do you have in your head?" Or did you have to shout about lack of money all the time in your previous life? That Chengying also wants to pick up and sell, are you stupid? Isn't it?"

Zi Nanli turned his head, tried his best to avoid the foaming star that spewed out, and said with an innocent face: "That sword has no sword soul, it's useless to come, what's more, I don't know how to cultivate now, isn't it a tyrannical thing to hold such a divine weapon?" I sold it and replaced it with Xuanhui, which is called making the best use of things,

In the future, whether to find a piece of mountain to be the king and hegemon, or to find an empire to buy an official to be a prestige, this has the capital, besides, I am also for you."

Hearing that it was not harmful, this Zi Nanli looked like a decent child, how could he have a hooligan atmosphere in his bones, and then he heard Zi Nanli actually say that he was going to sell the Chengying for him, and he couldn't help but call him angry, the old man's eyes widened, showing his yellowed teeth, as if he was going to eat people, and said: "Okay, tell me how to do it for me, I won't come one, two, three, four, I will swallow you alive"

Zi Nanli rolled his eyes, with a look of disbelief: "Just your body, be careful to hold you to death for a while" Seeing the old man's angry hair rushing to the crown, the few beards were all rooted, Zi Nanli immediately turned pale and said: "Didn't you say that Yang Chao has no heaven and earth vitality, and he will not be able to hold on to the end of the game?" Isn't that Xuanhui able to solve the urgent need, but there are only a few left on me?

Enough for you to make for a few days? Do you really watch you die after using it? Since that Chengying is an artifact, it must be able to sell for a lot of money, and if you have money, you will have Xuanhui, you will first use Xuanhui to hang your life, and then think about whether there is any way to solve this problem once and for all.

If you still can't think of it, I see that there are a lot of broken magic weapons on that sea of clouds, and I am looking for it, there must be a lot of valuable objects, when the time comes, hehe"

Zi Nanli smiled stupidly, his eyes were black when he smelled harm, and the way he dared to love this kid was to demolish the house! This uncompetitive bastard.