With the knife in his hand, Su Yun cut through Zi Mingyao's jade finger without pity, and purple crystal blood droplets dripped down Zi Mingyao's jade-like fingers into the purple gold pan.

Suddenly, a low beast roar came from within the ring, followed by a huge coercion spreading, causing Su Yun's extremely powerful divine sense to frown slightly.

"Buzz ......"

Immediately, another low trill sounded out, as if an ancient murderer had awakened and stepped out of the river of time with the breath of the ancient.

"A faint true dragon's breath, a long memory. My name is the White Realm, the sword spirit of the White Realm, sleeping for eternity, and now I wake up to find the fate behind the Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm. ”

Suddenly, an incomparably majestic voice sounded in the purple gold pan, and the powerful coercion overshadowed the previous one, cutting off the towering ancient trees around it.

"Poof!"

The coercion passed, Zi Mingyao couldn't bear it, and spewed out a large mouthful of purple blood towards the purple gold pan again, and Su Yun's divine sense also retreated, becoming a little illusory.

"True dragon descendants, I didn't expect that there were real dragon descendants here, I felt the breath of the real dragon. ”

When Zi Mingyao's large amount of blood spurted into the purple gold pot, the majestic voice sounded again, but the terrifying coercion weakened a lot, and it seemed that after the sword spirit in the White Realm Sword awakened, it began to know how to control it.

"Hairy boy, untie me. Your broken sword has slashed the dragons, and the sword power after awakening is too great, and I am about to die. ”

Zi Mingyao's face was pale, very uncomfortable, and she could lose her fragrance at any time, although her words were still disrespectful, but there was no threat, more of a pleading.

Looking at Zi Mingyao's appearance, Su Yun's face did not change, but his body exuded a faint layer of purple qi, enveloping Zi Mingyao, and still did not untie her.

"Humph!"

Su Yun snorted coldly, and his divine thoughts poured out like a flood, and the fire of divine consciousness under the purple gold tweed suddenly exploded, and the purple gold tweezer shone brightly, and the heaven and earth spiritual qi in this sky turned into small whirlpools, surging towards the purple gold twinkle without interruption.

"Who is it? dare to refine the deity!"

The majestic voice was unfazed, still majestic, without the slightest panic, as if someone was just angry at its disrespect.

"Just a sword spirit, even dare to be respected, I was able to subdue you at the beginning, and I can do it now!"

Su Yun looked coldly at the Eternal Platinum Broken Sword of the Purple Gold Hammer, and her cold face made Zi Mingyao feel an illusion of death, just like the hairy boy who was giggling with her not long ago.

"It turned out to be you, the kid of the Su family. ”

That majestic voice was extremely indifferent, and it didn't take Su Yun in the slightest, and continued to sound and said: "Back then, in order to protect your Su family, the deity dispersed its spiritual energy, and its divine consciousness collapsed, leaving only a remnant of the origin consciousness, and after countless years of cultivation, it still couldn't recover the spiritual sense.

Now that you have recovered because of the true dragon's qi and blood, not only are you not grateful to the deity, but you are also ashamed to want to refine the deity, what a boldness!"

"Your so-called Su family has been annihilated for more than a million years, and I have nothing to do with them, why should I be grateful to you!"

Su Yun was still staring coldly at the purple gold ring, but the eternal platinum and chaotic qi in the ring had not changed at all, no matter how big the fire of divine consciousness was, it would not help.

"Millions of years? Is it so long? I see that your wheel of life has only passed for a hundred years, how can it be a million years!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Su Yun's divine sense was shocked, and he immediately returned to his physical body, stunned Zi Mingyao with one palm, and then stared at the White Realm Divine Sword, and said in disbelief: "Can you see my life wheel?!"

"How hard is that?"

Although the majestic voice was asking, it was extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotion, just stating a very ordinary thing, and said: "I am cast of eternal platinum, and I have been blessed by the ancestors of your Su family, and I have always blessed the Su family.

In the past 100,000 years, I don't know how many Su family members have sacrificed with essence blood, so naturally I know your Su family's bloodline, and your life wheel has only gone through a hundred years, you can't be wrong!"

"A hundred years... One hundred years..."

Su Yun muttered to himself a little nervously, and then smirked a little madly, and only regained his composure after a while, and said lightly: "It turns out that only a hundred years have passed. In that case, can you solve the problem I'm facing?"

"No, you can't. The Hongmeng purple qi in your body is very weird, like the kind at the beginning of the opening of the sky, but it is far from reaching that kind of terror and power, and it is extremely strange. ”

The White Realm Sword Spirit replied indifferently, making Su Yun a little disappointed but expected.

Although I don't know what kind of place Middle-earth Continent is, there are also countless great people who have cultivated to the heavens here, and it can't solve the situation he faces for millions of years, and it is reasonable that only a sword spirit who has only awakened can't do it.

"That said, give me time, I should be able to find out what is causing you to do this, and there may be a way to solve it at that time. ”

"Really?!"

The words of the White Realm Sword Spirit made Su Yun see hope, and he was a little excited, but he didn't show it too obviously, and said lightly: "Then how can I help you, I'm afraid I don't have so much time for you, there will be a catastrophe in this continent after a thousand years." ”

"It's okay, for the sake of the ancestors of the Su family and the 100,000-year sacrifice, after a thousand years, even if a catastrophe comes, I can guarantee you to leave. What's more, at present, you have sent me a great opportunity, stay away from this pot!"

The fate that the White Realm Sword Spirit said was naturally the root of the desolation in front of him, the spirit of Xuanhuang, and there was some excitement in the last words, obviously it was also very eager for the qi of the desolation.

Hearing this, Su Yun chose to believe it, and jumped into the distance with Zi Mingyao in his hand, appearing a hundred meters away in an instant.

At this time, the fragments of the White Realm Divine Sword floated up on their own, emitting a misty white light, and an old man with white hair and white beard appeared in the void, Su Yun was startled, that old man was the first generation of the Gu Su family, but at this time, it should be the phantom of the White Realm Sword Spirit.

Suddenly, the old man slapped the floating platinum broken sword hard, trying to shatter his broken sword again.

It's like shattering his own body, the divine power flows, and the old man's mind is immersed in it to control, competing to break his illusion.

The essence of Xuanhuang is like the moon, like the sun, very dazzling, constantly blending with the broken sword, under the control of the old man, the two are inseparable from each other, and gradually become a streamer.

It revolves around the purple gold pan, the mist is misty, mysterious and mysterious, and in the end, the brilliance is connotated, the edge is gone, it becomes unpretentious and simple, and the two qi of the mist, the Xuanhuang and the two qi flow naturally, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

At the beginning of heaven and earth, at the beginning of the universe, a little heavenly essence and earth essence were born, which is the mother of all things, has unimaginable mysterious power, and is the treasure of refining weapons

The old man carefully controlled it, and did not rush to cast the sword body, in order to completely fuse the two, he continued to temper this qi, and at the same time walked towards the purple gold brand.

Let the spirit of Xuanhuang tolerate the purple gold tweer, repeatedly copy and temper, and want to become one with it, and at the same time, the aura of heaven and earth continues to flash out, the old man wants to comprehend this heaven and earth through the purple gold tweer, and engrave the natural Dao pattern of this heaven and earth on his sword.

It was destined to be a long process that took time to grind slowly, and everything went smoothly at the beginning, without accidents, and with a good start.

In this way, Su Yun temporarily stayed by this lake, watching the old man forge his sword, and at the same time imposing several seals on Zi Mingyao to prevent her from breaking the ban.

Time is in a hurry, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

The lake is misty and sparkling, and the shore is lush with trees and fragrant flowers.

Under a towering ancient tree, Zi Mingyao couldn't move and was imprisoned there.

Su Yun ignored her screams and concentrated on painting her beautiful face with the pen in his hand.

He put down the pen quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a toad took shape, he nodded, seemed to be satisfied, put the pen in his hand aside, took a mirror, and placed it in front of Zi Mingyao's eyes.

"Ah!!h

Zi Mingyao screamed loudly, as if she had encountered the most terrible thing, and she wanted to tear people's eardrums, she was extremely angry, gritted her teeth, and glared at Su Yun with big eyes.

"Half a month has passed, and you have only written an ancient scripture for me, it is too little, I need a complete scripture!"

Speaking of this, Su Yun changed his words, followed by good temptation, and said very gently: "I have the essence of Xuanhuang, which is difficult to find for thousands of generations, if you explain the ancient scriptures to me, I will send you the spirit of the wilderness, speaking of which, we are mutually beneficial, and no one suffers." ”

Zi Mingyao was indeed a little moved, her big eyes blinked and blinked, and she said, "I need time to think about it slowly." ”

"Don't think I don't know you want to stall. ”

Su Yun sat opposite, prepared a pen and paper, unsealed the seal on Zi Mingyao's right hand, and said, "Don't rub it off, the aura of the desolation is close at hand, don't you want to collect it?"

Zi Ming Yao said angrily: "You are too much, I have already given you several treasures, you are still not satisfied, it's a big deal that I will die with you." As long as I die, the mark on my body will definitely appear in the Purple Dragon Royal Clan, and everything that happens will be revealed!"

Su Yun was speechless for a moment, pushed a phoenix hairpin, two bracelets, and a pair of earrings in front of her, and said with some tears and laughter: "These things, how do you let me take them out and use them." Just write me the ancient scriptures, and I will pay you back. ”

Zi Mingyao suddenly changed her expression, burst into tears, and said: "It's not that I don't want to write the ancient scriptures, the family elder has a fairy spell in my heart, if I dare to reveal it, I will be in a state of mind on the spot!"

Su Yun chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Don't be so pitiful, I don't believe what you said." ”

Zi Ming Yaomei's eyes were filled with mist, and she sobbed helplessly: "I have never been hostile to you, I have even let go of the people in the Qixia Holy Land, and I have no intention of harming you, but you treat me like this." ”

This really made Su Yun very ashamed, after catching this hot potato, he felt that it was difficult to deal with it, he couldn't kill it, and if he let it go, he would suffer endlessly, and he kept asking the ancient scriptures, but he didn't get the mystical method.