Chang Xuanxuan, Mo Feisheng and the others who got into the car immediately behind Yuan Shengtian also had an unbelievable look on their faces, and after passing through the car door, their bodies that had been refined into Yin Demon Yuan Shen and Puppet bodies were completely renewed, and they unconsciously returned to the state they were in before being killed by Sheng Wuxuan.

The reborn souls under the sword have entered the realm one after another, those red floating islands did not resist and refuse as before, and the martial arts primordial god and the self-nature realm were like the cowherd and weaver girl who had reunited after a long absence, rolling together like glue.

"Mr. Tai, thank you for your kindness, I'll wait ......"

The bald driver waved his hand impatiently: "Get in the car and go inside, don't block the door." ”

The radio of the cross-border bus sounded the prompt tone of the announcer:

"Dear passengers, welcome to take the special line of Shengwuxu Private Senior High School of Thunder Cliff Public Transport Group Co., Ltd.

This car is free to ride, passing through 1,637 stations in the known worlds on both sides of the air and sea, and the terminal is Thunder Cliff Taigongguan Station, sincerely thank you for your ride, we will serve you wholeheartedly.

Please get off first and then get on, and if you get on the bus, please go inside. ”

The Yin Demon Puppet refined by the previous graduates has been drained by the Demon Sword Spirit, and the Yin Essence has disappeared, and there are still more than 1,000 students and more than 100 Yin Demon teachers left in Sheng Wuxu's Private High School, all of whom are following the prompts of the Crossing Bus at this moment, and queuing up to get on the bus quietly and orderly.

After the radio sounded, the air around the bus was forbidden to fly, and extraordinary power could not be used, and even the sound of more than 40 decibels could not be emitted.

At least the teachers and students of the original walkers of the lower realm of the White Tribulation lined up to get on the bus honestly like ordinary people, and their quality was so good that they were like Sakurajima people living in the articles on the official account.

They are ordinary people.

……

Juan Shiyu reluctantly controlled his new body, which had not yet adapted to it, and held the armrests of the ice blue wheelchair with both hands to get up.

The disharmony between the form and the gods was more serious than imagined, and the martial arts spirit and body of the judge were convulsive, and he got up halfway and fell back into the wheelchair.

There was no one next to the ice blue wheelchair, and there was no one in the second year of the Maritime School around her.

Sheng Wuxu's private high school is over, and he doesn't care about any credits and grades, who wants to stand with this cold-blooded and ruthless woman.

The green tendons on the back of her pale hand burst out, and she forcibly suppressed the spasmodic pain coming from her primordial spirit, and tried to get up from her wheelchair again.

"Can you hurry up, it's slow, there are so many people waiting to get on the bus in the back."

Someone in the crowd behind him muttered.

Juan Shiyu gritted his teeth and propped up his heavy body again, holding the wheelchair back with one hand, and reaching for the slash on the door of the cross-border bus with the other hand.

She took a step forward slowly, and although she tensed the muscles in her legs with all her strength, she still lost her balance in the spasm of the primordial spirit, and the whole person fell backwards.

The ice-blue wheelchair that was lifted by someone steadily caught the words of the interrogator, and the man held the wheelchair and the long black straight woman in the wheelchair, and strode towards the door of the cross-border bus.

"Your current level of disability, it's better to be on crutches, a wheelchair is not suitable for you.

When these two feet are off the ground, the brain is turned off, so can it be good? ”

"I don't have to worry about you!"

The man behind him sneered:

"Heh, what do I want to do, can you still control me?"

……

Everyone had boarded the crossing bus, and the radio sounded again:

"When the vehicle starts, please stand firm and take the initiative to give up a seat for the elderly, weak, sick, disabled, pregnant and passengers with children."

Tai Bong first hit the engine of the cross-border bus, waved his hand to remove the new wind barrier of the civilization tree around the bus, and prepared to drive off.

At this time, a desolate inky purple sword light finally transmitted the sound to the boundary crossing bus.

"Taigong, the little slave is still of some use to you, please be merciful and take the little slave with you!

Zhou Bofu, a despicable villain, was mad, and he did something to the little slave just now.

In another hour and a half, the little slave has worked hard to cultivate a line of wisdom will be doomed, please raise your noble hand to save the little slave, the little slave will be a slave in the future, and the grass will be a ring to repay your great kindness. ”

The inky purple skeletal evil sword floated in the center of the sword immortal ruins, and the ghost inscription on the sword body was becoming blurred, and the ugly rusty spots corroded the body and sword spirit of the evil sword like a piranha.

The voice of the Demon Sword Spirit just now was hoarse and faint, this peerless evil sword that had once swept the heavens with Sheng Wuxu was on the verge of extinction.

"Demon, you're wrong about one thing.

The hands and feet on your body were not made by Zhou Bofu, they were hidden prohibitions left by Sheng Wuxuan before he died.

He is a cleanliness person who doesn't like others to use his own things.

No matter who it is, as long as someone breaks the Zhou Heaven Realm ban, you will die.

Don't you like this set of kings and ministers very much, the king wants his ministers to die, and the main slave dies, since you are a good slave, you should die happily now. ”

Taebong adjusted the rearview mirror first, the gear was loosened, and the wheels of the cross-border bus began to turn.

"Taigong! Sheng Wuxu Since this is the case, the little slave and him no longer have half a relationship, please save me, the little slave ......"

"I'm sorry, but I also have a cleanliness fetish, and I don't like to use things that disgusting people use."

The bald driver stepped on the accelerator and drove the crossing bus to escape through the void, and in the rearview mirror, the Sword Immortal Ruins World and the dark purple sword light exploded and shattered in the terrible wail, turning into a flash of sparks in the depths of the other side of the empty sea.

"Filthy spark."

Yuan Shengtian stared at the ruined Sword Immortal Ruins through the window of the cross-border bus, and the meaning of a thousand years of unpeace in his chest finally faded.

"Lao Yuan, why don't we go to Baichuan Haiji to buy something first, I just read it in the business news section of "Lessons from the World", and now the group purchase of the Red Robber Walker's individual equipment is discounted by seven percent and coupons are given, and the crystal clusters on our self-nature realm have not moved at all for more than 1,800 years, and we can buy a lot of things."

Dong Cunzhen was holding a colorful magazine in his hand, and countless pictures of strange commodities from the known worlds on both sides of the Jieyuan Kukai were changing endlessly in the magazine.

"Look at this new business light luxury style Granzon retracts the cannon, buy two pieces for a 20% discount, and you can also use shopping allowances across stores, which is too affordable."

Mo Feisheng was also holding a copy of "The Lessons of the World" in his hand, and shook his head when he heard the words:

"It's just a skinned old gun, there is no innovation, and the Granzon individual transformation series is too cost-effective. Lao Dong, you are planning to go to the Border Wasteland Universe to hunt giant planet demons, if you want me to say that you should buy a few more sets of rose floating cannons...... Of course, I bought the professional version.,Didn't you read the introduction here?,Rose_bit_Pro's fire control system won the Black Dot Award for the Boundary Plain.,Although it's only an Excellence Award, it's also very powerful.。 ”

Several of the former sword spirits discussed their shopping plans fiercely, they had already read the passenger manual on the crossing bus, and knew that Tai Bong Xian was only sending them back to their hometown for the sake of breaking off the thousand-year cause and effect of the Void. And Mr. Tai himself is a decent straight man, and he has no interest in these five big and three rough red robbery minions at all, this cross-border bus passes through the home world of all the teachers and students of Sheng Wuxu Private High School and several famous air and sea port areas, and everyone can get off at any time.

The strings that have been stretched in the hearts of the souls under the sword for more than a thousand years have finally loosened, and now they just want to go on a shopping spree to vent a wave.

"I'll talk about buying things later, aren't you going to take care of these students?" Yuan Shengtian couldn't help but say loudly when he saw that his former colleagues were discussing how to get a few coupons.

Hearing his words, several other sword souls looked at each other.

"Old Yuan, what do you mean, why are you addicted to teaching, and you still want to continue teaching and educating people?"