Magic Sword Genesis.

An artifact of suppression in the depths of the Yan Mountain, an unexpected surprise.

Everyone should have a weapon that best suits him.

Showers don't need weapons. It's just that the "injustice" that belongs to the past once wished to have!

- The heavens shook, and the rubble fell from the dark caverns.

Only then did the four swordsmen who were still alive suddenly remember what kind of turbulent single-edged swordsman the Yanshan outcast who stood here and killed one person with one finger was once him. Before the Iron Clan's catastrophe, he had been expelled from Yanshan, otherwise, with his qualifications, the catastrophe might not have turned around at all!

"Not good!" The Heavenly Sword Master immediately pulled out the pillar and was the first to make a move in anger. The Earth Swordsman's bones are not cold, and the reason why his people want to kill is not to avenge him.

However, the magic sword that was suppressed in the hinterland of Yanshan had already penetrated the mountain wall and landed with a bang, swinging three feet to the ground! The cave located in the middle of the mountain's belly couldn't bear the overflowing power and collapsed on the spot, and the wind pressure set off carried the anger of the demons for a long time, and came straight towards the Heavenly Sword Master.

If it weren't for the fact that the Great Sword Master, who had the deepest skill, helped in time in mid-air, the Heavenly Sword Master would have been killed on the spot at this time, not just being brushed by the sword wind, leaving half of his cheeks with blood...... "Be careful-"

The magic sword standing proudly, like a dead black butterfly, exudes a strong aura that does not belong to the world. This force seemed to be angry and resentful, and the moment it landed, there were scorch marks on the undispersed flame imprint, and then it froze into frost in an instant, turning everything it came into contact with into a dead domain!

No one cares about the magic sword anymore.

Four swordsmen strike again at the same time! Trying to cut off the source of the disaster before it becomes irreparable, it is the one who causes the earth fire to dissipate and seal the confusion and attract the magic sword to the sky.

However, Shower didn't look at the magic sword. Since he got rid of the identity of the demon monk, he has fallen into a very strange state, and the relics hanging around his neck continue to exude holy qi to maintain the balance of his state of mind, but since the killing thought was opened, the old memories that he gradually recalled made him ignore the four lives in front of him, and always felt that since living was just a waste, why not die-

"Sword, come!"

Using the Yan Mountain to forge a sword that was once the most suitable for him, this is the purpose of Storm Rain's trip, the Demon Sword Creation expressed strong dissatisfaction because it was neglected, and with a hum, the frost qi accelerated to spread around, affecting the offensive of the four sword masters.

Du Fanglin couldn't know about this scene in Yanshan in advance, but the early birth of the magic sword creation had already made some people related to it feel their own feelings. In this way, he could also indirectly speculate whether Shower was close to the Demon Sword.

Instead of letting the magic sword under the Yan Mountain create the future for others to obtain for a while.

It is better to take and use it in advance now, put an end to the scourge, and refuse to sacrifice.

As for the five swordsmen, they were already "damned".

Then it doesn't matter!

Du Fanglin's gaze moved forward from the clouds, and continued to stare at the scars of the years.

At this moment, the scar of the years had just had time to touch his scabbard, and he let out a sigh of relief...... This task can't be done, shouldn't you just sit on the ground and rest for a while, chew a piece of grass, and wait for Su Zhenzhen, who senses that something is wrong, to come to the rescue?

Yan Mountain.

The mountain, towering like a sword, has disappeared from the flames.

The crater covered in frost had only a few broken chains left.

Further down the darkness, a person who was imprisoned in a deeper part and exuded a thick demonic aura felt it, and suddenly raised his head from his blood-red hair, and let out a roar of unwilling desire from his mouth—

The action of this person completely imprisoning the iron chains of his limbs again and again once again caused a new round of shock in the hot mountain.

At this time, Shower Yusheng sighed again and closed his five fingers!

"Take measures to thank the name of the time, and look at the world in leisure; People are not as clever as the sky, and the wit is like the peace of the heart! ”

The poem that used to belong to the uneven reading echoed in his memory, but more of it was the years after getting along with Du Fanglin, a trace of coldness and sorrow emerged from the bottom of his heart - and finally made people realize that something was wrong, the sword cultivator's heart was as cold as iron, and there was such a surging heart, always recalling the past, this is not the style of striking iron!

Shower Yu crushed the relics hanging around his neck through his clothes!

The breath of an evil spirit was impressively mixed with the original holy qi, originating from the six dreams and attracting the six dusts. Just now, the extra things on his body that have been on his body for a while suddenly flashed in his mind, and the relics are indeed mixed with techniques that can attract people's souls, if this is not an evil spirit suddenly turning sexually joking, or someone is kicking him into the pit.

"It's not kind!"

A person who comes from an evil way only becomes a friend because he has pledged his life, and sometimes he hopes that person will let go of some of his ego; But when people who are regarded as friends are really "ill-intentioned", it makes people a little faintly distracted.

The sound of clanging on the ground, echoing in my ears from deep to shallow, was the joyful sound of another sword appearing in the sky - birth and the depths of earth fire.

Through the fusion of several poisons contained in the lava, they gathered in a kind of wood that is not afraid of red flames for a long time, and in the long years, it has been refined into gold and stone by the iron of the lungs of the Yan Mountain, and gradually sharpened into a sword between the magic sword creation and the fire of the lungs.

Someone once mentioned that the special structure of the lungs in the Yan Mountain is very suitable for sharpening swords. That person also mentioned that there was a person in Dongying who spent fifty years observing the stone milk dripping water to become a sword, and finally the sword was completed......

Compared to the light and thin sword of smoke and rain forged by himself, this is a sword that is more suitable for the true obsession of the past, the sword has always been here, waiting to be discovered since its birth, this is not a reason. Shower thought to himself: I never knew why I came here, but then I should take my sword and ask for an answer!

The humming sword roared, as if the joy of the sword spirit at the beginning of its birth, and it was the owner's unexpected gain, what a surprise.

A trace of invisible poison then rose, and the magic sword aura was also far away, even if it was invincible, it had to resist persistently. Under this violent conflict, a ring of protection is naturally formed.

The four swordsmen pounced in the air, but they couldn't get close at all, and their white hair withered in just a few breaths, their eyes and nose bleed, and they all fell to the ground.

The sword of lifelessness, the ancestor of all poisons. Like the light breath, tough as the reed of a rock, the unyielding entanglement of ice and fire, the cold and biting haze under the fierceness of lava, the sword body condensed by ten thousand poisons, but it is a living thing growing in a desperate situation in the world!

This sword desperately blocked the breath of the magic sword's creation, and obediently hovered in front of Shower Yusheng's body.

The extremely thin sword body is as light as a fallen leaf, showing a crystal clear life-like green, printed with wisps of golden veins formed by iron essence, and after drinking the blood of its master, it will scream with displeasure at the magic sword in front of him.

Shower Yusheng wiped the sword with his fingers, and after getting rid of the influence of the evil spirit spell, his mind finally calmed down completely, "Sword name, poison!" ”

This is the story of his burial here with his own hands, it is the evil thoughts of the past, the struggle of life and death of the Heavenly Fox Demon Monk like poisoning before, and the "past" that needs to be fused to reverse the Spring and Autumn Law to the end. The future must be based on the past, he agrees.

And then go out and have a good time? Maybe I'll go out to drink and eat, find a gentle place, sleep for three days and three nights, and then go to see that person!

"I've already taken this step." Shower Yu said, "Poison, can you show me the scenery from above?" ”

The magic sword that was left out in the cold spread a terrifying demonic aura outward.

Shower turned to look at Genesis as if in thought.

The Great Sword Master, who struggled against the stone wall with his back and bled from his seven orifices, and his old tone was unwilling: "How, how can it be ......?"

"Don't touch the magic sword to create the world!" The Heavenly Sword Master is still not dead, and he is still struggling.

"Iron Clan...... Ho Gu! The world, what a Gu! Just look at the affection accepted by our clan back then, you, you go quickly-" Another swordsman barely supported himself, begging bitterly.

"Did I say back then that your sword-forging skills were too domineering?"

Thinking about whether this was Du Fanglin's purpose in the end, Shower Yusheng looked at the four sword masters again and said.

The Great Sword Master's eyes widened suddenly: "You ......"

"In a place like the Red Mansion Sword Pavilion, you also dare to cast a sword for it, have you ever asked the iron body, have you ever asked the sword spirit?"

"But it doesn't matter. ”

He said, "Rest in peace! "With a flick of his fingers, the body of the poison sword was snapped, and a sword mark scattered in all directions!

“…… Someone told me this story. ”

If the Iron Clan dies, it will be able to eliminate the scourge of the Demon Sword. One sword mark, four lives, very simple operation. As long as the cause and effect are understood, no matter how complex things are, they are just a simple thread...... This seems to be what the man often says.

The four human bodies were wiped out.

The poisonous blood meandered through the cracks in the stone, and the moment it touched the magic sword, the wind was calm and the frost disintegrated.

If these Iron Clan swordsmen still had souls, they might be crying and laughing, but this is the case, but this is the result. Shower Yusheng continued to look down at the magic sword creation that had slowly faded into frost, and some inexplicable thoughts were spinning in his heart. For example, how about smashing this cave and letting the obsession belonging to the Iron Clan go to the burial of Yanshan?

"I'm really unwilling." Shower Yusheng said in a deep voice, "I really don't want to take you away...... he raised his left hand, his palm was filled with internal force, and he was facing the cave wall!

The magic sword stood silently.

The frost fades, the hideousness is less, and the creation is innocent.

Outside the Pingshui Cave.

Except for the previous heavenly induction, Du Fanglin didn't think much about Yanshan. His eyes have been on the body of the scars of the years, standing quietly in this beautiful place, taking a short rest, waiting for a proper result on Qu Shitu's side.

It doesn't matter if it's not appropriate.

Just like on the Yan Mountain, it doesn't matter if the iron striker can't bring back the magic sword.

Or when he came back, someone directly smashed the creation in his face...... It doesn't matter even more.

As long as you can take the first step, there is always a way to make up for it.

For example, Qu Shitu, who suddenly started talking nonsense!

"Is it true? Ah, Su is really ......."

was pointed at his head by the holy halberd god with a sigh, and his acting skills went online in a second, and he saw Qu Shitu suddenly crying and laughing, not afraid of the danger in front of him:

"Hahaha—did I really send it? Is Su really alive? No, Su is really dead—really dead! He broke his promise, so I could get in...... Without Ning Bizhou, there is no way to woo...... Do you hear that, she said, she was lonely...... "Circle is coming."

There were a few times when he was almost cut on the head by the holy halberd, but the tenacious Qu Shitu persevered firmly.

When wiping his tears, he peeked at the coffin, and there was a stunning woman sleeping neatly inside, with black hair and a shawl, and her red clothes were gorgeous, and her appearance looked a little similar to the person sleeping in the ice pool on Yan Guiren's side.

If someone can turn the "corpse" in the coffin over, they can also see a note on the red clothes on the back: "BJD".