"No, that's my sword, where are you going?"

"The whole sect is attacking, looking for the direction of the sword."

"I estimate that since Wan Jian was summoned by a god, and the god has disappeared now, then Wan Jian is likely to go in the direction of the author."

"It makes sense, but the world is so big, no one can analyze where these swords are going."

"Look, there is an update post on the Internet, above Lizhou, ten thousand swords came out of the void, like a migratory bird, extremely fast, heading west, followed by many people to chase."

"Hurry up and get the map, where is the west of Lizhou, these swords are all famous swords, but they don't recognize the master, once they are seized, it will hurt me to death."

"The latest news, ten thousand swords passed through the Yuntian Waterfall and continued westward."

"Quickly open the space teleportation, forget it, directly use resources to open the wormhole and move."

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Song Ren never expected that after the god Li Chungang borrowed someone else's sword, he patted his ass and left, leaving him to return the sword.

He could feel that the tens of thousands of famous swords were all coming towards him in the dark.

He is now in Linghua Pavilion as a musician steamed bun, and he is also a face that will walk the continent in the future, think about it, those swords are running towards him with a face full of 'affection', as long as he is not a fool, he knows what his other identity is.

Therefore, Song Ren didn't even say hello to Xuanyi for the first time, and directly opened the Eight Fu Gate and ran away.

With the rain talisman coming out, more than a thousand miles later, sensing that there was no one, and those ten thousand swords who began to turn, Song Ren instantly changed his clothes and put on his smiling mask.

If you are not afraid of just in case, you are afraid of 10,000.

The thunder talisman and the wind talisman moved, and they were already nearly four thousand miles away from the Linghua Pavilion, and they were panting at the moment, and the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm was enough to support the last talisman after completion.

Song Ren moved again, and the electric talisman flickered, spanning more than 1,300 miles again.

Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, with the help of the mimic card, he has already completed all his cultivation.

And those who follow those famous swords of good quality, with the help of other people's report positions, quickly jump the wormhole.

Some people want to get back their own swords, such as Wanjianmen, and there are many people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to fight, if these famous swords are obtained at random, they can be used as heirlooms.

Of course, there are other people who have other thoughts to speculate whether these famous swords are following the author.

Now this author, who has written three books for a hundred years, has truly become a legend, and many people are extremely curious about the power and power behind him.

And the author himself rarely appears in the outside world, and does not seek to see the author, just to see which side of the author is in, even if he is on the periphery.

In short, each has a ghost.

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Turbulent Cloud Stream is a land with endless lava fields, the surface of the ground is red, almost to the point of no grass, and there are also rocks, and the surrounding hundreds of miles are similar to the Gobi Desert.

Two white-eyed wolves with glowing eyelids shrugged their noses, jumped over a rock, looked around, and suddenly, as if stepping on something, one of them suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and the other immediately bent down, baring its teeth and throat low and threatening.

In the end, he sensed something and whimpered directly, and fled with his tail.

On one of the rock walls, two eyes suddenly rolled, and then, a youkai with a human body but a chameleon's head slowly separated from the stone wall.

Looking at the pile of blood mist, he laughed shamefully: "The inferior race dares to offend this place, and I don't know how my emperor was injured?" ”

He was just about to continue lurking, when he suddenly sensed something, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a sudden ripple in the void above his head, and then a man wearing plain clothes and a mask on his face staggered out.

The whole body is even more sluggish, and it looks like he is out of breath.

Yo, in such a deserted place, there are still Terrans coming, but looking at it like this, it seems that they are fleeing for their lives alone.

Could it be that the fisherman has made himself a profit?

But why is this person's outfit so familiar, and where do you seem to have seen it?

The lizard's eyes spun three hundred and sixty degrees behind the rocks, and then pulled out a scroll from its body.

When I opened it, it was the Terran author who called 'Have the ability to hit me'.

The author's costume has long been exposed, and there are videos of him in many places on the Tiandao Network of the human race, and some high-level officials of the demon race cannot sense it, so it is worth painting it through some means, and everyone has a copy.

"It can't be such a coincidence, did the other party chase after him for revenge, or did someone else pretend to be him?" The lizard spirit was frightened for a while, and was just about to take an observation, when it suddenly looked towards the east.

There was a black dot there from far and near, with a whistling sound that broke through the air, and he tilted his head to look carefully, and suddenly his face turned white with fright.

Because the black dot was constantly magnifying, and then it turned into countless black pressed swords, looking at the one above his head, what else was he saying.

exposed, the hiding place of himself and others is exposed.

Without saying a word, the lizard immediately pounced forward and burrowed directly into the ground.

At this moment, under this red rock, there is a huge hollow, which is temporarily opened, and there is a formation outside to protect it from dissipating demonic energy.

And at this moment, the Demon Emperor Long Panzi, a ghost-faced boy, in addition to his chest is sunken, there is a huge crack in his back, and blood is constantly flowing out, and his breath is extremely sluggish.

The moment he fled, he was still chased by the sword of the god, if it wasn't for the more life-saving hole cards, I am afraid that he would have been cut in half at this moment.

His face was pale, and he trembled as he looked at a crystal coffin in front of him.

In the coffin, it was the skeleton that had completely turned into a blood-red color, and the bone wings on both sides were gently closed, and if you looked closely, you could find that on the bones, there seemed to be faint blood streaks that began to flow and condense......

Long Panzi looked at it and smiled miserably, although the price paid was greater, but after all, it lived up to expectations, and the second plan was realized.

Of course, it would be perfect if the bones could be implanted in the gods before they were condensed.

But at this moment, you have to bring it back, and the Demon Emperor doesn't know how to reward himself.

Thinking of this, he was just about to laugh, but another mouthful of blood spurted out, making his breath weak again, he gasped, took out a large bottle of elixir, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Just as he was about to hurry up and recover, a panicked cry came straight down from the hole, and the lizard spirit that had followed him was full of fear.

"Oh no, it's not good, Lord Demon Emperor, that author personally chased after him, and came with countless sharp swords, overwhelming, what to do, what to do."

"How is it possible, I have already done such a careful protection in such a place, how can he find out? It seems that I still underestimated this author, it is really a flaw that must be retributed, the front foot just almost ruined his god, which locked his position, and the power behind him is unfathomable. ”

Long Panzi got up suddenly, staggered, his face turned even paler, and the lizard spirit who was afraid of nervousness hurriedly held on.

Long Panzi looked at the crystal coffin in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "This emperor must not die here, he must bring it back to the demon emperor, fight, fight for a chance of life." ”