As Meng Xiran finished asking, he saw that the sky that was originally shining with high sunshine suddenly darkened, and then a few black cries came from the clouds, and the voice was hoarse and dark!

The wind rose, and the withered eagle said in a deep voice: "Tell me what you mean!"

In the face of the sudden killing intent, Meng Xiran still chuckled, no matter how the wind blew, he still held the code and did not move.

"Hah! It seems that Your Excellency is still anxious. Meng Xiran replied with a smile. Then he spoke: "In the past, the Sword Emperor Feng cut a sword from above the Nine Heavens, since then the Ghost Emperor of the Ghost Clan has died, the Ghost King is remnant, and the Ghost Clan has existed in name only! Now that the war is coming, the Ghost Clan is in danger! Although your remaining Ghost King rushed back in time, there is a sword intent seal of the Sword Emperor in your body, so I am afraid that you will not have much chance of winning this battle, right?"

The withered eagle's deep voice suddenly brightened, and he stared at Meng Xiran and replied, "What do you need, and what can you give?"

"What if I can help you unlock the seal of the Sword Emperor in your body?" Meng Xiran's eyes did not evade at all, and directly connected with the eyes of the withered eagle.

The eyes intersected one, that is, the thunder roared, a thunder resounded in the suddenly dark cloud sky, the crow in the dark cloud seemed to be disturbed by the thunder, and couldn't help but cry loudly, in an instant, the crow coughed up countless blood in the cry, and then the blood melted into the dark clouds!

"Dumb-" A cry of surprise, blood rain fell from the sky!

"Purpose!" as he spoke, the withered eagle's eyes changed, and he looked at everything as if he were looking at a dead thing.

Meng Xiran didn't respond directly, he slowly opened the code and then said to himself: "In the beginning, everything was not born, and there was thunder falling from the sky", he took out a purple bead from the code in his hand.

"Boom, boom!" A purple bead appeared, and ten thousand thunders were born! The dark sky that was originally full of blood and rain was split apart by ten thousand thunders in a single breath, and only a few crows were left to flee in all directions in the thunder.

"This thing is the seed of thunder, the source of the thunder of the heavens. Thunder is the source of the destruction of all things, and it is also the source of the birth of all things. If you take it, the sword intent in your body will be devoured by the lightning seed, but your body will not be able to withstand the damage of the lightning seed, if you take it, you will only be able to recover all your strength for one hour, but at the end of an hour, you will die!" Pointing to the purple bead in his hand, Meng Xiran said with a smile.

Looking at the thunder seed in Meng Xiran's hand, listening to what Meng Xiran said, the corners of the withered eagle's mouth curved slightly, and he seemed to be laughing. In an instant, the expression on the withered eagle's face disappeared, and he gently took the thunder seed from Meng Xiran's hand, and then replied calmly: "I have accepted this thing, say what you want." ”

"The road, a way for the creatures of the Dead to leave!" Meng Xiran replied.

"Ha, it's really interesting" Hearing Meng Xiran's request, Withered Eagle suddenly laughed twice, and then continued: "You came in from outside, why don't you just go out and go back the same way?"

"The Ghost King is really good at laughing, and if it is possible, I will still look for you? We outsiders can go back the way we came! But the natives of the Dead Lands will be burned to ashes by the scorching sun as soon as they pass through. Meng Xiran replied slowly.

The withered eagle chuckled twice and continued, "Since you have already experimented, why are you looking for me? Could it be that I am not the natives of the Dead Realm? I have seen the light of the Dead Realm countless times." ”

Seeing the withered eagle's repeated temptations, Meng Xiran couldn't help but feel strange, because from his previous performance, the ghost king in front of him must be a capable and concise ghost, why did he suddenly start Tai Chi? So he directly said: "The ghost king knows that he will die, but he also takes the thunder seed, so why bother to talk in a roundabout way! Could it be that there is something more terrible than death?"

"It's not that you're not afraid of anything, it's just that there are things to say, and there are things that can't be said, and the answer you want just falls into the category of not being able to say. The withered eagle replied softly.

"Ha, that's interesting" After hearing this, Meng Xiran laughed, and then continued: "I can't say it, but the ghost king hasn't returned the thunder seed to me, so presumably this unspeakable thing is not certain." ”

"Do you really have to know?" Withered Eagle didn't answer, but asked directly.

Meng Xiran nodded and said, "Naturally!"

"This answer requires a sword, and if you dare to take it, I will tell you. As soon as the withered eagle's voice changed, several crows crowed in the air, and for a while, the air began to condense.

Feeling the cold wind blowing on his body, Meng Xiran closed the code in his hand, and then raised his hand, and held the Spring and Autumn Sword on his back in his hand, and said: "Then the ghost king will make a move!"

"Hahaha! But Childe is wrong, this sword is not my sword! This sword is a sword above the Nine Heavens!" A few wild laughs, the withered eagle's eyes angrily rebuked the sky and roared: "Come on!"

With a roar, before Meng Xiran could react, he noticed that his five senses had disappeared, and everything around him had stopped, as if time had been taken away! No, no, no, this was not the feeling of time being controlled! What the hell is this!

In the midst of thought, the golden crow in the sky above the Dead Realm disappeared, and was replaced by a sword! a rusty sword, a tattered sword! But it was such a broken sword, and when it appeared, it replaced everything in heaven and earth, and there was nothing in this heaven and earth except it.

This is the feeling of all the living beings in the Dead Domain, whether it is Withered Eagle and Meng Xiran, or Ye Xiao or them, or the smoke of the Ghost King Palace, they can't feel everything around them at this moment, they can only feel the broken sword in the sky that is full of rust.

In Ye Xiao's position, Ye Xiao looked at the long sword in the sky, he clenched the Ming Feng in his hand and kept shaking, he was not afraid, he was excited, he wanted to rush forward and exchange death for a chance to make the sword!

Seeing this, Feng Mingxue on the side couldn't help but quickly pull Ye Xiao, because whoever took that sword died!

Ao Yunzhu looked at the long sword in the sky and said softly: "Xiaoice block, don't worry, this stupid brother of my family doesn't dare to make a move." ”

"Ha, my sister knows me. Ye Xiao chuckled and replied, and then the battle intent on his body disappeared, he put away his long sword and looked at the rusty sword in the sky and continued: "One day, I will fight with it! No! I will defeat him and replace him!"

"Then work hard, my sister is looking forward to that day. Ao Yunzhu replied while looking at the small bamboo sword in her hand and sighed, maybe she also wanted to live for the sword like Ye Xiao, but there were too many things in her life.

Feng Mingxue didn't say anything, she just quietly looked at her Immortal Divine Sword, she was different from Ye Xiao and Ao Yunzhu. She is neither like Ye Xiao who lives for the sword, nor like Ao Yunzhu who bears many things, her life state tends to be more of a state of 'nothing', everything is not important, even if it is her own life, she has never cared about it Of course, this is just before, and now she has a friend.