"Phew!"

Shen Yipi spat at Han Chen's face fiercely.

He waved his sleeves with both hands and brushed away several Dao Monarchs who wanted to stop him, unexpectedly, unlike the usual laughter and scolding, his expression was extremely indifferent.

But it was this kind of indifference that made everyone who was the Heavenly Sect Dao Monarch feel palpitations.

They were all accustomed to Shen Yipi's skinless and faceless, and when they saw it again at first glance, the true temperament under the laughing skin, they were shocked to remember that the most famous thing about this sword cultivator was not that he played cards according to common sense, but that he annihilated most of the demon sect's thirst for killing as soon as he made a move.

"Shen Yipi, what do you want to do?!" Han Chen was so frightened that his scalp was numb, as the second-in-command of the Nine Dust Sect, he had always been in a high position and acting flamboyantly, and for so many years, the fear that had almost forgotten was surging into his heart frantically.

"I never doubted the divination of the Nine Dust Gate, but I also swore that whoever dared to tainted my master's Blood Lake Sword would be killed."

He bit the word "live chopping" extremely hard, and the faint scarlet in the corners of his eyes revealed a monstrous killing intent, which made Han Chen's heart rise with a sense of horror.

"Enough!"

Qihua Daojun stood up and frowned unhappily: "Shen Daoyou, the natal magic weapon is the most suitable magic weapon for yourself, if the blood lake chooses to practice Jiuqu, why should you be obsessed?" The death of your master back then was a great regret for the Daomen, everyone was at fault, even if you resented us, you don't have to stop the innocent juniors from inheriting your master's ......."

", is my master qualified for you to mention?" Shen Yipi interrupted Qihua Daojun's words.

Qihua Daojun's face twitched, but in the end, he still held back his anger, he lowered his voice, and warned: "This time our Heavenly Sect gathered, not for personal grievances to fight for your life, our original intention is to discuss how to prevent the resurgence of the Demon Gate. ”

"Yes, Shen Daoyou don't have to be impatient, we are in a hurry, we discussed the matter of demon cultivation first, and then you go back and cut the junior who made trouble in the sword mound, why bother to make such a big liver fire." Fuyun Zhenren, who was at ease, sat down on the chair without any image, and suggested to Shen Yipi with a smile.

He smiled faintly, as if he hadn't seen Han Chen's real gaze.

"That's right, solve the matter of the rise of the Demon Gate first." The Liansheng Zhenren of Minghuang Fang also bowed slightly, she smiled, and said softly, "The personal grievances involving the two sects will be resolved by yourself, and the rest of the Heavenly Sects will never interfere at all." ”

When she said this, a pair of eyes that seemed to be overflowing with autumn water stared at Qihua Daojun tightly, making Qihua Daojun's face slightly embarrassed.

The Mingjing monk of Nanke Temple clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha, when is the time for retribution." ”

"Hahaha, then we'll settle it." Taishang Sect's Changsheng Zhenren patted Shen Yipi's shoulder and asked him to sit down first to dissipate his anger, "The Sword Sect still has Xishi, don't worry too much, our top priority is to find out the purpose of the demon cultivation." ”

Shen Yipi raised his head again, and returned to his former impropriety: "Then you old guys are all sharp-tongued, hurry up and finish the discussion, and leave quickly." ”

The people sent by the Seven Heavenly Sects to participate in the meeting sat down again, but after this incident, the relatives and relatives were far away, and they all expressed their positions.

Xuantian Sect and Jiuchen Sect are at the forefront of the Seven Heavens Sect, and they are in unison and take care of each other.

The Sword Sect and the Taishang Sect are both sword cultivation sects, and they have deep feelings, so it is not an exaggeration to say that the two sects are one.

Zizaiguan and Minghuangfang chose a neutral attitude, only talking about demon cultivation, and never interfered with the rest of the grievances, nor did they allow others to interfere.

And Nanke Temple is a well-known good old man, and no one will have anything to do with them.

The top seven sects, with their own minds, sat together, and in a few words, they decided the direction of the entire Daomen.

-

When Gu Yunying saw the scene behind Yun Luohua clearly, she couldn't help but take a step back.

Behind the Yunluo Flower Waterfall is an abyss with no end in sight.

The sun was shining overhead, but it couldn't shine into the dark cliff abyss, as if there was something that even the sunlit things in the world could avoid.

She looked up at the giant sword and the chick in the air, the shadow of the giant sword was almost solid, different from the metal material of other spirit swords, the giant sword was as red as blood, as if carved from a whole piece of flawless blood crystal, and the chicks around it gradually grew up, the long tail was equal to the sword body, leaning on the hilt of the sword, and closing its eyes tightly.

No matter how many times you see this spectacle, it still makes people feel amazing.

In particular, this projection is coming from the abyss, and I think this is the end of the sword shrine.

But Gu Yunying threw a pebble down, and he didn't hear a single movement for most of the hour, so he could understand how dark, deep, and dangerous this abyss was.

She was a scumbag, but she didn't dare to jump.

"As the saying goes, contentment is always happy, life is only once, don't dare to take risks casually, I still go outside to see if there is a suitable spirit sword." Gu Yunying retreated as she comforted herself.

Suddenly, there was a thud from behind.

Before Gu Yunying could turn around, his head buzzed, and he was hit hard by a heavy object, and his body leaned forward by inertia.

"Wow, ah, ah, ah!!"

In the abyss, her terrible screams echoed.

Gu Yunying fell straight down in the air, and for the first time in this fantasy world, she felt the presence of gravity.

The speed of the fall was so fast that she couldn't see anything around her at all, and she could only flick her hands wildly, trying to grasp something that could be clinged to.

"Click!"

Her right hand grabbed something and stopped her from falling.

Looking at the still bottomless abyss under her feet, she swallowed her saliva and raised her head, only to see clearly that she was holding a rusty spirit sword in her hand.

There is nothing around but a vertical cliff, and it is impossible for him to hang all the time.

Thinking of the sword technique she had obtained at the beginning, she made up her mind to gamble.

One hand supported the cliff, and the other hand pulled out the spirit sword with force, and the moment she fell, her heart twisted the magic trick.

The lifeless spirit sword suddenly moved, and with difficulty it moved to her feet, holding her up like an old man lying in wait.

But I don't know if it was her first sword flight, or if this spirit sword was too old, the spirit sword staggered like a drunk drunkard, and almost threw Gu Yunying down several times.

"I'll go, how deep this abyss is, I can't hold on anymore."

Gu Yunying exhausted the last trace of spiritual power, and as soon as his eyes flickered, he fell from the spirit sword, but because it was not too high from the ground, fortunately he did not fall too badly.

After lying down for a while, she regained her strength and wanted to raise her head to look around, when there was a bang, and something fell on her head.

She looked down angrily and couldn't help gritting her teeth: "It turned out to be you!" ”

The pitch-black sword box lay silently in her hand, and the feeling of this thing falling on her head just now was exactly the same as the feeling of being smashed into the abyss!

It was this Ten Thousand Sword Box that smashed her down from the cliff!

I'm so angry!

[Gain Gu Yunying's hatred +1000.] 】

Just when Gu Yunying wanted to dismantle the Ten Thousand Sword Box, a prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Ten Thousand Sword Crates have been upgraded, LV.1→LV.99]

Gu Yunying was stunned: "Is it so exciting?!" ”

Wait, this upgrade is too fast, right!?

And she doesn't know how this thing is upgraded, why does it automatically upgrade?

The most important thing is that no matter how high the level of this thing is, she still doesn't know what this thing does!

Gu Yunying carefully rubbed this Ten Thousand Sword Box, the so-called Sword Box was just a container for storing the spirit sword, but after she got this thing, she couldn't open it, and over time, it was temporarily stranded.

But now, this thing has an abnormality outside the sword shrine, and it has smashed itself into the abyss of the sword shrine.

With this series of actions, Gu Yunying felt that even if this Ten Thousand Sword Box did not open its spiritual wisdom, it still had basic spirituality, and in a daze, he acted according to instinct.

It's just that she still can't use the Ten Thousand Sword Box.

"Is it because I'm too weak?"

After all, the LV.5 character level uses LV.99 weapons, except for kryptonite players, there will be more or less restrictions.

Temporarily giving up the function of groping for the sword case, Gu Yunying stood up, raised his eyes to look at the surrounding environment, and was immediately shocked and gasped.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

In front of him is a huge altar, showing the trend of yin and yang gossip, and there is a small altar on each of the eight corners, and under the ground of the small altar is a groove with different lines, as if for the flow of some liquid.

She walked up the stairs to the nearest small altar, on which was carved a kun character, and countless bones were piled up in the center of the altar, and under the bones were deep and long grooves, although the inside was empty, she still saw blood clots that had dried up and turned black in the corners.

And on the side of the bones, the altar is engraved with their birth dates, the women born in the lunar year, the lunar month, the extreme yin, the kun.

Gu Yunying took a step back, these women were sacrificed.

In a trance, she seemed to be able to hear the desperate screams of countless women before her death.

You don't need to look at the other small altars, they should all be people who were born in a certain year, and each small altar is piled up with countless bones.

She took a deep breath and turned to the center of the Great Altar.

The whole altar is huge, and standing on this part of the small altar, you can only faintly see the central thing, a transparent coffin hanging in the air.

As she slowly walked in, she finally saw the whole center of the altar.

Directly below the transparent coffin was a furnace burning with high temperatures, and the flames in the furnace were sky blue, which was an extremely high flame color, and ordinary smelting could not reach such a temperature at all.

In the furnace was a blood-colored longsword trapped in chains, its shape identical to the one in mid-air before.

It's just that the chains are being cut little by little by the man in white in front of them, slowly emerging their original posture.

Gu Yunying slowly stepped forward and said tentatively, "Practice Jiuqu? ”

Lian Jiuqu ignored her, concentrating on lifting the seal of the blood-colored long sword, without even raising his eyebrows, as if he didn't bother at all.

Gu Yunying knew that this person's self-esteem was very high, and he just wanted to open his mouth to scare someone, but he heard a snap, and the last chain broke in response.

The azure flames suddenly boiled, the blood-colored long sword soared into the sky, and the figure of a Vermilion Bird appeared on the body of the sword, the closed eyes suddenly opened, and the abundant wings stretched out to the fullest, with a beautiful posture, but with a chilling devouring momentum.

Lian Jiuqu looked at the blood-colored long sword and said with satisfaction: "I have lifted the seal, and according to the agreement, you will be used by me." ”

When Gu Yunying heard this, she immediately understood how Lian Jiuqu got this divine sword, but before she could sigh, she heard Lian Jiuqu pointing at her and saying, "Kill her." ”

"I'm special!"

[Gain Gu Yunying's hatred +1000.] 】

It's not in your way, why do you want to kill Lao Tzu!

But now is not the time to complain, Gu Yunying hurriedly turned around and ran for her life, the Suzaku swooped down, with a temperature hotter than molten slurry, she could even smell the smell of her burning head.

"Am I going to die this time?"

Gu Yunying was unwilling to think of this thought, but in the next second, the ten thousand sword box in his hand suddenly flew out, like a wild horse that had escaped from the leash, and crashed towards the Vermilion Bird without fear.

I only heard the cry of Suzaku, as if with a slight pain, and with the joy of reuniting with old friends, he immediately got into the pitch-black sword box, and the blood-colored sword was wrapped and sucked in.

"Hiccup—"

The Ten Thousand Sword Box, which had absorbed the Vermilion Bird and the blood-colored long sword, burped very clearly, and then fell back into Gu Yunying's hands.

Lian Jiuqu looked at her with an ugly face: "Give me back the Blood Lake Sword." ”

She hurriedly covered her ten thousand sword box: "What I grabbed is mine!" ”

[Gain Lian Jiuqu's hatred +10000.] 】