"You won't forget it. ”

In Chu Fengmian's words, it seemed that he had thought of ten thousand years ago.

At that time, Chu Fengmian had already stepped into the pinnacle of the sword path, and even the master of the sword path sighed to himself about Chu Fengmian's sword intent.

But Chu Fengmian's sword intent was strong, but he had no spiritual power, so that Chu Fengmian at that time had nothing to do in front of the Heavenly Peak, wandering at will.

And this Qingluan came here at that time and wanted to apprentice to the master of swordsmanship.

The two met at the foot of the Heavenly Peak, and they wanted to compare their sword intent.

Chu Fengmian won, this Qingluan promised to be Chu Fengmian's mount for a month, and Chu Fengmian lost, so he took this Qingluan to see the master of the sword.

At that time, Qingluan was in high spirits, and felt that it was impossible for him to lose to a waste who didn't even have a spiritual vein, but in the end, Chu Fengmian still won, so he wandered around the mainland with Qingluan for a month.

This matter, except for Chu Fengmian, I am afraid that only Qingluan knows about it.

After all, it is not a glorious thing for a generation of descendants of divine beasts to be treated as a mount, Chu Fengmian has never said anything about this, and Qingluan will not take the initiative to say it.

"Sword competition under the Heavenly Peak?"

Qingluan's eyes showed a bit of strangeness, and after hearing the back, there was only shock on his face.

"Are you Chu Jianbai, the kid who won me in the first place?"

"It's not Chu, will anyone else know about it?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Qingluan, and his expression was also sighed.

"However, the former Chu Jianbai has fallen, and he has fallen under the Heavenly Peak, and now I am named Chu Fengmian. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Qingluan suddenly discovered that the current Chu Fengmian had no resemblance to the Chu Jianbai in his memory.

Yes, it can only be said that it is the sharp sword intent on the body.

"A dream for thousands of years, I don't know if it's good or bad at this time, the vicissitudes of life, once the old people are all gone, leaving me alone. ”

Chu Fengmian sighed.

He didn't want to fall with his master, his senior brothers and sisters.

Now in the world, only Chu Fengmian is left, and when he sees Qingluan again, Chu Fengmian's heart is also very happy, after all, he was once a friend, so that he can't help but recall the past ten thousand years.

"Reincarnated, it seems that you are reincarnated......"

Qingluan looked at Chu Fengmian and muttered.

"Reincarnation is inherently illusory, and your master of the sword path cannot touch the way of reincarnation. ”

"But even if it is reincarnated, it is impossible to have memories, and reincarnation with memories is unheard of in this world. ”

Qingluan said slowly.

He himself is also an invincible powerhouse, but this reincarnation, in his opinion, is still extremely ethereal, if it weren't for seeing Chu Fengmian again now, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe it.

"The fate of heaven and earth is really magical, and it is far from being enough for human beings to comprehend. ”

Qingluan sighed.

"Unexpectedly, among the countless disciples of the former master of the sword, you are the only one who survived. ”

Among the disciples of the Lord of the Sword Dao, there are countless outstanding geniuses, and many of Chu Fengmian's senior brothers and sisters are super powerhouses in the Famous Continent, but they are all chased and killed by the seven major sects, and they have fallen one by one.

On the contrary, Chu Fengmian, the youngest disciple, has no spiritual vein, but has returned from reincarnation, which is embarrassing.

"Qingluan, why did you fall too?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Qingluan and said with some surprise.

Qingluan's strength, Chu Fengmian knows it clearly, it is enough to rank at the peak of the continent, among Chu Fengmian's senior brothers, there are no more than three people who can defeat this Qingluan.

Especially Qingluan, who has the bloodline of an ancient divine beast and the phoenix clan, has a long lifespan, and although ten thousand years are long, it is not enough for him to fall.

But now it seems that Qingluan has also fallen, and now he is just a phantom condensed by a spiritual power that he once left.

"Of course, it's the people of the Seven Great Sects. ”

Qingluan's eyes showed boundless resentment, and he was forced into a desperate situation to die, and the resentment was naturally boundless.

"The people of the Seven Great Sects, among the countless disciples who chased and killed the master of the sword, also found me and asked me to hand over the countless magic decisions and swordsmanship left by the master of the sword. ”

Qingluan said in a cold voice.

Although Qingluan is not a disciple of the master of the sword, he has also followed the master of the sword for a long time, and naturally knows some of the laws and swordsmanship of the master of the sword.

It seems that the people of the Seven Great Sects, after discovering that they could not get those magic decisions and swordsmanship from Chu Fengmian's senior brothers and sisters, they paid attention to Qingluan.

Qingluan said sharply.

"But I've already burned all the swordsmanship in those ancient books, and those people from the Seven Great Sects want to kill me, and they have to pay the price!"

"In the end, if it weren't for the monster in the Nine Demon City, maybe I wouldn't have fallen, but that monster was also killed by me. ”

"The monster of the Nine Demon City? is it the Blood Killing Sword Demon?"

In the Nine Demon City, he is the only one who can be called a monster.

Now Chu Fengmian suddenly saw that under this huge skeleton, there was a long sword.

This long sword, nearly two meters long, has purple lines on the sword body, and this purple pattern is extremely demonic, even if it has been sealed for thousands of years, it is enough to see the demonic aura in it at a glance.

"Blood Demon Sword, your body is actually suppressing this magic sword?"

Chu Fengmian was shocked.

The Blood Killing Demon Sword, this is a spiritual weapon that was once famous on the mainland, and this Blood Killing Demon Sword can be said to be more powerful than the heaven-level best spiritual weapon in terms of grade.

But his reputation was not just because of his strength, but because of the terrifying nature of the Blood Demon Sword.

Every owner of the Blood Demon Sword will eventually be corrupted by the Blood Demon Sword and become a sword demon who only knows how to fight.

It's no wonder that there are no rumors about the Blood Demon Sword in the current time.

Now it seems that this Blood Demon Sword was suppressed by Qingluan in this cave with his body, and it has been suppressed for thousands of years.

"Yes, my soul has always existed, in fact, it is precisely to suppress this blood-killing sword. ”

Qingluan looked at the Blood Demon Sword and spoke.

"If you sit idly by, this sword will definitely cause a bloody storm to appear on the continent again, so I have been waiting for 10,000 years, waiting for such a destined person to come to this cave mansion and hand over this blood killing demon sword to him. ”

"Now, I didn't expect to meet you. ”

Qingluan spoke, his voice already extremely weak.

It seems that his soul will not last long.

If Qingluan's soul had been asleep, he might have been able to hold on for a hundred years or a thousand years, but now that he had awakened this time, he had completely exhausted his remaining strength.