"Don't say it, let's go. Situ Ming's face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't even say hello to the Tang Pavilion Master, he turned around and left, being watched by people today, where did he have the face to stay.

"Situ Ming, don't leave yet, have you seen the birth of the divine soldier? Tell us all, don't swallow it alone. An ancient warrior shouted to stop him.

"Yes, yes......" The other ancient martial artists also coaxed, and even the Tang Pavilion Master looked at him.

Situ Ming paused, turned his head and glanced at the coaxing ancient warrior, his face was very bad: "If you want the divine sword, find it yourself!" After speaking, he left without looking back, and the Situ brothers and sisters also left.

Clear-eyed people can see that there has been a fight here, and the deep pit on the ground indicates that the fight was quite fierce, and the result of the fight was naturally that Situ Ming was hung on a tree. While the ancient warriors were a little gloating, they were also a little worried, worried that the divine soldiers had been taken away.

"Tang Pavilion Master, I also take my leave, whether you can find the divine soldier or not, it depends on luck. An old man clenched his fist and swept in the other direction.

As soon as the old man left, the other ancient warriors also clasped their fists and saluted, and then left one after another, they were naturally eager to find the born divine soldiers.

After a while, there were only a few people left in the woods, and the Tang Pavilion Lord glanced at her: "The Ling Pavilion Lord is so calm, could it be that he already knows the whereabouts of the Divine Sword?"

Ling Zishan smiled calmly and said, "The divine sword was born, and those who are destined to get it, it is useless to be anxious." ”

The Tang Pavilion Lord was noncommittal, but looked at Wang Wanxi and said an irrelevant word: "Congratulations to Miss Wang, you have finally been promoted to Innate." ”

"I still have a long way to go compared to the Tang Pavilion Lord. Wang Wanxi said very modestly, she was really modest, not polite, she knew very well that the strength of the head of the Qingshuang Pavilion was unfathomable, even her own father was inferior.

The Tang Pavilion Lord didn't say anything, nodded to Ling Zishan and the others, and with a light tap under his feet, the whole person flew up, just like when he came, fluttering away, clean and neat, and not stained with smoke and dust.

As soon as she left, the other women did not linger and left separately, but only they knew what was going on in their hearts.

When everyone was looking for the "divine soldier" all over the mountain, Lin Tian, who was the protagonist of this matter, was standing in a cave with a cliff. The cave was in the middle of a cliff, and it was dry and dry, and there were man-made stone benches and stone piers, as well as a rough stone bed with books at the head of the bed, but it had long since decayed.

Lin Tian saw that the cave he had inadvertently entered was actually the place where the previous person was in retreat, and maybe the person who was in retreat back then was still the predecessor of the Qingshuang Pavilion.

However, Lin Tian just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, his gaze falling back on the new sword in his hand.

"Master, those who betray deserve to be put to death. Charlotte stood behind Lin Tian and said coldly.

In the process of looking for shelter from the rain just now, she had already heard Lin Tian tell the reason why the new sword escaped, and the betrayer was the sword spirit of the Sword of Kings.

"Don't, don't kill this king, you can't blame me for doing this!" the sword spirit hurriedly shouted when he heard that he was going to kill it.

Lin Tianyi raised his eyebrows and said expressionlessly: "I don't blame you, do you blame me?"

"How can I blame you, but this king is a thoughtful and pursuing person, and this king needs freedom. Sword Spirit argued.

"Okay, until now, you are still sloppy with me, I don't give you some hardship, I don't know how to sing conquest!" Lin Tian's face turned cold, and under his anger, purple flame marks appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

A purple flame ignited from the palm of his hand, and immediately burned towards the hilt of the sword, burning all the way along the hilt, spreading all the way to the body of the sword, and then to the tip of the sword, just in the blink of an eye, the sword in Lin Tian's hand turned into a flame sword.

"Ah......h

"Nonsense, without my permission, you still want to absorb the Purple Flame Energy? Hmph, now it is purgatory for you, taste the consequences of betraying Lao Tzu!" Lin Tian said word by word, his tone was cold.

With a thought in his mind, the purple flame suddenly skyrocketed, violently calcining the new sword.

"Ah......h

"Lin Tian, stop it, if you burn this king like this, you will also burn the sword that was so hard to cast!" the sword spirit shouted loudly, trying to persuade Lin Tian to stop.

But Lin Tian seemed to be determined to destroy it, and was unmoved: "If you can't even bear the purple flame, don't want this sword, let it be buried with you, you should feel honored." ”

"It's an honor, this king doesn't want to die!" The sword spirit knew that Lin Tiantie was heartbroken, and no longer begged for mercy, and burst into foul language.

Lin Tian just sneered, didn't bother to respond to it again, just controlled the purple flame to keep burning, burning constantly.

Suddenly, Lin Tian felt a slight shock from the sword in his hand, and then something strange happened, only to see the sword in the purple flame slowly change shape, and after a while, it turned into the appearance of a Tang knife.

Lin Tian's eyes lit up, and he recognized the appearance of this Tang knife, which was one of the fused, Onimaru.

"You will change shape!" Lin Tian, who had been cold and silent and tortured, couldn't help but speak, because this scene was so magical, and Charlotte behind her also widened her eyes, her face full of incredulity.

As if in response to Lin Tian, the new sword changed again, the ghost pill disappeared, and it became a Western big sword, this big sword Lin Tian also recognized, and it was also one of the materials that was fused, the sword of the king!

"Master, what's going on?" Charlotte asked curiously.

"It's the work of the Metamorphos. Lin Tian immediately thought of the Transformation Stone, and at the same time, his heart was also ecstatic, this was the weapon he dreamed of.

As if sensing Lin Tian's psychological relaxation, the sword spirit spoke again: "Lin Tian, see how powerful this king is, as long as you release this king, this king can reach an agreement with you on an equal footing, let you use these super dazzling and super powerful functions, remember, it is equal cooperation, you can't force me to do anything." ”

It turned out that the sword spirit wanted to negotiate, Lin Tian, who was immersed in the wonder, smiled, but sneered, the sword spirit still didn't understand him, in his heart, for "betrayal", there was never room for negotiation, he hated betrayal the most, this was Lin Tian's forbidden area!

In response to the sword spirit, it was a more powerful purple flame, and the purple flame that had skyrocketed contracted for a while, and the power not only did not decrease, but became more condensed. The sword spirit was still fantasizing about a brilliant future, but he was caught off guard, and another scream came out, worse than before.

"Lin Tian, you bastard......"

"Lin Tian, you are ruthless......

"Lin Tian, this king will never give in to you ruthless bastard......"

"Lin Tian ......"

The sword spirit cursed incessantly, and gradually, the voice became quieter.

(End of chapter)