Zhao Zimo saw that the Demon Dragon King really breathed, and finally took a big breath, the power of those eyes just now was too heavy, he was still a little dazed at this time, and after a while, he stood up, and when he wanted to leave, he suddenly stopped.

"Is there still spirituality in this Demon Dragon King's corpse?" He patted the gourd and asked.

"Yes, but if you pull the fairy sword out of his head, then he will become the true body of the dragon, I really want to ask you, is there such a big square inch ring?"

"Forehead......" Zhao Zimo looked embarrassed, and it seemed that he really couldn't take it away.

But he asked unwillingly: "This Demon Dragon King is dead, the spirit sword, holy sword, and fairy sword of the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb can't be moved?" ”

He saw so many flying swords, if he didn't fill the ten thousand sword boxes, he would probably go crazy!!

This is exactly a man who sees a stunning beauty with no clothes on, and is full of temptation lying on the bed and beckoning to him, but he sneers and turns his head away......

"Forehead ......" Zhao Zimo scratched his bald head in embarrassment, that kind of man seems to be himself, but these flying swords are definitely more tempting than beauties!

"Forget it, I'll see if I can communicate with it!" The gourd broke away from his waist uncontrollably, and came directly to the fairy sword, babbling for a long time, Zhao Zimo didn't understand what he said after listening to it for a long time.

It can only be used as a language of communication between machine spirits......

I don't know what the gourd said after talking for a long time.

Instead, the sword qi of the entire Ten Thousand Sword Shrine surged, almost stabbing Zhao Zimo into a ball of flesh, but it was the gourd that emitted a ray of light to cover him, so that he didn't burp, and finally ......

The sword qi slowly disappeared, and the gourd muttered for a long time.

asked Zhao Zimo to take out the Ten Thousand Sword Box, and he took it out and shook it.

Then the gourd continued to mumble, and the pitch-black and blood-stained fairy sword pondered for a long time before it trembled slightly, automatically pulled out the dragon slaying platform, and broke away from the demon dragon king.

At that moment, the gourd was suspended in the air, sucking at the corpse of the Demon Dragon King, and before it could return to its true body, it was allowed to be included in it.

Zhao Zimo was dumbfounded by this scene, and always felt that he had been tricked, this product was definitely under his own banner to swagger and deceive......

Otherwise, those flying swords, exuding sword qi, are only aimed at themselves, not at the gourd???

I don't know what the gourd said, it hung on Zhao Zimo's waist from the beginning, and said slowly: "I talked to it for a long time, and finally let it look at the Ten Thousand Sword Box."

This little girl Xuanqing only thought about it, and said that she could go in and live for two days, and the other swords couldn't speak, in fact, the little girl was almost wiped out, and now there is only a trace of spirituality.

You open the Ten Thousand Sword Box yourself, and how many flying swords go into it depends on their original intentions. The gourd said and stopped talking.

Zhao Zimo raised his eyebrows when he heard Qingxuan's little girl, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a hint of a smile, his eyes were as bright as frost, and his sword intent surged to the peak, and at this time, he slowly opened the Ten Thousand Sword Box.

I don't know what's going on.

The sword qi inside the Ten Thousand Sword Boxes seemed to resonate with the Ten Thousand Sword Tombs.

Zhao Zimo saw a spirit sword levitating, they emitted a sword sound, and suddenly surged towards him, or flew towards the Ten Thousand Sword Box, directly becoming smaller and blending into it.

And with the first flying sword flew in.

Second, third, fourth......

146th handle......

The three hundred and twenty-third handles, and there are also flying swords, which enter it one after another......

Zhao Zimo counted here, and his saliva was about to flow out, but he felt that he was going to die with his liver, and it seemed that he couldn't refine so many flying swords......

As for the pitch-black and blood-stained Qingxuan Sword, it flew around the Ten Thousand Sword Box for a long time, and it didn't enter it, so that Zhao Zimo was terrified, and he was afraid that the immortal flying sword in his hand flew away.

But the gourd patted him lightly and told him to rest assured, it was a little girl Xuanqing, looking for a good position for herself......

Thereupon...... A sword light appeared, and the Xuanqing Sword drew a dent inside his Ten Thousand Sword Box, and it turned into a steel needle and blended into it......

I don't know what happened at that moment.

The flying swords of the entire Ten Thousand Sword Shrine were buzzing and levitating, and they pounced directly at Zhao Zimo, he instantly lay down on the ground, and saw a spiritual flying sword, a holy flying sword, quickly burrowed into the Ten Thousand Sword Box, almost in the blink of an eye, and filled the Ten Thousand Sword Box......

"......" Zhao Zimo glanced at the flying sword that didn't enter, and unwillingly rotated around the ten thousand sword box.

But as there was a crisp sound of swords in the sword box, those spirit flying swords could only be inserted into the ground unwillingly......

But there was a holy product flying sword, and it was even more depressed, it didn't even snatch the position of other spirit product flying swords, it had a great temperament, and it directly broke through the air and flew out!

And as soon as it left, the remaining more than 9,000 flying swords also flew out of here one after another, heading straight into the sky.

Zhao Zimo looked at the sky in a daze, and couldn't help muttering: "It's gone, the duck in your hand is just gone?" ”

"The Lord has gone!"

Zhao Zimo quickly closed the sword box, and said with a depressed face: "Aren't I the sword master, why bother leaving, stay in my square for a few days first, and Lao Tzu will arrange other places for them tomorrow." ”

"Phew, with your kendo talent, it can be regarded as superior, if it weren't for the great efforts of this seat, plus the Spring and Autumn Little Girl entering your Ten Thousand Sword Box to repair her spirituality, do you really think they would rush in?"

"You're amazing, you're amazing, let's go, take me to that array!" Zhao Zimo quickly left this place, for fear that someone would see that he had taken away all the flying swords, and then a certain sword cultivator in Kyushu would be able to come to him to take it by force if he lost his sword......

……………………

Zhao Zimo didn't see anyone else all the way, and he didn't know if it was shit luck, but just when he came to the eye of the mountain protection array, he finally ran into a human and demon ......

And there are many who are alive and dead......

What's more important is that there are more than eighty demon clans, surrounding the only thirty or so Terran monks.

Lu Xiuxuan's robe was stained with blood, and there were many wounds on his body, but he still had an indifferent face, holding a long sword and sticking to an exit.

The corner of Su Rushi's mouth was bleeding, and he was lying in the corner of the wall at this time, with Liu Changqing on the side to take care of him.

And Yan Bohu, who had no clothes on his upper body, showed a strong physique and was fighting against a demon clan master.

However, when Zhao Zimo saw that the people of the Wang family were already standing on the side of the demon clan and besieging the Terran monks, he knew what the situation was.

"Bastard, your Wang Manzi's family of 3,000 descendants will definitely not die well!" Yan Bohu scolded while fighting fiercely.

And Wang Yunpeng, whose skin was completely restored like this, although his breath was a little weak, he still sneered, he didn't plan to let these disciples of the Immortal Sect, the sect, and the big family go back alive, after all, dead people can't speak!

As for Zhao Zimo, who is only one left, is it possible that he can still escape?