The two figures were intertwined, falling heavily.

The white-haired sword god knelt down in shame, and finally admitted his defeat, and raised his face, his expression was still filled with undissipated piety and some paleness because of the shattered void of a sword.

Have you always been so vulnerable in front of this man?

Chang Chuixue looked up at King Shenwu, his face that was obviously close at hand, but it was so far away.

She had never felt such a great pressure on a person.

A sword shatters the void, and even gains inheritance, and steps into the half-step image realm.

But what's the use of that?

Xia Guang gently stretched out his big hand and looked at the white-haired sword god quietly.

Chang Fuxue sighed lightly, raised her hand to hold the outstretched hand, and then was pulled up and stood very close to the Shenwu King, she was a little inexplicable for a while.

Gujing Wubo's state of mind moved slightly, and the sword god melted like an iceberg, so he hurriedly took half a step back, "I lost, the Seven Mountains Alliance of Kendo will present all the inheritances, and then go to the capital to carry out the filing of what you designed." ”

Xia Guang smiled: "I didn't design it. ”

The sword god glanced at him: "The ghost only believes." ”

After some fighting, the cold sword god had a temperature, but she seemed to feel that something was wrong, so she regained her cold face, lifted her long sword, and turned away.

"Hey..."

Behind him came a man's magnetic voice.

Chang Chuixue suddenly turned around: "King Shenwu, what's the matter?"

Xia Guang smiled: "When will you call Lin Remnant, and come to the capital again, I will invite you to drink." ”

The sword god shook his head: "Lin Remnant has already broken the void and gone to the upper realm, and in a few days, I will also soar." ”

Xia Guang asked: "What's so good about being an immortal?"

Chang Chuixue looked at this mortal prince strangely, although his strength was not like that of mortals at all, "The water flows to a low place, and people go to a high place, pursuing the ultimate in strength, shouldn't it soar." ”

Xia Guang asked again: "Even if your strength reaches its peak, what can you do?"

He was curious about the question.

Because this is the only question, he has no answer.

He didn't know what the meaning was.

I don't know why mortals, all beings, have to climb desperately to the height where he is, but even if they climb to eternity, they still can't see their own shadows.

But even if you reach your own level, what's the point?

Therefore, he looked at this former little sword immortal, and now the sword god, waiting for an answer.

But Chang Chuixue didn't answer him, just looked at him strangely, "You're such a weirdo, I really don't know how you are so strong when you don't want to be stronger." ”

Xia Guang sighed softly: "I have a little dream, that is, to become an ordinary person, to live a simple life, and after death, I will not enter reincarnation, my soul will be scattered, and I will never be reborn." ”

Unfortunately, I can't.

The sword god laughed out loud, gouged his eyes and said, "I still have a little dream, that is... I won't tell you. ”

The fairy in white, who melted for the second time, pinched a sword trick and walked away under the gaze of the soldiers.

A certain soldier on duty sighed: "It's amazing, I can't walk on the soil, if I can fly, then I can sell the horse directly, and the silver is enough to please my wife." ”

"Look at your virtue, no matter how powerful this sword god is, it is not as powerful as an adult. Adults are really gods who block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. ”

At this moment, a smiling veteran ruffian spoke, "None of you can see that the sword god is interesting to adults?"

"What's interesting?"

"Damn, they're all bunnies who haven't opened meat before. ”

The veteran ruffian looked at the fairy flying away in mid-air, and then looked at the general who turned around and dragged Fang Tian's halberd.

In this era, which powerful person is not three wives and four concubines, although the emperor's harem does not have three thousand beauties, but there are a lot, the adult is the first Shenwu King in the world, shouldn't he find a woman to stay with?

The news of the Sword God's defeat soon spread to the Qingya White Deer Mountain in the distance, and the real person of the Dao Gate had a solemn face.

Bailu Zhenren looked at the sword god who was leading the team and was about to leave overnight, and couldn't help asking, "How many moves did he use to defeat you?"

Chang Fuxue said: "When I pierce the void, he turns his hand and closes the void... Bailu, you can't beat him, come down. ”

"How can the sword god grow the majesty of others?"

Another slightly chubby Taoist walked out with a grim expression, "I taught the Zhonghuo Zhongzi Zhenren Gongfa to be spiritual, and I have already gone to the palace with the wind, and at this time, I am afraid that I have already persuaded the emperor and ensured the Taoist system."

As long as he returns with the holy decree in hand, the 30,000 iron horsemen will retreat, and the Shenwu King is unknown, so he can't do anything. ”

Chang Chuixue remembered the appearance of the man, frowned, and said, "Isn't it despicable that you are doing this?

The real man sneered: "The sword god's words are wrong, what is despicable? A group of mortal forces, I go to the gate to look up to him, if it is a normal day, I still need the emperor to come to my mountain to meet him." ”

Chang Fuxue looked at the immortal who had descended from the upper realm in front of him, and felt a little confused.

King Shenwu's sentence "What's so good about being an immortal" couldn't help but recall in her mind.

At this time, when I saw this person's words and deeds, I felt that I had gone to the upper realm, but I was just starting from a different place and starting from a low level, which was also intriguing.

For a moment, her soaring heart suddenly faded a little.

Bailu Zhenren waved his long sleeves, "The sword god might as well stay for two more days, Lao Dao has already thought about it, and then I will gamble with the Divine Martial King, if he wins, my Daomen will admit defeat, so I won't be implicated, please rest assured." ”

Chang Chuixue thought about it, then stopped, and ordered the elite disciples who accompanied him, as well as the future pillars of the Seven Mountains of the Seven Mountains Alliance of the Sword Dao, to return to the house for the time being, and leave after this matter.

First, it allows the disciples to increase their experience.

Secondly... She thought that she would either wait until King Shenwu won the battle, and she would follow him back to Chang'an, anyway, he said that he would invite himself to drink, which was not a dead face.

Seeing the white-clothed sword god returning to the mountain cottage with the disciples of the sword sect, Bailu Zhenren and the slightly chubby Taoist glanced at each other, both of them showing solemn expressions.

The slightly chubby Taoist spoke: "Bailu Zhenren, are you really going to gamble and fight?" You must know that Yunxiaozi is gone, and the strength of this Divine Martial King has far exceeded our estimates, and I suspect that he is possessed by the devil." ”

Bailu shook his head: "The devil was all blown into a blood mist more than ten years ago, and the possession will not... Unless... The boundary between the demon land and the human world has been penetrated.

But this Divine Martial King in the world, I really think it's a little weird. ”

Slightly chubby Daoist: "Bailu Zhenren is really ready to surrender and offer the inheritance of my Dao Sect? In this way, what is the face of my immortal? If he returns to the upper realm, won't he be laughed at? My Jiufeng Dao Sect will never be like this!"

Bailu said helplessly: "Then how are you going?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the slightly chubby Taoist: "Didn't the real person forget the original one, who was still imprisoned in the mezzanine space of the back mountain at this time... All we need to do is lure the Divine Warrior King over and let them bite the dog.

Even if the Shenwu King can get lucky out of it, we only need to set up a killing array outside the mezzanine space, and he is only a mortal, and the end of the strong crossbow does not wear Lu Mian.

Besides, he shouldn't be able to get out!"

That one!!

A blood-red figure suddenly flashed through Bailu Zhenren's mind.

Mortals only know that the heart is planted with demons, and they only think that the Dao heart is not strong, so they can let the demon seeds take root and sprout.

But he didn't know the power of demonic thoughts.

The person in the mezzanine space was originally the strongest Taoist priest in the Nether this time, an evergreen real person, but he didn't know who planted the demon seed, and entered a state of madness, bathed in blood, and was extremely terrifying, called the blood demon.

This is the immortal heart becoming a demon, and the strength has increased sharply.

Later, it was several True Image Realm powerhouses from the Upper Realm who descended to earth to subdue him and imprisoned him in the mezzanine space, which was a one-way entrance, and could only enter but not exit.

At that time, introduce this Divine Martial King into the mezzanine space, let him kill each other with the Demon Evergreen True Person, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, because he only needs to enter, then he can't come out again.

"Bailu Zhenren, have you thought about it?"

The chubby Taoist priest looked at the real person quietly.

The latter hesitated for a while, although he felt that this matter was not above board enough, this Jiufeng Dao Sect was worthy of being born in conspiracy and trickery, and there were many ghost ideas. This is true for both this one and the neutron of fire.

But Bailu Zhenren finally made up his mind and nodded heavily: "It's about the honor of the Daomen, and I can't be sure of him, so I can only do this." ”

Then turn your head sideways, the sky has been bright, and the fireworks are curling up in the distance, thinking that it is 30,000 iron horsemen to open the stove to cook, and the army will start to pull out again, about noon, it is the time when the curtain opens.

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