"Okay, kind words, I'll stop here, when this kid gets up, just let him unlock the first seal of the magic sword. ”

After Mo Lao heard Xiao Yu's words, his eyes narrowed even more, he wasted such a big setback, it was nothing more than getting Xiao Yu's promise.

Three years ago, he got the promise of the Sword Immortal Body, and three years later, he got the promise of the Heaven Devouring Body again, as long as one of these two grows to Dacheng, the Sword Valley will still be brilliant for hundreds of years.

"By the way, you tell this kid that when he goes out, he can also choose a sword, if it is not to the top, this sword will not come out!"

Before Mo Lao left, he warned again, and after saying that, his figure disappeared in place.

Mo Lao's advice is not unreasonable, how much is a god-level spirit sword worth? You must know that in the entire Middle Realm, there is absolutely no number of spiritual weapons that have reached the god level, and there are only three divine swords born in Sword Valley, and the Bing Divine Sword in Ye Wuchen's hand is still unknown.

Mo Lao, who returned to the same place, looked at Ye Wuchen who fell to the ground, thoughtfully, and took out a god-level spirit sword to give it to people, just for the sake of a favor that may not be there in the future, so he sent the magic sword that had just come back again.

"Mo Lao, thank you for your hard work, is this kid really worth me to take out a magic sword in the future?"

Although the bald person also saw Ye Wuchen's extraordinary, he naturally guessed that he must be one of the anti-heaven physiques, but in today's great world, Tianjiao is arrogant, and the most important thing is Tianjiao.

"It's worth it, it's worth it, it's all fate!"

When Mo Lao saw Ye Wuchen for the first time, he decided in his heart that this person would be absolutely extraordinary in the future, and he also dared to gamble, and dared to use the magic sword to gamble on the future of Sword Valley.

"Let's go, let's go, there's still one day, and the sword search in Sword Valley this time is almost over. ”

Mo Lao seemed to remember something, smiled, and took the Yang Dan Realm powerhouse who was in charge of this Sword Valley opening and the bald old man back to the top of Sword Valley Mountain.

......

Half a day later, Ye Wuchen groaned softly and slowly opened his eyes.

The gray-white sky, the broken blade and hilt, and the magic sword with a cool feeling in his hand.

All of this made Ye Wuchen feel that it was not so real, and Ye Wuchen, who had a vague mind, didn't know what had just happened, and he also felt that his dantian was full of things, and his cultivation had also broken through a small realm and reached the sixth order of the Yin Dan realm.

"Ye boy, you guy has finally woken up. Xiaoyu shouted in surprise.

"You don't know how much happened when you were able to do it......"

Xiao Yu told everything that had just happened, especially the Demon Sword Devourer and Mo Lao's three seals.

"Did the people of Sword Valley save me?" Ye Wuchen muttered, and at the same time, he felt deep regret, it was because of his blind confidence in himself that he and Xiaoyu were almost left in the Sword Shrine forever.

"By the way, there is only the last half day, you hurry up and go out to find the last sword, the magic sword is still less bright. Xiao Yu remembered something and hurriedly urged Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen also woke up from the aftertaste just now, and put the magic sword in his hand into the inheritance jade.

Sonorous!

The magic sword carrying the three seals was inserted straight beside Wan Lei Mu, and at this time, among the inheritance jade, there were already these two peerless rare treasures, Xiao Yu looked at these two things, and also smiled.

The Sword Valley is a heavy place, and outsiders are not allowed to break in.

Ye Wuchen returned to the cross tombstone carved in cinnabar color again, and looking at the ten words, he knew that he had indeed lived out in the sword mound, in which he had already walked back and forth from hell.

Alas, I don't want to think about it, let's find a heaven-level sword out of the valley, otherwise I will waste this opportunity.

"Don't grab it, this sword is mine!"

"Fart, get out of here, this sword embryo is what I fancy first..."

"I'm from the Zhenxing Sect, so get out of the way for me if you know each other..."

"Hehe, this sword embryo is good, when I go out to find Master Lin, it must be a Xuan-level spirit sword. ”

....

When Ye Wuchen returned to the Sword Casting Pavilion again, it was already overcrowded, and it was no longer like Ye Wuchen had just arrived before, there were only a few people.

Seeing that everyone was fighting for a eighty percent embryo, Ye Wuchen couldn't help but smile and continued to walk back, he was going to find his own sword in the Sword Hidden Pavilion.

Leaving the disturbing Sword Casting Pavilion, Ye Wuchen returned to the Hidden Sword Pavilion again.

There is only the last half-day effort from the final Sword Valley Closure, and the people who get the sword are naturally not flustered, and the children who don't get the sword are naturally heading towards the Sword Casting Pavilion, even if they don't get the extremely strong psychic spirit sword, they don't go back empty-handed when they get a good embryo.

Many of the forces that obtained the spirit sword accompanied their disciples who did not have the spirit sword to the Sword Casting Pavilion to seize the last embryo, even the Ye family and the Zhenxing Sect were no exception.

As for the people who remained in the Hidden Sword Pavilion in the end, they all belonged to those Tianjiao who were extremely obsessed with swordsmanship, and they would never use other swords to make up for it without getting their own swords.

Although he only had half a day's work, Ye Wuchen did not show a trace of anxiety.

Ye Wuchen held his breath and walked slowly in every corner of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Rub!

After feeling Ye Wuchen's breath, there were still many spirit swords born, suspended in front of Ye Wuchen, exuding bursts of sharp aura.

Go ahead, you are not for me.

Looking at the Xuan-tier spirit swords flying in front of him, Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, and with a casual touch, he let those spirit swords suspended in front of him escape into the void and hide them again.

Heavenly Rank Sword, where are you? If you miss this time, I am afraid that you will have to wait another three years for you to be born again.

And maybe in three years, no one will be as good as me, and I will take you to shine at the Eternal Festival.

Ye Wuchen muttered as he walked, calling out to those Heavenly Rank Spirit Swords in his heart.

"Huh, you're still hiding for me?"

Ye Wuchen found that the void beside him had fluctuations, and a trace of sword qi emanated from it, obviously there was a spirit sword here.

It seems that he is quite shy, and he can't come out of it yet.

Ye Wuchen also felt funny, and with a finger in the air, a soft aura enveloped the past.

There was a sonorous bang.

That sword seemed to have a lot of courage, and under Ye Wuchen's teasing, it made a loud sword sound, revealing it in front of Ye Wuchen.

"It's actually you!" Ye Wuchen's eyes widened, looking at the sword in front of him, it was the Heavenly Rank Sword that had been driven away by the remnant sword before.

The long sword was two feet and an inch long, and the dark black sword with the sword body floated beside Ye Wuchen.

(End of chapter)