8018 A.D. Diatus Continent, Alien Beast Mountain Range, Alien Soul Abyss, 2nd Floor, June

Qing Yan threw out the red fire spirit sword, the spirit sword shattered in an instant, forming countless pure red flames around Qing Yan, the defense ability of the body protection flame shield, just from the eyes, I know that it is better than the previous Qing Yan defense against the dinosaur when the impact of the self-explosion of the flame shield is more than ten times, the red fire on the fire shield next to Qing Yan's body is non-stop, the color is extremely strong, Qing Yan's move angered the demon wolf with black body and black fire burning in both claws, it quickly rushed to Qing Yan's side, and smashed the flame shield with its huge claws with black fire, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break through Qing Yan's defense, and the large deep demon wolf was accompanied by an angry roar every time it smashed, I can't wait to pull the people inside out immediately and divide the corpses, Qing Yan's flame shield has a certain anti-injury effect, but for the black fire claws of the giant wolf, it doesn't seem to have any effect, Qing Yan doesn't care about this, he slowly took his hand into his arms, and took out a crystal bottle, there was a red pill in it, he looked at the pill, his eyes showed sadness for the first time, and sighed again: "Alas, there is no way." ”

In the second layer of the Alien Soul Abyss, apart from the previous wind sounds, only the sound of "bang, bang, bang!" was heard, and the incomparably huge smashing sound was really like a demon knocking on the door, reminding anyone of the terrifying fantasy of childhood, but it has become a reality today.

In the flat area of the valley outside the Alien Soul Abyss, Senior Uncle Li and some of his disciples were sorting out the goods, and Uncle Xue had already gone to the surrounding mountains with another part of his disciples to find resources or find some strange beasts that could be tested by the disciples, just when everything seemed very normal and natural, all of a sudden, two white lights in the sky shot into the abyss rapidly, and with the eyes of the disciples of the Sword Sect of the Qing Ruins, they couldn't identify what this white light was for a while! When everyone was discussing whether to go down into the abyss, Uncle Li emphasized that as long as Qing Yan did not detonate his unique red mango stone, he explained that we could not enter the abyss of alien souls in any situation.

On the second layer of the Alien Soul Abyss, Qing Yan saw that the deep demon wolf with the black fire giant claw in front of him had surpassed his strength by too much, and he also knew that he couldn't do it with his own strength at this time, he held the crimson pill in his hand, his eyes showed a sad look, and he saw the seriously injured and unconscious Uncle Bai and Ouyang Zhushui on the side, and then saw Zhuhe who had broken his arm, he really never expected this trip to be so difficult and difficult, could it be that this is the will of heaven?

Qing Yan sighed and was sad, just as he was about to take the crimson pill, suddenly a huge shout came from the distance, "Xiao Yan, don't take that strong medicine!"

In 7961 A.D., the Continent of Diates, the Sword Plains, the Sword Sect of Qingxu, and the Secret Hall of the Qingxu Palace

In this secret hall, there are nine people sitting quietly on the jade puff mat, the leader is already full of white hair, long beard, after the old man has inspected the surroundings, he said very calmly: "Yan Ke, from today on, you are the sect master of this sect, all senior brothers, junior brothers, junior nephews should have a lot of assistance, magnify the lintel of my Qingxu Sword Sect, love the new and old disciples, I also have the face to see my master." ”

The middle-aged man who was called Yan Ke immediately bowed his head to the ground, wept bitterly, and said excitedly: "Master! Master, I don't want to be a sect master, I just ask you to be well, you are the eternal sect master of this sect, we will always follow you!

The old man who sat at the head laughed miserably and said, "Silly boy, people, we are mortals, how can there be immortality, my limit has come, it's time to make tea for my master!"

The man with his head hanging to the ground was still crying bitterly, and at this time everyone was sad, but no one persuaded him, and the old man at the head continued: "Silly boy, you are stronger, how old are you..."

Yan Ke: "No, Master!"

The old man who sat down looked at a female nephew with an old smile, and said with a smile: "Lan'er, in the future, you will help my unsuccessful apprentice a lot, and you will help your senior brother more!"

The female disciple who was called Lan'er immediately got up and replied extremely respectfully: "Master is above, Lan Yunsi has assisted Sect Master Yan all his life, and magnified our Qingxu Sword Sect!"

The old man who was called the old sect master nodded and smiled: "Very good, very good! You sit down, sit down and talk, and... And Gu Xiai's nephew, I will work hard in the future!"

The female disciple who was called Gu Xiai's nephew also got up and replied respectfully, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

The old man who was the leader of the seat was very pleased, looked around at a few people again, and said, "The second senior brother, the third senior brother, and the three junior brothers, they will work hard in the future." ”

Everyone: "Obey the orders of the sect master!"

After listening to the reply, the kind old man slowly took out nine small cards engraved with delicate sword patterns, put them in front of him, and said: "I haven't actually done anything in my life, and now this is going to be returned to the sky, and you are the most relieved." ”

Speaking of this, the female nephew who was called Lan Yunsi and Gu Xiai couldn't listen to it anymore, and she couldn't stop crying, but also cried, and the old man who was the leader of the seat also paused for a moment after hearing it, but he knew that his time limit was not much, and there was not much stagnation, so he continued: "I left these nine sword cards to you, they are made by my master and uncles, collected countless strange iron stones, and poured countless thoughts into them, these nine sword cards have a deep echo with each other, they miss each other, no matter if they are hundreds of thousands of miles apart... Cough... Ahem, ahem, it's still heaven and earth, interdimensional space, ahem, ahem, ahem..."

The white-eyed old man, who was called the second senior brother, got up and stepped forward to help the old man who was sitting at the head of the second place, and said, "Senior brother, no, sect master, you are tired, why don't you rest!"

"Thank you, brother, I... I don't matter, I know my body, no matter where you are, you all hold a sword card, or give a spear to your beloved in the future, no matter where he is, what danger he encounters, you will feel something, in order to relieve the pain of longing! ”

When handing it to the female disciple who was called Lan'er, the old man smiled gently and said, "Here, Lan'er, we must cherish each other well in the future." ”

"Hmm!" After taking the sword card, the female disciple called Lan'er also lowered her head and cried bitterly, not daring to raise her head.

"Hehe, cough, cough... Ahem... The last piece, come, my great apprentice, you will later... Good... Okay......" The old man who sat down at the head of the old man bowed to his precious apprentice and handed the sword card, and when the hand handing the sword card was about to touch the head of the middle-aged man with his head down, time seemed to stop, and the old man's hand stopped in that position and never moved again, and his gentle and kind gaze stopped forever at that moment.

At this time, bursts of cries erupted in the secret hall: "No! No, Master, Master!" "Sect Master!" "Senior Brother, Senior Brother!"