"Master, that Dongfang Yue has a lot of good things on him, I don't know ......," Di Soul said suddenly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, go ahead, I'll see what you're capable of too. Before he finished speaking, he felt a black dot rush from his right ear, and then disappeared in a flash. Then I saw Dongfang Yue spread out on the ground inexplicably, and then it turned into a mess of rotten flesh as if it had no bones, and I could obviously feel its spiritual power flowing away like a deflated ball.

"Hmm? This soul's ability is so strange and so evil. "It's thanks to keeping it for yourself, otherwise it would be better if it were in the hands of the enemy." ”

"It doesn't seem like he's sucking blood, he's devouring something?" said Bloodland.

"yes, it looks like a bone? It's not like it, strange, I'll ask when I come back later. Sword Spirit said.

"Damn, you see, that soul has entered the Qiankun bag, it is alive, how can it enter the Qiankun bag?"

"No, he's just devouring the contents of the bag, and you can see that some useless things have been thrown aside. Xuelan said.

"Huh?" "Flails found something of interest, and began to contact the soul in their hearts, "You quickly bring me that book." ”

"Wait, I haven't finished eating yet. The soul responded.

"Hmph, do you want to suffer a little?" exclaimed.

"Good, good, obey. Seeing that Flail Blue was indeed very anxious for the book, he reluctantly took a tattered book to Flaid Blue, and this scene was seen by Leng Feng, and then he watched the book flutter and fly into Flaid Blue's hand, "This, what kind of ability is this? Picking things up from the air also has spiritual power fluctuations? What kind of freak is my big brother?" With curiosity, Leng Feng picked up Dongfang Yue's Qiankun bag and wanted to send it to Flai, only then did he discover the strangeness of Dongfang Yue's corpse - Because as soon as he moved, Dongfang Yue burst open like a water bag, which made people sick, and at the same time, he was very puzzled, he had hit Dongfang Yue hard, but how did he die? and die so strangely?

"Senior brother, do you want something here?" Leng Feng handed the Qiankun bag to Flailan.

"I just like to read, and I don't need anything else. As he spoke, Lan Lan took Dongfang Yue's Qiankun bag, and saw that there were no books in it, so he returned the Qiankun bag to Leng Feng, of course, he had quietly asked Di Soul, and there was nothing in it that it needed, as for those Neidan, Di Soul had already devoured it clean; As for the books that Di Soul brought back, he put them away without even looking at them, "What's going on with your Sword Casting Villa, why are they all shooting at you?"

"Alas, I didn't tell my senior brother, this grand event is mainly to intensify my physique, so I claim to the outside world that this time the Divine Sword can get it, that is to say, the last person to get the sword may also be someone outside the Sword Sect, so they are all fighting for the Divine Sword, and our Sword Forging Villa is the first person they want to defeat and kill. The cold wind told the inside story of the matter.

"Well, don't you need that sword?" asked Flai.

"My first priority is to improve my sword intent, or fight with others to improve my physique, and I can see that this time, except for the people of the top forces, everyone else is basically holding a sword. ”

"Then go and get busy, don't waste time with me. Flail said.

"The junior brother took his leave first. Leng Feng quickly left and came to the side of the divine sword, waiting for someone to challenge.

"Alas, it's all a routine!" Flail sighed and leaned over to the edge of the sword pond to be a spectator.

The various sword masters in the field continued to fight each other's sword tricks, gradually forming a torrent of sword light; the strange sword light rushed to concentrate on the divine sword, and when everyone was focusing on everyone fighting, the sword spirit suddenly spoke, "Young master, this thing is a little wrong, although it has nothing to do with you, but it is indeed a little weird." ”

"What did you find?" asked Flai.

"I have a feeling that there is something wrong with the Excalibur, because there is no sword there, and all you see is an illusion. The Sword Spirit told Flail what she had found.

The sword light of various colors was absorbed by the 'Excalibur' one after another, and the Excalibur became brighter and brighter, and the cold wind seemed to know something, and slowly leaned towards the Excalibur.

"Young Master, don't you want to cultivate sword intent? There is an opportunity right now, but it will cut off the opportunity of the cold wind, what are you going to do?" said the sword spirit.

"Well, if that's the case, I'd better not want it, otherwise I'll leave a chance for the demons. ”

"Well, you're right to do that too. The sword spirit understood that there was nothing wrong with the flail's move, "But I still have to tell you what I speculated, that divine sword is actually a 'thing' that gathers sword intent, and after it is full of sword intent, it can be sucked into its body." ”

"Oh, according to you, you can indeed use this to have sword intent, but such a thing is not pure, and it is useless to come. Flail said, "This kind of second-level artistic conception, even if you give it to me, you don't want it." ”

"Hehe, the young master is right, how can such a thing be worthy of the young master. Xuelan replied with a smile, the pride of the flail is also the driving force for progress, "Come to think of it, they condensed this thing just to intensify the physique of the cold wind. ”

"What you say makes sense, but I feel like this 'divine sword' is attached to something?"

"What? connected to what?" the Sword Spirit asked.

"Well, if that's what I'm guessing, then I'm going to go and see what's there. ”

"But what if I can't get out?" asked Xuelan.

"That's where your help comes in. "I'll make some preparations now, and then you and the Soul will wait for me outside, and you'll be ...... then."

"Okay. ”

Flails quietly retreated to a hidden corner, there were many rocks here, after finding a rock more than a person high, Flails sat down cross-legged; the battle in the sword pool entered a white heat, and there began to be many casualties, Xuelan relied on her sensitivity to blood, and found that the divine sword was actually absorbing the blood of these swordsmen; those blood slowly flowed towards the divine sword, carving a strange pattern on the ground.

And the flail blue doesn't care about this, quietly mobilizes the killing intent, integrates the spiritual power, and finally moves at will, constantly paddling on the selected rock, if you look at the person who created the cloud water kneading blue, you can see at a glance that this is what the cloud water kneaded when it was first created; 。

"Okay, it should be fine. After saying that, Flail Lan forced out a drop of essence blood and landed on the rock, "Blood Lan, you and the Soul are guarding around this rock, don't let anyone get close." ”

"Well, don't worry, no one can come until I dissipate. After speaking, Xuelan turned into a blood mist and fell into the shadow of the rock, and the soul also fell into the shadows, "Master, be careful, it doesn't matter if you die, but then you will trap me." Originally, the first half of the soul made Shackles very happy, but I didn't expect the second half of the sentence to make Shackles half angry.

"Feng'er, it's now!" A majestic voice sounded, suppressing the surrounding battles, and suddenly forcing out all the sword intent on the people in the sword pool, and surging towards the "Divine Sword".

"Lingzun!?" "This Sword Sect really has some background." ”

"Yes!" Leng Feng shouted and rushed towards the Divine Sword, who would have thought that the wine fairy, who had been watching coldly, would also rush towards the "Divine Sword" at this moment.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Seeing the wine fairy rushing towards the cold wind, Flail Lan immediately ignored what the "divine sword" was connected to, and rushed towards the wine fairy.

"Nosy!" the wine fairy shouted, turned around and fought against the flail, as a result, under the strong combat power of the flail, the wine fairy rushed towards the cold wind faster, but also suffered some injuries, the blow of the flail is not so easy to catch, if it weren't for the unique combat skills of the wine fairy, he should not be dead and seriously injured at this moment.

"No!" the majestic voice shouted, at this moment, he suppressed the swordsmen in the audience, it was really difficult to get out immediately, and the flail was also annoyed, and sped up his body to dodge in front of the cold wind, blocking the wine fairy; "Quick, you go quickly." Flails shouted.

"Thank you, senior brother!" The cold wind stretched out and rushed towards the 'Divine Sword', and as soon as his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, he saw the 'Divine Sword' turn into a sea of sword light, submerging the surroundings, and the center of the 'ocean' was a point of light in the center, which quickly rotated to form a whirlpool.

"How can this be! Isn't this what the ancestral records are!?" The majestic voice rumbled, shaking the entire sword pool uncontrollably.

"Wutian, you shouldn't stop me!" a black glove appeared in the wine fairy's hand, and then used his housekeeping skills to press towards the flail; "Who do you think you are talking to me in such a tone?" After speaking, the flail that stabilized his body quickly played "Reincarnation Slash", "Boom!" How did the wine fairy think that the combat power of flail was so great, half of his body was destroyed, even if he didn't die, half of his body was disabled and he couldn't run away;

"Brother Feng, if you are this point of light?" asked aloud as the flail figure approached the point of light.

"Boy, this is it, if you can help Feng'er get it, then the Sword Sect owes you a personal favor!" the majestic voice said.