Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Lingering Figure

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the Sword Sect, a person turned into a long rainbow and landed in front of Zangtian.

The person who came looked like a middle-aged man, with a pair of sword eyes that were not angry and self-imposing, and he had been in a high position for a long time with a domineering spirit.

At this time, he was like a well-behaved child, and shouted anxiously: "Senior brother, where have you been all these years?"

"Hehe, I'm trapped in the sword abyss, I have to go back to Daotian Xiaoyou to send me back. Jian Jiu Ge said with a smile, the senior brothers were very happy to meet.

"Who are you?" asked Wan Qianshan.

"I've been trapped for too long, the sword qi has entered the body, and too much sword qi has accumulated in the body and can't be moved. "Jian Jiu Ge doesn't hide it.

"Heaven-breaking sword qi?" Thousands of mountains were shocked, the Sword Sect was built close to the sword abyss, he was very familiar with the sky-breaking sword qi, especially the bursts of sword intent emanating from the sword qi, even now with his realm, he could only feel a superficial feeling.

Under the sword abyss, it can only be more terrifying, the senior brother has been trapped for a hundred years, and the realm is not high.

Wait a minute!

Wan Qianshan suddenly thought of something, looked at Zangtian in shock, senior brother said that he was sent back by him?

Thousands of people couldn't help but swept their divine sense towards the Tibetan Heaven, the cultivation of the late stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

At the moment, he was even more shocked, it was really the cultivation of the Spirit Condensation Realm that was not even as good as an ant in his eyes, and he could be pinched to death with his hands.

couldn't help but look at Jian Jiuge.

Seeing his shocked gaze, Jian Jiu Ge knew what he was thinking, and replied, "That's what you think." ”

"But ......" The concentration of thousands of mountains couldn't help but jump their eyelids, it was really incredible.

"We've been standing here all along?" Zangtian asked, Wanqianshan seemed to have a very high status in the Sword Sect, and his realm was also very high, which made Zangtian unable to see through it, but he casually swept himself with his divine sense, which also made Zangtian feel slightly unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I was happy for a while, I forgot, I didn't entertain well. Wan Qianshan said apologetically.

The attitude of the thousands of mountains made Zangtian's senses for him greatly improved.

I didn't see how he moved, and the scene around him changed into a Taoist hall.

Zangtian found a chair and put Jian Jiuge down.

Without stage fright, he said: "I'm tired, arrange a place for me to rest." ”

He had been driving for a year with Jian Jiu Ge on his back, and he was really tired.

Jian Jiuge smiled and whispered a few times beside Wanqianshan.

The Thousands of Mountains Spiritual Power Sword flew out of the Dao Hall.

"You can cultivate with peace of mind in the Sword Sect, and I will also retreat to refine the sword qi in my body in the future. Jian Jiu Ge instructed: "The time will not be too short. ”

"Good. Zangtian agreed.

A person walked in outside the Dao Hall, slightly chubby, and looked to be in his fifties, but Zangtian knew that his real age must be more than that, because the aura on his body surpassed the Senses Heaven Realm, which was a new realm that Zangtian had never touched.

"Boss. The slightly chubby middle-aged man bowed and said.

Zangtian knew that Wan Qianshan was actually the head of the Sword Sect, and Jian Jiu Ge was the senior brother of the head of the sect, it turned out that what he boasted about before was true, so it seems that the realm should not be too low, but the images of Jian Jiu Ge and Wan Qian Shan standing together are very different.

"What kind of eyes are you kid?" Jian Jiu Ge asked with a glare.

"You are the senior brother in charge, but whether it is your appearance or momentum, you are not as good as your junior brother, hey, you are really aggrieved to live. Zangtian said regretfully, and sighed faintly.

"What do you kid know. Jian Jiu Ge said unconvinced: "A hundred years ago, I was also handsome and chic, suave and suave, and countless beauties bent their waists for me, but I was trapped in Jian Yuan for a hundred years, and my spirit was worn away by the sword intent. ”

"Elder Qu, I'll hand over Daotian Xiaoyou to you. Wan Qianshan pulled Elder Qu and explained.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll take care of it. Elder Qu replied, he was very surprised by Wan Qianshan's attitude towards Zangtian and the special arrangements.

Elder Qu glanced at Zangtian and the people around him, and then understood.

Hugging his fists and saying, "It turns out that Senior Brother Jian is back." He mistook Zangtian for Jian Jiuge's illegitimate son.

"Senior Brother Qu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Jian Jiu Ge greeted with a smile.

"Who are you?" asked Elder Qu puzzled.

"Hehe, I'm having a little problem with my body, but it's okay, just close it. Jian Jiu Ge said embarrassedly.

For his careful thoughts, Zangtian rolled his eyes, obviously afraid of being embarrassed by it.

Is this a small problem? A hundred years ago, he was still handsome and dashing, but now he came back as an old man in his twilight, and he was obviously seriously injured.

However, Jian Jiu Ge didn't say that he couldn't get to the bottom of it, "Then Senior Brother will take care of his injuries, and I'll arrange Dao Tian." ”

Zangtian followed Elder Qu away.

Jian Jiu Ge was in retreat, and in order to help him refine the sword qi in his body earlier, Wan Qianshan went into retreat with him, of course, this was only known after Zangtian.

The Sanctuary is unknown.

It is also in the middle of a Taoist hall.

A middle-aged woman sat on a high seat and angrily scolded the two maids kneeling below.

"What's the use of raising you two waste? I can't do a little thing, and if I don't do it well, I'll send you to blood prison. The middle-aged woman shouted.

Hearing the word "Blood Prison", a maid trembled, her eyes full of fear.

The other maid was equally frightened, but there was resentment in her eyes, it was really in the absence of the saint that they were subjected to inhuman torture, and they would be punished for doing something wrong, and they had to take off a layer of skin every time.

Today's cause is even more ridiculous, just because the footwashing water served to the woman was a little hot, she was whipped three times by the soul refining, and it was worse than death.

"The Holy Maiden never treated us like this before, so why did you punish us, and why did you send us to a bloody prison? The maid with resentment in her eyes couldn't stand it anymore and said with a backlash. Another maid hurriedly covered her mouth.

Although the saints looked terrible, and naturally exuded a cold feeling on their bodies, they had never been punished.

"Hmph, what are you guys, use the saint to press me, what is the saint girl? Don't say she's not there, even if she is, what can she do to me?" The middle-aged woman said angrily, and with a wave of her hand, she shot out a wave of spiritual power, and the maid kneeling on the ground fell to the ground as if she had been hit hard, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding and fell to the ground.

"You can also be angry with us, and you are proud in front of us, and the position of the saint is not something you have exchanged for with lowly means. Since she let go, she didn't plan to live, and the maid with resentment in her eyes trembled and stood up and scolded.

", I'm going to kill you two today. Poked in the sore spot, the woman said sharply, her face hideous.

"When I'm not there, you sit comfortably in my seat. A cold voice came.

The middle-aged woman was shocked, her face suddenly lost its blood, and she fell out of her seat in a panic.

In the Dao Hall, a woman dressed in red inexplicably appeared, with a blood-colored mask on her face, and a crescent moon engraved on the mask.

"Holy Maiden, you are back. The woman asked with a smirk on her knees.

"Aunt Lin, what did you just say I was?" Xiyue walked over and asked, a hand touched the top of the woman's head, and the spiritual power in the palm gushed out, and a little bit of force Lingu would be gone.

Aunt Lin was extremely nervous, but when she saw Xiyue killing people without blinking, she also felt that she didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

"I said I'm not a thing, I'm not a thing. Aunt Lin didn't dare to move.

"I don't like you to kill. This sentence suddenly popped up in Xiyue's mind, and it was said to her when Zangtian was at the ruins of King Dan.

A look of disgust appeared on Yuzuki's face, and she wanted to have a lingering shadow in her heart.

His eyes fluctuated, and after thinking about it, he finally withdrew the spiritual power in his palm.

Aunt Lin picked up a life and kowtowed frantically: "Thank you for the grace of the saint not to kill, thank you for the grace of the saint not to kill." ”

Xiyue walked to the high seat and sat down, with the majesty of a king, and looked around and said coldly: "Inform them that I am back." ”