I don't know how long it was, but it felt like hundreds of years had passed.

Zangtian finally woke up, his whole body was sore, he moved, and his body was already stiff.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, Xiyue lay on his body, listening to the sound of breathing, and fell asleep.

Zangtian only remembered that the two of them had been descending at a high speed, and their bodies were scratched by the sword qi, and the sword intent invaded their minds, thinking that they would be killed by falling to death or being killed by the sword qi, but they didn't know why they were safe and sound now, it seemed that the white jade tortoise shell flashed out, and then Zangtian fell into a coma.

The divine consciousness dispersed, and the blood marks on the body that had been drawn by the sword qi before were gone, and the breath of the whole person was condensed a lot, and it actually reached the late stage from the middle stage of the spirit condensation realm.

Zangtian watched in shock as the liquid mass at the dantian turned into a huge lake, and a small golden sword in the sea of knowledge was suspended next to the divine soul, the small sword was composed of sword qi, exuding a strong sword intent, and seemed to be able to cut everything in the world.

At present, the little sword is still very illusory, but it also makes Zangtian feel a strong crisis.

He didn't know where the little sword came from or if it would hurt him, but it didn't seem to be dangerous for now.

As if sensing that he was awake, the little sword circled around the spirit twice, showing great excitement.

The Hidden Heaven Divine Soul opened its eyes, and its chubby little hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and suddenly a set of swordsmanship was imprinted in the Divine Soul.

The name says: Heaven-breaking swordsmanship.

There are seven styles of swordsmanship: slashing, shadowless, thick earth, turning clouds, covering rain, thunder, and breaking the sky.

"What an amazing swordsmanship. Zangtian sighed, his vision is very high, and when he says amazing, he must be very amazing: "It exceeds the magic spells he knows." ”

Too late to study swordsmanship, Zangtian opened his eyes and woke up the setting moon.

When Xiyue woke up, she was lying ambiguously in Zangtian's arms, she was lying on the ground comfortably, and had a long dream, which seemed to be illusory, unreal but as if it had happened again. She knew in her heart that the dream was that person's life.

With the improvement of cultivation, as well as the stimulation of the recent death, the seal on the divine soul has been loosened, and the divine soul is struggling, and she can feel that sooner or later she will wake up, and that day will not be too far away.

"You're not afraid of death, are you? Yuzuki asked, lying on top of him, face to face.

As Yutsuki spoke, the heat hit Zangtian's face, and Zangtian's face began to heat up and turn red.

"I'm afraid of death, and I'm even more afraid that you will die alone. Zangtian said, his tone becoming more and more serious: "I will die with you." ”

I'll die with you!

"Fool. Xiyue scolded, lowered her head, and her lips naturally fell on Zangtian's lips.

For a moment, Zangtian's eyes widened, and he was nervous to what time it was, staring at the setting moon at a loss.

"Hmph!" Xiyue raised her head and snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with his eyes.

Zangtian suddenly understood, faster than he comprehended the exercises, and immediately closed his eyes.

Yuzuki kissed him on the lips again, and the kiss was deep.

Cool, thin, very elastic, very comfortable to kiss, Tibetan Tian thought with his eyes closed.

The two kissed for a long time, and they were reluctant to let go, until there was a coughing sound on the side.

"Ahem......"

Xiyue immediately turned over and left Zangtian's embrace, and Zangtian also quickly stood up and looked vigilantly towards the place where the voice sounded.

The abyss is very dark underneath, but it is not a problem for monks to see things clearly.

In front of him sat an old man cross-legged in the open space, his clothes in tatters, and his gray hair falling down in a mess, like a ghost.

"I know you're not going to die, and you must have a lot to say now, but can you be considerate of me, an old man? I've been trapped here for a hundred years, and it really hurts me to see you make out. The old man growled.

"Who are you?" Zangtian asked after staring at the old man for a long time, feeling that there was no danger.

"Hahaha, finally someone asked me this question. The old man smiled presumptuously, very excited, it seemed that many people had asked him this question before, but there was no one trapped here, so naturally no one would ask again.

"You may not have seen me, but you must have heard my name. The old man took a breath and said proudly: "I am the Sword Nine Song a hundred years ago. ”

Zangtian and Xiyue glanced at each other, their eyes full of questions, who is Jian Jiuge? They hadn't heard of it, but it sounded quite powerful.

"I haven't heard of it. Zangtian said honestly.

The old man felt that he was seriously injured, more seriously than the injuries he suffered from being trapped under the abyss of the falling sun for a hundred years, and being invaded by sword intent every day.

"You haven't even heard the Nine Songs of the Sword?" the old man was angry and recalled, "A hundred years ago, ......"

"We weren't born a hundred years ago. Zangtian said politely.

"Forehead......" The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "You are not from the Holy Land, and you are from the Forsaken Land?"

Zangtian heard this name again, and Zhan Invincible told him that the Canglan Continent was the abandoned land.

"Yes, I'm not from the Sanctuary, I'm from the Forsaken Lands. "Zangtian said plainly.

"That's amazing. The old man said appreciatively, he didn't die if he fell from such a high place.

"Alright. Xiyue suddenly interrupted the old man's words and said, "Where are you from, how did you come here, and what are you doing here?"

Xiyue asked three questions in a row, and her tone was cold: "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you." ”

She is usually very quiet and doesn't talk much, probably due to her previous habits, and sometimes she becomes very fierce.

"Wow, what a fierce female doll, it scared my old man to death. The old man said, with no expression of fear on his face.

Xiyue's face turned cold, giving people a cold feeling, and she could burst out and kill at any time.

"Alright. The old man accepted it when he saw it, and said happily: "I'm from the Holy Domain, I don't know how I came here, as for what to do?"

The old man raised his head and looked upward, and said, "Of course, it's to comprehend the sword intent here." ”

The Falling Sun Abyss exudes sword intent, and when it is above, it is not strong, only Zangtian and Ming Buping can feel it, but at the bottom, the sword intent has turned into substance, and anyone can feel it, but it is not so easy to feel it.

Beneath the abyss was not pitch black, but there was a faint light, and the source of the light was an illusory sword qi.

Zangtian and Xiyue raised their heads and looked up at the old man's gaze, and there were small golden swords above, which were sword qi, shuttling back and forth, chasing and playing with each other, forming a sea of sword qi, exuding terrifying sword intent.

Zangtian was a little stunned for a while, and the trajectory of the sword qi shuttle formed a series of lines, expounding the profound avenue, and the set of swordsmanship he got complemented each other, and the golden illusory little sword in the sea of knowledge became active, looking like it was about to rush out.

After looking at it twice, two lines of bloody tears flowed from Xiyue's eyes, and she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

"Don't look too much, the sword intent is too strong, it will ruin your eyes. The old man kindly reminded him, and then it was as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Huh, are you alright?" exclaimed the old man.

"What will happen?" asked Zangten, puzzled.

"Can you understand?" the old man asked happily, he had been trapped here for a hundred years, and he had been suffering from sword intent all the time, if he hadn't been a sword cultivator himself, he might have been ground to death by sword intent.

And Zangtian was unharmed, and the faint realm had improved, which made him very incredible.

"I can read it...... A little. Zangtian said modestly, since he was a child, he has had a natural affinity for the Daofa, and he will see what he will do.

"And what do you see?" the old man asked excitedly.

"A great avenue, and a set of swordsmanship. Zangtian said honestly.

"It's terrible, the afterlife is terrifying. The old man said.

"Would you like to be my disciple?" the old man asked.

"I don't want to. Zang Tian refused without even thinking about it, he was the patriarch of the Tibetan Underworld, and his identity did not allow him to have a master.

"Oh, it's a shame that you missed a very good master and a very good opportunity. The old man said regretfully, feeling sorry for Zangtian in his tone, but feeling sorry for himself in his heart.

"As long as you are my apprentice, I can agree to you on any conditions. The old man said seductively.

"I don't want to. ”

Zangtian didn't even look at him, and looked at the sea of sword qi again.

After looking at it for a long time, the trajectory of the sword qi formed a word, and then Zangtian saw a lot of words, and a lot of words formed a sentence.

"If you are not there, I will lift the day, cover the earth, and bury the world—Li Tianqi. ”

If you are so domineering, you have a domineering name, and you have to be as high as the sky.

Zangtian's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of pride, as well as the loss and sting that he couldn't find.