The Heavenly Absolute Sword was originally one, and there is no verification of when and why it became male and female, and what the sword elders all know is that the Heavenly Absolute Sword will recondense into one under extreme circumstances, to be precise, when it encounters an invincible enemy.

A peerless sword!

Who is the man in the arrow tower? What is hidden in his body, weishenme, and how can he make the two swords one?

Shocked by all kinds of doubts, the three elders turned to the ghost path in unison, waiting for his explanation.

"The thing...... Ahem, that's ......"

In the face of this situation, the ghost road can't hide it and doesn't dare to hide it, so he can only tell the truth.

Part of the truth.

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Inside the arrow tower, the two Dao Ideological Fires intertwined, entangled, and fought with each other, intending to destroy or devour each other.

The blue and purple colored silk permeated his whole body, full of tyrannical and manic desires, and pounced towards the star-swallowing fire. In comparison, Starfire seems to be tiny and delicate, but it is more domineering and tough, with a hint of disdain. Thirteen Lang clearly felt that Xinghuo's violent attack was like child's play, and although he couldn't fight back and devour the other party due to Liliang's limitations, he still maintained a lofty posture.

That feeling is like a professional killer facing a talented martial artist among children, with contempt and reluctance. It only maintained its own territory, as if it was announcing to the Purple Will.

You don't deserve it!

Purple Yi became more manic and angry, and gradually poured out a trace of greed, it seemed to realize that this inconspicuous spark meant a lot to itself, and it was trying to exhaust the little energy it had accumulated over the endless years, and it also wanted to pocket it.

Besides. There is also a more subtle flame that spawns from the edge and gradually joins the battle. Compared to the two outrageously strong wills, the flame seemed weak and eerie, ignored by them.

Its color is indistinguishable, with a mixture of silver and silver in the blue, with a hint of orange-red, and its breath is faint, but it has its own roots like a mountain spring. Growing all the time.

On the battlefield, there is always breath to join the flames, in all directions. It's endless, it's endless, it's endless. Unlike the furious pride of the other two, this flame reveals a temperament that should not be on the battlefield: cunning!

If it's a sword intent. At this time, it has long been erased, but it does not come from outside the body, but the will possessed by this battlefield itself, that is, Thirteen Lang himself.

It wandered cautiously, but unswervingly, everywhere, and whenever the purple intent collided violently with the starfire and had to give up a trace of ember, the flame-swallowing flame would always swoop up and swallow it up. Then it immediately ducked to the side, hiding in the corner of the two powerful masses that were imperceptible to reach. Be patient and wait for the next opportunity.

It's growing, it's growing, it's waiting for the opportunity for a decisive battle.

This is its home turf!

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At some point, the restlessness of the sword tower gradually calmed down, and the bright light of the explosion dissipated. Thousands of sword intents roared and returned to their original positions, prostrate and couldn't get out.

They are also waiting, waiting for an outcome.

Ghost Dao and the three old men entered the tower, looked at Thirteen Lang who was paralyzed on the ground, and looked at each other.

"What now?" Onido asked blankly.

Even if he was the old master of the Heavenly Absolute Sword, he couldn't take it into his body. Since the heavens have spirituality, they have their own pride. Now that it has entered the body of this little monk, no one knows what will happen next.

The old woman looked at it angrily and said, "The matter started because of you, you have to come and ask me and wait!"

The ghost nodded in distraction, then shook his head again, as if he had gone out of his body.

An old man said: "Ten thousand swords are dormant, and the heavens are unified, don't you think that this situation is secretly in line with what the master is referring to?"

Another old man sneered and said, "He's just a cultivator. ”

The old man in front said, "But he is not yet twenty years old. ”

Ghost Dao came to his senses, and then said excitedly: "Yes, yes, he is so young, and his future is immeasurable!"

The old man still wanted to argue, but the old woman opened her mouth to stop him: "What's the point of saying this, things are already like this, and the plan now depends first on whether he can live." ”

Several old men were silent, looking at the puddle of muddy people, their old faces were full of sadness, and they said in a pleading tone: "How can you guarantee that he is alive?"

"No guarantees!"

"If this son had been an ordinary monk, he would have already been torn apart and reduced to ashes. It's really a loss to him, he has such a strong body at such a young age!"

The old woman said a compliment that made Thirteen Lang feel ashamed to death when he heard it, and ordered: "The old body takes him away, don't hide any good things, and send them to my cave by yourself." ”

Without waiting for a few people to say anything, the old woman waved her sleeves and rolled up the body of Thirteen Lang and walked away, leaving the three old men staring at each other with big eyes and at a loss.

When it comes to the ability to save people, the old woman is the most accomplished of the few, and she has no objection to her actions, but the question is, what is the matter with the supreme treasure of the sect entering the body of Thirteen Lang like this?

Can it come back, and if not, should he be ......

"No guarantees?

Ghost Dao suddenly realized the meaning of this word, turned around and roared at the person: "What are you still doing, hurry up and hand over the Tianxin Pill, don't forget, you owe the old lady a favor." ”

Turning around, he roared at the other old man: "And you, the old immortal hurry up and hand over the Soul Gathering Grass to me, otherwise, you know the consequences." ”

The old man said angrily: "He is obviously caused by the inability of his physical body to withstand the sword intent, what is the use of gathering the soul grass, if his physical body finally collapses, the soul will definitely be absorbed by the sword spirit, and the old man's things will be ruined in vain." ”

"There is no spirit in the sky, and the spirit is the soul, who knows if this kid will swallow it back; ”

The ghost was arrogant and nonsense, and turned around under the pretext of rummaging through his treasures, leaving two old men who had not yet figured out what had happened to each other, smiling bitterly and shaking their heads.

"He dares to say such a rebellious word, it is simply a deception to destroy the ancestors!"

"Doom. Doom!"

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A few days later, the news of Ran Hopeless's killing spread in Cangyun, and the turmoil caused by the "Warcraft" was speculated. People were shocked and exclaimed, speculating about what happened in the Demon Domain, there was such a high-end demon beast leaving the foreign land and bringing such killing.

The Battle Dao Shuangmeng, the Cangyun Sect, and the Thirteen Dao Courtyards joined forces to organize a large-scale search and investigation again. He even sent a team deep into the Demon Domain, hoping to find clues. As a result, nothing was found, and everyone's eyes turned to it. One after another, they were projected to the Ancient Sword Gate.

Counting the Taoist Academy that was not born in theory, four of the five major shili of Cangyun were damaged or humiliated, and the remaining one naturally couldn't get out of it.

And then everyone found out. Not only is it not easy to enter, but those who enter will be subjected to extremely strict interrogation, and they will not be allowed to enter or leave.

Soon, Gu Jianmen received a joint summons from Mo Li, the envoy of the Dao Alliance, and Tiger Eye, the envoy of the Battle Alliance, and told what happened in a calm but resolute tone, and asked what happened to Gu Jianmen, whether he could assist several families in hunting down the fierce beasts, whether he needed the assistance of the Dao Alliance, and so on.

The external affairs of the Ancient Sword Sect were not usually handled by the elders. However, in this kind of major matter, it is difficult for ordinary disciples to make decisions, so they naturally push it to the ghost path.

"The matter started because of you, it is a matter of life and death of the sect, and it involves Xiao Shisanlang. It's up to you to do it yourself. An elder said. ...,

"Don't say anything like you don't know, the old body and mind know it. The old woman was also unceremonious.

"Take the blame!" said an old man, gloating.

"It's my duty!"

The righteousness of the ghost path was awe-inspiring, which comforted several people, but when a few old guys left with their front feet, the ghost path immediately changed their faces and scolded bitterly.

"A bunch of idiots!"

He then sent a letter back to the Daomeng, calmly and resolutely rejecting their request. with request.

No reason?

"The stinky boy is right, there is no evidence, hide and think about it slowly!"

This is the method that Thirteen Lang taught him after waking up, it can be said that the scoundrel is shameless and unscrupulous to the extreme, but it makes the ghost convincing.

"There isn't a single spy in the Ancient Sword Sect? Is it possible? They really don't know what's going on here?"

Regarding the turmoil that can be Yujian, Thirteen Lang used an extremely irresponsible attitude to bewitch the elders of the Sword Gate, like a pimpy face.

"This is a temptation, what I see is the confidence of the waist, the more I am afraid, the more troublesome things will happen. As long as their chests are high, they dare to reach out to the Ancient Sword Sect without any real evidence?"

"Ignore them, sooner or later, everyone will know this matter, but there is a number, and no one dares to move lightly. It won't take long for it to be like a mirror lake with a small stone falling, and it will still be calm. ”

"I really think that the Dao Alliance was opened by them, just rely on a few of them, and start a war against the Ancient Sword Gate for this?

Thirteen Lang slumped on the bed without any strength, and mocked to his heart's content: "You are still a few elders, and you don't have any insight." ”

"Smack!"

The ghost Dao viciously raised his hand and landed gently, patted it on the head of the young man who couldn't resist, and scolded: "You're on the face, hurry up and get out of here, busy with your inner courtyard!"

Shisanlang said with difficulty: "I'm paralyzed, it's better than a fart, it's better than sleeping or sitting in meditation." ”

With the investment of Ghost Dao and others regardless of their blood, Thirteen Lang finally fell to the end of his body being shattered and his soul being swallowed, which was a lucky and coincidental ending, which made people speechless.

There are four important reasons for this. One is that the sword spirit is not a human soul after all, and it cannot do anything to take it away; The second is that the sword spirit in order to fight with that will, and finally merge into one, and even the body is brought into the body of Thirteen Lang, if Thirteen Lang collapses, it will not be good. The third is naturally because the will is too strong, so strong that in the end, it is equal to the sword spirit with the body, and it is a lose-lose situation.

Zuihou is relatively speechless, the two strong men fight, and the fisherman's profit will inevitably become the final result; but the fisherman who gains the profit cannot swallow and merge the two, but because it contains the breath of the two, it has become an extremely fragile balance weight.

To be precise, now in the body of Thirteen Lang, the battle between the sword spirit and that will has not ended, and it will touch a few times from time to time, and then hibernate. And Thirteen Lang, who is a conciliator, sits in the center, appeases this and harmonizes that, and almost takes a bite of it. Like a sinister poisonous snake.

The wonderful thing is that the more time passes, the more the two can't do anything about him, and the reason is simple, once Thirteen Lang's will is erased, it means that this body becomes a corpse, and there is no possibility of recovery. Then the result is naturally the destruction of all three parties. The sword spirit may survive, but it will definitely be ruined, and everything he has tried will come to naught.

It certainly doesn't like it. If you are not happy, you can only endure it, and you can only find a way slowly.

"When you figure out a way, I will become an immortal, master!" said Shisanlang silently and proudly.

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Triumph is followed by depression. Thirteen Lang looked down at his appearance and shook his head with a wry smile.

He wasn't really the winner in this inexplicable encounter, at least not for the time being. ...,

He failed to subdue the Heavenly Sword, and instead of realizing his original intention of coming here, he became a cripple. Every touch of the two wills brought great damage to his physical body, and now he can only rely on his strong physical body to hold on, and in addition, he has to swallow a large number of cherished pills every day, which can almost be described as hanging.

The benefits cannot be said to be completely absent. The Heavenly Absolute Sword is now in his body, and sooner or later it will be used, and the benefits brought by the strengthening of the mind are self-evident, although it is not to improve cultivation, but it has a long-term effect.

The greatest disadvantage is the physical body, and the greatest good is also the physical body. Thirteen Lang swallowed a large number of treasures, in addition to healing his injuries, it also brought drastic changes to his body. The only problem is that there is no way to use it for the time being.

"Since this is already the case, why not be ruthless?"

After the ghost path was gone, Thirteen Lang pondered the situation in front of him. Gradually, one of the thoughts that made him tremble with excitement and horror. He took out the thunder stone from Shangguan Xinya from the space, and quietly felt the tyrannical thunder power in it, so he was in trouble.

"I can't think of any way to use this thing, since I have a fight, it's better to ......"

Perhaps because he felt that he was too shameless, the shameless Thirteen Lang's face was a little red, and at the same time, he was a little worried and hesitated. But in the end, he couldn't hold back his greedy desire after all, and threw the thunder stone directly into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

With the four masters in charge, backed by the power of the entire sect, and a senior who specializes in healing and personally taking action, Thirteen Lang really can't think of when he will encounter such an opportunity to use the thunder stone without worrying about his life.

"If you miss today, you will regret it for life, you owe a lot of debts, and you will pay it back slowly in the future!"

Having made an oath to Gu Jianmen and Ghost Dao and others in his heart, Thirteen Lang urged spiritual power to stimulate the thunder stone.

There was a loud bang, and the quiet room seemed to have an earthquake, and the entire cave shook violently. Violent thunder gushed out, directly penetrating Shisanlang's body and splitting the prohibition to pieces.

"Oh my God!"

The ghost who was talking to the old woman jumped up, and when he noticed what was happening, he called God directly.

The old woman's face was not much better, and she came to the place where Thirteen Lang was like lightning with the ghost road, and looked at the body that was as black as coals of fire, and still exuded the smell of flesh and lightning, and was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

"He's looking for death!" shouted the old man who heard the news.

"It's not about death, it's blackmail!" another old man roared.

"It's too much, it's too much!" In the beast ring, Big Gray let out a long-lost sigh, so ashamed, so proud.

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Spring and autumn, cold and summer, the world changes, and it is always in flux.

The spiritual realm ushered in the Daoist Academy, and the Demon Domain was also completely peaceful, and the people of the world were busy with the world's affairs, and different stories were happening in the corners and corners.

Some of these stories are completely independent and do not affect others, while others seem to be clueless but have an inherent inevitability.

For example, when Thirteen Lang set off a storm in Cangyun, something was happening in a corner of the Demon Domain hundreds of millions of miles away.

At a certain time and in a certain place, in a certain valley and a certain stream, in a certain cave and in a certain house.

"Sister Yu, we're moving again, aren't we?"

Ding Dong looked at the phantom woman who was busy around, and said with a look of guilt, "If it weren't for my ......"

"This is Leng Yu's duty. ”

Compared with that year, Leng Yu's body was much more condensed, but his complexion was not much bloody, and it was slightly poignant. Her cold expression also changed from before, but there was a little more warmth in the depths of her eyes.

As soon as the words came out, Leng Yu seemed to feel that his tone was a little inappropriate, and said: "We can't be careless, since I can find Miss at the beginning, others can naturally do too." It's just that hard work is not conducive to self-cultivation, and Miss's situation has changed recently, so she needs to be careful. ”...,

Hearing her words, a trace of gloom flashed in Ding Dong's eyes, and then he chuckled and said, "Sister will be my sister-in-law in the future, so don't use this title anymore." Dingdong will take care of his body and wait for the day when his brother comes to you. ”

"Don't talk about that beast again!"

Leng Yu scolded in shame and indignation, and suddenly remembered the relationship between Ding Dong and Thirteen Lang as siblings, it was still inappropriate for him to be like this, and he was embarrassed and ashamed for a while, angry and aggrieved, and his eyes were a little red.

She quickly turned around and whispered, "He won't come." ”

Tinker Bell winked slyly and said, "What if my brother comes?"

"If you dare to come, I'll kill him!"

"Ahh

"It's not...... I mean, even if he came, he was here for Miss, and it had nothing to do with Leng Yu. ”

Dingdong chuckled and said, "Brother wouldn't think so. ”

Leng Yu said: "What he thinks has nothing to do with me, it's a big deal...... Big deal, I'll go!"

Ding Dong desperately held back a smile and said seriously: "My sister wants to leave, and my brother and I will not agree." ”

"My legs are long on me, so I can walk if I want to. ”

Leng Yu didn't want to continue this topic, so he didn't wait for Ding Dong to say anything, and asked instead: "Years ago, you always said that there was a warning sign in your heart, how do you feel recently?"

At the mention of this, Ding Dong's weak expression was slightly calm, and he replied: "It was already calm, but I don't know Weishenme, and I suddenly feel frightened these days, and it is a little different from the previous time...... Seems to be pointed......"

She said: "Sister, do you think this is credible? If my Sansheng clan really has the ability to predict good luck and evil, why did it end up at this step?"

Leng Yu said solemnly: "You can't say that, everyone knows the talent of the three lives, otherwise how could it be so valued by the Demon King Palace." As a saint, Miss has a little sense of what she can do, but what do you mean by being different, and what do you mean?"

"I don't know, but I think the previous crisis seemed to be about me alone, and this time it was directed at someone close to me. ”

Ding Dong thought about it seriously, and said with a worried look: "It seems to be my brother." ”

"What!" Leng Yu Huo Ran turned around.

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