"Little guy, do you have the guts to give it a go?" Sword Ancestor stared at Ying Zheng and said with a smile.

Ying Zheng struggled in his heart, thinking left and right and said, "It is an honor for the younger generation to be able to fight side by side with the seniors. "There is a dead end left and right, and he can only pin his hopes on this.

Jian Zu looked at Ying Zheng and smiled mysteriously, as if he had seen through Ying Zheng's careful thoughts, but he didn't mean to break it, and then seven red, green, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple flags appeared out of thin air in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the seven-pole flag flew directly in front of Ying Zheng, and then said, "This is the Yin Yang Great Array, you only need to arrange the Yin Yang Great Array around the sea of blood of the evil beast, and then collect it with the Sky Devouring Bottle, and you will complete your mission and leave." ”

Jian Zu's face was solemn, and then the light in his hand flashed, and a simple and swarthy bottle appeared in his hand, carved with mysterious symbols on his flat body, and also flew directly to Ying Zheng's side.

Looking at the seven-pole flag fluttering in front of me and a small swarthy bottle, it looked like a small vase. Ying Zheng was a little reluctant, but he also knew that with his own strength, he might only be able to help with this little favor.

Those strong people at the beginning, even if their strength is less than one-ten-thousandth of their peak, they are not what he can fight against now. It really didn't do anything for him to stay.

"The seniors, the juniors' strength is low, and the high temperature outside is ......" Ying Zheng said a little embarrassed, and he hated his low strength more and more in his heart, he felt the sadness of not having strength again and again, strength, and he urgently needed to become stronger.

"You only need to inject a little aura into the Sky Swallowing Bottle, and it will naturally protect you. Sword Ancestor looked at the seven-pole flag of the Yin-Yang Great Array and the Sky Swallowing Bottle, his expression was a little nostalgic, and he couldn't help but say, "When you have collected the sea of blood of that evil animal, you can leave with the Yin Yang Flag and the Sky Swallowing Bottle! ”

Ying Zheng's heart sincerely rose with admiration, and the persistence of the Sword Ancestor made him extremely embarrassed. But he didn't go to his heart, he wasn't a saint in the first place, and he didn't have the heart to save the world. The character is predestined from the moment he is born, he is not destined to be a hero and does not want to be a hero.

As long as you protect what you want to protect in your heart, then even if all living beings are extinct, it has nothing to do with you. Because he is not a saint, he cannot understand the saint's compassion for the heavens and people, let alone a hero, nor can he empathize with the hero's sentiment of sacrificing his life to save the world.

Therefore, although Ying Zheng admires people like Jianzu very much, he will never be able to understand the psychology of these people. Mother Earth is like this, in order to save the creatures of this heaven and earth, now there is only a trace of remnant soul left. The same is true of the Sword Ancestors, their strength is monstrous, and they have already stood at the pinnacle of this heaven and earth, if they are bent on escaping, the Heavenly Father may not be able to kill them all.

But they didn't, which made Ying Zheng have a feeling that it was unclear. But after thinking about it, there may be only one answer that can be explained clearly, that is, they have the same things as himself that they want to protect in their hearts, and they would rather fight to the death than be alone.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but think, if he also came to that day, his strength was enough to protect himself, how would he choose? Can he ruthlessly and unjustly abandon Huaxia, abandon Daqin, abandon his hometown, and abandon those soldiers and courtiers who were born and died for him?

He was a little bitter in his heart, laughed at himself, stretched out his right hand and directly grabbed the Heaven Swallowing Bottle, and then put away the Yin and Yang Flag with his left hand, and bowed to the Sword Ancestor sincerely, "Thank you, senior." ”

Sword Ancestor nodded, smiled slightly, and then said, "Are you ready?"

Ying Zheng nodded, naturally knowing the meaning of the Dao Sword Ancestor, he held the Yin Yang Flag and the Sky Swallowing Bottle tightly with both hands, as if this could make him feel a sense of security. He is now like a drowning man, even if he grabs a straw, he will not let go.

"The heavens and the earth are vast, and all things are dogs. Shoot the sword into the clouds and get rid of the decay. Tiangang is upright, and he will rest if he dies. My heart is worried, and I am in love for a long time. Sword Ancestor shouted loudly, and then Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, looking relieved, holding the ancient long sword, with a wave of his hand, the space rippled like rippling clear water.

Ying Zheng only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a scorching breath hit, he was shocked, and immediately activated his spiritual energy, which was infused into the Heaven Swallowing Bottle in his right hand, and the scorching qi disappeared.

Then the figure of a behemoth appeared in front of him again, and Yingzheng's pupils suddenly dilated, staring at the giant beast vigilantly.

"Boy, you're still playing tricks with this king, see if you don't die this time. The giant beast was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily. For the ant in front of him, he hated to eat it alive.

Playing with itself three or four times makes it almost hate to break its heart and grit its teeth. Originally, this kid disappeared suddenly, and he was still melancholy and depressed, thinking that Ying Zheng was directly shocked to death by the broken sword and turned into a vacuum.

It's not that it's depressed or melancholy because Ying Zheng died, but it doesn't know if it will die with this broken sword and completely decay in this ghost place. But this little guy suddenly appeared at this time, as if there was some little secret on his body, and he had hidden it, and he hadn't discovered it yet.

But it doesn't matter to it anymore, as long as it swallows this bastard scrap, all secrets are no longer secrets, all are its own.

"Roaring ......" The giant beast suddenly opened its mouth wide and sucked towards Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng only felt that the huge mouth in front of him was like a black hole, exuding endless suction, pulling him, which made him almost stunned. Fortunately, it seems that the Sky Swallowing Bottle has reduced most of its sucking power. How dare he be careless, after noticing it, he immediately injected spiritual energy into the Sky Swallowing Bottle with all his strength, he didn't want to be swallowed by this evil beast and turned into a pile of.

"Evil beast, suffer death!" the voice of the Sword Ancestor suddenly sounded, as deafening as the Honglu Bell.

"Roar......" The behemoth suddenly felt a splitting headache and let out a deafening roar.

Above its skull, the ancient sword that was as rusty as it trembled, and as if it had gone mad, it rushed upward, as if trying to break free from the beast's skull.

A cyan light, rising to the sky, emitted from the top of the long sword, and then like a rusty long sword slope out, flying into the sky, the sword body was like a rusty thing, suddenly shocked down, the sword body was cyan, carved with ancient mysterious patterns, the sharp cyan long sword revealed the true face of Lushan, exuding a cyan demonic light.

"Chongyun Sword, you are finally reluctant, you don't want to die with this king! Ha! Ha! I have figured it out, in the future, the well water will not interfere with the river water, and the road will go half of the road towards the sky. The giant beast was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed, how many years, this broken sword has trapped it for endless years, and it is finally about to see the light of day.

"Hmph, the evil beast thinks it's very beautiful, let's die!" In the sky above the Chongyun Sword, the figure of the Sword Ancestor slowly condensed, glared at the giant beast, and roared loudly.

"You're not dead yet...... the giant beast's voice trembled with faint fear, it was obvious that the Sword Ancestor had given it an indelible memory.

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