"Pang Jian."

The thin old man snorted lightly, looked at the hilt of the magic sword, and said, "Feng Niang and Source Demon, you can choose one." ”

Without waiting for Pang Jian to speak, he said again: "If you choose the Source Demon, you need to draw your sword with your own strength. If you pull it out, it means that you may have the ability to control it, and if you can't pull it out, the sword will continue to stay in the sword tower. ”

"Whoosh!"

He flashed to the position of the Source Demon Sword and sneered, "I don't have a long memory!" ”

His body quietly became transparent, and a pale cyan spirit sword, like a skeleton all over his body, emerged from under his blue robe.

Thousands of dazzling sword lights, like divine dragon essence lightning, submerged into the wall where the Source Demon Sword was inserted, instantly extinguishing all the pitch-black magic fires that invaded the Sword Tower.

In just a moment, the sword tower returned to its original state.

The sword light that belonged to him turned into many chains that were difficult to see with the naked eye, locking the Source Demon Sword underneath.

His sword power and sword intent were still continuously infiltrating the Source Demon Sword, striking at the power of the Source Demon Sword.

Soon, the Source Demon Sword was greatly injured, and he whined: "Dead old man, I was cut off by you back then, and it's only because Mo Nan was too weak to be promoted to the true god." ”

"If he becomes a true god, I will become one with his true god body, and I may not be defeated by you!"

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, it's still because your heart to seek demons is not firm enough, and you haven't been able to become a god and demon."

"Pang Jian, you are my master, I will help you promote to the true god of the human race."

"Take me away!"

The roar of the Source Demon Sword Soul gradually turned into a wail.

The crying also stopped abruptly at a certain moment.

Pang Jian's eyes showed a different color, and he could already see that the three people in front of him were the sword souls of the three divine swords.

The sword is their body.

And the Source Demon Sword inserted in the wall of the Sword Tower was suppressed by these three divine swords, and the sword soul and sword body were suppressed, and could not appear in human form.

"Source Demon, you actually fell in love with such a kid."

A gloomy woman's voice suddenly sounded.

Pang Jian turned his head to take a look, and saw that in the corner of the first floor of the sword tower, there was another strange sword with the hilt protruding out.

The sword, as if it was all made of white bones, exuded a strong aura of death.

"White bones, it's nothing to do with you, you'd better shut up."

Feng Niang sneered and said, "Because of your forging, there is an additional sinful White Bone City in the Purgatory World. You're even more damned than the Source Demon, and you'll never be able to break away from the Sword Tower. ”

"Heh, I'm waiting for the Sword Tower to fall, waiting for Li Zhaotian to die, waiting for everyone to die." The White Bone Sword grinned and said, "Although it was the Purgatory Terran who refined me, if no one is qualified to control me, then I will go to find the alien gods outside the sky." ”

"I'm just a sword, not a Terran, and I don't feel guilty about where I belong."

The White Bone Sword fanned the flames: "Source Demon, please help me introduce me then." I've heard you say that in the vast galaxy of the outer lands, there are so-called gods who spread death everywhere. ”

"I just like guys like that!"

The White Bone Sword shouted.

The fat old man snorted coldly and said, "If there is really that day, I will destroy you first!" ”

As soon as the words fell, thousands of sword lights flew out of his body, submerged into the location where the white bone sword was, and slashed the ideology of the white bone sword one by one.

The Source Demon Sword, the White Bone Sword, was suddenly silent.

Pang Jian went to the corner to explore again, and saw a bloody sword hilt, which was also inserted into the wooden floor on the first floor.

This sword smelled of blood, and its sword soul was silent.

The Source Demon Sword, the White Bone Sword, and the Blood Sword also seem to be spirit swords that have reached the realm of gods.

These three swords were stained with too many sins, and the sword bearers were all bombarded by the strong men of the sword tower, and the sword ...... was pardoned and suppressed on the first floor of the Sword Tower.

When he first arrived at the Sword Tower, Pang Jian was shocked by the powerful heritage of the sect.

Even if the Heart Dao Sect declines, as long as a true god is born again, it will inevitably rise to the sky.

Just the divine sword he saw, there were three in front of him, and there were three other god-level evil things that had been suppressed.

In Li Zhaotian's hand, it must also be a divine sword, plus the one in Li Yuqing's hand.

The number of artifacts in the Sword Tower made him simply breathtaking.

"Have you thought about it?"

Feng Niang urged impatiently, "Is it Lao Niang and me, or is it the Source Demon Sword?" ”

At this time, the Source Demon was no longer able to make a sound.

Pang Jian hesitated and asked, "I want to know the origin of the Source Demon Sword." ”

"Yes."

The thin old man nodded lightly, and said with a straight face: "This sword, the sword soul is called the Source Demon, and it is forged with a strange soul that does not belong to purgatory. ”

"The Source Demon Sword has only one master, and it is the Demon Sword Sect Master Mo Nan, who failed when he attacked the True God Realm and suffered from the erosion of the Demon Sword. However, Mo Nan, who failed to promote the true god, not only did he not die but his combat power surged, and he deliberately communicated with the foreign gods of the outer land, in a vain attempt to lure the foreign gods of the outer world to purgatory. ”

"In the end, a sword god before the Sword Tower is also my former ...... Master, kill Mo Nan, and also shatter the Source Demon Sword into two. ”

"A section of the Source Demon Sword disappeared into the mist after it broke, and it has never appeared again."

"Another severed sword was suppressed on this floor of the sword tower, in fact, the horror of the sword soul has been greatly weakened."

"But this sword is still very evil, the source demon is not a purgatory, it will always try to infect the sword wielder. It is not difficult to resist its infestation, and it is controlled by it when it attacks the true God. ”

"You ......"

The thin old man paved the way, and said with a calm face: "I suggest you choose Feng Niang." ”

As soon as he heard that the Source Demon was not a purgatory, Pang Jian's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "I choose the Source Demon Sword!" ”

He moved to the magic sword with a black crystal jade hilt, and after holding it decisively, he immediately exerted his strength.

The strange power around him exploded, and the qi and blood flowed to the palm of his hand, and he struggled to lift it.

The Source Demon Sword didn't move at all!

Meanwhile.

Hundreds of strange sword intents followed the meridians of his palm, directly to his sea of knowledge.

"Whew! Whew! ”

Wisps of sword intent transformed into strange alien demons in the outer galaxy.

Some are beautiful and extraordinary women, some are monsters that bite the strong of the human race, some are monsters with many demon spirits, or magic eyes like abyssal caverns, and some are dark purple ogre flowers.

"My new master, I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

The alien demon transformed by the sword intent happily wandered in Pang Jian's vast sea of knowledge, heading towards the edge of the sea of knowledge.

All kinds of alien demons obviously flew towards the edge of the sea of knowledge, but they all had a trace of soul line connected to Pang Jian's golden soul.

Pang Jian stood up to the sky, and there was a golden soul ten thousand feet high in his own sea of consciousness, and he looked coldly at the flying of hundreds of strange demons.

He felt that those sword intent demons were looking into his heart.

There are also foreign demons, quietly falling down the "spring" below the sea of knowledge, trying to infect his ideology.

The golden spirit sneered.

"Laughing at what?"

"New master, your breath is a little strange, your spirit ......"

"Huh!"

"Boom!"

Hundreds of alien demons turned into sword intent, and with a little soul breath induction, they suddenly poured into Pang Jian's golden divine soul!

All the alien demons were far away a moment ago, and they became far away from Pang Jian's golden soul, but they all impacted Pang Jian's soul in one breath.

In an instant, Pang Jian was hit by hundreds of chaotic and turbulent thoughts and wills, and the golden soul was impacted together.

It was as if there were hundreds of spiritual torrents carrying thousands of distracting thoughts, pouring into his soul, drowning and destroying his self-spirit, and imprinting a soul mark that did not belong to him.

"Outlands, aliens, this is what you're capable of?"

Pang Jian shook his head and sneered.

As soon as his mind moved, he thought that he was the Great Dao Thunder Pool that wore out the souls of gods and demons, and mobilized the thunder divine power in the thunder vortex.

"Crackle!"

Thousands of wisps of ghostly lightning that annihilated all sentient beings, from the three thousand divine consciousness that he had cast his soul, suddenly appeared, and a kind of chaotic soul secret technique cast by the source demon was broken in the blink of an eye.

Pang Jian used it again, which already belonged to the characteristics of his golden divine soul, and said coldly: "Pin the erosion ......"

The power that can stifle the divine will of the gods of the outer lands has quietly grown from his divine soul, and hundreds of chaotic and turbulent thoughts have been erased one by one by the innate characteristics of the "Hell Soul Bee".

In just a few breaths, those who escaped into the sea of Pang Jian's knowledge, and all the alien demons that turned into sword intent disappeared.

The sword soul source demon, the breath suddenly became like a gossamer.

The thin old man noticed something strange, he let go of the suppression of the Source Demon Sword, and frowned: "Pang Jian, this sword soul seems to have been injured by you, you ......"

"Dead old man, I, I don't want to choose him as my master. I suddenly figured it out, and I stayed in the Sword Tower. ”

"I've been with you for many years, and I feel like it's ...... Pretty good. I am reluctant to leave you, so I will continue to accompany you and let Feng Niang fight purgatory with him. ”

"Lao Tzu is no longer accompanied."

The Source Demon Sword muttered weakly.

And at this time.

Pang Jian casually mentioned it, and the broken sword that was made of the same material as the hilt was smoothly pulled out by him.

"Dead old man! You continue to suppress it! Why not keep putting pressure on him!? ”

"I obviously don't want to leave, why did you suddenly let go?"

"Aren't you worried that after Lao Tzu goes out, I will find my other half in the mist and tear down your ghost place?"

The source demon color screamed one after another.

"I feel that you have found the other half and restored your full strength, and you can't help him." The thin old man sneered, waved his sleeves and said, "I wish you two purgatory!" ”

Pang Jian, who was carrying the black crystal jade broken sword, was thrown out by him with a sleeve along with the broken sword.

"Skinny, you ......"

The fat old man squinted his small eyes, looked at the sword hole where the Source Demon Sword left, and said, "Do you feel that his divine soul is very similar to the soul of an alien god in the outer lands?" ”

The thin old man said, "Well, because it is full of divinity." ”

"He has only been concentrating for a short time, are you really relieved to let him take the Source Demon Sword out?" Feng Niang changed color.

"I don't worry, it's because the Source Demon can't infect him. If he did something in the Purgatory Heaven and Earth, it should have nothing to do with the Source Demon, but his own heart. The thin old man had a calm face and said, "Li Zhaotian chose him, this move is very dangerous, but it can indeed bring a kind of hope to Jianlou." ”

"What hope?"

Feng Niang and the fat old man asked.

"Take the Sword Tower, from the second realm of purgatory to the first realm, or even out of purgatory!" The thin old man snorted.

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(End of chapter)