Daoguang knew the existence of the Son of Luck, but he didn't know the existence of the Origin of Luck, which was beyond the plane, and he thought that the Son of Luck was just a person with strong luck, but the Origin of Luck was completely different from ordinary luck!

Daoguang, who was taking away, suddenly suffered a backlash from the origin of luck.

"Ahh

Daoguang let out a miserable wail in Xiao Shui's body, and he felt that his soul was being swallowed up little by little, gradually losing control of his soul.

"You bastard, what did you do to me?!" Daoguang roared.

Xiao Shui's consciousness gradually awakened, and Daoguang's soul power quickly retreated from Xiao Shui's limbs and bones, huddled in a corner.

Xiao Shui felt the state of Daoguang, smiled evilly, and said coldly: "I have long expected such a day, since you have helped me so much, help me go further!" ”

"Ahh No! You can't kill me, otherwise Penglai Immortal Island won't be able to let you go! Daoguang roared wildly, feeling that his consciousness was slowly blurring, and his soul was slowly weakening.

Hearing Penglai Immortal Island, Xiao Shui didn't care at all, and sneered: "Penglai Immortal Island? Wasn't you killed by Chen Muzhi a few years ago? Penglai Xiandao should go to Chen Muzhi for revenge, not me! ”

Xiao Shui thought that Penglai Immortal Island didn't know the news that Daoguang was still alive, so he dared to devour it so boldly.

"No, they know ....."

Before Daoguang's panicked voice could say anything, he lost consciousness and became a resource absorbed by Xiao Shui.

"This old monster is so tenacious, it's still resisting like this, but it doesn't matter, it's only a matter of time before you are completely absorbed!"

Daoguang did not completely extinguish his soul, but used his last strength to compete with the origin of qi luck in Xiao Shui's body, although he was at an absolute disadvantage, it would not be long before his soul was completely wiped out!

But Xiao Shui didn't know that it was precisely because of Daoguang's tenacity that he saved his life!

He only knew that the living had a life soul lamp, but he didn't know that in Penglai Immortal Island, even if the body died, as long as the soul still existed, the life soul lamp was still ignited.

Although Daoguang's soul has been reduced to swords and fish meat, many life soul lamps are still bright in Penglai Immortal Island, otherwise it is estimated that it will not take two days for Penglai Immortal Island to invade the five continents in a big way!

In a certain high-end attic in Tiandu Mirror, all the furniture in the house is carved from extremely rare Tiangu Ling sandalwood, which is full of simple and elegant charm.

This loft is in an excellent location, close to the Sky Canal, with unobstructed views of the mountains and rivers through the windows.

"Haha, Brother Sword is right, come!"

Long Aotian raised his wine glass and drank it down, and it was Jian Lingzi who was sitting opposite him.

The two talked very happily, and it was difficult to find a confidant, and he was much older than the sword spirit, so he called the sword brother.

"Brother Aotian, no one can replicate the glory of Senior Brother Chen, those little ones are just frogs at the bottom of the well!"

Sword Lingzi also raised his glass and drank it all.

Shen Fei is the common belief of the two, and there are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant.

"Hey, it's a pity that Senior Brother Chen is still in retreat, I don't know when I will be able to get out, and on the day Senior Brother Chen leaves the customs, I will definitely suppress all those Buddhas and fairies!"

After a few glasses of high-concentration spirit wine, Long Aotian's face was slightly red, and his right fist slammed into the table, indignant.

When Jian Lingzi heard this, his hand pouring wine suddenly stopped, and there was some helplessness and self-blame in his eyes, and the matter of Shen Fei's disappearance in the spring was only known to the high-level officials of the Wuji Holy Land and the Liuli Holy Land.

He put down the flask in his hand, bowed his head and blamed himself:

"Brother Aotian, actually..... Senior Brother Chen is not in retreat, and Chen Muzhi, who became famous two years ago, is Senior Brother Shen Fei. ”

"What?!"

Long Aotian stood up directly excitedly, and said with admiration on his face: "I'll just say who is that Chen Muzhi, who is so talented, it turns out to be Senior Brother Shen Fei!" ”

"Yes, I thought the same as you at first, and finally found out that it was Senior Brother Shen Fei!" Sword Lingzi echoed.

In fact, when Chen Muzhi was in the limelight back then, anyone who praised Chen Muzhi in the Ten Thousand Dragons Holy Land would have a love education when Long Aotian heard it.

Back then, Long Aotian, like Jian Lingzi, was Chen Muzhi's number one black fan.

"But... Senior Brother Chen disappeared in the Sword Spring! ”

Jian Lingzi roughly told Long Aotian about the incident of entering the Sword Spring back then, and his voice was full of self-blame, and when it came to the end, the great monk of the Merge Realm choked up.

Long Aotian suddenly patted Sword Lingzi's shoulder, his expression was solemn and extremely serious, and he said in a low voice: "You, do you believe Senior Brother Shen Fei?" ”

Jian Lingzi raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he said firmly: "I believe it at any time!" "

"Since you believe, what are you afraid of? Senior Brother Chen can definitely turn things around!"

Jian Lingzi's expression was shocked, and Long Aotian's sonorous and powerful words echoed in his ears.

"Senior Brother Chen is not here, when discussing the Dao Conference and competing for the immortal fate of the Immortal Gate, our brothers must find a place for Senior Brother Chen!" Long Aoyao was full of fighting spirit.

"Yes!"

In the depths of the Sword Spring in the Infinite Holy Land, the originally barren and silent world has undergone tremendous changes in the past year.

Three thousand transcendent and sacred immortal swords revolved around Shen Fei frantically, and three thousand mystical sword immortal sword intents were entwined together.

From time to time, there was a dazzling light flickering between the dim heaven and earth, and each light represented a kind of kendo.

The three thousand immortal swords have also undergone great changes compared to a year ago, and the sword body is shiny, shining, full of immortal qi and rhyme, as if it has been rejuvenated.

Although they are far from their peak moment, they already have the level of ordinary immortal swords.

It's just that there is only one exception, and that is the remnant sword used by the mysterious sword spirit before, and the remnant sword with the power of thunder has not changed in the slightest.

The entire barren void seemed to turn into a giant sword, and the terrifying sword intent tornado was filled with the rhyme of the Supreme Dao.

In the sword intent tornado, there was a flash of thunder, and every time it shone it was shocking.

And Shen Fei was in the midst of the thunder, and the remnant sword floated beside him.

He originally thought that it would not take a few days to have an epiphany and step into the level of a transcendent sword intent.

But what he didn't expect was that he had been sleeping in this world for a year, and he was influenced by three thousand sword intents, and the three thousand sword intents were mixed together, and the laws of sword intents were intertwined, and he couldn't have an epiphany alone.

Kendo is one of the three thousand avenues, but because it is too profound and mysterious, it is divided into three thousand kendo.

What about achieving a Sword Immortal?

After all, it's just the tip of the iceberg of the sword vein!

At this moment, Shen Fei suddenly opened his eyes.....

Shen Fei opened his eyes and looked at the terrifying transcendent sword intent around him, his eyes were unwavering.

After entering deep meditation, a year is like a snap of his fingers, he doesn't know how long the time has passed, but it will definitely not be short.

Only he himself knew what kind of profound horror he had been enlightened in the past year.