If you don't talk about it, I really don't know. Am I really suffering from a disease called loneliness?

The person who came was talking about it.

Leaving Geng 235, talk about Weiran slowly healing, and go all the way forward. Naturally, he didn't appear here to meet everyone, he didn't know that everyone was here, but purely passing by.

The reunion of the temporary team here is not an accident.

Speaking of which, Tan Weiran came back and forth, and the temporary team actually dragged on and did not move forward too far, even he was surprised.

However, it is very reasonable to think about it, he is not here for treasure hunting, he does not stop much along the way, and he is very fast alone.

With a sweep of his thoughts, he swept the fierce battle situation in the vicinity into his mind, and he immediately became aware of it. It seems that the Shadow Clan is coming, and dragging the temporary team is the key to his ability to catch up from behind.

Wrong. Everyone seems to be facing the Shadow Clan head-on, why is it that only the Zhao brothers are here?

Could it be that the Zhao family brothers, who had framed people for benefit a few days ago, had just been seen for a few days, and they had the feelings of saints, and they planned to sacrifice themselves to withstand the attack of the Shadow Clan from the rear for everyone?

In other words, it is Pan Youmin, and he talks about the faith. Brother Zhao, then hehe.

Guessing the plans of the Zhao brothers, Tan Weiran stood on the wall leisurely, admiring the pair of unscrupulous brothers being entangled by the Shadow Clan, letting out a terrible howl, and crying for help: "No, don't, help!"

"Big brother, we were wrong last time, it was Han Qing who lied to me. Please, we will surely repay the great kindness by tying the strings......"

The black shadow tide covered it, entangled the Zhao family brothers to death, and the two of them couldn't stop calling for help in horror with dilated pupils.

"Oh, don't. It's no fun to save you, I want to see how you die. Tan Weiran smiled and admired this scene, he is not a saint, and he is not a good person, why should he save the two guys who teamed up with others to frame him a few days ago.

If there is a cup of tea, some pastries. Talking about Weiran will be very interesting to find a place to sit down and enjoy it slowly, this kind of thing that can make people physically and mentally pleasant should naturally be appreciated.

At the same time as the shadow was slashed, poof, blood splattered out of the Zhao family brothers' bodies. Both of them rolled in the shadows of the building, boiling, screaming, like a cry from hell, gradually becoming miserable, frantically begging for help.

Tan Weiran smiled and reminded with friendship: "Don't expect me to save you." I just want to see how you die and how wonderful you die. However, if you have the ability to call someone else to save you, I promise I won't stop it. ”

The Zhao brothers almost couldn't judge the frantic cries for help, like drowning people who grabbed the last straw.

At this time, looking at the scars and blood of the Zhao family brothers who were cut by the shadows, Tan Weiran said slowly: "However, everyone else is in front of the tragic bloody battle. Attracting the ShadowClan, you leave everyone behind and try to sneak away. Hey...... Whether anyone will hear this and run to save you, I don't know. ”

When the Zhao brothers were in remorse and despair, they wailed and gradually died. Tan Weiran was suddenly in a good mood, restrained the smile on his face, and waved his hand intently. The sword of the different road is in the sky, releasing a thousand zhang of brilliance!

The sun is bright!

The warm light shone on the heavens and the earth, so that all the shadows had no place to stay, and all let out screams of horror and anger.

It is the same time that the red sun is popular, and Tan Weiran doesn't want to take off with both feet. The backhand swung out a faint sword aura that rippled with sharp gold. The unstoppable sword of the world, as if traveling through time and space, slashed the two shadow clans into dismal annihilation.

Soaring into the front battlefield, Tan Weiran swept his eyes and found that Xu Ming and the others were roaring and fighting with the Shadow Clan, stirring up countless dazzling lights, accompanied by roars and screams, panic and anger mixed together, forming this special sound wave floating in mid-air.

It was a terrible battle.

The characteristics of the Shadow Clan are vividly displayed in the melee. The strange talent and secret arts, as well as the unique life forms that make the heart tingle, make people shudder.

It's no surprise that ShadowClan can simulate moves. It's just that ShadowClan can't simulate the true essence at all, and it can't achieve true power. Compared with this, when an enemy is in a fierce battle, he constantly changes his appearance, and suddenly becomes the face of his companion next to him, which is more terrifying and more demoralizing.

Seeing it, he frowned: "What is Xu Ming doing, didn't I explain to him and tell him about the characteristics of the Shadow Clan, why did you still fall into this passive ......?"

In fact, it is not Xu Ming's fault, but it is actually caused by the internal and external difficulties of this temporary team. Xu Ming is not good at leading the team, but he also made a decision that is quite correct at the moment, otherwise, a team that is losing trust is losing rapidly, and if it doesn't fight again, I am afraid that even the remaining fighting spirit will gradually collapse in fear.

Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, he glanced intently, and seeing that Pan Youmin was in danger, Tan Weiran swooped down like a meteor to the bottom of the Lu, and a shadow clan's weird talent secret technique was right in Pan Youmin. Seeing that the shadow was manipulated, Pan Youmin couldn't help himself, and he was like an eagle swooping, and a claw volley out of the air to release light!

"Bright Dragon Clawed Hand!"

The amount of masculine force that erupted suddenly fell, blasting this shadow clan into a muffled snort like Mount Tai pressing on the top. Just as he was about to fly out, he was hit by a move of the Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand, and the shadow disappeared like black smoke, and Tan Weiran's eyes immediately lit up: "Sure enough, the Bright Dragon Claw Hand can still be used like this." ”

The Bright Dragon Claw Hand comprehended from the "Great Bright Sword Martial Domain" has practiced very little, and he has not even condensed his true intentions. However, at this time, the Bright Dragon Claw Hand with the Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand can also have a normal killing effect on the Shadow Clan, which is a surprise.

Pan Youmin escaped death, looking back full of fear and gratitude, and when he found that Tan Weiran was in a state of flux, he suddenly lost his temper and became extremely happy: "Tan Weiran, you are so good to come!"

Many people turned their heads to look and found that the moment of the conversation was filled with great joy, and they immediately felt that there was great hope for this battle.

The shouts rang out one after another, and everyone suddenly became high-spirited and energetic: "Fight, kill the damn, hahaha!"

The performance of the crowd even made Tan Weiran be blinded, thinking to himself that I don't seem to be too familiar with most people, why are everyone suddenly so enthusiastic? Could it be that I owe them a lot of spirit stones......

"The sun is bright!"

The sword pointed to the sky, a round of red sun rose into the sky, the sun shone down, intertwined and reflected, penetrating into every corner, sweeping away the darkness and shadows everywhere.

"Xu Ming, you all get out of the way!"

Drinking violently, Xu Ming and the others swept away in a hurry, and found that the floating electric sword of the different path gathered terrifying purple thunderbolts, and immediately remembered the blow of the sword that day that slashed more than ten people, and hurriedly dodged with trembling hearts, followed by a wild roar: "Quickly dodge!"

A ray of purple light swelled rapidly, and along the Divergent Path Sword it stimulated a magnificent sword qi that was peerless, sweeping along the fan surface, blasting everything into powder along the way. From the fence to the rockery, there are flowers and plants to birds and beasts, all of which are wiped out.

Wherever the sword goes, everything touches it, it all falls apart in the snap of a finger, disintegrating and reducing to the most ubiquitous ash in the world.

“...... What a domineering sword!"

Yue Xiansheng and everyone looked at the scene of the purple storm sweeping the world, and a general shock surfaced in their minds. This is the most beautiful and splendid visual impact, and it is also a huge impact on the soul.

There is no room for anything else in the field of vision, only this purple that covers the sky and the sun.

What a cool sword. Hearty and exciting!

I can't think of a sword, it's really happy.

A special sound of broken glass suddenly sounded in his thoughts, and those things that were stuck and couldn't move themselves were originally thought to be stubborn stones or even steel. At this time, it seems to have become as fragile as glass, and it is gradually cracking.

The true qi in the meridians flowed, the thoughts in the heart were surging, and something that was clogged and blocked in the heart and thoughts suddenly had a scene of dredging, and it was gradually unimpeded.

Since the last breakthrough in swordsmanship, all the cultivation experiences, including the twelve years of the small secret realm, including the past and the present, have all been turned into an endless torrent in the chest. The blocks in my heart hit out cracks again and again, ushering in the most collapsed moment.

The past life shackles the present life.

However, in this life, he practiced the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound, not the Nine Sections of Thunder Yin, and he had already walked out of a different path. The so-called bottleneck on the sword spirit may not be a real constraint at all.

Swordsmanship is not a problem, sword spirit is not a problem. The problem may come from the heart, the inexplicable inner emotion.

In the previous life, stopping at the sword spirit does not mean that it still stops at this life.

From the moment he repracticed the Nine Tribulations Thunder Yin, he actually walked out of the trap of his previous life.

Just be a little more open, just a little pure. Put the ones in your heart, and release all of them, just like the hearty and comfortable emotions before, plus a little bit of freedom......

After several years of shackles, I finally broke the embankment and collapsed under the torrent of calm thoughts!

Huo Ran opened his eyes, a wisp of purple essence flashed in his eyes, and Tan Weiran became active like the wind again. The Shutu Sword, glowing with a faint blue light, glows with a charming charm, and every time it is swayed out by the hand, it is like coming to life to scatter strings of silver electric light, dyeing everything into an incredible dreamlike silver galaxy.

When it turns and changes, between a swing and a swing, the sword in Tan Weiran's hand seems to have become the source of dreams, and it shines with dazzling light again and again.

Sometimes, it looks like a small silver snake writhing, sometimes it is a sky made up of strings of stars, and occasionally, a nine-day thunderbolt will quietly fall, killing a shadow clan and then disappearing in a flash.

The best part is that sometimes, there will be bursts of graceful and melodious notes, as if there is a cheerful rhythm with vitality.

When the Shadow Clan died and fled, announcing the coming of victory, everyone from Xu Ming to Yue Xiansheng cheered for the rest of their lives.

No one noticed that the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound was quietly completing an important transformation in the midst of the ever-changing beautiful scene!

At this point, the sword spirit is sixty percent! (To be continued......)