After Leng Bingxin walked out of Jiuchi Yuan, he came to a forest. The autumn breeze is bleak, and now it is the golden autumn season, and the cry of the forest is rolling in with the autumn wind, and Leng Bingxin can't help but touch his arm, I don't know if it is the sewing after the catastrophe or the coolness of the slow autumn breeze.

Leng Bing's heart was still a little dizzy, thinking to himself, let's get out of this deep forest first, I feel that all my experiences are like a dream.

Fengjian Pavilion, Baihuang Moon Bell, Yuhan Sword, Jiuchi Yuan and the Three Highnesses. It's all too mysterious, too incredible. Hiding Jiu Chi Yuan's experience, what does the illusion that Yu Hanjian showed himself mean?

Who was its original owner? Red and black sky...... She suddenly remembered the red-black sky of Jiuchi Yuan, at that time, in the illusion, the sky was also like this when the White Phoenix Moon Bell and the Emperor Martyr were fighting, the sword summoned by the White Phoenix Moon Bell was red after losing its light, not the white of Yuhan, and the sword held by the Emperor was silver, not like it! What kind of illusion is this?

I've lived for a long time, and I've never heard of any two people with this kind of earth-destroying divine power, even the Star Emperor back then, the Lord of the Heavenly Dao, was absolutely impossible. In comparison, they are too weak to compare with those two.

Leng Bingxin also thought about something, no matter how stupid she was, she knew that a sword that had endured so many resentful spirits was definitely a magic sword!

It's something she's learned over the years and a long time ago. She didn't want to admit it, but she had to accept it. Leng Bingxin closed his eyes in despair.

It's better to find a way to go back, whether it's the demon race or the god race, as long as I'm still devoting my life to the peace of the Six Realms, what is the sword I hold?

Although she thought so, she couldn't help but gasp in her heart. The sword held by the Palace Master of the Cold Cold Palace, Leng Bingxin, was a magic sword, and this news was enough to shock the entire God Realm. I still remember that when Baihe Xingjun went to the demon border to suppress the boundless realm and got a magic sword, in the end, this famous god of war was controlled by the demonic qi and hit the Longyuan Mountain of the Hengdian Emperor, making the entire Seven Palaces and Twelve Palaces inseparable, and finally after a fierce duel with the Hengdian Emperor, he was defeated.

Since then, he has never appeared in the realm of the Six Realms.

Magic swords, or monsters, are taboo in the Seven Palaces and Twelve Palaces. The world is so big, and there are countless disciples of the Protoss, there will always be some people with improper minds who fall into demons from gods, and finally become the old enemies of the Seven Palaces and Twelve Palaces, and are disgraced by the world!

She once asked Master, what if I got an evil sword during the sword ceremony, then what would I do?

But the result can be imagined, I saw the master look at her coldly, and said indifferently: "Cultivating well is what you should care about!" and then left directly, leaving her with only a lonely back.

Leng Bingxin couldn't help but smile bitterly, the question that he used to treat as a joke back then has now come true. What about you? What will you do? Will you give up on me?

Forget it, don't want to. Whatever you decide, you will be right, and I will always support you in all the decisions you make!

"Master, I'm sorry. This time I've let you down again. She silently touched the jade cold sword in her hand, the hilt of the sword was like a white crystal, a little faintly transparent, and she felt cool when she grasped it. What a beautiful sword!

It's not that the heart is big, and there are still some fears, but after all, it was brought out by himself, and even if the cultivation was abolished in the end, he had to take it back and hand it over to the master for disposal.

She had no mana for the time being, so she could only walk slowly in the forest, looking for a way out. At this moment, a loud roar of a fierce beast came from the forest, getting closer and closer.

Leng Bingxin's beautiful eyebrows frowned, damn it! Listening to this voice, it wasn't one or two! Sure enough, after a while, three giant fierce beasts appeared in his field of vision, and among them there was a fiery beast, this kind of demon beast is usually only found on the border of the demon race, and now it was actually encountered by himself.

The three demon beasts rushed forward without saying a word when they saw Leng Bingxin, the thick fangs could tear Leng Bingxin's whole person apart, although Leng Bingxin had no spiritual power, but the Jade Han Sword in his hand was very powerful, and the sharp sword light blocked the attacks of those fierce beasts in three or two clicks.

Leng Bingxin was a little struggling after fighting with them for a while, there was no spiritual power to maintain, no matter how powerful the weapon was, it couldn't fight a long-term battle, not to mention the second-order spirit beast of the demon race like the Fire Blazing Beast, the ordinary immortal may have already become the meal of this Blazing Beast, fortunately, her cultivation is quite high, and she has learned some other things besides cultivating spiritual energy when she cultivates.

A Nine Beast had one of its feet cut off by Leng Bingxin, and at this time it could only lie in a pool of blood and scream. Breaking free from the attack of a fierce beast, Leng Bingxin finally broke free, and watched the other two slowly approaching her, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Leng Bingxin's face.

Oops, if you don't find a way to get out of here, it will really become a meal for this monster. Before he could figure out a way, he saw that at this time, the fiery beast had already pounced, and the hard claws of the beast pounced on Leng Bingxin, who was forced to block the sword in front of him, but he couldn't hold on long before he was thrown to the tree fiercely, and Leng Bingxin, who fell to the ground, immediately spat blood, and before he could think about it, the fierce beast pounced again, and Leng Bingxin hurriedly rolled on the ground a few times to dodge.

The Blazing Beast chased after it, and the other Nine Beasts also began to rush towards Leng Bingxin's position.

Damn it!

I won't be able to survive like this, but now there is no way out. Leng Bingxin could only see the tricks in the encirclement of the two fierce beasts. At this time, Leng Bingxin threw a sword at the Nine Beasts to widen the distance between himself and that guy, and when he turned his head to deal with the Fire Blazing Beast again, he found that a flame had condensed in the guy's mouth at some point, and it was too late to run.

This is over, before I saw the master, I will give my life here! Leng Bingxin closed his eyes in despair, and before the fireball hit him, he found that he was stopped by a person and took off from the ground.

Leng Bingxin stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, but the man covered his face with a black cloth. Through the black clothes, I faintly smelled a faint fragrance in my cold heart. This smell is so familiar. Seems to have smelled somewhere.

Who is this? Why is this here? Then Leng Bingxin was brought back to his senses by a loud noise.

"It's here! Surround it, don't let it escape anymore. ”

"Qi Ran, quickly spread the trapped beast net!" a teenager said to a young man in blue. Leng Bingxin was lowered to the ground, and the man left quickly, not even giving Leng Bingxin a chance to thank him.

Obviously, those people were not from the same school, but the young man who had the trapped beast net she remembered that there were descendants of the White City Hall of the trapped beast net, and the other one who used the Thunder Fist was naturally also a person from the Beast Medium Palace.

In addition, there are two teenagers who can't see where they come from. The four young men fought fiercely around the beast, and they had no time to care about the cold heart standing next to them.

Leng Bingxin could only stand by with his hands in his hands and watch the battle, although the cultivation of these people was still fledgling in her eyes, but overall it was not bad, but one person was too nervous, and the sword in his hand was a little unstable, looking at the three teenagers in front of him wielding the sword passionately, Leng Bingxin shook his head.

Alas, it seems that this young man still needs to improve his actual combat experience! If he is too bookish, he will not be able to hold a sword. The boys finally knocked down the beasts.

A young man stepped on the head of the fiery beast and took out the beast pill, and the two Nine Beasts fell in a pool of blood.

"Xiao Ru, you can't be polite! In the future, if you fight, you will rush forward, and he will fall into the water. Alas, good boy, he has been taught badly by the old man with a young sleeve!" the wind thundered and jumped down, ran to Wen Zhiru and muttered.

Qi Ran looked at this person and was going to teach bad children again, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, Feng Thunder pretended not to see, and continued to talk about his crooked reasoning.

This was Wen Zhiru's first battle, and he was very nervous in his own right, and he didn't know how to deal with it, and he saw the smooth moves and bravery of the wind and thunder. I instantly felt very much admiration!

looked at him with adoration in his eyes, and it just so happened that Feng Thunder also enjoyed this kind of worship very much, and his face was full of pride.

"Bang Bang!"

Just behind the laughing hands of a few people, there was a burst of applause behind him. Everyone turned their heads suspiciously, not knowing who had been here all along, and they were so obsessed with fighting beasts just now that they didn't notice that there were people nearby. In order to prevent them from accidentally hurting themselves when they were fighting wildly, Leng Bingxin deliberately walked behind them, jumped on the branches to rest, and enjoyed their performance by the way.

Seeing that they were victorious, Leng Bingxin jumped down from the tree and clapped their hands in encouragement. Although her strength is indeed weaker, but now she doesn't even have any spiritual power, and she can't evaluate others like that! At least these boys saved her!

"Although it has shortcomings, it has a youthful demeanor and commendable courage!" Leng Bingxin smiled.

A few people looked at it, and their eyes were about to jump out!

Who is this man...... Palace Master!

"Baicheng Hall Qi Ran, meet His Royal Highness the Palace Master!" In the end, Qi Ran reacted first, immediately stood up straight, pinned his hand to his chest, and bowed respectfully.

Feng Thunder and Wen Paper Ru also reacted quickly, and saluted as respectfully as Qi Ran.

"Smell the paper Confucianism in the falling hall, meet the palace master!"

"The wind and thunder in the Medium Palace, the Lord of the Hundred Swords Palace!"

Oh my God! This is the First Goddess of the Six Realms! The Palace Master of the Cold Cold Palace! This is the first time that you have been so close to a real person.

Leng Bingxin looked at them and smiled slightly, not knowing the turbulence in their hearts at this time. But what's interesting is that there is a young man in Tsing Yi under them, who looks like a humble son who is not stained with red dust.

At this time, he seemed to be frightened by Leng Bingxin, and looked at Leng Bingxin with wide eyes. Isn't this man stupid because of me?

"What's the matter, is there anything wrong with the little boy?" asked Leng Bingxin politely in order to avoid embarrassment.

Wen Shiru looked up suspiciously, while Qi Ran and Feng Jinglei looked at each other cautiously, and finally lowered their heads and no one spoke. Leng Bingxin saw their reactions, and instantly became more interested.

When Leng Bingxin spoke, the young man came back to his senses in a panic, looked at the three friends around him who bowed their heads and saluted in a panic, and then looked at Leng Bingxin. It seems that he was really scared, what a simple little boy. Leng Bingxin smiled softly at him.

The young man immediately said: "Zhushan Qingquan disciple Ye Liujiang, meet His Royal Highness the Palace Master!" Ye Liujiang was short of breath, this was definitely the most rude time in his life.

Qi Ran, Feng Thunder gasped, Wen Paper Ru kept his posture for a long time, I don't know why, he always looked up from time to time, and saw that Qi Ran and Feng Thunder did not move, and followed them.