33. Sword Soul

In the middle of the moon, Nan Nuo, who was still snuggling up to him a second ago, suddenly disappeared, and Nan Li, who was dressed in black, appeared beside Luoyang, standing with his hands in his hands, and the murderous intent in his eyebrows and eyes was like a substance.

"You don't deserve her, stay away from her, otherwise I will immediately send troops to the Two Realms Mountain! You shouldn't want the Demon Legion to run rampant again!"

"First of all, there is no attachment to the devil, you will only backfire if you do this, and secondly, Kunlun Xianmen is in the world, do you really dare to send troops? Even if you dare, are you sure that you can kill all the people in the world?"

Nan Li raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, he heard Luoyang say again: "I want to marry Nan Nuo, no one can stop me, for her I can do whatever it takes, unscrupulous means, you are not sure to kill all the people in the world, but I am sure to slaughter all the demons in the demon world! ”

The young man who was uneasy to say got up suddenly, and the pure bamboo suddenly floated between the sea of knowledge, and the plain white streamer reflected the deep sea of knowledge. The divine sword in the mound seemed to have a sense, and the crystal clear blade of the sword trembled slightly, and a sword groan resounded throughout the deep void.

Nan Mo fled into the depths of the array in horror, watching as the terrifying edge defied all formations and soared into the sky.

The silky thin clouds were shattered by the dazzling white sword light, and the bright moon in the sky that affected thousands of wanderers also lost its brilliance, and the fragrance of sassy flowers lingered among the mountains, scattering the stars in the sky.

Nanli took half a step back, squinting at the supreme sword light that connected the heavens and the earth, that sword was controlled by Luoyang, and the reason why he was locked was entirely because Luoyang wanted to kill him.

This mortal in the mortal realm dared to show his killing intentions to him, the supreme emperor, which was as outrageous as an ant showing its teeth and claws to people!

Under Nanli's gaze, Luoyang slowly raised his head, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was as cold as the winter wind.

"Demon Emperor, hehe, Demon Emperor, I haven't killed the Demon Emperor for a long time! The last time seems to be when chaos first opened......"

Nan Li hooked the corners of his mouth with interest, raised his hand sideways, and waited for Luoyang to attack, he was very interested in this sword, and wanted to try how good this sword was.

Luoyang chuckled and raised his right hand, and the countless immortal swords in the sword mound trembled wildly, and the sword chant filled the Kunlun mountains and wilderness, and the momentum was immense, and it could be heard hundreds of miles away!

This demon emperor with a not very good brain may have misunderstood, this sword is not only a sword, but also a ten thousand swords.

"Hehe, it's not early, it's time for the children to sleep. ”

The young patriarch appeared on Luoyang's side out of thin air, chuckled and pointed, wanting to knock Luoyang unconscious.

Luo Yang grinned lightly, tilted his head very calmly, and easily avoided the sword finger of the young ancestor.

The young patriarch raised his eyebrows, the space was instantly displaced, and the missing sword finger was accurately pointed at the center of Luoyang's eyebrows, shining with golden light, and the young patriarch stood beside Nanli without any scruples, and the original spirit came out of the sheath and escaped into the depths of Luoyang's sea of knowledge.

The waves were surging, and the young patriarch looked at the pure bamboo and the dazzling brilliance in the boundless sea of consciousness with a solemn face.

"Where did you come from, and why did you come?"

"Hehe, why did Lao Tzu tell you, get out of me, if it weren't for his face, you would be dead!"

Zhihai reflected the phantom of the black-clothed Luoyang, and the indifferent eyes were exactly the same as Luoyang's.

The young patriarch carefully perceived the brilliance, and after a moment of silence, he escaped from Luoyang Zhihai, pursed his lips, waved his sleeves and sent Luoyang back to Feiyun Palace, looking at the fading sword light, with a meaningful wry smile.

There can be no mistake, its soul is back, no wonder it doesn't dare to be lonely.

The cliff fell into a terrible dead silence, Nan Li tilted his head to look at the flat boat in the sky, and asked curiously: "Where did Qi Tianxiang find such a demon?

"Probably I used three points of force, take care of your girl in the future, she is not worthy of Luoyang, and then entangle, kill!"

Nanli pursed his lips and waved his fist at the young patriarch who walked away, and the sentence in his heart, "Pure old man, you hypocritical bastard" never dared to shout.

Regarding Kunlun Mountain, how strong is the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Silent Spirit Sword Formation, there is no living creature in that realm that has more say than the demon race, after all, the previous generation of demon emperors is still locked in the sword mound, if it weren't for the fact that Qingxu didn't kill him, it would be impossible to live until now.

The streamer crossed the void and fell into the flying boat in an instant.

The young patriarch sat down cross-legged, looked at Qi Tianxiang, looked at the masked girl who was refining medicine in the bronze furnace, and asked softly, "Is this little bastard still saved?"

The girl nodded and waved her fan lightly, "It can be saved, but it is very difficult to get a lack of medicine." ”

"Can you get it? That little rabbit cub dares to argue with Nanli, can you still get a single elixir?"

"The Falling Moon Perched Starflower, born in Jiuyang, grew up in Jiuyin, only the underworld has it, but it must be difficult to get it through normal means, after all, Emperor Yan can't wait for Uncle Xiao to die. ”

The young patriarch nodded, turned to look at the Kunlun Mountains, and looked for a way to change the pattern of the dragon vein and change the formation to guard the gate of heaven, in the past, no one could use the sword as a gatekeeper brick, but now it is different, you have to take it out, otherwise it will not be wasted.

"I don't agree with your idea, that sword is too sharp, and it is not suitable for Luoyang to use now. Qi Tianxiang said weakly, gently shaking the wine gourd, didn't he endure the hard work during the day just to raise a glass and drink now?

"Excuse, aren't you just afraid of the sword soul?"

"Nonsense, aren't you afraid? What will you do with Luoyang and kill him? Let him go?"

"Is Luoyang really Chen Yu's child? Tiger poison does not eat children, it is impossible for pure bamboo to seal the sword soul forever, Chen Yu can't not know. ”

"Who knows if he is biological, Chen Yu can not care about his life or death, I can't, as long as I am alive, I will never allow Luoyang to take out that sword!"

Qi Tianxiang said scoundrelly, raised his head and drank the wine, and looked at the young patriarch with three points of drunkenness.

"What if he gets the Mixed Yuan Scroll Heavenly Book and cultivates the Mixed Yuan Law of Heaven and Man?"

Qi Tianxiang's brows tightened, and after thinking for a long time, he nodded and agreed.

The Heaven and Man Mixed Yuan Method can refine all things into the body, if there is this method, whether it is a pure bamboo or a sword soul, it is no longer a problem, and the sword can naturally be used.

"Three chapters in one volume, there is a chapter in the Master's Pavilion, there is a chapter in the Scripture Pavilion, and another chapter is rumored to be in Dragon City......" The girl whispered, putting away the eight tails behind her back, and the demonic energy dispersed into the clouds.

The master and apprentice raised their eyebrows, looked at each other, and went around and returned to that question, Chen Yu's attitude towards Luoyang, one step at a time, a hundred years of layout, if Chen Yu didn't want Luoyang to live, it would be difficult for Luoyang to survive.

In the sword mound, Ou Que dispersed the array of light to protect his body, leaned over and looked at the long sword that flashed bright light in the void, and did not hide his ambition, Qian Lingzi did not lie, but this sword has the ability to change the heavens and the earth.

Void space, Nan Mo slowly closed his eyes, through Ou Que's body to perceive the beauty of the outside world, the mood was happy, more than 1,500 years he finally saw the glory of the stars and the moon again, this world, really beautiful.

"It's beautiful outside, isn't it?

The streamer fell, and the handsome young man in white stood behind Nan Mo, with long hair and a shawl, smiling gently, looking very approachable.

Nan Mo smiled bitterly and turned his head, looking at this amazing young man, it seemed that the Yin and Yang Silence Locking Heaven Array was still the number one trapped array in the Six Realms!

"I left you with fifty-two flaws, how many have you seen through?" Zixuan sat cross-legged in front of Nan Mo and asked curiously, looking forward to that absolute answer.

"Ahem, there aren't many, maybe fifty. ”

Nan Mo coughed dryly, said something against his will, and saw through that one of the fifty-two flaws, he didn't dare to tell the truth, lose his demons!

"Fifty places? Obviously there are only thirty ......flaws," Zixuan said softly, turning over his hand and taking out a green bamboo, evoking a piece of light and shadow painted with mysterious images, explaining each flaw one by one.

Nan Mo sealed the hearing, Zi Xuan transmitted the sound into the secret, Nan Mo closed the six senses, Zi Xuan chuckled and sat under the light and shadow patiently waiting for Nan Mo to lift the ban, anyway, he has time, otherwise who would want to teach such a stupid student?

For thousands of years, there is only one cultivator in the Six Realms who can't understand the basic formation, and there can't be more.

Feiyun Palace, Luoyang slowly clenched his fists, frowned, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and from time to time he let out a few extremely frightened babbles.

The frosty moonlight outlines the quiet village in Luoyang's dream, and the sound of insects is like water precipitating a rainbow-like dream in the night.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the village, and the scorching fire reflected half of the night sky, and the shouting did not last long, and in a short moment everything returned to tranquility, deathly silence.