On the walls of Yangguan.

Ji Ge walked alone on the road crossing the city head.

This originally magnificent and majestic city wall was already a few feet lower than the other three because of Ning Ce's arrival before, and after that, Di Jiang was condescending, and the Emperor Wei who almost turned into substance was like a huge wave sweeping towards Ning Ce and the sword spirit who controlled Ji Ge's body at that time, naturally including the ancient vicissitudes of the city wall under their feet.

After that, Di Jiang, who was a powerhouse of the Great Emperor of the Reincarnation Realm, shot twice one after another, whether it was against Ning Ce or Xiang Jianling, the remaining power after the attack fell on the city wall.

So at this time, the city wall, which had been standing for thousands of years, was already like an old man in the twilight, and it was scarred.

Ji Ge shook his head lightly after looking down at the deep rift that spread from south to north on the crossing road.

Because the starting point of this rift is under my feet.

Or it can also be said that after the sword spirit took out the sword to stop Di Jiang's Void Halberd for Ning Ce, such a deep and long rift appeared under his feet.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ji Ge patted his chest and comforted himself on the city that was empty at the moment.

If it wasn't the sword spirit who shot at that time, but changed to himself, even if he had the courage to use the sword, he would have been in a different place long ago.

Even if he saw this rift now, Ji Ge was shocked after a careful investigation.

The wisps of imperial power that remain on it, even the powerhouses who have already entered the realm of returning to the purity, can benefit immensely, of course, the premise is that you dare to directly face the awe-inspiring power of the emperor Jiang, the head of the twelve ancestral witches.

"Presumably, no matter what the victory or defeat of the two sides is, after today, there will be an endless stream of tourists and overcrowding in the city here. Ji Ge smiled at the corner of his mouth and whispered.

As if thinking of something interesting, Ji Ge walked to a wall battlement and slowly squatted down, and carved a sentence very seriously on the cyan city brick in front of him with two fingers and a sword.

"At the end of Gengzi's winter, I and Ning Ce rejected the Emperor River outside the city, and Ji Geliu stayed. ”

Nineteen seal inscriptions, Ji Ge also deliberately carved down with the characters of the Wu clan.

Then he slowly stood up with his hands on his knees, and after carefully examining his "masterpiece", he turned and walked on with great satisfaction.

Ji Ge may not know that at this ferry of the long river of time, that is, at the moment, in about ten years from now, there will be a person who is destined to come to this city, and when he sees the rebuilt city wall, he only leaves that deep crack, and finally smiles after seeing the line of words on the cyan city bricks.

She seemed to think of the childish figure of someone who deliberately squatted down in order to engrave this line of writing, and the free and easy posture after the completion of the work, so she smiled.

That smile is beautiful, and the sun loses color.

Ji Ge didn't know Qiankun's ability, so at this time he was still walking aimlessly on the head of the city, of course he thought that one day someone would be able to see his line of words inadvertently, and then the lucky man would give a heartfelt admiration to the people around him, "It turns out that it was not only Ning Ce who stopped Di Jiang back then, but also a young man named Ji Ge!"

Ji Ge used a slight force with his right foot and gently kicked a stone under his feet away, and the stone rolled over the road leaving a string of "ding, ding, ding" sounds.

"That's the best. Ji Ge crossed his hands on the back of his head and smiled.

The young man who was walking alone in the city pursed his thin lips, remembering that the sword spirit had been open and honest with him on the Shenhai high platform before this.

At that time, he was sitting on the throne, looking at the Agarwood Sword Spirit kneeling down on one knee facing him, it was simply a hellish look.

Although Ji Ge knew that this was in his own sea of gods, he seemed to be used to it

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Every time I come to this sword spirit, I have an anti-customer-oriented attitude.

The most important thing is that someone rarely looks good at themselves.

Just like just now, Ji Ge could really perceive the killing intent that emanated from him when the sword spirit was approaching, otherwise he wouldn't have been weak in his hands and feet afterwards and was covered in cold sweat.

Not to mention that he will sit back on the throne in one fell swoop.

But what is the agarwood sword spirit doing this? Ji Singer looked at the sword spirit kneeling on one knee in front of him at a loss, his eyes widened, and he sneered.

"For the sake of a seat, it won't be like this, right?" Ji Ge touched his nose and smiled.

When he was about to stand up and give up his seat, he felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up, as if his body was nailed to the throne, but strangely he didn't feel the slightest strangeness.

"The minister knocks to see my lord!" After a long time, Ji Ge felt numb in his buttocks when he sat on the throne, and the agarwood sword spirit, who had been kneeling on one knee, spoke leisurely.

The voice is empty and cold, but it is unquestionable.

"What do you mean by that?" Ji Ge asked in a deep voice.

"Nature is literal. The Agarwood Sword Spirit looked up at Ji Ge on the throne and said truthfully.

Ji Ge grinned, not knowing how to answer.

Although his father handed over the agarwood to him when he was in the army town, and he was also recognized by the sword spirit after going through the test, Ji Ge actually always knew that the agarwood sword spirit regarded himself as a fellow practitioner.

How can he make this sword spirit who has existed in the world for thousands of years bow his head and admit the master.

Even his father only left the Stygian Sea with agarwood, and only promised to take him on a journey through the desolate ancient land.

Ji Ge remembered that his father had told him in private that the relationship between him and Agarwood had always been that of teacher and friend, and there had never been a distinction between master and servant.

Therefore, even if the Agarwood Sword Spirit has been anti-guest after sitting in his own Divine Sea, Ji Ge has always been obedient and has no complaints.

At the very least, Ji Ge knew that he had been approved by the sword spirit, and that was enough.

As for the rest, I don't ask for extravagance.

But now he heard the word "minister" from the mouth of the agarwood sword spirit.

This is the most unbelievable thing for Ji Ge.

"Don't joke with me, seniors. Ji Ge smiled and said.

The Agarwood Sword Spirit raised his eyes and glanced at him, his face was expressionless, but his body kneeling on one knee still didn't stand up.

"Really?" Ji Ge looked at the figure in front of him with a strange expression, and it took a lot of effort to calm down the turbulent waves on the heart lake.

"Naturally. The Agarwood Sword Spirit said lightly.

"Why?" Ji Ge asked in a deep voice.

"Aren't you Ji Ge?" the Agarwood Sword Spirit asked rhetorically.

"Hey, yes. Ji Ge smirked and nodded emphatically.

"That's it. ”

The Agarwood Sword Spirit chuckled, and then slowly stood up.

As a result, Ji Ge felt that he was able to stand up from the throne as well.

Ji Ge and the Agarwood Sword Spirit stood one after the other, and everywhere they looked was the magnificent sea of gods under the high platform.

"Senpai, do you have a name?"

"A thousand years ago, the Kunpeng clan and the Lilong lineage called me until now. ”

"Okay, stop senior. ”

"Tell me to stop. ”

"Okay, stop. ”

Back to the present.

Ji Ge paced to the stone that was gently kicked away by him before, tapped his toes, and kicked it out with skill, and then he

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Follow the tumbling stones in front of you and continue to walk slowly.

Ji Ge hadn't asked before this, how he could open the golden chain on his arm, or simply break it by force.

Zhi just shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Then Ji Ge asked again If I let go of those things that can really make you free again, I nodded after hearing this.

But then he added, "To be honest, I don't want you to do that, and that person won't allow it." ”

Then Ji Ge asked this agarwood sword spirit one last question in the sea of gods.

If he finds a body that is extremely suitable and perfectly fits with the foundation of his Great Dao, does he really have the spiritual power cultivation of the Reincarnation Realm?

Stopping his eyes, which were long enough to devour any light, he stood with his hands in his hands, and his expression was extremely quick, "I am invincible under the gods." ”

As we all know, the cultivation of the Great Dao, after reincarnation, is the four transformations of the gods.

Ji Ge, who heard this answer, opened his mouth wide and was stunned again, shocked beyond measure.

Standing with his hands in his hands, his whole body was circulating, showing his demeanor, and he asked with a smile: "Is it really possible for me to sit in the well and watch the sky in the ten thousand years of the Stygian Sea?"

By the time Ji Ge walked up to the stone again, he had already walked out more than ten zhang away from the beginning.

In this journey of more than ten zhang, Ji Ge has long been accustomed to the thunderous sound that will come from time to time on the canopy above his head.

After the sword spirit lent the sword to Ning Ce, he fell into a period of weakness, which was also one of the reasons why Ji Ge was able to wake up quickly.

Therefore, now Ji Ge can no longer use the power of the sword spirit to help Ning Ce, and can only hope that the siege of his father's side against the water god will end as soon as possible, and then withdraw from the witch domain.

Although he couldn't make a move, Ning Ce, who now had agarwood in his hand, even if he couldn't completely gain the upper hand against Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he could still drag it for a while and not fall behind.

Of course, these are all what the sword spirit told Ji Ge, otherwise how could Ji Ge have such a vision.

Therefore, Ji Ge has become the most idle person in the two battlefields at this moment, provided that he does not meet Wen Zhili in the city at this moment.

The stone that Ji Ge kicked out for the last time happened to roll to Wen Zhili's feet.

"You're very laid-back. Wen Zhili, who was also out of the battlefield, looked at Ji Ge coldly and said angrily.

"Each other, each other. After Ji Ge saw this acquaintance, he replied with a smile.

Wen Zhili looked Ji Ge up and down, and she didn't know why, just after just half a pillar of incense, she felt that Ji Ge was different from before.

But she couldn't tell where the anomaly came from.

It's just that the mysterious and mysterious aura makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

"What about Ning Ce?" Wen Zhili asked.

Ji Ge raised his head and pointed to the sky, "There's no way, the realm gap is too big, I just lent Master Ning Ce a sword, and then I couldn't intervene." ”

Wen Zhili nodded and did not answer.

In these two wars, even he is not qualified to intervene, let alone Ji Ge in front of him.

"If I'm not mistaken, the red clothes under the city are here for you, right?" Wen Zhili asked with his arms around his chest.

Ji Ge followed Wen Zhili's gaze, and sure enough, he saw the red clothes that were fighting among thousands of troops.

"You're only telling me now?!" Ji Ge suddenly turned his head to stare at Wen Zhili and asked sharply.

"You didn't ask before. Wen Zhili smiled and retorted.

Before Wen Zhili's words were finished, Ji Ge was no longer visible in the city.

Above the city, some people jumped down.

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