It is estimated that it is because of this that Jialou decided not to mention the matter of getting the ancient Kenshin back.

Because it's the same thing he said, unrealistic.

Without the ancient sword heart, Shi Xian will definitely die.

If Jialou opens his mouth and wants the ancient sword heart, this is undoubtedly the life of Shi Xian, but I am afraid that when Nanyu Zhenjun listens to his request, it is not certain whether he will strike first.

And although it handed over the Ancient Sword Heart to Shi Xian, it also proposed to let Nanyu Zhenjun shelter until his strength was restored to half.

gave him the ability to protect himself, and it was also to make up for the loss he had eaten.

Nanyu Zhenjun thought about it and nodded slowly.

"Yes.

However, this ancient sword heart has a deep connection with you, and I need your help to make it completely merge with Ah Xian.

After that, what I promised you will be fulfilled one by one. ”

Having said that, Galou naturally has no reason to refuse.

If it weren't for the fact that Shi Xian was the opportunity for him to achieve nirvana in the past ten thousand years, it really helped him, at least let him have the upper hand in the struggle with the mountains and seas Golden Wood Dragon.

According to Galou's temper, he is desperate for the danger of falling again, and he is not willing to give away the ancient sword heart that he has coveted for tens of thousands of years and has been within reach.

When Jialou was persuaded by Nanyu Zhenjun to help save Shi Xian and accelerate the process of replacing Shi Xian's heart with the ancient sword heart, Shi Xian was sitting in front of a sword.

No, it should be her spirit.

Next to it is a cactus that has a small yellow flower the size of a fingernail.

I don't know how long I've been sitting here, a day, a month, or a year.

The memory stayed on Xie Zheng's slightly hideous face, turning around with determination and resentment, the pain in his heart and the corners of his eyes, and the red-orange flames in his eyes.

When Shi Xian woke up again, he found himself in an enclosed space.

All around was black, except for a giant sword in front of him, and a cactus struggling to emerge.

Originally, Shi Xian was still a little nervous and flustered, but when he saw the green and delicate yellow of the cactus, his heart suddenly settled down.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the giant sword in front of him.

Shi Xian smelled a familiar smell on it.

Subconsciously remembered the fragment of the Innate Emperor Mirror that he had obtained.

It's an ancient thing!

After observing the patterns and materials on the sword, as well as the style, Shi Xian once again confirmed his conjecture.

But she was obviously seriously injured, why would she sit in front of a mysterious ancient giant sword unharmed.

Shi Xian's spirit was sitting cross-legged, and the giant sword in front of her was three times taller than her, and even the width was not narrower than Shi Xian.

The patterns on the sword are scarce, and the sword body presents a dark red eye color, which is heavy and light.

At first glance, it was a little dull, not as bright as the swords that existed in the world.

But if you look closely, you can see the depth and heaviness hidden in this sword, as well as the rich killing intent in the sword soul.

Once irrigated by countless blood, this ancient sword drank enough blood, and buried the edge of the body for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years in this dark place.

Seeing its appearance, it is difficult to imagine the glory it once had in ancient times.

The fall of ancient artifacts took place quietly.

Shi Xian didn't know why, and suddenly there was a touch of desolation and sadness in his heart.

She seemed to be enchanted, her eyes glued to the ancient greatsword.

Everything in the outside world is cut off from her, there is no passage of time, no space to pass away.

Shi Xian fell into eternity.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her.

It was a tall man.

I couldn't see the face clearly, but it could be seen from his emaciated and three-dimensional facial features that his appearance was extremely extraordinary.

Dressed in a long robe, the wide cuffs whirring in the wind, the long hair and hem of the clothes fluttering in the wind, indescribably unrestrained and chic.

With a sword in his hand, he walked freely across the field, full of wanton grace, and his every move was free.

It's the strength and confidence of the showdown.

The surrounding falling plains seem to be his foil, and the upside-down Milky Way Waterfall in the sky is surging, rushing downward, but it is no match for the momentum of the mountains and rivers that he turned into alone.

Suddenly, the man's footsteps stopped, as if he had been stopped by something.

Shi Xian looked at his back and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Even if the man was in the painting and she was outside the painting, when she saw that back, she couldn't help but feel a sense of respect and worship from the bottom of her heart.

She didn't even dare to blink out of the corner of her eye, for fear of missing the scene when the man turned around.

At this moment, the man's figure moved!

But before he could see the man's side face, the long sword in his hand was already out of its sheath.

With the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, it was as fast as light, and before Shi Xian had time to blink, he slashed backwards.

The heavens and the earth seemed to be shaking, the mountains and rivers were turned upside down, and the surging water of the Milky Way was brutally cut off by an external force, like a lightning bolt in the sky, splitting the evergreen trees.

The upside-down Milky Way water was cut off!

Boom!

That sword, which seemed to carry the momentum of tearing the canopy of heaven, not only cut off the flow of water, but also cut a crack in the sky, cutting off the passage of the galaxy.

is domineering and arrogant, and a sword can break mountains and rivers.

Shi Xian tried to keep his eyes open, wanting to see this sword intent clearly, wanting to see the appearance of the man in the painting.

But a white light flashed in front of him, which brought great stimulation to Shi Xian's eyes.

A tingling pain came, and Shi Xian subconsciously closed his eyes.

The long sword in the man's hand clearly flashed in his memory, which was the ancient giant sword in front of him.

Then, Shi Xian fell into a coma again.

In a daze, Shi Xian could feel that there were Nanyu Zhenjun and a strange spirit beast beside him.

The two of them are supposed to be treating her.

Shi Xian tried to open his eyes every time, but as soon as he moved, a strange feeling came from his left eye.

The fiery pain hit the soul, like flesh and blood being directly ripped away, and the whole person fainted again.

This happened a few times in her sleep, and she vaguely knew that her left eye was not in danger.

During this period, Shi Xian also went to see the ancient giant sword a few times, but he didn't see the man last time.

But Shi Xian had a feeling in his heart, that is, this man was not from the Dingyuan Realm.

A sword can tear the sky and cut the galaxy, the kind of brilliance that can reflect the heavens and the earth with just a glance at the back, so that everyone can't help but feel awe.

In today's Dingyuan realm, this kind of power simply cannot exist.

By the time Shi Xian actually woke up, it had been more than half a year since she accepted her last mission.

During this period, Shi Lou Ming Shenghua and others came to see her a few times, but Shi Xian was groggy and unconscious, so he didn't know.