"Haha, Lord Liu Daifeng won't regret making a bet! However, this son has always been benevolent and righteous, if you really can't afford to make a bet, as long as you obediently hand over what you won me during the day, this son will treat it as if nothing happened, what do you think?" After speaking, his eyes looked at Liu Xianlang viciously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Lianlang's eyes were filled with deep eye waves, his face was solemn, his cold face was a little pale, he glanced back at the people of the various peaks of the Xuanling Gate, and then ignored the unruliness of the prince of Wenyang. Instead, he waved his hand and pointed at the Sky Sword above the cultivation ground and smiled: "Haha, since ancient times, the Immortal Sword has been smiling proudly, when it is Huanyu Yaoyao, just the sky, isn't it lonely, since Wenyang Gongzi showed the Wenyang Palace Zhengong Sword, how can my Xiao Tianfeng be stingy!" Before the words fell, a touch of red like a red fish shot out from the body of the willow waves, and under the moonlight, the beautiful red divine light shot towards the Sky Sword that had been trembling, and when it was close, it kept winding and playing around the Sky Sword, extremely curious, and extremely cheering.

"Haha, haha?????? Lord Yanagi didn't tease Ben Gongzi, right! What kind of treasure are you? Haha, haha??????" Gongzi Wenyang couldn't help but laugh when he saw Liu Lianlang release such a small fish-like treasure.

The people in the field looked at the void of more than ten zhang in amazement, and under the moonlight, a small fish that was as red as blood and gorgeous kept swimming around the Sky Sword, and the Sky Sword seemed to be extremely happy, and the huge fitness skyrocketed several times, and let out a deep groan. From a distance, it looks like a huge emerald sword with a red red rope constantly entwined around it, which is extremely beautiful and interesting. The disciples of various sects, you look at me, I look at you, they are all inexplicable.

Xiuhuan and Lan Ying, who were beside the silent mother, saw everything in front of them, and their memories instantly returned to the night in the Bluestone Villa a few years ago, on the cliff, a child in white played a small red fish in the dark night void. Xiuhuan lost his voice and shouted: "That's the Soul Conjuring Sword!"

The voice was crisp and beautiful, like a beautiful light mark slashed by the Conjuring Divine Sword. Yes, the silent lady stared at the naughty little fish tightly, and was very excited, I finally saw you, Senior Brother Dream and himself have worked hard and searched for it since they heard Xiuhuan and Lan Ying say that they had seen the Soul Sword, and it has been four or five years in the blink of an eye, and now I finally see it.

The conjuring of spirits, the chaos of the world, the madness of the demon realm, and the reversal of the heavenly realm, this is the verse left by the ancient immortals. This kind of rumor has been circulating since 30,000 years ago, and it is deeply feared in the hearts of high-ranking figures of every sect. The appearance of the Soul Conjuring Sword means that the Second Realm of Immortals and Demons is about to be in chaos, and the peace of the Immortal Realm for more than 30,000 years may be broken at any time, which is what the Righteous Sect is extremely unwilling to see.

The Conjuring Sword seemed to realize that the Terrans below had discovered their identity, and suddenly jumped to a height of more than 100 zhang above the Sky Sword, bursting with bursts of red light all over his body, and at the same time, his body kept growing until he was more than 100 zhang Fang Xiu, and the sword thorn was facing downward, leaning on the firmament. The red sword turned into a rainbow with a diameter of about ten zhang, reflecting the entire Taicang Peak in a sea of red fire.

At this moment, the laughter of Gongzi Wenyang, who had been laughing wildly, stopped abruptly, the smile piled up on his face froze there, his body was motionless, staring at the Soul Conjuring Sword above Cangyu in disbelief.

Seeing the momentum, the Firmament Divine Sword suddenly soared to a height similar to that of the Soul Conjuring Divine Sword, and then swelled in a tremor, and it was also a hundred zhang Fang Xiu, looking at it, the sky was divided into two, half of it was emerald and bright, and the other half was Danhua Shuo, how magical it was.

This situation had already stunned the dignitaries of all factions, and they all stood up and stared at Aoyu's double swords. Bingluo Zhenren swept away his calm face before, his cold eyes were full of sorrow, and the scholar next to him was also very toothy, but after a long time, he comforted Bingluo Zhenren: "What should come will come after all, as soon as the flood comes, how can there ever be eternal peace, we are a righteous sect, regard defending the common people as our own responsibility, travel too empty, fight demons and eliminate demons for the cause, this is the grand wish of cultivating immortals, we should do our best to do it!"

Bingluo Zhenren indifferently glanced back at the good scholar Dong Xuan Zhenren, and bowed his head solemnly. Then he looked at the other peak masters and dignitaries of various factions with a complicated expression.

The younger generation of disciples looked at the beautiful Tianyu, and most of them only thought that strange treasures appeared in the world, miracles through the ages, and they were excited, and they exchanged heads and ears, and there were many discussions. Only a few calm and insightful high-level disciples smelled the crisis that was not far off in the immortal realm.

Master Ciyuan and the Pure Heart Daoist were surprised, and their minds transmitted to Bingluo Zhenren: "Look, the head of Bingluo, this matter of forging soldiers?" Hearing this, Bingluo thought for a while, and replied quietly: "Master Ciyuan, don't worry, there is no change in the two swords at present. However, the situation is serious, so let's recall the other forging divisions in the abyss, and because of the gambling contract, only Liu Zhilang and Wenyang Gongzi can enter the competition. ”

"Amitabha, this is very good, good, good!" Ci Yuan clasped his hands together and agreed, so that there would be no sudden change, and the two swords would break into the head of the Xuan Realm, hurting the innocent.

The agreement between the two was decided, so they stopped talking and watched the actions of Liu Zhilang and Wenyang Gongzi. The prince of Wenyang suddenly saw that Liu Lianlang actually showed the soul conjuring sword that had been rumored since the flood famine, this sword family father was instructed by the father, called the soul conjuring, also called the Yang sword, or the soul condensation, and it was also a relic left by the ancient immortal family when it ascended. And the immortal world does not know how many tens of thousands of years, devouring souls and devouring countless souls, and it is rumored that this sword is very evil and can be controlled by very people. Now in the hands of Liu Lianlang, in addition to surprise, Wenyang Gongzi stared at Liu Lianlang with sincere admiration for the first time, and after a long time, Fang Yi said: "The peak master of Liu Dai is really hidden, admire it, please!"

After speaking, without waiting for Liu Lianlang to agree, he took the lead in coming to the front of the abyss teleportation array, and after seeing the last forging master who had entered earlier returning, he resolutely jumped up, and immediately turned into a divine light and shot into the abyss.

Seeing that Gongzi Wenyang had entered, Liu Xianlang didn't say much, and went around to salute the dignitaries of each faction one by one, and then walked over steadily, floated forward and stepped on the teleportation array, and then disappeared suddenly.

Between heaven and earth, except for the two giant swords in the void, as if the two of them never existed in this world, then everyone stared at the abyss and began a long wait.

Under the beautiful sky of Dancui interaction, in the abyss, I faintly saw the two of them each walking into a forging stone room, and then soon saw that the two stone rooms were burning with blazing fires, and then the two looked at each other for a while, and then they both suddenly picked up the giant hammer and kept swinging it. At first it was very slow, then it was faster and faster, and finally it was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. In addition, above the abyss for some reason, suddenly the clouds rolled, and the clouds rolled and flowed like waves, obscuring everything above, and all everyone could see was the abyss that had been slowly spinning.

The more they couldn't see clearly, the more curious everyone became, exerting their skills, using spiritual power, probing, guessing, and waiting. According to the rules of the forging competition, the game ended at sunrise, but the two did not return on time, one, two, and three?????? One early morning after eighty-one days, the Xuanjing suddenly became extremely clear, and in the abyss, there were two immortal-like figures standing on the cliff, one of them was fluttering in fairy clothes, and his whole body was circulating, and he was shaking a fan with silver stars shining in his hand. The other, wearing a meteor-shining, brilliant silver crystal armor, wearing a Nine Dragons silver crystal crown, and stepping on silver crystal cloud boots, is extremely chic and majestic, and his face is relaxed with a smile, and his eyes are shining. The two talked and laughed, but they didn't know why. After a long time, the two of them both returned to their original forms and appeared together on the Floating Abyss Teleportation Array.

The two of them on the teleportation array looked at each other and smiled, and walked down the abyss at the same time, and then each waved towards the void, and the sky and the conjuring spirit suddenly turned into two divine lights, shooting back into their respective masters' bodies in a graceful arc. Then the two looked at each other intently, and after cherishing each other, they each returned to their own sect positions.

The actions of the two made everyone stunned, although they had gone through nine hundred and eighty-one days of suffering, they were even more curious. What happened to the two in the abyss, when they went, they were like enemies, but when they came back, they were so sympathetic.

Even characters such as Bingluo Zhenren, Good Habit Scholar, Master Ciyuan, and Pure Heart Daoist were surprised by the changes before and after the two, and this gamble didn't know how to end, and their eyes were cast on the two of them in embarrassment.

After a period of silence, Bing Soul Zhenren took the lead in breaking the silence, got up and asked, "I don't know the bet between the two of you and the Acting Peak Master of Wenyang and Xiaotianfeng?"

Hearing this, Gongzi Wenyang shook the cracked cloud fan and said with a smile: "There is a sign of Lao Bingluo's head of the family, Gongzi Wenyang is ashamed that he is not as good as the immortal skills of the Lord of Liu Daifeng, and he is willing to admit defeat! ”

When Liu Lianlang heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "Gongzi Wenyang, so humble, this generation of peak masters is really extremely ashamed, it is because my skills are not as good as others, Liu Lianlang is willing to admit defeat, even so, this generation of peak masters will be between you and me, and we will not encourage each other!"

When Master Ciyuan and the Pure Heart Taoist heard this, they secretly sighed in their hearts, and they couldn't imagine that this Yibao Conference would end so well. I can't help but let go of my hanging heart.

After many days of fatigue, the morning mountain breeze wafted with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, curling mist, turned into dewdrops, fluttering on the forehead, gently, cool, comfortable and joyful.

Under the bright sun, the event of the Yibao Conference has all ended, and the dignitaries of each faction are cherishing each other and preparing to leave, but everyone suddenly found that under the bright sun, on a piece of colorful glow, there are two figures with strange masks, and in their hands are rotating a strange magic weapon, this magic weapon, the structure is very peculiar, overlapping by three curved crescent moons, like a windmill, constantly rotating, and making a very slight rustling sound when rotating. Through the mask, the two people shot out cold gazes and suddenly scanned the four major sects, the three major families, and the hundreds of thousands of people from the Sixteen Immortal Sects.