Nangong Ling seems to be from an extraordinary background, and there is a pride in his bones.

In addition, he is indeed arrogant and arrogant, Su Zimo rarely sees him show such a look.

Su Zimo smiled slightly and said, "It seems that this sword is nowhere to be found, but you admire it from the bottom of your heart." ”

"Humph!"

Nangong Ling snorted when he heard this, and said: "There is no trace of the sword, the third on the vision list, and the strongest vision of the sword has been comprehended!"

"Under the shroud of this vision, all swords must surrender!"

Hearing this, Su Zimo was slightly stunned, but recalled an old man.

This old man, in the battle of the vision list a hundred years ago, also comprehended the Jindan vision of ten thousand swords returning to the sect, defeating the sword sect at that time, Tianjiao Hang Qiuyu, shocking the world.

Dugu Sword.

said that he was an old man, but Su Zimo was not familiar with this person.

In other words, it seems that no one in this world is familiar with this person.

This person's whole body exudes a kind of isolation and loneliness.

It seems that in his heart, there is only the supreme kendo!

His eyes were empty and dazed.

Only when the sword is drawn, those eyes will bloom with unparalleled brilliance!

Su Zimo had an excellent impression of this person.

It's not just because Dugu Jian has helped him.

What's more, in Vientiane City, in the face of the brutal slaughter of the Rakshasa clan and the god clan, even Yuanying Zhenjun had to avoid its edge, but Dugu Jian stood up!

Be duty-bound not to turn back!

This is the true spirit of kendo!

Rather bend than bend, move forward!

The lonely sword was the first sword cultivation in the true sense that Su Zimo encountered.

Nangong Ling naturally didn't know what Su Zimo was thinking at this time, but seeing that he was silent, he thought that he didn't understand the horror of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

Nangong Ling said again: "If you don't understand, I'll put it more plainly! In front of the sword without a trace, the combat power of all sword cultivation will be reduced!"

"All swordsmanship and swordsmanship that shoot against the sword without a trace will be sharply reduced!"

"Ten thousand swords surrender, and without a trace of the sword is the king of the sword!"

"Oh. ”

Su Zimo was not interested in what sword was missing, so he responded casually.

Seeing Su Zimo's casual attitude, Nangong Ling was naturally angry in his heart, and pouted: "Some people, they haven't seen the battle of the vision list, so they naturally can't feel that kind of shock, that kind of brilliant scene of Tianjiao colliding!"

"Senior Brother Nangong, it's okay!"

Ruxuan couldn't stand it anymore, frowned slightly, and said, "Little Uncle, don't be like him, Senior Brother Nangong has no malicious intent." ”

Su Zimo smiled indifferently, held the ancient book in his hand, and continued to comprehend the sword technique.

Next to him, Liu Hanyan came to a stall, stopped for a long time, and seemed to have found something.

The owner of that stall is also a Yuan Infant Monk, but it seems that he has not much life.

There are a lot of things on the stalls, which are miscellaneous and quite messy.

Casually glanced at it, there was nothing of value on the stall, Su Zimo's eyes turned, and he landed on a black stone, and his heart moved.

At this time, he had just finished reading the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique, and the ghostly stone in his right eye appeared, and the whites of his eyes were all over, and he could see something unusual.

This black stone is just a lava mine on the surface, but inside it, there is a red crystal the size of an egg!

Lava Crystal!

This is the top treasure!

In the depths of the magma cave, the fire is calcined, endless, and nurtured for 10,000 years before it can be formed, and the power of heaven and earth is rich and pure!

The most important thing is that this lava spar fire system mana is majestic and vast, and it is one of the materials that the Extreme Fire Dao Monarch needs to forge his bones!

Unexpectedly, I really bumped into a treasure on this trip.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this flying sword?"

Liu Hanyan squatted down, pointed to a flying sword with two magic patterns on the stall, and asked softly.

"What's so good about this flying sword, the medium-grade true monarch magic weapon, the defective product of our refining failure in the sect, is all of this grade. ”

Nangong Lingda frowned and muttered.

The stall owner was expressionless, coughed a few times, and then said slowly: "I just need to increase the elixir of longevity, and I don't want anything else!"

"Hah!"

Nangong Ling sneered when he heard this, and couldn't help but sneer: "I said to you, the elixir of increasing longevity in the cultivation realm is extremely precious and extremely rare. You can't get a single grain of all these messy things together, so let's die!"

Normally, the things on this stall are really worthless.

Except for that lava crystal!

Liu Hanyan didn't leave, and picked and chosen, seemingly casually slashing the black stone over, before saying, "These things, exchange for a Lingshou Pill." ”

"Ahh

Ruxuan couldn't help it anymore, pulled Liu Hanyan's sleeve, and said, "Senior sister, it's a loss!"

Lingshou Pill, although it can only increase the longevity of fifty years, is already quite rare.

Su Zimo stood silent and did not come forward.

Liu Hanyan also seemed to see the extraordinaryness of this black stone, so he decided to buy it.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, staring at Liu Hanyan for a while, a little hesitant.

can cultivate to this realm, and Shouyuan is exhausted, all of them are monkey spirits, and at this time, he also faintly feels that there really seems to be some treasure in his stall.

But seeing that Liu Hanyan had already taken out the Lingshou Pill, that vigorous aura shocked his body.

The stall owner hesitated a little, gritted his teeth and said, "Changed!"

After speaking, he snatched the Lingshou Pill and pushed the things on the stall in front of Liu Hanyan.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo was relieved.

As long as the seller accepts the Lingshou Pill, he can't go back, this is the default rule of the Xiuzhen Realm transaction.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a hawk-eyed monk with a gloomy expression squeezed in, grabbed the stall owner's wrist, and said in a deep voice: "I will give out two Lingshou Pills, only for this stone!"

The Eagle Eye Monk was pointing at the black stone wrapped in the lava hedrons!

"This ......"

The stall owner was in a dilemma.

Normally, he has already commanded Liu Hanyan's Lingshou Pill, and this transaction is considered complete.

But I didn't expect that someone would come up with the price of two Lingshou Pills!

At this time, Nangong Ling also reacted, stepped forward, stood in front of the eagle-eyed monk, and said coldly: "What, don't follow the rules?"

Liu Hanyan hurriedly put the black stone into the storage bag.

The eagle-eyed monk narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Little doll, you have only cultivated to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, it is best to be more restrained and be careful of dying!"

This eagle-eyed monk is a primordial infant great consummation, so he has this confidence.

"Haha!"

Nangong Ling laughed angrily, his breath was released, and he said loudly: "Okay, today I Nangong Ling want to see what means you have!"

"It's fighting, it's fighting!"

"At the beginning of the Yuan Baby, there was no suspense about the Great Perfection of the Yuan Baby. ”

"Nangong Ling, the vision list is eighty-three, it's hard to say who wins and who loses, what's more, behind him is one of the four side gates, the Hundred Refining Gate!"

Many monks came over.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, the eagle-eyed monk glanced at the sect logo on Nangong Ling's sleeve robe, and his expression was jealous.

There was a little silence, and the eagle-eyed monk didn't dare to make a move after all, gritted his teeth, turned to leave, glanced at Nangong Ling resentfully, and disappeared into the crowd.

Thanks to the midsummer fruit, drunk and merry, lonely, and the heart is like a reward of stopping water~

(End of chapter)