In the Hundred Grass Pavilion, there is an unwritten rule that as long as a disciple cultivates the artistic conception, he will be given a tailor-made artifact by the Ghost Venerable. For example, Mu Mu's ghost flower yin umbrella, and for example, the heavy knife in Wu Ling's hand.

Baxia Heavy Knife, this is the name taken by Ghost Jianchou himself, it is said that it is because this knife contains the undead of an otherworldly desolate beast, and the name of the desolate beast is "Baxia"!

In the Ninety-Nine Realms of the Heavenly Dao, no matter which realm the creatures of any realm will inevitably die in the end, and after death, they will become undead and enter the underworld.

These undead have walked through the ghost gate, stepped on the Nai Ho Bridge, drank Meng Po soup, and since then they have forgotten the past and become pure souls waiting for reincarnation, while those turbid souls who are unwilling to let go of the past will be sent to the eighteen layers of hell, and will suffer pain every moment.

Therefore, in the eighteen layers of hell, all kinds of turbid souls from various worlds are gathered. These turbid souls have either lost their souls or blurred their memories and turned into ghosts over the years! They are always helpless and helpless about such an outcome.

Later, the Netherworld communicated with the underworld and became the only strange race that could travel back and forth between the underworld and the underworld. And when they cultivate to the stage of the ghosts, they can also make a contract with the ghosts in the hell to take these ghosts who should live forever out of the hell and return to the yang world!

The fate of those contracted ghosts gave the Turbidity Spirits a glimmer of hope for freedom, but the Turbidity Spirits were not Spirits after all, and they could not break free from the shackles of Hell in the form of a contract.

Until one day, the wise and industrious Netherworld people learned to use some of the resources in the Hell to forge the Underworld, and realized the method of integrating the turbid soul into the Underworld Artifact to become a Tool Spirit!

As a result, a very small number of turbid souls not only avoided the fate of their souls scattering or turning into ghosts, but also completely got rid of the pain and torment of hell by becoming machine spirits. What's more, they preserve the complete memories of their lifetime!

If they get enough opportunities in the future, these turbid souls who have become machine spirits will even have a chance to be truly resurrected!

The Tyrant is the Turbid Soul of a Strange Beast that has preserved the complete memories of his life!Or, he prefers to be called the "Demon of Daewoo"!

At this moment, in this small courtyard of the Hundred Grass Pavilion, this ancient desolate beast from another world showed its true face for the first time. It's just one eye, but it's enough to shock everyone's soul!

This eye is full of endless vicissitudes, no one can guess how many years he has experienced, and no one can imagine what kind of mountains, seas and stars he has seen during his lifetime......

And the moment this domineering eye appeared, Lan Bing felt an invisible gravity suddenly descend on her.

The appearance of this gravity directly interrupted the Ice Lotus Phantom Dance cast by Lan Bing, restoring her from her original vague state to an entity. Not only that, but even the ice lotus condensed under the feet of blue ice directly collapsed and shattered into ice slag under the pressure of this gravity.

At the same time, Wu Ling, who had been planning for a long time, took the opportunity to wield the heavy sword in his hand, carrying an incomparable domineering sword intent, and slashed towards Lan Bing.

"Senior sister, I don't want to hurt you, it's too late for you to admit defeat now. This big knife of mine is extremely heavy, if you speak late, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold my hand!" Wu Ling couldn't help but remind, after all, this is just a fight, not a life-and-death fight, not to mention that the other party also let himself go before.

However, Lan Bing just said lightly: "It's okay. ”

Immediately after, in everyone's dumbfounded, Lan Bing gently put down the crystal long sword in his hand and slowly pierced it into the soil under his feet, and suddenly condensed a thick layer of frost on the ground. And at this time, the heavy knife has come to the top of her head!

"Ice Vine Bondage......" Blue Ice whispered softly.

Just as she finished speaking, the entire earth suddenly shook violently, and then vines broke through the ground, and in an instant, they intertwined, forming layer after layer of vine ball cages, protecting Lan Bing to death.

In the blink of an eye, Wuling's heavy sword collided with these vines, making a loud sound, accompanied by the click of the ice breaking, as if the next moment, the cage formed by these vines would shatter in response.

Seeing this, Wu Ling said with a happy face: "Senior sister, your cold ice can't stop my heavy sword, hurry up and admit defeat, so as not to hurt you." ”

"You just have to give it a go, don't worry. Lan Bing's eyes were like clear springs, and there was no trace of panic in her eyes, and her slender and slender jade hands were quickly pinching the trick, pouring more spiritual power into the crystal long sword on the ground.

These vines are not real plants, but are made of ice, crystal clear and hard, and although they are dead things, they are as agile as if they have real life. Just as the ice vines on the periphery were about to be smashed by Wuling, more ice vines broke through the ground and strengthened the ice vine cage one after another.

Wu Ling saw that the Ice Cranberry Ball Cage that was about to be broken became stronger and stronger, and he was immediately shocked, holding the heavy sword of Baxia with both hands at the same time, using the strength of his whole body cultivation, roaring, and swinging dozens of knives in the blink of an eye!

I have to say that Wu Ling's sword intent is extremely domineering, each knife can cut off more than ten ice vines, but there are too many ice vines that break through the ground, and what he destroys is far less than the number of new students.

"Your Majesty, help me again!" Wu Ling could only ask for help again.

Lan Bing had been paying attention to the domineering eye not far away, and just when Wu Ling spoke, Lan Bing saw that the dark eye flickered obviously, and then, the feeling of huge pressure that appeared before appeared again!

This gravitational pressure was really a bit outrageous, just for a moment, all the ice vines made an overwhelming clicking sound, and it seemed that the next moment it would collapse all over the ground like the previous ice lotus.

"Gather!" Lan Bing crossed his hands on his chest and made a strange magic seal, only to see that those ice vines were intertwined and woven together as if they had received an order, forming a huge vine whip half a foot wide, resisting the gravitational pressure from the overlord.

"Hit!" Lan Bing whispered again, and then raised his hand to point at Wu Ling, so the huge rattan whip in front of him immediately swung and whipped towards the other party.

Wu Ling was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but the rattan whip did not have the slightest intention of letting him go, and chased him after whip after whip, where the rattan whip fell, there was a loud rumbling sound, and there were several deep whip marks on the ground.

This scene made the surrounding disciples even more frightened. This rattan whip has such a terrifying power on the earth, if it hits a person directly, it will not directly whip a person half to death!

Although the rattan whip is very powerful, fortunately, the speed is not fast, so it can also give Wuling time to dodge. Even Wu Ling could sometimes fight back a few times, but his broadsword could only leave a few dents on the rattan whip at most, and he couldn't cut such a huge rattan whip at all.

Time passed quietly, and at this moment, Lan Bing suddenly found that the gravity that was pressing on his body had dissipated, and without the slightest hesitation, he shot a string of magic marks towards the rattan whip again, and shouted in a low voice: "Scatter!

I saw that the huge vine whip suddenly split, and at the same time turned into hundreds of ice vines, encircling Wuling at an incomparably fast speed. Although the strength of these ice vines is weak, they are fast and numerous, making it difficult for people to parry for a while.

Wu Ling brandished the big sword, desperately resisting the countless vines in front of him, but he didn't notice that at this moment, under his feet, new vines had broken through the ground. Caught off guard, his feet were instantly entwined and restrained.

"Damn!" Wu Ling scolded secretly, stomped his feet hard, and directly broke the two vines under his feet. However, it was such a short delay, and what awaited him was an overwhelming sweep of vines......

"You lost. Lan Bing looked at Wuling, who was entangled by countless vines, only his head was exposed, and said lightly.

"Senior sister's technique is extremely mysterious, I am convinced of my defeat!" Wu Ling said sincerely.

Lan Bing nodded, looked at the domineering eyes that had not yet dissipated, and said, "You also lost." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, was the Fourteenth Senior Sister talking to the Machine Spirit?

Even the dark and deep eyes of the tyrant couldn't help but flash a hint of different color, and after a while, an incomparably vicissitudes of life came to the voice ethereal, "Little girl, what if you lose? What if you win? It's just a dream, why should you be too serious......"

"Remembering dreams, are my predecessors saying that the place where I am now is in a dream?" Lan Bing, even if his heart was cold, he couldn't help but get nervous at the moment, and asked a little incredulously.

"Is it a dream or not a dream, is it a memory but not a memory, is it true or not true, is it illusory but not illusory...... Weird, weird......" The voice became more and more ethereal, and it was almost impossible to hear it.

And as this voice continued to come out, the dark eyes condensed by the black light began to fade continuously, until it was about to completely dissipate, and suddenly looked at the house in front of it......

The eyes as deep as the dark night seemed to ignore the obstruction of the wall, and directly saw the white-clothed young man who was practicing with all his strength in the house.

"No wonder...... No wonder...... It's the way of heaven......"

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