Liu Lianlang suddenly felt that his body was light, his feet were off the ground, and he couldn't stabilize his body when he urged his spiritual power, and his body involuntarily rose to the sky. At the foot of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info the Soul Conjuring Sword Danmang flickered, bursting out of the Dao Light Rainbow, absolutely protecting the master.

However, one person and one sword are in the void, and the eyes of the old man of Thirteen Yu are just toothpicks and butterflies, and between talking and laughing, one person and one sword are drowned under the cold light of the old Dao Xuanqing of the Thirteen Islands.

Everyone under the Lingxiao Tower stared intently at the willow waves and the Soul Conjuring Sword under the pressure of the green mangs in the sky, one person and one sword were just a black dot and a red dot. But after a while, the black dots and red dots suddenly became larger, and at the same time, pieces of auspicious clouds floated from nowhere, intertwined with each other, converging into brilliant colorful clouds, holding the willow waves and the Soul Conjuring Sword that were slowly growing.

One person and one sword kept elongating, becoming bigger and bigger, and the auspicious clouds around began to become flying in the sky, gathering from all directions, fluttering at first, and then accelerating, and then surging, and the waves surged towards one person and one sword.

Liu Zhilang and the Conjuring Divine Sword are still getting bigger, and at the same time, they are constantly absorbing the auspicious clouds and clouds around them, the faster they suck, the more they suck their bodies, the bigger they become, and soon, the Conjuring Divine Sword will become the same as when it was above the cultivation ground, full of a hundred zhang long, leaning on the sky, Danhua bursting out, like a sea of fire. And Liu Xianlang's figure has become thousands of feet tall, standing proudly above the auspicious clouds, and a pair of eye waves are like two cold pools, extremely deep and distant. It's like an immortal monarch patrolling the realm, indescribably cold and majestic.

I saw Liu Lianlang sideways to see Baizhang summoning spirits, and as soon as the giant hand was raised, it was included in the waist, pressing the sword and raising his head, looking at the sky, with a silver shimmering coat on his body, hunting with the wind.

When the auspicious clouds around them slowly became graceful and sparse, the shapes of Liu Zhilang and the Soul Conjuring Sword slowly returned to their original appearance, and at the same time slowly floated towards everyone. At this time, the tower also returned to its misty state, and the huge and shadowy figure of meditating cross-legged reappeared. When Liu Lianlang and the Soul Conjuring Sword floated down in front of everyone, the voice of the trembling Huanyu came from the clouds again: "This sword has been refined, and it is no longer called Soul Conjuring, because the person holding the sword has a double immortal vein of thirty-three heavenly immortal veins, and he has a fate with the nine heavens, so this sword can be called the Xianyuan Sword in the future! This sword is extraordinary, not comparable to the general law spirit Xuan Xian artifact, the power of the sky, domineering nine heavens, so this sword can also be named Bayu, as for how to call it, just let this kid be, I am not interested. In addition, although we have refined this sword and removed the original demonic nature, it has not yet been quenched, and I hope that when he happens to be the Seven Springs of the Shining Star Divine Sea and Tiangang, he will be quenched for seven hundred and forty-nine days before he will be truly reborn. Now, this sword has just come out, and its arrogance and unruly, in order to suppress this sword Xuan Xuan domineering, the sword holder must have a duel with many famous swords, in order to freely manipulate this sword, and increase the cultivation day and night, in order to really let this sword recognize you as the master, this is a famous sword to choose heroes, immortals must be talented. You might as well remind the sword-wielder to go to the Ghost Soul Sword Shrine in the North Sky Ocean Prison Soul Domain, where there are all the holy swords of the Demon Sect to the devil and evil for tens of thousands of years, there are as many as 9,999, one by one, challenge, or a sword duel, in short, only by defeating these 9,999 Demon Spirit Holy Sword, this sword can truly dissolve all the anger, and from then on, only you are the master, and you are loyal! However, I want to remind the sword-wielding person that before the Seven Springs of the Shining Star Divine Sea Tiangang is quenched, except for the sword mound fighting in the Northern Heavenly Ocean Prison Soul Domain, try not to slaughter the spirits, otherwise the soul will be summoned, and Ba Yuxian will not be able to compare its demonic nature to tens of thousands of soul conjuring!"

"In addition, our Thirteen Elders have already passed on the Heaven Splitting Divine Skill to you, this skill is not beneficial to slaying demons, but when you ascend, it can help you find the Heaven Split, saving you the suffering of tens of thousands of years of drifting in the cloud realm. Okay, you've done everything we asked us to do, please leave quickly, don't bother me and wait for Qingning again!"

As soon as the words fell, the earth suddenly fell silent, and the tower was still standing through the clouds and mist, and there were still a number of huge figures meditating cross-legged around it.

How dare everyone disobey, they all took a deep look at the figure meditating cross-legged in front of the shadow of the sky, did not dare to defend the object, turned around and walked cautiously out of ten miles away, before putting down the hanging heart.

Now that the matter of conjuring the soul has been completed, everyone has no reason to stay, and after cherishing each other, they will say goodbye to the cliff. There is a way that there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and when they come, they come together, but when they go back, they go in all directions.

This wave of Xuanlingmen, let alone disperse, they returned to the Taicang Peak Naxian Hall and discussed again, and then went to their own mountain peak immortal mansion one after another.

Liu Lianlang originally planned to hand over the things he had won from the gambling contract with Gongzi Wenyang and the five alchemists who had been brought back to Xiaotian Peak by the five Dharma protectors such as Qing Gu to the head of the peak, Bing Lu, for disposal. However, Bingluo Zhenren could see that Liu Yinglang's future was limitless, so he took the initiative to mention that the five alchemists would stay in Xiaotianfeng, and instructed that he would definitely carry forward the alchemy. As for those treasures, they didn't mention it, and Liu Lianlang couldn't let go of the soul order in his heart, so he didn't say anything, regardless of the moon and the dark wind, he took the lead in saying goodbye to the peak masters, and then took the immortal sword to draw a red rainbow of light into the darkness.

In addition to Master Liu Lianlang's real person, the eleven peak masters watched the back of the fading sword immortal edge on the hazy moonlit night, some were envious, and more were ashamed and regretful. I think that at the beginning, including the head of the house, none of the twelve peak masters took a fancy to this Liu Lianlang, and even the real person who was blowing the wind didn't really fancy him, and he was retracted by the door for a while. Unexpectedly, the carp jumped over the dragon gate, as soon as this son arrived at Xiaotianfeng, he created so many magics, rescued the same door, fought and killed the hell lava fire dragon, and refined the thunder heavenly trick, the Yi Bao Conference became famous in one fell swoop, and the Dan world was respected as the Dan Emperor, and now he has the fairy sword and fairy fate, and no one can say how many opportunities there will be in the future. But one thing is certain, the future of this son will definitely not be ordinary, and even the elders of Thirteen Yu praise him. You know in your hearts that within a few days, this son will cause an uproar in the fairy world, no immortal disrespect, no cultivation and disrespect. And I heard that this son, the immortal sense is extraordinary, and he also left a fairy text when the Qingliu Kingdom gathered at the Ying Conference, telling the pain of farewell relatives, the worries of the dispute between good and evil, and the way to cultivate immortals. I didn't care about it at the time, but now it seems that the great talent finally has a clue, but the young Bole in the world! Fortunately, this son has many opportunities, and the road is bumpy, and he will finally be a little rewarded.

For this son, the more the peak lord thinks about it, the more he loves it, but unfortunately the famous flower has a master, and it is in vain to fall in love with the sea. Gazing at the misty galaxy, when the crimson color at the feet of Liu Lianlang condensed into a red dot, the peak masters said goodbye to each other and returned.

Under the crescent moon, in the void, Liu Yinglang recalled the things he had experienced in the past few months, as if he had been in a different world, from being insulted to being highly respected, tasting the warmth and cold, and more deeply understanding the meaning of strength. In this world, only strong can be respected, and only strong can protect oneself and one's relatives and friends.

I still remember that in the abyss, Gongzi Wenyang changed his flying and domineering outside the abyss, and even took the initiative to show weakness and was willing to befriend himself, such an ending was all because of the merit of the Soul Conjuring Sword. He has the sky, I have the conjuring spirit, the sword recognizes the master, how to gamble? Ninety-nine eighty-one days later, the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Armor that he had been dreaming of was finally successfully refined.

Thinking of the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Armor, Liu Lianlang felt a burst of excitement in his heart, his body trembled slightly, and his slender figure was wrapped in the Xuanhua Circulation, under the Nine Heavens Immortal Yuan Armor made of silver crystal, and under his feet stepped on the red and blood-like Zhangyu Immortal Yuan Sword, ploughing the clouds and breaking through the fog, flying stars and moons, and shuttling between the sea of clouds.

From a distance, in the night sky, under the moonlight, a silver-clad immortal monarch is stepping on a red fairy sword, drawing a graceful arc, like lightning, crossing countless mountains and dangerous ravines, rivers, lakes, seas and rivers, and in the blink of an eye, he has entered the realm of the small heavenly peaks of the twelve earth-shattering peaks. However, he crossed a few red-colored rainbows above Xiao Tianfeng, and did not fall, but casually released a Xuanling Gate's unique messenger spirit bird flying swan fish, watching the flying swan fish drill into the enchantment of Xiao Tianfeng, and suddenly shot towards the sea of skulls at the end of the sky on the north side, because he had a very important thing to do.

The already fast conjuring spirit has now turned into a fairy fate, and the speed is even more incomparable. But even so, it has been more than a few months on the way to the Skull Sea in Mitian Shayu.

On this day, after many days of long-distance day and night shuttle, Liu Lianlang finally appeared in his sight. As soon as I reached the edge, the wind was howling all over my body, the clouds and fog were rolling in the sky, and the sand grains the size of beans were flying all over the sky, constantly shooting on my body, head, and face, which was suffocating and uncomfortable. The vision is okay, after all, Liu Lianlang has white light to urge him to help, but in the face of the wild sand, he has to add a few spells to protect him, although it is uncomfortable, but Liu Lianlang is happy in his heart, looking at the endless clouds in the sky, secretly thinking, it must be hundreds of millions of clouds, and finally arrived at the sea of skulls in Mitian Shayu.

Liu Lianlang was happy for a while, he didn't care about being tired, stabilized his body, and resolutely shot into the vast Mitian Shayu. However, Liu Lianlang was so happy that he forgot the most crucial thing, and the seal of the Soul Demon Order only told himself that the Mitian Shayu was under the clouds of the northern heavens, but he did not say the specific location of the Skull Sea.

Liu Lianlang was flying suddenly realized this, suddenly drew a circle of red light rainbow, stopped in the vast sky and sand valley, and then lowered his body as much as possible, urging the white light to explore things in all directions, but the sky and sand valley are boundless, and under the magic of shrinking the veins, there is no trace of the sea of skeletons within 10,000 miles.

Liu Qianlang muttered, the two messengers of the Soul Demon Gate should not lie to themselves, right? Otherwise, why didn't they clearly tell themselves the specific location of the Sea of Skulls, and it was not a way to break in like this. But after thinking about it, no, never, since the other party is using the master to blackmail himself, it means that there must be some huge conspiracy.

Touching the soul order and the bag in his arms, Liu Lianlang's heart churned, no, even if he explored it in all directions, he had to find the Sea of Skulls. With his mind already decided, Liu Lianlang looked around and suddenly got up.

However, at this moment, I suddenly felt a tumbling and bulging of the boundless sand and gravel under my feet, and a moment later, a strange shape and hateful face drilled out of a sand dune, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a toad or a lizard. Then, three figures in black appeared at the bottom of the sand.