On the stargazing platform, Wan Jianfeng stood with his hands in his hands, and behind him, Li Shibo was holding the Xianyang scabbard in both hands and was gently stroking.

Suddenly, Master Li sighed: "It's a pity, although the spirituality of this magic weapon still exists, it has been changed by the eight-sided soul lamp, and the current Xianyang scabbard has been reduced to an ordinary storage magic weapon." ”

"The magic power of this magic weapon is not good at attacking, even if it falls as a storage magic weapon, there is no pity, if you can find the Xianyang Sword, this scabbard can be regarded as a complete merit, Senior Brother Li, how is your progress in cultivating the spirit search technique?" Wan Jianfeng asked while still looking into the distance.

Li Shibo replied: "Although I can still be fully proficient, there is no problem in finding objects. ”

"Okay, you can use the spirit search technique to find out the Xianyang Sword now. Although Wan Jianfeng's tone was flat, his fists were clenched, and he still couldn't hide his excitement.

"Good. ”

Li Shibo threw the Xianyang sword scabbard, and the scabbard was supported by a stream of Li Shibo's mana, suspended above Li Shibo's head, and at the same time, Li Shi's ten fingers changed rapidly, as if he was initiating some kind of ritual.

At the feet of Master Li, a gossip pattern gradually emerged, and the horizontal bars in each direction were shining brightly, and a light curtain rose from the ground, constantly changing and rotating around Master Li.

Just as the Xianyang sword scabbard rotated to a critical point, it suddenly pierced the light curtain like a spiritual light and flew out towards the sky.

Seeing the Xianyang sword scabbard flying out, Li Shibo's surprised voice came from the light curtain, "I didn't expect that Xianyang Sword to be in the Sun-Chasing Dao, I thought this sword was hidden in a corner of my Sun-Chasing Dao." ”

"Wherever this sword is, I'm going to find it this time. Wan Jianfeng was unmoved, his eyes were like torches, staring at the direction where the Xianyang scabbard was leaving.

Wan Jianfeng waved his hand, and a bone sword suddenly appeared in his hand, although the shape of this bone sword was no different from that of an ordinary long sword, but on the body of this bone sword, a powerful energy was transmitted, as if it could push mountains and reclaim the sea and destroy everything.

Li Shibo saw this bone sword from the magic circle, and he was also quite envious: "Praise tooth sword, this sword is made of the teeth of the god of praise, it is rumored that the god of praise was day by day, and finally died of exhaustion, its body turned into countless treasures and fell on the Shenzhou continent, I didn't expect you to be able to find one of his teeth." ”

Although Li Shibo has ten swords, the material and origin of each sword are extremely extraordinary, but compared to this sword, it is too inferior.

Wan Jianfeng said quite calmly: "The so-called gods are just a group of beings who have transcended the Guanfu Realm, just like the Hu God of Taiqiu Mountain thousands of years ago, although they claim to be gods, they are actually just a demon beast in the Changing Realm. If I get the Immortal Yang Sword this time, within three years, I can become that kind of existence. ”

Wan Jianfeng stepped on the Praise Tooth Sword, turned into a white sword light and chased it out in the direction of the Xianyang scabbard.

At the same time, Master Li also walked out of the magic circle, but his face looked a little pale, "I didn't expect this spirit seeking technique to consume so much mana, and I don't know if with my mana, it can support it to find the Xianyang Sword." ”

Li Shibo took out a bottle of pill from his sleeve, swallowed a pill, his originally pale face suddenly became ruddy, he stepped on a flying sword, and also flew out in the direction of the Xianyang scabbard.

On the lonely high peak with charming mountain scenery, the wooden door of a dilapidated hut in the bamboo forest was slowly pushed open, and a head poked out of the wooden door, looking around, and after making sure that no one was guarding, he turned his head and whispered to the house: "Miss, there is no one outside." ”

Then, the wooden door of the hut was completely opened, Yuan Mengyao and Jing'er walked out of it, and Jing'er still asked with some worry: "Miss, is that Wan Jianfeng really no longer in the Dao of the Sun?"

Although Yuan Mengyao was not sure, she said with some certainty: "I have already noticed from the Divine Soul Imprint left in the Xianyang scabbard, this scabbard has flown away from the Eternal Sun Dao, presumably the ten thousand sword blades have also left with the scabbard." ”

The two escaped from the wooden house and came to a peach blossom forest, Jing'er said: "Miss, why don't you use the eight-sided soul lamp to escape first, you have a magic weapon to fly, even if they find out, they can't catch up with you, you take me now, but it will drag you down." ”

Yuan Mengyao shook her head and said: "You are my maid, how could I abandon you, you don't have to worry, we will definitely escape from here." ”

Jing'er suddenly saw something, pointed to the bottom of a peach blossom tree and said, "Miss, there is a sign there with words on it." ”

The two girls walked under the peach blossom tree, looked at the wooden sign and read, "The spirit of the deceased wife." ”

Yuan Mengyao said: "Could it be that this is the spiritual position of Wan Jianfeng's wife?"

Jing'er said disdainfully: "That Wan Yun is not a good thing, this Wan Fengfeng is also a person with a cold nature, and the spiritual seat of his deceased wife was thrown on the side of the road." ”

Yuan Mengyao also showed a somewhat disdainful expression on her face, although after the death of a person, the so-called tablet is just a false name, but to be able to dispose of the tablet of an important person so casually, Yuan Mengyao also despised it from the bottom of her heart.

Jing'er scolded: "I heard that this Wan Jianfeng's wife died many years ago, and this Wan Yun is really a bad thing with a mother and no mother's education." ”

Seeing that Yuan Mengyao's face was a little ugly, Na Jing'er seemed to think of something, and quickly changed her words: "I'm sorry, Miss, I mentioned your sadness, although Miss's mother died early, but you are a hundred times better than that Wanyun, and your future achievements are by no means comparable to that guy Wanyun." ”

Yuan Mengyao didn't seem to want to talk about anything related to this topic anymore, and said, "Okay, it's almost time to rest, let's hurry up." ”

The two girls supported each other and quickly disappeared into the peach blossom forest.

After a few days, Evil Zisheng opened his eyes, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, according to the method of the Water and Land Ancestor, Evil Zisheng communicated with the Xianyang Sword for several days, and finally got some response from this sword.

Evil Zisheng closed his eyes again, and the original darkness in front of him was now a blank light.

"What kind of place is this?" Evil Zisheng had already determined, his body was still in the cave, and such a strange scene made Evil Zisheng a little surprised.

"This place is the spiritual realm in the Xianyang Sword. The voice of the Water and Land Ancestor came to his mind.

"What's the matter with me?" Evil Zisheng looked at his body, white as an illusion, ethereal, not his own soul.

"This is your heart, as long as you inherit the will of the Xianyang Sword in this spiritual realm, you can refine the Xianyang Sword into your own natal magic weapon. The Water and Land Ancestor said.

"What a big breath, the idea that the lackeys of the puppet road also want to fight the Xianyang Sword, it is really beyond my strength. "From beyond the nine heavens of this spiritual realm, a solemn and vast voice came down.

"What's going on?" asked the evil self-sheng, and from the tone of the other party, it could be heard that the other party had a big opinion of himself.

"It's the will of the Xianyang Sword, but I forgot one thing, there is a puppet soul control talisman in your heart, and the will of this sword is only not so easy to inherit. "The ancestor of water and land said.

"What then?" asked the evil self-generated.

"Since inheritance is not good, then you can only surrender. The Water and Land Ancestor replied very simply.

In the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Realm, Xianyang Sword's will laughed and said: "It's really ridiculous, when I broke through the Heavenly Dao with one sword and changed the fate of a state, how can this kind of grand will be surrendered by the two of you, since you are looking for death, then it's no wonder that I." ”

Suddenly, there was a vertical eye crack above the nine heavens, and from that vertical eye crack, countless sharp swords fell down like a storm.

Every sword is like the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, the transformation of life and death, the reincarnation of the universe, in this sword rain, no one's fate can be changed, and the eternal ending is death.