"Spring silkworm!"

Lonely Peak Cliff, King Qinghe was dressed in white and had a black umbrella, her face was a little complicated, she looked at the white bone sword in Luo You's hand, and said with emotion: "I see, Li Si protected you so much back then, regardless of the face of my Qinghe Xu family, and directly included you in the shadow guard." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Now it seems that he is not only protecting you Luo You, but the sword in your hand!"

The sword in the hand is the 'spring silkworm'.

Luo You's eyes were scarlet, his black clothes were like ink, the white bone remnant sword in his hand was white and cold, and there was a faint blood light flowing at the broken blade.

"The ancient sword 'Spring Silkworm', one of the several famous swords left behind by the destruction of the Shushan Sword Pavilion in that year. He raised his head, looked at the temple on the lonely peak in the distance, and said with a cold smile: "I have been raising swords for seven years, and today I will use this 'Little Buddha Mountain' to open the 'Spring Silkworm' in my hand!"

The sword, but a sword of white bones.

But this sword was held in Luo You's hand, and it suddenly had a cruel and cold aura, and the white and shiny sword body suddenly appeared with silkworms, slender and thin, constantly surging.

"Sure enough, it's a 'spring silkworm'"

Xu Qingyun was quietly hidden on the trunk of the tree, his little hand holding the Chiwu Demon Pill tightly, as if this was the only way to settle down in his heart.

The appearance of that white bone remnant sword hit him extremely hard.

"Didn't the Sword Master destroy it back then?" Although Chigo was silent in the eggshell, she could still feel the ancient sword silkworm, that kind of cold, hungry, and bloodthirsty.

"The ancient sword is psychic, where can it be destroyed if you want to?" Xu Qingyun's voice was low, his little face was a little pale, and he was full of worry: "Back then, the sword master suppressed this sword under the sword mound pool, and now that the Shushan Sword Pavilion has been destroyed, I never thought of seeing this sword here again!"

"This Luo You is also a strange person, he has been raising silkworms for seven years, sacrificing swords with blood, and he really raised these half-dead silkworms back then. Akago exclaimed.

"I have been raising silkworms for seven years, and I did not hesitate to sacrifice the sword with blood, and I am also a little curious about the real power of this 'spring silkworm' suppressed by the sword master back then. Although Xu Qingyun was a little worried in his heart, he still had some expectations for the power of this ancient sword.

This ancient sword suppressed under the sword mound pool seems to have been suppressed for too long, the white bone sword body is white and cold, and the silkworms on it are dense and surging.

Luo You stood with his sword in his hand, facing the sound wave on the small Buddha Mountain, without any fancy movements, and directly slashed down with a sword.

The sword light was cold and white, and at the moment of slashing, the sword body was densely packed with white silkworms, and the tide of crazy demons surged.

The sky seemed to be suddenly gloomy, and the overwhelming silkworms poured out from the ancient sword, they carried a hungry and bloodthirsty breath, like locusts crossing the border, directly covering the entire small Buddha Mountain.

This bloodthirsty breath seems to want to eat the entire Little Buddha Mountain. ”

From a long distance, Xu Qingyun could still feel the breath of silkworms, and the feeling of bloodthirsty hunger made him pale and uneasy.

Buzz Buzz......

The sound of insects was low and mellow, and even the shadow guard, who was good at killing, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat under this kind of fine silkworm.

I saw the black pressed silkworms, covering the small Buddha Mountain overwhelmingly.

The bell of the small Buddha Mountain continues, and the powerful bell of the magic bell continues to protect the small Buddha Mountain. But the silkworms surging wildly in the sky had already covered the dense sound waves, opened their sharp little teeth, and began to tear at the wall formed by the sound waves.

Luo You's eyes burned with madness, and looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt that the infamy he had borne over the years was no longer so important.

The white bone remnant sword in his hand swung again.

He has been staying in the 'Tongyun' realm for many years, and his mastery of power is naturally not comparable to Chen Jiuli.

But each of his swords is extremely difficult.

Luo You endured the pain, his originally dark cheeks had turned pale, but his eyes were surging with infinite madness.

"Go on, go on, I want you to eat the whole little Buddha Mountain for me!"

The ancient sword seemed to devour his blood, and once again transformed into thousands of silkworms, which had already torn a visible crack in the wall of the sound wave.

More than 100 shadow guards drew their long knives and sneaked into the small Buddha Mountain from the torn crack, and thousands of silkworms swarmed at the same time, frantically devouring the entire small Buddha Mountain.

The silkworm is thin and sturdy, like a locust crossing the border, eating everything it passes, ancient trees, stone mountains, streams, broken bridges......

Wherever they passed, there was not a single leaf left.

The silkworms continue to devour, sweeping the whole small Buddha Mountain, slowly eating fat and full of flesh, the corners of the mouth sharp fine teeth, white and cold.

Luo You held the ancient sword 'Spring Silkworm' in his hand, and it seemed that because of this change, his face had gradually recovered and become more powerful. I couldn't help laughing loudly: "Eat, eat, eat, eat the whole small Buddha Mountain for me." ”

Akago could feel the breath and exclaimed, "It's crazy!"

"The Spring Silkworm Sword has always been so crazy. Xu Qingyun said: "The ancient sword sucks the blood of its master, and the thousands of spring silkworms it cultivates can devour the enemy's strength and flesh, and finally feed it back to the master." ”

The bell on the small Buddha Mountain finally began to mess up, the whole sound wave completely collapsed, and the silkworms in the sky opened their sharp fangs and rushed to the ancient temple overwhelmingly.

"Evil Barrier!"

A magnificent and low voice suddenly sounded, and the entire land seemed to have been still, and the silkworms in the sky had nowhere to hide under this sound, and they were directly annihilated and scattered.

Luo You directly spat out blood, the ancient sword 'Spring Silkworm' sword in his hand was dim, his expression was dark, he gritted his teeth unwillingly, and said: "Damn, who dares to stop my shadow secret guard from handling the case!"

In front of the ancient temple, the old monk was kind and kind-eyed, holding a Zen staff, wearing a robe, looking at the shadow guards under the mountain, and said with a smile: "I am the master of this mountain!"

Luo You's eyelids jumped, and he began to sweat all over, but he still insisted on: "Since you are the master of this mountain, then directly hand over the Chaos Demon Bell, and we can spare you monks." ”

The old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, I have already dismissed the people." ”

"Don't you want to live?" Luo You said angrily.

"An old life, not afraid of life and death. The old monk said.

"I think you're really tired of being alive. Luo You knew that the old monk was powerful, but he still couldn't help but sneer, and said: "Because of the Chaos Demon Clock, do you really want to put you to the realm of 'transcendental' and waste it?"

"If I am not like this, how can I be extraordinary?" the old monk was kind and kind, and his tone of voice was flat and gentle.

"The master has a point!"

The breeze was slow, and a tall white-clothed figure descended in front of the temple of Xiaofoshan, and the whole world was suddenly filled with awe-inspiring sword intent.

Luo You's eyelids jumped, and he seemed relaxed in front of the old monk, but in fact, his life was in the hands of others. Now that King Qinghe has arrived, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

King Qinghe's white clothes are picturesque, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, the corners of his thin lips are slightly pursed, and he said with a smile: "I've seen Master Huiming." ”

"The donor's face is kind, but his breath is full of sword intent, like an old man I have seen. Master Huiming made a salute and said gently.

"Under Xu Zhengping. ”

King Qinghe smiled slightly: "Father Xu Yuanshan." ”