Lin Quan has been very unlucky recently, as a disciple of the lowest level of Qi cultivation in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he was fighting fiercely with a fierce beast in the mountain range more than ten days ago, and was suddenly caught in the Sword Valley by a big hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a powerful senior brother here, and he flew the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range with his sword, and gathered all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who were still in the mountain range to slaughter a powerful spirit beast.

This spirit beast is very powerful, it can speak people's words, it can practice human exercises, and its combat power is quite terrifying, even a senior brother can't deal with it alone, and it needs to summon the senior brothers of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to suppress this spirit beast in the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array.

Originally, Lin Quan thought that as long as the spirit beast was trapped in the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, he would be able to subdue it, but he didn't expect that this spirit beast was not as simple as he thought.

It actually summoned some spirit beasts from the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range to surround these disciples who formed the sword array, although which senior brother killed all the summoned spirit beasts very strongly, but Lin Quan's personal magic sword was bitten off by a spirit beast.

The magic sword was bitten off, which made Lin Quan heartbroken, you must know that this sword is a weapon that he has been with it since he was conscious, he has regarded the magic sword as his second life, and expects the magic sword to open his life under the use of the sword technique, but it backfired.

As an inspirational cultivator who aspires to become a supreme sword cultivator, it is undoubtedly a very painful thing for the magic sword to break before it has been cultivated into a hazy consciousness, especially when such a thing happens at such a young age, it is really too hard.

Without his beloved magic sword, he would no longer be a sword cultivator of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with the power to fight, and naturally he was safely sent out of the land of besieging spirit beasts by his fellow disciples.

After ending the battle with the spirit beast, he could only silently bury the magic sword in this sword valley according to the rules of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

However, just as he buried his magic sword, he found that he was being targeted by three people who were obviously not from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

These three people, two men and one woman, have a ghost on their faces, and their breath is powerful, which is far from what he can deal with at the first level of qi training, and his spiritual power directly confuses and reveals many secrets.

"How can you let me go" Lin Quan looked at the three of them pitifully, he just wanted to survive, he didn't want to die, after all, he was less than ten years old, and he still had a great chance to become a powerful sword cultivator again.

"Don't worry, the young lady hasn't figured out what to do with you yet," Song Qian looked at him and said.

"Senior sister, do you want to turn him into a little zombie, how about it" Chen Zhen said intimidatingly, glancing at Lin Quan, which frightened Lin Quan.

Turning into a zombie means dying completely?

"Senior sister, it's better to let him go, just erase his memory" Wang Li looked at Lin Quandao and said a pertinent idea, such a child has no grievances with them, and there is no reason to kill him.

Because of the hostile relationship between the two sects, he killed the little boy, which was not convincing.

"That's it, just let his memory disappear" Song Qian's eyes lit up, and she said directly, thinking that this idea was good.

The three of them left the place directly, leaving only Lin Quan, who fell to the ground, and soon when he was woken up, the sky was dark, and a dark figure stood in front of him.

It was a young man with a somewhat pale face, and he was smiling at him with an evil aura permeating him.

"Hey, little ghost of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, did you see three people passing through here just now," the young man said, with a special smile on his face.

"No," Lin Quan shook his head.

"No, it's in this direction, did it fly away from the sky" The young man looked at the red rope in his hand, looked at the direction, and a pitch-black flying sword appeared out of thin air under his feet and jumped directly into the pitch-black sky.

"Qi Cultivation Four-Layer Imperial Sword Flight" Lin Quan looked at the departing figure, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't believe it.