The surging abyss qi, the moment it was absorbed by the Antarctic swordsman, a powerful illusion qi wave gushed out from his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is like the inky breath of death, like a maggot coiled around the bones of an Antarctic swordsman, like a breeding black skin.

"Kill!" The Antarctic swordsman regained a trace of consciousness, it was just a simple kill, and the two demonic flames in his eyes were even more intense than before.

"Pure Yang, he handed it over to you, I'll cut off the source of the abyss qi!" Xingzhu's tone was a little more solemn, although this Bone Mountain was controlled by him, but just an Antarctic swordsman, an existence that had fallen for many years, and the instant recovery was to break this quiet.

"Leave such a tricky character to me, you can look at me!" said a thin-faced old man beside Xing Nakshatra slowly, his deep eyes surging with hot battle intent, and he seemed to be very satisfied with Xing Nakshatra's arrangement.

Shu Mu got up, looked at the broken mottled sword in his hand, endured the pain from the hundreds of limbs, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the two figures not far away in a daze.

"Your kid's life is really big, if it weren't for the bat master who woke up in advance, you would be a corpse now!" When the familiar words were remembered again, Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Bat, I seem to have lost my memory, I don't know why I am here, and when I try to remember, that kind of headache will follow. The bat master didn't answer, and his two wings pulled at the spring that existed in the Su Mu Dantian.

"Your dantian has been injured, thanks to the fountain of vitality, it can be preserved, the kid will comprehend the method of Kunpeng as soon as possible, control the immortal golden page, and urge the emergence of the immortal divine pattern, so that the bat master and the fountain of vitality can be separated from your dantian, and it will be of great benefit to you!"

This unique space has a certain protective effect on both the Bat Master and the Fountain of Life, and he is as cautious as the Bat Master, but he is also cautious, for fear of exposing himself.

Bat Ye stared at the dim tiger-shaped pendant on Su Mu's chest, as if confirming a certain guess in his heart, he grinned, and the primordial spirit was mixed with that fountain of vitality. Towards the chest.

However, the thin barrier in the dantian seemed to hinder the bat master's pace, he stared at the barrier in the sumu dantian, stopped moving, and plunged into the fountain of vitality.

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At the same time, the huge mutation of the Burial Bone Mountain followed the action of Xingzhu and Liu Chunyang. It took about half an hour to settle down, and the bones of the Antarctic swordsman who had fallen for several years. As the Qi of the Abyss of Death was completely cut off by the stars and turned into a cloud of powder, only the slaughtering knife that had accompanied him for countless years of battle remained, telling the peak and glory of this Sword Emperor of the Southern Zhao Kingdom.

"What about this slaughtering knife of the stars?"

"Take it out, how can the Antarctic swordsman say that he is also a generation of heroes, how can his knife be mortal, but the killing intent of this knife is too strong, even I dare not guarantee that I will not be lost. Xing Su looked at the slaughtering knife that was stuck straight into the ground, and said with a solemn expression, the killing intent released from the knife was terrifying even to him.

"What about this young man?" Liu Chunyang said as he stared at Shu Mu who was slowly standing up, he could feel that Shu Mu was deeply injured, but he still didn't have half a weak breath, which made him a little surprised.

"Sent to the imperial capital, I think it is more suitable for him than Fanjing Mountain!" Xing Su said thoughtfully. But there were different emotions rippling in my heart.

He remembered a person, that person was his nightmare, and this teenager in front of him. But it was strikingly similar to that person, and coupled with the entrustment of the Pure Ancestor before, it reminded him of something.

"Sent into the imperial capital, you are crazy, it is the territory of the Nine Heavens, our disciples of Fanjing Mountain have always been trained in the western part of the Moon Worship Empire, but you were sent to the imperial capital, don't you know the relationship between us and the Nine Heavens?

"It's okay!" Xingzhu waved his hand, and the next moment he moved, tearing this space with his bare hands, and returned to Fanjing Mountain with the seriously injured Su Mu, for Liu Chunyang's incomprehension, he didn't make any explanation, hurriedly healed Su Mu, and took advantage of the night to send Su Mu to the top of Lingshan.

"Qingyuan will send him to the imperial capital within three days!" Before Qingyuan could react, the stars had already disappeared.

"Alas~ What is this called, Murong Bingxue's family refused to hand over Murong Bingxue, and Murong Bingxin was two sisters. Now that you don't hesitate to deal with Fanjing Mountain, a small Liuyu can actually influence the high-level leaders of Fanjing Mountain, Xingsu, do you really use the Fanjing Mountain Law Enforcement Team as your Liu family's law enforcement token!" Qingyuan didn't care about Su Mu's presence at all, and said to himself, his expression was full of dissatisfaction with Xingsu.

"Boy, let's talk about you, the second has entered the palace, but!" Qingyuan took a sip of the turbid wine unique to the top of Lingshan Mountain. Asked with a bit of drunkenness.

It was only at this time that Su Mu regained his consciousness, and he had no memory of how he escaped from such an evil place as the Bone Mountain, and he had been in a state of confusion during this time.

"The method of dreams, you are really a good means for the stars!" Seeing Su Mu's expression ease little by little, Qing Yuan realized that Su Mu was unusual.

"Huh, what's wrong with me?" At a loss, a momentary sense of trance disturbed his heart, he felt the strength of his limbs, and his surprised colleagues were fluctuating with a burst of loss.

The mottled sword was broken, which made Su Mu a little embarrassed, the gift given to him by Li Hankong was broken like this, he looked at the broken sword body, his face was much gloomy, during this time, the mottled sword accompanied him through too many steeps, but now it is broken.

"This sword should still be possible to be reforged, looking at the sword body is not ordinary, it should have entered the category of second-class spiritual weapons, it doesn't matter anyway, these **** will send you to the imperial capital, and when the time comes, you go to find a spiritual weapon repair union, and this sword should be restored." Qingyuan stared at the simple sword body, which was covered with rust, giving him a sense of ancient times.

He didn't think much about pouring himself a drink, and then fell asleep with a little drunkenness leaning on the stone next to the dragon platform.

In the twilight of spring, the weather was still a little cold, and Su Mu looked at the sleeping Qingyuan, the stubble on the old face still floated, and the side face like a knife cut was a little similar to his father who had not seen him for a long time. It's just a little less perseverance, vicissitudes.

The night sky full of stars, Su Mu had a lot of thoughts, he had gone all the way from Qingshi Town, he had experienced too much life and death, he was a little lucky, and finally stepped into the threshold of a cultivator, fulfilling the long-cherished wish in his heart for many years.

He touched the ancient tiger-shaped pendant on his chest and looked up at the void, except for the stars. He seemed to see the lifeline that he had been floating on.

"Father, Mother, where are you?" the young man's resolute eyes flashed with a hint of anticipation, looking at the vast starry sky, two crystal tears slipped down his cheeks.

Tears dripped down his cheeks on the tiger-shaped pendant, the tiger-shaped pendant that had not moved for a long time, emitted a faint light, at this moment Su Mu seemed to feel, as if his mother's gentle palm stroked his forehead, that feeling made Su Mu get an unprecedented sense of security.

At this time, the starry sky and the cold night were intertwined into a splendid painting, and Su Mu fell asleep, and in his dream he saw his mother, who had never been seen since birth, just the outline of a beautiful shadow, which was enough for Su Mu.

On the shallow grass, he snuggled into his mother's arms, and the soft white light filled the air, as if everything was frozen in this moment.

Suddenly, a terrible voice suddenly sounded, and this wonderful moment was shattered, his father was covered in blood and protected his mother behind him, and the sword in his hand was covered with gaps of different sizes, but he never took half a step back, staring at the crowd of black and oppressive people.