The battle has come to an end temporarily, and all the strong enemies who entered the challenge have been defeated, and only Su Jing has the strength to do so!

It's been a long time since I've been alone.

Su Jing slowly exhaled a long breath, and his mind turned to the Great Temple of the Evil God to converge, and the Seventeen Arhats, Wind and Fire Clones and others returned, and the evil qi on the Undisturbing State was swept away, and it turned back into a blessed land of Lingzhou, but the banner of the mountain was still fluttering.

Eye-catching flags.

The battle was over, but there was one more thing Su Jing remembered clearly, and his eyes turned to look at the survivors of the people from the West Heaven: "Give me the mirror." ”

Mother Buddha is still alive. In the second half of the previous battle, all kinds of great mana and great magic powers appeared one after another, and there was no room for her to make a move, but because of her 'smallness', she did not attract attention but saved her life. Standing in place at this moment, the golden body of the Buddha of Compassion has long since dispersed, and she has turned back into an old woman like dead wood, her eyes are scattered and her expression is wooden, but she is still alive but not too angry.

Honghua Venerable was enlightened in the battle and died tragically, Changming Dashi apologized for his death but was captured by the Buddha himself and put into purgatory, the Buddha killed the saint Ming Ming had the upper hand and was cut in two pieces by a sword, and the series of changes hit the Buddha mother too greatly, and her heart was in chaos, and even she didn't know what she was thinking when she fell to the ground.

It wasn't until Su Jing spoke to her that the Buddha Mother sobered up a little, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes... But soon it dispersed again, and now the old woman took out the treasure mirror she suppressed before, raised her hand and still looked at Su Jing, and then turned around and left.

But before she left, Su Jing's voice came from behind her: "Do you know who the owner of this mirror is?"

The old woman turned her head again: "Isn't that you?" ”

This misunderstanding is normal, Su Jing smiled and shook his head: "The mirror master is a real immortal." You forcibly took on the Immortal Treasure Mirror, you can know how much trouble you have caused. If the mirror is brought back to the western heaven by you, it will provoke the wrath of the immortals, and turn your palm over your hand will make your home Elysium turn into a cloud of smoke!"

Pingbai flew a mirror, helping the Disturbing Prefecture Treasure Protection Array, blocking the onslaught of the Seventeen Ink-colored Long Pavilion, Su Jing didn't know who the owner of the mirror was, but no matter who it was, the immortal family was the enemy of the ink, and he was willing to brag about the little uncle for his old man.

The treasure mirror is in hand. A yang fire swept through and broke the suppression spell set by the Buddha's mother. The mirror sparkled, and the spells inside floated on their own.

Su Jing bowed to the mirror: "The virtue of helping hands today will be repaid in the future, thank you." ”

The treasure mirror shook slightly. Diagonal Fly...... Jumped back into Su Jing's hand.

I didn't leave.

Su Jing was a little stunned. The immortals watching the battle in the distance were also stunned. The immortals are all the same as the Buddha's mother. Preconceived thought that the mirror and the tattered sac were Su Jing's means of self-preservation, and then heard him say that the mirror had another owner, and then listened to him blow out the big cowhide for that person, and the gods chattered and cast spells and saluted, and finally the mirror flew into his hand again...... This is...... Do you brag about yourself?

Blink. Su Jing waved his hand to lift the mirror on a high place, tried again, the mirror flew up and spun around, and fell back into Su Jing's hand.

Seeing this, everyone in the cave was shocked and laughed, and Hei Feng laughed and said, "This mirror is not leaving? Qiu Ping'an gave Su Jing an idea: "You will run away after throwing it, I don't believe it can catch up with you." ”

Su Jing didn't have to pay attention to it, temporarily put the mirror into the cave, and invited Shangshangli, Lie Xiaoer and others to look at it, hoping that this time he could find out the whereabouts of the mirror owner by taking a closer look in his hand, but it was still fruitless, and no one knew where the mirror owner was sacred.

The mirror refuses to go, this thing is simply too easy to do, put it away.

The Great Sage of the Sea changed the subject: "Have you accepted that sword?" and then stretched out his finger and pointed at Su Qing and Tu Wan: "What's the matter with the two of them, why are they weak like this." "Su Qing and Tu Wan, one is reincarnated as a true spirit from the top of the mountain, a peerless sword soul reinvents the destiny of heaven, and the sword robber and the two boys have great skills, but they are weak and abnormal after returning this time, if you don't look at Lingyun only in terms of strength, they are not much stronger than mortal dolls.

Su Jing smiled when he heard this: "The two of them have just experienced a big danger, so it's strange if they are not weak." ”

The long sword pointed to by the Great Sanctum of the Eclipse Sea, and Su Jing finally cast the eleventh sword that killed the 'Buddha' in one fell swoop.

This sword was not formed by Su Jing's own sacrifice, it was the sword he obtained from Lishan when he was in the mortal world, and it once bewitched Shen Tu Lingling-Tu Wan's mortal enemy, the blade of true color.

The ink-colored long sword that was used as a holy weapon by Shi Xiaoxiao, Mirror Flower Monk and other ink spirit immortals who invaded Middle-earth. When Su Jing was planting mountains in Moye's dead land, Tu Wan began to collect the ink-colored long sword.

......

Tu Wan Divine Sword, collecting three thousand bright moons, the blind monk's head cover is a furnace, one of the dragon and phoenix double swords of the master of the Jiangshan Sword Domain, one of his own eyeballs, and the two tails and eyebrow bones of the innocent god are all thrown into the refining furnace...... Later, the body of the Excalibur shattered, and only the sword soul remained.

The sword soul can be preserved, and logically speaking, Tu Wan Shenjian will be able to practice again, and sooner or later there will be a day when the sword body will be re-formed and the divine power of the year will be revealed, but this time is long, 8,000 years, 80,000 years or 800,000 years, no one can say for sure.

As early as the time of Moyer, the sword soul Tu Wan had already found another way to reshape the sword body for himself: he had fought against the ink giant spirit for hundreds of years, so he had an abnormal understanding of the ink law, so with this 'understanding' Tu Wan wanted to enter the ink remnant sword and take his body.

Besides, the ink-colored long sword is not as magical as Tu Wan, but it is also a first-class treasure and strange weapon, if it were not so, it would not be qualified to die with Tu Wan. The ink-colored long sword's own sword soul was completely dispersed, but the sword body retained a vast power, if Tu Wan could take this sword, his cultivation power could skyrocket. When the time comes, it will be much easier to rebuild Tu Wan's true book based on the ink sword.

Tu Wan's idea is very risky, this thing is like a ghast possessing a murderous corpse, if you are not careful, you can't say that you can't succeed in taking your body, even your own life is difficult to protect. But he had made up his mind, Su Jing did not stop him, and Yang Saburo also entered the ink-colored remnant sword, helping Tu Wan to seize the strange sword at the same time, to practice her own 'Controlling Ink Tianwu'.

At the beginning, it was still smooth, Tu Wan and Yang Saburo worked together to cultivate the ink-colored remnant sword, and their cultivation once rose by leaps and bounds. When Su Jing first entered the Immortal Heaven, he entered the Baili Sun and fought with the 'Red Shiri Ape Killing a Thousand Swords' for the first time, and Su Jing himself only survived the Nine Hammers of the Demon Ape. Tu Wanyang Saburo teamed up but resisted the seventeen blows of the demon ape, and their strength was evident at that time.

But in the end, something still happened, more than 200 years ago, when Su Jing subdued Xinghuo Fudo Lao Zun and found a 'turtle state' for the Great Sage of the Eclipse Sea and others, Tu Wan had a big trouble in the refining of the ink-colored long sword.

Su Jing said little by little, Lie Xiaoer rolled his eyes to help calculate the time, if he understood, but the little second brother pays attention to the rules and will not interrupt Master Su's words indiscriminately.

Su Jing continued: "Almost four more than a few years ago, Tu Wan did the heavy technique of 'opening the true life' for the ink sword. ”

The ink sword is dead, and Tu Wan wants to really master this sword. It must be based on its own true life aura. But the transformation of dead things into life is regarded as a reversal of the destiny of heaven. It is to receive the calamity of heaven.

This catastrophe is not a sword to fight the slaughter. After all, it was Tu Wan who wanted to bend over and use spells to change the life of the ink sword.

And the ink sword is also the top treasure, it, like all good treasures, will have a natal aura from the moment it is born. Forever dormant in the essence of the Root. Even if the sword is dead. This aura will not dissipate, but will only sleep forever. But Tu Wan wants to give it another life, and the original natal spirit will resist desperately. It will erupt at the same time as the Heavenly Tribulation, attacking the person who wants to take the sword.

The counterattack against the heavenly tribulation and the natal aura of the ink sword, Tu Wan had already expected it, and Xiaowa was also fully prepared...... He was prepared for what he thought was perfect, and it was not until the time of the Fa practice that Tu Wan realized that he couldn't pass the test on his own.

Domestic and foreign difficulties are imminent, and it is difficult to save one's life.

Su Jing didn't know much about Tu Wan's refining method of 'plotting to seize the ink sword', and he didn't notice it until something happened and hurriedly rescued him.

Rescuing Tu Wan, helping him cross the catastrophe and breaking the enemy, and then subduing the ink sword, Su Jing also did a series of spells, among which countless troubles Su Jing did not elaborate: "It's good to just say that there are two keys, Tu Wan's danger comes from two things: first, the battle for the heavenly calamity and the sword calamity." Originally, I couldn't help much, but he was in my body, and my body was Tu Wan Qiankun, and the calamity came from outside the sky, even if it had to be robbed from outside, so that I could use the catastrophe to turn the catastrophe into a catastrophe. I have a tribulation vein, and the power of the tribulation vein can help Tu Wan to resist some heavenly calamity forces. ”

There are two spiritual veins in Su Jing's body, one vertical and one horizontal, of which the robbery vein was cast by Su Qing for him, and there is nothing to say about the urgency of the matter, so he urgently summoned Su Qing to escape into the ink sword, robbed the baby and went to the place where the sword baby was robbed, and followed Su Qing to connect Su Jing's robbery vein with his own robbery true power, and the two forces merged and knotted the 'Imperial Tribulation Bridge' together, guarding Tu Wan's side to share the great power of the heavenly calamity.

"On the other hand, Tu Wan gave Mo Jian a life, and he wanted to fight with the power of the 'old life' in the sword, which was a battle between the sword life and the sword life, and if I wanted to help, I could only use my own sword life. ”

The audience in the cave is all immortals, and they have a deep understanding of the calamity and fate, although Su Jing said it calmly, but everyone can think of his mood of 'hot pot ants' when the accident happened, Qiu Ping'an smiled: "Sword life? ”

Su Jing smiled: "No, I'm busy!"

Su Jing said that he had a 'sword life', where was his sword life...... Fire, wind, and sword, the triple clone of natal true cultivation, his sword life is his sword clone. The sword body also entered the ink sword, and with his own natal sword intent, he helped Tu Wan resist the ink sword's counterattack.

It was the Invisible World War. However, the 'invisible' did not affect the fierce battle, and Su Jing's sword body never came out after entering the ink sword, and in terms of 'life' alone, the sword body was killed in battle.

After subduing the old man who did not move the spark, another stack of big aunts came to Su Jing's side and accompanied him to do a hundred years of trials, but Su Jing was 'seriously ill', and he couldn't practice with the big aunt for the first sixty years, and he was cured after a whole recuperation: it was a disease, and it was a serious injury, and the doppelganger lost one, and the deity would be severely injured;

After subduing the Xinghuo Immovable Lao Zun, Su Jing's cave sky quickly became barren, not only did the black stone cave become a desert, but the Great Sage Jue also changed from a treasure land with abundant spiritual energy to a desolate Gobi: because Tu Wan was in charge of the Great Sage Jue and Su Qing was in charge of leaving the top of the mountain, the two dolls and the heavenly tribulation were fighting to the death, and the vast aura of the two caves went to help the two babies resist the calamity.

When Su Jing was talking to his companions in the cave, the little black snake with his mouth open and curling a pen met the ethereal fairy.

Receiving the congratulatory gifts, the immortals were not very happy, but they were not too disgusted, after all, it was just a whim of Su Jing, and he didn't say that he really forced them to hand over the valuable treasures, a talisman, a pill, and it was enough to give a heart.

Most of the immortals have paid for it, since it won't hurt their muscles and bones, why bother with that demon cub. The ethereal fairy originally prepared a small white jade sword, the texture was not bad, but the sacrifice and refining skills were a lot worse, anyway, it could barely be said, but when the little black snake hadn't come over, the gold-clothed man next to her who liked to tickle with his mouth smiled: "I hit it off with the fairy at first sight, and I have a treat for this gift from the mountain." As he spoke, he handed over a small stick three feet long.

The aura on the stick is ordinary, and there is no mystery to be seen, but the power contained in it is okay, in the eyes of the ethereal fairy, this three-foot magic stick is slightly stronger than his jade sword.

Someone is willing to entertain, the fairy is a thrifty housekeeper, happy to accept his kindness, nodded a few words of thanks and took the stick, not long after the sixteenth master came to the front, the ethereal fairy as a gift to the forward.

'Sudden', sixteen screamed, probably 'thank you', the stick swallowed into his belly, the tail pen wrote the word 'little stick', and said 'Sudden' to the fairy.

This time I asked the name and surname of the fairy, and the ethereal fairy responded: "The little fairy is ethereal, and he is stationed in the altar." ”

But sixteen is sad to death, I can't write the word ethereal, and I haven't heard of the word Fanfu at all. After hesitating, I didn't mention the fairy altar or anything, and the floating word drew a circle instead, and I wanted to draw a circle again, and the circle fairy really couldn't say it, and I thought of a phonetic word, and that's it.

On the list of congratulatory gifts, the sixteenth old man waved his pen and wrote: Little Stick...... Circle meow fairy.

That's it, next-

I'm sorry, but I'm only one shift today, and I'm not well yet, and I'm groggy and struggling to write. (To be continued......)