Chapter 137: It must be true

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1958Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
The remaining seal rippled slightly, and the demonic power was swept away, unable to touch it at all. Luo Xie has been practicing for thousands of years, and has extraordinary magical powers. After a little discernment, he realized that the remaining seal existed in the future, and it was not possible to reach the present world. No wonder Zong Saitou worked so hard to find this place. He only took the opportunity to understand the way of swordsmanship and did not take advantage of the situation to collect the treasure. The reason was that he couldn't do it without doing anything.

What Zong Saito can't do doesn't necessarily mean he can't do anything about it. Luo Lai's heart beats loudly in his chest, like a drum, and the blood in his body boils, and the body of wood and stone appears, an immortal corpse with severed head and two heads. The breasts are the eyes, the navel is the mouth, and the bones are danced together. After a long time of brewing, the eyes suddenly shoot out two white lights, fixing the residual seal, and the demonic power fills the surroundings, covering the sky and the earth, pulling it back to reality from the future little by little.

Can Xi seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly cut off the star power, the stars quickly retreated, the clouds rolled in thousands of miles, the sky was furious, a tribulation thunder struck down like a giant dragon, Luo Xie raised his left arm, and the Xingtian giant shield was suddenly submerged in the thunder light, He was concentrating on the white light in his eyes and had no time to look around, for fear that if he slacked off at all, Can Xi would escape and never be found again.

The demon emperor Luo Xie no longer suppressed his cultivation, causing the tribulation thunder to hit his head. Ancestor Tianhu and Yin Guihe changed their colors in shock, and both retreated. Wan Ren was shocked by the thunder, woke up from his daze, and hurriedly turned into a flash of sword light. , shot out diagonally. What he saw in front of him was unexpected. His mind went blank. He couldn't remember what happened just now. Wan Ren felt a little frightened in his heart. Then he thought about it. He had fulfilled his promise if the treasure appeared in the world. If he didn't leave now, how long would he wait? As soon as the intention to leave occurred, Yin Guihe noticed it, and looked at the sword spirit with a pair of triangular eyes, his eyes as cold as two poisonous snakes.

The broken seal floats in mid-air, still broken. Under the pull of two white lights, it changes from virtual to real, getting closer to the real world. Demon Emperor Luo Xie's feet were fluttering, his face was red, and his ears were red. A small broken seal carried countless futures. Even though he relied on his magical power, he felt even more strenuous at this moment. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. The god chose the master. He was not destined to be the one who was destined to be the master. He spent all his efforts to clear the way for the right master...

As soon as he thought about it, the red clouds swayed in the middle, and the thunder of disaster poured down, hitting the giant shield of Xingtian. Luo Xie's body trembled slightly, the white light relaxed slightly, and the remaining seal was blurred, disappearing into the future again. Seeing the opportunity, Wan Ren couldn't miss it. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly turned into a sword light and escaped through the air. He flew hundreds of miles away. Suddenly he was hit by a blow on the head and chopped off by a bloody light. He fell down in the desert and gnawed. Mouth full of sand.

Wan Ren jumped up and looked up. He saw the opponent holding the "Gui Soul Sword" and full of blood. Under the intimidation, his heart trembled for no reason. He was in a dilemma for some reason and did not dare to fight or escape. He remembered that Demon King Luo had a big enemy chasing him into the desert, and he had to use all his methods to get rid of him. Luo Xie's methods were so good, he was so afraid, how could he be an ordinary person! Wan Ren subconsciously put away his arrogance, raised his hands and said without embarrassment: "May I ask your Excellency... but your surname is Wei?"

Wei Shiqi glanced at him and knew the origin of his roots. He smiled and said: "Are you the Ten Thousand Ren Sword Spirit left by Zong Qiteng? The Buzhou Mountain Overturning Sea Sect suffered such a catastrophe. You betrayed the old master and it is hard to leave him." blame!"

Wan Ren's face was worried, and when he was about to say a few words, bright clouds opened in the distance, and the thunder was deafening. Wei Shiqi was too lazy to talk to him, and ordered Ding Ning and Zhu Nili to watch him. His body turned into blood, and suddenly he Pass away. Wan Ren suddenly felt relaxed and relieved. He rolled his eyes and realized that there were two men and women blocking the way. They both looked at him. The man was Zhu Nili under the command of Luo Yaohuang, and the woman was slim and holding a hand. The handle is a "Lotus Sword", and the Qi mechanism is completely different from that of the sword.

He snorted coldly and raised his body. As soon as the sword light swayed, Ding Ning raised the "Pe He Sword" and slashed it down. The "Qingling Qi" was like a lingering breeze, tightly entangling his hands and feet. . Wan Ren used his magical power, and invisible sword energy shot out quickly. As soon as it touched the "Qingling Qi", it stagnated in the air, like crystal clear willow leaves. Zhu Nili took the opportunity to activate the "Eighteen Mud Plow Sutra", and a mirage fell from the sky, trapping ten thousand people in the mud plow and unable to escape.

The "Ten Thousand Ren Sword" cuts through the emptiness as if it were real, and the mirage of the mud plow cannot trap the sword spirit. The "qing spirit energy" is like a gangrene attached to the bone. If the sword energy cannot be extended, how can it open a way out! Wan Ren was trapped in a tough fight and his hands were tied. On the contrary, Ding Ning took advantage of his free time and used the opponent as a whetstone. He cut and polished each other like a sword. He gradually became familiar with the "Lotus Sword" and became more and more confident in his performance.

The more Wan Ren struggled, the more chilled he felt, so Zhu Nili could do nothing. The beauty of the beautiful woman was bottomless and beyond his reach. Suddenly, the old master's warning came to mind. The sword spirit recognized the master as indispensable to complete itself. In one ring, only when the flying sword is held in the hands of a sword cultivator can it explode with brilliance a thousand times. He never recognized this. He firmly believed that the sword spirit was its own master. However, the reality was extremely cruel. When he acted independently and was controlled by others, he seemed to be holding a breath in his chest and could never release it.

"Qing Ling Qi" gathered from all directions, and a slender jade hand reached over and gently held the sword hilt. Wan Ren's whole body was shocked, and his spirituality receded like a tide, leaving behind a cold and hard "Wan Ren Sword". Buzzing, gradually getting lower.

Guided by the calamity thunder, the bloody light swept across the sky and stopped suddenly. Wei Shiqi turned a blind eye to the demon emperor Luo Xie, and his eyes fell on the broken seal in the void. The "Scroll of Creation" flew out of his sleeve, and a gap opened in the cave sky. Li Yihe He surged out of his body, his starry eyes were blurred, the energy in his body was overwhelming, the three flowers gathered at the top, the five qi were heading towards the Yuan, and three Yuanshen floated out of the body in succession, only one step away from breaking through.

Li Yihe glanced back at Wei Shiqi, his lips moved slightly, he had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't say a word. The tribulation thunder suddenly stopped, the red clouds swept away, and the stars in the sky were extremely low. The star power merged into a long river, winding and circling, pouring into Li Yihe's body with the force of hundreds of rivers returning to the sea. There was a look of pain on her face, and she stretched out her hand. Pressing her lower abdomen, the next moment, a seal jumped out from between her fingers, slowly rising, hanging in front of her eyebrows.

Luo Xie was shocked. The two seals, one empty and one real, merged with each other, connecting the future and the present world. He felt as if he was hit hard in the chest. He couldn't help but groan. The white light collapsed, and he took three steps back in a row. , the void where he landed was shattered, and countless cracks swirled around.

Wei Shiqi let out a long sigh and exclaimed: "Luo Demon Emperor, this object is called the 'Miluo Town Divine Seal'. It is the treasure of the Three Realms Town. I have been looking for it for many years, but I didn't expect to find it here..."

The moment he saw the broken seal, Li Yihe woke up from his deep sleep, and Wei Shiqi also understood the cause and effect. It turned out that the shadow of the future of the "Miluo Town Divine Seal" escaped, fearing that the seal of the present world and the traces of the past would lead to capture, and the seal would be captured. The spirit was separated from the seal body and hid in two lower realms respectively, breaking the bond in the underworld. Wei Shiqi took back the seal body by chance and used Li Yihe as a cauldron to perform sacrifices day and night. However, he was still unable to awaken the treasure. The reason was that he had not yet awakened the treasure. After all, we are missing the last step to get the Yinling.

It wasn't until this moment that the Spirit Seal and Spirit Seal of Miluo Town met again.

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