"Hmm... let me think about it."
On this day, Tian Shuang Ling Sword, holding her chin with one hand, was thinking with a frown on her face. Suddenly, she said as if she was waking up from a dream, "You can ask me how powerful I used to be, and how I can fight on my own..."
"Stop...stop...I'm not interested in this. You said you were the previous sword spirit. I don't quite understand that." Ling Chen immediately interrupted her and continued to brag. He quickly changed the subject. If he continued to brag to her, , he didn’t know what he was saying, and it was the first time he heard the previous statement, which was indeed difficult to understand.
"This is easy to explain. Although I am the sword spirit of Tianshuang Spirit Sword, I have been dead for thousands of years. I have forgotten the specific number of thousands of years. It has been so long that I can't even remember it." The sword spirit was a little confused. The vicissitudes of life sighed.
Her eyes were full of helplessness and lamentation, as if she regretted not being able to accomplish many things while she was alive. She looked at her own body, and then turned to Ling Chen.
She said softly, "The Sky Frost Spirit Sword is the first of the seven ancient holy swords. Even if the other six swords join forces, they can't beat me. The first master of Lingtian Sword Sect, who is my master, his strength is even... well... as strong as mine..." You don’t understand what you are saying, you little ant.”
"Little...little ant? I don't have to give up my dignity, but can you give me some face?"
"If I don't call you an ant, I'll give you face!"
"They are all ants! Is there... any difference?"
Ling Chen was speechless for a while, as he was trying to attack him. The ants and the little ants seemed to be ants, but he suddenly remembered something and immediately asked, "I have seen a chapter about sword spirits in ancient books. There should only be one sword spirit in an immortal weapon. Once the original sword spirit dies, the next sword spirit will inevitably be born. Moreover, such a top-level immortal weapon should not be born without a new sword spirit. How can you...how can you survive for such a long time? "
Although this woman said that she was dead, she was not completely dead. Instead, she was suspended in front of him and hurt his self-esteem. She even had the ability to take action, so it didn't look like she was really dead.
"Those ancient books you read are rubbish. I didn't even take a look at them. What do you, a little ant, know? When you reach the point of becoming a god, you will know what true vision is. But... with your little ant's The speed of cultivation... I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years." This woman spoke without any shame and struck directly.
"I…"
"Stop talking! He's coming!"
Just when Ling Chen was about to get angry and retaliate, the Sword Spirit's expression suddenly became solemn, and he gently pushed his body with a palm. When he retreated to the corner, his body was shrouded in a strange golden light, and then the aura figure completely disappeared in place.
"Lingyu! I didn't expect that after looking for you for so many years, you would actually be hiding in the human world!" A pair of eyes opened strangely at the top of the palace, and the absolute power across planes was projected into the human world.
If you want to achieve this step, ordinary immortals, even the Immortal Emperor, cannot do it. This person can project the image into the human world so easily. His strength is probably unimaginable.
Although the human world is a low-level plane and there is not even a single immortal, but due to the restrictions and suppression of the distance between the planes, even the lower realm of immortals will have to pay a huge price.
Ordinary immortals have to pay a price to go to the lower realm, let alone the existence above the immortal. It is even more difficult to get to the lower realm. If you project your own spiritual thoughts down, you will also be suppressed.
But this projection of spiritual thoughts is different in the lower realm. This kind of spiritual thoughts cannot hurt people. The only way to say it is to hurt yourself, that is, Ling Chen just used his eyes to look at the other person's eyes.
The power of this person's eyes has reached an incredible level. If he looks directly at it like this, he will be injured just because of the backlash.
Ling Chen was also shocked. He didn't expect that just by looking up, he suddenly felt his eyes sting, as if being burned by flames. His eyes dried up in an instant. At the same time, he quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes in pain.
Not only that, when he closed his eyes, his eyes suddenly became wet and shed tears. This was the instinctive reaction of his eyes being damaged and dry. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he could not see anything.
"If you don't want to die, don't look up at him, and don't make any noise or movement, otherwise I won't be able to protect you! Your eyes are not blind, they are just being repelled, and they will recover naturally after a while." Sword Spirit whispered at this time give him.
This kind of sound transmission was different from ordinary sound transmission. It actually sounded directly in his mind, and the sound could still echo in both ears. He was relieved to hear that his eyes were fine. If he was blind, then Really wronged.
"You old guy, after so many years, you still don't give up on me. Not long after I woke up, you discovered my existence so quickly. However, you are not qualified to get my body, and I can't possibly think you are Lord, if you have the ability, come down to the lower world and give it a try!" Sword Spirit said at the end, speaking harshly and at the same time as if he was stimulating the other party.
She knew that it was impossible for this person to go down to the lower world. Because of the restrictions of this plane, a strong person with this strength could not go down to the lower world at all. At most, it would only be a projection of his spiritual thoughts.
"Lingyu, you don't need to anger this emperor like this. Since I already know that you are in the lower world, then I will naturally have a way to get you. To wipe out your intelligence and reshape a sword spirit is just a matter of fingers for me. If not Back then, your master fought tooth and nail to protect you, and I had got you a long time ago!" The voice also became deeper, and when he talked about what happened back then, his voice was obviously dull and unwilling.
But this person actually calls himself "this emperor", then what kind of powerful person is he? Ling Chen thought about it and found that he had never heard of the title "this emperor" used to refer to himself.
"shut up!"
The sword spirit sternly scolded, "You old guy has no right to speak against my master. How much did he trust you back then? How many times did he go through life and death? What about you? You sneak attack my master and chase him all the way. It's only because I was not strong enough back then. Otherwise, I would have to fight to the death to let you go." You all pay the price!"
"Hmph! Your master! If he had been willing to hand you over back then, maybe he wouldn't have had to die and could live peacefully as a useless person. He was the one who wanted to die! Such a magic weapon should belong to ambitious people like us. What about him? ? His whole heart is for the common people in the world, and he only wants to save the common people. What kind of savior does he think he is? How stupid!"
"Shut up! Project a spiritual thought and squawk in front of me, get out!" The sword spirit was also irritated. She didn't have such good patience, so she raised her hand and waved it with all her strength.
Her body stirred up a golden ripple that spread throughout the palace, and her eyes dissipated instantly when they touched the ripple.
Although the divine will does not have offensive power, it is not so easy to deal with. If you want to dispel the opponent's divine will, there are also limitations on the strength. The sword spirit actually dispelled the opponent's divine will with a wave of his hand.
She hurriedly ran to Ling Chen and said, "Quick! Pull out the Sky Frost Spirit Sword! I believe you can do it! Back then, my master sealed my body here. He told me that only successors approved by him can pull it out. If you're a little late, it might be too late! They're coming down!"
"who are they?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"
Sword Spirit was no longer calm this time, and became a little anxious. She was not afraid of death. She was afraid that her true body would be obtained by those people. What she was even more afraid of was that Ling Chen would die here. This was the successor recognized by her master, and he definitely could not die here. .
To put it bluntly, even if Ling Chen is not her master's descendant, he still cannot die. After all, he is her master's descendant and has some blood connection.
Ling Chen could tell that this woman was very anxious. Although there was no fear or fear in her expression, at this moment, the Sky Frost Spirit Sword suddenly transmitted a message to him.
"Master, can you let me out?"
"Huh? Who's talking?"
This voice is very familiar. Isn't it the voice of the woman in front of me? Just when he was confused and about to speak, the woman looked at his own body and yelled, "Shut up! Did I ask you to speak? Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death?" Apparently he also heard the message.
"You...don't try to scare me...you imprisoned me for seventeen years just to live for yourself, you old witch."
"What? You...you actually dare to call me an old witch? Are you too brave?" When she heard that her own new sword spirit actually called her an old witch, she couldn't sit still at all, and she was so angry that she couldn't wait to go up. Tear each other apart.
"etc…"
Ling Chen quickly blocked the woman. If he exhaled the sword spirit directly, he would be in big trouble. Didn't he have to pull out the sword? Then doesn't this sword belong to him? If the sword spirit loses its strength, it will be greatly damaged, and it will take a long time to re-condensate the sword spirit.
He hurriedly said, "Beautiful senior, you...you have a lot of impulsiveness. You see, she was only born seventeen years ago. She speaks so arrogantly because she was young. So don't argue with her. Just calm down."
"snort!"
Hearing Ling Chen call her "beautiful senior", her anger subsided a lot. But what Ling Chen never expected was that the woman suddenly grabbed his clothes from the back, lifted them up, and pointed them towards the high platform. As soon as he threw it, he was thrown up.
"Hey...I'm going..."
Ling Chen landed directly on his face. In pain, he quickly stood up and patted the dust on his face, then covered his face and softened it.
"really!"
The woman thought in her heart: The restriction did not prevent him from entering. I hope that after you obtain the master's inheritance and my body, you can avenge the master and maintain your original intention. I believe that since the master recognizes you, you will definitely do it in the future. There will be great achievements!
"Master, pull me out quickly, I want to follow you!"
"..."
Ling Chen felt depressed for a moment. Was he throwing himself into his arms?
Now that the magic weapon is here, if you don't pull it out and take it back to the sect, others may get it. Since this sword is the magic weapon of the first sect leader of Lingtian Sword Sect, it should belong to their sect and cannot be left behind. Waiting here for others to get it.
As he approached the magic weapon step by step, he felt inexplicably nervous, his heart beating faster, and the power of the Yuanling in his body was consciously flowing throughout his body.
Every time he takes a step, a strange ripple will appear on the ground, just like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
boom
Sudden
There was a loud noise from the ground, and the entire palace was shaking violently. Ling Chen's body was shaken back and forth. Just when he wanted to fly, he found that he couldn't fly, and the power in his body was completely imprisoned and could not be mobilized at all.
"Don't worry about anything! Draw your sword!"
The voice of the sword spirit came into his mind again, and then he turned around and disappeared into the ground. It seemed that he went to the place where the noise was heard to solve the trouble. After all, Ling Chen and Mu Ling'er were not the only ones who entered Ling Tian's tomb.
