We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

The three of them clenched the swords in their hands in unison.

Zheng——

The sword of longevity began to tremble again. Wen Xiangyi was puzzled and simply stopped holding it down.

The Eternal Life Sword suddenly flew up, and the rusty blade actually reflected the cold sword light in the dim environment. In an instant, the resentful souls who were watching eagerly calmed down a lot, as if they were caught by the sword. The murderous aura shocked him.

The three of them looked at the Eternal Life Sword flying in mid-air and glanced at each other subconsciously, all a little surprised.

After the resentful soul was put to rest, the air became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop. The Eternal Life Sword circled in the air, and then flew back to Wen Xiangyi's hand, and it became quiet.

Wen Xiangyi touched the hilt of the sword and marveled: "Previously, you were a leader in the Wanjian Sect of Chongyun Sect, but now you are still a tyrant here."

The Eternal Life Sword trembled several times, and I don't know whether it was in response or in rebuttal.

Wen Xiangyi thought about how the Changsheng Sword directly cut the heroine's natal sword into two pieces, and a thought suddenly came to her mind. What would happen if it were to attack the male protagonist's natal sword, the Immortal Killer?

"Who is coming?"

The thick and cold voice came through thousands of broken swords, and the three of them instantly became alert.

The air in front of him twisted, causing the broken sword in the soil to tremble continuously. The faint will-o'-wisps flew out from the ground and slowly condensed into a tall figure.

The man looked to be no more than 30 years old. He was dressed in black and had cold eyebrows and a sinister nose. He stood a few steps away from the three of them with his hands behind his hands. Half of his face was shadowed and there was no trace of life in it. The human breath is like a statue of a god sitting in a ruined temple.

The three of them looked at each other, and Wen Xiangyi transmitted a secret voice: "This should be Qian Yuanzi."

"Do you know me?" The man's cold eyes narrowed slightly, looking at me a little, but there was no hint of happiness or anger.

Wen Xiangyi was startled. Sure enough, the boss was the boss. Even a remnant of his soul could hear them transmitting the secret message.

"I have met senior Qian Yuanzi."

Jiang Shaobai took a step forward and performed a sword-holding ceremony without being humble or condescending, and then went straight to the point: "Of course I came to the Sword Tomb to find the Immortal-Slaying Sword."

Qian Yuanzi's eyes naturally fell on Jiang Shaobai, his brows suddenly raised, and then immediately relaxed, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Not frightened, but shocked.

Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan looked at each other, blinked at each other, and lowered their heads to hide the smile in their eyes.

Isn’t the plot coming soon?

Qian Yuanzi's expression was definitely due to Jiang Shaobai's talent.

If he were a modern person, he would definitely say: Damn it! This young man is so pure that God will reward him with food!

"What's your name?"

Jiang Shaobai said calmly: "Junior Jiang Shaobai."

Qian Yuanzi walked over, stared at him for a long time and said: "I see that you have excellent bones and a very rare pure Yang body, which is very good. Are you willing to accept the inheritance and become my disciple?"

After saying that, he added with a little regret: "It's a pity that it is the thunder spirit root. It would be best if it is the fire spirit root."

Jiang Shaobai's eyes showed a thoughtful look. He possesses Thunder Flame Karma Fire and Heaven and Earth Qiankun Jue, which is not something that can be appreciated by any inheritance.

What's more, if the spiritual roots are not consistent, the inherited skills will not have much effect after they come, and will actually affect the progress of cultivation. Qian Yuanzi noticed Jiang Shaobai's expression, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "What? You don't want to?"

He had a formidable aura around him. He raised his hand slightly as he spoke, and an invisible pressure rushed towards Jiang Shaobai.

Although he is only a remnant soul, he has reached the stage of transcending tribulation during his lifetime, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

In an instant, Jiang Shaobai felt a heavy pressure, as if there was a huge mountain pressing on his spine, forcing him to lower his head and bend his knees.

Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan were also affected, with thin cold sweat oozing from their heads, their legs feeling like lead, and their bodies shaky.

The two of them supported each other, and used their swords to support each other on the ground at the critical moment, so that they could barely prevent themselves from falling to their knees.

Wen Xiangyi lowered his eyes, clenched his teeth tightly, and a coldness gradually filled his eyes.

She understood that these high-level men like to show off, but before Jiang Shaobai could answer, this man made a show of force, which was really annoying.

If I remember correctly, Ye Yunsheng has the fire element Tianling Root, so it seems that this opportunity is really tailor-made for him.

The more Wen Xiangyi thought about it, the more disgusted she felt. If it weren't for the fact that she might not be able to fight him now, she wouldn't care about the plot and would just strike him with a sword! The most annoying and pretentious person!

Ling Lan's thoughts were the same as Wen Xiangyi's. Why should he pretend to be a remnant of his soul? Qian Yuanzi didn't want to recruit disciples, and he didn't want to pass on the inheritance. He was obviously forcing others to accept his things, and even meant to give them a bit of charity.

Jiang Shaobai raised his eyes and looked at Qian Yuanzi, with a calm expression and a voice as cold as ice: "I don't want to."

If it were Jiang Shaobai in the original work, he would definitely accept it happily. After all, the other party is a powerful person in the tribulation period. Accepting his inheritance is equivalent to gaining a great opportunity.

But Jiang Shaobai came from Kuanglan Continent, so what about the period of transcending the tribulation? Before he reached his peak, he had leapfrogged and killed people who had become immortals.

He doesn't like the feeling of being forced, and no one can force him.

A flash of surprise flashed through his eyes, and Qian Yuanzi narrowed his eyes into two dangerous slits: "Why don't you want to? You came here, and you even know my name, aren't you just looking for opportunities?"

Jiang Shaobai mobilized all his spiritual power to resist his pressure. He gritted his teeth and slowly stood up straight. He stared at him and said word by word: "Unwillingness means unwillingness, not to mention that the opportunity we are looking for is the fairy sword." Kill the immortal, not your inheritance."

Qian Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "He is indeed a young man with backbone."

After saying that, he removed the pressure and said: "The three of you are under twenty, but you have already entered the golden elixir stage. Could it be that I have been dead for too long, and the entire world of immortality has changed greatly."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Wen Xiangyi couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "What's the big change? It's obviously because it's illogical!"

This shabby book is mainly about romance, and there is very little about cultivating immortals, almost all of which are covered in one stroke. Therefore, there are as many foundations as dogs, and golden elixirs are everywhere.

Of course, the most important thing is that the three of them are amazing! "

Jiang Shaobai said coldly: "Has there been any change in the world of immortality? I don't know. I only know that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

"Insanity!"

Qian Yuanzi sneered, but this time he wasn't angry at all, and the smile in his eyes became more intense.

"Did you know that the Immortal-Slaying Sword you call is my natal sword?"

(End of this chapter)