The First Sword of the Earth

The Tianfeng Galaxy, the star closest to the ancient battlefield, was directly rented in a small courtyard for ten years.

The three of them sat around the stone table with a sword and continued to frown.

There was a piece of paper in front of them with a few small block letters printed on it. This was a reply to contact with the earth.

"Brother Sheng's life and soul lamp is okay, where did the people go?"

"Amitabha Buddha," the monk Huai Jing sighed, "this matter is really a bit mysterious. I used a toe-sized golden body to temporarily increase my strength, and I want to calculate the whereabouts of Nonyu.

As a result, there was no gain, and he felt that his location was deliberately concealed with great magic power. "

Liu Yunzhi asked softly: "Will Feiyu go back again? We have been investigating Feiyu's whereabouts during this time. If Feiyu has been here, it stands to reason that there will be some clues."

"I have searched all around the Buddha statue, and there are no unnecessary traces of entrances and exits," Old Jianling said, "In this situation, it is very likely that Feiyu is practicing with great concentration."

Huai said in surprise: "Didn't we decide to live here for a long time? Don't think about it, practice.

Between our practice, we will go out and explore the whereabouts of Feiyu; ten years later, let's keep in touch with our hometown.

Feiyu is our brother and the hope of the earth's monastic world in the future, and he must be contacted as soon as possible. "

Shi Qianzhang and Liu Yunzhi nodded slowly, did not say much, and each got up and walked to the Spirit Gathering Array on both sides of the small courtyard.

"I'll guard the gate for you," Old Jianling said with a smile, his figure disappeared, and the nameless ancient sword flew to the door of the small courtyard, and reached the door like a latch.

With surprise, he lowered his head and looked at his hands. He was already full of energy, but he sighed somehow.

"This is a broken place, and the game can't be played. I have to delay for hundreds of years to go back. After a few years there, the level operation awareness version understands everything and it is difficult to keep up...

Maybe the game has changed again.

Non-verbal, non-verbal, the little monk is really suffering from you. "

Shi Qianzhang smiled and cursed: "Stop playing, hurry up and upgrade Lord Luo Han in reality! I can wait to hold your thigh!"

"I hold non-speaking thighs!" The monk Huaijing gritted his teeth and replied, brushed his sleeves, got up and walked to the third spiritual gathering formation, placed a small Buddha statue in front of him, and began to meditate quietly.

Somehow, suddenly there was a kind of surprise, the illusion that he was... not doing his job properly.

Well, an illusion.

...

The blood mine, the bottom passage, not far from the passage where Lan Huilin was originally, the strong blood evil spirit formed a blood mist.

Because the blood evil spirit is too strong, the spiritual sense is also blocked, and you can only vaguely see the general situation of the edge of the collapse in front.

Yaoyun said from the bottom of Wang Sheng's heart: "The front should be the last collapse. The blood evil spirit is too strong, and I can't sense what is behind. ’

Wang Sheng nodded and turned to look at Lan Huilin who was not far behind. The latter was arranging layers of mana around her body. Eighty percent of the Taoism in the real fairyland has been used, and it is like a big enemy at this moment.

"Friends of Daoist are waiting here, I will dig through here."

Wang Sheng said this, stepping into the blood mist, and his body was immediately covered with a layer of light gray cloud, bursting out dense arcs of thick and thin hair.

The blood evil spirit was so strong that Wang Sheng didn't dare to let the immortal body fight hard; he could only arrange double-layer robbery clouds inside and outside the body where Lan Huilin couldn't see it.

For a while, Wang Sheng was wrapped in pure vitality.

Moreover, he absorbed too much vitality, his cultivation was stuck in the bottleneck again, and the immortal power in Wang Sheng's body was about to burst into a sea of ​​qi.

As a last resort, Wang Sheng could only radiate the immortal power, weave layer after layer of lock armor with pure Yang mana outside himself, and then let these ‘lock armor’ fall off freely...

Go all out to waste!

This trouble, let Lan Huilin know, 80% will be so angry...

During this digging, Wang Sheng moved carefully and swiftly, with a high degree of tension in his mind to prevent sudden changes.

It took about seven or eight hours. The last section of the landslide was opened up by Wang Sheng. Oncoming, there was a thicker blood mist, but in the blood mist, there was a strange golden light. .

Yaoyun said: ‘The source of this golden light is just ahead. ’

"I can't stand it anymore," Wang Sheng said from the bottom of his heart, slowly backed up, walked back to the boundary of the blood mist, and turned with Lan Huilin.

A total of six bones were excavated this time, and six lucky bags-magic treasures for storage were harvested.

Wang Sheng calmly put away all these things, after all, this is his own ‘labor output’.

Wang Sheng finally reached the end of this path at the bottom.

It seems that because the passage was opened up, a faint golden light appeared on the periphery of the blood mist. These golden lights and the blood mist were incompatible with each other and seemed to restrain each other.

Lan Huilin looked at these golden lights, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "What's ahead?"

"I haven't seen it yet, just digging the way," Wang Sheng shook his head and meditated cross-legged, expelling some of the pure celestial power that he couldn't bear in his body.

He sent the pure sun celestial power forward, and the boundary of the blood mist was pushed back more than ten meters, but when Wang Sheng stopped ‘discharging’ the celestial power, the blood mist gradually diffused back.

This time, the golden light mixed in the blood mist was more.

Lan Huilin whispered: "Could it be that the treasures here haven't been completely taken away by Tianfengmen?"

"I don't know," Wang Sheng exhaled slowly, "Does Fellow Daoist Lan take a picture of a gem or something?"

"Naturally," Lan Huilin flipped her hand, and a light blue ball floated in her palm, slowly pushing towards Wang Sheng.

Lan Huilin smiled and said, "When you go out, you usually carry magical artifacts such as communication charms and photo-taking orbs."

Wang Sheng replied calmly: "Well, I usually only bring immortal stones when I go out."

Lan Huilin:...

Holding the photo-bead in his hand, Yaoyun has already explained how to use it in his heart. Wang Sheng stood up again, "I will go to find out the source of this golden light this time. There is no need to venture into the blood fog."

Lan Huilin sighed in her eyes, and said to Wang Sheng.

In fact, she was already holding the heart of a big deal, and wanted to go to the end of the passage with Wang Sheng to investigate, to determine whether there were any leftovers of the Fallen Immortal Treasure here, and to complete the task assigned by the master.

I never thought that the male cultivator in front of her would also consider her things, and use the shadow beads instead of her to enter...

Lan Huilin is also a true immortal anyway. She has cultivated for more than ten thousand years, and the ripples in her Dao Heart quickly calmed down. She watched Wang Sheng break into the blood fog again, fully guarded, and ready to respond at any time.

This male cultivator, the longer he has been in contact, the more fog he feels and the more invisible;

And the more you can't see through, the more you want to see through...

This has nothing to do with the goodwill between men and women. Lan Huilin has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and naturally she has seen more things about men and women. She often hears the master talk about some male and female nuns who are not firm towards the Tao, thus ruining her own Taoism. Finally, it is inevitable to part ways...

Most of the Taoists are obstacles to the cultivation of Taoism, satisfying their own desires.

Lan Huilin was just a little innocent, wondering why Wang Sheng was not afraid of the blood of evil, wondering how Wang Sheng's cultivation was so rapid in such a place;

In addition, Lan Huilin couldn't help but think of the swordsmanship that Wang Sheng showed when she played against Wang Sheng in a short time.

She has seen many cultivators who use swords, and has seen a sword repairer of the heavenly immortal level take action, but even the sword repairer of the heavenly immortal level has never impressed her so deeply.

That kind of sword rhyme...

It's really hard to describe.

Sighing slightly, Lan Huilin didn't let her thoughts spread, and quickly focused her attention on her eyes.

In fact, she was also worried that if Wang Sheng went to explore on his own, whether he would put the treasure in the bag.

But then I thought about it, even if Wang Sheng swallowed the treasure alone? He broke in on his own, not afraid of the power of the blood evil is also his own ability.

Sighing slightly, Lan Huilin lowered her head to run her own fairy power, isolating the wisps of blood around her body.

This is another long time.

When Lan Huilin was hesitant to break into the blood mist, Wang Sheng's figure reappeared and walked back slowly from the blood mist.

"How's it going? Wang Sheng?"

Lan Huilin walked up to greet her quickly, and when she saw Wang Sheng's somewhat gloomy complexion, she felt a little nervousness in her heart for some reason.

Wang Sheng did not answer, but shook his head and sat back where he had been sitting before, expelling the **** evil spirit entwined around him, and began to discharge the immortal power that could not accumulate in his body.

Lan Huilin waited for a while, she didn't dare to urge, but waited quietly.

Wang Sheng opened his eyes, his eyes a little bit more inexplicably sad, and handed Lan Huilin the picture beads.

"Let's open it yourself, I'll go back to the next state first."

"Well," Lan Huilin couldn't wait to open the photo bead, the photo bead exuded a faint light, and a cloud mirror intertwined in front of her eyes, and a picture recorded from the photo bead as the perspective appeared in the cloud mirror...

Blood mist, golden light;

The thick and liquid blood mist, constantly refracting in the blood mist, seems to be the strands of ‘golden light’ that may break free at any time.

This picture continued for a while, the golden light continued to strengthen, but the blood mist began to be compressed.

Finally, they found the source of blood fog and golden light.

A golden ball of light with a diameter of less than a few hundred meters appeared right in front, and the end of the tunnel was one side of the ball of light;

Inside the sphere of light, there are strands of black and red aura slowly swimming, and strands of black and red aura are constantly flowing, overflowing from the light wall of the golden sphere of light, turning into blood evil force, scattered into the soil in all directions...

Lan Huilin stopped the screen and carefully looked at the situation inside the golden ball. It was vaguely visible that there were two white bones in the center of the golden ball.

The two white bones exuded a rich fairy light, one on top of the other overlapped each other, the upper white bone was wearing a golden armor, holding a wide-bladed huge sword in both hands, the huge sword pierced the lower bone's chest cavity.

At the same time, the left hand of the lower bone penetrated the abdomen of the upper bone...

The two of them are obviously going to die together.

These golden lights originated from the armor on the bones; these **** spirits ~www.readwn.com~ should be the flesh and blood of these two people, and they were imprisoned by golden lights.

For more than 100,000 years, it still hasn't disappeared.

Lan Huilin suddenly sighed...

"This should be two golden immortals who died here together," Wang Sheng sighed, "You should avoid this place first, I might make some noise."

Lan Huilin asked: "Are you going to get that sword and armor?"

Wang Sheng was startled, then slowly nodded, "Yes, do you want to inform your master?"

Lan Huilin obviously hesitated, and then shook her head slightly, "No, if there are only two secret treasures here, it is not worth attacking... and these two secret treasures should also belong to you."

"Thanks," Wang Sheng slowly closed his eyes, continued to adjust his breath and meditate, adjusting his state.

In fact, he didn't think so much, just at the request of his sword spirit, to collect the body of the armored Heavenly Court warlord.

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