This Big Brother is Improper

Chapter 440 Funeral coffin! (subscription required)

What kind of spirit tool is the Immortal Slashing Blade?

Qi Tian only knows that this thing is above the best spirit weapon.

Just like his Promise Sword now.

The quality levels are all above the top grade, but they have not reached the height of [Xiangqi].

How should the spirit weapon at this stage be called?

Qi Tian thought for a while.

It doesn’t matter!

If it doesn’t work, it’s called Dazhipin.

Anyway, there are very few things that are close to the fairy.

The Immortal Sword is undoubtedly one of them. It is similar to the vertical painting pattern in Qi Tian’s memory. The blood-red blade is a bit like Shen Xiu’s Dragon Sword, and the whole blade seems to be a swimming fish.

A little bit of cold light reflected on the surface of the knife.

It looks a little delicate.

But revealing endless murderous aura.

When suspended in the air, it looks like a scarlet red moon.

It may be because of the Sword intent of the Heavenly Will Sword in Qi Tian’s eyebrows, the Sword Immortal Sword can be so intimate with him, buzzing around him as if to tell something.

Fortunately, he is now [Sword Heart Bright] at full level.

In addition to the sound of the sword, he can understand the sound of the sword.

So I immediately understood the meaning of “Three Five Zero”.

It aggrieved that it had followed this trash owner and had never used meat.

It is hungry.

As a soldier of killing.

Zhan Xian Dao followed Lu Ziyun to kill the world.

If you want to feed this peerless murderous soldier, naturally you have to fill it with a lot of human lives and blood.

The little junior sister in the game plot is the way to go.

Killing becomes stronger.

The more you kill, the stronger.

But Qi Tian really didn’t want to watch her walk Shura Road.

So he tentatively asked: “Can you change your taste and eat something else?”

Zhan Xian Dao is like a child rejected by his parents.

Sadly and disappointed, he returned to Lu Yun’s sea of ​​knowledge.

Lu Yun raised her head blankly, she stared at the knife marks left in the palace.

The knife marks in the temple, the knife marks outside the temple, more and more mottled knife marks began to decompose into a little bit of light, as beautiful as fireflies in the summer night.

Those dense spots of light began to float.

It seems to have turned into a touch of warmth.

Quietly and resolutely floated into Lu Yun’s sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhanxiandao, who had been disappointed and disappointed, suddenly warmed up, as if it turned into a cloudy meniscus.

Dim and gentle.

Those knife marks are Restrictions left by Lu Ziyun.

That was her strongest means to protect these Taoist treasures. Lu Ziyun, two thousand years ago, hadn’t calculated that after two thousand years, she couldn’t know that own reincarnation would come here.

Then she collected these things and left countless knife marks to protect Restrictions

Who is the opportunity left for?

The answer is, I don’t know.

She didn’t know it herself.

She thought it was fun to do so, so she did it, and she didn’t even think about leaving any chance for anyone.

And under Karma.

Two thousand years later, Lu Yun came here.

She has harvested many precious things, but the most precious thing for her is nothing else.

These are these knife marks!

Those knife marks seemed to come alive, turning into an invisible knife intent into her eyes, turning into a warm and sharp mood, passing through her consciousness of the sea.

Formed a simple text and patterns one after another.

The girl is like reading a book, a scroll.

She knew that there was an extremely powerful sword technique hidden in these things, as well as a god channel technique that could make countless people coveted.

But this is not what she cares most about.

It is the fundamental core of this sword intent.

–free.

Karma can’t be ridden with freedom.

The freedom that the world can’t restrain.

Freedom that fate cannot break.

I think this tofu brain is sweet and delicious, so it’s a thief, God is a salty party.

I also dared to carry a knife to find its theory.

Even if you lose all sweet tofu brains in the world, you can’t force me to choose salty ones!

Because I have the freedom not to choose.

I’m a big deal, no! Eat it!

This is who I was two thousand years ago?

The more Lu Yun felt, the more she felt that it was a silly critic. She didn’t want to admit that it was herself.

Well, although the character does not match me.

But that dashing attitude really made Lu Yun couldn’t help but yell.

“So handsome!”

Decided!

I want to be such a handsome woman!

The girl is ambitious to become a woman like Lu Ziyun.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the handsome face of Master Brother close at hand, and the unabashed concern on his face.

Lu Yun was silent for a moment.

I’m sorry.

I think it’s more important to be cute, at least to please the master.

It doesn’t matter whether you are handsome or not.

The important thing is the like of the master brother.

The sword intent in her mind might be aware of this guy’s thoughts. Those sword intent urged her to get up and punch her quickly, why can’t she learn from Lu Ziyun?

In the body of a female stream.

Suppress all men in the world.

What is it like to please a man?

Those sword intents are such pride, how can Lu Yun be allowed to do things for others?

Why can’t it?

The girl raised her eyebrows proudly.

Since I have the freedom to choose, then I will choose the way of my life.

That’s it!

I want to be an obedient and cute little sister!

This is the freedom of my old lady, what kind of precious things are you inexplicable things?

Also match me finger gestures?

Zhan Xian Dao vibrated at the same time to show support.

I don’t know how long it took.

Cui Ying finally unlocked the seventh game of the chessboard.

Then she was pleasantly surprised to find that the eighth and ninth rounds were broken, and then she came to the final round with ease.

I don’t know what kind of psychological struggle I have gone through.

Cui Ying finally plunged into the black hole.

She was randomly teleported to a place that was not so wonderful.

This place seems to be a very large mourning hall, and every corner is very gloomy and cold.

A gloomy cold wind poured in fiercely.

The lanterns on both sides were blown out indefinitely.

I don’t know who arranged the spirit-inspiring banners, those hanging soul-inducing bells rang, and the clear and dense ringing of the bells made people a little frightening inexplicably.

Cui Ying swallowed.

do not know why.

This ghost movie scene that can only scare mortals made her, the out-of-aperture realm monster corpse, couldn’t help feeling hairy.

What’s up!

In the supernatural movie, I am the scary one, okay!

suddenly!

Wow!

Wow!

The sound of the chain shaking came from afar.

Cui Ying hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go there.

Then she saw a very large coffin.

“The funeral coffin

That is the real burial coffin!

That is a hanging bronze coffin.

Suspended in midair a few feet above the ground.

Cui Ying lifted her spirits, knowing that she had found the target with good luck, but her footsteps suddenly stopped, her face nervously listening quietly, her expression pale.

It was a very strange sound that kept coming out of the bronze coffin.

The sound was very soft and weird, as if someone was scraping the inner wall of the coffin with his nails.

“!!! ”

Definitely the wizard god.

It’s definitely the King Du Tianming recorded by Sect!

That burial coffin is his Magic Treasures, and it is precisely because of this thing that his soul can survive from the hands of the hidden secret, and it has survived to this day.

What I have to do is simple.

It is to ask him for the core secret method of witchcraft corpse refining in the past.Once it succeeds, Beimang will have the hope of dominating the world!

Of course, Master Xu Shiwa has urged a lot.

Never open that coffin!

You definitely can’t let the King of Heaven out!

As long as the secret method is in hand, she can slip away.

Although the Ming Wang Yi 2.0 must have come up with it very much, as long as she uses this as a bait, she will continuously take out all kinds of magical powers and witchcraft from the other’s mouth.

But think about it and forget it.

The corpse refining witchcraft is ready to go!

Cui Ying took a deep breath and prepared to speak.

However, at this moment, she suddenly noticed that there were many mottled sword marks on the bronze hanging coffin.

She couldn’t help but stunned: “Who cut the burial coffin like this?”

Just under the hanging coffin, a voice suddenly sounded.

“Two thousand years ago.

“A woman named Lu Ziyun came here.”

“She wanted to release King Du Tianming, but unfortunately she was blocked by me, so she could only leave a few sword marks on the coffin and then left bitterly.”

Cui Ying was regretted by the amount of information in these few sentences.

She stared at the young man in white under the coffin blankly, and muttered, “Then who are you?”

The boy in white with only one soul body smiled bitterly.

“Who am I? I am a spiritual thought left by someone.”

“Who?”

“Hidden secrets.