World of Cultivation

Lin Qian carefully pushed the door open, and the dazzling array of light shook his heart. The room is in the middle, a sly figure, sitting cross-legged. If anyone sees this scene, it will be a big surprise. This sly figure is the head of Kunlun.

However, his arms were gone, and the white-browed eyebrows that were hanging down and the ground were only half-finished. The coughing sounded from time to time, and every sound made the figure tremble.

Lin Qian’s nose was sour, and he thought that the master was not a hero in the past.

"master!"

He screamed softly.

The head listened to the ear, struggling to straighten the body, and said warmly: "Qian is coming."

His face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were faint and dull, his voice was hoarse, like an old man with a ruin.

"Yeah." Lin Qian was afraid that he would shed tears, but he sighed softly. He walked quickly to the side of the master, grabbed the master's wrist and probed the master's injury.

The master was seriously injured while exploring the ancient ruins. He broke his arms and lost all his strength. Lin Qian tried every means, but he could only hang a sigh of relief from the master.

The atmosphere of gray defeat, there is no life.

Lin Qian’s heart was colic, and he knew that the master wanted to create a soldier who really belonged to him. [Kunlun] is the first soldier in Kunlun, but there are many imperfections, and the master is not satisfied.

"You don't need to worry about me." The head knew that the disciple was upset and advised: "I have lived for so long and I have lived enough."

"Master..." Lin Qian heard this, tears could not help again, rolling down.

"I don't know, you are now a head of the school, don't be a woman like this." The palm of the hand smiled, his gray face, and his life was dead: "You did a good job, Kunlun handed it to you, I am relieved."

Lin Qian burst into tears.

"Until a few days ago, I was clear-minded and thought of a lot of things. Mo Yunhai's power is unique, and it is very different from my Kunlun. We can't follow suit. I practiced the sword in Kunlun, the sword is the heart, what is needed is Excalibur, not equipped. God costume is good, but it is not suitable for us Kunlun. A sword breaks the law, it is Kunlun!"

The hoarse voice of the head floated in the room.

Lin Qian heard the thick meaning of the master's words, and his heart was filled with grief.

"I can finish this last big wish before I am alive, and I am satisfied. You should not be sorry for me." The head of the door said: "The sword that was found for you, is very famous, named Taikoo, the most powerful **** in ancient times." One of the swords. Although the dust has been sealed for a long time, the gods are still the same, you just fall into its prestige."

"The disciple will never make him shame!" Lin Qian suppressed his tears and made a sword oath.

The head nodded: "I have only one wish left now."

"Please give the master!" Lin Qian's eyes are determined, he is determined in his heart, in any case, he has to complete the teacher's last wish!

The head raised his head: "I am now with my arms broken, my spiritual power is lost, my vitality is absolutely perfect, and the only thing that is still complete is the soul. I want to use the soul to cast the sword of the Taikoo to the soul of the sword."

Lin Qian’s tears have just flown down, just shaking his head: "Master can't!"

With the soul to raise the sword, extremely cruel, the soul will be suffering from endless pain, never surviving!

"This is the last wish of the teacher." The gaze of the head suddenly became very fierce: "My generation was nurtured by Kunlun, and I was the head of the family. When I was fed back with flesh and blood, I would return to Kunlun. If you don't, I will die!"

"Master!" Lin Qian couldn't stop crying again.

"I have decided!" The head of the door smashed the railroad and closed his eyes and stopped talking.

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The ray of light is shining, the power is surging, the center is in the middle, and a quaint sword is suspended in the air.

All the elders and core disciples of Kunlun gathered here, and everyone was saddened.

When Lin Qian took the helm, everyone would agree to bow down. The head of the door was extremely prestigious in the door, and it was so popular that everyone saw it and looked so dry. Everyone felt pain in their hearts.

"Kunlun will be handed over to you." The hoarse voice of the head is not big.

The readers all shed tears, and some people mourn: "Don't dare to cherish!"

The head nodded with relief.

Lin Qian’s tears are so rainy that it’s hard to say anything, only knowing that he is carrying his head and walking forward.

There is not much to say in the head, the soul is out, and step by step into the array. The head is repaired as unfathomable, and the soul of the sword is also very pure.

I saw the amazing sword in the center of the battlefield, and the sword of the head became a streamer, and it was not in the blade.

The surrounding Kunlun elder disciples all burst into tears.

Inside the sword, the soul of a figure, endured the astonishing pain, muttered to himself.

"Qian, the master can only help you here."

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In the territory of Kunlun, the sword is empty, and Wan Jian is ringing!

The world is shocked!

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Wei Sheng was blood, his clothes were broken, and he held a blood sword. In front of him, Ule looked pale.

"There is such a strong person in the world!" Ulle muttered to himself, and said that he had turned his back and had no breath.

Wei Sheng looks like a wolverine, but it looks like a regular, but the **** sword in his hand is just full of blood and fascinating.

Suddenly, Wei Sheng seems to have sensed something, and looked up slyly. At about the same time, the **** sword in his hand seemed to be excited, and the blood was soaring and rushing to the sky.

A few dozens of thick blood-colored beams of light, booming!

Wei Sheng in the light column is like a **** to come, not a lifetime!

Wei Sheng looked up and looked at the sky. He felt the turbulent warfare from the **** sword in his hand. He took a deep breath and pressed down the almost boiling spirit in his heart. The crystal clear glass scorpion was shocked.

- The world has such a strong sword!

The sword of the world!

The excitement of just defeating the opponent disappeared completely. Wei Sheng looked at the sky and stunned. The shocking color in his eyes disappeared a little. Instead, it was a strong fighting spirit and killing!

"Kunlun!"

Wei Sheng muttered to himself, and he couldn't help but hold the **** sword in his hand.

So strong and desperate swordsmanship, there is only one place, that is Kunlun!

Wei Sheng’s chest is full of war.

Suddenly, not far away, the thunder is so rich and powerful that it seems that something has been provoked by the sword of the sky.

Wei Sheng was in the middle of his heart and quickly flew to the Leiguang collection.

The more he flew, the more surprised his heart was, the thunder light actually went into the sky from the ground.

Is there any difference?

Soon, he flew to the source of the thunder.

I saw a bronze mirror quietly hiding on the ground, bronze mirror, engraved with the ancient word "lei". The thunder of the bronze environment flickered, and the electric snake walked away.

Nourish!

An electric snake suddenly slammed into the sky.

As soon as the electric snake broke away from the bronze mirror, it suddenly rose sharply, like the thickness of the arm, tearing the sky.

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Zuo Mo looked up and looked at the sky.

Ghost fog boy also looked shocked at the sky, muttering to himself: "A strong sword meaning! Now there are such strong people?" Although he was surrendered by Zuo Mo, he still saw that the strong of this era, It is much weaker than ancient times.

However, this invincible sword, which is like the king of the world, makes him shocked.

How can such a sturdy sword appear in this era?

Suddenly, the taste of the sword that he was familiar with suddenly made him a spirit, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Swire!"

"Taiwan?" Zuo Mo regained his gaze and turned his face to look at the ghost boy.

Ghost children are like nightmares: "Swire is the most famous sword in ancient legends. It is rumored that those who possess this sword will become a generation of emperors."

Zuo Mo, who is familiar with the sun gold leaf, knows what the emperor means. In ancient times, the strongest of every era will become the leader of the tribe of the world, called Emperor Tian.

"Emperor?" Zuo Mo’s face sneered, and the scorpion’s murder was high-spirited. He did not hide: “I want to be the emperor, I want to see if I promised!”

Ghosts and misty children, suddenly reacted, stuttered: "Does the owner have a hatred..."

Left Mo squinted, not careless: "Yes, death and hate! How, fear?"

The ghost fog boy quickly reacted and looked at Zuo Mo’s face, and quickly stated: “Where the owner said, the master’s death and hatred is my death!”

Zuo Mo only regained his gaze, but his face was gloomy.

Such a sturdy sword meaning, can be felt here, I am afraid that most of the reason is the Taikoo sword in the mouth of the ghost.

Lin Qian’s own strength was originally unrivalled. When he was a sword, he was forced to block it.

It is said that the **** of Kunlun is created by Lin Qian, and now his strength has reached the point where no one knows. But Zuo Mo knows that it must be strong and very strong!

If you say that Zuo Mo will be another person in the world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Wei Sheng, he will definitely choose Lin Qian.

Nowadays, with the addition of this ancient sword, the strength of Lin Qian is only to reach an extremely terrible height.

It is very likely that there is no height comparable to the whole world!

Although he was not afraid of the left, but when he thought of his number one enemy, he even got such a **** soldier. Zuo Mo was as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Kunlun!

Let's walk!

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Snow Temple.

Luo was helpless.

He followed a group of guards, most of whom were behind him.

However, when he met the guy in the heart of the door, he did not say anything and rushed straight up. Xinye zen door did not think that the other party even did not even call, directly attacked, and immediately suffered a dark loss.

And the number of these guards is numerous, there are more than a dozen, and they form a battle, and the elders who are on the heart of the Zen Gate are not at all disadvantaged.

At the head of the heart leaf zen door, there is a certain level, and the two sides are in a state of war.

The heart of the heart of the door is full of power, but Luo is a different way of warfare, I am different from the strange and different methods of warfare, so that the other side is miserable.

The ancient swords of the world, no signs from the sky.

I am leaving the beautiful breathless eyes.

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