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The highest peak of Yaoshan Mountain almost reaches the clouds. A woman with curly hair wearing a Taoist robe stands on the edge of the cliff. From here, one can overlook the entire Yaoshan Sword Sect.
Alternating day and night, the mountains, villas, high pavilions, and pine pavilions below are gradually shrouded in a layer of twilight mist, and the mountain streams and valleys are constantly bred with the moist atmosphere of the night. Seeing these night mist is about to overwhelm the magnificent mountains. When the peak was covered, an invisible force suddenly swept across a certain forest...
The clouds and mist all over the mountains suddenly dissipated. Looking down from the highest peak, a majestic vacuum vortex first appeared in the night mist of the clouds, and then the clouds and mist of the entire remote mountain were swept away.
The mountains, forests and pinnacles became extremely clear, and even the night was as clear as washing!
Zhu Xuehen originally wanted to fly to the forest to see who it was, but in the end he retreated to the peak pavilion, sat on the grass in a cold and lonely manner, and slowly closed his eyes.
What's the point knowing who it is
There are too many strong, fleeting.
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In front of the villa, at the hillside.
A group of Jianzong's disciples stood on the edge of the hillside. They looked forward to each other, and their eyes went back and forth between the two women.
"It's time to fight, it's time to fight."
"Elder Sister wants to compete with others!"
"I heard that the fight was about a man. Is that man our Young Master Xu?"
Zimiaozhu and Nanlingsha are standing on both sides of the yin-yang dividing line on the Eight Diagrams boulder platform extending from the mountain plain. The dusk has passed, and lamps have been lit around the boulder platform.
The flame in the lamp was strong, and the swaying flame intertwined on the two graceful women, which made the disciples even more excited.
"Take off the veil, first let me see your true face." Zi Miaozhu, the elder sister of Jianzong said.
"Who are you?" Nan Lingsha asked.
"You..." Zi Miaozhu, the elder sister of Jianzong, trembled with anger at this sentence, and couldn't speak!
He didn't take himself seriously from the beginning to the end!
From the very beginning, Zi Miaozhu didn't believe what Zhu Minglang said, and his relationship with this woman was absolutely unclear.
Although Zi Miaozhu also knows that many times it is her own wishful thinking, but even if it is wishful thinking, she must understand where she has lost!
This woman, why...
The wind blew up and the veil shook, at this moment Zi Miaozhu saw her profile.
What a beauty.
How can a girl be so beautiful.
Nonsence!
vixen! !
The witch is reincarnated! !
It turns out that this woman is bewitched by her senior brother because of her beauty... Well, her peerless beauty!
But those who accompany my senior brother must not only rely on this appearance, without the ability to be proud of the world, without outstanding wisdom, they are still not worthy of the senior brother, but the senior brother is a sword repairer who has reached the extreme, and no one can beat him. Reincarnation of the Holy Spirit!
"Senior brother said that you are a mortal in his team, so let me experience your skills and see if you are qualified to stay by his side!" said Zi Miaozhu, the elder sister of Jianzong.
Nan Lingsha didn't understand what this crazy woman was talking about.
She didn't have any fighting spirit at all, she just stared at the night scenery of Yaoshan Villa.
But suddenly, the coldness broke out beside her. It was obvious that only a sword was flying, but it was like a huge iceberg collapsing from the sky. The majestic and terrifying momentum made the disciples watching the excitement retreat one after another!
Nan Lingsha felt the opponent's strong hostility, so she turned her backhand and drew a Tai Chi mirror in the air smoothly and quickly!
It was done in one stroke, and I saw the ink Tai Chi spread out, becoming as huge as the giant stone Bagua platform under my feet, as if someone erected the stone platform.
The ink spread, but there was an invisible force, which cut the iceberg sword in another section of Taiji Huamo.
All the disciples were horrified, looking at the Tai Chi Terrace drawn in front of Nan Lingsha, it was hard to imagine that such a powerful attack by Master Jianzong was blocked so easily.
And the senior sister Zi Miaozhu was also surprised.
Originally, she wanted to hold back a bit of arrogance, so as not to hurt the woman's life, but she never thought that her Bingshan sword could not even lift the corner of the opponent's clothes and hair.
Such amazing divine power, was it a paintbrush that she waved just now
"Sword master?" Nan Lingsha looked at Zi Miaozhu, and there was a slight ripple in those eyes.
"Yes, I am one of the top disciples of the Yaoshan Sword Sect!" Zi Miaozhu said arrogantly.
"Let me see if you can defeat my sword of painting and ink." Saying these words, the pen in Nan Lingsha's hand flicked into the air!
The ink was drawn out of its sheath like the edge of a sword, and a long sword of ink shadow appeared beside Nan Lingsha.
The pen in his hand swiped to the other side again, and with the same magnificent stroke, he drew the second ink shadow long sword in the air!
Suddenly, Nan Lingsha threw the pen in her hand into the night sky again, and for a while, the pen danced in the air like the two strokes before, and wrote wantonly.
On the Nanling yarn, one ink shadow long sword after another was born out of the sky. They were all drawn with thick black ink, but the painted swords were lifelike, with a cold light! !
Nan Lingsha is dressed in a long skirt, graceful and charming, but she stands quietly in front of the ink painting gossip, and is even more exposed to the dense ink shadows and swords. The veil is light and the green silk is fluttering. The dusty temperament seems to be integrated with the real painting. One body, so beautiful, so powerful that it is suffocating!
Zi Miaozhu holds a sword in his hand, looking at the scene in front of him, his heart is extremely shocked.
They are all paintings, but they are more terrifying than real swords!
Gritting her teeth, Zi Miaozhu will never be overwhelmed by the other party's aura. She admits that the other party is a very strong mortal, but she is not weak either! !
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The lights in the forest were turned off, and Zhu Minglang walked out along this gloomy path. The Abandoned Sword Forest probably did not have the Abandoned Sword, and I don't know how many years will pass before the Abandoned Sword Forest will have the magnificent scenery it used to be.
Jian Linglong is in the spiritual domain, adapting to his new environment.
Its bright red blade flew over the head of Big Black Fang who was sleeping naively.
Big Black Fang thought there were mosquitoes, shook his head a few times, and opened his eyes impatiently...
"oh??"
Glancing upwards, Big Black Fang's big eyes, which were about to be closed hazily, opened suddenly, and the pupils were full of doubts.
Was it a sword that flew over just now
"Whew~"
The sword spirit dragon flew further away in the spiritual domain, and suddenly saw a holy white figure, spreading its gorgeous wings like a phoenix, and the feathers of snow velvet were as beautiful and noble as crystals.
"Whoa, whoa!"
The sword spirit dragon stopped in front of the white dragon, as if seeing an old friend.
And Bai Qi also opened his hazy eyes, first he was taken aback by the bright red sword spirit in front of him, and then gradually recognized it from the sword patterns on its body!
"Yu~~~~~~" Bai Qi cried out, and rolled towards the Sword Spirit Dragon like a cat.
"call out!"
"Yu~~~~"
Bai Qi naturally recognized this sword spirit dragon. When Zhu Minglang was practicing swords in the forest of abandoned swords, it found a sword that could move by itself. So when he was bored, Bai Qi chased after this sword all over the mountains and forests. flying around.
Bai Qi had been sleeping all this time, he didn't expect that the former weapon demon became a sword spirit, and even turned into a sword spirit dragon, appearing in this spiritual domain!
Like a young friend meeting again, Bai Qi was very happy, so he ran around chasing the sword spirit dragon in the spiritual realm.
The sword spirit dragon is very fast, Xiaobai is already an extremely fast dragon species, but he can't keep up with the sword spirit dragon's speed that can almost teleport.
Sword Spirit Dragon obviously also has its own consciousness, in order to take care of its little playmate, it deliberately slowed down...
"So you already knew each other?"
Zhu Minglang looked embarrassed.
Zhu Minglang didn't even notice that the sword spirit had gradually formed. How could Xiao Bai, who was still Bai Canglong at that time, know of its existence...
Both Qing Zhuo and Hei Ya leaned over, looking at Jian Linglong very curiously.
The Sword Spirit Dragon showed them some methods of transforming sword shadows, dividing into two, dividing into four, dividing into four, dividing into eight...
Not long after, sword spirits densely filled Zhu Minglang's spiritual realm.
They waved and danced in a uniform manner, dazzled the three dragons, stretched out their chubby paws and clapped there, like children watching a theater for the first time.
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Zhu Minglang also found it funny, his spiritual domain seemed to be getting more and more lively.
The fourth spiritual covenant has already belonged, and I don't know what kind of strange and extraordinary dragons I will meet in the future. It will be a lot of fun to travel around with them.
Zhu Minglang's mood at this time was more than just joy, walking down the long steps felt like a slight bouncing.
Sword spirits are conceived from thousands of abandoned swords, among them are similar to Haoyingjian, Moxie, Bahuang... They are all famous swords in the world, and they have existed for an unknown number of years. His cultivation is probably extremely close to the Holy Spirit!
Therefore, the strength of Jian Linglong is probably not inferior to some uncle-level characters in this sword sect, and may even be stronger!
Zhu Minglang noticed that the inscription pattern is the source of the sword spirit dragon's power, and the inscription pattern is the essence of every abandoned sword.
Many of its sword soul inscription patterns are dim, which shows that some famous swords with a long history have not awakened.
If all the famous swords in the Abandoned Sword Forest can be turned into the soul of the inscription pattern, shining on the body of the sword spirit dragon, the sword spirit dragon can definitely surpass many holy spirit level creatures!
Fortunately, all the abandoned swords in the Abandoned Sword Forest are integrated with the Sword Spirit Dragon.
Just now when the sword spirit dragon was performing for the three dragons, Zhu Minglang saw many sleeping famous swords appear.
Pack it all up and go.
In the future, there will be time to slowly wear off the rust on their bodies, and let their sword souls be awakened!
At that time, everything is invincible!
How could Zhu Minglang not hum a little song in a good mood
With Jian Linglong, even if he returns to Zhumen now, he will have confidence! !
Moreover, Zhumen is a famous gate of casting, and the unsealed inscription patterns of Jian Linglong should be able to find more effective methods when they arrive at Zhumen! !
Already strong, can be even stronger!
It feels like returning to the imperial capital of Jiting, as happy as when I left the mountain...