Jian Wubei took one last look at the Sword Tomb and saw the old man cleaning the Sword Tomb holding a broom and starting to clean it. Perhaps the birth of the Wutian Sword was no different to him.
The body trembled slightly. Jian Wubei finally left with the seniors of the families. He felt quite sad in his heart. The huge sword pavilion actually placed all its hopes on one sword. Even if it was the sword of the ancestors, It's just a sword. Could it be that no one in the sword pavilion itself can truly rise!
After everyone left, the old man with the broom was still cleaning slowly and entered the sword tomb. At the same time, the door of the sword tomb slowly closed.
There was still only the old man in the closed sword tomb. He put down the broom, then sat down and said to the empty space: "There is no one there anymore. You can show up and see him."
"It's good to know in your heart, why do you have to show up." A voice came from the void, but the old man was not surprised because this person had already talked to him.
"Who are you to that little guy? Why do you want me to help him?" the old man asked again.
"It doesn't matter who I am, it's just that if there is a cause, there will be a result. If you plant a good cause for him today, when the Sunless Sword returns, maybe he will bring back a very powerful person who can help you." Why not solve the dilemma? Besides, didn’t you see something that made you willing to bet the Wutian Sword!”
The sound of nothingness was so misty and boundless that it was impossible to find where it came from. It echoed in the sword tomb.
"It's not a gamble. If the Sword of Wutian is left in the Sword Tomb, it won't be able to exert its effect. I also have a pretty good impression of that little guy, so there's no harm in giving it to him. Just take what you said, This is a good destiny. Besides, your aura appeared the moment the sword was devouring him. If I didn't stop you, you would take action. I don't want Jiange to offend an existence like you."
The old man was still sitting there, chatting as usual, and he didn't even know who he was chatting with.
"Farewell!" A voice spat out, and wisps of breath dissipated into nothingness. In the void, there was nothing abnormal anymore. The old man knew that the man had left here.
Slowly getting up, the old man hunched over like a patient, picked up his broom and continued to sweep the sword tomb, clearing away the fragments torn apart by the sword energy.
The moved sword tomb was quiet and peaceful, and everything had returned to its former peace. However, the old man knew that after the sword left, the sword pavilion would pay much less attention to the sword tomb, and this place would be even quieter in the future.
At this time, in Sword City, where Lin Feng and Xue Biyao fought a few days ago, there were still countless people, and all of them within a radius of a hundred miles were filled with strong figures.
Night fell, and it was dark again. Just like that day, the moonlight shone down and fell on this area. However, the moonlight at this moment was not so bright, but was obscured by another kind of light.
The bright light of the Holy Immortal rushed to the sky, shining in all directions. Although it was deliberately blocked by the strong man, it still could not be concealed. The light of the Holy Immortal had lasted for several days, making the vast Sword City tremble. It was so boiling that it attracted countless powerful people to come.
This dazzling light of the Holy Immortal was all born of one person. The figure is standing on the ground at the moment, dressed in white clothes and covered with a halo of light. This is the brilliance of the Immortal, the true light of the Holy Immortal. That figure is not a woman on earth, but a fairy from heaven descending into the mortal world.
No one from Tianqiong Immortal Palace left, they gathered together. Saint Xue Biyao was called the Snow Fairy, but now, the fairy light in her body seems to be no longer so dazzling, and there is a faint tendency to be replaced by others. Under the halo of the peerless phantom shrouded in fairy light, the world will lose its luster, and people are no exception. Even the saint Snow Fairy is no longer as radiant as before.
"Even if the Holy Pill of Creation is a high-grade Holy Pill, it is not so powerful." Xue Biyao murmured. The light of the Holy Immortal lasted for several days, which was beyond the effect of the Holy Pill of Good Fortune.
"There is a mysterious power in her body that is inspired by the Holy Pill of Creation. With the help of the power of the Holy Pill of Creation, it is continuously integrated into her body, making her continuously absorb and become stronger." There was an old man beside Xue Biyao, and he said , making Xue Biyao nod slightly, she thought so too.
"That mysterious power is too powerful." Xue Biyao murmured to herself.
"Monster beasts are different from people. People need to grow step by step and become stronger. They rely on talent, persistence and understanding. But for monster beasts, talent is too important. When their talent is stimulated, they will involuntarily Growth, and as their levels increase, they may even be born with some power given by heaven and earth. There is no such thing as an unstable realm, especially for some of the royal families of the demon world." The strong man of Tianqiong Immortal Palace said, His eyes were a bit burning, Xue Linglong, the Immortal in the Snow, the king of the Snow Clan, but there was no trace of the Snow Clan in the Eight Wastelands.
"Take him away." A young man from Tianqiong Immortal Palace said indifferently, and his greed was even worse. Such a beautiful monster, even if it is just an ordinary monster, can still make people crazy.
"I think we are not necessarily the only ones who want to take it away."
At this time, in the dark, I don’t know how many strong men coveted. Xue Linglong’s identity was recognized by many strong martial artists. After all, in the past few days, the Holy Immortal Palace at the junction of Sword City and Destiny City has The light was so intense that it caused a huge stir.
If it weren't for the peerless phantom being guarded by many strong men from the rooftop, everyone would have taken action long ago. Now, the light of the Holy Immortal seems to be gradually becoming thinner, and the efficacy of the Holy Pill of Creation is about to be exhausted. A celestial demon actually consumed all the effects of the Holy Pill of Creation, which shows how terrifying potential her body has been tapped.
Time passed by, and the light gradually became thinner. At this time, a figure in black approached forward. The intention was very obvious. However, in order to avoid offending the rooftop or being recognized, the black figure covered himself in the darkness. among.
"Someone took action."
The crowd in the distance was startled, and soon they discovered that many figures in black appeared out of thin air, completely covering themselves up.
"It seems that everyone has been prepared." The Tianwu people in the distance could not take action and could only watch. Several of the people on the rooftop were very scary. If they went up, the remaining power would kill them. Tianwu , in this situation, you are not even qualified to participate.
"Buzz..." Figures flashed out one after another, all of them covering their faces, making it impossible to tell who was who.
The expressions of the strong men on the rooftop were slightly stagnant. They did not expect that Mengqing would always be here to absorb the power of the holy medicine, and they could only guard her. Now, these people who were ready to move finally couldn't hold back.
"Boom!" The void trembled, and a terrifying large handprint suddenly shot out. Finally, someone took the lead.
In an instant, a terrifying aura bloomed out crazily. Someone took the lead. In an instant, those who were coveting all flashed, aiming straight for Mengqing, whether it was Mengqing's beauty or Mengqing's identity. It was enough to make their hearts flutter.
"The monk is going to kill again." The ascetic chanted the name of Buddha, clasped his hands together, and in the void, a huge golden Buddha statue was condensed, and said solemnly: "Buddha saves all living beings!"
In an instant, the power of Buddhism bloomed. At this moment, a subtle emotion appeared in the hearts of the crowd. They felt that they were bathed in the Buddha's light. It was very warm and should not be stained with blood. The aura on their bodies seemed to be weakened.
"Save you all, I will kill you without mercy!" the ascetic monk spit out a voice, and the secret of gold bloomed at the same time. The Buddha's light turned into an indestructible golden blade, and in an instant, some low-level warriors were buried by the golden light.
"Boom!" In all directions, battles broke out instantly, and at the same time, bright sword lights shot out from the void in the distance. This time, Jiange followed the Wutian Sword for the first time. Therefore, they almost He brought some of the strongest beings in the sword pavilion and led the plan to make Lin Feng a sword slave. The older generation of sword pavilion experts were the real core!
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