"Um!"
Qin Shuang nodded and gently broke away from Dan Yuewu's leg. At this time, Dan Yuewu no longer insisted on holding Qin Shuang. The wrong words of the two of them were clearly heard by the people around them. After hearing that Xu Ziyan actually Knowing the sword, and listening to Qin Shuang's wishes, only a few purple smokes could purify the sword, and everyone lost interest in the sword.
Not because I'm afraid of Xu Ziyan... Of course I'm afraid too!
But no, that does not deny the Lord’s reasons. Lord, please ask if that sword can only be purified by a saint-level monk like Xu Ziyan. In this case, let alone they can't put away the sword, even if they can put it away, if they can't purify the sword, then it can't be used. Didn't you collect a waste product
And it is not necessary to risk Mei Xuan’s life to collect waste!
At this time, Dan Yuewu realized again, even if the purple smoke can purify it, I, Qin Shuang, don't have the strength to take away the sword
He stretched out his legs to catch Qin Shuang, but saw Qin Shuang stepping forward and already standing in front of the bloody sword. He couldn't help but shouted nervously:
"Qinshuang, be careful!"
Qin Shuang turned around and waved her legs to signal Dan Yuewu not to worry, then turned around and landed on Aotian Sword again.
"Really Aotian Sword!"
Qin Shuang has seen Aotian Sword, so he naturally recognizes it. Ruming's Aotian Sword has turned into a blood sword. Exuding a strong blood demon aura. At this time, Linglong Sword had stopped buzzing, and seemed to be quietly observing Aotian Sword.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
But at that moment, the Aotian Sword started to clang. The blood in the bloody sword began to rise like blood, as if it wanted to suppress the Aotian Sword, but the Aotian Sword kept buzzing and vibrating, trying to fight for the suppression of the blood.
"That's not true..." Qin's eyes showed a look of shock.
"His intelligence has not been completely wiped out by the blood demon. There is only a trace left." Yang Linglong's voice was full of surprise: "He sensed his breath and his existence."
Qin Shuang thought for a moment and then agreed with Yang Linglong's idea. Back in the spirit world, Tianni's cultivation level at that time was very low, and it was impossible to erase powerful minds like Yang Linglong and Long Aotian. They could use formations to decontaminate and erase them.
But no, in this case, Long Aotian's sanity cannot be completely wiped out. Most of the time, Aotian Sword is just a bloody sword, and his mind is in a trance. But no, once he encounters the Linglong Sword, there is a hint of clarity in the deepest part of the trance.
"Then... what should we do now?" Qin Shuang transmitted the message into the secret.
"I stuck him next to him."
"good!"
Qin Shuang inserted the Linglong Sword next to the Aotian Sword. The Aotian Sword struggled even harder, and the blood on the sword became more turbulent. Qin Shuang took a step back and looked at the two swords quietly.
Behind Qin Shuang, the monks were also looking at the two swords, wondering what Qin Shuang was doing by inserting her sword next to the blood sword
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The sound of the Aotian Sword is getting louder and louder!
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The Linglong Sword also began to respond. The two swords resounded, and the symphonic sound went straight into the hearts of every monk, making each monk feel a feeling of meeting again after being separated for hundreds of millions of years. The urge to cry.
The hilt of the Linglong Sword was slightly bent, leaning towards the hilt of the Aotian Sword. The hilt of the Aotian Sword was also slightly bent, leaning towards the Linglong Sword. But the Aotian Sword was bending very hard, as if it was trying its best to suppress the blood color before it could move even a little bit.
Finally, the hilts of the two swords came together, and the entire space vibrated, emitting a buzzing sound, like a sad song.
"Buzz..."
The blood in the Aotian Sword wanted to spread through the hilt to the Linglong Sword, but it was suppressed by the Aotian Sword. But no, it was obvious that the Aotian Sword was suppressing it very hard, and the entire sword kept shaking and buzzing violently.
"Qin Shuang!" I don't know when, Dan Yuewu has arrived in front of Qin Shuang and whispered: "Those two swords..."
"They deny Yang Linglong and Long Aotian!" Qin Shuang said softly.
"No them!"
Danyue Wu's face showed a look of shock. Of course she knew Yang Linglong and Long Aotian. During the initial decisive battle, everyone was scattered around the huge battlefield. Yang Linglong and Long Aotian were refined into swords. , Dan Yuewu didn't know it, so she thought that Yang Linglong and Long Aotian had fallen during the war, but she didn't expect to transform into a sword.
"Wrong! No them!" Qin Shuang looked at the two swords, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
The catastrophe has only passed hundreds of thousands of years, and those great monks who died in the catastrophe also have many epic legends that they left behind in the East. At that time, Yang Linglong and He Long Aotian had also reached the realm of Tianzun. The great monks in that realm would naturally have stories spread to the east. The initial decisive battle in Bu Nao was very chaotic. No one knew that the two of them turned into swords with their bodies, and the legend did not say that the two of them died. Therefore, many monks present have heard the legend of Yang Linglong and Long Aotian. Moreover, the conversation between Dan Yuewu and Qin Shuang was not deliberately hidden, so they all heard the wrong words, and every monk had a look of shock in their eyes.
"Those two swords actually belong to Yang Linglong and Long Aotian..."
"Qin Shuang!" Yang Linglong's spiritual consciousness transmitted: "Aotian can suppress the blood demon for a moment. At that moment, I let go of the Demon Suppression Tower, and he took him into the Demon Suppression Tower, and then I looked for Zi Yan."
"Okay!" Qin Shuang's spiritual consciousness transmitted the message, and then he was ready.
"Now!"
Qin Shuang immediately relaxed his mind, and the Linglong Sword wrapped around the Aotian Sword, turned into two colors of light, and shot towards Qin Shuang, then disappeared into Qin Shuang's body and entered the Demon Suppression Tower.
"I... put it away?" Dan Yuewu said in shock.
Qin Shuang shook his head slightly and said: "Actually, should I say that the Aotian Sword was put away by the Linglong Sword. When he gets out from there, he will immediately ask Sect Leader Xu."
The surrounding monks were shocked. From Qin Shuang's mouth, they learned that Qin Shuang could contact Xu Ziyan at any time. The only trace of greed in my heart also dissipated.
"They must find a way out of there now." Dan Yuewu quickly calmed down: "Let's have a meeting, divide the monks into several small teams, and explore in all directions without blind spots."
Qinshuang looked at the jade-like reef in the center of the blood lake and said, "It's enough for our Heavenly Lord to decide. He begged to go there and have a look."
Dan Yuewu shook her head and said: "Don't bother, he has tried it before. Once he flies into the blood lake, there will be a strong suction force, making the monks fall into the lake. He finally managed to withdraw, and he couldn't do it at all. There is no way to reach the reef. Once you fall into the blood lake, it turns out that I saw it just now."
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