Jian Wubei finally took a look at the sword tomb, only to see that the old man cleaning the sword tomb was carrying a broom and began to clean it. Perhaps, the birth of Wutian sword is nothing different to him.
The body trembled slightly, and the sword was not sad. After all, he left with the elders of other families. There was a sense of sadness in his heart. The huge sword Pavilion, however, pinned all his hopes on a sword. Even if it was the sword of the ancestors, it was only a sword. Can no one really rise in the sword Pavilion itself!
When all the people left, the old man with the broom was still slowly cleaning and entering the sword tomb. At the same time, the gate of the sword tomb was slowly closed.
There was still only an old man among the closed sword tombs. He put down his broom, then sat down and said to the empty space, "there is no one left. You can show up."
"If you know it in your heart, why do you have to show up?" There was a voice coming out of nothingness, but the old man was not surprised because he had already talked to him.
"Who are you with that little guy, why should I help him?" The old man asked again.
"It doesn't matter who I am. It's just that you plant good reasons for him today. When the sword of heaven returns in the future, you may bring back a very strong one. You can help you solve your difficulties. Why not do it? Besides, you see something, so you are willing to bet on the sword of heaven free!"
The sound of nothingness is so vague that we can't find where it comes from and echoes in the sword tomb.
"Not to mention gambling, the sword of heaven will stay in the sword tomb, and it will not play its role. I have a good impression of that little guy. What's the matter if I give it to him? You can plant a good fate as you say. Besides, when the sword devours him, your breath will appear. If I don't stop it, you will do it. I don't want the sword pavilion to offend your existence."
The old man was still sitting there, chatting as usual. He didn't even know who he was talking to.
"Goodbye!" The old man knew that the man had left here.
Slowly climbed up, the old man bent his body, like a patient, picked up his broom, continued to clean the sword grave, clean up those pieces torn by the sword spirit.
The sword tomb moved to is quiet and peaceful. Everything has returned to the past calm. However, the old man knows that after the sword leaves, the sword Pavilion will pay less attention to the sword tomb. After that, it will be more peaceful.
At this time, in the sword City, where Lin Feng and Sprite Yao fought a few days ago, there were still countless crowds. All the places within a hundred Li radius were all strong figures.
Night falls, and it is night again. As on that day, the moonlight falls and falls in this area. However, the moonlight at this moment is not so bright, but is covered by another light.
The bright light of Saint immortal rushed to the sky, shining in all directions. Although it was deliberately blocked by the strong, it still could not be covered up. The light of Saint immortal has lasted for several days, which makes the vast sword City boiling, attracting many strong people to come.
This bright light of the saint is all born of one person. The figure is standing on the ground at the moment, wearing white clothes and winning the snow. There is a group of halo on the body. This is the glory of the immortal. The true light of the immortal is that the figure is not a woman in the world, but a fairy in the sky.
The people in the celestial palace haven't left. They gather together. The saint sprite Yao is called the snow fairy. But now, the fairy light on her body seems to be no longer so dazzling. There is a trend of being replaced by others. Under the aura of the immortal light, the world will lose its luster. People are no exception, even the saint snow fairy No longer as radiant as before.
"Even if it is a top-grade elixir, it is not so powerful." The sprite Yao murmured, and the light of the immortal lasted for a whole few days, which was beyond the effect of the divine elixir.
"There is a mysterious power in her body that is inspired by the divine elixir of creation. With the help of the power of the divine elixir, she is constantly absorbed and strengthened." There is an old man beside sprite Yao. She says it and makes sprite Yao nod slightly. She thinks so.
"That mysterious force is too strong." Sprite Yao murmured to herself.
"Monsters are different from people. People need to grow step by step and become stronger and stronger. They rely on talent, persistence and understanding. However, as for monsters, talent is too important. When their talent is inspired, they will grow up involuntarily. With the improvement of their level, they may even give birth to some power given by heaven and earth. There is no saying that the realm is unstable at all This is especially true for some demon Kingdom families. " The strong man of the celestial Palace said, his eyes were a bit hot. The snow was exquisite, and the fairy in the snow was the king of the snow family. However, in the eight barren land, there was no trace of the snow clan.
"Take him." A young man in the sky said coldly, the color of greed is even worse. Such a beautiful monster, even if it is just a common demon, is also maddening.
"I don't think it's just us who want to take it."At this time, in the dark, I don't know how many powerful people covet. Xue Linglong's identity has been recognized by many people who respect martial arts. After all, in recent days, the light of saints at the junction of sword city and destiny city is too strong, causing a great sensation.
If it was not for the protection of many powerful people on the rooftop around the body of the peerless phantom, I am afraid that people would have already done so. Now, the light of the holy immortal seems to be gradually becoming thinner, and the efficacy of the natural alchemy elixir will be exhausted. It can be seen how terrifying potential of her body has been tapped out.
As time went by, the light gradually became thinner and thinner. At this time, a figure in black approached with obvious intention. However, in order to avoid offending the roof or being recognized, the shadow covered itself in the darkness.
"Someone's doing it."
The crowd in the distance was startled, and then they found that many figures in black appeared out of thin air and completely covered themselves up.
"It seems to have been prepared." Tianwu people in the distance can't do it. They can only watch. There are several people in the rooftop who are very terrible. If they go up, Yu Wei can kill them. Tianwu, on this occasion, is not even qualified to participate.
"Hum" a line of figures flicker out, all will mask the face, not clear who is who.
The strong men on the rooftop looked a little sluggish. They didn't expect that the dream would always absorb the power of the holy medicine here, and they could only guard it around. Now, these people who are ready to move can't help it.
"Boom The void trembled, and a terrible fingerprint suddenly exploded out. Finally, someone took the lead.
In an instant, the breath of terror bloomed wildly, and some people took the lead. In an instant, those who had coveted the heart all twinkled. The goal was to go straight to the dream. Whether it was the beauty of the dream or the identity of the dream, it was enough to make them excited.
"The monk is going to kill again." The ascetic monk praised the Buddha and put his hands together. In the void, a huge golden Buddha statue was condensed and formed. He said solemnly, "Buddha is the Buddha of all living beings."
In an instant, the profound power of Buddhism and Taoism bloomed. At this moment, a subtle emotion appeared in the hearts of the crowd. They felt that they were bathed in the light of the Buddha. They were warm and should not be stained with blood. Their breath seemed to be weakened.
"Let's go beyond you. There's no mercy for killing you!" The ascetic monk uttered a voice, and the profound meaning of gold bloomed at the same time. The light of Buddha turned into an invincible gold blade. In an instant, a low-level warrior worshiper was buried by the golden light.
"Boom!" In all directions, the battle broke out in an instant. At the same time, bright swords shot from the void in the distance. This time, the sword Pavilion followed the sword without heaven for the first time. Therefore, they almost brought some of the strongest existence of the sword Pavilion. They led this time to make Lin Feng a strong one in the old generation of sword slave plan, the real core!
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