Chapter 4909

Sword matchless did not interrupt his memory. He felt that there was a connection between them.

He gasped for a moment, then continued, "I was alone, wandering among the regions of the sky, and I came to a region of the sky with abundant vitality. There I saw a potential immortal Yan, who opened a Taoist field, preached scriptures and discussed Taoism. I also sat down and listened to the Tao, and soon immersed myself in his argument."

"He assured us that as long as he joined his seat, the top cultivation with strange talents will inevitably ascend to the position of Yan Xian within a Chinese year. Even if it is not the top cultivation, it will produce immortal roots and reach unimaginable heights within a few Chinese years."

"Under that forum, there were more than 100000 top practices with him, and I was one of them."

"I thought this was a road with a bright future, but I never thought that this road of practice would ruin me."

At this point, the sword unparalleled and others have been able to guess.

He must be the dark robed great Yan Xian Youyun in the mouth of this top practitioner. He wandered among the heaven, opened up a Taoist field, and attracted waves of top practitioners and even Yan Xian to follow him.

Then he took him to his nest and sucked the source, so as to strengthen himself.

Naturally, the result is just like what jianwushuang thought. After Youyun brought them back here, he exposed his tusks, bound them and sucked the source, but the process is even more cruel.

"After the old dog brought us here, he no longer hid it. He directly divided us into three, six, nine and so on."

"The lowest class, with a huge base of tens of thousands, the old dog slaughtered them directly, made every friar into a soul Po and distributed it to middle-level friars for their absorption."

"After the middle-level monks were forced to suck these soul poisons, their strength has been rapidly improved. However, the top monks of the highest level are waiting for them."

"The old dog did the same, slaughtered all the middle-level friars, made a soul Po and provided it to the top friars of the highest level."

"And I, because of my strange talent, was divided into the highest level. I have to suck 100000 souls every 10000 years."

"During this period, my realm increased greatly and successfully broke through to Yanxian. There were more than 50 people in the same situation as me."

"However, what is waiting for us is a more cruel thing. Only then did I know that even if I became Yan Xian, it was just a chess piece."

His eyes showed a touch of bitterness. At the same time, the immortal body was drying up quickly and was about to die.

"After becoming Yanxian, I thought I had the ability to compete with him. Unexpectedly, there was still no way to return to heaven. He made futons for all of our more than 50 Yanxian and sucked our Xianyuan day and night."

"This situation has lasted for several years. Anyone who has been drained of the immortal source has been made into a dead immortal slave for him to drive, and there will be no return."

"In order not to be made a slave by him, I ate the rest of the Xianyuan of Yanxian crazily and lived until the end, and I escaped from the devil's cave when he left."

"I wanted to stay away from this place completely, but I didn't expect that my fairy source had been completely broken and there was no possibility of survival. If I hadn't met an adult today, I'm afraid I couldn't say all these words."

When he said this, he was already weak and gradually disappeared.

"This old man is really an animal. He buried so many top repairs for nothing just for himself. It's time to cut him!"

Fengshan said with hate, and then looked coldly at the special sun.

"You see what I do, I just don't have any intersection with him, but I've heard something," Shu Yang quickly explained. "You don't see that guy. Even I have to start."

"Then why are you in the same camp?" Feng Shan asked again.

Shu Yang's face was a little embarrassed, and then he said, "I'm sorry I have no comment, but since that Youyun dares to do it to me, I want him to die under my gun!"

Feng Shan sniffed and stopped talking. In his opinion, even Shu Yang's all-out efforts can't compare with the unparalleled hand of the sword.

Jian Wushuang squatted down slowly, looked at Yan Xian in front of him and said, "I'm tired for so long. It's time to have a good sleep."

Reluctantly opened his shriveled eyelids and Yan Xian smiled, "thank you, sir. It's time to have a good sleep. I haven't had a good sleep since the day I found my Shiniang. Now I can finally sleep..."

"What's the name of your door?" Jian Wushuang asked softly, which was entirely on his whim.

It seemed that he was opening his dusty memory. Finally, he said slowly, "my Lord, it's called Shangqing Pavilion. It's located in Qingzhou in a very distant sky. The scenery is very good. Shifu and Shiniang are very good to me. It's a pity that they can't see their last side after all."

After saying this last sentence, the Yan immortal finally fell, and the immortal body that had long been unable to support turned directly into a dead bone and dispersed with the wind.

Sword matchless moved in his heart, and the original calm state of mind seemed to think of the past.

The girl who did things rashly, boldly and carefully walked out of Qingzhou and went to Damian with him and Diqing.

Her name is xiqingchi. She is the daughter of the patriarch in the Shangqing Pavilion.

At present, the dead Yan Xian is also one of the twelve disciples in the Shangqing Pavilion.

Everything seems to be such a coincidence, but it seems to be in the dark.

Sword matchless sighed, and then saw the jade slip the size of a finger in the dead bone.

He raised his hand and picked up the jade slip. He saw that the word "shuhuan" was engraved on it. After several years, it was still new.

Perhaps this jade is the identity of the dead Yan Xian. He must have supported him when he was suffering. It should be the Shangqing pavilion where he practiced martial arts and sat when he was young.

With the jade slips in his arms, the sword turned and looked at the dilapidated hall located in the deepest part of the Heishan mountains.

"Boom!"

The main hall was broken, and the whole mountain couldn't bear the power, so it collapsed.

Led by the unparalleled sword, Shu Yang and Feng Shan made every effort to bombard either side of the hall.

"Beast, get out of here and die!"

Fengshan explodes and drinks. The extremely violent attacks easily smash any visible object.

Sword matchless, holding an invisible sword, walked step by step to the dark hall in front.

In front of the dark hall, under the huge and towering black pine tree, there are more than ten broken immortal bodies. When you look at it, there is silence and desolation everywhere.