Xiao Kongtong usually appears as one of the eight acquaintances, with a huge hatred value. It is unlikely that he will form an alliance with Huang Quan and kill Jiang Buyi together - it's too cheap!

If Rao Yaoyao sees the Eight Masters coming, he will either run away or go crazy and chase him.

Facing Sword Master Rao, Xiao Kongtong will inevitably reveal his secret.

This will most likely turn into a fight between ancient sword cultivators.

However, there was not much remaining ancient sword cultivator aura in the Zhenhuang Palace, and there were no traces of bilateral fighting.

Therefore, the second true form boldly speculates that the person who has overcome the tribulation in the far north is Mr. Siren!

That is, my own people!

To sum up, the second real body cut off one of its arms early, transformed into a human, and headed to the north.

The purpose is naturally to invite this giant Buddha here.

He remembered that Mr. Siren was a semi-saint, and if he could survive a holy tribulation first, he would be canonized immediately.

As long as this Buddha of the West can be invited to the battlefield to bear the two subsequent thunder tribulations...

enemy?

What to be afraid of!

Number Two has vast magical powers and boundless power. To describe him with the seventy-two transformations, he is a bit weak.

But there is no reason for ancient sword cultivators!

Wasn't it true that the Eight Masters were also on the inner island of the Void Island when Taixu entered, and later became the Masters of the Black and White Dual Veins?

The proud work of the Taoist Palace Master, the ashes-level ancient sword Xiu Meisi from the previous era...

If these two sides really come to blows, the Second Mami doesn't know who will win and who will lose.

But we have to find the only person in this Zhenhuang Palace who has hope of winning Number Two.

The second real body knows that it will never be the original Xu Xiaoshou after he wakes up. It must be the person from the far north who survived the triple holy tribulation!

"Buddha bless you, I hope your speculation will not be wrong."

"You must be my Mr. Siren!"

…

boom!

The place in the far north of Zhenhuang Palace.

The Holy Tribulation violently struck down, and the Meisi people, who were covered in blood, struck one sword after another, and their fighting spirit became more and more high amidst the thunder.

“Come and enjoy!”

The triple holy calamity did not kill him here, but it restricted the path of the Meisi people.

At this time, the semi-saint figure above Mei Siren's head had already absorbed the power of the Holy Tribulation.

As he said, if you want to be canonized, it only takes a moment.

It was not easy to deal with Jiang Buyi's Three Tribulations. After the Mei Si people faced him, they couldn't suppress their own Holy Tribulation no matter how much they tried to do so.

Since you can't hold it back, just let it go completely!

Anyway, after accepting Xu Xiaoshou as his disciple, Mei Si knew that he was destined to join the game, and it didn't matter whether he could be canonized or not. It was only a matter of time.

The only pity is that the leisurely time will be gone forever.

But being canonized in the face of the three calamities is also the dream of those with profound knowledge.

It should be noted that the original purpose of the existence of the Three Tribulation Difficulties of the Lei clan was not for war, but for geniuses to make better breakthroughs under the holy calamity.

Of course, few people in the world can survive the triple holy calamity.

But if there is really someone who can survive the three holy tribulations with Taixu and be canonized as a saint, his future combat power will be far more than three times that of ordinary semi-saints.

"Come!"

"Be stronger!"

Mei Siren slashed with the spiritual sword in his hand, looking proud, and struck down hundreds of thunderbolts again.

Soon.

He felt that the time was coming.

Void Island is indeed the place where he can be sanctified, and this has become a fact that cannot be suppressed.

Jiang Buyi's goal both succeeded and failed.

Although he has summoned the triple holy tribulation, he will also fulfill himself!

A holy tribulation has passed.

The Meisi people don’t want to be canonized yet.

With his semi-saint status almost bursting at the seams, his only thought was to provoke Holy Tribulation to make him stronger again.

At the end of the day, crush it completely and become a saint with great force!

At that time, with just one dash, he could even touch the threshold of the Holy Emperor.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the status of a Holy Emperor.

There must be...

Half Saint is just a springboard.

Taixu breaks through a big realm, and the one who breaks through should be the Holy Emperor of the Tenth Realm. This is the only thing that all those who have accumulated a lot of experience want!

"Snapped!"

However, the thunder struck down again. Mei Si was strong, but the second-grade spiritual sword in his hand broke into pieces and exploded because he could not resist it.

This change made the old swordsman feel confused, and his body was instantly burnt to death by the holy calamity.

However, relying on the sword elephant, he stood firm and motionless.

"Bai Xi..."

Looking at the white spiritual sword with only the hilt left in his hand, Mei Siren had a trace of nostalgia and regret in his eyes.

This is the spiritual sword given to him by his lover when he was young and wandering around the world. From the seventh grade to the current second grade, it has reached its end.

The name of the sword is the name of the person, and they are all thoughts of the deceased.

Mei Siren has been famous for so long that since he no longer needs to draw a sword, the world has forgotten the name of the sword he used to carry.

The world's only impression of the old swordsman's weapons is plum blossoms and paper fans.

But people in Meisi always remember it.

The sword of Baixi is not necessary if you don't want to use it.

This sword represents the past and longings. Just brush it frequently to keep it away from dust. Don’t be afraid of damage when using it.

I originally thought that during this moment of transcending tribulation, I could be canonized together with my late lover.

I never thought that he, the Mei Si people, could do this, but for a second-grade spiritual sword, this requirement was a bit too demanding.

"Feel sorry……"

The holy calamity falls again.

Mei Si was indifferent, and with a twist of his fingertips, fragments of the broken sword came out, all of which were hidden in his sleeves.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the holy calamity facing him, and softly ordered:

"Wait!"

With the sword in his head, the world seemed to stop and time seemed to freeze.

The holy calamity is about to begin, but with these words, it really will never fall again.

Mei Siren looked back and sighed, and his eyes slowly became determined.

Ancient sword cultivators cannot be canonized without using swords.

Now that the Baixi River has been cut off, it is like obsession turning into the wind, blowing back into the past.

The deceased is gone.

As a stranger, you must also look towards the road ahead.

Mei Siren slowly pulled out a simple sword box from the ring and opened it slowly.

Inside, there is a magnificent purple-red three-foot sword. The sword aura is very fierce and the sword radiance is exposed.

It's not at all like the sword that Mei Si's character should possess.

"The city was given to me, where are you now?"

Mei Siren let out a long sigh and gently grabbed the purple-red three-foot sword.

The three-foot long sword made a loud buzzing sound.
To be continued...