After the six people retreated, the owner of the museum was still angry. He looked at the starry sky above his head, and the anger in his chest seemed to gradually calm down like a sea wave (
.o.
Every time he wanted to think about something, he would look up at the sky.
Suddenly, he thought of something, turned his palm, and a dark ancient sword appeared in his hand. The scarf was engraved with strange magic patterns, and there was a trace of dark magic, like a peerless weapon pulled out of the blood prison.
"A mere magic sword actually confuses the disciples of my martial arts school." The owner looked at the magic sword and snorted coldly. He held the hilt of the sword with his palm and a ray of pure white light jumped into the magic sword.
"Beng!" The master of the hall clenched the hilt of the sword, and when the word "Beng" fell, he suddenly clenched his fingers, preparing to destroy the magic sword.
Just then——
"Are you really going to destroy me?" A strange voice came into the ears of the owner.
This voice is full of temptation, as if it is the closest lover whispering in your ear
The owner of the museum raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "You are about to die and you still want to seduce me into becoming a demon. You are just doing what you want and you are not overestimating your abilities!"
Fingers clenched tightly
A turbulent and vast power shook the hilt of the sword. However, the simple and dark hilt did not directly shatter into slag as the owner thought. Instead, there was no damage at all.
"Huh?" The owner was startled.
"Chu Xiangtian, you have been practicing for two thousand years. Aren't you lonely? Your favorite wife dies of old age in front of you, but you can't do anything. Don't you blame yourself?" The strange sound in this magic sword is like a magic sound.
lingering in the owner's ears
The owner of the museum stared angrily and said: "How outrageous!"
"It's not that people can't be resurrected after death. You've been wanting to reach the Heavenly Secret Realm for so many years. You didn't just want to peek into the Heavenly Secrets and find out how to resurrect people. Believe me, as long as you are willing..."
This voice seemed to be hypnotic, with strange sound waves rushing towards the owner's ears.
The anger on the museum owner's face disappeared little by little, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes. He couldn't help but said: "Can you revive me?"
As soon as these words are asked, it seems to determine the outcome.
"I am the sword of the great demon 'Abbas'. As long as you surrender to the great demon 'Abbas', you can get everything in the world and resurrect the mere human beings. It's just a matter of a snap of your fingers." The magic sword slowly floated in the pavilion.
In front of the Lord, strands of dark evil energy emanated from the scarf, shining with magnificent light.
The owner of the museum looked confused, as if he had become a servant of the devil.
From the hilt of this simple magic sword, a strange magic fly shot out and printed it on the forehead of the museum owner.
Seeing that the magic seal was about to fall, the confusion in the owner's eyes suddenly disappeared, revealing his clarity. With disdain, he turned his head to avoid the magic fly and sneered: "It turns out to be the sword of the Great Demon God 'Abbes'. Turn around."
Check the history books to see if there is a way to dissolve you." As he said this, he picked up the magic stalk with one palm.
…
Star Pavilion, seventeenth floor
Tang Lin stood on the wooden stake to exercise his body skills. After practicing hard for a while, he still couldn't feel any progress. Tang Lin knew that if he just practiced hard here for the past three months, he would never make any progress.
If you want to improve yourself, the fastest way is undoubtedly to fight!
A dangerous battle, a desperate battle!
Only in this way can the potential of the human body be stimulated
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and he left the Star Pavilion and came outside the White Jade Square. He looked down at the Demon Realm below, gritted his teeth, and jumped down.
Whoosh!
Tang Lin's body fell like a cannonball
If anyone saw Tang Lin's suicide-like behavior, they would definitely exclaim.
You know, Xingge is hundreds of miles in the sky!
What is the concept of falling from a height of hundreds of miles?
Tang Lin immediately felt that his whole body was wrapped in a strong gravitational force, falling like a stone. His eyes flashed, his back turned hard, and his body turned over in the air, immediately taking away some of the force of the fall.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
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