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The twenty-fourth volume _ two thousand three hundred and thirty-seventh chapter: Mr.

Looking at the past, there is nothing special about the sparkling sea and the vast smoke. Of course, except for the strong sense of gravity, is the promised place really the hiding place of the Sword of Catastrophe? I deeply doubt it.

King Yuan did not appear on the surface of the sea. I noticed her aura and found that I had just sensed the slightest bit in the deep sea. It seems that the strong gravity has made the water and even the aura of Mercury become chaotic, even

This rippling sea may only be peaceful for a while.

I stood on the sea, with the fierce hot wind blowing in my face, and looked at the sky. The clouds were stretched, but the light dark clouds were gathering, making this place no longer stable. I am afraid that this place is like other active small worlds.

There will be all kinds of sudden changes in weather, such as violent storms and furious tornadoes.

As if sensing that I had arrived, the breath from the deep sea under my feet was quickly approaching me. Within a few seconds, there was a crash, and the sea surface in front suddenly exploded, and King Yuan also came to the sea surface.

I looked her up and down, she was still the same, with a look of vicissitudes of life on her face, and she was wearing a black robe that was common in King Yuan's Demonic Domain, with purple skirt and sleeves. As for her hand, she was holding a

The black long sword that is close to Baoyu Junxing.

Taking a closer look at this sword, I found that the grade of this sword seems to be no worse than that of Heavy Rain King Xing. Compared with Heavy Rain King Xing, which is known for its terror, the forging direction of this sword is completely opposite. If you look at Heavy Rain King Xing

In a violent storm, this sword will be as quiet as a quiet summer night, and it can even make people think that this sword is an ornamental object.

"The Great Ghost Emperor must have known about the origin of Baoyu Junxing from Lu Sheng, but I'm afraid the Great Ghost Emperor doesn't know about this sword yet?" As if he noticed that I was staring at her sword, the old King Yuan showed a smile.

interest.

Everyone is a swordsman who is obsessed with swords, and I also have a strong intellectual interest in her sword, so I quickly nodded and smiled: "I would like to ask the old King Yuan to clear up some doubts."

"After all, I was the one who forged Rainstorm Junxing, and I know it better than the sword in my hand, and even better than you. In order to prevent the comparison from widening, I really need to explain the sword in my hand.

"Old King Yu'an stretched out his hand and placed the sword in his hand in the air: "The original name of this sword is 'Thoughts'. Thoughts are as quiet as the tide, and thoughts are as lonely as the sword. This sword avoids the sound of the sword and suppresses the sword's intention. I thought it was

I want to forget the sword of my past love. Unfortunately, after reforging it twice, I was still not satisfied. Fortunately, many years later, I can finally put aside my distracting thoughts and forge it into what it is today when I reforged it for the third time.

It looks like it is now named 'Foreign Honor', which means saying goodbye to the past, and also means sending you into the six realms of reincarnation. I wonder if the Great Ghost Emperor is satisfied with the meaning of this sword?" King Yu'an asked.

I sneered: "Old King Yu'an is satisfied, that's the best. If it's not the farewell Junxing that sends me to reincarnation, it's the rainstorm Junxing that sends you to reincarnation. In short, death is also a beautiful thing.

relief."

"Haha...I am very satisfied with this sentence. I hope the Great Ghost Emperor will also like this sword." After King Yuan finished speaking, he slowly and gently pulled out the sword. When the sword light bloomed,

In an instant, I suddenly felt that I lost my voice for a while, and even the sword intent that I had managed to gather suddenly fell away. This sword was simply too powerful!

I took a deep breath and immediately activated the protective shield. At this time, the side effects of Xianjun Xingjian were temporarily controlled by me. I couldn't help being a little surprised and asked: "Isn't it necessary to inspire the swordsman's ultimate fighting spirit?

Why are you still using this Jiejunxing to destroy the sword's will? Isn't it going against the grain?"

The old King Yu'an smiled faintly: "If you don't die, how can you be reborn? If you can't live, what's the point of dying? Great Ghost King, I will send you on your way! The grass covering the peaks has withered, and the hundreds of flowers reflected in the distance have long since withered!"

One after another, my sword intention fell to the bottom, and with the sword song of Old Yuan Wang, the surrounding sea suddenly turned upside down, and the whole world seemed to be stirred by her fighting intention, turning into a terrifying demonic illusion!

I took a breath of cold air and avoided the sound of the sword. The sword that suppressed the sword's intention was simply unbelievably powerful. Although it was not a physical attack, these mental attacks were often the key to the master's victory. No wonder the other party would kill Heavy Rain Junxing.

I have made it clear that I have a better restraint sword, but there is no other sword to choose from to bully me!

"Blood washes the fairy mountain, the moon is faint, and the farewell songs are endless!" I sang the sword song first, and when I stretched out my hand, I pulled out the rainstorm Junxing from the space. The sword was in the dark space, as if it was given to me.

The hand of a demon was captured, and the sword made a violent whistling sound, like a man-hungry demon!

However, the opponent's Xiejunxing sword was extremely powerful. I heard the terrifying sound of the sword here, but not long after I pulled it out, I couldn't even make a sound. The sword sound of Xiejunxing had already affected the sword sound of Baoyunjunxing!

"How can we see the clouds of lovesickness, dreaming of falling into the cold rivers and lakes of Longmen!!" Wang Yu'an's sword song continued, and she said "dumb" to me. Her voice was like a turbulent sea, and her thoughts were rushing towards me like waves. This made me

I couldn’t help but be shocked!

I knew that the old King Yuan wanted to use all his strength with every sword strike. After all, this battle for her was equivalent to a fight to the death, and there was absolutely no mercy. But I didn’t expect it to be so powerful.

Therefore, her sword power continued to increase. When I started to compare, I found that she was in front of me and had already turned into a giant-like existence!

It seems that in this battle, although I don’t want to underestimate the enemy, I still felt sympathy after hearing Lu Sheng’s description and the miserable life of the old King Yuan, so that I instinctively resisted, so I gave her the fighting spirit.

Influenced by Xiejun’s deeds.

"How can I sing a Qingping tune? How many sword immortals will never return!" Only in the land of life and death can vitality be stimulated. This is absolutely true. My sword song will not stop, and the heavy rain will shake. The next moment, a black thunderstorm will appear.

It poured down suddenly, as if the whole world had evolved from huge waves to an ocean storm!

"Qingcheng Dao! Thoughts! Chaos! Chaos! Sword!!" At the same time that King Yuan finished singing my sword, the "Jie Jun Xing" also erupted with terrifying momentum. This Chaos Sword and I were in the ghost path with her before.

The ruined Immortal City on the border was struck with a sword. Although that sword was an extremely fast five-character sword song, it almost cut the entire Immortal City in half, so I know the horror of this chaotic sword of thought!

Therefore, only by fully displaying my sword song can I fight against this sword. My fighting spirit became stronger as life and death approached. I swung my long sword and roared, "No! Destroy! Sword! Song!"

"

Boom!

Almost at the same time, two continuous sound waves collided with each other. These colorful and chaotic thoughts and swords clashed with the endless sword songs, almost turning the surroundings into a disaster! But I don’t know if it is the terrain here and the

It was different outside. The collision of the two terrible attacks did not cause a space explosion, let alone piles of space fragments exploded by the collision of sword energy!

It seems that staying here during the catastrophe is probably not an accident. There must be some other reasons. From the gravity here is different from other small worlds, you can get a glimpse of the whole thing!

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Under the continuous collision, Old Yu'an Wang and I both withstood each other's sword attacks. Even several times, my protective shield was easily broken. The two of them faced off against each other, and close combat was inevitable. The Immortal Sword Song and Thought Chaos Sword are not just a simple fight on the spot!

The two sides attacked together, and the two swords inevitably crossed each other. Under the extremely high speed, our swords collided more than ten times in a short period of time. Sparks bloomed and black energy billowed! We didn't even know when the swords were hit. , I don’t even remember it, I only know how I hit the opponent!

It wasn't until the aftermath of the two swords subsided that I saw that her and my bodies were covered in bloodstains, showing the brutality of the battle just now!

"Very good. You are worthy of being a swordsman who can defeat Baili Jue. You are worthy of Lao Chan's eyes. But if you only have this ability, then no wonder Lao Chan sends you off with this move!" Old King Yu'an smiled coldly, Then, when he gently wiped the cakes with his hand, his expression suddenly became serious. Next, a sword song came like a torrential rain: "Huafa has been mourning for many years. I have been dreaming of heavy rains in Wushan. I often hear that dripping water penetrates the stone. I will never forget the torrent of cakes." You go! The beautiful road! The rainstorm goes!"


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