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Chapter Fourteen No Sky (1)

After waking up, Liu Dao saw a large golden elixir sitting in his Dantian, which was constantly rotating and absorbing the cyclonic spiritual consciousness of the surrounding aura, and his heart suddenly became excited.

"Oops, this magical elixir is too powerful, and you haven't completely refined it." The voice of the sword spirit suddenly came from the mind.

"You bastard...amp;%#@amp;..." Liudao suddenly cursed in his heart when he heard this, and asked: "What should we do? There won't be any problems, right?"

"That's not true. After all, it is a divine elixir. However, it will be a bit troublesome for you to condense the Nascent Soul in the future." Sword Spirit pondered, "Now, you have not completely refined the divine elixir, so naturally you will not be able to refine it."

It is impossible to break the pill and turn it into a baby."

"You should tell me quickly, what on earth am I going to do!" Liu Dao roared anxiously. It took a lot of effort to cultivate, but you can't just belch halfway.

"The only way is to cultivate another golden elixir. Otherwise, we will have to wait until you refine the divine elixir to condense the Nascent Soul again." Sword Spirit said.

"You..." Liudao heard the words and was about to roar, but he was startled when he heard two sounds breaking through the air, and then saw two figures coming through the air.

These two people were none other than Wu Shen and Bi Xue. They were extremely fast and flew through the air. Their rapid speed did not make any sound.

"I knew you two were masters, but I still couldn't sense your cultivation." Seeing the two of them coming in front of him, Liu Dao said with a smile.

Wu Shen laughed loudly and said: "Brother is indeed extraordinary. At such a young age, he can actually control such a majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he even possesses a divine weapon. I am so envious of me."

Liu Dao's face darkened, and he was horrified. He had never taken out the Heaven-defying Sword. How did the other party know about it? He raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Brother is joking, how can I have a magical weapon! Haha~~~"

"Little brother of Six Paths, don't worry. I have no intention of snatching the artifact, and even if I kill my little brother, I still won't be able to stop the artifact. How can I do such a thankless thing?" Wu Shen saw.

Liudao's face turned gloomy and he quickly explained.

"Well?" Liu Dao didn't believe it when he heard this.

"He's right! Even if he kills you, he can't keep the Heaven-Defying Sword." The voice of the sword spirit came in my mind, "All artifacts have spirits, and they will choose their own master. Unless his strength exceeds the artifact,

Otherwise, if I leave, no one can leave me behind even in heaven." Sword Spirit's tone was a bit arrogant.

"Yeah! But I'd better be careful!" Liudao nodded after hearing this, then looked at Wushen and said, "Brother, don't blame me, I have no choice but to do it."

"Brother, you're welcome. If I really wanted to snatch your artifact, I would do it while you were unconscious. Why wait until now?" Wu Shen shook his head. He knew that Liu Dao still didn't believe him, but he also knew that this was human nature.

After all, even in the heavenly realm, few people can own a divine weapon, let alone in this world of cultivation.

"Brother..." Liu Dao's face turned red when he heard this. He almost forgot that his life was saved by the other party. If he really robbed him of his divine weapon, he would not wait until he recovered from his injuries.

"Haha! Brother, there is no need to say more. I have selfish motives for saving you." Wu Shen smiled and shook his head, and then said seriously: "I have something to ask my brother, but this matter is a bit dangerous. You can consider it yourself!"

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