"Come out, come out, the Shenji Pavilion is on the list, this time it's the mountains and seas that are released!"

Sima Annan's cheerful voice came from outside the door, and a figure pushed the door.

The Shenji Pavilion Mountains and Seas List, which records the judgment of the Shenji Pavilion, shows the top 30 top powers in Great Xia in front of people, and it has not changed the list for many years since the last time, and now that the list is released, I don't know what has changed.

Everyone was curious.

No. 1 on the list of mountains and seas, His Majesty Taizu of Great Xia!

Although His Majesty Taizu is rumored to have won the Dao Immortal, the Great Xia royal family will not hold a state funeral for a day, and no one dares to remove his name from the list of mountains and seas!

The second on the list of mountains and seas, the city lord of Liuli City, and the queen of the northern ice field!

The only land god fairyland on the vast land of Shenzhou!

The master, who was originally ranked third, did not appear on the list because he returned to the Great Dao, and the rest of the top ten did not change much, only one name was added.

The fifth on the list of mountains and seas, Bai Mingxiu, the great elder of the previous generation of the Hades Sect.

"Hiding and hiding for decades, this time stealing chickens and rice, completely exposing himself to people, now the whole world knows that he is still alive, and he is comfortable. Sima Annan's words were full of schadenfreude.

Zhao Yu's eyes are also shining with cold light, he has never been a good person who repays grievances with virtue, and now that he is still alive, then someone will suffer!

All the functions of the ancient ruins system are premised on soul energy, which is destined to make every step he takes in the future, and every step he takes in the future will be full of corpses and blood.

It is worth mentioning that the younger generation, Guan Zhengqing, who monopolized the three lists, officially entered the mountain and sea list, ranking thirtieth, becoming the youngest person to enter the mountain and sea list since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty.

In fact, there is a younger one who made the Shenji Pavilion difficult, and it was divided into two sides to argue, that is, the bald Liang Po who loves cooking, and finally the master of the Shenji Pavilion spoke, and the Shenji Pavilion automatically avoided the Zhao family, the lord of the Great Xia Dynasty, Liang Po belonged to the imperial grandson Zhao Yu Wei, and was not on the list, which settled the dust on the mountain and sea list.

Gwangju, Manjian Mountain, Burial Sword Lake.

The sword qi is still fierce, but there is one more fishing figure than the previous sluggish Burial Sword Lake, there is a carriage not far away, a golden horse-shaped beast is shaking its head and looking around, the eyes are rolling around, the sharp qi of the Burial Sword Lake can be called the most in the world, for some reason, Long Xiang Xiaohuang felt extremely hungry as soon as he came here.

It wants to eat, sword!

Zhao Yu sat next to the middle-aged man, also holding a bamboo pole, pretending to learn to fish for a sword, but he was born with a weak sense of the sword, and he fished for a long time, but he still didn't touch some doorways.

He wasn't annoyed, but enjoyed it and found it interesting.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and released the sword he had just caught back into the lake, turned his head to look at Zhao Yu's eyebrows, and sighed: "I have only heard of this slaughtering holy pattern in historical materials, and now it is really better to see it than to hear it, Your Highness is really a blessing, it is the blood of the Great Dao, and it is a whole two!"

"Actually, I didn't feel any difference, but I felt that the cinnabar vertical lines were a little bright and too conspicuous. ”

Zhao Yu stared at the calm lake and said lightly.

"Your Highness really doesn't know how blessed you are, how many people dream of the blood of this avenue, especially people like us who are trapped in this hurdle. ”

It is difficult to become holy, it is difficult to go to the sky!

Even if he ranked third on the list of mountains and seas, and was known as the sword saint Murong He, who was the sharpest among the great grandmasters, he also let out a sigh!

"Then you have to have the fate to bear the cause and effect of the fall of the two saints at the same time, if I am not His Royal Highness the Emperor of Great Xia now, if it weren't for the fact that I just killed the old ancestor of the Yun Xiang clan, those old immortals who are hiding in the shadows are afraid that they can't help but snatch it. ”

Whether it was the Star Sand or the Great Dao's Blood Slaughter Holy Pattern, Zhao Yu had an infinite attraction to all the monks in the world, especially for the Great Grandmaster, he was like a bright and delicious ginseng fruit, exuding a deadly fragrance!

And it's double insurance, two chances of sanctification!

"I'm here to thank you this time, I will make up for the hundred-year heritage that you Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion has consumed. ”

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he raised his hand and pulled up the fishing rod, and a sword shadow jumped out of the lake, this bronze sword soul was ordinary, without any might, but it was tightly attached to the straight hook.

The girl, who had been fishing quietly on the edge of the lake, opened her eyes wide and looked incredulous.

"Detect that there is sword soul energy on the surface of the lake and actively gather, the system automatically absorbs, absorbs it, automatically matches the attributes of the mystery shop, the attributes meet the injection, and automatically obtains the mystery shop items, the demon blade. ”

"Demon Blade, one of the ancient weapons forged by the demonic blacksmith Abzidian, killed its forger as soon as it came out. ”

"Damage +42"

Zhao Yu, who has always been calm, also showed a look of surprise at this moment, stretched out his hand to hold the sword shadow, held it flat in front of his eyes, a misty cyan light lit up, and then gradually shrank inward, and the sword shadow on Zhao Yu's hand turned into a real bronze long sword!

The sword is blue, with a sense of crystal clarity, and under the brown hilt, the sword body is concave inward, and a large number of black runes outline it, forming a strange demonic figure, spreading its wings, lifelike.

The tyrannical, murderous aura is extinguished!

Then Zhao Yu raised his right hand and swiped it on the sword body, and the demon blade returned to the appearance of an ordinary bronze sword, and it was not powerful at all.

"Swords have spirits, such a miracle really opened my eyes, this sword seems to have a fate with His Highness, His Highness take it away. Sword Saint Murong He hid the horror in his eyes, and when he saw that Zhao Yu was leaving, he got up to see off the guests.

Zhao Yu nodded, holding the bland bronze sword in his hand and walked back to the carriage, the expression on his face was a little strange and excited, he didn't sense any sword at all, he just took back the fishing rod because he was leaving, but he didn't expect the system to give him such a big gift.

In other words, this sword, the willing one takes the bait!

Liang Po drove away from Wanjian Mountain in a carriage, and a standard of ghostly wings was already waiting at the bottom of the mountain.

Suddenly, the sword roar in the Burial Sword Lake on the top of the mountain was loud, and the sword aura was full of energy, and the girl who had been fishing by the lake finally caught a sword!

A three-rank sword!

The girl turned her gaze to the middle-aged man, and her clear eyes seemed to be talking.

Murong He understood what she meant, nodded, and said: "Go down the mountain, you can enter the capital with that highness, I used the hundred years of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion to form this good fate with him, I didn't know whether it was a profit or a loss, but just now, he fished away the only nine-grade sword soul in our Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Burial Sword Lake Center for countless years!

All the swords buried in the Burial Sword Lake are after the death of the sword cultivator, and its sword Dao soul is condensed and flying, and the sword soul is the Dao soul, with the first product as the most, the ninth product as the last, the fifth grade Dao soul under the cultivation of the Dao realm is difficult, and the third grade Dao soul is difficult to enter the great master.

Although the first-grade sword soul is extremely precious and can be called a rare encounter in thousands of years, it has been accumulated over countless years, and there are still so many of them, but this nine-grade Dao sword, the center of the Burial Sword Lake is such a one, which is erected in the center of the lake on weekdays, and it is extremely arrogant.

You must know that if you can step into the land fairy realm with the soul of the Nine Rank Dao, so that this sword is worshiped by ten thousand swords in the middle of the lake, then how rebellious the owner of this sword should be during his lifetime!

When he just left, Long Xiao Huang took advantage of Zhao Yu's inattention and bit on the bronze sword, but the sharp fangs bit the inconspicuous bronze sword, but his eyes were bursting, knowing that he didn't get any benefits, he shook his head as if nothing had happened.

The dignified Xiao Huang will not let people know that he is suffocating on a sword.