Seeing that He Qiu hated that he had woken up, Xu Haisheng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as He Qiu hated nothing, now Xu Haisheng didn't have much expectation for the sword, He Qiu hated was the treasure of the Sword Gate.

"Where's my sword?" Qiu asked resentfully, waking up.

"Ancestor and I'm here!" the white-bearded old man snorted.

"This matter, Ancestor, I will play for a few days first, and then I will change it to you. ”

Qiu wanted to refuse any resentment, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

Although Mr. Qiu can control the lethality of the sword with any complaint, but with a white beard in the old man's hands, this spiritual connection is not very useful, because Mr. Qiu and the old man are too different from the old man to repair any complaints.

"Okay, don't worry, the Ancestor won't want anything from you. Xu Haisheng could only explain to the old man, although he was not satisfied with the old man's approach.

"But this is mine! Mr. Qiu is very worried that some resentment will cause the ink color in his heart, after all, this is a sword, and in the entire five realms, I am afraid there is only one.

Xu Haisheng shook his head and said, "Don't you know whether it's good or bad?"

"You know, my child, you are lucky to have survived the destruction of Heaven. The old man with the white beard said this suddenly, which made him wonder why he was complaining about Autumn.

He complained and asked, "My seniors, was the punishment on the last day suppressed by you old men?"

He Yanqiu's meaning is very clear, that is, he can survive the robbery, and the old man's contribution is huge.

The white-bearded old man said with a smile. "You don't have to pat me on the back, although my grandfather is strong, he doesn't know how to survive this robbery, otherwise, you would think it's good, why did my grandfather make a sword himself?"

Listening to the old man's explanation, he immediately frowned.

Is it because of the heavenly sword?

Because he complained about Qiu, these nine heavenly punishments were strong enough, but the old man still said that the strength was not enough, why?

The white-bearded old man explained, "I still don't understand, but I don't understand until I see your sword" It's different from what I thought, but what's the difference" I don't know?

He muttered a little in his heart, if he guessed correctly, it must be because of the Tongtian Sword. Perhaps this sword that kills God can buy a sword that kills God, partly because it swallows the sword that kills God.

"Ancestors, I have long known that the power of Heavenly Punishment in this regard has been greatly weakened, but I have never had a chance to see it. It wasn't until I saw it today that I realized that we were truly separated from Wonderland.

He complained: "Why" is it because there is no Heavenly Dafa?

The white-bearded old man nodded and said, "You can say that, but it's not entirely true, now I'll explain it to you, you certainly don't understand I don't want to explain it to you, my grandfather." ”

Just as he was thinking about why he was complaining about autumn, a thunderstorm suddenly fell from the sky and triumphant. Without warning, it hit the white-bearded man directly.

The strength of the white-bearded old man finally appeared, and even if the thunder and thunder were fast, they still couldn't escape the old man's consciousness in the end.

"Hmph! It's just that this punishment wants to deal with me!

The white-bearded old man waved his hand directly, and several golden lamps appeared, blocking the golden lightning and thunder.

This inexplicable thunder and lightning made him complain that Mr. Qiu couldn't help but shudder, and then walked away from the old man a few steps.

"Well, you little bastard, if it weren't for you, how could I have been punished by God?"

He complained, "Seniors, what do you mean by that?"

。 The white-bearded old man directly put away God's sword, and God complained that Autumn killed Heaven He complained about Autumn's eyebrows, and then the old man said:

"Do you think punishment can be so disturbing?" "The ancestors have locked the laws of heaven and earth on this land for your sake, and they may be punished by heaven at any time, and that is the punishment just now!"

The white-bearded old man spoke briskly and without any emotion, but he listened like thunder to his reasons for complaining about autumn.

If what the old man said was true, then why did he complain that Qiu's sacrifice was too great?

"Stinky boy, you don't have to thank my grandfather. Who made my grandfather owe you the favor of the Heavenly Sword Sect? Give it back to you. ”

He complained that Mr. Qiu was a little puzzled and curious, and asked, "My seniors, aren't you disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

The white-bearded old man snorted and said, "You can say yes or no. "In any case, the old man never admits it.

After some explanation, he complained that Mr. Qiu finally understood that the white-bearded old man did not actually belong to Tianjianmen, but by coincidence, he learned the skills of Tianjianmen and accepted the kindness of Tianjianmen's ancestors. Therefore, he promised his ancestors that he would live in these 10,000 spire towers in return.

It is the so-called ancestors of the predecessors who planted the trees, and the descendants who took advantage of the shade, complained that autumn was also the ancestor of a generation of shade.

"Well, don't talk too much nonsense. "Come with me grandpa, your child!"

The white-bearded old man immediately raised his grumbling collar without complaint, and then disappeared in the midst of the grumbling. By the time he answered, he had already traveled tens of thousands of miles.

"Old Ancestor, I have already felt some Fire Spirit Beads from you. When you come here, are you supposed to keep the dryad at bay with you?" the white-bearded old man opened his mouth lightly to explain why he was complaining about Autumn.

He complained that Qiu hadn't even thought about it. The white-bearded old man knew he could only nod.

"My seniors.

The darkness on the side poured into Autumn Hat's eyes. Resentful Qiu's consciousness had spread rapidly, his body was still sinking, and Resentful Qiu's emotions had stabilized again, but he didn't dare to have any concerns.

"Bad boy, there's something you like down there, hey, my ancestors, I've got to go to bed before I wake up and talk!"

A subtle point of light suddenly appears in the distant eyes of the dissatisfied autumn, this light takes you to magnify, why are you complaining about the movement of the autumn heart, and then wait for him to take action, this distant point of light is like a collapsed space, rapidly expanding, and then he will drown the whole person in the autumn, he will not be able to cope with the autumn, and even the body is out of control.

Standing in place again, the resentment in his eyes is already a new world, a **, rain and snow poured down from the sky, leaving only the soil under the feet of autumn How resentful.

The only soil that is disappearing is also disappearing. He complained that the flight in the autumn was about to take off, and his eyes became extremely cautious.

A huge black shadow quickly approached from the far underwater distance, and he complained that he was locked in by a huge breath. He had nowhere to run because his head was already mesmerized by ice crystals.

The shadow was getting closer, and the breath was more terrifying than its number. Why do you put the sword monster on the autumn sword? Why do you shoot the shadow of the shadow?

At that moment, the sword light passed through the sky, pierced the water waves, hit the huge black shadow, and then there was no movement, as if penetrating the black hole.

"Scream!"

A huge column of water shot directly out of the shadow of the water droplets, and the speed of the water column was terrifying.

He complained that Aki's face had become very serious, and then he reached out and a sword appeared in front of him, blocking the water column.

This huge reasoning surprised him greatly, but after all, he still couldn't hurt him.

The dark shadow of the water droplets is getting closer and closer, and the grandeur of the atmosphere makes the pressure of resentment drop.

(End of chapter)