The whole black hall is solemn and majestic, which invisibly makes people feel urgent.

On the huge seat in the depths, a thin figure sat down, his height was not as high as that of an ordinary woman, but his body was full of unparalleled strength, giving people the feeling of being like a towering mountain.

"Twenty percent of the benefits...... Shoot alone......" a slightly sharp murmur, echoing in the air, "It seems that Xuanyun Old Pifu is determined to succeed this time." However, it is also time for the Sword Sect to fall. ”

He looked up, his slender face looked extremely funny under the crown of gods on his head, but no one had ever dared to show it in front of him. for those who do this are already dead.

"Replying to the Infinite Sword Sect, my Divine Sect agreed to his request, and all the agreements remained unchanged for the time being. ”

......

"Xuanyun Ancestor, what kind of confidence do you have, you are not afraid of the backlash of the Sword Sect. On the floating island, the old man in white frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful look, "Could it be that there is really a problem with the cultivation of the sword without a way?"

After a long time, he shook his head, his expression calming down. No matter what it was, the conditions given by the Infinite Sword Sect were sufficient.

Then you might as well keep reading and improvise.

......

A man with an upper body, standing on the top of the vast mountain, every bulging muscle on his body is like steel.

He was motionless, but there was a terrifying aura that emanated on its own, as if it was about to break the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, the corners of the man's mouth curled, revealing a deep mockery, "The survival of the Sword Sect, what does it have to do with my Hundred Beast Dao? Send a message to the Infinite Sword Sect and send a piece of Chaos Dark Iron, and my Hundred Beast Dao can continue to support them!"

......

Forces from all sides have responded, and there is already a dark tide surging under the calm.

The catastrophe is coming!

......

The weather is sunny and the sun shines through the thin clouds, adding a bit of tranquility to the courtyard.

It's just that at this moment, there is a faint smell of burning floating in the air.

In the corner of the small courtyard, Yu Xuanji was half-squatting on the ground, and the slightly tightened sword robe outlined her beautiful curves.

There was a brazier on the ground, and some paper money, which had burned to the end.

"Father, mother, little brother, Xuanji has lived up to your expectations, has been recognized by the sect, and has the qualifications to participate in the conference. I don't have the qualifications to go to the Infinite Sword Sect to take revenge, but Xuanji swears that this time I will definitely kill a disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect to honor you. ”

Yu Xuanji's voice is cold, revealing a rare hatred, deep into the bone marrow!

But soon, I don't know what to think, her expression softened slightly, and a touch of sadness appeared in her eyes, "Yumo, if you have a spirit in the sky, please bless me and successfully complete the promise to my father, mother, and brother." ”

She got up, and footsteps could be heard behind her.

Ziyan frowned slightly, revealing doubts, "Senior sister, who are you?"

"Nothing, pay tribute to a few deceased relatives. Yu Xuanji's expression had returned to calm, "Senior sister, I'm ready." ”

Ziyan was a little skeptical, but she didn't think much about it, and said, "Then let's go, before the conference, we have to master the sword given by the Seven Elders as soon as possible with the help of the teacher." ”

Her eyes lit up, revealing a subtle blur and admiration, and she touched the long sword that was clinging to her body behind her, and the tall figure of the Seventh Elder couldn't help but appear in her mind.

What an unforgettable man!

......

The conference was approaching, and the Sword Sect was like a taut clockwork, revealing an invisible urgency.

But morale has changed dramatically compared to before.

The sect master left the pass, the seven elders returned, and all the Sword Sect cultivators were full of strong confidence in their eyes.

This time, the Sword Sect will be safe!

Unlike the self-confidence of ordinary disciples, Jian Wudao clearly knew his situation, and all he had left was the strength of a battle.

Therefore, seeing that the conference was about to be held, his expression was extremely solemn.

After bowing his head and thinking for a long time, Jian Wudao raised his head and slowly spoke, "Seventh Senior Brother, with your cultivation, holding a king-level divine sword, may you fight the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao?"

On the other side, Mo Yu hesitated, but nodded.

Jian Wudao's expression was relieved, and he said apologetically: "It's not for my brother to explore my brother's cultivation, but right now, my Sword Sect can't tolerate the slightest mistake." As he spoke, a smile appeared on his lips.

The Seventh Senior Brother can fight the Heavenly Dao, so even if he is found to be inappropriate, the Sword Sect will still have something to rely on.

In this way, he has no worries.

At the conference, whoever is the first to jump out will let him burn completely and give him a deep memory.

The sword has no way under his eyes, and the sharpness is fleeting.

Mo Yu took everything in his eyes, muttered, and said, "Senior Brother Sect Master, there seems to be something wrong with your body. ”

Jian Wudao looked surprised, and hesitated to speak, "How much can senior brother see?"

"Not much. It's just a vague sense that the stronger the senior brother is, the weaker the qi is actually weaker, like a means of overdrafting. Mo Yu spoke calmly, he hadn't sensed it before, and after fusing the sword path, his cultivation was one step closer, and then he realized that something was wrong.

Jian Wudao was speechless for a while, and what Mo Yu said almost pointed out the essence of his current situation. He raised his head and looked admired, "Senior brother, brother really wants to know, what kind of strength do you have?"

Saying that, he waved his hand, "You don't have to tell me, Brother Wei is just asking casually." But what you said is not wrong, at the moment of the Sword Sect Tribulation, I had to use some kind of secret method to forcibly improve my strength. However, the price is to burn one's own longevity, and it is irreversible. Therefore, this secret art cannot be handed over to you as a brother. ”

Jian Wudao's eyes showed a hint of apology.

Mo Yu's heart shook slightly, "You will die?"

"Death is the destination of all living beings in the world, and you and I monks are not exempt from it. I am very relieved to be able to die for the Sword Sect. Jian Wudao said lightly, his expression calm.

Mo Yu was silent, and he had respect for the sword Wudao.

"Burning Shouyuan?" he groaned, and suddenly backhanded, and a cluster of cyan flames appeared in his palm.

Jian Wudao's gaze froze, revealing a shocking look, "What a powerful vitality! What kind of treasure is this?"

"It is a kind of strange fire that I inadvertently recovered in my early years, the fire of the famous Aoki, which contains powerful vitality and can replenish and repair the lost life of the monks. Mo Yu sighed in his heart, the fire of the green wood in his body over the years had also evolved to a great extent, and its power far exceeded that of the beginning.

But even so, the loss of longevity caused by an emperor-level peak sword cultivator forcibly touching the Heavenly Dao with the help of a secret method is still not something it can repair.

Unless, the sword has no way to find, and it contains a treasure that contains more vitality than the fire of Aoki.

But Mo Yu walked the heavens, except for the fire of Aoki, he had never seen a second kind, a similar treasure that could interfere with the monk's longevity. This has also become a mystery in his heart.

Jian Wudao's face was happy, "Great! If in the first battle, I burn all this fire, it is enough to burst out with the strength to approach the second step of the Heavenly Dao, and then I will definitely make those who have bad intentions towards my Sword Sect pay a heavy price!"

But soon, there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, "But in this way, the fire of Aoki will be completely destroyed, so forget it." ”

Mo Yu shook his head, "Senior brother, don't worry, I have fire in my body, and even if it is destroyed, it will slowly recover." ”

He handed the flames out, erasing his breath.

Jian Wudao was overjoyed when he heard this, and carefully took the fire of Aoki and quickly integrated it into his body. His eyes lit up slightly, a touch of ruddy flashed on his face, and he exclaimed: "It's really unimaginable that between heaven and earth, such a treasure can still be bred, and the junior brother can get it at an early age, which is really blessed." ”

Mo Yu hesitated, "Actually, Senior Brother can also try it, maybe he can use this to protect himself." ”

Jian Wudao was slightly stunned, a warmth welled up in his heart, and he said with a smile: "Senior brother has a heart." But for my brother to know his own situation, once the secret method begins, the lost vitality is not irreparable by the fire of Aoki. ”

Mo Yu sighed secretly, but quickly shook his head and suppressed his mood fluctuations. Perhaps, this is the fate that Jian Wudao is destined for.

He arched his hand, "Senior brother, if you can, please give me this secret method." ”

Jian Wudao hesitated, "This ......"

Naturally, he was not reluctant, but he didn't understand that after knowing its side effects, Mo Yu actually wanted to get in touch.

"Senior brother, don't worry. After many years of incorporating the Aoki Fire into my body, my situation is different from that of most monks, and this secret method is certain to death for others, and I may be able to have a glimmer of life if I use it. Of course, I won't use it until the moment of death, just as a hole card to fight for my life. Mo Yu explained lightly.

Jian Wudao nodded, "I see." As the junior brother said, it may be possible to really use this secret method. But it's best not to use it, because I want to think that the younger brother has his own measure, so I won't say much for the brother. ”

He raised his hand and pointed out a flash of his sword.

"The content of the secret method is included, junior brother, please take a look. ”

Mo Yu stretched out his hand and took this sword into his palm, and a stream of information suddenly appeared in his mind, it was the method of secret method cultivation.

Just swept it slightly, Mo Yu's heart was stunned, because this secret method felt a little familiar to him.

Huangquan Demon Dao!

This is a secret technique of the Demon Gate that he mastered in his early years, burning vitality and breaking out terrorist attacks, but with the improvement of strength, it has rarely been used. After all, that way of burning oneself and erupting madly is too dangerous, and after using it, you will fall into absolute weakness, and any danger is enough to lose your life.

And the secret method of the Sword Sect is like a strengthened version of the Huangquan Demon Dao, and it cannot be stopped, once it burns, after a period of strong combat power, it will inevitably end in death.

Is there some kind of connection between the two?

This thought flashed, and Mo Yu's face showed a trace of weirdness.

The Huangquan Demon Dao of the Xuanhuang World and the secret method of the Sword Sect of the Ah Nose World happen to be the same, or are they from the same source. If it is the latter, the fog hidden between heaven and earth will suddenly become much thicker!

"Senior brother, is there anything wrong?" Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Jian Wudao's face was puzzled.

Mo Yu instantly came back to his senses, "No." He thought for a moment and said, "Senior brother, do you know where this secret method comes from?"

Jian Wudao's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated for a moment before he spoke in a low voice, "This secret method was brought out of hell by the teacher back then. ”

Hell, the holy land of the Abi world, is entered by a large number of monks every year, and three out of ten survive, but they are still like moths to fire.

Mo Yu's eyes flickered slightly, if he had the chance, maybe he should go to hell.

If you can't say it, there will be unexpected gains!