A ray of light appeared in Zhou Yan's eyes, and he finally came to his senses.

Around his body, there was no pressure from the ruins as he thought, and he was not as underground or buried in the wilderness as he imagined.

At this time, he was in a light curtain, the light curtain was like a guardian aperture, like a gas, it seemed to be swaying, but it was full of tenacity, guarding him well.

Zhou Yan felt that there was endless potential in his body, and there was inexhaustible energy

This body, which has been re-condensed, is refined with the Yuan Magnetic Aurora.

The soul-level battle armor and long sword worn on this body have also been refined, although they are still of that grade, but now, just a wisp of breath can suppress the powerhouse of the sword spirit realm.

Not only that, Zhou Yan also felt that his realm, in the Sword Spirit Triple Heaven, had reached a peak Cheng Dù, as long as he comprehended a Heavenly Dao, he could begin to condense the Sword Soul.

The Sword Spirit Triple Heaven, the peak is close to the strength of the consummation, and the combat power is equal to or even greater than that of the Sword Spirit Triple Heaven powerhouse. Sword spirit, sword soul, sword spirit. This is the gap between the two realms, and the combat power has finally broken six! This is a very happy thing, any monk can reach such a realm in his twenties, even if he is called the first talent in the world, it is not an exaggeration. Even if this person is extremely arrogant, domineering or even arrogant, no one will accuse or resent him. This is the best talent in the world! But Zhou Yan was not the slightest excited, not only that, but he was also very painful. Because this light curtain was left by his master, his master has run out of oil and the lamp has dried up, and he is completely gone, but he still has to leave such a guard, which is a blind guard.

If he is good enough, the master will not leave. Even if he leaves, he will not die blindly, and he will try his best to protect him until he dies.

Zhou Yan's body trembled, he reached out and gently stroked the light curtain, the pale light curtain, like a gorgeous qi, when his hand touched it, there was a "click", and the tenacious light curtain suddenly shattered.

Like a shattered soap, but also like a shattered dream.

The light curtain shattered, and Zhou Yan's heart was followed by a convulsive pain.

At this time, after the light curtain was shattered, a figure appeared, a weak and almost non-existent figure, this figure was not real, just an imprint of information.

On the brand, the last words of his master are recorded.

"Yan'er, when you see this, the master has disappeared forever.

Don't be sad, the master is actually already dead, and this remnant soul is left behind to ensure that the Yuan Magnetic Aurora left to you will not be snatched away by the enemy.

Just said that, giving you two options, in fact, that's just lying to you.

The master also left you with ten fist intents, which can shatter the void, but the sequelae are very great, so I hope you can use them with caution.

In the end, don't be sad and sad, life and death are fate, you have to be strong quickly, the reincarnation of Jiuyuan is about to open, you have the life breath of my master, you will definitely be regarded as me by the strong, and the danger is even greater.

However, for the time being, the master has left you a way out, you have learned the master's natural heart and the way of form and meaning, and condensed the origin of the Yuan Magnetic Aurora Sword Spirit, combined with the Immortal Rebirth Technique, your soul may be ......

In the future, if you encounter the Yuan Magnetic Aurora again, you can sense that this is a first-class strange thing between heaven and earth, and you can treasure it.

......”

The master left a lot of information and a lot of explanations, and in the end, the energy array of this residual information could no longer contain it.

With regret, the light curtain disappeared, and the last information left by the master also disappeared.

Zhou Yan stood in the place of ruins, in this former col that had been razed to the ground, alone and lonely, facing endless desolation in the wind. Just like his current mood, desolate and miserable. "Master, I will reach the Void Nine Realm, go to Earth, and save your suffering wife, my master Lin Yuxi. If I could, I would let Master your daughter be carefree and happy for the rest of her life. ”

"Master, I will also be stronger, and work hard for the flames. ”

"Master, you have fallen here, but I can't erect a monument for you here, because this filthy world is not worthy! When you return to Earth, you will erect a monument for you again and engrave the words that describe your life. ”

Zhou Yan stood here for a long time, his body like a lone crane. Finally, he knelt down again and kowtowed three times towards the ruins.

His strength was great, but he didn't protect himself with energy, and his three heads fell, and the ground had sunken in, and the dust that smashed up covered his shiny armor.

He was covered in dust and black hair, and at the moment when his soul was completely in tune, in the endless pain, he was unbearable, and turned into gray hair again.

White hair was like snow, the breeze was blowing, and under the faint and miserable moonlight, there were two more tear stains on his handsome face. This was his last tear. From now on, he will only bleed and will never shed tears again. He picked up the sword and walked out of this place step by step. Under the cold moonlight, his lonely figure, the thin and slender shadow, was stretched very long, and it looked so lonely.

Zhantian Restaurant.

While drinking the drink, while the body was numb, Jing Shen was also numb.

But listening to these monks talking about the Emperor Qi Sword Body and talking about waste, for some reason, the old middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and smashed the wine jug in his hand to the ground.

With a "bang", the flask shattered, and the wine splashed out, causing all the quarrels to stop in an instant. In the restaurant, there was a dead silence. "It's not waste! My son is not waste, you are waste! Not waste, not waste!"

"It's not a waste! No, when I practice the Taishang Forgetful Sword Dao and pass it on to Yan'er, I can start over!"

"It's not waste, it's not waste......"

The middle-aged man was crying and howling again, and his voice was terrible, which shocked those who heard it and shocked those who saw it.

"It's not a waste, it's that you're the waste, Zhou Wangchen! It's really easy to find! You're really here!"

"Haha, joke, it's not a waste of the emperor's qi and waste body, the sword spirit has been shattered, and there is a way to live Now, if he stands here, I can kill him thousands of times with a sword!"

"Damn, disturb the uncle's drinking, something!"

Unlike the madness of the middle-aged man, those monks did not have the slightest sympathy, but looked at the middle-aged man's crazy movements, and laughed wantonly

"It's not waste, my son is not waste!"

The middle-aged man staggered towards the laughing and insulting crowd as if he had gone mad.

But at that moment, a middle-aged man in purple clothes on the wine table next to the laughing man suddenly moved, and his feet were pumped towards the middle-aged man at an extremely fast speed, and the middle-aged man still rushed over like he didn't see it.

"Bang-"

With a muffled sound, the middle-aged man's body flew out upside down at a faster speed, slammed into a wine table, directly knocked over the wine table, and overturned a banquet that had just been served.

"This fellow Taoist has to be forgiving and forgiving. ”

A somewhat obese young monk stood up, his voice a little cold.

"It turned out to be Wang Zezhen. Don't worry about this matter today, you can't afford to mess with it!"

"Hmph, since you know it's me, you still say that I, Wang Ze, can't be provoked"

The obese young man was a little arrogant.

"The Wang family is a little capable, but compared to the ancient forces, it is far behind! Shut up obediently, otherwise, I will step on you together!" The middle-aged man said disdainfully. When Wang Ze heard this, his face was cold and very unhappy, but the next moment, the fat on his face suddenly shook a few times, as if he sensed something, his face changed, and said, "You-didn't expect it...... Okay, I don't think I've seen it, I'm not involved!"

"Wang Zhenren, you are ......"

"Brother, how can you fight for this piece of waste......"

"Brothers, let's withdraw. Now that Zhou Wangchen has appeared, then ...... This must be a bloody place. I, Wang Ze, don't have any other skills, but the sense of crisis has always worked. Good induction is not accurate, but this bad thing is extremely accurate every time. Wang Ze said with a solemn expression. At this time, the arrogant middle-aged man in purple beside him had already stepped on the face of the down-and-out middle-aged man with one foot.

"You're not a waste, you're not a waste, you're still in this situation! This is deserved, the toad still ate swan meat, and now you should think of this fate!"

The middle-aged man kept crushing the head of the down-and-out middle-aged man in cotton clothes with his feet, and the down-and-out middle-aged man's blank face showed a painful expression, but as if he didn't know, he just muttered: "It's not waste, it's not waste......"

"Hurry up, everybody. ”

The obese black-clothed spirit armor monk Wang Ze felt a little inexplicable throbbing in his heart at this time, and he didn't think about it, but he directly controlled the sword spirit and turned into a flying rainbow and flew out.

Several green-clothed, black-clothed, and purple-clothed Lingjia monks beside Wang Ze were also slightly stunned, and they no longer cared about the overturned wine table, but also flew out of the restaurant in an instant.

Far away, this group of people stood in the void, watching the restaurant from afar.

"Brother Wang Ze, let's see how you feel this time. ”

"If it's really dangerous, is Ji Tianxu coming or Zhou Yuntian is going to slaughter Zhou Wangchen here and refine the sword spirit"

"It should be that powerful woman, if you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, Zhou Wangchen is also powerful, she is crazy, if he didn't say it himself, who knew that he was Zhou Wangchen!"

A group of monks around Wang Ze couldn't help but discuss.

And Wang Ze just frowned, and squinted at the restaurant with his eyes smaller than a mouse.

Then, there was a little more panic on his face, and he said in disbelief: "I...... How did I see it...... Emperor Qi Sword Body"

He ...... Didn't he die for two days, he really lived"

"Do you mean...... He has fused his own ancestral blood"

Wang Ze muttered to himself a little inexplicably, but the monks beside him didn't hear clearly, they just felt that the fat man was getting nervous again.

"Say! Zhou Wangchen is a waste! Zhou Yan is a mongrel!"

"It's not a waste! I'm not a waste!

Zhou Wangchen, who was crazy, bit that sentence and said it over and over again.

And the middle-aged man seemed to like torturing and stimulating an already crazy character, and when he heard Zhou Wangchen being tortured like this and still talking like this, he was actually annoyed and angry.

"If you don't say it, I'll let you-"

"Bullying a person who is already crazy, do you still have a face"

A voice suddenly interrupted the vicious language of the man in the middle.

The middle-aged man stared at the middle-aged man and looked at the middle-aged man who spoke viciously.

"Oh, a little ant in the realm of sword heart, dare to hinder Uncle Ben's interest, I see that you really don't know how to write dead words!"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, he suddenly looked at the man in blue robes who spoke.

At this moment, another melodious young woman's voice suddenly appeared: "If you dare to hurt my father, I will let Brother Yuntian behead you!"

"Huh!

Another very pleasant female voice was passed, and then, a pair of sisters in white clothes appeared in the restaurant.

"Father. ”

"Father, why are you still bothering with these things, you-"

The two bright girls said worriedly at this time, and as they spoke, they were going to help the middle-aged man in the blue robe.

"Get out, I'm Xiao Zhan, I've never had you two ruthless and unrighteous daughters! Since the time you took refuge in the Purgatory Sword Sect, I have broken off with you!"

"Father!"

"Father, how did you leave your own daughter for the sake of a waste......

"Smack-"

When Xiao Zhan heard this, his face suddenly became ugly, he raised his hand and slapped the woman with a hard face on the face.

Half of the woman's face suddenly became red and swollen.

"Father, you, you actually beat me! You never hit me!"

The girl's onion-like hands covered her face, and she looked at Xiao Zhan, a middle-aged man in a blue robe, in disbelief.

Xiao Zhan snorted coldly, no longer bothered with this person, but walked to Zhou Wangchen's side to help Zhou Wangchen.

"It's not a waste, Yan'er is not a waste, it's just that I was dragged down by this waste, did I get the supreme opportunity, got the Taishang Forgetful Sword Dao, but I can't understand that I am a waste, isn't it!"

Zhou Wangchen was crazy, but suddenly told a big secret.

"What"

"Supreme Chance is too forgetful of the sword"

"Too forgetful"

At this moment, the restaurant, which was originally very noisy, became extremely silent again in an instant.

At this time, the breathing of all the monks also became rapid. Then, there were countless extremely hot, wolf-like fierce and vicious eyes, staring at Zhou Wangchen!

"Hahaha, sure enough, sure enough, Childe's guess was right, under such stimulation, he finally told the truth! Okay, I, Liu Yang, have finally completed the task assigned by Childe this time!"

The middle-aged man from before was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud.

It's just that in the middle of laughing, his voice suddenly stopped, and he snorted coldly: "Everyone, things are good things, but you have to take your life." I might as well say it bluntly: Behind the Yuntian Spirit, there is a powerhouse standing in the Void Three Realm, that is, the Ji Tian Void Spirit, and he doesn't dare to snatch this Ding Furnace from him!

What the Cloud Sky Spirit Scholar fancies, you dare to grab it"

"The Cloud Sky Spirit Scholar said, that waste is not dead, but it is almost dead. When he killed his father, he was almost about to come out, and he was all gone. ”

"Actually, such a waste, why bother Gongzi to say that the sword spirit realm is invincible before, my Liu Yang is only the sword soul triple heaven realm, but to kill this emperor qi waste, it is just one move!"

"Haha, Brother Liu Yang's words, Yun likes to listen to them!"

The person named Cloud Maniac before was also extremely arrogant at this time, but he also replied with sympathy.

However, at this moment, Zhou Wangchen, who was originally crazy, Xiao Zhan, who was originally supporting Zhou Wangchen, and Xiao Lin'er, Xiao Chan'er, the pair of sisters, all looked at the door of the restaurant at this moment.

In that place, a handsome young man, with white hair like snow, and a slender sword as black as an abyss, walked up to this restaurant step by step.

Behind him, countless monks followed, pointing and pointing, as if whispering the origin of this man.

He ...... Isn't he dead?"

"He even dared to appear, but he couldn't feel the sea of qi and the pillar of qi on his body, and he was already useless. ”

"This is Zhou Yan, the emperor's qi sword body, a former man of the hour. ”

"You see that his hair is white like this, he must have broken his cultivation and all thoughts are in ashes. ”

"Not necessarily, how do you feel, he's even more terrifying......"

"Look, it seems that in the restaurant, Zhou Wangchen also appeared. ”

"Alas, these two fathers and sons, the time of death has come. ”