But what kind of person is the sword, he can die in battle, such a cowardly act, he will never do it, if this thing is known by others, then won't the reputation he has accumulated so hard over the years be ruined?" "If you want me to admit defeat, this is absolutely impossible, you go and die, even if it is death, I will resist you here!" But it's a pity that the sword has been seriously injured many years ago and has not healed, otherwise, he would not have let his strength seal for such a long time, once he unlocked the seal on his body, although his strength has been improved in a short period of time, but his injuries will also be aggravated, now that's it, he originally wanted to give Xie Changan the final blow, but he never thought that he was pierced by the sword qi and died!

Xie Changan didn't turn around at all, from the time he fought just now, he had already used Luo Shenfu's true qi to investigate, he knew that the man who was sword was no longer good, he became like this, it was all his own fault, but he couldn't complain about others, in this way, the eighth layer of this Xinghai Tower was really in the past, Xie Changan finally appeared in front of his eyes, and if he pushed it open, he could reach the seventh layer, and he didn't know what the situation would be in this seventh layer. You have to be careful.

This seventh layer is very interesting, some cute, delicate puppets, these puppets have flexible joints, and you can see that they are often used at a glance, what does this mean, it shows that the caretaker of this seventh layer is a very interesting person, and now there are very few people in Tianyuan Continent who like puppet puppets, according to legend, the origin of this puppet is used by the Xuanyuan clan to confuse the enemy, (Note: China's puppets originated in the Han Dynasty and reached prosperity in the Tang Dynasty, mainly distributed in Liaoning, Fujian, Hunan, Zhejiang.) The author said that Xuanyuan's was for the needs of the plot. Legend has it that this Xuanyuan clan made a large number of elaborate puppets and divided them among them.

In this way, the Xuanyuan clan defeated many strong enemies, and in later generations, the craftsmen of the Thirteen Continents naturally made improvements on the basis of the original in order to commemorate the Xuanyuan clan, and also arranged a large number of puppet shows, which have continued to this day, there are many genres of this puppet show, but as time goes by, the talent is gradually decreasing, Xie Changan can know so clearly, it is because, when he was a child, he saw it once in the village, and he has always remembered it in his mind, and he didn't expect that he actually saw it again today!

"Oh, I can't see that you are not very old, but you know a lot, yes, I am the last heir of the puppet show of the Tianyuan Continent now, my name is Bai Line, are you interested in watching me play for the last time, after so many years, you kid should be my bosom friend, I must perform well for you once!" The caretaker of the seventh layer even has a name related to a puppet, and no matter how delicate the white line is, no line or finger puppet can not move.

The white line did not appear, and when he was young, Xie Changan's eyes suddenly became pitch black, only a light appeared on a white wall, and two puppets hung down from above, one holding a long knife, and the other was an old man, both of them were riding horses. According to legend, thousands of years ago, the martial saint Yunchang and the veteran Hansheng fought a big battle in the ancient Changsha City, these two were the world's famous generals at that time, Yunchang was invincible, although Hansheng was old, but the courage and courage were not lost back then, the two of them fought fiercely, and finally Hansheng was defeated because of old age, but this story was recorded by later generations!

Xie Changan's favorite thing to see is this story, this white line is really good, it turned out to be one person divided into two, and the lyrics were very heroic, it seems that at this moment, Xie Changan felt that he had returned to the past, and sure enough, when Xie Changan reacted, he was actually trapped in this illusion, "I have no other ability in the white line, that is, I can tell the story very realistically, and in the end, people who listen to it can't tell the difference between reality and illusion, although you Xie Changan is powerful, but you can't help it!"

I'm my only means, I'm different from the sword, that man is a reckless man, all his life for the sword, but, in the end, he was killed by the sword, I like to play, I can tell you now, as long as you come out, even if you pass, the city lord's side, I am naturally easy to explain, but, from my selfishness, I really don't want you to come out so easily, after all, after so many years, I met such a confidant of you, I think you should also know my incomparably complicated feelings now, right?"

It turns out that this white line turned out to be a naughty boy, although Xie Changan is now in a fantasy realm, but he really has a good impression of this white line, yes, he made his purpose very clear, as long as he comes out, even if he passes, Xie Changan's surroundings are now patches of white fog, and he looks down on everything. He didn't dare to have a trace of carelessness, there seemed to be the sound of horses and swords in his ears, and when he was young, two war horses came roaring, fortunately it was not Martial Saint and Han Sheng, otherwise, he really had no choice!

"These warriors in the fantasy world are all puppets, and they are all made by myself, I just want to see your skills now, although these are all puppets, but they have inherited the true qi of many masters, what can you do kid, let me see!" Xie Changan's body was actually controlled by the white line!

"I'm really sorry, I've become a habit, you have to be my puppet first, of course, if you're strong, you can naturally break free, but it's not that easy, this is my combat habit, please include!" Although this is a very good statement, but this white line is really not ambiguous at all, now his joints are controlled, suspended in mid-air, unable to move at all, what surprises him even more is that there seems to be a strange true qi in his body, needless to say, this must be the power of the white line!

Xie Changan is not flustered, the first thing he has to do is to let himself down first, for this, he may need some crazy behaviors, for example, let the other party's puppet's knife penetrate him, because only in this way can his true qi resume flowing, as long as his true qi is no longer suppressed, then what are these white lines?

However, he obviously underestimated the man with the white line, "It's useless, my white line is now in your mind, as long as you have any thoughts of wanting to escape, the more powerful this white line will be on your confinement, and you can't get out!"