The spear in Wutian's hand also began to tremble, and the black-red demonic qi rolled on the body of the spear, and the killing intent and the sword intent competed against each other, without falling a single bit.

Zhang Mingxuan grabbed Qingping's sword, stretched out his hand and knocked on the sword, and said angrily: "Quiet! Don't be so impulsive." They're all good friends, don't be so violent. ”

Qingping's sword was in Zhang Mingxuan's hand, and Qingping suddenly scolded in the sword: "Your uncle, where did you recruit such a fierce guy? Who wants to be friends with it?"

Wutian looked at the long sword in Zhang Mingxuan's hand, and said with a smile: "This is the Qingping Sword that shocked the desolate wilderness, right? ”

Zhang Mingxuan's heart was not calm, he was not stupid, he naturally knew that the spear that could make Qingping Jian react in this way must be extraordinary, and his palms were slightly sweating.

Zhang Mingxuan clenched the Qingping sword and said with a smile: "Buddha, what is the origin of this spear that looks very handsome?"

Wutian said: "The name of the gun kills the gods!"

Zhang Mingxuan exclaimed, "Killing the gods?"

Wutian raised his eyebrows and said, "You know?"

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no! ”

"If you like it, I'll give it to you. Wutian handed the god-killing spear to Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan was surprised and said, "Give it to me?"

Wutian nodded, with a strange look in his eyes, he didn't understand why Lord Demon Ancestor gave Zhang Mingxuan the god-killing spear, could it be that there was any connection between them?

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head again and again and said, "No, no! This is a god-killing spear, it's too precious!"

"Take it!" Zhang Mingxuan subconsciously held the gun.

Wutian let go and said, "Take it with you, it can save your life at a critical time." After speaking, the figure of Wutian disappeared, and he walked very chicly.

Zhang Mingxuan, who was standing by the river, only felt dizzy in his mind, everything in the world became so unreal, I just came down to catch a fish, and suddenly someone sent a god-killing spear?

Zhang Mingxuan was entangled for a moment, with a god-killing spear in one hand and a Qingping sword in the other, his figure disappeared in a flash, appearing in his room on the Hanging Island.

Zhang Mingxuan knocked on Qingping's sword and said softly, "Master, are you still there?"

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Master came out from the Qingping Sword: "I haven't been angry with you yet!"

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and said aggrievedly: "Master, you have broken the apprentice's heart when you say this, have you ever seen me such a homely and obedient apprentice? I never quarrel with others, let alone fight with others! Although there is occasionally a little friction, it is others who are bullying me!"

"Hehe~" A sneer from the Tongtian Sect Master sounded inside the Qingping Sword, do you call those things small frictions?

The Tongtian Sect Master said, "Say! What is the "small" friction this time?"

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly said: "By the way, just now the Demon Realm Wutian gave me a spear, called the Divine Killing Spear!

The Tongtian Sect Master paused for a moment and said lightly, "Give it to you, and you can stay!"

Zhang Mingxuan said suspiciously: "Is that all?"

"What? do you want to return the favor?"

Zhang Mingxuan was startled, and shook his head again and again, this is a god-killing gun!

Qingping's sword snapped and hung directly on the wall, obviously the Tongtian Sect Master had left.

Thirty-three days away, in the Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Master sat on the cloud bed and said to himself: "The god-killing spear is the stem of the Chaos Blue Lotus, and the power of attack is second only to the Pangu Banner transformed by the Pangu Axe Blade, how could such a treasure be easily given to Zhang Mingxuan? What is his plan?"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Master, I hope you don't go too far, otherwise this seat doesn't mind going to the Demon Realm to learn the Demon Ancestor's methods.

In the room on the Hanging Island, Zhang Mingxuan sat on a chair, looked at the god-killing spear standing in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Do you have a machine spirit?"

A vague phantom appeared on the god-killing spear, and a young man in green clothes respectfully said to Zhang Mingxuan: "God-killing has seen the young master!"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and said, "Hello, hello!"

Zhang Mingxuan paused for a moment and asked, "By the way, why did Wutian give you to me?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said respectfully: "The master said, young master, you will be in danger, and I am ordered to come to protect you." ”

The very respectful tone made Zhang Mingxuan feel flattered for a while, and glanced at the Qingping Sword on the wall, which is also a super magic weapon, and the attitude is very different!

Zhang Mingxuan straightened his waist, coughed, and said with a smile on his face: "Don't be so polite, it's a family when you enter a family." By the way, who is your master? Is it lawless?"

The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said, "No, the name of the master cannot be said, you will naturally know it in the future." ”

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the respectful and humble god-killing spear spirit, how cute he looked, much stronger than Qingping.

Since he didn't want to say it, Zhang Mingxuan didn't ask forcibly, and said with a warm smile on his face: "Then you can just find a place to live! ”

The god-killer glanced at the four-walled room, what is so polite about this? If I want to have this kind of home, I would have demolished it long ago.

The spear buzzed and flew into the wall, inlaid into the wall like a hot knife cutting oil, looking like a work of art, adding a bit of charm to the room.

Zhang Mingxuan smacked his tongue secretly, this god-killing still has an artistic cell?

Zhang Mingxuan said with a smile: "You are all the top magic weapons in the world, communicate well and get along with each other. I went out first. ”

After speaking, Zhang Mingxuan turned around and walked out of the room.

"Congratulations to the young master!" the god-killing voice sounded.

Zhang Mingxuan was used for a while, and closed the door with a smile on his face, leaving the Qingping Sword and the Divine Killer Spear in the room.

Qingping's figure emerged from the sword, looked at the godkiller spear, and shouted unceremoniously: "Come out!"

The figure of the god-killing also emerged from the gun, with a smile on his face, and said, "What?

Qingping said with a serious expression: "What the hell are you doing, what is your purpose?"

The god killer said, "It's not that I have already said it, protect him. ”

"Why?"

"How do I know why? The master arranged it this way, do we have room to resist?"

Qingping snorted coldly and said, "Don't let me see any bad behavior in you, otherwise I will definitely beat you into the boundless chaos and never return." ”

The god-killing sneered and said, "It's up to you?" The figure sank into the god-killing spear, obviously not taking Qingping's words to heart.

Qingping snorted coldly and sank into the sword body, and the room fell silent.

Tianmen Mountain, Zhang Mingxuan has nothing to do, and he travels in the mountains and rivers every day, and is at ease.

Lingshan Ananda, Ka Ye is not so easy.

In one room, Ananda and Kasa looked tired and sat across from each other.

Ananda said angrily: "It's all because of your idea, ordering hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers in the wilderness to attack Zhang Mingxuan on the Internet, telling his fictional stories and slandering the Buddha."

Now it has caused the credibility of my Buddhism to collapse, and I am spurned like a rat crossing the street on the Internet, and it has become a joke in the eyes of all living beings. ”

Ka Ye said angrily: "Isn't this the result of our discussion together? ”

Ananda raised the mobile phone in his hand and said solemnly: "This is your attention, I am acting on your orders, and there is a recording here." ”

"I ......" Ka Ye was angry, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood.