Jing Yao sighed silently.

When I thought of the scene of being chased and killed on a peaceful day, my facial features were almost screwed together.

Yan Rui expounded the fact that Jing Yao and Lin Tianxing were the most important cornerstones of the Sword Sect, and the star map would only be handed over to the two of them.

Lin Tianxing went out and didn't come back, but Jing Yao was blocked by everyone, and Yan Rui was seriously injured, if he didn't hand over the star map to Jing Yao at this time, who else could he give it to?

Jing Yao was silent for a while, and said that the real person was obsessed with the inheritance of the Sword Sect, and was a little stunned.

She didn't blame the real person for tricking her, but she still had some mustard in her heart, what could Jing Yao say to an old man who was still forcing herself to come as her life passed? She was also a member of the Sword Sect, and she needed to contribute her own efforts, but the price was too great.

Yan Zhen Zhen comforted: "Jing Yao, you don't know enough about the Sword Sect, in addition to the sword technique, star map and inheritance, the dead sages are also watching you in the stars, this is a kind of expectation of spiritual inheritance, you have to bear my trust." ”

Jing Yao was speechless, where is this comfort, it is clear that the pressure is even greater, she just feels that the weight is too heavy, so she is in a dilemma.

If you really insist on handing over the star map to me, in case I am captured by other sects, don't expect me to swear to protect this secret.

The bond between the Sword Sect and Jing Yao is not deep, for the Sword Sect, Jing Yao has always thought that she is the future, and the Sword Sect cannot restrain her.

It's just that friendship is like an inextricable invisible thread, firmly trapping her, whether it is Lu Ang, Cabbage and others, Zhao Shengnan or Lin Tianxing, this kind of bond is difficult to cut......

Unless Jing Yao is cold by nature and can turn a blind eye, but a person who can be pinned down by friendship is by no means a weak and ruthless person.

"You didn't plan it in advance, did you?" Jing Yao asked, and when she talked about the star map with her, her attitude was calm, as if whether Jing Yao agreed or not, this matter would still go according to his plan after all.

Yan Zhenren couldn't help laughing: "The old man is not as dark as you think, and he only made a decision after thinking about it; ”

Jing Yao's face was clearly written: Isn't that so?

Yan Zhenren smiled: "Your expression tells me that you are full of resistance at this moment, in fact, the foundation of the Sword Sect is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people...... The direction marked on the star map has the sword technique and void treasure that Patriarch Xinyan has worked so hard to leave, do you still think that the star map is a hot potato at this time?"

"Void treasure?"

Jing Yao said suspiciously: "You won't lie to me, right?The Sword Sect has always been proficient in swords and loyal to swords, and has never been stuck in the jingle of poverty, and I have heard a little about the personality of Xinyan Master, except for leaving a sword of optimism...... In other words, what kind of void treasure does exist, and I'm afraid it doesn't have anything of value, right?"

Yan vomited a mouthful of blood, and chuckled, "You're right, but what if the Void Treasure is left by the immortals?"

Jing Yao frowned and said, "You better make a long story short." ”

"Lang Huantian's forbidden passage You know, there are very few people who know the treasure of the void, the reason is that the immortal who left this treasure left a suspense for future generations, and the location of the treasure marked by the star map is filled with Jiuyao Xinghuo, which is the supreme holy fire of the fairy world, if you want to take the treasure, you must first pass the starfire test!"

Jing Yao understood that the star map was a flashy object, like chewing wax.

It is a pity to hold it in your hand and discard it, it perfectly interprets the true meaning of flashiness, Jiuyao Xinghuo Jingyao is no stranger, known as the holy flame that washes and filth, nothing is combustible, and the seven different fires contained in her Jiuyan Immortal Sword are incomparable to the Jiuyao Xinghuo.

Who wouldn't be blushing at the treasures gifted by the immortals? But who would dare to risk their lives if the Jiuyao spark was in the way?

Yan ruined the true humanity: "But do you know, Patriarch Xinyan did break through the Jiuyao Xinghuo back then, and it just so happens that you can also use this secret technique, so although the Jiuyao Xinghuo is domineering, it has no effect on you." ”

Jing Yao said uncertainly: "You mean witchcraft cultivation?"

Yan Zhen Zhen smiled: "That's right, the space formation set up by the witch cultivator's secret technique transfers the spark, and takes advantage of the situation to go deeper, and the void treasure can only be in your pocket." ”

Although Jing Yao was slightly aware, but after being confirmed by her words, she still couldn't help but be surprised in her heart, the secret art of witchcraft could actually transfer Xinghuo?

It's too hard to accept.

In the final analysis, witchcraft cultivation is still a means of cultivating the true realm, Jiuyao Xinghuo is a real immortal holy fire, and the means of cultivating the true realm to control the immortal holy fire are inevitably a bit fantastical.

Jing Yao said: "Are you kidding? Wu Xiu's secret art is really so powerful, and the Void Treasure has already been looted by Wu Xiu's vein." ”

Yan Rui Zhenren chuckled and said: "The secret art of witch cultivation you have mastered is not an ordinary witch cultivation supernatural power, only the high priest of the first line of witch cultivation is qualified to cultivate, 100,000 years have passed, and the essence of this magic is still a few percent? ”

The key is that the secret techniques of witchcraft she learned are not comprehensive, Jing Yao smiled embarrassedly.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the space roared and echoed, Jing Yao's face sank, it was not difficult to guess what was going on in the outside world, they couldn't attack it for a long time, this was violent destruction.

Such a powerful momentum is at least the effect of several Mahayana realm cultivators joining forces to strike a blow, and Yan Zhenren sneered: "The last defensive fortress of the Sword Sect, the Mahayana realm has not yet had the strength to break through the enchantment. ”

The roar continued to echo, and the sound of the bombardment became heavier and heavier, as if a thunderclap suddenly exploded in his ears, Jing Yao said: "Several Mahayana realm cultivators forcibly destroyed, Xihua Zhenren is proficient in the formation, let them bombard, I am afraid that it will not be able to last." ”

Yan Zhenren said proudly: "The old man can trust Huang Xiufeng. ”

That's the unreliable side of Huang Xiufeng that you haven't seen, Jing Yao secretly complained.

Yan Zhen Zhen said: "If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, even if Huang Xiufeng's formation is strong, I just don't know what the quality of the defense of the space we are in now is." ”

Jing Yao glared at Yan Rui, why didn't she find out that this person still had such an out-of-the-way side before?

Yan Rui Zhenren took a long breath hard.

His face turned even paler, indicating that the old man in front of him was like a candle in the wind, and his will to sustain his life skills was gradually dissipating.

Yan Zhenren said frankly: "Okay, Jing Yao, you also see that the old man's life is not long in coming, what are you still hesitating about at this time......? Just take the old man's last words, and fulfill the old man's wish, okay?"

Jing Yao couldn't help but smile bitterly again, the joke came true, making people have nothing to say.

Looking at Yan Rui's eyes full of expectation, Jing Yao calmly agreed, but the inner change was not as peaceful as her appearance, and she had to admit that she couldn't refuse Yan Rui's long-cherished wish to destroy the real person.