Chapter 298: Destined Candidate

The place where bones are buried, few people have stepped on.

At the beginning, Jing Yao informed the existence of the high-level cracks of the Sword Sect, and the four giants of the Sword Sect did go to investigate, wanting to speculate on the reason for the formation of the enchantment.

Xihua Zhenren even stayed here for three months, and with his understanding of the formation, in the face of this enchantment, he was like a headless fly, elusive, and then abandoned and ignored it.

Therefore, putting an end to the possibility of man-made, Jing Yao gestured: "Take it away?"

Lin Tianxing snorted, although the sword was broken, but the terrifying coercion was destined to convey the gods, if there was a great opportunity to add to the body, to reforge the sword body for the remnant sword, it would be a shocking light.

Zhu Jingyao said: "Are you coming or am I coming?"

Lin Tianxing glanced at the remnant sword and said, "I'll come." ”

Jing Yao nodded, the remnant sword was treacherous, shaking many masters, and the cultivators of the Mahayana period were also panicked under this pressure, and Lin Tianxing took the sword, which was a greater safety factor.

There is no financial misfortune between the two of them, and Lin Tianxing's move is also for the sake of Jing Yao's safety. Not to mention a remnant sword, the sword of the sky, Lin Tianxing, gave it up.

But when Lin Tianxing stepped into the pit.

The brilliance of the remnant sword suddenly became restrained, and it lost all its brilliance in an instant.

Lin Tianxing frowned, took two steps forward, and the remnant sword began to tremble violently, as if he was silently repulsed by Lin Tianxing's arrival, and there was a will to rather be a broken sword than a complete sword.

Jing Yao was moved.

People choose swords, and swords also choose people, and the sword bone is already the strongest sword world wizard, can't it be that the remnant sword can be subjugated and recognize the master? Does that mean that Lin Tianxing and the remnant sword have no relationship? Even if you are an innate sword bone, if I don't recognize you, you can't pull me out?

Lin Tianxing didn't feel good in his heart, the kind of consciousness exchange that was like nothing, was it just that the remnant sword was making some kind of choice?

Judging between him and Jing Yao, who is its destined candidate?

The remnant sword was full of repulsion, Lin Tianxing gritted his teeth, a strong sense of frustration surged in his heart, smiled slightly bitterly, and jumped out of the deep pit: "You go and try it." ”

The moment Lin Tianxing retreated, the remnant sword released a dark red light for the second time, and Jing Yao comforted: "Don't worry too much, maybe my system is not suitable either, right?"

Lin Tianxing said: "I don't feel comforted, I think you're hitting me, right?"

When he said this, Lin Tianxing's frustration disappeared inexplicably, and he looked at Jing Yao with a smile and said, "Xihua should still be waiting for us outside, hurry up and get the sword." ”

Jing Yao said angrily: "You think of the old lady too darkly." In a trance, Jing Yao looked at Lin Tianxing in surprise: "Your grandfather's matter is solved?"

Lin Haoran was poisoned, Lin Tianxing was like an injured beast, it was not pleasing to anyone, everyone wanted to pounce and bite, and the lost smile was hung on his face again, either Lin Haoran was unharmed, or the disdain of Lin Tianxing by the remnant sword was too strong and made him lose his mind.

She looked at Lin Tianxing very worriedly, lest the other party would act excessively.

Lin Tianxing said: "Grandpa said that it is okay, then it is okay." ”

Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't lose his mind, but he was also feeling sorry for Lin Haoran in his heart, what method did Lin Haoran use to dispel Lin Tianxing's worries?

A dark red light shone on Jing Yao.

Jing Yao feels like the softest silk, like a drizzly spring, and a quiet summer night sky, bringing the softest comfort to the depths of her soul.

The fatigue of the past few days has been swept away.

Her eyes widened in surprise, the difference between the two was too great, right?

Lin Tianxing was even more secretly annoyed, seeing that Lao Tzu would rather self-destruct his body, and seeing that the opposite sex immediately flocked to him, did he still have the dignity of making a sword?

Jing Yao, who was bathed in the dark red light, was extremely comfortable, and the remnant sword was also excitedly letting out a dragon roar, and the distance between the two quickly shortened.

Lin Tianxing scolded secretly, feeling that he had been greatly insulted, and he overlooked the scene that annoyed him.

The Dao Heart Qingming Jue was still running lazily at the beginning, when the dark red light seeped into Jing Yao's body, the pure life force was like encountering the oppression of outsiders, and the lazy stream turned into a tsunami, forcing the light that seeped into Jing Yao's body out of the body, swearing that it was the absolute overlord.

The momentum of the remnant sword rubbed together, and the sound of sword groaning sounded, like a silent sneer and mockery, and the terrifying sword intent rushed into Jing Yao's body again, vowing to seize a place.

In terms of power, the Dao Heart Clear Technique generated by chaos is far stronger than the power of the Remnant Sword, but Jing Yao's cultivation cannot fully demonstrate the great power of the Dao Heart Clear Technique.

If you compare the Dao Heart Qingming Jue to a newborn baby at this time, the remnant sword is a complete adult, driving all the way in, rushing to the position of the golden pill in Jing Yao's body, and only then will he stop castration.

The Chaos Clock rang with a crisp chime.

From Jing Yao's body to the outside world, from the place of buried bones throughout the entire Sword Sect, the major monks who turned back for a while regained a sense of strangeness, and wanted to investigate again, but Xihua in the sky, words were destroyed, and Xiaoyue was just like a moat, annihilating everyone's thoughts.

The bell is cleansing, like rain and dew sprinkled all over the Sword Sect, and the shrubs in late autumn quickly sprout branches, which is different from spring.

The monks who watched were dumbfounded, violating the principle of natural growth, what kind of power is this? I'm afraid that the masters of the Mahayana period can't do it like this, right?

Everything has a cause and must have an effect, the Buddha Emperor stood outside the door, his face was lonely, and his squinting eyes indicated the complexity of his heart.

The theory of cause and effect, the Buddha has a deep understanding, the Xuan Ji and Xuan behind him looked at each other sadly and smiled bitterly, and the mind of the master was changeable, they couldn't guess, and they didn't dare to guess, so they could only stand aside and listen and send it.

The Confucian Holy Lord was also uneasy, the occurrence of various events brought him an uncontrollable feeling, he looked at the gloomy Xingdou, let out a laugh that was indistinguishable from joy and anger, and his eyes rolled with heaviness: "Yan Zhong, what do you say?"

Yan Zhong bowed his head and said, "The Sword Sect is changeable, I was negligent, and I ask the Holy Lord to punish me." ”

"Punishment?" The Holy Lord of Confucianism laughed, and his voice was cold: "This seat has been planning for a thousand years, and you are negligent to this seat, do you know that this battle is related to the life and death of Confucianism?"

Yan Zhong's forehead was sweating, and he snorted: "But Sect Master, this matter is unexpected. ”

"Enough. The Holy Lord of the Confucian Sect shouted angrily: "This is the time to employ people, this seat will spare you for a while, contact Xiaoyue, and let him act when he has the opportunity." ”

Yan Zhong only said yes, and he didn't dare to refute it for half a sentence, his heart was like playing a five-flavor bottle, and he was making a weak defense for himself.

Anyway, he was also a powerful party, but he was scolded like a dog, how could Yan Zhong have no idea in his heart? But he didn't dare to reveal it at all.