Lin Qian carefully pushed open the door, and the dazzling talisman light in the room pierced his heart slightly. In the center of the room, a rickety figure sat cross-legged. If anyone sees this scene, they will be surprised, this rickety figure is the head of Kunlun.

However, his arms were gone, and only half of the snow-white sword eyebrows that were lowered to the ground were left, and the coughing sound sounded from time to time, each of which made the rickety figure tremble.

Lin Qian's nose was sour, thinking of his master's heroic appearance back then, his heart was like a knife.

"Master!"

He called softly.

The head of the door listened to it, straightened his body with great difficulty, and said gently: "Qian'er is here." ”

His face was wrinkled, his eyes were cloudy and dark, and his voice was hoarse, like that of an old man in his last years.

"Hmm. Lin Qian was afraid that he would shed tears, so he just hummed softly, and he walked quickly to the master's side, put his hand on the master's back, and probed the master's injury.

The master was seriously injured while exploring the ancient ruins, his arms were broken, his whole body lost his spiritual power, and his internal organs were dead. Lin Qian tried all kinds of methods, but he could only hang his master's breath in danger.

The breath of disgrace has no trace of life.

Lin Qian's heart ached, he knew that the master wanted to create a divine weapon for him that truly belonged to him. [Kunlun] is Kunlun's first divine weapon, but there are many imperfections, and the master is not very satisfied.

"You don't need to worry about me. The head of the sect knew that the disciple was sad in his heart, and comforted: "I have lived so long, and I have lived enough." ”

"Master......" When Lin Qian heard this, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore and rolled down.

"Idiot, you are also the head of the faction now, don't be this child. The head smiled, his pale face was lifeless: "You did a good job, Kunlun handed it over to you, I am very relieved." ”

Lin Qian couldn't cry.

"It wasn't until a few days ago that I was able to figure out a lot of things. Mo Yunhai's divine power is unique, and it is completely different from my Kunlun, so we can't blindly follow suit. My Kunlun cultivation is a sword, the sword is the original heart, and what I need is the divine sword, not the equipment. Although the god costume is good, it is not suitable for us Kunlun. A sword that breaks through ten thousand laws is Kunlun!"

The hoarse voice of the head of the house wafted through the room.

Lin Qian heard the strong meaning of the master's words, and his heart was full of grief.

"I can fulfill this last greatest wish before I die, and I am also satisfied, don't feel sorry for me. The head said softly: "The sword I found for you has a great origin, it is called Taigu, and it is one of the strongest divine swords in ancient times. Although it has been sealed for a long time, the power of God is still there, and you must not fall into its prestige. ”

"The disciple will never let it be disgraced!" Lin Qian suppressed his tears and swore a sword oath word by word.

The head nodded: "I only have one wish left now." ”

"Please give it to the master!" Lin Qian's eyes were resolute, and he made up his mind in his heart, no matter what, he would also fulfill the master's last wish!

The head raised his head: "My arms are broken now, my spiritual power is lost, my vitality is gone, and the only thing that is still intact is my soul." I want to cast my soul into the primeval sword and strengthen my sword soul. ”

Lin Qian's suppressed tears flowed down the ground, and he just shook his head: "Master, don't!"

Raising a sword with a soul is extremely cruel, and the soul will be tormented by boundless pain, and it will never be able to be reborn!

"This is the last wish of the teacher. The cloudy gaze of the head suddenly became extremely sharp: "My generation was nurtured by Kunlun, and as the head, I should repay Kunlun with flesh and blood." If you don't, I'll die!"

"Master!" Lin Qian couldn't cry again.

"I've made up my mind!" the head of the road cut the railroad and closed his eyes and stopped talking.

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The light of the rune array shone, the divine power surged, and in the center, an ancient great sword was suspended in the air.

All the Kunlun elders and core disciples gathered here, and all of them had sad faces.

When Lin Qian appeared with the head on his back, everyone bowed down in unison. The head of the door has a very high prestige in the door, and is deeply supported by everyone, and seeing the head of the house so withered, everyone has a sharp pain in their hearts.

"Kunlun will be handed over to you. The boss's hoarse voice was not loud.

Everyone who heard it wept, and some people said sadly: "Don't dare to spare your life!"

The head nodded with satisfaction.

Lin Qian's tears were like rain, it was difficult to speak, he only knew that he was carrying the head behind his back and moving forward step by step.

The head didn't say much, his soul went out of his body, and he stepped into the talisman array step by step. The master's cultivation is unfathomable, and the sword soul is also extremely pure.

I saw that the primeval sword in the center of the rune array suddenly generated an amazing suction, and the sword soul of the head turned into a streamer of light and submerged into the sword body.

The surrounding Kunlun elders and disciples all cried loudly.

Inside the sword, the soul of a figure, enduring astonishing pain, muttered to itself.

"Qian'er, the master can only help you get here. ”

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In Kunlun, the sword intent runs through the air, and ten thousand swords sound in unison!

The world is shocked!

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Wei Sheng was covered in blood, his clothes were broken, and he held a bloody sword in his hand, and in front of him, Uller's expression was pale.

"There really is such a strong man in the world!" Uller muttered to himself, and after speaking, he fell on his back and breathless.

Wei Sheng looked embarrassed, but his expression was as usual, except that the god-killing blood sword in his hand had just drunk blood, and it was extremely charming.

Suddenly, Wei Sheng seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head, and almost at the same time, the god-killing blood sword in his hand seemed to be excited, and the blood light skyrocketed, and it soared into the sky.

A blood-colored pillar of light dozens of feet thick burst out!

Wei Sheng in the pillar of light is like a killing god descending, indispensable!

Wei Sheng raised his head, looked at the sky, felt the surging battle intent coming from the god-killing blood sword in his hand, took a deep breath, suppressed the almost boiling battle intent in his heart, and his eyes were as clear as blood glass, full of shock

- There is such a powerful sword intent in the world!

The sword intent of the world!

The excitement of defeating the opponent just now disappeared completely, Wei Sheng looked at the sky and was stunned, the shock in his eyes disappeared little by little, replaced by a strong fighting spirit and killing intent!

"Kunlun!"

Wei Sheng muttered to himself, and his hand couldn't help but clench the god-killing blood sword in his hand.

There is only one place where such a desperately strong sword intent can be found, and that is Kunlun!

Wei Sheng's chest was boiling with fighting intent.

Suddenly, not far away, the thunder light was amazingly thick, as if something had also been aroused by the sword intent descending from the sky.

Wei Sheng's heart moved, and he hurriedly flew towards the gathering place of thunder light.

The closer he flew, the more surprised he was that the thunder had actually penetrated into the sky from the ground.

Is there any strange treasure?

Soon, he flew to the source of the thunder light.

I saw a bronze mirror quietly hiding on the ground, and the ancient word "thunder" was engraved on the bronze mirror. The thunder light of the bronze realm flickered, and the electric snake of the realm swam away.

Zila!

An electric snake suddenly soared into the sky.

As soon as the electric snake broke away from the bronze mirror, it skyrocketed, like the thickness of an arm, tearing the sky.

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Zuo Mo raised his head and looked at the sky.

The Ghost Mist Boy also looked at the sky with a shocked face, and muttered to himself: "What a strong sword intent!

However, this invincible sword intent, which seemed to dominate the world, shocked him incomparably.

How could such a strong sword intent appear in this era.

Suddenly, the familiar flavors in the sword intent suddenly made him feel excited, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Taigu!"

"Tai Gu?" Zuo Mo retracted his gaze, turned his face, and looked at the Ghost Mist Boy.

The Ghost Mist Boy was like a dream: "Tai Gu is the most famous divine sword in ancient legends. It is rumored that those who hold this sword will surely become a generation of emperors. ”

Zuo Mo, who was familiar with the golden leaf of the sun, knew what Emperor Tian meant. In ancient times, the strongest person of each era would become the leader of the tribes of the world, named Ditian.

"Emperor Tian?" Zuo Mo had a sneer on his face, his eyes were murderous, and he made no secret of it: "If you want to be Emperor Tian, it depends on whether I agree or not!"

The ghost fog boy was stunned for a moment, suddenly reacted, and stammered: "Does the master have ......an enmity with him?"

Zuo Mo glanced at him and said nonchalantly: "That's right, mortal enemy! What's the matter, I'm afraid?"

The ghost fog boy reacted quickly, looked at Zuo Mo's unkind face, and hurriedly said: "Where does the master say, the master's mortal enemy is my mortal enemy!"

Zuo Mo retracted his gaze at this time, but his face was gloomy.

Such a strong sword intent can be felt here, but I am afraid that most of the reason is the primeval divine sword in the mouth of the ghost mist boy.

Lin Qian's own strength was already incomparably strong, and when he used a sword, Zuo Mo and a few people joined forces to barely block it.

It is said that Kunlun's magic trick was created by Lin Qian, and now no one knows what level his strength has reached. But Zuo Mo knows, it must be very strong, very strong!

If Zuo Mo wanted another figure in the world who could compete with Senior Brother Wei Sheng, he would definitely choose Lin Qian.

And now, with the addition of this primeval divine sword, Lin Qian's strength is only afraid to reach an extremely terrifying height.

Most likely, it is a height that no one in the whole world can match!

Although Zuo Mo was not afraid, the thought of his number one mortal enemy and obtaining such a divine weapon made Zuo Mo feel as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Kunlun!

We'll see!

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Snow Temple.

Luo Li looked helpless.

He was followed by a group of guards, most of whom followed him.

However, when he met the guy from the Heart Leaf Zen Gate, he didn't say a word and rushed straight up. The head of the Heart Leaf Zen Sect didn't expect that the other party didn't even say hello, and attacked directly, and immediately suffered a dark loss.

And this group of guards is numerous, there are more than a dozen, forming a battle formation, and they are not inferior to the elders of the Heart Leaf Zen Sect at all.

The head of the Heart Leaf Zen Sect is a little bit level, and the battle between the two sides is stalemate.

The head of the Heart Leaf Zen Sect has strong divine power, but Luo Li is strange tactics, and I leave the weird and alternative tactics, which makes the other party miserable.

The primeval peerless sword intent fell from the sky without warning.

I'm close to opening my breathtakingly beautiful eyes.

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